#jennie reaction

[b000mbayah]

heyy, can I request a blackpink reaction where female reader kisses their (BP) neck please?

Blackpinks reaction to the reader kissing their neck

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: Sorry if this took a while to make, I hope you like it though anon! 🫠

(I went for a softer/fluffier approach)

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Jisoo

She mumbled incoherent words, calmingly stroking and carding her fingers through your hair.

It has been a while since you both had the opportunity to simply just rejoice in each other's presence, let alone actually snuggle up the way you are now.

Jisoo held you under her hold, your head resting on her shoulder and arms hung loosely around her waist. The air was branded with Jisoos' predictable perfume, and your hands were somewhere between a fist and a flattened palm against her back as you nuzzled your head closer and closer to her neck.

The tender skin greets the tip of your nose, almost tickling the blackpink member as she goes through emails and schedules about her upcoming solo debut.

And despite the overwhelming feeling of adoration and respect for her dedication, even now, you wanted nothing more than her attention.

You wanted to kiss her.

It wasn't your first intention when you first started cuddling, but now it was all you could think about. And with the raw neck exposed to you, it made Jisoo involuntarily vulnerable, allowing you to intervene yourself into her every thought as you infiltrated her mind and heart.

You had left a soft kiss on the finer muscle of the left side on her neck, causing a small hum to vibrate throughout her throat.

You could only smile at her half minded response, but you still wanted more of her attention than just a hum. So, with a small smile, you kissed the muscle again, leaving a more lingering touch to it than the previous.

"What's wrong, baby?" Jisoo had inquired, stealing a quick glance at you without much regard. "Why are you kissing me?"

"Because I want to," you said, placing a third kiss upon her skin as she inched her head away to look at you.

She had no wide-eyed expression, nor a confused one. Instead, she looked more captivated than anything else. "If you kiss me like that again, I'll make sure it'll be the last one"

"Then I guess I'll just have to kiss your lips"

Jennie

Jennie had been practising all day. She'd been a hopping, flopping mess since practice started a few hours back, and a break was the only thing evidently on their minds.

Eventually, however, after extensive sweating and breathless pauses, a break was rightfully awarded to the hardworking girls.

Jennie had quickly found her way to you, a wearied smile playing upon her licked over lips. Setting herself down on your lap, she instantly dug herself into you- pulling you as close as possible to ensure she felt that familiar barrier of comfort and safety.

You are her safe haven, after all. You're always encouraging the group. You're always there for her practices, and you're always the loudest in the crowd. And for what reason?

For Jennie.

However, she whined when your hand pulled her chin up and away from your shoulder as you instead tucked your head between her shoulder and jaw.

At this point, it was just you, Jennie, and Lisa. Everyone else had left for drinks or a small snack to restore some energy before the next few agonising hours were to come. So you had to tread lightly upon the property of Kim Jennie.

You had gently traced your lips along her neck to her jaw, feeling the girl on you tremble with every affectionate kiss. "Y/n, what are you doing?"

"Showing you my love and support," you smiled up at her as she started down through half lidded eyes.

"But, Lisa's in here, and I don't have anything to cover my neck!" She whispered, feeling unsure of your intentions.

"I won't leave a mark, but you'll have to be quiet for me"

Rosé

You were both sitting on your shared bed, books in hand as a single lamp, powered by a calming 50-watt bulb, which dimmed the room perfectly.

The silence was almost as content as you were, if it weren't for your burning desire to just snuggle up and sleep already. Usually, you and Rosé would read for half an hour before going to sleep, but not even ten minutes in, and you already wanted to put the book down and just enjoy your time together.

Especially since Rosé looked so cute with her hair pinned into a messy bun to keep her silky hair away from her bubbly glasses that seemed to only keep falling down the bridge of her nose every few seconds.

Slowly, but surely, you shuffled over a tad closer to put your head on her shoulder, looking up at the beauty you've become fond of. Her breathing was regulated, and her eyes were focused on the text as she read it carefully.

She was stunning.

But was she real? You often ask yourself this question, sometimes questioning if she's just the ideal partner you've made up in your head to feel better about yourself.

So, with an inquiring mind, you had tilted your head, allowing your lips to connect briefly with Rosés slim neck.

However, when you pulled away to look at Rosé, you had already found her staring back down at you with her cheeks flared up with a variation of pinks and reds as it skipped across her cheeks and spread to her ears.

Rosé had let out a simple gasp at the time, too - feeling surprised by the sudden affection you shared upon her neck. "What was that baby?" Rosé had asked, almost stuttering on her hushed words.

"A reminder," Rosés eyebrows had furrowed together in confusion. She needed more than just that.

"A reminder of what?" You smiled, placing a gentle kiss upon her plush lips this time, increasing her blush tenfold.

"To remind me of how lucky I am to have found someone like you.

Lisa

You were slow dancing in your living room with each other. You don't know how the conversation started, or what it stemmed off from, but you know that the beautiful woman in front of you was more than enough to tell you that you didn't need such questions or answers. You only needed her right now.

The music was slow and somewhat sensual as you rocked side to side, slowly looping around in an eventual circle for the nth time to the rhythm. Your musicality was on point, and your movements were smooth and slow. It was all perfect.

Except for the fact that you wanted nothing more than to just nuzzle your head into the crook of her neck and smother her in loving kisses- so that's what you went for.

You had pulled her closer, chest to chest as you found your head placed flat upon her shoulder. Lisa had let out a small laugh when you had done that, finding it cute at the sudden want for closeness- until she found out the real reason.

When a pair of lips kissed the supple skin of her neck, she had felt a shiver run along her spine before dissipating entirely.

Lisa had only laughed, patting your hips lightly as her chest quickly heaved with each short breath. "You're cute," Lisa had gotten put, feeling your smile against her skin as you pampered her neck with some more light kisses.

"Thanks," you had simply mumbled into her skin.

Your dancing had all but stopped by now as you just stood with your head on her shoulder, and her body pressed flush against yours. Lisa's face was tinted with a twinge of pinks, but nothing too much for the time being.

Eventually, however, you had begun to get tired of kissing just her neck, so you trailed your kisses up her jaw and to her lips, where you net in a mutual understanding of pure connection.

"I love you Y/n" Lisa managed between kisses.

"I love you too"

[purecantarella]

Kiss Me

request : I don’t know if your still taking requests , could you write , Jennie who has always been scared to be in a relationship but then meets female reader and tries to tell her how she feels 💋 i definitely am taking requests and this came around a year ago as well but i've had in in my drafts for so long that it's time to start it!! i hope you all enjoy!! kim jennie x reader disclaimer/s : some angsty fluff for your reading pleasure, of course some cursing, i'm sorry. also slight nsfw ?

It was no secret that as an idol, she had eyes hot on her all the time. Jennie's public image needed to be spotless. She needed to be the sweetheart in the media's eyes. She had to fit into the standard even if she loathed it.

She had no room for error or to indulge anything that didn't fit her idol image...then you happened.

It was all a happy coincidence when you met. Jennie had been traveling often, and it was emotionally and mentally draining to her. It had been one flight after another and by the time she was on her returning trip to Seoul, she was always falling asleep.

Coffee, candy, and blasting loud music were doing nothing for her so her only hope was to get to her gate early and take a short nap there. That was until her flight got delayed another four hours. Jennie knew it was far too risky to haul out at a hotel, so she was shackled to the airport seats.

She kept herself awake as best she could but couldn't stop her eyes from drooping, the nearly empty coffee cup tipping dangerously in her hand. "Might be good to spill the coffee in your mouth rather than the carpet of an airport waiting area, ma'am."

The intruding voice made Jennie squeak and jump awake. You smile at her amused with yourself. She grit her teeth but still smiled at you, holding back the snarl that threatened to break the surface. She couldn't risk you being a gossip reporter and talk about her in the tabloids or on your site.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to anger you." She is initially shocked that you see past her usual idol persona, again you see the quick shift of her emotions. "I'm a photographer, not that you were asking, but that's how I could tell your emotions. It's part of my job to read into the subject's emotions and adjust them accordingly."

You point to the empty seat beside her, and in spite of her better judgement, Jennie nodded. You place your bag down beside hers and stretch your neck out. Noticing how the woman beside you was still drifting off into sleep, you offer, "I can watch your bags and you can get some rest if you'd like."

She turns to you, looking rather offended and you couldn't help the chuckle that fell past your lips. You raise your hands in defeat. "I get it, some stranger approaching you asking you to sleep." You pause and fully turn to look at her. "Then I'll keep you company."

The rapper quirks a brow at your bold behavior, she couldn't tell if she found it appealing how confident you were or if she was disdained that you just sat beside her and planned to probe into her life. Then again, it was better than falling asleep and getting taken advantage of.

"Alright." She responded curtly.

Your smile brightens, "So what brought you here? To the country I mean?" Jennie laughs to herself, you tilt your head to the side as you patiently waited for her answer. "What haven't I done while I was here. Photoshoots, public appearances, filming at one point." She is shocked with herself but quickly regains her composure. "It's nothing though. It was for my fans anyway."

You chuckle softly, "I didn't ask what your work was here. I know who you are, superstar." Jennie opened her mouth to protest the newly given nickname but you cut her off. "I asked what brought you here. There must've been a dozen people asking you to come to events or shoots...why here?"

Jennie is speechless for a moment but can't help the laugh that erupts from her chest. "I guess I never thought about it. My management, I guess?"

"Not much freedom then I take it?" You ask quietly. Jennie takes off her shades and exposes her eyes to you. She notices how your shoulders raise a little and your breath hitches a little. She thought it was rather cute. "Not as much as I'd like, no."

"That's a real shame, wasting all that potential and talent being placed in a box." You lean in close and whisper, "You all deserve better if you ask me."

Again, Jennie laughs, "You're a fan then?"

"It's hard not to be." You say seriously, making Jennie's smile grow wider, her cheeks becoming sore from the sheer act of smiling as wide as she was. "Good to know..."

The two of you talked through the four hours, time flying by and before Jennie knew it, she wasn't even sleepy anymore. All she wanted to do was listen to your terrible jokes and your work. It was weird, she could have run into you at any point during her trip, but it had almost been serendipitous that you both met then and there.

As you told her a story of one of your problem clients on your trip, the PA System blared to life and announced your flight was boarding in five minutes. You looked down at your watch, picking up your bag and shuffle around for your passport and boarding pass.

"Thank you." Jennie said hastily, trying to get your attention again. "I...I enjoyed talking to you."

You look down at her lifting your hand up to offer her a thumbs up. "It was a pleasure to speak to you. I'm glad I got you to stay awake while waiting." Jennie smiles at you and looked down to grab her phone to ask for your number but when she looks up, you were gone.

As she sat comfortably in her compartment, Jennie couldn't shake the thought of you. Tentatively looking around to see if you were anywhere and to her disappointment, you were no where to be found. The rapper was about to pluck her airpods out of her bag when a flight attendant approached her.

"From a passenger up front, Miss Kim..." The flight attendant whispered quietly, slipping Jennie a pack of gum and a handwritten note. She bowed to the stewardess with a smile before she skimmed over the note.

Jennie stifles a giggle as she reads the messily written note on a tissue from the coffee you were holding earlier. 'Didn't get my name or number? Here ya go! Chew the gum so your ears don't pop. G'night superstar. - Y/F/N'

She looks around again and spots you staring at her from one of the seats further in the front. You offer her a salute before settling into your seat. Jennie rubs your name in the ink, thinking of you fondly and brainstorming ways to see you again when you both land in Seoul.

Soon after you two landed, she contacted you, practically bouncing off the car walls as you teased her about her eagerness to call you. Jennie verbally complained but she didn't exactly deny it either.

It didn't take long for you two to get close either.

You two had become practically inseparable in that time, being seen together and posting about one another on your social media pages. But of course, you two were just friends. At least thats what you both always said but it never felt that way.

In spite of that conclusion you both had, the people around you often disagreed. Whenever Jennie would stop by to drop off food at one of your shoots or if you came by the dorm to hang out, at least one person would point out that you two seemed like a couple, and a rather cute one at that.

Though nothing became of that suspicion, until one night.

It was one of those nights when you lay on Jennie's couch while watching one of those movies that Jisoo recommended when she scooted from her corner of the couch to cuddle up to your chest. You smiled and wrapped your arm around her waist, your cheek pressed against the top of her head.

You'd been feeling it for a while now. The butterflies when you were around her, the happiness that was unparalleled when she smiled at you and only you, the instantaneous calm when you held her in your arms. But concealing it as to not ruin the friendship.

Instead of thinking of such feelings, you focus on the warmth she offers you, the flowery scent of her shampoo wafting in the air, so much so you almost miss the faint giggle that fell from her lips. As you pull away to better look at her, she props her chin on your chest, the gummy smile on display making you grin in return.

"Your heart is beating so loud, I can hear it so well." Jennie points out teasingly, making you toss your head back in a nervous yet full laugh. When you moved your head to look back at the screen, thinking that she would just brush it off like you always did, you find her staring straight at you. Her lower lip trapped between her front teeth while her hands moved up to hold your cheeks in her hands.

You freeze up, shock and awe taking over your body. You blink rapidly, assuming you were imagining it but she only drew closer with each time you opened your eyes. Finally, she is a breath away from you, you muster out, "Am I dreaming...?"

Jennie smiles down at you, her nose slotting beside yours, eyes never breaking from your gaze. You two sit there, allowing the moment to ruminate for a second, turning to a minute, turning into far too long for you to restrain yourself. Leaning forward you capture her lips between yours. Her arms snake down to wrap around your neck as your hands weave their way through her dark hair.

She opens her mouth and probes your lower lip tentatively. As you lower your jaw, her tongue meets yours shyly, wrapping the muscles around one another. As your lips found their own rhythm, your hands lock around her tresses making her groan against into your mouth.

Jennie pulls away, tugging your lower lip back. Her cat-like eyes opening slowly, as a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. You are too stunned to speak, merely staring at her with your mouth ajar. She giggles again as she leans down to peck your lips again quickly.

You offer her a dazed and dopey smile saying, "You are amazing, superstar..."

The rapper blushes before jokingly slapping your shoulder. She gently nuzzles against your neck before returning to her spot on your chest. Only now she peppered light kisses over your neck and collarbone.

"So...what are we now, Jen...?" You ask while you play with the ends of her hair and smoothing it out right after. She doesn't speak for a moment, and you prepared yourself to press for an answer, when she replies, "I would say we're two people who are happy in each other's presence."

You nod slowly, putting the subject to rest, but the question and her rather vague answer plaguing your mind.

It'd been a couple weeks and a dozen hidden kisses after the first when disaster had struck. You and Jennie had been strolling by the Han River, the shorter woman tucked under your arm in spite of the heat. You listened as she ranted about the things her management were forcing her to do, patiently waiting for your opportunity to bring up meeting your friends.

"...and they practically tore the dress apart so that I wouldn't wear it. And it was designer too." She pouted cutely, you smile and before you can control yourself you lean down to kiss her before she blocks your mouth with her hand. "Wha-What're you doing, N/n? We're in public!"

You blink confused and chuckle nervously. "I...I just thought—"

Jennie pulls away from your embrace before taking a far step away from you. "Well you thought wrong, alright?"

You look at her, her arms crossed and her brows knit together as she glared at you, before you laugh dryly and rub your eyebrows as the frustration boiled in your chest. But you merely took a deep breath and offered her a small, but incredibly, forced smile. "Alright. I'm sorry, let me take you home, Jen."

She simply rolled her eyes and shook her head, "It's fine. I can walk myself."

You deadpan and scoff. "Sure."

As you turn a heel to walk away, you realize that this would keep drawing on without talking about it. Without figuring out what you both were definitively. "No, let's talk about this. Here and now."

You turn to face her but Jennie looks around cautiously. In a hushed voice, she argued, "Can you just stop pushing the issue, Y/n. We can talk about it another time."

You sigh in a feeble attempt to calm yourself down before raising your hand to rub the frustrated tears out of your eyes. "I'll stop pressing the issue if you answer me this." Your voice now trembled as you struggle to get out what you need to say. "What are we, Jennie? Wh-Where exactly do I fit into your life?"

The singer begins softly, "N/n, you know what we—" You laugh dryly before staring down at her, ice in your eyes.

"No, I have no idea what we are!"

"Y/n wait please! Don't make a scene." Jennie called out as she chased you down the length of the underpass. You scoff loudly and turn to look at her . "This." You motion between you and Jennie "...is exactly your problem, Jennie!" You argued loudly, but that isn't what chipped at her heart.

Jennie.

You didn't call her that. You rarely ever did.

You take another shaky breath, closing your eyes to compose your thoughts. "You can't just decide that I can fit into your narrative, Jennie." You pause to open your eyes, blinking away the water in your eyes. "And quite frankly, I'm tired of waiting for the right moment for the company."

Her eyes gloss, tears ready to pour but she merely stares blankly at you. "What're you saying, Y/n?"

"I'm saying until you can give me what I need...an answer to what this..." You motion between the two of you, "I'm done."

"Y/n wait, I can't—"

"Kiss me." You say suddenly, cutting her off and catching her off guard. Her gaze bolts around, looking for anyone who happened past and even more so those possibly hiding, waiting for her to slip up. She takes a step forward and whisper-yells at you, "I can't do that, Y/n. I need to uphold my image."

You bite back any of the hurtful things you want to say, and just nod. Your lips trembling as you walk away, offering a half-hearted wave, "Bye, superstar."

With that you stride down the path and Jennie doesn't have the strength to follow you or argue anymore. She didn't want a relationship and she didn't want to compromise her work.

It was the right thing to do. But the next week was hell.

Jennie was far more cranky, snapping at the girls and talking back more to management when she was asked to do something or appear somewhere. It was impossible for her to attend any of her schedules without at least one private meltdown.

A couple weeks after you both split ways, the girls had to appear for a photoshoot for their latest album promotional material. If it were up to Jennie she would remain hauled up in her room but she noticed how excited the other members were, so she tried to liven up.

While the girl's energies bounced off the walls of the van they were all in, Jennie's eyes were glued to her screen. Unanswered texts and radio silence from you appeared in front of her as she typed out another apology...one she'd never send.

Much like the ones she'd drafted up before.

She knew you wouldn't respond, but she held out hope that you would eventually want to talk to her again. Maybe she could set things right and you two could be friends at the very least.

Even if the sheer idea of you two remaining that way left a bitter taste in her mouth.

As the girls entered the brightly lit studio, Jennie immediately recognized the form standing in front of the white backdrop with your brows furrowed together, your camera firmly in your hand. You were too deep in thought to really notice that they'd entered.

"...Y/n..." Jennie mumbles only to be teased by the other members. Their familiar voices made you look up and of course you couldn't keep your eyes off Jennie, she looked amazing. "We'll let you two catch up!" Lisa chirped happily before skipping away with Jisoo and Chae following close behind her.

Jennie never broke eye contact with you. Your breath hitched as she slowly walked towards you. "Y/n..." Her eyes softened, she had hoped that you were there to talk to her or tell her that you missed her...something. But you offered her a respectful but tightlipped smile, bowing slightly before turning to tinkle with your equipment. Swallowing her pride, Jennie cleared her throat and asked softy, "Can...Can we talk...?"

Your back straightens, you battle internally for a moment. You missed her, so, so deeply, but she knew what you needed from her. Without that firm boundary, you would both get hurt. You sigh deeply, not daring to look her in the eye. You knew you'd cave in the moment you did.

"Unless you're ready to talk about what we are, we have nothing more to talk about, Jennie." You mutter coldly, knees trembling as you spoke.

Before Jennie could beg you any further, the production manager approached you. "Y/F/N! We've heard nothing but great things, I hope that your name lives up to the expectations we have."

You nod solemnly before excusing yourself for a moment to take a "work call" when the girls walk out ecstatic. While the other girls teased the rapper though, the eldest noticed the sinking expression on Jennie's face.

Soon, the shoot began but anyone in the room could tell that the energy was completely off. You were hardly able to give direction, only muttering quiet curses every now and again, while Jennie was unable to show off her fierce edge. Glancing over at the shots on the monitor beside you, you groan softly. You call out, "Sorry, can I get just Lisa and Chae for their unit shots. Jisoo and Jennie, take ten. Thank you."

You're looking down at your camera, doing your bet to avoid Jennie's gaze and her heart ached for you. Jisoo nudged her out of the way gently, a concerned expression falling over the older member's face.

"What is going on between the two of you?" Jisoo asks softly once they are clear from the view of the camera. The rapper's shoulders fall as she runs through what had happened that night by her fellow member. By the end of her story, Jisoo's fist gently collides with Jennie's shoulder. "Ow! What the hell, unnie?"

"Are you serious? You threw that connection away because you were what? Scared?" Jennie shakes her head, almost offended, before she pulls Jisoo close. "We have an image to uphold! Plus I don't want to be in a relation—"

"Bullshit." The rapper is taken aback by the crass language used by the older member. But the stern look on her face made her shrivel under her eyes. "If you didn't want a relationship, you would have made it clear. I know you Jen. You're ready to reject everyone who comes your way. But the way you looked at Y/n, the way you talked about her, and how you kept her around, that's telling about how you really felt."

Jisoo looks up and bares her signature smirk, "And by the looks of it, you're still the star of Y/n's eye."

Jennie follows Jisoo's eyes confused, only to see you staring at her despite your focus supposedly being on Chaeyoung and Lisa who posed in front of you. Realizing you got caught, you pretend to adjust with the settings on your camera. The rapper is unable to bite back the smile as she watched you fidget and flush under her gaze.

You always did when you two spent time together. Become a flustered mess as she stared intently at you and what you were doing.

"Whatever is going on between the two of you, it's strong. And worth fighting for..." Not waiting for Jisoo to finish her though, Jennie took a seemingly confident stride towards you, but her mind ran laps on what the possible backlash could be.

You mindlessly click away at your camera but are confused when Chae and Lisa stop posing but mostly only look at you with giddy expressions on their faces. You hear someone clearing their throat from behind you. You pull the camera away from your eye to see Jennie staring at you, fluffy cheeks growing pink.

"Jennie what—" She lifts a hand up, only lifting her gaze up to look into your eyes now. You can see the restlessness in her eyes but she presses on in spite of the fear that bubbles in her chest. "You've said more than enough, Y/n. It's my turn."

Jennie could hear the whispers and rumors fly in her head. She closed her eyes as she tried to figure out what she needed to say and began to play with the tips of her fingers when her hand was intwined with yours, your thumb brushing the back of her hand soothingly.

The rapper opened her eyes to see you staring down at her with a warm smile and the softest eyes she'd ever seen, "It's alright, I'm listening."

The look in your eyes, the genuine care and affection that overflowed, gave her the burst of confidence she needed to put her thoughts together.

"I..." She pauses again, briefly looking over at the girls who give her supportive thumbs ups. "I've never been the type to open up about my feelings or ask for help from anyone...but in the span of ten minutes of us meeting, you were able to get me to do both of those things." She chuckles at the memory, "And you had the absolute worst opening line at that, Y/n."

You smile fondly before laughing softly, nodding for her to continue. "Letting my guard down...being anything less than perfect...terrified me and I was willing to do anything to protect that reputation. But when I was with you..." She paused to lean up and nudge her nose against yours tenderly, "I didn't want to anymore."

"What're you trying to say then, superstar?" You ask, shit-eating grin etched onto your lips, the very same one you wore the first time you met. Jennie rolled her eyes but her lips tugged into the first genuine smile since you two parted ways that night. "What I'm saying is, I hope you'll take me even if I acted stupid."

You look down at her with a warm smile, "You weren't stupid Jen, you were valid. I'm sorry that I made you feel that way too..." Rather nervously, you raise your hand to brush a stray out of her face. As your hand made gentle contact with hers, Jennie immediately leaned into your touch.

"Hey N/n," She mutters making you raise a curious brow. She smiles smugly at you, twirling in place cutely. "Kiss me?"

You grin before leaning down, her lips immediately slotting together with yours. Falling into the familiar pattern that you'd long missed. You smile against her lips and hoist her closer towards your body. An array of scattered and mixed gasps falls in the studio but Jennie could no longer be bothered to care.

She pulls away, "I can't give you an answer on what we are..." You frown and begin to pull away until she pulls you by the collar of your shirt,"...but I think I'm ready to talk about it."

You bite back your smile but nod, placing another kiss on the corner of her lips. "Think I'm going to need a bit more convincing though."

Jennie rolls her eyes and wraps her arm around your neck, locking your lips together again in a heated dance until you both hear her fellow members call out a series of curses and reminders that you were in public.

She laughs against your lips before waving off her members. "They're right though, get your pretty butt back on set, superstar." You say pulling away, slapping her bottom quickly. She squeaked and skipped back to set with the brightest smile she ever sported during one of these tedious photoshoots.

"Think you made the right decision?" Jisoo teased quietly in between shots. Jennie looked up at you behind the camera, pausing to flash her a bright smile. Her heart melted at the sight before she nodded confidently.

"Y/n's exactly what I've wanted."

did this sort of come from a relatively real place? maybe. did i cry a little more than i'm willing to admit because it hit too close to home? sadly, yes thats why this took so damn long to come out HAHAHA in any case though, i hope you all enjoyed this and it made sense?? honestly, i there was a different version of the ending but while i was saving it last night, our wifi decided it hated me and deleted the last saved version, so i rewrote it today. hope yall still enjoyed though 🥹 i will see you all tomorrow for lia day but until then, keep safe my lovelies and i love you all so, so much!! see you all soon❣️ - r

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND BLACKPINK A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Jennie Kim

A ⇴ ATTENTION

As much as she has her attention on you, Jennie also likes to have your attention on her. She gets a bit of a kick out of knowing that you’re watching her and choosing to pay attention to her over other people.

B ⇴ BICKER

One of your worst habits together is how stubborn you can be with one another, leading to plenty of bickering. What starts out usually as a bit of a debate between the two of you will soon build up into bickering and lots of fast and incomprehensible chatter between you both to get yourselves heard and understood.

C ⇴ COMFORT

Her understanding nature was the perfect thing that you needed from Jennie whenever you needed comforting. She didn’t always know exactly what you were going through, but she tried her best to think about how you’d be feeling in order to support you and try her best to find the right things to say to you too.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Stress is usually a big factor towards any disagreement that may occur between the two of you, if work is busy and your brain is hectic, that’s usually when you’ll get short with one another. Luckily for you both, you know the signs of when the other person is stressed and so when the comments get a little harsher than usual, it doesn’t take long for you to pick up on the fact that the other is getting stressed.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

Almost as soon as she met you, Jennie knew that you were going to be someone important for her, your friendship just seemed to fall into place straight away. The speed at which she felt comfortable around you was the sign that she needed to know that you were going to become a close friend of hers, but then soon enough Jennie that that even that wasn’t enough, but you were to be her best friend instead.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Jennie’s family were particularly fond of you because you were like the sibling that she didn’t have. They knew that the two of you were like two peas in a pod when you were together, and that Jennie relied on you a lot as she didn’t have any siblings around. Quite often at family events you were invited too, mainly as a bit of relief for Jennie to escape to when her family were asking too many questions.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Neither of you see the big deal of going out when you hang out, preferring to stick inside and out of the way. Your favourite things to do anyway are things like watching films or dramas to just escape from how busy your days usually are and relax for a while rather than constantly living at such a fast pace.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of finishing each other’s sentences as you knew exactly what they were about to say. You loved to interject and add what Jennie was going to say before she could finish her sentence, mainly because you knew that it annoyed her whenever you got in and got the answer right before her.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Both of you had plenty of inside jokes because you had so many memories together. When you were younger and getting to know each other especially you created most of your inside jokes as you had no expectations on your shoulders and had no one telling you that you needed to be composed and behave.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Although she tried to deny it, her expression was usually a giveaway for you whenever you could tell that Jennie was feeling jealous of someone. Not many people knew the expression to look for whenever Jennie was getting jealous, but you knew the look down to a tee. As much as she tried to deny it, you knew that Jennie was jealous of some of your friends whenever any of them got a little too close to you.

K ⇴ KICKS

Jennie got a kick out of being complimented, as many people remarked on how adorable you were as best friends. It made her proud above all else whenever anyone commented on how well the two of you worked as best friends, especially if someone mentioned how jealous they were of you both too.

L ⇴ LOVE

She loved how being with you was one of the easiest jobs in the world. She never felt any expectation with you and never felt as if she had to be anything other than just Jennie. The best way that Jennie could describe your friendship was like home, there was no pressure or responsibility for her to do anything or be a certain way, instead it was just a space where she could be free and completely comfortable.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were trainees together. Although you didn’t debut with YG and ended up joining a different company to debut with instead, it didn’t change the fact that you and Jennie had become the closest of friends whilst at YG and continued to be so after you ended up leaving as well.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

One of your favourite things about being friends with Jennie was how much she managed to tickle you. Your sides would hurt most of the time you were with her as her comments had you in fits of giggles.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jennie was obsessed with your friendship and just how much it had helped her out. Having you there who had been by her side since the very start, and who got her so incredibly well meant so much to Jennie.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Although she loved having you there watching her, what meant more to Jennie was being there to watch you instead. It didn’t matter how hard of a job it might have been for her to sneak into the arena and be in the crowd, she would find a way one way or another as she never wanted to miss her chance to see you.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Working in a similar industry, the two of you found yourselves asking a lot of questions for advice. You turn to one another as the chances are the other person will have encountered the same problem at some point.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

In your bags for when you travelled with work you both had a photo of the two of you pre-debut to remind yourselves of where you came from and where you were now. You liked to remind yourselves of where you started to stay humble and make sure that you never forgot how lucky you were to both succeed in the industry.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

As much as she tries to stand alone, deep-down Jennie will be touched whenever you’re there to cheer for her. The independent part of her tries her best to just do her own thing, but at the same time, having someone there and knowing that at least one person is cheering for her will deep down mean a lot.

T ⇴ TRIPS

More than anything else, Jennie wanted to take you on a trip to New Zealand as soon as the chance came. She couldn’t wait to show you around where she grew up for so many years and show you her favourite spots too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Although she has many other people around her, none of them even come close to being as close to her as you are.

V ⇴ VISITS

If the two of you both have breaks in your schedule at the same time, then you’ll usually try and meet up. Even if it’s just for coffee, you’ll make the time, especially when you’ve not seen each other for a while.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Most of the time Jennie’s advice is surprisingly helpful, oftens tunning you with just empathetic she is towards your situation.

X ⇴ XXXX

It depended on the time and the place as to whether you and Jennie would be affectionate with one another. Around other people you were a little more reserved, and you definitely were wary in public too.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were her sidekick, the two of you were pretty much inseparable.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time when the two of you hang out, Jennie will invite you back to her place. She loved showing you around whenever there was something new in her home, especially if it was to do with the group.

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Masterlist

[goldennikko]

AGAIN AND AGAIN — jennie kim

summary : you and jennie argue about the dates she had forgotten due to work. only when you were on the verge of breaking up did she realize she didn't want to lose you.

pairing : jennie x reader

tags : f!reader ; argument ; crying ; harsh words ; swearing ; angst to fluff

requested: ✔

word count : 3.0k

how many times has this been? 

5th? 

6th? 

you didn't know. you couldn't even count it anymore. the number of times jennie left you hanging was too much for your heart to bear.

you couldn't believe your heart was still beating after all the times jennie had broken it.

you had no idea how many tears you had shed, but your eyes hurt too much.

you couldn't count how many sleepless nights you'd had, but your body was begging you to sleep.

you waited.

and waited.

and waited.

again.

and again.

nonetheless, you were still here, pathetically sobbing at your shared home's kitchen counter. jennie made you wait again tonight and you're still waiting for her to come home.

the door finally opened after hours of waiting. there was a brief pause as jennie wondered where you were because you were usually on the couch, watching a movie or sleeping while it was playing. you could hear her heels clicking against the floor as she made her way to the kitchen, where you were.

"baby?"

you scoffed bitterly at the pet name. "baby? that's all you have to say?"

you didn't meet her gaze, so you didn't notice her lips forming a frown at the sight of your tear-stained face. jennie stood there, frozen, unsure whether she should approach you because you looked upset—

no.

mad.

"is everything okay, baby?" jennie asked, exhaustion and worry mixing evidently in her tone, but comfort was also present.

you chuckled, the bitterness still on your tongue. "really? is that all?"

exasperated, the cat-eyed woman sighed. "look, i wouldn't know if you don't tell me. just tell me so we can both sleep."

that caused you to snap.

you slammed your hands on the counter and stood up from your seat, causing jennie to flinch as the seat screeched in disapproval. when it fell to the floor with a loud thud, she jumped. she looked at you with wide eyes as you gave her the most intense glare she'd ever seen.

it almost seemed to be filled with hatred.

"i could say the same to you." you said, tears welling up again in your eyes. "you should have told me you weren't coming, jennie."

jennie. her name rang out in her head, mocking her. you don't address her as such. since then, you've preferred calling her jen and sweet pet names, but never the government name.

"tell you?" jennie echoed in confusion.

you threw your head back, your chest tightening as you felt the pain spread across your chest, and you gave her a tired look. you were in utter disbelief. you expected her to remember.

but she kept proving you wrong by forgetting again and again.

"it's supposed to be date night." you reminded her quietly, too tired, and jennie's eyes widened. her head whipped to the nearest calendar, where she noticed a date with a red heart. "you said you'd make it up to me."

jennie gave you an apologetic look and went to explain, but you simply shook your head.

"you forgot, jennie. you forgot. again. and you made me wait in the restaurant like a fucking idiot."

"i'm sorry, baby. it slipped my mind because of work." jennie explained, but you were sick of hearing the same excuse for the nth time in months.

"work, work, work." you sneered. "it's always work, jennie. how about you? me? us?"

jennie's exhaustion was catching up with her at that point and she was becoming irritated. the look she gave you caught you off guard and you laughed bitterly, tongue poking the inside of your cheeks to keep your rage at bay.

"you're upset? now? with me?" you asked, pointing to yourself.

"it's not my fault i'm busy with work, y/n!" jennie fought back, throwing her hand to the side to emphasize her annoyance. "what exactly do you want me to do?"

"i want you to please tell me that you won't be able to make it to our date night, jennie! don't make me wait like a moron at the restaurant!" you yelled as you marched up to her, tears streaming down your cheeks because you couldn't keep it in any longer.

"i want you to rest! i want you to relax! with me!"

jennie stood firm, her heart breaking at your pleading tone and nonstop crying, but she was too caught up with her frustrations at the moment to care.

"i'm busy, y/n! why can't you see that?! i thought you were okay with this?!"

you burst out laughing, tears streaming down your cheeks. "okay? you call this okay?! making me wait means okay? overworking yourself means okay?!"

"but we were okay!" jennie insisted.

"are you insane?!" you screamed. "when was the last time you touched me? when was the last time you kissed me? when was the last time you told me you love me? when, jennie?!"

jennie ran her hand through her hair in frustration. "i love you, of course i do, y/n! you're supposed to know that! and i thought you knew the risks of dating an idol?!"

"i knew, jennie! oh god. i knew! i. fucking. knew! but you promised me!" you prodded her chest, making her stumble with each harsh word you hurled at her. "you promised me that you'd make time for me."

"i understand if you're busy, jennie. grab your phone and give me a call, a text, or whatever you prefer. make someone else let me know, your managers, the girls—i don't care, just let me know! how much time does that take away from your work, huh?" you asked.

"minutes, jennie! not even a minute!" you yelled, gathering your hair in your hands to keep from injuring yourself because you were seconds away from punching the nearest wall.

you didn't, however, because you didn't want to scare away your girlfriend. you didn't want to hurt her or anyone else. you didn't want to instill fear in her because all you wanted was for her to understand your point. you weren't that kind of person; you were sweet and patient. you can't just take pain over and over because you, too, have a limit.

jennie knew that. 

she watched your face contort from anger to pain, just pain, as she was stunned by your outburst. jennie felt your pain twice as much because she was the source of it all.

"i just want you to make time for me, jennie, and i want you to rest because i see you're tired."

you were both crying and sobbing, but your vision was too blurry from your tears to see your girlfriend. you backed up, sobbing pitifully as you tried to wipe away your tears, but they kept falling.

jennie's heart sank and she took a step forward, but you turned around. she reached for your hand, but you smacked it away and cast another glare over your shoulders, as if her touching you would burn you. you wanted her to touch you because you missed your girlfriend's touch, even if it was painful, but you were too upset right now.

"don't touch me."

your girlfriend was taken aback by the venom in your tone and you walked around the couch, picking up the previously discarded coat as you made your way to the door. jennie realized it a little late, but she dashed over to stop you.

"no, no, no!" jennie begged, panicked thoughts racing through her mind as she wrapped her arms around your waist from behind, preventing you from reaching the door.

"don't touch me. let me go." you hissed, easily overpowering her and removing her arms from around you.

"please, don't go, baby!"

when you slipped out the door, jennie stumbled but cried out. she tried to chase you down, but you were already gone. the idol walked back home, sobbing, as she realized she might be alone tonight or even forever.

she was terrified by the thought.

you had work, too. 

you were busy, too. 

but you've never used your job as an excuse to skip a date night or any other event in her life.

she, on the other hand, forgot about your date night, birthday, and anniversary.

nonetheless, you stayed.

and yet, every time she came home, you always greeted her with a sad yet gentle smile, whispering an it's okay into her ear and guiding her through the exhausting night filled with anxious thoughts.

you never once mentioned being busy as jennie's friend and girlfriend.

the cat-eyed idol collapsed by the door, so she curled up there, leaning against the door frame, waiting for your arrival. if she made you wait for days and hours, it wouldn't hurt to wait for you out in the cold this time.

jennie had no idea how long it had been. one hour? or two? she didn't mind because all that mattered was that she was there when you got home. however, due to exhaustion from work and the argument tonight, she couldn't help but close her eyes, despite her best efforts to keep them open.

it was dangerous to sleep out there in the middle of the night, but jennie was knocked out before she knew it. she had nightmares about you packing your bags when you got home and she even had visions of you not returning at all. she shivered at the door, not because she was cold, but because she was afraid you would abandon her.

jennie felt a gentle swipe on her cheek and her eyes shot open in fear that it was someone else, but her racing heart calmed down when she saw your blank face. only then did she realize how tired you were; the bags under your eyes and the way your lips pursed in a thin line made her sob once more.

"y/n/n…" jennie whimpered as she reached for your shoulders, attempting to wrap her arms around you. she was afraid you didn't want her touch, but you let her. she jumped on you, sobbing and burying her face in your neck. 

your warmth was almost strange given how long she had been away from you, but it provided her with the comfort she needed.

"idiot." you whispered as you hooked an arm under her thighs. "you're an idiot for sleeping here."

you carried the small woman inside and proceeded to your shared bedroom. jennie felt the bed welcoming her and drew back with bloodshot eyes to watch you settle into your side of the bed.

"no..." jennie whimpered. she didn't want to be away from you, so she climbed on top of you, straddling your waist and laying on your body.

for a brief moment, you were silent as you gathered your thoughts, your arms not snaking around her waist as usual, causing jennie's heart to break even more.

"you should've told me if you didn't want to go on a date."

jennie shook her head frantically in response to your words and your voice fell silent. you were on the verge of giving up. "no, please. i wanted to, i swear. but i'm an idiot for standing you up and i'm so sorry."

you chuckled, but it was emotionless; it was just a huff, a sign of exhaustion. "i heard that last week and the few other weeks before that, jennie."

shaking her head, the cat-eyed woman drew back to look you in the eyes. "i swear i'll make it up to you!"

"that, too."

jennie's world came crashing down around her, and she bit her lip to keep another sob from erupting from her throat. you finally looked her in the eyes and reached up to pull her lips from between her teeth. she remembered you telling her to stop because it was damaging her soft lips.

"do you even love me?" you whispered.

your pleading tone made jennie cry. to think you were beginning to doubt that hurt her. she clenched her fists around your shirt, resting her brow on your cheek.

"i love you. i do, a lot."

"i don't see it."

you felt tears fall down your cheeks, but they weren't yours. it was jennie's and you would have cried too if you hadn't drained them all over the last few weeks. the thought had been bothering you since last month and it was the cause of your sleepless nights.

but every time jennie agreed to the dates you were trying to set up, you'd forget about it, only for it to return when she forgot.

you let out a sigh. "let's sleep. we'll talk tomorrow about... whatever this is."

with that, you went to sleep. jennie stayed on top of you all night, and you'd wake up to the shiver wracking her body as she tried to silence her sob in your neck at the thought of you possibly breaking up with her the next morning. you'd only sigh, and it took a while for you to wrap your arms around her, one hand on her back, running up and down, shushing her.

when jennie was finally able to calm herself and fall asleep, you followed suit.

you awoke with no weight on top of you, causing you to sigh. did you really expect her to be there when you woke up? pathetic. you clicked your tongue and stood up; your muscles begged you to go back to bed, but your throat was scratchy from all the crying the night before.

you made your way downstairs, a blanket wrapped around you to protect you from the biting cold, barely registering the noise in the kitchen, but you came to a halt when you saw her. she was moving around the kitchen with her back to you. there was food on the table, mostly your favorites, and she was making your favorite drink right now.

you stood there, checking to make sure you weren't hallucinating and screaming at your brain to let go of the illusion. however, she turned around, her eyes widening at the sight of you, and she jumped in surprise, spilling some of the hot drink onto her hand.

you shot forward, leaving the blanket behind, as she hissed in pain. you grabbed the drink and dragged her injured hand to the sink. you put both of them under the faucet and let the water run over the burn. jennie was initially hesitant, but she soon found herself melting against you and relieved when you rested your head against hers.

"i'm sorry." your girlfriend was the first to break the silence and you merely hummed. "i know my mistakes and i won't do it again. i will make time for you. i will make it up to you."

"and i'm sorry for saying we were okay. i'm a complete idiot." jennie added, watching your thumb caress the burn under the cold running water.

you sighed and reached for a towel to dry her hands gently. "look, it doesn't matter. all i want is for you to rest."

jennie turned to face you, a determined expression on her face. "no, i'll rest and make it up to you. i'm sorry it took me being afraid you'd leave me to realize i needed to make time for you."

"and for yourself."

your girlfriend nodded. "and for myself."

you sighed and leaned down, kissing her on the temple. jennie nuzzled up to you like the cat she is.

"please. please keep your words this time. i'm begging."

jennie gave you a firm nod and took your face in her hands, watching you lean into her touch. "i promise i will."

as your lips finally met, you shoulders sagged in relief. jennie returned the kiss with equal, if not greater, passion. 

her arms were wrapped around your shoulders, one hand on the back of your head to keep you in place. you had yours wrapped around her waist, longing for her touch. 

as your lips moved feverishly against each other, there was a promise, a vow, that she'd do everything she said today in this kitchen.

jennie pulled back, panting, and rested her head against your brow. "i called the company."

you hummed, hope lighting up within you.

"i managed to convince them to give me a break." she said happily.

you returned it. "i assume with threats?"

jennie gave a nod. "of course." she said.

when a smirk appeared on your lips, she took pride in it. "that's my girl." you said.

tears welled up in jennie's eyes, and you reached out to wipe them away with one hand. "i love you, sweetheart."

jennie sniffled. "i love you, my love, and i'm so sorry."

jennie sobbed once more in your arms, swaying as you hummed a song. it took her a few moments to calm down, but once she did, she pulled back to look at you again.

"did i mention it's a month off? a two even." she smiled, her eyes still welling up. she was just waiting for lisa to respond to their group chat messages.

you furrowed your brow. "did you get the girls involved as well?" you teased, but you were still happy.

"they got themselves involved, y/n/n." she corrected.

you laughed, knowing that the girls would have jennie's back at any time. besides, they had to lock you both in a closet to force you to confess to each other, jisoo's idea, because watching you dance around each other's feelings was agonizing.

"where do you want to go?" jennie said.

you hummed while pecking her lips. "wherever you want to go, baby."

jennie pouted. "i want you to decide."

you kissed the pout away and led her to the table. "okay, i have a few ideas, but let's talk about it over breakfast because the food is getting cold."

jennie nodded in agreement, but pulled you in for another long kiss. 

she had missed this. 

she had missed you. 

"i love you. thank you for being patient with me, but i'll make it up to you, y/n/n."

"i love you, too, jen."

nikko note: hi, hi! i'm not really the best at writing angst, so i'm sorry if this is not that good. but still, thank you so much for reading and i hope you enjoyed this one!

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

Anyone from the HoM crew ever been ‘shloomped’ into the Nomicon? Whether on accident or them purposely opening the book out of curiosity?

(aaaaaaaa ive been agonizing about this ask because) sadly due to Plot Reasons for this au no one had/will have a chance to (so far)! but its such a good idea goddarn (getting schloomped into nomicon is up there with all of them visiting ghost zone!) i might just try to somehow fit that in the main plot xD

you are so freaking big-brained its an amazing idea so i had to sorta doodle it???

[aespicysstuff]

Blackpink reaction:

Their girlfriend calling them 'Wife'

(I didn't revised this, so ..sorry for any typos)

Jisoo: 

- You guys had headed off to some cozy coffee shop that had like a mini library there, you guys walked inside  feeling the warmth and the comfortable smell of coffee. You told her that you were going to order it so she could just look around.

- “So I would like to have a hot choco and lemon cake, my wife will have a coffee and strawberry cake.”

- Oh boy! She turned so fast to look at you that she was certain that she broke her neck, YOU CALLED HER WHAT? Her heart was hammering in her chest right now.

- Since your arms were linked you literally brought her to your table. She was still looking at you with wide eyes, but the spark was visible there.

- “What?” You asked, touching your face to see if something was on it. Jisoo couldn't help the big beautiful smile that appeared on her face alongside the blush too.

- “So...I'm your wife now?” This time she had a teasing smirk on her face and you were the one blushing, “W-well...eventually...I hope.” You manage to get out through your embarrassment.

- Jisoo's smile only became more brightly, and soon after you guys were in a comfortable conversation while enjoying you guys order.

- Jisoo couldn't deny that the idea of having you calling her WIFE officially was tempting and she couldn't wait for this day to come, she's sure you're the one.

Jennie:

- You're a famous streamer, so it came as a surprise when you guys' relationship was announced online. Well, it actually was an accident.

- You had just opened your stream and were talking with your chat, when she came inside, till this moment everything was fine because you positioned your cam in a way that wouldn't catch her face.

- Your chat knew that you had a girlfriend, but you never “revealed” because she had asked for it, so chat always respected that even though they were curious to know who she is.

- You guys have a great relationship and dynamic, they even call you mama playfully, and after discovering about your girlfriend they call her mom.

- So like a routine of 2 mothers talking with their hundreds of children, she (Jennie) walks inside your studio with a bowl of fruit salad covered in condensed milk and puts it beside your mouse, going to give a head kiss when she froze in her place.

- “Thank you my wife!” You kissed her cheek and gave her your cutest puppy smile.

- “WHAT YOU JUST CALLED ME WOMAN?!?” (I just picture her so shocked and flustered while screaming this.) She screamed while hitting your arm out of embarrassment.

- She stopped, frozen in place while looking at you like a deer caught in the headlights, she hoped your chat wouldn't recognise her voice.

- It's good to say that they did recognise her voice and her lips, that came to view after she screamed at you.

- ‘WAIT! Y/N GIRL IS JENNIE???’

‘LUCKY BITCH!’

‘ARIANA WHAT YOU DOING HERE???’

- It's also good to say that this small moment was eternalized in a clip and everyone was aware of you guys' relationship.

- You pushed Jennie to sit on your lap as there was no need to hide anymore. “Yes guys, this is my beautiful and amazing wife, I hope you guys can respect us and be happy too.” You squeezed her hand trying to comfort her.

- “Hello guys!” Jennie said shyly and hid her face in her hands right after, and that's how you guys end up playing some games and answering some questions about your relationship.

- Jennie smiled while looking at you, she knew that you guys would have to go through some stupid people, because bitch! is Jennie that we are talking about, people hate on her as a hobby, but with you next to her makes her feel more safe.

- And yes! Wedding bells are ringing in her mind already.

Rosé:

- It happened on the Oscar red carpet, you as a new rising actress in Hollywood was nominated for one of the statuette.

- You of course invited your lovely girlfriend as your plus one, and a spoiler! You guys were the talk of the moment, THE RISING ACTRESS AND THE WORLDWIDE KPOP STAR TOGETHER BABY!

- So right now here you guys were posing for the photos, you were Dressed in a simple all black suit with a corset and some jewelry, your hair was free and wild with your gorgeous curls, and Rosé was dressed in a elegant backless black dress, she black gloves on and her hair was slightly curly.

- Soon after you were being called for an interview, Rosé gave a peck and settled herself with some of you guys' staff not far from you, she was able to hear you perfectly fine, so imagine her face getting red like a tomato and her eyes widened after hearing you calling her wife.

- The guy in the interview you had asked who you had bought as your plus one and you said, “My lovely wife, Rosé, she has been by my side since day one. She was the light that I needed on some harsh nights, so I couldn't not bring her as my plus one.”

- Stop it!! You're going to make her cry, Rosé felt like her heart was about to explode with the amount of love that she has for you and this feeling keeps growing day by day.

- You had finished up the interview and headed to where she was, “It's time to get inside baby- NO! It's W I F E! Now come on, an Oscar is waiting for you, my wife.” 

- I don't even need to say that she's gonna marry you…

Lisa:

- You had been scrolling through tiktok for a long time now, you were alone and bored, Lisa was practicing with the girls and you were left alone in your guys apartment, okay, you had your children with you.

- You found an interesting video of a compilation of girls calling their boyfriend's husband and recorded their reaction, so you thought ‘Why not do this with your Lali? Besides, you were missing her so it would be a win-win situation.

- You put your shoe and coat on, made sure that everything was fine, locked the door and got inside your car, driving off  to grab some coffee and snacks for her and the girls.

- Fast forward and you were right in front of their dance room door knocking on it, seeing Jisoo opening it for you.

- “Y/n? What are you doing here?” the older woman asked you, holding the bags with their coffees and snacks. “Oh! I'm here to deliver you guys this.” You pointed to the bag, “and also because I miss my wife, aka, Lalisa.” You said walking inside the room after Jisoo made space for you to enter.

- There you saw a smiling duck, your girlfriend Lisa, she had heard your voice and yes, she heard you calling her wife, and that's why you guys almost hit the ground after she decided to jump on you out of nowhere.

- The girls only laughed and snickered at your guys cute moment and decided to sit a little bit far away from you guys to give y'all some privacy.

- Miss Manoban was giggling and kissing you everywhere, gosh she was smitten by you!

- “Can you call me wife again?” She asked you with those big doe eyes, giving you a hard time to say no.

- “Hi wife!” You with a smile on your face as she was squealing like a teenager, can't blame her, she's just so enamored by that just the thought of this happening one day gives her so many butterflies.

[writemekpop]

Typa Girl | Jennie Kim

Summary: You're the type of girl who runs away after a one night stand, but can Jennie make you change your mind?

Genre: FWB Jennie, suggestive, smutty

Word Count: 0.5k

Jennie was fast asleep.

She was completely naked - the duvet bunched around her waist, exposing her smooth, toned back. Her long dark hair was ruffled from your fingers twisting in it last night. 

The butterfly tattoo on the curve over her lower back peaked out from beneath the duvet. You resisted the urge to press your lips to it. 

It was almost 6AM – which meant it was time to go. Sex was fun, but that meet-the-parents-move-in-together-shit, that was not for you. 

Except Jennie wasn't like the other girls you had dated. She was sincere and savage and not very funny, but it didn't matter because she still made you laugh.

Not to mention, you finished twice last night, almost three times (so, so close). 

And there was her perfect body, with her delicious curves and manicured nails that dug into your skin in the most pleasurable way…

Pull yourself together, Y/n… you thought. You’re no sappy romantic.

You were creeping out of bed - when you heard a rustle.

Jennie. 

"Come back to bed," she mumbled, still half-asleep. 

Jennie had just one puffy eye slightly open. Usually she was icy and untouchable, but right now, with her messy hair and slightly red cheeks, she was adorable. 

You felt a pull in your chest you'd never felt before. Something inside you was craving her warm touch, her plump lips, her hands round your waist. 

At the same time, you felt a twinge of fear. You barely knew this girl. If you allowed yourself to trust her, she could break your heart into a million pieces...

Taking a shaky breath, you climbed back into bed beside Jennie. You could take this one day at a time - not thinking about the future.

Jennie wrapped her arms around you and nuzzled into your neck. Slowly, you felt your muscles relaxing as you melted into her touch. 

"I don't... normally do this," you whispered, cheeks warming.  

Jennie pressed her lips to your skin. "Shh, sleep, baby."

Wrapped up in Jennie’s warmth, let your eyelids fall shut. 

(Maybe you could get used to this.)

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MAIN MASTERLIST

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[authorforrosie]

How blackpink takes care of their female S/O after being intimate for the first time

Jisoo

• massages your bare body everywhere. Since she knows how sore you are.

•checks up on you a lot.

• gives you apologizing kisses everywhere when she went too rough in her 'mommy‘ mode.

•surprise you the next day with pain medicine and breakfast to bed.

Jennie

• Checks up on you every once in a while.

•gives you so much care that you look at her dreamily.

•takes a bath with you to calm you down.

•She tells you to rest in bed or couch the next few days after.

•apologizing kisses when you whimper in pain.

•Surprise you with cute praises, baby girl pet name and breakfast at bed.

Rosé

•massaging your bare body with her talented hands.

•get‘s in bathtub with you to calm you down.

•calling you baby girl all the time.

•gives you apologizing kisses and pouts when she notices you in pain.

•always checks up on you.

Lisa

• Always checks up on you.

•Massages your whole bare body with massage oil after taking a bath with you.

•Makes a bath for you both to calm you down.

•Doesn’t hesitate to carry you everywhere for a few days.

•Praises you none stop for being such a good baby girl. She already told you at your second date together that she wants to be called mommy.

•Shows how grateful she is for being your first and appreciates how much she is thankful for your trust in her.

•Helps Jennie to cook breakfast for you since she wants to surprise you with breakfast in bed. She put a red rose on the tray, tickets for candle light dinner date together and cute cat necklace.

[kimwxlers]

TASKMASTER: SERIES 15, "I Love to Squander Promise"

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[jentledaisies]

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . You're Attacked But They Think You're Trying To Escape

[ gif by @lisanamjoon ]

→ ❝ in which you’re attacked and run away but they believe you’re trying to escape them ❞

Warning: Stockholm Syndrom, manipulative behavior, blood/injuries, weapons[knives, guns], murder(semi-graphic), profanity, yandere

- fully got this idea from @ninetailedfoxmanchi post here ! it’s for bts n when i read it i was like “wow, kinda wanna write a version of that for our girls” no but really, for all my fellow army's here, pls check them out!

disclaimer: This is not in any way shape or form a representation of Jisoo, Jennie, Rosè, Lisa, or Blackpink as a whole. All reactions, actions, thoughts, words, and general emotions are fiction and created by me. The behavior shown in these reactions is toxic and unhealthy, but fantasized in a romantic way for simply that, fantasy. None of this should be taken seriously or sought after in real life, or performed. please do not romanticize this behavior/mindset in real life as it is unhealthy and toxic, and if you or anyone you know is in such an environment, should be taken out of immediately. Again, this blog is purely fiction, and all acts taken place in this blog should remain so.

↳ None of my characters, yandere or otherwise, will ever nor would ever perform, act, or consider sexual activities of any sort without consent. full stop. Any and all sexual acts are done with the full consent of all parties taking place. i will never, ever, ever write otherwise or even consider writing otherwise. disclaimer 2: as this is a reaction for all four separate members of blackpink, there will be discrepancies in the length of each. not all will be the same length and this is for no other reason than that i as the author attempting to prevent run-ons and unnecessary additions to that part of the story. the length of each reaction in no way shape or form a show of favoritism or dislike towards any member. literally ever. pls stop putting those ridiculous accusations in my inbox, it's a vv far reach. ↳ some AUs for the yandere!blackpink reactions will be based on other folklore/mythology. (yandere!goddess , etc) these reactions will not be accurate to the true mythology/folklore but rather variations and adaptions made to assist the reaction/world of the reaction.

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The apartment is quiet, save for the soft sound of flipping pages, coming from the book you're currently reading. Your lover had to head to work early today due to a significant issue brought up at last night's mission. She didn't tell you when she would be home, but she said she could either be home early or late. You were hoping for early because as much as you hated to admit it, her presence around you and with you is more than something you're used to, it's something you crave.

And the silence with her gone was deafening. You have never hated being alone so much before.

The book in your hands loses your interest as you take to just flipping the pages, eyes trailing over the extremely large penthouse. According to her, this was the very first house she had purchased in which she lived alone. Before then she had mainly lived with the other three inner circle members, whom she considered her true sisters. It's large, much too large for one person, or even two, but she was mature enough to admit she enjoyed showing off her wealth in her house. According to her, when you became her lover, you made this more than just her house, you made it your home.

But since then, the two of you had been looking at other places to move to, not because you disliked this apartment but because you both wished to move somewhere that you could begin to truly build your life together. After all, she had more than enough money.

The list had narrowed down to four properties, based on all of the things you said you liked and wanted, and then she turned the responsibility of picking the final home out to you, so she could know that you truly love the home the two of you would go to.

And as the book starts to reach the last of its pages your eyes are drawn to the folders on the coffee table with the location pictures, interior pictures, dimension sizing, building rating, site history, etc. All the information you needed to make the most informed decision possible without leaving your current home. Of course, sans the pricing and all. She stated up and down that she would simply buy the building (and possibly the land it's on) and leave it all signed to you in a contract, that way should anything ever happen to her she could still take care of you.

The last page flips and the cover joins the rest of the book. You frown at the now closed book for a second -you forgot to put a bookmark in your spot- before setting it on the table to grab the folders instead. Since you have the time to kill, you may as well start looking over these.

You're unsure how much time passes with you flipping through each folder and creating a pro/con list in your notebook but you do know that you've gone over all of them twice when the door to the apartment starts to turn, the distinct sound of the lock clicking open causing you to stand and turn eagerly.

"Hey! I'm glad you're back because I think I know which one I like..." Your voice trails away as an unfamiliar woman steps through the door, shutting it softly but not locking it.

"Sorry," The corner of her lips curve up. "I don't think it was me you were expecting."

You're immediately taken with a sense of uneasiness and dread, your girlfriend had never introduced you to any other member of her gang. Only the other inner circle members. In fact, she always swore that she'd never bring any other member into your home.

"W-Who are you?" Your voice is shaky as you figure out the answer to your question before she answers. Though the slight drop in her mouth lets you know that she notices.

"I'm a friend of-"

"That's a lie." You cut her off before she can say your lover's name, unsure of what you were doing in exposing her lie. You were one person who had never really been trained past basic self-defense against a possible enemy gang member. "I asked who you are."

She just smiles wickedly as she slips a small blade into her hand. "Jung Ji-Ho wishes to simply say hello. It's not you who he wants, but I suppose you will do."

With that, she lunges toward you, faster than you expected, and creates a large cut on your arm as you attempt to run away. Your notebook flies under the sofa and the pictures go everywhere as you make a mad dash to the front door, the woman fast behind you. She reaches out and yanks you back by your hair, a scream leaving you as you pull away, leaving strands of your hair in her hand. She goes to cut you again and you don't think as you grab the knife with one hand and hit her face with the other.

"Hit between the eyes," M/N had told you. "It'll stun them enough for you to get away. Don't worry, I'll be there to save you then."

She flinches away, dragging the blade painfully across your palm, which leaves a bloody imprint as you throw open the door and rush out, heading to the private elevator. And just to your luck it opens, and you run in, not to an empty elevator, but into the arms of your love.

She was here to save you now, but you look up into her eyes, and you're only met with burning anger and bitter betrayal.

Kim Jisoo

[ gif by @intolisa ]

"And where do you think you're going, Darling?" Jisoo always looks cold but somehow she manages to look even more so as she stares at you, locking her hands onto your arms to hold you in place.

"Jisoo! You're here!" You shout in surprise, ready to tell your lover about the situation, but she misunderstands your rush to be fear of being caught.

She pushes you back with force, albeit gently, her hands locked tightly on your forearms. Her eyes bore into your own and you're frozen in place, forgetting everything as fear creeps up your spine. The elevator lets out a soft ding and the doors start to close behind her, snapping you from your stupor.

"We need to go!" You shout and lunge towards the buttons, stopping as she yanks you back, eyes steely and blank.

"Excuse me? We are not going anywhere but back into our home." She punctuates her words by tugging you closer.

"No, you don't understand-"

"I think I understand pretty well." Jisoo's voice is cold, devoid of any emotion although you can tell she's hurt. "What, you didn't think I'd come home on time? Were you wishing I stayed late? You thought you could just, slip away, and I wouldn't notice that my heart was gone?!"

You jump as she shouts the last words, hands reaching for her on instinct to calm her, and blood smears on her white t-shirt, the red handprint almost seeming like paint.

"I'm so sorry!" You blurt, your hands reaching forward in an instinctive attempt to wipe it off, but to no surprise, you end up smearing it more and reminding yourself of the situation. "Shit. Ok no, Jisoo please, we need to go now. Please."

Jisoo raises an eyebrow at your pleading, finally taking a moment to survey her surroundings once your blood smears on her shirt. The small, lines on the wall from where you stumbled through, the way the apartment door isn't even fully closed. The panic in your eyes and the injuries on your body.

Finally understanding she pushes you behind her gently, reaching for her brass knuckles as the door opens and the attacker steps out. Her glare sets deeper into her face, pushing the guilt of how she spoke to you away to focus on this scum that thought they could hurt her girl.

"Your name. Now." Jisoo simply demands, not in the mood to hear any excuses from the woman's mouth.

Clearly, the lady wasn't expecting the calm and almost bored demeanor that Jisoo had, given that she was standing so defensively and with her knives held tight. Your blood shines on the blades and catches your lover's eyes.

Jisoo glares so intensely at the woman that her knees start to shake, but it's not enough. She steps forward, scoffing as the attacker takes two steps back, and does it again. The dance continues until the attacker is up against a wall, holding out her knives as a pitiful defense. She can barely even blink before Jisoo punches her, breaking her nose immediately with her brass-enforced knuckles.

"What? You're not happy to see me?" Jisoo teases with a cruel pout, laughing slightly. "I thought that's what you wanted."

She doesn't wait for any response before she hits again, this time the woman's stomach. The screaming huff that leaves her makes you wince, but you don't move from the spot you're in, and try as you might you can't seem to tear your eyes away either.

"You know what? I don't need your name," Jisoo slams her fist into her face again, knocking her down. "I'll get it out of you later. Little bitch. Thought you could break in and hurt my girl? MY GIRL! Consider yourself very lucky I don't kill you here. Or don't, a faster death may be more merciful than what I have planned for you."

Jisoo slams her fist down again, but the woman is unresponsive, only her shallow breathing alerting the two of you to her undead state. Blood is splattered on your lover's hands and all over the unconscious woman's face. She huffs as she sits back, staring in amusement at the blood-covered woman, before remembering you.

"Darling," Her voice is a quiet sort of remorseful as she turns to face you, eyes saddening as you flinch. "I'm sorry. I should have listened to you."

"I-It's okay." You stutter, not even believing in yourself.

"No, it is not 'okay.' You are injured and bleeding and without even taking notice of your pain I inflicted more. Forgive me, please." This time Jisoo's voice wavers, shame filtering in.

You step forward, hesitant, and then move more surely until you can wrap your arms around her waist and bury your head in her neck. The tears come quickly after.

"I was so scared." You sob shocking Jisoo who has her hands in fists at her side. Scared that it's her you're speaking of. "When she came in I thought it was you but then she-"

You shake as you cry, Jisoo now wrapping her own arms around you, realizing the terror that must've stricken you at the intruder. She doesn't let you continue, holding you close by your waist and your head, placing kisses on the side.

"I'm here. I'm here and your safe, my darling." She soothes your hair, shuffling to move you both into the penthouse. Her neck strains as she hides the anger in her voice at the damage, knowing you were the one attacked during it. "I'll always protect you. I swear."

She pulls away once the two of your reach the staircase, helping you up while texting some members to pick up the woman in the hallway. She'd take care of the mess after she took care of your injuries.

You didn't want to sit on the expensive couch, your arm and hand still bleeding heavily so the two of you enter the en suite where she has you sit on the counter. Pulling out the emergency aid kit that Lisa left at all the members' houses she chuckles wryly.

"I never thought it'd be you being patched up with this. Or ever." Jisoo jokes wryly, regret lacing her voice as she finishes washing the wounds, wincing when you did.

The cuts aren't as deep as she thought, all the blood just making them seem to like it. Jisoo's eyebrows scrunch as she focuses on disinfecting the wounds, keeping your mind off of the pain as her lips part a little. Even when she's pouring rubbing alcohol over open wounds of yours, she remains beautiful.

Jisoo recalls how Lisa told her that cuts that are big enough to bleed but not too deep like yours don't need stitches. Just a wrap. The white gauze makes Jisoo feel sick.

The fact that you're bleeding under there makes Jisoo even sicker.

"No offense but, shouldn't we ask Lisa to do this?" The question makes Jisoo laugh.

"I've done this plenty of times too! Just because I never went to med school." She grumbles as she helps you down and onto the bed. "Wait here for a moment."

She pecks your cheek as she leaves the room to fetch some tea, slipping a bit of a sedative into it, just to make sure you rest well. Walking back into the room she finds you already fluffing the pillows and in your pajamas.

"That's not waiting." She 'tsks' as she hands you the cup, raising an eyebrow as you down it like a shot. "Try and get some rest, Darling."

"Aren't you staying?" With the way your face freezes in fear, Jisoo can't bring herself to tell you that she was in fact leaving, just for a little bit.

"I'm just going to clean up the apartment before I join you. Too much adrenaline." So instead she smiles sweetly while lying. She'd leave after you slept and be back before you awoke anyway.

"Ok. I love you." Your eyes start to shut and your voice slurs as she pecks your forehead.

"I love you too, Bunny."

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Your eyes feel weighed down when you rouse from your slumber, the room pitch black except for the light streaming in as the door opens. Jisoo walks in and in your hazy vision, you can make out the way she shrugs off her jacket, throwing it into the trash. Her dark red shirt followed soon after.

As your eyes give in to the weight a nagging voice in the back of your head reminds you that she was wearing a white shirt when she left.

Kim Jennie

[ gif by @jaennie ]

"Well, hello my love." Jennie just stares at you in surprise, but her sweet smile still spreads across her face, even though her eyes don't reflect it. "Quite funny meeting you out here...when you are meant to be in there."

Jennie's grip is gentle on you, but firm as she holds your waist and one of your hands as though leading you in a dance.

"Although, why you didn't just say you wanted to go out," her voice is chilly despite the twinge of love hidden within. "I would've taken you anywhere you asked."

"Jennie!" You know the shock on your face probably makes the situation look worse given how her face falters.

"Y/N," She starts a deep sigh escaping her. "What are you doing? And, please, just tell me the truth."

You can tell exactly what Jennie thinks you were doing and your heart breaks at how hurt you know she must feel. How her smile is so so sweet, but her eyes are cold to hide how she really feels.

"It's not what you think." You wince when you say that, you don't even know why you said that. "No! I mean, it's not...that."

"It's not what?" Jennie's smile tightens. "Tell me what it is."

"It's...There's someone in the apartment!" You can't understand why it took so long to get the words out, but Jennie's reaction is immediate. Her smile falls and her eyes dart to the door that's closed only partly.

"I don't know who she is b-but she said she knew you. I figured that was a lie but she attacked me when I went to leave! Please, I would never do that to you. I promised." Your words start to jumble as you speak as fast as you can but she understands, she always understands you.

"Where are you hurt, my love." Jennie's voice becomes soft, her shoulders loosen and her eyes sweeten. Her eyes are drawn to your bloody arm and the cut on your hand. Quickly, she sheds her blouse, leaving her in just a tank top, so she can quickly wrap it around your arm.

"Do me a favor and go in the elevator. Close the doors and wait for a bit." She tells you quickly as the door starts to open. She pulls out her gun and checks the mag before placing a kiss on your head. "Go."

"Please don't get hurt." The lady steps out of the apartment, her hair a mess and eyes glaring. Your blood stains her hand and the knife that she grips tighter when she sees your lover.

You turn quickly, dashing into the metal box, and hit the button that closes the doors before crouching in the furthest corner and hiding your ears in your hands.

You can hear Jennie scream something, but her voice is muffled by both the doors and your hands, but the slam against said doors causes the box to rattle, and a small shriek to escape you. Another shout comes but it's not from Jennie, you assume it's the other woman. A gunshot finally rings, and this time you know it's from Jennie's gun, and another bang follows. Two more ring out in quick succession, and the other woman's wails ring in your ears.

You flinch back, trying to almost dig yourself into the mirror backing of the elevator as more screams ring out. you can almost make out the pleas in them from your hands over your ears, and you feel a chill creep up your back as a faint sound of a laugh comes through.

All too soon there is another very loud slam against the elevator doors, and more gunshots ring out until a trickle of red liquid drips through the cracks. Bile rises in your throat and you scoot as far as you can into the mirrored wall, slipping as the blood pool inches closer and closer.

Ding!

The doors open and you see Jennie kick something away, and with the large thump that follows you realize it was probably the body.

"My love," She sighs as she sees your curled-up body scorching away from the blood, her eyes soften into gentle flames and her lips pout. "I am so sorry. Oh, you're hurt and I didn't even notice-"

"Please just hug me." You cut her off as you stand up, eyes still trained on the devilish red liquid on the floor. She doesn't hesitate, stepping directly into the puddle to engulf your in her arms, causing you to look away.

With much ease, she picks up your legs to have them wrap around her waist and carries you simply down the hallway until she can enter the apartment, being met with the flipped-over table and papers everywhere...and your blood covering the handle of the door. Her heart sinks as she sees the damage and feels your soft breath on the crook of her neck from where your head is hidden. She steps over the scattered pictures to enter the guest bathroom, softly placing you on the counter with a kiss on your head.

She silently pulls out her aid kit, avoiding your eyes in shame as she pulls out a cloth to wipe the excess blood away. You don't flinch as the wet cloth turns red but the rubbing alcohol is different. You're clumsy but you very rarely have such large cuts, so the stinging sensation, while not new, is still quite painful for you. At the whimper that leaves your lips, Jennie pulls away as though being burned, hands resting at her sides as her fists clench.

"I'm sorry." Her lips thin as she forces herself to continue disinfecting. "I'm so sorry."

The trace of tears on her waterline shocks you but at the same time, you almost expect them. They hurt you more than the alcohol finding its way into your open wound though so your reach your unharmed hand up to brush them away.

"Stop saying you're sorry." You make her look at you, meeting her eyes gently. "You saved me. Just like you promised me."

"Always. I'll always save you. But you're hurt and I tried to make assumptions before I helped ease the pain."

"But you understood anyway. So stop saying you're sorry." She looks back down as you smile reassuringly and you figure it's time to move on from the topic. "I think I picked a house."

"What?" Jennie looks up, puzzled at the topic.

"From the four you brought me. I think I know which one I like the most." You smile at her before frowning. "Oh, but I had written it all down in my notebook, but I don't know where it went after I threw everything."

"That's fine! I can go find it!" Jennie turns to go look but you hook your arm around her waist.

"Can you finish wrapping my arm? I don't think I'll be able to tie it on my own, then we can look at them again together."

Jennie turns around with a sheepish smile, quickly finishing the wrap on your arm, and pressing a kiss to your hand after. She rushes out of the bathroom after ordering you to stay in there for a bit longer and when you do come out the living room looks like nothing happened. Jennie pulls you to the couch and has you sit on her lap while she opens your notebook and the pro/con lists.

Every now and then your eyes drift up to look at the shoes that still have blood covered on them, waiting for the gang's cleanup crew to come to grab them. Jennie steals your attention away with kisses when you do.

Park Chaeyoung｜Rosé

[ gif by @jaennie ]

Chaeyoung's face is much calmer than her eyes. In fact, if you didn't know her so well you wouldn't think anything was wrong.

"Well aren't you in a rush? Careful, Sweets, you might hurt yourself." She leans down as she says that, almost mockingly. It's not hard to guess how the dots connected for her, it'd be hard to see the scene as anything else. Especially so soon after you had told her that no matter what, you would never leave her.

"Rosie, help me. Please." You're shaking though, from the complete terror of the person who entered your home, so you can't seem to focus on anything but asking for help. For begging your hero to save you the way she always does.

Rosie raises an eyebrow, taking in everything in the hallway, calmly and violently. Her sweet love, so soft and kind was shaking in her arms, bleeding and crying. Oh, she would burn whoever did this to the ground.

"Where?" Rosie calmly pulls her gun out and changes the clip, having emptied it earlier at 'work'. "Where is the dead man walking?"

"S-She's inside still. I pushed her a bit hard." You flinch away from your girlfriend as you say that scared at how quickly she arms herself with two guns and brass knuckles.

Rosie places her gun behind her back again, instead reaching forward to place her hands on your face and meet her eyes with yours. "Sweetheart, breath. I am here and no one will touch you like that again. I can promise you that."

You meet her eyes with shaky panic, shivering as though it was snowing though the hallway was heated. "Do you promise?"

"I swear on my life, I will personally see to the destruction of anybody who dares harm you," Rosie answers you with unwavering confidence and the trembling in your body stops. Your shoulders are still tensed like a brick wall and with the way you flinch into her when the door to your apartment opens again, Rosie almost falls over.

She pulls you behind her and pulls her gun out, making the woman across the hall freeze. Rosé aims her gun at her, turning her body to face you when she sees that the attacker isn't going to make a move. She places a soft kiss on your forehead, brushing away a tear as she pulls away.

"I'll just be a moment, Sweets."

She turns around and before she can even blink shoots a shot into the attacker's right knee. You don't see, but a cruel smile crosses her face as she hears the scream tear itself from the woman's throat. For her, it's her favorite noise from her enemies, and that woman was currently enemy number 1.

She tucks her gun away as she steps closer to the woman collapsed on the ground, she wanted to make her suffer and a gun was much too...clean.

She stands over the woman who's struggling to save face, attempting a glare at Rosé but struggling to hold the scream behind her lips. Without any feeling, Rosé brings her heeled boot back and hits a strong kick to the woman's ribs. This time you can see the faint shake in your girlfriend's shoulders as she chuckles.

Rosé bends down from the waist to look the lady in her eyes, not wanting to kneel and get her clothes dirty.

"What? Can't look me in my eyes now?" Rosé pulls out her gun again, pressing it to the woman's left foot, putting pressure when she tries to pull her leg away. "Afraid of blood? But you weren't when you decided to harm my girl."

Another shot rings and despite her wishes blood splatters on Rosé's pants. With her arm pulled back she slams her gun into the attacker's head, creating a large gash and causing her to go sprawling.

"You got my pants dirty." She stands straight and then proceeds to kick the attacker again, this time on her knee. "Oh, did that hurt? Sorry."

With a roll of her eyes, she steps on the profusely bleeding left foot, putting most of her pressure on the wound for maximum pain. No longer having the will to scream the attacker just writhes on the floor in pain, like a dying fish.

"Sweetheart," Rosé's call catches your attention, dragging your terrified eyes from the bleeding woman. "What would you like me to do?"

"What?" Your voice is hoarse, and your eyes wide, not understanding.

"With her. What would you like me to do, since she attacked you? I'll do whatever you say." Your lover's eyes soften as she looks at you, as if gently telling you it's ok. Distracting you from how she stepped on the woman like a dart holding its target.

"Do what you do." You say before quickly adding on. "But not here! Please, do whatever it is you do with...that. But don't make me see it."

Rosé hesitates for a moment before nodding, turning quickly to bash her gun handle into the attacker's head again. This time knocking her out and stopping that god-awful writhing. She steps off of the woman, kicking the unconscious woman once before turning back to you. Gentle smile back on her face like she wasn't laughing at screams earlier.

"Come, Honey." She holds her hand out for you, lacing your fingers and basically holding you up when you collapsed into her arms to walk with her back into the apartment.

She sweeps your legs up to carry you up the stairs, laying you gently in the bed as she leaves the room, returning minutes later with tea and an aid kit.

"I'm sorry. For the pain, this is about to cause and for the pain, you endured without me here." Her voice is laced with shame, soft and hesitant, but her hands work deftly in wrapping your wounds. Although she winces much harder than you don when the alcohol stings the cuts.

"Just, please don't let me be hurt again. Please."

"Never." She responds quickly, hardly even letting you finish the request. She helps guide the tea to your mouth. "I put some pain meds mixed into the tea as it'll help you relax more. They have sedation effects so you'll fall asleep quickly. I'll be here when you wake up but I will be gone while you're asleep to deal with the trash."

You nod, finishing off the chamomile tea, and placing the cup down to reach for a hug. She holds you securely, feeling the effects the sedation has on your limbs as you start to drift off. "Just, promise me, you won't tell me what you do to her. I know no matter what, you'll always protect me. I don't want to know how. I don't need to."

Your eyes close but you can feel her nod against your shoulder, and place a kiss before tucking you in. The door closes behind her.

Lalisa Manobal｜Lisa

[ gif by @sefuns ]

"You said you loved me."

Lisa can only look at you, eyes filled with betrayal and hurt, so much so that she doesn't even notice your trembling and wounds.

Her voice is strained like it pains her to make the accusation. And for a moment you forget about the current situation. Because her eyes are burning, filled with pain and betrayal stings her eyes in the form of tears and all you know is this extremely strong woman is crying and it's because of you.

"I do," You pledge to her again but your voice is pleading as you speak frantically. "I do love you. I do. But-"

"No!" Lisa cries out as you go to continue, misunderstanding what you were about to say. She pushes you then, out of the elevator and into the wall behind you, gripping your arm hard. "You told me- swore to me- that you love me. That you'll stay with me. You can't just leave! Please."

Your heart hurts as her voice cracks and how the obsessed look in her eyes takes over. But her hands pushing against the cuts on your body hurt even more. You could fix the relationship in a second but all you could say right now was:

"You're hurting me."

Lisa looks down then, finally noticing your blood, which was coating her hands. She lets you go immediately and meets your eyes, shock, and confusion covering the betrayal in them for a moment.

"Why are you bleeding?" She asks calmly, but with a new sense of panic coming over her as she spots the cut on your arm and the even deeper gash on your palm. Luck is clearly on your side today because as soon as she asks that, the woman who attacked you steps out of the apartment.

Her eyes open wide at seeing your lover with you and she freezes, giving Lisa enough time to comprehend the scene in front of her. You don't blame her for needing a second longer than normal to react, just before she was thinking you tried to leave her. Her heart just broke in two and is now in the process of unbreaking from nothing.

But naturally, your sweet lover acts with ease, entering her mafia persona and standing in front of you. She's a tall person, but as she stands with her fists clenched and shoulders back and, you assume, a glare on her face, she looks ten times taller. You can see the muscle in her jaw jump from behind her defensive position.

"Who are you?" She asks the same thing you did, voice strained but calm. A chill, however, crawls down your spine at the detached cold tone you've never heard before. Not even on that day she rescued you, she had only sounded annoyed at your former captor, the man who sends his hello through the woman standing at the end of the hall.

"Miss Manobal, I'm here to-"

"I asked who you are." Lisa interrupts her, similar to what you had done, although you assume that the woman is telling a truth instead of a lie this time. "Actually, don't bother. I remember you from that day. What does Jung want this time? We're not interested in any deals and he's too incompetent to launch any successful attacks against us."

She looks mildly offended across the hall and Lisa lets out another cold laugh.

"Oh, is that what this is? An attempt at an attack? Of course, it is. A stupid plan really, you're not talented enough to get away with a single assassination." At the girl opening her mouth to argue Lisa lifts a finger and clicks her tongue. "No. I'm right. You wanna know how I know?"

As Lisa toys with the woman across the hall, a sense of dread fills you like never before. The woman is frozen, in fear or curiosity you don't know, you're not too sure for yourself either. All you know is Lisa has her gun in her hidden hand and a devious smile on her face. You can tell she's angry from the tone of her voice, yet it still sounds cool and calm. Lisa has her prey in the palm of her hand, and if the prey is you or the lady, you can't tell.

"I can tell because," Lisa is close to her now, but instead of attacking she finishes her story. "That meeting, the one you were at, was set up for an alliance, to give the Jungs access to our assassination teams. He knows he can't give a good attack, so he came running to us for help. Of course, nobody in that idiotic gang can come up with a good plan, although I'll give you props for this seemingly ok one. Now, Y/N, turn around and cover your ears."

Lisa points her gun directly at the woman's forehead before twisting her head to look at you. At the blatant fear paralyzing your body, she softens her tone, eyes sinking back into the pools of love that they used to be, betrayal fading away. "Baby, please. Trust me."

You stay looking for a moment longer at her, and how the woman's eyes flit back and forth between the two of you before widening at the realization of who you are. You turn then, missing the desperate turn she makes in an attempt to salvage any possibility of staying alive that she had.

Had Lisa captured her for just attacking a plaything, she would stay alive to be interrogated, and she would find a chance to escape. But she had seen that look before, the one Lisa had given you, on other very powerful mafia leaders. You were the reason she would die today because Lisa would never let anyone hurt you.

You turn around, eyes shut closed tightly and hands clamping down over your ears. The bang of the gun is still loud like you don't even have your hands over your ears, and you flinch, shoulders curling in. The second bang takes you further by surprise and a gasp leaves your lips, but then the shots continue. You lose count after ten. But somewhere around there your gasps turn into small screams. A much louder scream leaves you when arms are wrapped around you, or it may be because you know exactly whose arms they are, and it can't be the lady who broke into your home.

You flinch forward, attempting to get away from the arms but Lisa walks in front of you so that she can instead hold you against her, your most touching her collarbone so she feels your shaking breaths.

"Please don't." You plead with her without recognizing, the words spilling like blood from the wounds on the woman behind you. "Please don't hurt me. I'll be so good, I promise."

"Shh hey," Lisa shushes you quickly, pulling back slightly to look you over, her eyes only showing love and concern now that she understood. "You are good, you've always been good. I'm so sorry I scared you, baby. I never wanted that to happen. Let's just go inside, your cuts must be hurting."

You nod and go to turn around but she pulls you back. Murming a soft 'Close your eyes' she picks you up bridal style. After some steps and shifting, the front door to the apartment closes behind the both of you. You risk opening your eyes and are met with the bloody footprints your lover leaves.

You close your eyes again.

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[purecantarella]

A Long Time Coming

not what i really wanted to post for my comeback buT THIS WAS ALREADY HALF WRITTEN SO I THOUGHT JUST RUN WITH IT!! anyway, i hope you all missed me and i will try to get more writing in, i promise. but for now, here yall go!! kim jennie x reader disclaimer/s : none, mostly floof and a touch of angst if you squint

You think back to your entire life, never once thinking that you'd find yourself in one of the most stereotypical romcom plot trope in the book. Dashing through the airpot, trembling from the cold the rain brought you.

All for her. All for Kim Jennie.

Your entire life was intertwined with hers. Your father had worked closely with her mother during their college years, moving into the same community in New Zealand, both becoming single parents, and above all, had the same wants for their children.

You'd grown up with Jennie, especially with how familiar your parents were with one another. Same daycare, same friend group, same beliefs. It was uncanny how close you two were. You were even aligned to be in the same college, until she announced her intentions to audition for YG Entertainment.

She remembers the argument you two got into.

"You're serious?" You ask as she sits on your bed, trying to reason with you. She could tell from the furrow of your brows and the twitching of your lip just how upset you were. She breathes a sigh, "I just want to follow my own passion, N/n. Not the path our parents paved for us."

You fall back into your desk chair, averting your gaze from your childhood friend, your best friend. Eyes glued to the photo collage she made you during your 15th brithday. Jennie watches your stilled gaze as you stare at your young faces. Standing up to lean over you, placing her hand on yours.

The warmth of her hand sent sparks from your hand to your chest. Brushing the feeling off, you focus on her smile. The brightness radiating from it lighting up every night you slept over, the softness in those cat-like eyes, those soft plush cheeks.

You knew it would be better for her, but damn would you miss her.

"I know it'll be a little different..." She pauses, squeezing your hand gently, "But it'll always be you and me against the world. I could never lose you." The last part only gets past in a breath. Wordlessly, you pull her into a loose embrace. Arms draping around her waist, your head pressed against her chest, "I don't want to lose you either, Jen."

You whisper, silently giving her your blessing to leave as you nuzzle yourself deeper into her. Unbenost to either of you that your father was listening from the door, snacks in hand forgotten.

He watches as Jennie leans down to press her lips to the corner of your hairline, almost missing her saying, "And you'll always have me."

Your father keeps that in mind as you drive her to the airport, watching the tearful goodbye. He keeps it in mind when he watches you fall asleep talking to her. He keeps it in mind when he catches you making out with another woman in your class.

Most of all, he keeps it in mind when Jennie comes back to New Zealand.

"Dad, I was in a meeting. What's up?" You ask, carefully eying your assistant who fends off the angry businessmen. Suddenly, the nerves from the meeting are a distant memory when your father's gruff voice says, "You remember Jennie Kim?"

Your mind goes blank for a minute, previous stress from the meeting fading away as the memories of your first love filling your senses. Each sensation still fresh in your head, on your skin, and in your heart. Your father's words falling on deaf ears.

The last thing you caught before you thank him and tell him you won't be home for dinner is, "She's coming home."

It's been several years since you last saw Jennie, and just around the same time since you two drifted apart. She wasn't your adorable next door neighbor anymore, she was Kim Jennie of Blackpink. While you became a lawyer, choosing a smaller university to stay near home. You were successful and so was she.

But upon hearing her name again, you were a teenager just wanting her to look at you as more than a friend.

Your father and her mother spoke and arranged for a dinner just the four of you when she arrived. You'd planned all your cases around the week she would be in the country in spite of your client's irritability about all of it.

Her arrival date came far sooner than you were emotionally prepared for it. You dressed in your best, picked up flowers, and insisted to your assistant that you could drive to the airport just fine alone.

As you parked, you swallow thickly, placing a hand on your chest in attempts to calm your pounding heart. You take a deep breath and look at the lavish flowers with blue roses, lilac, and hydrangeas before whispering, "She's your best friend, it'll be fine."

Jennie was the same on the plane.

She sorely missed you but it had been years since she saw you. Would you be happy to see her? Would you want to see her? Were you the same? Did you still smile then your cheeks would flush? Do you still scratch at your nails when you got nervous? With how many questions flooded her head, she almost didn’t realize that she was landing.

As she dragged her luggage behind her, she looked around the airport for her mom. A couple minutes to no avail, she pulled her phone out in attempts to call her. A couple rings later, "Jennie! You've touched down, I presume?"

"Yeah-" Before she could say anything more, her mother interjected, "Oh! Then you'll see my surprise for you soon enough!" Jennie's mother exclaimed gleefully. A wave of tiredness washed over her and she sighed, a retort just at the tip of her tongue when someone spoke behind her.

"Jen...?"

The rapper whipped behind her and her eyes widened to a concerning degree.

There you were. Far more cleaned up than when she last saw you. Your tired eyes and loose fitting and dirty sweater evidently missing. In its place was a casual business suit, hair shiny and healthy, your eyes more alert and discerning. Her serious demeanor shattered at the look of you.

A squeal broke from her lips as she wrapped her arms around your neck. Your ears perked up at the contact, before you wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. Savoring the smell of her vanilla body wash.

Jennie pulled away and looked at you in amazement while you take in every ounce of her. Not much changed, more so she just grew into her features. But regardless, you feel your heart pound harder than when you imagined reuniting with her.

"I uh..." You trail off awkwardly, only raising the flowers up to her. Like a child giving a gift to their first crush. Well, when it came to Jennie it was pretty much the same feeling. She smiles warmly at you before taking the bouquet in your hands, "Thank you, N/n. I love them." Her hand finding purchase on your arm.

A nervous laugh falls from your lips as you say, "The florist I terrorized for an hour will be very happy to hear that you liked them." Jennie looks up at you with an adoring glaze in her eyes. The smile on her face leaves you breathless and you grin like a child, slipping your hand onto the handle of her luggage, briefly brushing with her hand.

Jennie, trying to mask the flush on her cheeks, looks down. She sees how much you've changed from when she last saw you, just a teenager with their whole future ahead of them. It was odd, but comforting. You'd grown up to all that you strived for, she'd read up on some of the cases you've handled when she had down time. It filled her with an inexplicable amount of pride.

But she also couldn't tell if you would still want her around.

But then, her eyes fall down to your nailbeds and smiles, faint white lines. Maybe you weren’t too different from the Y/n she grew up with.

Once you were both hauled into your car, once again she'd felt like you've reached a point in your life where you have it figured out. A shiny and sleek black car that just oozed class and sophistication. It overwhelmed her to an nth degree.

The only thing keeping you grounded in her mind was the picked at nails you had, a sliver of what made her believe you were still the one she looked up to. The one she looked for in every friend she ever had...in every relationship she'd ever had.

You on the other hand, were just praying that your sweat wouldn't seep through your suit jacket. The anxiety of having her eyes on you weighed on you so heavily. The silence didn't help either.

You open your mouth to speak, but it shuts before anything substantial or just about anything came out. From the corner of your eye, you see Jennie smile before finally easing into the seat, gaze still locked on you.

"You really made something of yourself, N/n." She pauses as you shift the gears into drive and pull out of the slot you were in. You laugh gently at her statement, stealing brief glances, "You're one to talk, miss Jennie Kim of one of the world's biggest girl groups."

"Hope that's not all you think of me..." Jennie pouts before crossing her arms playfully, your smile softens as you lean over and pull her arms out of their position. Smoothly taking her hand in yours, in spite of yourself. Your heart catches up with the action but by this point it's too late, her fingers lace comfortably with yours.

You clear your throat and reply, "Of course that's not all I think of you..." I think of you as the first person I've ever had feelings like this for...maybe even the only one. You think to yourself.

Jennie stares at you expectantly, "You're extraordinary on stage, but nothing beats the memory of you and I just kicking back in my room with a cheesy sit-com on our off-brand cellphones on a crappy pirating site." You both laugh before you continue, stopping at a red light and looking over at her. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I see you as I always have..."

Pausing to find the right words to say to her as Jennie waits with bated breathe. Her mind and pulse rushing at a million miles a minute. You smile goofily at her, "I see you as the amazing, smart, gorgeous girl who took a chance on her soft-spoken neighbor."

The air around you both is thick and your eyes unconsciously flick down to her lips. Jennie is shocked and is left frozen. Realizing yourself, you clear your throat and pull a forced and dry laugh. "But that's not of course without the drawback of your hair literally being all over the place, on top of your obsession with keeping everything tidy!"

Jennie is pulled out of her adoration and howls out laughing, "Shut up!"

"I swear, one or two of my jackets being left on the floor leads to a whole fuckin spring cleaning moment!" You retort as the light turns green. The rapper beside you rolls her eyes and scoffs.

"Please, if it were just one jacket as you claim, why could I not walk in your room without accidentally stepping on a clean t-shirt."

The rest of the car ride went without a hitch, falling back into your old conversations, her telling you interesting stories of the idols she socializes with, and you whining about the demanding partners and clients you have.

Before you knew it, you were at the curb of your childhood home.

You and Jennie stepped into your home, a sense of familiarity filled the rapper. She breathed in the scent of lavender and sandalwood, the only candle your father ever lit. 'Added a touch of class' he would always say. Your hand wrapped around her waist, making her jump out of nostalgia.

"Jen, I'm just going to grab your bag. Make yourself at home." You say quickly before ducking out the door again, leaving her with a hot flush on her cheeks. Damn feelings, she thinks to herself.

"Jennie Kim! It's been far too long." Your father calls from the door of your kitchen. She smiles warmly at him before jogging over to him and accepting his embrace. He pulls away, ruffling her hair. "You gotta come around more often, kid."

You grunt as you lift Jennie's luggage to the first step of your staircase. Proud of yourself you turn to see Mama Kim smiling at you, "N/n, dearest!"

"Mama Kim!" You cry happily before enveloping her in a warm and tight embrace. She chuckles and pats your arm affectionately and as you pull away, she slaps it gently. You feign distress before she says to you with playful anger, "I've been in the country for weeks and it takes me running into your dad for me to see you."

You chuckle softly before bowing your head respectfully, "Some partners just keeping my hands full."

Jennie's mother smiles deviously, the idol must've picked it up from her. "Speaking of partners keeping your hands full, ever going to woman up and tell my daughter how you feel?" Your eyes bulge as she says this.

"I swear to God, did dad tell you anything?" You ask, embarrassment pumping through your veins. She simply hums and bumps your shoulder with a childlike pout. "Like you could ever hide anything from me. Remember when I caught you sneaking in after curfew."

You eye the older woman cautiously, her eyes glued to her daughter and your father. A soft expression falls onto her face before she looks up to you. "I know how happy she makes you. You don't buy bouquets like that for someone you don't care for." Mama Kim nods over to the flowers atop Jennie's purse.

You blush thinking back to when you bought the arrangement, being so meticulous and seeking the perfect flowers to give to your childhood best friend whom you haven't seen nor spoken to in 9 years. You clear your throat as Jennie looks over at you both, eyes disappearing as her smile brightened.

"I just want everything to be up to her standard." You whisper as she closely approaches. Her mother, still looking at you mutters, "Is it what she wants though?"

With that Mama Kim walks up to her daughter, giving her a tight squeeze while you walk over to your father who was still leaning up against the door frame of the kitchen. Two bottles of beer in hand, he hands one over to you. "She looks good."

You cringe as you take a sip, "Creepy, dad." But you both laugh, before you look to the two other women in the living room looking at old memorabilia. "You are right though...those YG cameras have nothing on how she looks in real life."

There's a lull, you two sip your alcohol quietly waiting for the oven to ding for dinner. You hear your father chuckle beside you, "And that is one hell of a bouquet, Y/n."

"Shut up, dad." Your dad sputters laughing when the oven dings. You grin to yourself and walk into the kitchen, "Dinner time!"

Dinner was filled with laughter and one too many drinks. All the while you couldn't keep your eyes off Jennie. You knew even when you two were kids that she was gorgeous and that that gummy smile lit up anything and everything. She was an enigma...and she still was.

You both stumbled into your bedroom, tipsy from the evening's drinks. Laughter echoing the hall followed by shushing from one another, given your father was asleep on the couch and her mother in the guest bedroom.

Once Jennie gains her composure, she looks around your room. "Not much changed around here since I was last here, huh?" She asks as you plop down on your bed. You hum softly as she continues to walk around the room, everything was meticulously kept. Even the stack of papers was kept tidy and organized. But something out of the corner of her eye piqued her interest.

"No." The rapper gasps before bolting to your shelf, there sat a Blackpink album beside her solo album. Jennie marvels at them for a second, dust had collected atop both of them but they hadn't lost their sheen. "You big fucking nerd!"

You groan and smile before you lift your head up, mind returning once you saw what she had in her hands. "You have my albums?!" She makes out of her laughter.

You grin sheepishly before sitting up to remove your jacket, "Don't make a big deal of it, Kim. I happen to be very in touch with music, not just yours." Trying to brush her off.

Without saying another word, Jennie returns your mini-collection to the shelf, and jumps onto you. You grunt as she lays flat on top of you. "Did your bed get lumpier or is it just me?"

You laugh breathlessly, "I will throw up if you crush me like this."

There's a silence for a moment, it lingers before she rolls over her eyes meeting yours. Eyes droopier but still so bright, it sends a wave of warmth through your chest. You stroke the back of her hair lovingly, weaving your fingers through her soft locks. "I don't think I've told you just how much I missed you, Jen."

She nods and lays her head flat on your chest, nuzzling deep into your shirt. You continue, "I wanted to reach out, but I never knew what to say or I was scared I'd say the wrong thing."

"You could never say the wrong thing, N/n." Her voice childlike and faint. You knew full well how hard your heart was beating and you just knew that she could hear it too. You press your nose atop her head, savoring the moment before your lips meet the soft skin of her forehead. "I almost did, so many times...I've almost told you that I-"

A soft snore.

You shift your gaze from the ceiling to the woman on your chest, sound asleep. You smile and lay another soft kiss on her forehead, "I love you, Jennie."

After that night, you noticed that Jennie had become more clingy. The morning after while you were cooking breakfast, she was seated on the counter, feeding you freshly cut fruit as you cooked. The next day while you were walking around in the New Zealand heat, she took the time to pat your forehead dry while your arms were interlocked.

Finding new ways to make each other smile and reminiscing on the days when all you had to worry about was a paper due at the end of the week. Now, you had jobs, she had crazy fans, and there was so much pressure on both your backs to do well by your clients and her audience.

"You get me, you just get me." Jennie says before she takes another lick of her ice cream. You two had found a nice shady tree with only a few onlookers in the middle of a serene park. You lay on her lap as she talks about how demanding her company is. Photoshoots, video shoots, promotional appearances, all of it. "Trust me, I know a thing or two about that, the people in my law firm suck." You whine.

Jennie laughs, brushing your baby hairs back with a thoughtful look on her face, "They can't be all bad."

You look up at her, catching her eye, giving her a small wistful smile, "They aren't you."

Jennie's eyes widen before she nervously laughs and crushes what's left of her ice cream on your forehead. You gasp and shoot up pulling the sticky substance from your skin, "You're fucking dead, Kim!" You yell before she squeals and runs around the tree.

Her laughter makes her breathe catch before she leans up against the tree, holding her hand out in defense. "Y/n, I call truce, please?"

You laugh, shaking your head. "You stuck a cone of ice cream on my head."

"I made you a unicorn." She retorts with that damn gummy smile on her face. Before you can catch yourself, your hands press against the rough bark of the tree behind her. The smile on her face falters and you feel a twinge of hesitation in your chest. But before you can take a step back, her hand finds its way to the back of your neck. Brushing the hair away and scratches the skin right below your hairline.

She'd done it since you were kids.

Your gaze falls onto her lips, pink, hints of the strawberry ice cream left on her. You wonder if that's what it would taste like if you'd kissed her, like you dreamed of since you were 15. Jennie gently, oh so gently, pulled you closer. "You know, you should really be careful what you confess when you think someone's asleep."

A dry chuckle falls from your lips, "I knew it," You pause, just looking at her in all her glory. No make-up, no stage lights, no big crowd screaming her name. But she still blew you away. Finally, you finish, "I meant it."

Her smile grows twice as wide and you lean forward, your lips ghosting hers before her phone goes off. You hear her curse under her breath before pulling it out of her pocket, leaving you rather awkward.

Jennie answers in the phone in Korean, her brows crease instantly. She's seemingly arguing with whoever's on the other end before her hand balls into a fist behind your neck. Practically fuming, she nods and hangs up. You'd pulled away a bit to give her room to speak, but she turns her attention back to you before she says, "It was my manager, apparently they'd booked me for something this Friday."

"But your going back on Friday?" You return.

The rapper nods but continues to say, "Yeah, but there's preparation, fittings, video shoots to promote that I'll be in attendance." She breathes a frustrated sigh, before her eyes loose their spark, "I'm flying back tonight..."

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Jennie, packing everything away into her suitcase. Making sure everything was packed. Her mom stopped by to bid her goodbye and that they would have dinner when she was in South Korea again.

"Now or never, N/n." Mama Kim whispered to you while she held you in her embrace. "If I hear from my daughter that you did nothing now, I will hunt you down."

You smile and nod. After that moment in the park, you knew it was about time. Your dad called a cab and you two waited on the curbside, a comfortable yet, as paradoxical as it was, uncomfortable silence. You knew what you wanted to say, you know you should explain, and she does too.

But the words just feel like they'd fall flat.

A car pulls up and Jennie takes her bag to the trunk, thanking the driver before turning back to you. "I'm sorry I had to leave, I know you moved everything around to be able to spend time with me."

"It's no worries...Just maybe don't wait a decade to come back?" You joke to which she slaps your arm gently. She smiles up at you. Your heart is hammering again. You want to say something, you should; but all you do is open your arms to her.

Jennie steps into your warm embrace and nuzzles herself into your neck. Leaving a light kiss as she did.

Your arms around her tighten as her taxi waits on the curb, honking impatiently. She should go, you know it but as the beat of your heart echoes loudly in your ears you need to do it. The urge fills you as you pull away. 

Everything slows, you pull the mask over her lips down slowly. The idea of her rejecting you terrifies you further, hands shaking, heart pounding, blood rushing through your body quickly and you feel warm in spite of the cold winter air flowing around both of you. 

Your foreheads press briefly together as your eyes maintain steady eye contact, as if she were giving you her final permission. With a grin on both your faces, you lean in and your lips press together for the first time. 

A long time waiting, but you can’t help the smile that breaks onto your face as time returns. It was short, but it was everything you'd ever wanted since you were just kids in your bedroom dreaming of the future.

Jennie pulls away with a gummy smile on her face, you mirror the smile on her face as you cup her cheeks lovingly. Your lips littering pecks across her face as she giggles as her hand finds yours.

"I can't believe I'm leaving now." Jennie says, a pout forming on her lips. You chuckle, thumb reaching back to stroke the back of her hand. "Neither can I."

You lean down, pecking her lips again, longer than the first time. "But if you think I'm waiting for the next time you're here for a kiss like that, you're dead wrong."

The rapper giggles again, before another honk pops the bubble around you both. Reluctantly, Jennie pulls away, her hand loosely locked with yours as she gives you a shy smile.

"I'll see you soon then?" She asks, hopeful.

You can't resist the teen-like giddiness running through your body, lifting her hand to your lips. Paying particular attention to her ring finger, your pulse hammering as you look up into her dark brown eyes. "It's a date."

Before she can cancel all her schedules for the coming week, she pulls your hand away and opens the door to the car. Turning back briefly to look at you standing with your hands in your pockets, a goofy smile on your face. "I'll call you before I board."

"And when you land?" You ask.

"And every night after." She replies before slipping into the car.

You smile at her through the car window, cheeks sore from all of it. Even though you know she can't hear you, you say, "I'll be waiting."

Jennie sinks into the seat with a dreamy sigh. The driver of the car looks into the rearview mirror, seeing the wispy look on Jennie's face and you folding out of what he assumes is delight. He smiles before saying, "Must be someone amazing to get you smiling that way, ma'am."

She's taken aback for a moment, but her shock melts into a warm smile, too giddy to push the question away.

"Yeah, but it has been a long time coming."

this was far longer than i had initially wanted BUT i quite like how it came out, the parents were a little janky and i feel like a lot of the parts are OOC but still, as a story i quite liked it HAHAHAH i was typing this on my bed so my back really, really hurts rn i hope you lovelies missed me a bit and i will try to continue to bring you guys the content you deserve. i love you all so much and i'll see you all vv soon!! - r

[urfriendlylocalidiot]

Welcome to my first angst reaction post (this is really shit ik)

Warning: yn is an asshole in basically all of these

blackpink x reader

Dispatch w/ Blackpink

Dispatch leaks your relationship with your partner, this is the aftermath.

Jisoo

You guys tried to stay together, you really did. But eventually it just got to be too much. At first when the relationship got leaked, Jisoo promised that she would try to protect you as much as she could from her fans. And she did, when you were with her. If anything, it seemed to strengthen your relationship, you learned to rely on each other even more. You were each other’s rock during this process.

However, it all came crashing down when fans began harassing you wherever you went, even if you weren’t with Jisoo. At first it was just a few stolen pictures, which was a massive invasion of your privacy. You and Jisoo hoped that, that would be it. You could handle stolen pictures and even the hate comments.

Eventually though, the sasaengs found where you lived, after they followed you home one day. Of course, you called the police and they ran away. This was your ending point though. You just couldn’t stay in a relationship with Jisoo, if it meant your literal safety would be in danger. The next time you see Jisoo, after the basic pleasantries, you both state at the same time, “we need to break up.” Her reasoning was management.

Jennie

Jennie would beat herself up about getting caught. And of course you would be there to comfort her. Her management wants her to breakup with you as soon as possible. However you ask her if she truly wants to breakup with you, shaking her head, you two decide to continue dating. Despite all the difficulties, the hate does die down pretty quickly. And you guys don’t go in public together, ever.

Which was fine with you, since you were a homebody anyways. Jennie would still get nervous from time to time, reading comments on vlive. You are always there to support her and tell her that you don’t care what other people think about your relationship.

You love her and she loves you, and that’s the way things were going to be, no matter what strangers said. Hearing this would make her feel better, however, usually afterwards you would still have to hold Jennie as she falls asleep.

Rosé

She would fight for you. Because who really cares what other people say about your relationship? Despite management (and millions of netizens) insisting that you guys end things. She still stayed by your side, she was just what you needed during this time. However, after your relationship got leaked, it did force you to realize just how different you and Rosé were.

And unfortunately that lead to the realization of, you have to end things. It was a long and painful argument, but eventually Rosé respected your decision. You left her apartment with tears running down both of your faces. Away from your light.

Rosé was absolutely heartbroken. She couldn’t believe that you had really broken up with her, sure you guys had your disagreements, but it seems like this problem was a little too big for both of you. Not knowing what else to do she wrote a song for you. When she releases it, it was a big hit not only because it’s Rosé but because it also confirmed your breakup. Unknowingly to her, your heart breaks every time you listen to it, but it’s still your most played song.

Lisa

She couldn’t believe it. It was her worst nightmare. You, her great love, were now getting hate because of her. She would constantly compliment and whisper sweet nothing to you. Of course, you assured it was alright, most of the comments were online and pretty easy to ignore.

Until, they weren’t, inevitably you guys went out together and you had to hear comments aloud about how you didn’t deserve her, how they were going to kill you, and other insults. Although you put on a brave face. It did get to be a lot. She didn’t want to lose you. Especially not over this. She loved you.

However when some sasaengs find your friends and family’s social medias and leave hate comments and death threats. You decide to call it off. Truth be told, the death threats scared you the most, you weren’t entirely sure if they were all fake. Lisa would cry, a lot, but she would understand.

[hatchetfieldbrainrot]

I'm having more Ted thoughts but this time they're heartbreaking.

I was rereading @unusual-ly 's post about the implications of Ted's love interests (read it here) and it made me realize something.

Has anyone ever held Ted's hand?

We technically don't know if Ted had a partner in high school but I doubt it. And even if he did, that was 20 years ago. In the past 20 years, he's been the horny bastard of Hatchetfield. The guy who will sleep with anyone who's willing. He's not someone you date.

Since Jenny was only a friend, they wouldn't have done anything like that, even if they both wanted to.

Charlotte would certainly never hold his hand. She's just sleeping with him because her husband sucks and she constantly feels guilty about it anyway. She doesn't have feelings for him.

I think technically Lucy DOES hold his hand once but it's to lead him somewhere, not for any romantic reason (at least at that point). It's the way you hold a child's hand so you don't lose them.

Even at the end of Black Friday when Charlotte has her hand over Ted's, it's because the world is literally ending and she's seeking out comfort. She'd probably hold ANYONE'S hand at that point.

So yeah. As far as we know, no one has romantically held Ted's hand in 20+ years and that just breaks my heart.

[insomniakisses]

Can you do vampire blackpink sucking your blood as you ride them please ⛄

Vampire Blackpink feeding while you ride them

Idol: OT4 Blackpink

Reader type: gender neutral, female anatomy

Warnings/notes: NSFW MINORS DNI!!, Vampire themes like blood drinking and fangs, G!P BLACKPINK (They got dicks)

The feeling of her lips against ur neck as you bounce on her cock makes you moan, her grip tightening and a deep groan escaping when she shoots a load of cum in you.

“P-please baby” you whine pushing her head into your neck feeling her smirk.

Her fangs drag against your neck as she hums, “how much do you want me to feed on you baby?”

You whine pulling her closer as you fuck yourself on her cock, pleas falling from your lips till they get cut off with a moan when her fangs sink into your neck. Her cock shooting more cum into you at the same time.

“Fuck!” She groans, feeling her cock pulse inside you and groaning when you clench around her.

“Feed baby” you whine moving your head to give her access the action causing he to groan hips stuttering.

“Okay baby, get ready” she mumbles against your neck, you whine feeling her fangs pop out and groan eyes closing when the break the skin.

She sucks at your neck greedily drinking and drinking as you both cums.

“Please baby” she lets out a whine, pout evident on her face.

“Will it hurt?” You ask, worry filling your eyes making her coo. “Yes… but only for a second” she affirms. Kissing your neck as you grind against her, her knot having popped inside you a few minutes ago.

“Okay but be gentle” you roll your eyes, caving as she kisses your neck fangs sinking down as she gentle moves you against her cock groaning at the feeling and the taste of your blood.

“Gonna be gentle with you baby” she whispers biting into your neck as you ride her softly.

Sweet whines coming for you as she sucks your blood, her cock twitching with every mouthful.

“Fuckk! Thats so good” she pulls away licking your neck when you continue bleeding, slapping your ass when your hips slow down.

“Did i fucking say stop?” She grunts going back to your neck.

[writemekpop]

Set the Mood | Kim Jisoo

Summary: Jisoo comes back from tour affectionate and clingy. This is going to take some getting used to...

Genre: Girlfriend!Jisoo, suggestive, fluff

Word Count: 0.5k

“Jisoo, baby, get the hell out!"

You yelled and clamped your legs shut. Heat flooded your cheeks.

You were on the toilet, scrolling through Instagram, when your girlfriend Jisoo burst through the bathroom door.

Jisoo shrugged. "I need to do my skin care." Leaning one arm on the sink, she began patting cleanser onto her cheeks.

Ever since Jisoo had come back from her world tour, she had been extra clingy. Normally, you loved the extra attention, but this may have been too much.

"You may be my girlfriend...” you cringed, “but we're not there yet."

Grinning, Jisoo turned and looked you squarely in the eye. "You weren't so shy last night when you had your mouth on my-"

"Jisoo!" you yelled, interrupting her. "Just turn around."

She rolled her big brown eyes, but obliged.

You couldn’t help but admire your girlfriend’s figure as she leant over the counter. Your eyes trailed up her long brown legs, which were completely bare, to curve of her ass, which was barely covered by her T shirt.

She was so gorgeous it made your head spin. But then you remembered where you were, and what you were doing.

You sighed. "If there's going to be any romance in this relationship, Jisoo, you're going to have to leave this bathroom Right. Freaking. Now."

"Fine. I'll leave," she said, flipping her long brown hair over her shoulder. "But only because I love you."

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morning sun (jennie kim/reader)

a/n: ceil learn how to finish drabbles challenge (impossible)

warnings/genre: fluff, cuddling, mentions of the public knowing about your relationship? gn reader and let me know if anything else should be tagged!

You and Jennie were curled up together in bed, enjoying the warmth of each other's embrace. The morning sun was filtering in through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room.

A yawn escaped your lips as Jennie placed her head between the crook of your neck, her arms wrapping around your waist. Her fingers ghosted your sides, lazily tracing shapes while internally complaining about having to leave your side for some schedules.

"Good morning," You murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"Morning," A replied, her voice still groggy. "What time is it?"

"Like…Six? When do you have to leave?” you asked, rolling over to stare at your phone and squinting at the sudden bright screen.

Jennie sighed, “we have time. let’s just order breakfast for delivery?” you nodded, as she giggled and reached up to peck your cheek, grabbing her own phone to go through the nuances of morning notifications.

Your hand trailed down her back, tracing shapes before finding itself in her hair, twisting and curling her strands. She didn’t want to get all sentimental this early, but she wanted to be here, cuddling with you all morning. She was already dreading aggressive press and the scrutiny of the public eye, complications involving your relationship. None of it mattered when she was in your arms and you were in her’s.

"I love you," She murmured, casually and quietly.

"I love you too," You replied, their voice soft and warm. "More than anything."

You laid there in silence for a few moments longer, just enjoying each other's company. The world outside could wait – for now, work didn’t matter, others didn’t matter, and you could just bask in the simple pleasure of love. You pressed a kiss to the top of her head, as you both relaxed furthered into the mattress, letting the sun hit your faces as you relished each other’s presence.