#stay safe and healthy tannies

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RM's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️

💜: 남준아 좋은 주말 보내 RM: 좋은 주말 되십쇼 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-136865067?anchor=3-282577389

💜: Namjoon-ah, have a nice weekend.

RM: Have a nice weekend

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RM's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Posts ❇️

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💜: 밥은 잘 먹고 있어요?? RM: 너무 잘 무서 문제.. https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136878834?anchor=2-275125350

💜: Are you eating well these days?

RM: I'm eating too well, it's a problem..

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💜: 남주나 보고싶구나…. 잘지내?🥺🥺 RM: 언제나 그렇듯 ! https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-136865113?anchor=1-275122912

💜: Namjoon, turns out I miss you.... are you doing well?🥺🥺 RM: Same as always !

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💜: 아직 100키로는 준비가 안됏어 오빠 RM: 내 몸이랑 72에서 합의보기로 했어 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154400572?anchor=3-282579532

💜: Not ready for 100kg yet oppa RM: My body and I have reached an agreement and settled on 72kg

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💜: 오빠 최근에 읽은 책 있나요? 책을 읽기 시작하고 싶은데 추천해주실 수 있나요? RM: 언어의 무게 RM: 내다 못 읽었어요.. https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136879294

💜: Have you ready any books lately? I want to start reading, could you recommend something?

RM: The Weight of Words*

RM: I haven't read it either..

(T/N: *'Das Gewicht der Worte' by Pascal Mercier.)

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💜: 보고 싶어요 RM: 아 내 머리 RM: 어제 다 밀어버렸다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154401673

💜: I miss you

RM: Ahh my hair

RM: I cut it all off yesterday

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💜: 남준쓰 몸무게 세자리 진짜 볼수있을까?ㅋㅋㅋ RM: 곧 운동할 예정 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136879873?anchor=4-282590078

💜: Namjoonss will we actually see your weight reach three digits? hahaha

RM: Planning on working out soon

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💜: 너무 많이 보고싶어 그리워 나는, 아미는 이자리 그대로 가만히 기다릴게 다치지말고 무사히 돌아와. 너의 군대썰 들을 날을 기다린다. RM: 얼마나 재밌을까~ https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154402911?anchor=1-275125643

💜: I miss you so much I truly miss you Me, and ARMY, are going to wait here, in this place we've always been Take care not to get hurt and come back safe. I'm waiting for the day you'll tell us about your stories from the army.

RM: I can imagine how fun it'll be~

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💜: 익숙해지기 많이 힘들죠? RM: 인간은 적응의 동물이랍니다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/0-136863606?anchor=4-282592323

💜: Getting used to things is pretty hard, right?

RM: They say that humans are creatures of adaptability.

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💜: 오늘의 안주 추천 RM: 세꼬시 슛 ! https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154404759?anchor=4-282593093

💜: Recommendations for snacks to go with drinks please!

RM: Sekkosi shoot!

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💜: 김남준 답장 하나면 편히 죽으면 돼 RM: 제가 불편해요 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/4-154416760?anchor=0-275143384

💜: Just one reply from Kim Namjoon and I can die peacefully

RM: I will not feel peace

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RM's and Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️

💜: 냄준… 얼마나 더 멋있어졌을까…. RM: 늙으면 안되는데 RM: 안티에이징 슛! JM: 안늙어야지 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154406539

💜: Naemjoon… how much cooler you must've gotten….

RM: Gotta make sure I don't age but

RM: Anti-aging shoot!

JM: Gotta stop aging

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RM's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Posts ❇️

💜: 남준이 태형을 잘 관리해야 한다고 하지 않았나요? 하하하 RM: 서른살 어른 알아서 하겠지 RM: 이미 태형이가 절 넘었습니다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154407874

💜: Didn't Namjoon say that he was going to take care of Taehyung well? Hahaha

RM: He's 30 years old, he's probably doing fine on his own

RM: Taehyungie has already surpassed me

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💜: 남준이는 요즘 살이 쪘니? RM: 69 -> 73 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/0-136866192?anchor=4-282597033

💜: Namjoonie have you gained weight recently?

RM: 69 -> 73

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RM's and Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️

💜: 남준씨가 내 댓글에 답변 달아줄때까지 숨 참을게요 RM: 러브다이브 JM: 숨 안참았을 걸 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136883701?anchor=3-282589904

💜: I'm going to hold my breath until Namjoon-ssi replies to my comment.

RM: Love Dive*

JM: You probably didn't hold your breath

(T/N: *Song by IVE which has the refrain ""hold your breath, love dive"".)

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RM's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Posts ❇️

💜: 안녕하세요 남준오빠, 최근 복무 중 재미있는 일 있었나요? 🤷🤷 RM: 너무 많은데 RM: 언젠가 얘기할 날이.오겠지 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154410453

💜: Hello Namjoon oppa, any fun stories recently from the military? 🤷🤷

RM: There's too many

RM: I'll be able to tell them someday. Probably, right?

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💜: 치팅데이할때 어떤 음식을 먹나요?? RM: 라면좀 끊어야할거같아요 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154411345?anchor=1-275129462

💜: What do you eat on cheat days??

RM: I think I'm gonna have to make some ramyeon.

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💜: 허어어엉 내일부로 진짜 고삼인데 파이팅 한 번 해 줘요 아자잣!!! RM: 허ㅏ이띠이잉 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154412184?anchor=0-275146358

💜: Wahhhhh I'm gonna be a final-year high school student from tomorrow on, please give me some encouragement!!!

RM: Lettsgo oooooo

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💜: 남준아 이번 일요일에 뭐해? RM: 운동하고 연습할 예정 RM: 독서는 언제쯤.. https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136885881

💜: Namjoon-ah, what are you doing this Sunday?

RM: Planning on working out and rehearsing.

RM: Gotta read at some point..

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💜: 냄준오빠... 오랜만인데도 여전히 웃긴사람이네여 오빠가 젤웃김 RM: 웃는자가 일류다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/4-154427417?anchor=0-275148043

💜: Naemjoon oppa… it's been a while but you're still so funny You're the funniest

RM: The people who laugh are the best

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💜: 남준아 내 포스트 안읽어주면 공주안할끄야 RM: 왕자 슛 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-136874216?anchor=1-275132160

💜: Namjoon-ah, if you don't read my post I'm not going to be a princess

RM: Prince, shoot

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💜: 춤을 춰보긴 해요? RM: 그게 가장 걱정인데.. https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154421578?anchor=4-282606647

💜: Do you still dance a bit?

RM: It's the thing that worries me the most…

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💜: 주말은 쉬나요?? RM: 네 RM: 저 여기와서 릴스라는걸 처음 보기ㅜ시작 RM: mz들에게 배운다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136890030

💜: Do you have time off on weekends??

RM: Yes

RM: I've started watching reels for the first time since I came here

RM: I'm learning from the Gen Zs

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💜: 남준아아아아 보고싶어요즘 어떻게 지내? RM: 다시 연습생 하는 기분 RM: 새롭습니다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/4-154441111

💜: Namjoon-aaaaaah I miss you how are you these days?

RM: I feel like I'm a trainee again

RM: It's a new experience

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💜: 남준아 요즘 정말 잘생겼어 RM: 언제봤어 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-136894665?anchor=4-282613368

💜: Namjoon-ah you're so handsome these days

RM: When did you see me

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💜: 남준 보고싶어요 그리고 소년들 입시를 못해서 좀 아쉽지만 우리와 교류하는 모습을 보니 힘이 나네요 사랑해요 자랑해주셔서 감사합니다 RM: 입시는 언제나 쉽지 않아요 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-136881055?anchor=1-275137106

💜: Namjoon I miss you and I'm a bit sad since the members couldn't clear the entrance exam but seeing the things you share with us gives me strength I love you, thank you for showing off*

RM: Entrance exams are never easy

(T/N: *The Korean in the original post was likely translated using an online translator.)

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💜: 눈 깜짝할 사이에 3월이네요 7명을 만나는 날까지 건강해질 수 있도록 노력해야지~ 남준오빠 많이 보고싶어요 잘 먹고 잘 움직이고, 웃는 얼굴로 있기를 바랍니다 RM: 봄이 오고 있습니다 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154434789?anchor=0-275154883

💜: I blinked and it's suddenly March Gotta work hard so that I can be healthy for the day I see all 7~

Namjoon oppa, I miss you a lot I hope you eat well, move well, and ke smiling

RM: Spring is coming

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Jimin's Post ❇️

휴 정말 정말 보고싶네요 매일매일 밤마다 생각합니다 https://weverse.io/bts/artist/3-154442593

Sigh I really really miss you, I think of you every single night

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RM's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Posts ❇️

💜: 오늘은 일본은 히나 축제 🎎 올해는 병아리 인형을 꺼내지 않았지만, 축하에 초밥에서도 먹을까요? 천국에 있는 아줌마도 정말 좋아하는 치라시 스시♡ RM: 아 스시먹고싶어요 RM: 여긴 스시가.. 없..어요 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-136886019

💜: It's Hinamatsuri in Japan today🎎 I didn't bring out my baby chick doll today but, shall we eat some sushi to celebrate? The sushi that even the ladies in heaven like - Chirashi sushi♡

RM: Ah I wanna have sushi

RM: There's no.. sushi.. here

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💜: 일병이 된 기분? RM: 아 이제 시작이네... https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/4-154453568?anchor=3-282614821

💜: How does it feel to be a Private?

RM: Ah, so this is the beginning…

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💜: 귀하의 새 프로젝트가 귀하 없이 출시됩니까? RM: 어 뭐랄까 RM: 굉장히 철학적인데 https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-136887591

💜: Is sir's new project going to be released without sir?

RM: Hmm how should I put it

RM: It's very philosophical

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Jimin's Post ❇️ with RM's Comment 💬

JM: 결국 시간이 가고 우리는 보고 있겠죠 그날만을 기다립니다. 항상 거기에 있다고 편지 남겨주셔서 고마워요 저도 여기에 있답니다 😪 RM: 시간은 간다  https://weverse.io/bts/artist/3-154451188

JM: Time will pass and we will see each other in the end, right? Im just waiting for that day. Thank you for writing your letters saying that you'll be there. I'm here too 😪

RM: Time does pass

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RM's and Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️

💜: 지민씨 안녕하세요？ 정말 보고싶어💜 RM: 지민이 바보 RM: 똥개 RM: 멍충이 JM: ;;; https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-154451461

💜: Hello Jimin I really miss you💜

RM: Stupid Jiminie

RM: Poopy head

RM: Idiot

JM: ;;;

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Jimin's Post ❇️ with J-Hope's Comment 💬

JM: 사랑합니다  love you ¡Te amo Je t'aime Ich liebe dich Ti amo Eu te amo Я тебя люблю 我爱你 愛してるSeni seviyorum  Ik hou van jou Jag älskar dig  Σε αγαπώ Minä rakastan sinua Jeg elsker dig Jeg elsker deg Kocham cię Szeretlek Miluji tě Aku cinta kamu Saya cintakan awak ฉันรักเธอ Tôi yêu bạn Mahal kita मैं तुम्हें प्यार करता हूँ Я тебе кохаю Te iubesc те Волим Volim te Ľúbim ťa JH: 통신보안 📞 https://weverse.io/bts/artist/2-136912166?anchor=0-275222026

JM: I love you*

JH: Communications security📞

(T/N: Followed by 'I love you' in English, Spanish, French, Italian, Portuguese, Russian, Japanese, Turkish, Dutch, Swedish, Greek, Finnish, Danish, Norwegian, Polish, Hungarian, Czech, Indonesian, Malay, Thai, Vietnamese, Tagalog, Hindi, Ukrainian, Romanian, Serbian, Croatian, and Slovak.)

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[roo-bastmoon]

Happy Halloween & Last Night of Jimtober

Let the light of our Jimin's moon paint your pathways to hopefully ridiculous amounts of free candy or allergy-appropriate toys!

The Tannie family wants you to stay safe and healthy, puppykittes!

[dearweirdme]

saw a bit of jimin's live and he seems so uncomfortable with the whole thing, more visibly than the other tannies, it's so fucked up to force people to serve in the military, the more I think about it the angrier I get for all of them (and everyone that's not bts too), that's two years of their lives wasted, forced to be in the military environment, just hope they stay safe and healthy :((

Hi anons!

Yeah, I just watched some pieces of it and that was kinda hard to watch. It was like watching someone leave his safety net without knowing where he will land. My heart really kinda hurts for him and I wish things were different. I hope Jm will find his footing and be able to show how he’s capable of greatness in many situations.

I am very happy Jm and Jk are going together, because I do feel they will both benefit from having each other there.

[jkvjimin]

pat my love, thank you for understanding how difficult it was to colour that for youth face cam; i wish i had saved the colour comparison because the footage before is atrocious. also hi, i made you a little something and i hope you like it, i also hope you have a good day 💖

I........... need to breathe a little to answer this ok? i'm.... speechless

*10 minutes later*

that footage is one of the most gracious but WORST at the same time, those lights are deadly for gifmakers but YOU? with your amazing talent? you've made it look EASY when it's clearly not. it was one of the first things i've made for this blog and i deleted because i was embarrassing lol later on the nose series i've used a lot of tecs to try to make it decent but i HATED it. it's really, really hard. also i have to say that the quality there? clearer than my eyesight!!!!!! insane

AND YOUR GIFT? I WASN'T READY i have a weak heart 😭😭😭 but i'm not complaining i love suprises but oh wow...... just the thought of you clicking on that footage and making something for me and about our boy makes my heart beat so hard!!!!!! i'm so full of love frfr

thank you so so so so much, my love! that's really special for me 🥺💜 i love and adore you to the jin (moon) and back 💕

speaking of jin, i'm already having the greatest day in weeks, my older sister is finally here so we've been watching a lot of tannies content together. it's a lovely day so far 💗 you only made it better!

i hope you're having a lovely night! stay always safe and healthy 💖

me seeing your post and your message

[cosmicdreamgrl]

hi my love! here to leave an appropriate birthday message. like i said many times before, you're so important to me. today we might celebrate your birthday but i celebrate you in my life daily. you once said that it looks that i was here the whole time but it's insane that i started it out only 8 months ago. and it was the best 8 months so far, the best decision i've ever made because i could not only make my love for the tannies shout out i actually met amazing people that i will cherish and keep (if it has to be) for the rest of my life. you're def one of them, i can't imagine be here without you anymore. but not just here, i def need you in my life. anyway, i hope i'm not being confusing now.

happiest of the birthdays, hope your day is full of love, joy and happiness. wish you nothing but the best this world can provide today and always. stay healthy and safe, remember to always drink water, keep yourself warm or be careful with heat, summer is near there, right?! i love you very very very very much 🌷🎁🥳🎈💗 *kisses on the forehead*

oh pat *hugs you and never lets you go* i did say that but only because it's true, sometimes it's wild but amazing to me that you can know a person for such a short amount of time and feel like you've known them a lifetime. i still remember when i started seeing your gifs and was intrigued because we hadn't any new ccs on the site in awhile and so i followed you, if someone had told me that such a small decision would lead to me gaining a person i cherish so deeply? i don't think i would've believed it, and yet here we are. bts has led me to not only you but so many others that i'm lucky to call friends, i doubt there will ever be enough words to thank them for the gift of all of you. i'm going to be crying a flood of tears today fr, you have made me so emotional, it's insane

i wish the same for you, i hope your days are lighter and that you still manage to find joy where you can. i hope you remember to take care of yourself as best as you can and yes, it's officially summer here aka my favourite season so i'm enjoying the fairer weather while it's here. happy almost friday for you love, and you can be sure than i'll be here later to geek out about jungkook's song. until then, all the kisses, hugs and good things the world has to offer for you 😘💗🥰💖

[userkoo]

just realized the grammys are in exactly a week

[kpopfanfictrash]

Hello

I have been reading your work for 4 years now and I absolutely love your writing. All of it. Your Jin characterisations (side and main) are my favourite. (I'm a bit anxious about sending messages to people. I have rewritten this about 15 times now. Yeah, even anon makes me nervous I am not sure why.)

LTH is really really great. I like that y/n / reader (reader inserts are all oc's to me) decided to wait and solve her problems and just take a minute, make sense of all the information and digest everything instead of going to Jungkook immediately after her conversation with yoongi to talk through everything. Or atleast that's what it feels like for now.

For theories about what happens to clean ocean's problems, maybe she solves the problem without JK's help. Maybe her teaming up with her brother (resolving some family issues) or a minor tweak in the plans or a surprise/unlikely sponsor saving the day and giving y/n and everyone at clean ocean a break or hoseok and y/n miraculously saving the day. JK helping out anonymously or just declaring it and switching things up in his corporation would also be a great character arc thing for him plus another he really cares moment. That's all of the possible what happens with clean ocean theories I can think of.

I might be in favour of the without jk's help and maybe her brother pitching in route. JK did help out with the venue last time.

Also wanted to say I am a big reader but I recently realised I read fanfics to fill the romcom/melo hole in my reading lists. I generally don't like reading them but apparently fanfics are it. And your writing, characterisations and the added personalities of the tannies might be my absolute favourite. Sidenote your dedication to write. On a schedule. AMAZING!

Ah please do excuse any grammatical mistakes. English is not my first language.

Hope this gigantic message reaches in one piece. If I guessed anything right or even if I didn't you don't have to reply. I just wanted all thoughts in the message to get to you.

Four years!! Ahh, thank you so much for staying with me and reading my stories for as long as you have, anon. It makes me so glad to hear you've continued to enjoy the things that I've posted.

I'm the same way, where I don't really see reader inserts as 'me' but rather, read them as their own individuals. I am so happy to hear you enjoy l2h!y/n! She's one of my personal favorites, as well and it's been fun writing a slightly more mature heroine.

Ahhh, I love all the theories you laid out!! Thank you so much for sharing with me, and I suppose we shall see what comes true...

SIDE NOTE, I got to the end of this message, saw you say that English isn't your first language and I'm floored LOL your writing is flawless, please don't apologize!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS KIND MESSAGE! I hope you are doing well, staying safe + healthy and that you have the best day/night!

[thegreatestofheck]

Ocean and Alcohol Pt. 12 ✘JJ Maybank✘

part one! part two! part three! part four! part five! part six! part seven! part eight! part nine! part ten! part eleven!

(gif not mine. All credit to rudypankow!)

Word count - 5522 Warnings - Swearing, underage drinking Synopsis - The Pogues have internal issues in regards to a new member joining. But John B comes up with a clever idea on how to smooth things over.  Taglist -  @bitterbethany​​​​​  @lovelymaybankk​​​​​  @ilymarkchan​​​​​  @downbytheouterbanks​​​​​  @clearcolourlessglass​​​​​  @obxwriterfan​​​​​  @tangledinsparkles​​​ ​​ @chill-sushi​​​ @summerintheobx​ @kiarasgold​ A/N - Thank you all for the love I got on the last chapter. It was truly astounding. I’ll admit that this chapter wasn’t my absolute favorite, but it was important that I carried on with the story. After rereading some of the earlier chapters, I decided that I needed a chapter that wasn’t about the plot and was just JJ and Ellie hanging out, so that’s what the next chapter is going to be. Fluff and maybe a little bit of angst, but mostly fluff. I hope you can enjoy this chapter for now, though! Thank you all again for the love and support. Stay safe, stay healthy, stay groovy out there ladies, gentlement, and all the rest of you wonderful folk! 

***

The cool breeze ruffled your hair, goosebumps prickling your skin. JJ’s white collared shirt he had worn to the party was draped over your shoulders. He sat next to you, so close that you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. With your adrenaline from the night fading fast, a rather large rock of fear dropped into your stomach. You couldn’t imagine what kind of storm your father was raging back at home. Shutting your eyes, you prayed silently that Kid had the smarts to stay out of his way. 

“So, like, my dad’s already going to kill me,” Pope said as John B stoked the fire. “What’s this mandatory meeting about?” 

JJ looked up to John B, who pointed finger guns at him. 

“Might as well tell him, man,” JJ said, the barest hint of a smile on his face. “Before we’re gaffed.” 

Kie turned to look at John B slowly, a look of worry on her face. 

“Ready for this?” John B asked. You nodded your head eagerly. It had to be about the gold. There was nothing else that was so important. 

“Uh, yeah,” Kie said, eyes widening. 

“So, the gold went down with the Royal Merchant,” John B started, as if telling the beginning of a long ghost story. Your heart started to pound as if it was. Pope sighed and rolled his eyes. 

“Here we go again with this,” he said, leaning back. 

“Hold on,” JJ said, “Hear him out, alright?”

Pope looked away from JJ toward John B, who had a finger to his smiling lips. He was really enjoying this whole story-telling thing. If both him and JJ were this excited, it must be a real lead. 

“It’s been here the whole time,” John B said. You scowled, your eyes narrowing as you gazed into the fire. John B looked around, letting his words settle in. “It’s on the island.” 

You sucked in a sharp intake of breath, a smile starting to widen across your lips. 

“Are you serious?” Kie asked, glancing between JJ and John B, as if one of them was going to jump up and say ‘sike!’ But neither of them did. “Oh, my god!”

“I’d like to voice my skepticism,” Pope said, leaning his elbows against his knees. 

“I’m sure you would, Pope,” John B said as he stood. You rolled your eyes at him. JJ threw a stick into the fire. “But can I please present my evidence, sir?” 

“Proceed.” Pope waved his hand in a mocking manner. 

You watched, eyes wide with merriment and a grin on your face, as John B presented his so called evidence. He spoke of Denmark Tanny, the slave who freed himself with the Royal Merchant gold, about the letter he left to his son. He told the circle about Tannyhill, the plantation that Denmark Tanny bought and how he freed slaves and got richer from his rice production. You weren’t surprised when John B told everyone that Tanny was killed, but it still made you sad. All the good he had done in his life, only to be murdered. 

“Harvest the wheat in parcel nine near the water,” John B said. “Except, there’s no wheat.” 

Your mind was swimming. It was so much to take in, so much that you didn’t really understand. 

“So, wheat is a code for gold?” you asked, squeezing your eyes shut in an attempt to understand. 

“Look at this,” John B took the two papers he had handed out and held them up. One was a picture of the gold with the wheat symbol stamped on the top. The other was the letter with the same wheat symbol on the bottom. Your heart started to soar. Kie laughed, her mouth falling open with glee. 

“Holy shit,” Pope breathed, looking at the pictures closer. 

“All we need is the original survey map of the property,” John B said, pacing back and forth in front of the fire. “And we’ve found the gold!” 

You covered your face with your hands to keep from screaming with joy. You had a chance after all, the chance to get Kid safe. 

“Okay,” Pope said, looking up. “This might have a small chance of being actually true.” 

JJ stood and walked around Pope and the fire toward John B.

“Dude, it’s like King Tut,” he said. 

“I am a genius,” John B just before JJ engulfed him in a hug. “Hello! Fire. You’re near the fire, you’re gonna burn.” 

“I’m so proud of you right now,” JJ said, pulling away. 

“Thank you,” John B breathed. 

Everything seemed to be going fine until Pope asked for the plan and then John B made the mistake of mentioning Sarah Cameron. You were excited to hear her name mentioned, but Kie was less so. 

“Why Sarah?” She asked. 

“Well, see, we, um-” The throne that John B had just been so gracefully sitting on seconds ago had now toppled over and he was fumbling. 

“This is gonna be good,” JJ mused, looking at his fingers. You watched rather uncomfortably as John B tried to explain to Kie what exactly had happened, how Sarah had helped. He may have almost convinced her that it was innocent, until JJ piped back up. “He was mackin’ on her.” 

You dropped your head into your hands. 

“Really helpful,” you said, shaking your head. 

“I wasn’t macking.” 

“You were totally macking Sarah Cameron.” 

“I really don’t think you’re helping here, JJ,” you said, cringing as you looked back up. He just shrugged. 

“I wasn’t macking on her,” John B protested, still trying to defend his innocence. “I was using her for access, okay?” 

You could see the lie in his face, but that still didn’t help the ache in your chest. You remembered when JJ gave the note to Sarah. John B must have been Vlad. The smile on her face when she saw who it was from had been real joy. If John B really had been playing her, Sarah had no idea. The thought of it made your stomach squeeze. 

Kie and John B continued to argue about Sarah while you kept your chin in your hands. You had no idea why Kie hated Sarah so much, but after knowing Kie, there must be a good reason. But also knowing Sarah, you weren’t sure what she could possibly do to make someone so levelheaded as Kie despise her. 

“Look, you guys know me!” John B said, looking around at the circle of friends. “Do I look like the type of guy to fall for Sarah Cameron.” 

You nodded your head a few times, glancing up at him. 

“Do you want us to answer that or-” Pope started. 

“You don’t know her yet. But I do,” Kie said, desperation clear in her voice. “You can’t trust her.” 

“Her brother beat me in the back with a golf club,” Pope said as he stared at the fire. You pointed at him, agreeing non-verbally.

“Rafe and Sarah are two different human beings,” John B said. 

“What did she do to you, exactly?” JJ asked Kie. That got her fired up more than she was already. 

“She’s like a spitting cobra,” Kie said, using her hands for dramatic effect. “First she blinds you and then-”

“This is a bad analogy,” Pope told her. 

“Listen to me!” Kie yelled, her voice breaking. “Whatever we get, she’s going to try and take.” 

You didn’t know if you could believe that. For years, Sarah was the closest person to you. She had been nothing but kind. She even invited you to her birthday party once. 

But John B wasn’t taking no for an answer. He had you all in the van less than five minutes later, Kie still smoldering with anger. 

When John B pulled to a stop at the Hawk’s Nest, JJ and Pope pulled the door open. 

“I think I’m going to go alone,” John B told you guys, turning around from the front seat. He looked at Kie, still hoping to convince her he was doing the right thing. But she just gave him the longest, most exaggerated eye roll. 

Thunder rumbled outside. You pulled the button up tighter around you, a chill running up your spine. You loved storms, the static in the air, the rain and the wind, the flashes of lightning. But this storm felt different. Like a warning. 

“I don’t think you should go alone,” you said, looking out the open van door to the storm out over the sea. 

“Why?” 

“I dunno. A bad feeling, I guess.” 

A bad feeling wasn’t enough to keep John B from leaving, it seemed. 

“I don’t see why we’re involving her at all,” Kie said as she leaned back against the van, arms crossed. 

“We’re not involving her, Kie,” John B protested, clearly tired of having the same conversation. “It’s just like a business meeting...thing.” 

“Promise me nothing’s happening between you two,” Kie said. 

“Nothing’s happening!” 

You and JJ looked at each other, rolling your eyes in sync. Maybe you and JJ had different ideas about what was happening between the two of them, but you both knew that something was going on. You just weren’t entirely sure why John B was being so stingy about it. 

“Dude, she’s gonna get inside you’re head,” Kie said, narrowing her eyes. Her mom voice was coming out again. Part of it was concern for her best friend, but the other part of it was obvious disdain for Sarah. This time, John B looked her dead in the eyes. 

“I promise.” 

“That was believable,” JJ said as you cringed. John B just really needed to come out and say it. It would make things a thousand times better than lying continually.

“A hundred percent believable,” Pope echoed. 

“Just go,” you said to John B. “It’s gonna start pouring soon.” 

“We’ll just sit here,” Pope said with a sigh as John B stepped out of the car. “In this hot ass car...while it’s lightning.” 

Kie was less than pleased. 

“Is it lightning or lightninging?” You asked, fiddling with the frayed edges of your dress. 

“I think it’s lightning,” Pope said. 

“But then it’s a verb and a noun. That doesn’t make sense.” 

“That’s just the way it is, Elm.” 

***

You sighed, looking back out the window. Yeah, you had a really bad feeling about this. 

“I told him not to go!” Kie paced back and forth, the bottom of her dress sweeping past your feet. 

“You act like it was Sarah who pushed him,” you grumbled, legs bouncing beneath you. 

The four of you sat outside of John B’s hospital room as you waited to hear from the doctor any news. Kie hadn’t stopped pacing. Pope hadn’t looked up from the floor. JJ hadn’t taken his hand out of yours. He wanted to kill Topper and part of him knew that if he left you, he might do just that. Even when he squeezed too hard, you didn’t let go. Since seeing John B unconscious on the ground, JJ had barely said a word. You couldn’t imagine what it might be like to see the person you care about most in the world in that position. You tried not to think about how you would feel if it was Kid. 

Sarah was inside the hospital room, sitting on the edge of his bed, holding his hand in hers. After hearing everything that John B had said about using her, you couldn’t help but feel horrible. You should tell her so she wouldn’t have to find out the hard way. But you also barely believed John B when he said it. 

“I’m gonna kill Topper,” JJ ground out through his teeth. You hid a grimace as he squeezed your hand even tighter. The two of you kept your heads down when doctors passed, not really wanting questions about the bruises and cuts. 

You wanted to kill Topper just as much. It was his fault you were in the current condition, after all, and now he had shoved your friend off a building. You couldn’t believe it, but you were almost starting to hate him more than Rafe. 

Of course, you didn’t say that. JJ needed someone to keep him out of trouble, not throw him deeper into it. 

Sarah emerged from the room, arms wrapped tightly around herself. Kie rolled her eyes and turned her back, JJ standing and dragging you up with him. 

“They said…” She cleared her throat before lifting her head higher. “They said that it’s just a concussion and a fractured wrist. He’s going to be fine.” 

There was a collective sigh of relief. You felt JJ’s grip loosen just ever so slightly. 

“What about DCS?” Pope asked, finally lifting his head. “They know he’s here. They’ll take him away.” 

Sarah shook her head slowly, biting her lower lip. 

“I talked to my dad. He’s willing to be John B’s legal guardian.”

That was a bombshell that you weren’t expecting. Your mouth fell open and you glanced over at JJ, whose eyes widened. 

“Wait, like, live with you?” Kie asked, accusation heavy in her tone. Sarah nodded her head a few times. 

“Yeah.” 

“Great. That’s just great,” JJ scoffed, pulling his hand out of yours. He turned around, messing with his hat. You walked over to Sarah and pulled her into a hug. She was hesitant to reciprocate it, but eventually, she wrapped her arms around your waist. 

“Thank you,” you whispered. All she did was nod, sniffling. 

“We should go,” Pope said finally. You let your arms fall from around Sarah. She wiped a quick tear away and turned back toward the hospital room. 

“Where do we go?” You asked, turning toward them with your hands on your hips. “I don’t think any of us can go home right now.” 

“We can go to the Wreck?” Kie suggested. “There are some spare clothes there than we can change into. Get some food. Wait for John B to wake up.” 

“Maybe we should crash at the Chateau first,” Pope said, rubbing his palms against his shorts. “I’m beat and I need to sleep.” 

“I second that,” JJ said, lifting his hand. When Kie looked at you, all you did was nod your head. You hadn’t realized how tired you were until they mentioned sleep. It had been a long, exhausting day and you somehow knew that the next few days weren’t going to be any easier. 

***

“You two do anything funny,” Pope warned, pointing a finger at you and JJ. “I’m setting your bed on fire.” 

You found the energy to smile as you dropped into the bed. 

“Aye, aye,” JJ said with a mock salute. He fell, face first, against the bed beside you, his arm flopping over your stomach. Kie shook her head as she walked into John B’s room. Pope disappeared down the hall. 

It was too hot for blankets. You kicked them onto the floor with a huff as JJ threw his shirt at the wall. You could feel JJ start to pull at the bottom of your dress. 

“What are you doing?” You asked him, glaring. He shrugged. 

“It’s hot in here. Just want you to be comfortable.” 

You shook him off, rolling onto your side. 

“You heard what Pope said. I don’t want to be responsible for John B’s house burning down. JJ sighed and kissed your shoulder before flopping back against the pillows. 

Your eyes fluttered, already half asleep. Something kept you awake. A few minutes past before you saw something large skittle across the floor. It didn’t take long for you to realize what it was. 

“JJ,” you mumbled. When he didn’t respond, you tried again a little louder. “JJ.” 

“Hmm?” He was more asleep than you had been. 

“There’s a big old heckin’ spider on the floor,” you said, limply pointing at the spider. JJ sat up and looked down at you with a partial smile. 

“What happened to your sailor’s mouth?” He asked. You turned to look at him with half open eyes. 

“JJ,” you said. “There’s a big old fucking spider on the floor.” 

He clucked his tongue, smile widening. 

“Atta girl.” 

He slid off the bed, tiptoeing to the other side. He walked over to his shoes, but you held out a hand for him to stop. 

“Don’t kill it though,” you asked, your voice whinier than you wanted it to be. 

“Sure.” JJ disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a large cup. You nodded your head against your pillow. You watched, vision blurry from a desire to sleep, as JJ scooped the spider into the cup and carried it outside. 

“Thank you,” you mused as he lay back down beside you. Instead of answering, he lay on his stomach beside you, his head resting against your shoulder, arm laying across your back. Despite the added heat from his body, you couldn’t have been more comfortable. 

You fell asleep with a smile on your face. 

***

Arriving at the Wreck, you couldn’t be happier at the smell of food or the prospect of a new set of clothes. 

“I’m burning this dress,” you grumbled as Kie helped you shimmy out of it. She was unusually quiet. “Are you okay?” 

She shrugged her shoulders. 

“I’m sure John B is going to be fine,” you said with a smile. “He’ll meet us here.” 

“Yeah, I’m sure John B is doing just fine.” Kie turned around so you could help her unzip her dress. 

“What did happen between you and Sarah anyway?” Kie tensed. “It’s just us girls, right? You can trust me, Kie.” 

“Yeah? I thought I could trust her, too.” You were tempted not to push further, but then Kie sighed, pulling a tank top over her head. “We were best friends once. And then she stabbed me in the back, turned everyone at school against me.” 

Your stomach dropped. Even though you couldn’t imagine Sarah doing anything like that, you couldn’t not believe Kie and the grief on her face. 

“Kie, I’m so sorry.” 

“That’s why I didn’t want John B to go. It’s clear he likes her and I just don’t want him to get his heartbroken.” 

You nodded your head. That made more sense to you than an impersonal vendetta. There was a knock on the bathroom door. 

“What are you guys doing in there?” Pope called through the door. 

“Anything I can watch?” JJ asked. You could hear his smile in his voice.

You looked at Kie with a sigh. 

“Why do I like him?” 

Kie shrugged her shoulders, but there was a hint of an almost smile on her face. You shook your head and opened the door. 

“Surprise,” Kie said. “We were just changing you perv.” 

John B showed up a few minutes later and the smile that had graced Kie’s lips was gone.

“So, do you have a membership card?” Pope asked, tucking his hands behind his head. You helped Kie pass out a few drinks as John B sat down. 

“I don’t know, Pope.” You could tell he was exhausted.

“Does it come with a free sweater vest or do you have to buy one on your own?” 

You scowled to yourself, sitting at one of the open chairs. JJ leaned his hands on the back of your chair. 

“Look, you promised,” Kie said, staring down at John B. “You said you weren’t with her.” 

Even though you understood Kie’s concern, you weren’t sure why they weren’t happier for him. He got around the foster system, wasn’t that a good thing? Maybe since you were the only other one at risk of the foster system, you were the only one who really understood how terrifying the idea could be. 

“Bro, just own it,” JJ said, taking a sip from his cup. 

“If you want to hang out with her, that’s fine. But I’m letting you know now, I’m doing anything with her,” Kie said. You let out a heavy sigh. 

“Do you guys see her here?” John B asked. “No? Right. A little focus would be fantastic.” 

The switch was almost instant. John B pulled out the map, the conversation switching from Sarah. 

Thirty minutes later, you were sitting at the remains of Battery Jasper, staring out at the ocean. Pope had the map spread out across the wall. You leaned in close to get a good look. 

“Parcel 9,” you said, pointing at it. 

“Right, so it’s northeast of here,” he said and you nodded your head. 

“Somewhere over that way.” Kie pointed out over the land. 

“That’s not Tannyhill, that’s a subdivision,” JJ said with a shake of his head. 

“Tannyhill used to be the entire island.” 

“We need another marker,” Kie said, walking over. 

“What about that?” You pointed a thick line right in front of Parcel 9. 

“That’s a wall,” Pope said. “Perfect, Elm.” 

Back on the road, Pope sat in the front of the seat with the map. He navigated for John B. You felt your pulse spike. You were actually doing this. And it might actually work. 

But then you pulled up to the Craine House and your heart sank. You remembered the story that JJ had told Kid about Mrs. Craine and her husband. You felt sick to your stomach as the five of you hopped over the wall. Barely listening as JJ retold the story he learned from Hollis, you looked behind every tree as if expecting to see the old lady jump out and chop your head off. 

Chills ran up and down your arms as JJ recounted the story. 

“JJ, stop it. You’re freaking me out,” you said, peering behind another tree. 

“You’re so full of shit,” John B laughed. 

Pope asked a few more questions, feeding into JJ’s story. You stood closer to Kie, who clearly didn’t believe anything JJ was saying. John B rolled his eyes and started to walk away. 

“Dude, wait!” JJ called after him. 

“What?” John B snapped, turning back around. 

“You sure you wanna do this? She’s an ax murderer. You got a cast on.” 

“I don’t give a shit if she’s an ax murderer, okay?” 

“I do,” you piped in. “Just a little bit.” 

“I got nothing to lose,” John B continued as if you said nothing. “You coming or what?” 

Kie was the first to follow him and Pope went after her, but JJ stayed back, scratching his arm. 

“You want me to walk behind you?” You teased, walking up to him with a smile. He looked around. 

“We’ll go together,” he said, taking your hand. You were glad for it. You didn’t really want to walk behind him, afraid that the crazy murderer lady would creep up behind you and cut your head off, but if JJ asked, you would have. His hand in yours made the fear fade. 

You snuck through the tall grass behind Pope until John B called for you to stop. 

“You scared, JJ?” Kie asked with a playful grin, looking down at your interlocked hands. 

“I was,” you said, squeezing his hand once. “Call me crazy, but talking about ax murderers doesn’t entirely make me feel safe.” 

“Fair point.” 

“Okay,” John B interjected. “Here’s the plan. We need to look for the wheat near the water like it said in Denmark’s letter.” 

“What kind of water?” Pope asked. “Like...pond water?” 

“Bong water?” JJ suggested with a laugh. Both Kie and Pope turned to look at JJ, eyebrows raised. You closed your eyes, breathing steadily through your nose. 

“No, it just said look for water, okay?” 

“That’s the shittiest secret message ever,” Kie said as she started to walk toward the house. 

“You wanna complain a little more, Kie?” John B asked after her. “Nobody said it would be easy.” 

“I’ll search the northeast, you guys search the northwest quadrant,” Pope said. 

“The decapitation quadrant?” JJ asked as Pope walked away. You let out a deep sigh. This was going to be a long day. 

***

There was little to do as John B and Kie slapped skeeters off of each other. All you could really find to do was lean up against the wall and swat bugs away from you. 

“Can we leave?” JJ asked, looking around the small basement. 

“Don’t you think it’s weird there are so many bugs?” Pope asked you. You pinched your eyebrows together, but then nodded her head slowly. 

“There aren’t usually so many, unless they’re by-”

“Water.” 

Realization hit suddenly. You pushed yourself off the wall and walked over to where Pope was, eyes scanning the floorboards. Flashlight scanning the floor, you froze when you heard the ground beneath Pope creak. He looked up at you and you felt your lips twinge upward. You shuffled a few of the broken pieces of wood out of his way as Pope plucked a small rock off the ground and crouched down. You knelt beside him. 

“Hey, I think I found Mrs. Craine’s voodoo doll,” JJ said. Kie and John B continued to slap each other. 

Pope took the rock in his hand and dropped it through the floorboards. You waited, straining your ear. You heard the splash and a grin spread across your face. The same smile grew on Pope’s face as he looked up at you.

“The water,” you breathed. He nodded and the two of you started to move the rest of the junk. 

“Hey, guys!” Pope whispered. 

“Hey, Pope,” JJ replied. 

Kie shushed the two of you, turning away from John B. 

“Hey, help us move this,” Pope said, standing straight. He grabbed John B’s arm. “We need to move this.” 

“Okay.” John B lifted his hands. “Just...quietly.” 

With all of the hands working together to move the trash, it went a lot faster. Then, moving the boards, you found yourself staring down into a deep well. 

“Well, well, well,” Pope said. You almost laughed. 

“They built this part of the house right over it,” Kie said, squatting down. 

“This is where she hid the bodies.” JJ stared into the well. You shook your head. 

“Dude, c’mon.” Pope tapped his fist against JJ’s arm. 

“No, I’m dead serious.” 

“Yeah, you will be dead if you don’t stop talking about Mrs. Craine,” you said, nodding toward the well. 

“She probably doesn’t even know it’s here,” Kie added, shining her flashlight into the well. It was too deep to really see anything. 

“So, we found water,” Pope said, turning the attention back to the object at hand. 

“We’re gonna need a really big rope.” 

***

Once you got back to the Chateau, your nerves abuzz with excitement, John B took off on some unknown trip (but you guessed that it had something to do with Sarah). You elected yourself to go and pick up some groceries. 

In doing so, you managed to miss the entire Kie vs. John B and Sarah debacle. You walked up to the Chateau, bags hanging off of your arms, a smile still on your face. You had found the water where the “wheat” was. The gold was right there. All you had to do was get down a really deep well and find it. No biggie, right? 

But then you saw JJ and John B sitting in the kitchen. Glancing around, the skip in your step slowing and your smile fading, you saw Pope and Kie down by the docks. Something about the separation didn’t feel right to you. 

“What did you two do?” You asked as you walked inside, setting the groceries on the counter. 

“Wasn’t me,” JJ said, putting his hands in the air. 

“I tried to pull Sarah in but Kie wasn’t too fond of that idea,” John B said, hanging his head. 

“And by ‘not too fond’ he means that Kie wants him to choose between the two of them, but he won’t.” 

You pursed your lips and started to unpack the bags. 

“That’s not really a fair ultimatum,” you said, tossing JJ a bag of fresh bread. 

Pope walked back in with a deep sigh. 

“What’d she say?” John B asked.

“That you’re an idiot.” 

You wished that you could shrink away from this entire conversation. It felt like a Pogue thing. The boys argued back and forth for a moment as you passed out apples and set out some grapes. Maybe they were all just hungry. If they just ate….

“I’ve got a plan,” John B said, which pulled your attention back. “And you three are going to help me out.” 

***

You were assigned to Kie duty with Pope. It felt wrong to be lying to her about what was really going on, but you knew that it was for good reason. Hopefully, she would understand that, too. 

“Can’t you guys do anything without me?” Kie asked as you pulled up to the boat. The sun had slowly started to set, getting closer to the horizon. 

“Definitely not,” you breathed as Pope pulled up to the HMS Pogue. You leaned back against the side of the boat while Kie climbed into the Pogue. As soon as she was off, Pope turned his small boat around. 

“They’re going to kill us,” you said, squinting your eyes against the heavy glare of the sun. 

“Most definitely,” Pope agreed. 

You sat up when you heard the sound of hollering and two large splashes. Running to the front of your small boat, you offered your hand to the boys as they neared. 

By the time they were back on, Sarah and Kie were both leaning off the edge of the Pogue, shouting. You grimaced and gave a wave. 

“Get your assess back here!” Kie called. 

“Can’t. Not until you two figure things out!” John B said. 

“I will kill every single one of you!” 

“Don’t let her mean words scare you,” JJ whispered, grinning like an idiot. 

“You can’t just leave!” Sarah cried. 

“There’s food in the cabin and JJ rolled a blunt,” John B said, waving his hand. 

“Hydroponic!” 

The boat started to splutter away, leaving Sarah and Kie behind. 

“Love you guys!” John B called one last time. JJ gave a whooping laugh. 

As you made your way back toward shore, you wondered if this was really going to work. After all, Kie was probably the most stubborn person you had ever met and if she was dead set on something, she wasn’t about to let it go. Then again, the boys did know her better than you did. 

“So, what now?” You asked. 

“Now we wait until morning,” John B said. By the grin on his face, he looked rather pleased with himself. 

“What do we do until then?” 

“I could think of a couple of things…” 

“Really, JJ?” Pope rolled his eyes. “In front of my boat?” 

JJ shrugged, leaning back as he draped an arm around your waist. 

“If you wanted,” John B said, fiddling with his fingers. “Pope and I could get out of the house if-”

“God, John B,” you cringed, covering your eyes with your hands. 

“I mean, you’ve….” John B waved his hand through the air. You felt your cheeks burn hot. Once again, you wanted to be anywhere but here. 

“Is this what you boys talk about on a daily basis?” You asked. 

“Only sometimes,” Pope told you, not taking his eyes off of the water in front of them. 

“No, John B,” JJ said. “It hasn’t really come up.” 

“It hasn’t come up?” John B scoffed. “Why don’t I believe you?” 

“Ellie isn’t a fan of sex.” JJ shrugged. You turned to look at him, eyes wide. This wasn’t really a conversation you wanted to have right now. “I can’t push her.” 

“JJ,” you said quietly, trying to smile. “Please stop talking.” 

“You don’t like sex?” John B asked, somehow surprised. You turned to look at him, trying to keep your smile, but it was obviously forced. 

“Not really, no,” you told him. 

“Any particular reason or-” 

You almost considered telling them. There weren’t supposed to be secrets among you, but this was a secret that could cost you your life. If the beating you got from your dad was just after he found out that you had been sneaking around, there was no telling what he would do if he found out that you told them what he had done to you. 

You shook your head. 

“Just not a fan.” 

“Hey, you know what?” John B said, handing you a beer. “That’s valid.” 

You felt yourself give a real smile as you accepted it. You popped it open a took a long drink, feeling the familiar taste on your tongue. In recent weeks, you found that that feeling of calm it brought you could be found somewhere else. 

You put your head on JJ’s shoulder, letting your eyes close. The wind drowned out the cries of Kie and Sarah, rapidly disappearing behind the small boat. 

With the alcohol in your system and the smell of the ocean filling your nostrils, the craziness of the world didn’t seem to be able to touch you. 

[snow-whiteandred-rose]

How You Met- Taehyung

A/N: I’m sick. Wuhu. But I hope everyone of you healthy and alright.  Please look after yourself and stay safe! Everything will be good. At least I had time to write my How You Met text with Tae  Hope you enjoy- Eve Word count: 1K Pairing: Taehyung  x Reader Genre: Fluff 

The cherry blossoms fell silently into the green grass. A light breeze drifted through the trees and caused the birds to chirp. Mild sunlight made its way pass the feathery clouds. It really was a wonderful spring afternoon. You strolled along the cobbled path holding your cup of coffee. Finally you could wear your thinner baby-blue parka and classic slippers. Smiling to yourself as you listened to the children playing and laughing to your right, you just enjoyed every bit of sunlight. A long and gray winter layed behind you. And it seemed that everyone was longing for a bit of warmth. As you made your way through the park you spotted families sitting on blankets, children running around, friends playing badminton and dog owners taking their pets for a walk. For you it felt like a movie scene, everything was perfect. You arrived at your destination, a small pond in the middle of the park. It was surrounded by two huge willows. On top of the water the water lilies bloomed and the high reed bended in the breeze. Luckily your favourite spot was still unoccupied. A small bench right at the trunk of one of the willows. From here you had a perfect view over the scenery. This was you hiding place ever since moving to Seoul. Here you could let your mind and thoughts run free. Clinching on you cup you closed your eyes and let your head fall back. Slowly you breathed in and out, trying not to think of anything. You just enjoyed the feeling of sunshine on your legs and felt the warmth flooding your while body. "Tan! Tan, come here!" a deep voice made your eyes flutter open.

Because you didn't want to have a look for the source of the noise you closed your eyes again continuing your meditation. Suddenly you felt something small and fluffy brushing your ankles. "Huh" you let out a quiet sound and looked down at your feet. The ball of fur was so quick that you were only able to see his white tail. The small brown dog ran as fast as his short legs could carry him. "Tannie! Come on buddy." the same deep male voice called out again. Your curiosity overtook and you turned around slightly. A tall young men was bend over so that his hands were resting on his knees. You could see his chest rising because of the exhaustion while chasing the dog. Happily the little dog ran back to him and the man crouched down to him. "What are you doing to me? I'm an old man." As if the dog understood him, he jumped up and down. "Let's take some pictures alright?" You just chuckled at this lovely scene. You could feel their love up until your hiding place. Slowly the young man stood up and made his way to the bank of the pond, his dog following him with every step. Because you didn't want to disturb his privacy you stopped looking and concentrated on yourself. But you must say he looked fantastic. He was quite tall and had long slim arms and outstanding proportions. His long brown hair was wavy and fell perfectly unperfect over his face. He wore a light brown coat and a looser fitting dark pants with budapester shoes. He started to take pictures of the surroundings and the landscape. It seemed as if he was in his own world, totally emerged in finding the perfect motive. He probably didn't know the he himself was a piece of art. The way he stood and the way he moved hypnotized you. You're plan not to look didn't really worked. Suddenly the small dog approached you happily causing your eyes to left the beautiful man. "Hey cute guy." you greeted him sweetly. "Are you bored?" The dog rolled on his back and stretched his belly. "Should I pet you? You are so cute." "His name is Yeontan." You looked up and couldn't believe your eyes. In front of you stood an angel. "He thinks you are cute too." The young man stated. You could feel your cheeks slowly blushing in a deep red. "I'm sorry", he chuckled "I didn't want to disturb you earlier. You looked so peaceful." Yeontan rolled around the grass as you continued to pet him. "No, it's totally fine. I didn't want to disturb you as well. My name is Y/N." you stretched out your hand. "I'm Taehyung." he shook your hand in response. "Do you want to sit down?" you asked. You moved a bit to the side to make room for him. "Thanks. And do you enjoy this nice afternoon?" Seeing him up-close didn't made it any better. He really looked perfect out of every angle. Luckily he didn't looked at you. Taehyung grabbed the small stick Yeontan brought him and threw it a few meters away. So he couldn't see your growing blush. "Ehm yes. Its the first spring day this year. So I took the opportunity to go to my favourite place." you smiled. "And did you took some good pictures?" Oh no, now he knows that you were watching him. "Its a really beautiful day. I like to come here, too If I'm able to. But until know, I'm not really satisfied with my pics. I'm waiting for one special motive." he explained with his relaxing and deep voice. You could listen to him for hours. He looked at you with his brown eyes and smiled.

Suddenly Yeontan jumped on your lap. "No Tan! Your paws are dirty!" Quickly Taehyung stretched out his hands to pull the dog away from you. You laughed at his shocked face "Don't worry. It's fine. I love pets. Right little bean?" you said to Yeontan and as he brushed his nose against yours. Out of nowhere you heard the clicking of a camera. You looked up and saw Taehyung taking a photo of you and Tannie. "I have my perfect shot for today." he took the camera and petted the dog as well. "Only if that's okay for you Y/N?" he looked at you again. And again you felt your heart beating faster. "I guess an artist should reward his models, right Yeontan? How about having a coffee and we're quit?" "We'll than, it's my pleasure. Should we go?" He stood up and stretched out his hand. Surprised you looked at him. 'Did he wanted to hold your hand?' His smile was so warm hearted and sincere that you had no doubts. You put Yeontan down and grabbed his hand. Spring was really about to start.

[kandikorne]

BTS Reacts To Getting You A Birthday Present

Jin:

It was casual, minus the pure excitement on his face. “Jin?” You asked a bit hesitant as his grin only broadened. 

“I’m glad you’re back you’re going to love this!” 

“Did you make chicken and rice again?” You asked eyes wide, stomach grumbling in need. His rice was always phenomenal, it was to die for as was his chicken. You had no idea how he made it, but good damn was it amazing. 

“No even better.” 

“Jin, nothing and I repeat nothing is better than your cooking, well besides you of course.” 

“Sweet of you to say but come with me,” he grabbed your wrists dragging you to the bedroom. “Jin~” You whined like a child only causing him to chuckle.

“Isn’t it great?” You turned to what he was pointing to and sighed, a full body mirror. “Jin thank you, but I feel you’ll be admiring your reflection more than me.” 

“Well I got you this so you could see yourself the way I do. All of your beauty and none of what you call unattractive, because damn Y/n, you’re something amazing.” Your cheeks darkened as you pulled him into a tight embrace, head resting comfortably on his chest. 

“How did I get so lucky to have you as a boyfriend?” You questioned as he held onto you dearly. 

“You didn't get lucky Y/n, I did.” 

“No you didn't,” this argument could go on forever and you both knew it. Smiling you looked up at him, ready with your compromise and said, “I’d say it was fate.” 

He smiled enormously and nodded, “well fate is truly wonderful for bringing us together.” 

Yoongi:

He was trying so very hard not to go back to the shared bedroom between you both and onto the soft, plush new mattress he got for you for your birthday. It was hard not to go there, the couch in comparison was all lumpy and smelled of sweat and sex, yet he still tried to nap there instead of going to the bed and ruining the surprise. 

What felt like a lifetime to him was really only five minutes as you entered the apartment, Yoongi mindlessly staring at you. “Yoongles?” You spoke softly as his head perked up and he launched off the couch and towards you. “Took you long enough,” he yawned out grabbing you by the waist with one hand, leading you to the bedroom. 

“Is this what we’re doing for my birthday?” Your brow quirked as you studied his lazy smirking face. 

“No but we can if you want to?” He asked pointedly wanting you to check out the new bed set up, with the new mattress he also bought a better headboard, sheets and pillows just for your guys nap/cuddle sessions to be comfier. Finally looking your eyes widened as you jumped onto the mattress, face first, bouncing a few times. 

“Enjoying it?”

“So soft,” you murmured face buried in the new quilt.

“Scooch over, nap time.” He stated tiredly, instead of moving you stayed there and he sighed as he crawled on top of you, getting comfortable on your back.

“Thanks Yoongi,” you whispered as you already heard his soft snores. Knowing it was safe you jokingly said, “you’re a real pain in the back Yoongi, but I love you.” Your words were soft as you smiled slowly falling asleep. 

Hoseok:

Hoseok wasn't good at surprises, he always got way too excited and it was hard to keep secrets from you. So as it was a few weeks before your birthday he was already bouncing in excitement and finding it hard to keep his cheeky grin off his face, and when he felt himself about to combust with the revelation he’d excuse himself and hide away in the bathroom with the lie of I have mad shits, sorry. 

You could see through him though, he wasn't the best liar in the world, plus who looks that happy when they have ‘mad shits?’ You figured his happiness and sneakiness was because of your birthday and you weren't going to push him, but he looked like he was suffering trying to keep it hidden. 

“Hobi?” He paused as you said his name, he was already heading to the bathroom for his quote on quote mad shits. “Yeah?” He asked eyes concerned, afraid you found out his secret. 

“I feel like you need a doctor for your bathroom problems.” 

“I’m fine Y/n.”

“I just want you to be healthy, holding things in isn’t the best.” 

“I GOT YOU A PUPPY!” He screamed as he looked at you wide eyed, his mouth a gape as he stood there frozen. “Y/n I’m sorry I didn’t mean to ruin the surp-”

“You got me a puppy?!” You exclaimed in both pure happiness and complete shock. “Where’s the puppy?” You asked jumping on your feet and Hobi shook his head and smiled at you. 

“Currently at Tae-” That was all you needed as you grabbed your shoes. “Let’s go Hoseokie, we gotta puppy to get!” 

Namjoon:

He was very articulate with the gifts that he got for you and his fellow members, but this year he wanted your gift to be more personal and hopefully bring tears from just how good it was. He was sure what he got for you would work, he had some doubts but he knew you’d love it either way. 

“Just in time,” he whispered as he grabbed the CD smiling at his hard work as he walked out of his studio as you just woke up, bed head and morning breath as you stared at him. “I missed you last night,” you stated and he smiled cheekily at you, his dimples popping causing your heart to race. 

“New album for you and the boys?” You asked with a yawn moving to the kitchen for some water as you eyed him over the counter. 

“No even more important than the boys.” 

“New mixtape?” You asked looking at him, head tilted and he nodded. 

“I bet it’s amazing ARMY will love it.” 

“It’s not for ARMY but for a particular ARMY,” he stated confusing you, before you could even ask he handed you the CD, “it’s for you. All the songs I made are just for you. About how you make me feel, how beautiful and compassionate you are. Everything on there is about you.” 

“Namjoon,” you whined embarrassed, a blush darkening your cheeks as you walked over to him resting your face against his firm chest as you wrapped your arms around him. “Thank you.” 

“Happy birthday baby,” he whispered kissing your forehead. 

Jimin:

You were hard to shop for mainly because Jimin new you weren’t that much into materialistic things but you still thought they were nice, just not your thing.  So when it came to your birthday and he was present-less, feeling as if he had failed you. 

Head in his hands, afraid that you would be heart broken by the lack of a gift. He had an hour or so until your shift ended, all he could think of was singing to you, which in his opinion was better than nothing. Yet at the same time he was so self conscious of his voice, afraid that it would crack like it’s done live a few times, he didn’t want to disappoint you.

When you arrived home he was set, he hoped his words and voice were prefect. The song wasn’t the best compared to what Yoongi and Namjoon had composed,but for you hopefully it was enough. He had put his heart, soul and mind into he lyrics. As soon as the door opened Jimin stood up and smiled adoringly at you. 

“Happy birthday Y/n, please take a seat.” Without a moment’s worth of thought you took a seat in front of him, a smile plastered on his face as he stood before you. “I’m sorry if this is terrible, but I hope you enjoy.” Before you could say anything he breathed in and started to sing. 

Your heart swelled as tears pooled in the corners of your eyes, by the time he finished you were a crying mess. “Y/n please don’t cry,” he comforted as he knelt down before you, brushing away your tears. “Jimin thank you, that was so beautiful. You’re so talented.” You gushed as you grabbed his face and kissed him. When the kiss ended he had a wide smile.

“Glad you enjoyed.” 

Taehyung:

He was aware of your soft, childish side that would occasionally come out between the both of you. So as he added the last few touches to his gift he moved back to admire it before taking a few pictures, smiling to himself whilst doing so but jumping as he heard the front door opening. 

“Stay here Tannie,” he whispered bringing his fingers to his lips as Yeontan sat on the bed amidst your presents. Smiling at how Yeontan seemed to understand he stood up and left the bedroom just as you were kicking off your shoes and entering the kitchen for the leftovers from the night before. 

“Y/n, come with me.” You spun around and faced Taehyung a large boxy grin on his face. “What’s got you so happy Taehyungie?” You asked laughing but jaw dropped as Yeontan came out. 

“Oh my god Taehyung did you do this to Yeontan?” You asked squealing at how cute he was, kneeling down Tannie ran over to you crawling onto your lap. He was dressed as Paddington, you were surprised by how he hadn’t struggled against the outfit. “Tannie,” groaned Tae shaking his head. 

“You were supposed to stay in the room.” 

“Is this all you wanted to show me?” You asked in pure happiness as you played with Tannie as Tae shook his head. “There’s more, follow me mademoiselle.”

“Ooh so fancy,” you giggled standing up as Yeontan trailed at your heels as you entered Tae’s and yours shared room. “Kim Taehyung,” you gasped as you looked at the bed full of BT21 plushies and a few other fandom stuffies. “This is so cute!” You exclaimed as you pulled him into a hug, kissing his cheek. 

“You literally got me a plushie from almost ever fandom I’m in, oh my god you’re amazing. I love you so much!” You exclaimed jumping in excitement as he smiled. “Yo’re welcome babe.” He whispered kissing you. He was the best. 

Jungkook:

He had no idea what to get you, nothing was good enough. But he had a few ideas and he was sure you’d love them. He practically had a whole day planned out for just the two of you. Unfortunately you had work today yet as you were getting ready he grabbed your phone and called in sick for you.

“Kookie have you seen my ph-” your sentence fell as you watched him hang up from your phone.  “Work’s cancelled today Y/n,” he said practically bouncing in excitement as you looked at him confused. 

“It’s your birthday and we’re celebrating right now Y/n!” He exclaimed moving across the bedroom and to you, wrapping you in his embrace. “What about you?” You asked and he laughed, “sprained ankle.” He laughed out as he pecked your forehead causing you to shake your head. 

“So what’s the game plan Kookie?” 

“Me, you, ice cream, video games, food, video games, movies, more movies, cuddling. Not in that particular order unless you want that order.” You giggled and smiled, “sounds like a good birthday to me Kookie.” 

“That’s good, but I also got you this,” moving one hand away from you and to his back pocket he pulled out a little black box. He pulled away and handed you the box, opening it, inside was a gold necklace. “Kookie this is too-”

“Keep it babe, you deserve it.” You did’t even get to protest as he he quickly pressed his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. 

[otakusut]

Apr.10th.20

#np BTS - UGH!

im always pumped when this song played! hahaha such an energetic song, make my body move through the song. and make me forgot what am about to write here. oh well, forget it. i feel happy already.

stay at home might be boring, but its for the better day of course. we will make it. stay safe, stay healthy, and dont forget to wash your hand, luv!

#np BTS - 00:00 (Zero O’clock) ~ uh uhh and you gonna be happy~ <3

did i tell you that am an ARMY? hahaha yeah i stan them since last year, around august i think? and since then i cant stop loving them. its like magic, they truly can make me happy in an instant. theres so much content from them that i feel so overwhelming, but hey during this quarantine it helps me a lot. they can reduce my stress level a looott. OH! and they drop their plan for BTS concert at home at 18 and 19 called BANGBANGCON. live streaming party on their yt channel. how lovely it is! i cant wait! thank you, tannie. BORAHAE!!! xoxo, N.

[preciouseven-bangtan]

Happy 8 Years Bangtan! ♡ ♾

My sunshines, magic shop, biggest loves, and precious seven, I am forever grateful for you. Thank you for bringing warmth during cold nights and colors during dull moments. No matter what, I will be here cheering for you. We got you, I got you. Always.

Let’s keep running also this year. Our journey will continue. I am looking forward to the day when BTS and ARMY will finally reunite but for now, stay safe and stay healthy. See you soon, Tannies. (i’ll see you at a stadium soon! I am holding onto that.) 보라해! 💜

8 years to ♾ with BTS

[sharionpage]

Identity: Not Just a Fashion

The Self Improvement Blog | Self Esteem | Self Confidence

Identity. Self-esteem. Self-confidence. Individuality. Each are words we hear every day. But when I speak to women and young people and listen to how they feel about how they fit into society and the media, I wonder how much of our sense of individual confidence is generated from within. How much of it depends on what is in fashion?

One of my girlfriends recently admitted that part of her confidence in her own body shape is because it’s become societally desirable. When Alek Wek was on the front of all the magazines with her gorgeous Dinka features, the media constantly reminded us that she was very far from the conventional beauty ideals at the time. Whose beauty ideals? For me, Alek is a stunning woman full-stop. As much as I was thrilled to see her ‘breaking barriers’ and records, I feel strongly that we didn’t need the media to tell us what beauty looks like.

From disability to color and everything in between, it seems like not a week goes by that a new identity trend is on the front page. Only where it was once a new seasonal color or skirt style; it is now people’s actual real identities.

As a PR expert, I know how the media machine works. The media uses representation to convey (or push!) specific ideas and values related to culture and identity in society. Blackness, disability, culture, and class have all become ‘fashionable’ at different times but why? And according to who? As a diversity marketing pioneer, I’m always happy to see new frontiers being forged. But as a psychologist, my concern is that these representations aren’t an authentic celebration of our differences. I’m concerned that they are more and more a temporary act of ‘permission’ for minorities to feel at ease with their individuality.

The problem is that fashion isn’t timeless, it’s what is hot right now today. Once the season is over, today’s hottest trend becomes ‘out’ overnight. So what happens when the trend is over?

Last year Kylie Jenner caused a backlash when she posed for a photo shoot in a wheelchair. She appeared as a ‘disabled’ fetish sex doll all in the name of ‘fashion.’

The media touted it as an ‘empowering representation’ of disability.

Historically, people with disabilities have been denied fundamental human and civil rights. Modern societies still attach a huge stigma to both physical and mental disability. As it stands, the representation of models with disabilities is particularly bad in the UK. To me, an able-bodied reality TV star posing in a wheelchair isn’t a route to the disabled community feeling relevant. Kylie Jenner sitting in a wheelchair doesn’t promote diversity, it portrays disability as a fad.

The Paralympics sparked similar conversations with Paralympian Baroness Tanni Grey-Thompson pointing out,

“When we see next year’s hate crime figures then we’ll have a better view of whether there’s been a real change or whether it’s been a moment in time.”

Whether we like to admit it or not, it feels good to be ‘en vogue’ and particularly for those of us in minority communities, the feeling of acceptance from seeing your culture, race, disability or ‘look’ on the front of Vogue is reassuring. Still, this shouldn’t be viewed as validation.

Our teenagers are totally consumed by this feeling. In their world social currency is the amount of “likes” or

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“retweets” they get. With their self-esteem at a low (7 in 10 girls believe they are not good enough), social media has become a safe haven as they instantly get the attention or the validation they are craving for. When this stops or changes, the effect on a young person’s self-esteem is catastrophic, in some cases resulting in suicide.

For adults, social media might not have the same appeal or importance but mainstream media affects us all. Some time ago Dove performed a study that revealed women are suffering poor self-esteem because of advertising campaigns which use airbrushing techniques to portray ”unattainable perfection” with 80% of us unhappy with our appearance. We might feel that our days of trying to fit in with the ‘popular’ crowd are over but with statistics like those, we’re more susceptible than we realize.

When self-esteem is harvested from within, our confidence is more likely to be centered on who we are as unique individuals. So, regardless of the latest trend or fad and whether it reflects us, our sense of identity and self-esteem stays intact.

Few would argue that exchanging cultural ideas is a negative thing. But what happens when the influence and origins of a culture or community go unacknowledged and ignored? How are we meant to feel accepted as individuals if we need celebrity fashion to validate our uniqueness?

I was a model in the 80’s and I can tell you now that a big butt was not in fashion. I weighed every week to maintain a tiny 8 stone figure and part of my success was down to my lean figure. Today, I’m no longer a size zero. But black body shapes are suddenly being accepted because of the ‘Kim Kardashian curves’ fashion. Am I supposed to feel better about myself because of that? Will we remember how to love our shapes and sizes and big butts once the trend is over? Or will we go straight back to asking ‘does my bum look big in this?’

My standards for my body no longer depends on what I’m told is ‘O.K.’  I understand now more than ever that when self-esteem is dependent on a person, trend, or campaign, anything external, it will crumble the moment that thing is taken away.

I grew up as a minority and the last thing me and my peers received when my mum put my hair in cornrows was praise from my non-black peers. So much so that girls of my generation desperately wanted their hair chemically straightened so that they could ‘fit in’. Fast forward to 2017 and Selfridges. One of London’s oldest and best-loved department stores opened Braid Bar. Celebrity models Lila Grace Moss and Stella Jones (the daughters of supermodel Kate Moss and Clash guitarist Mick Jones) helped launch the campaign. The problem is, whilst Selfridges might say this is a ‘step forward’ I don’t see how a pair of white privileged teens can ‘endorse’ a protective Afro hairstyle that has history and meaning. This isn’t an example of progress to me, it’s another fad.

I would rather my daughters love their hair and feel confident wearing their braids for themselves regardless of the latest campaign because I feel it has a deeper, more enduring impact.

We grow and harvest self-belief from inside. It’s the power base of energy that we were born with. The first step to achieving any kind of ‘wholeness’ is to develop the strengths within our character; to celebrate and accept our own quirks and uniqueness.  When you spend your time wishing you were somebody else, comparing yourself to someone else, regretting what you have or have not done, analysing your every flaw, wishing you were more ‘normal’ and only feeling confident when someone like you is on the screen, you are driving yourself further and further away from your life’s happiness. The solution? Your identity, history, and body are as unique as your DNA. So look yourself in the eye, appreciate yourself for everything that you are and celebrate the uniqueness of YOU.

A strong sense of self-worth will never be out of fashion.

About Dr. Diahanne Rhiney

Biography

Dr. Rhiney is a leading-edge Domestic Violence interventionist. Her passion lies in providing guidance, support, education and giving voice to marginalized groups.  Further, she is a recognized award-winning commentator using her multiple platforms and enterprises to raise awareness, educate and empower. She has developed groups, presented workshops and spoken extensively on self-esteem, body issues, children in care, abuse, emotional wellbeing and healthy relationships (including peer pressure and intimate relationship abuse). Also, she is a long time ambassador for children’s women’s rights, safety, and wellbeing.

Diahanne has provided training for foster carers on the challenges of online grooming. She has also worked across borders in Washington, Ghana and Malta focusing on concepts of ‘wholeness’.  She is a qualified psychologist. Her pioneering Domestic Violence charity, Strength With In Me Foundation (S.W.I.M) is a trailblazing method for change. The Foundation equips the next generation with the tools to avoid negative relationships and make empowered life choices.

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