“rank XII within organization XIII. larxene is the group’s only female member, and also has a very sadistic nature. she controls lightning, and uses it to thrash opponents with rapid attacks while also attacking them with her weapons: electrified throwing knives.”
On Friday night hubby and I went to a bar with some friends. We had a good time playing pool and picking songs on the juke box to dance to. Near the end of the night I found myself outside having a smoke with a handsome young guy who was a friend of a friend who had been at the bar. He played a few rounds of pool with us and even danced with myself and one of my girl friends for part of the night. We had talked and lightly flirted throughout the night but wasn’t aggressive as he knew I was married and my husband was at the bar as well.
After he offered me a light and made some comment about having a good time dancing with me and my friend I joking looked at him and said “ Do you think it would be possible to have a quickie out here with out anyone inside suspecting a thing?” He said probably if you went behind one of the vans in the parking lot sure. I smiled at him and said want to try. He just looked and me shocked and said “you serious?” I said yeah and lead him towards the van. A few seconds later I was unzipping his pants and taking his cock in my mouth. He had a nice cock and I really wanted to take my time sucking it but knew that wouldn’t be possible so once he was hard I stood up, turned around and bent over pushed my pants down my and pulled my panties to the side he pushed his cock into me as he said oh fuck and let out a moan. He grabbed my hips and pounded me as I stared at the bar exit keeping a eye out so we didn’t get caught. He kept saying oh god this is so hot as he thrust his young hard cock into me. I told him he needed to hurry and he said he was close. He pounded me fast and hard and asked me where he should cum? I told him to cum in me so he pumped a few more times then pulled me towards him and held me there as I felt his cock throb and him empty a load into my married cunt. I fixed my panties pulled my pants up lit another smoke and headed back towards the bar.
“Revenge?” You inquired with a smirk as he dragged you out of your room.
“Come on. We have to make her feel bad, you know?”
“Aren’t we supposed to be the bigger people?” You raised an eyebrow. Stopping in his tracks, he sighed. “Aren’t you mad about what she did?”
“Then, for once, just this once, for your…boyfriend, can you agree?” He drawled out the word ‘boyfriend’ as if testing it out and then nodded in satisfaction.
“Boyfriend, huh? I don’t recall you asking to be my boyfriend,” you looked around, aimlessly.
“But Y/N,” Jungkook whined, shaking your hand in his grasp.
“I’ve already told you I love you and I’ve kissed you,” He peered down at you with a raised brow. When you nodded, motioning him to continue, he shook his head as a chuckled released from his lips. “Now, all that there’s left is the question. Will you be my girlfriend?”
“Sure, I love you, too, so it’s very clear that’d be my answer. Now, what were you thinking for revenge?”
“That’s it? A ‘Sure’? You know what, I should’ve expected that,” He laughed.
“Did you expect me to jump into your arms oh so gracefully and give you a kiss?”
“I mean, that’d be nice,” Jungkook shrugged with a cheeky grin. Rolling your eyes, you stood on your tippy-toes and pecked his cheek. He pouted but nonetheless walked along.
“So, girlfriend, my plan of revenge is messy,” Jungkook smirked, leading you to his dorms.
“You’re not gonna call me that always, right? I like the sound of it but do we want to be that couple?” After a moment of silence you nodded to yourself. “Of course we do. We’ll annoy the shit out of people.”
“So what were you thinking?” You asked again when you reached his room; a room you stayed in plenty of time. You were the one who hogged his bed and constantly fought over room while, Yoongi, poor Yoongi, had to watch from the other side. Unlike you, Jungkook had a roommate.
Opening the door, you both walked in. At the sound, Yoongi’s head popped up from his laying down position on the bed. “Y/N! I never thought I’d say this, but I missed you here!” Yoongi shouted, grinning ear to ear. You’ve never seen him like this.
“Hyung,” Jungkook sighed.
“Nope, I missed Y/N. How many times have I told you to apologize to her for ignoring her for so long?” Yoongi stood up and walked over to the both of you.
“Many,” Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly, casting his eyes downward.
“Oh really? Well, hate to break it to you but it required a Vmin intervention to get him to apologize,” You playfully scowled in Jungkook’s direction.
“Why, what happened?”
“That girl I met once when she came over and after she left, I banned her from coming back because she was too damn annoying? Yeah, I remember her,” Yoongi rolled his eyes as if recalling a day he’d much rather forget.
“She wasn’t my pen pal…Y/N was,” Jungkook still obviously felt guilty for picking a stranger over you.
“Oh? That makes a lot of sense. I liked your pen pal’s sense of humor and I liked Y/N,” Snapping his fingers he shook his head, “Should connected them sooner.”
“Well, now she’s exposed and Kook and I want to get revenge,” You clapped your hands, smiling sweetly.
“And we’re dating! Y/N, can’t forget about the highlight,” Jungkook grinned.
“I sure hope you are. The way Jungkook used to go on and on about you, you already knew he was in love with you.”
“Hyung! Not important right now! Revenge plan, remember?” Jungkook waved his hands around.
“I love a good revenge plan. What were you thinking?”
“Remember the paint war we were supposed to have?”
“The one with the balloons?”
Nodding his head, Jungkook grinned. “That’s a great idea!”
Looking between the two boys who’d be thought being twelve years old with a conversation like this, you were confused. Paint war? Balloons?
“You think? It isn’t too mean?”
“You’re asking the wrong person…I’d write roast the shit out of them with a diss track. How can I help?”
“Great. More of Jungkook’s friends. Wanna yell at me, too?” You overheard Y/F/N groan when she spotted Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin approaching her.
Both you and Jungkook were hiding on top of a probably restricted construction structure. It was in front of one of the buildings being repaired from storm damage. Under the structure, was Y/F/N where you had planned her to be.
“We were just wondering why you lied to Jungkook,” Jin said, innocently, walking closer, but not close enough to be ‘revenge-ed.’
“I have to explain it to you, too? Ugh, honestly if I had known this would be the consequences of being his friend in the first place then I’d–” You nudged Jungkook to hurry up and start. Jungkook sent you a smirk before dropping the blue water balloon so it landed on her head.
She let out a shriek as you stifled a laugh. The boys in front of her laughed their asses off, and you quickly grabbed the special present Taehyung gave you. Throwing it on the ground next to her, an eruption of purple smoke was released.
“Smoke bomb. Smart,” Jungkook nodded, handing you a balloon. You both threw the remaining balloons before the smoke dissipated and scurried off the structure. You pretended to be just walking in on the scene, noticing the boys motioning you over.
“You did this!” Y/F/N pointed an accusing finger at the two of you. Putting both your hands up in surrender you denied, “We just got here, how would we?” You couldn’t contain your laugh as you observed her. She was a rainbow. Her arms were green and orange, while her head and torso was a mixture between blues and pinks.
“Then maybe it was the other two,” She was fuming.
“Us?” Taehyung and Jimin genuinely just entered the scene. All the while, other students walked by with snickers and smirks on their faces.
“Wondered why she got that.”
“I don’t care. She deserved it. You know she stole my boyfriend in freshman year?”
“She looks better like that.”
“I’d give a high five to the person who did that.”
Smirking to yourselves, both you and Jungkook returned to your dorm room. “Now, that, was fun,” You yelled, a large grin on your face. Tackling Jungkook in an embrace, you sighed in content.
“Princess, as long as you’re dating me, it’ll always be fun,” He wiggled his eyebrows, suggestively.
“Says the virgin,” You smirked causing him to gasp.
“Hey! You’re making fun!”
“No, no, just a small tease,” You leaned up and pecked his lips. Humming in response, Jungkook pulled you onto your bed. Hovering over you and wrapping his arms around you, he gave a cute smile.
“Just letting you know, I’m not letting go. Ever,” He buried his head in the crook of your neck as you laid underneath him.
“Good. Because I don’t want you to.”
The both of you soon fell asleep, your hand playing with his hair, a new thing you did that Jungkook loved. However, like the last time, you managed to move around so you were against his chest and legs tangled together.
This time, when you woke up, there was no awkwardness. Soft smiles and sweet words were exchanged between you two and man, you wondered what the hell you did to deserve it.
That day, you were both sent to you Dean’s office where Y/F/N, still some part of her body covered in paint splatters, sat in his chair. You sat in the other two seats next to Y/F/N.
“I’m sorry Y/F/N, but no one saw it,” your Dean apologized.
“They had a smoke bomb! Believe me they did it!” She pointed another accusing finger at you.
“And why would they do that?” The Dean raised his eyebrow. You and Jungkook exchanged glances. You were both expecting this. If Y/F/N said you waned revenge, she’d have to explain why. And why would be the reason she’d be in trouble. Pretending to be someone else, especially if it was part of an assignment, was a violation and she knew that.
Opening her mouth a few times, she looked down and grumbled to herself. Looking back up sweetly, she apologized, “You know, it probably wasn’t them. I’m sorry for wasting your time.” Then she marched out the door and closed it behind her.
“I’m sorry I had to have you here. You see, paint was thrown at Y/F/N and she thought you two were the culprits. Do you know why’d she’d think that?”
The both of you shook your heads in disbelief, widening your eyes. “What?” “No way!”
“I thought so. You can leave now,” the Dean motioned to the door.
“See? Smoke bombs are smart,” you smirked, out of ear range of the Dean’s office.
Intertwining your hands, Jungkook sighed, “What an adventure; First I talked to my pen pal, then you, then back to my pen pal, then you, and then Y/F/N, and then you who was my pen pal all along? Wow, what a story to tell.”
“Yeah, at least we’re both at fault. We both did stupid things.”
“Because we’re both idiots,” Jungkook finished.
“For each other,” you pinched his cheek lovingly, causing him to groan.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
“As Sarcastic Princess would say, I love me too,” You smiled when he chuckled. “Oh, and I love you, too.”
ITS OVER *wipes tear* I hope this was an okay ending that satisfied you all! Thank you all so much for reading this and leaving such sweet messages and asks. I couldn’t ask for a better bunch of readers.
As for the next pen pal, it’s going to be….*drum rolls* Yoongi’s!!! So all you Yoongi biased (heh me too) be sure to stick around!! Pls, I love making friends.
How did you like it? Any particular parts you loved? Let me know!
Ingrid Bergman : Was effectively blacklisted in 1949 for having an affair with director Roberto Rossellini and having a child out of wedlock with him. Bergman decided to live with Rossellini in Italy, abandoning Hollywood films and making movies with her husband in his home country. She returned to the US film industry at the end of their marriage. Her comeback movie Anastasia (1956) earned her an Oscar.
- Her arrival for her first day’s work; wheeled into the studio on a bicycle and wearing sunglasses
Bette Davis : When she died, her false eyelashes were auctioned off, fetching a price of $600. Previously, she had said that her biggest secret was brown mascara.
- Nominated for an Academy Award 5 years in a row, in 1939, 1940, 1941, 1942 and 1943.She shares the record for most consecutive nominations with Greer Garson.
Ava Gardner : An Australian reporter found that Gardner was quite adept at foul language, and her swearing was “like a sailor and a truck driver were having a competition."She threw a glass of champagne at the reporter.
- While living in Spain, became a good friend of the writer Ernest Hemingway, whom she and his other friends called "Papa”. Both of then were fans of bullfighting
Norma Shearer : She would not remove her wedding ring for a role, preferring to cover it up with flesh-colored tape.
- Was meticulous about her appearance. Early in her career, she spent money she could barely afford on the services on an eye doctor, who trained her to strengthen a weak eye. She swam everyday, had massages to firm her figure, and dieted religiously.
Carole Lombard : The plane crash that killed her took place less than a month before the Oscars. Despite her mother’s premonition of the disaster, she refused to take a train to Los Angeles. She was reputedly in a rush after getting wind of an alleged affair between her husband Clark Gable and Lana Turner who were filming Somewhere I’ll Find You (1942) at the time
- In 1926,an automobile accident badly cut her face. Advanced plastic surgery and use of make-up covered the scars. However, at the time the belief was that use of anesthetic during the operation would leave worse scars, so she endured the reconstructive surgery without an anesthetic.
Joan Crawford : She had a cleanliness obsession. She used to wash her hands every ten minutes and follow guests around her house wiping everything they touched, especially doorknobs and pieces from her china set. She would never smoke a cigarette unless she opened the pack herself, and would never use another cigarette out of that pack if someone else had touched it
- She was so dedicated to her fans that she always personally responded to her fan mail by typing responses on blue paper and autographing it. A great deal of her spare time and weekends were spent doing this
Barbara Stanwyck : Often called “The Best Actress Who Never Won an Oscar.”
- Started smoking when she was nine.
Marlene Dietrich : First German actress to be Oscar-nominated.
- She demanded that Max Factor sprinkle half an ounce of real gold dust into her wigs to add glitter to her tresses during filming.
Greta Garbo : Left John Gilbert standing at the altar in 1927 when she got cold feet about marrying him.
- Popularized trench coats and berets in the 1930s.
Marilyn Monroe : She found it almost impossible to learn lines, and took 60 takes to deliver the line “It’s me, Sugar”, in Some Like it Hot.
- Today, her estate makes around five million dollars a year.
- Marilyn was only the second woman to head her own production company (Mary Pickford was the first).
James Dean : Dean claimed his middle name, “Byron,” came from the Romantic Poet, Lord Byron.
- He kept a copy of The Little Prince on his nightstand and frequently quoted from it.
Marlon Brando : Lived on infamous “Bad Boy Drive” (Muholland Drive in Beverly Hills, California), which received its nickname because its residents were famous “bad boy” actors Jack Nicholson, Warren Beatty and Brando.
- In his autobiography, he said that he was physically attracted to Vivien Leigh during the making of A Streetcar Named Desire (1951). However, he could not bring himself to seduce her, as he found her husband, Laurence Olivier, to be such a “nice guy”.
Audrey Hepburn: She was an introvert. Unlike most celebrities, Audrey did not crave the spotlight or being surrounded by groups of fans and entourages.
- She decided to make acting her career as she couldn’t attain the status of prima ballerina, due to her height and weakness (the after effect of malnutrition).