And the song just happened to be EXACTLY the lyrics I was looking for

SDCC Steven Universe Panel Highlights

I thought I’d summarize some details on the San Diego Comic Con panel for anyone who wants it.

The panel at SDCC opened with a live singing of the theme song.

Zach Callison is the moderator. He introduced the guests: Michaela Dietz (Amethyst), Deedee Magno Hall (Pearl), Estelle (Garnet), AJ Michalka (Stevonnie), and of course Rebecca Sugar. He gives her congrats on the Emmy nomination (which is for “Mr. Greg” if you didn’t know). Then he asks the other cast members some questions. This is all paraphrased, not direct quoting.

Zach to Michaela: What Amethyst quotes do you use most in daily life?

Michaela says that when she wakes up, she makes noises that sound like her Gem is cracked. Then she says maybe she should change her answer to “womp womp.”

Zach breaks in with “Which way to the baby war?” as his favorite.

Zach to Deedee: What songs do you sing around the house?

She responds “Which do I NOT sing?” She likes “Love Like You” in the shower. “Steven and the Stevens” when she’s doing dishes, and “Peace and Love” a lot lately. Her kids are learning the songs on piano and ukulele, so there’s lots of SU tunes happening in her house.

Zach to Estelle: How has the popularity of the show affected your music career?

Estelle basically says a new generation of people are noticing her music and realizing she is the singer on songs they encounter in the wild. Zach says he grew up on “American Boy.” ;)

Zach to AJ: How has Stevonnie changed since their first appearance?

She says Stevonnie has learned a lot, and has more confidence now.

Then the cast does a great little line read of the scene when Stevonnie first appears, beginning with them barging in with “Pretty cool right?” The voice actors all say their parts and perform it slightly differently, which is cute. Then they do a version of “Here Comes a Thought” with Estelle and AJ!

Zach to Rebecca: What’s next on Steven Universe?

(Of course she laughs.)

Rebecca says the show has recently had so many huge events, so there will be lots of fallout, like a roller coaster from here on out. Then they show a clip. It’s sort of like a trailer. It’s all about Lapis’s conflictedness not wanting to get caught in another war, Homeworld’s future actions, Pearl being unable to properly explain the context of everything even though she wants to, and Greg not knowing his place in all this.

Zach says he hadn’t seen it yet.

Then they talk a bit about the Save the Light game coming out. A trailer for the game pops up and it includes footage that hasn’t been seen. Including a new character: Squaridot, a Peridot from Homeworld.

Rebecca was very involved in the making of the game. She says having a console game is a dream come true because they could do so much more than with the small mobile game, Attack the Light. There are Fusions and original characters, and the mechanics are relationship-based, and Greg is a player character who can play guitar. She likes that Squaridot is a Peridot who hasn’t made the kind of progress that Peridot has made. They segue to say Shelby Rabara (Peridot’s voice actor) is taking over social media for the week.

Then they talk about the Art and Origins book being out, and how there’s a SDCC-exclusive version. Launching also is the podcast, a 10-episode production, about the production of the show. McKenzie Atwood is the host. Rebecca and Steven were Episode 1–I’ve already heard this (and I seem to recall there wasn’t really a lot of new info except that the Gem writing in the Kindergarten will say who each section belongs to if you can read it, and that a lot of Ishtar imagery was used, including the 7 lions and the stars). Rebecca did episode 1 of the podcast with her brother, and says she wishes she could do everything with Steven. Zach and Grace are Episode 2.  

They talk about how the soundtrack Volume 1 is out, and announce that a vinyl version is out in fall! A limited-run Stronger than You and Love Like You vinyl single is out for SDCC.

Then they play a name-the-song game with SU cosplayers. They complimented a Pearl cosplayer’s cool spear too. They read lyrics, tell what song it’s from, and if the player gets it right, they win a vinyl single. Quiz songs included “Love Like You,” “Wailing Stone,” “Let Me Drive My Van Into Your Heart,” “Steven and the Stevens,” “It’s Over, Isn’t It,” “What’s the Use of Feeling (Blue),” and “Comet.” Most people got them right, but if they got it wrong they got to try another one.

Then there’s a Q&A, which I’m paraphrasing the 12 questions:

1. Audience member: Fluorite is a polyamorous relationship, right? What inspired it?

Rebecca said she went to an LGBTQ center in Long Beach and chatted about what stuff they really wanted to see. Poly relationships came up. (So yes, that’s confirmed, though in my opinion it really didn’t have to be since they were pretty clear about it!)

2. Audience member: Fan theories–do they influence you or do you have a master plan?

Rebecca says she loves fan theories, but they work way further in the future, so no, they really don’t influence what the story does. She has loved reading the theories about the trial, because some are onto something, and some are like way off. Zach says the good stuff gets downvoted a lot.

3. Audience member: Says a favorite character of theirs is Rainbow Quartz, and wants to know will we see a version of her with Steven?

Rebecca says of course she can’t give spoilers, but that Rainbow Quartz 2.0 would inevitably be different. Then she quickly says, “Forget I said that.”

4. Audience member: How old is Lion? Have we seen all his powers?

Rebecca says it’s a good question and can’t say exactly. The episode “Buddy’s Book” gives a hint at the general time when Rose was spending time with seven lions. That’s a gauge for how old Lion is. She implies that Lion does have more to show us about what he can do.

5. Audience member: Regarding the “Off Colors” episode, which Off Color do you relate to?

Rebecca immediately says “Rhodonite, the neurotic.” Then Zach says he relates to Padparadscha because he’ll trail off in the middle of a sentence. Deedee says she relates to that too.

6. Audience member: On writing music for the show–any challenges?

Rebecca says it’s very challenging–they’re given no extra time to work on the songs. “Mr. Greg” was most challenging of course. Zach is glad the Emmys recognized Rebecca’s extra hours. He said he had a hard time when his voice changed. “Puberty is a thing,” he says, while talking about some songs he struggled with.

7. Audience member: Will there be a Blu-Ray?

Rebecca would like it. Making it happen will take more moments like this (the panel, people showing up for the show).

8. Audience member: Did Yellow Diamond shatter Pink Diamond?

Dude.

Zach: “We won’t tell anyone what you say Rebecca.”

Rebecca just says she’s really excited about the next run because it was a chance to do a real murder mystery.

9. Audience member: What inspired you to use gems/rocks?

Rebecca: “Aesthetic! It’d look cool!” But she learned a lot about myths. Smoky Quartz was fun to learn about gem trivia for, building important symbolism into their character. Estelle said gems are just really pretty, that’s enough of a reason.

10. Audience member: How often do you write a song and then build an episode around it or vice versa?

Rebecca says it depends. Character stories will need a song when dialogue just isn’t enough. “Here Comes a Thought” was unusual since it came before the episode. She wanted it to be a tool to teach kids about mindfulness meditation.

11. Audience member: Do you anticipate what’s going to be popular on your show?

Rebecca says on the inside they focus on loving what they’re making. Team ideas that are spur of the moment seem to catch on most with the fans too. They discuss Padparadscha’s immense popularity. Sapphires are sort of Zelda-like, Rebecca says, and she wanted one who reminded her of Peach. Lamar Abrams came up with the idea of making her hair kinda look like a crown to increase the feeling that she has a matching vibe.

12. Audience member: On Lars’ development: was it planned initially?

Rebecca says it happened naturally. He’s one of the oldest characters in the show, and she was drawing him in college. Lars-n-Sadie comics are older than SU. (This was already known but apparently some people didn’t know they predate the show.) So of course they were always going to be important. (Zach says Lars was important in the pilot for calling Steven names.)

Why the SPN mixtape scene from 12x19 is screenwriting gold, and should be taught to the next generations of screenwriters everywhere - analysis

20 seconds. Two lines of dialogue, three gestures, a couple more camera angles. Episode 19, season 12 of a genre TV show “Supernatural”. A single strike of screenwriting and cinematic genius. The mixtape scene.

Robert Berens and Meredith Glynn, I bow before you.

This scene should be used as an example for future screenwriters how you can put maximum of meaning into minimal time and dialogue. Should be analyzed and taught at universities everywhere, how to achieve the most using the least. How to write for TV, where you only have less than an hour to built something spectacular.

WOW.

Let’s just peel off all the layers of these 20 seconds of footage and these 13 words. 13 WORDS.

(Cas knocks, Dean doesn’t say anything. Cas opens the door, apologizes for disturbing Dean in his room, and then takes a cassette tape out of his left inside coat pocket, and puts it on the desk, while tapping the label on it that says “Deans (sic!) top 13 Zepp traxx”.)

Cas: Um, I just wanted to return this.

Dean: It’s a gift. You keep those.

13 tracks. 13 words. The future. So number thirteen is important for the future. I mean, are you trying to tell us something here, writers?

(Dean takes the tape, oustreches his arm, and gives it back to Cas. We see Cas’ hand grabbing the tape, and taking it back.)

That tiny scene is ENORMOUS from the perspective of the narrative and the characterization. Let’s see what we can get out of it. (Prepare yourself: it’s gonna be long. Damn, how much meta can you write based on 20 seconds of television and two lines of dialogue?) (Hint: A lot.)

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  • we open with sana reciting this surah, which i see as an effort from sana to try and regain focus on her faith (but you should ask the muslims in the fandom <3)
  • very violent online abuse flashes before her eyes, apparently from when she was in middle school (here’s a detailing of the abuse)
  • once again, sana’s prayer is interrupted (it’s always interrupted either by an external character, or by her own thoughts…at the end of the series we’ll see her pray uninterrupted and it will be gorgeous)
  • we get this beautiful shot of literal and metaphorical self reflection. sana is broken after the latest events and she is now trying to pick herself back up (so, of course, she tries to go back to the beginning: the sana we first saw on the show, before it all started)
  • adding the above piece of art for reasons (like to charge/reblog to cast)
  • we’ve seen sana wear very loose hijabs this season, i remember people commenting on it. here, she tightens the fabric around her neck. i see it as her trying to protect herself. she needs all the extra strength she can get. all the extra fabric between her and the world.
  • she tries to reach out for the only friend (we know of) she could have left: jamilla. but we see they never got closure on the “sharmutta incident” and, when sana scrolls up, she is reminded of how much her and jamilla differ from one another. and she gives up.
  • quick note: i am not too happy too see jamilla painted as this hating muslimah but i’ll wait until the end of the series. her comment “i was just trying to protect you” reminds me a lot of sonja, who i hated really badly when she confronted isak during the hotel scene. but who redeemed herself and explained her behaviour in the end.
  • we see their last messages are from january 2016, so just after season 1 if i’m not mistaken? the tension started then and that’s probably why sana and her were already at war during season 2.
  • anyone knows what game the norwegians are playing at the school? it looks like a dance of some sorts: the way they’re placed and the couple is running in between the two groups…
  • isak is wearing a dandelion. from twitter: løvetannbarn (dandelion child) means person that has survived almost impossible upbringing.
  • this time, the lyrics are so on the nose even the beautiful subbers decided to translate some of them: an even song. to me, reminiscent of all the rumours spread about him paralleling the rumours spread about sana right now.
  • we see the pictures from the teaser: isak’s eye, sara (same jacket), noora…
    we’re missing the brown hair with a hand ruffling them and the carrot munching (but i feel like the carrot bit was more symbolic than anything)
  • sana is back to the beginning (see above) except, this time, it’s reversed: she’s not joining the girl squad and the russbuss. she’s leaving both.
  • liar liar pants on fire
  • and she’s not trying to show, like in her first clip where she sassed vilde and told her being a russ was punished by stoning, that she can and will become a russ. she’s instead using her faith as a reason for why she doesn’t want to be a russ. very flippening, much reversal.
  • sana goes to class and…
  • the book is open on a page about dandelions.
  • which brings me to the symbolism of the dandelion. according to google, dandelion translates to “dent de lion” in french which means “lion’s tooth” (i can vouch for that), summoning the symbolic meaning of lions: courage, pride, family (connection/communication). the dandelion is also a sun symbol (#sanasol).
  • we get this exchange that i LOVE but that, unfortunately, is getting misunderstood: sana and isak are awkward around each other but both really want to talk to each other. sana, after looking at isak’s very obvious blackeye, glances at the dandelion in his hair. isak scoffs and takes it off.
    you can’t take a black eye off. you can’t get rid of that barrier between two people. but you can take a flower off. i feel like the flower, here, is a perfect way for them to (in the sweetest way) break the ice. our attention is briefly redirected from the (devastating) black eye to the (hopeful) flower and, for a moment, everything is OK.

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Columbine Songs

Eminem and Columbine


I am an Eminem Fan for years now and when I started to get more and more into True Crime I was surprised to find a lot of his Lyrics mentioning Columbine which I never really realised before. Of course he also mentioned other murderers or events, like Ted Bundy and the Aurora theater shooting but I wanted to start with the Columbine lyrics because there’s a lot of material. So let’s start:


The Way I Am, 2000
0:00-0:16
When a dude’s getting bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it’s at!
Middle America, now it’s a tragedy
Now it’s so sad to see, an upper-class city
Havin’ this happening

Marshall states that he thinks that he thinks that not music is the reason for the shooting but bullying and the parents. But as we all know Marilyn Manson was partly blamed for Columbine by the media.
Em is also making fun of the fact that Columbine was the first shooting that people cared this much about although there have been a lot of shootings but now it happened at a “nice” school.

There is an alternative version of this song featuring Marilyn Manson (x)
He performed it live with Manson (x and x)
Manson also appeared in the official video (x)

Remember me, 2000
0:17-0:30
Came home and somebody musta broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16’s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each

Em is making fun of the idea that musicians like him are a bad influence because he is not the one who gives these kids their weapons.

And as we all know, Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold both wore a Trenchcoat when the attack started, that’s why „both of my Trenchcoats“ were stolen. And so he thinks that they were stolen to start another Columbine.
And when you have these „two kids“ with guns that, when you shoot them, „reach through six kids each“ you have 12 dead kids. And as we all know, during the Columbine massacre died 12 kids (and one adult).

By the way, Eminem needed two months to write his whole verse on this song while Sticky Fingaz wrote his verse in one day. 


I’m Back, 2000
0:30-0:41
I take seven [kids] from [Columbine]
Stand ‘em all in line, add an AK-47, a revolver, a 9
A MAC-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine
And that’s a whole school of bullies shot up all at one time

This is probably the most well known Columbine reference made by Eminem.
This album came out one year after the massacre so it was still an sensitive subject. Therefore his label censored these two words (Kids and Columbine), even on the explicit version of the album.
I don’t think I have to explain what exactly this lyric means, it’s pretty clear.
In his book he states this:


“ I was getting shit about the Columbine reference on “I’m Back” and the label was telling me that I wasn’t gonna be able to say it. My whole thing was, what is the big fucking deal? That shit happens all the time. Why is that topic so touchy as opposed to, say a four-year-old kid drowning? Why isn’t that considered a huge tragedy? People die in the city all the time. People get shot, people get stabbed, raped, mugged, killed and all kinds of shit. What the fuck is the big deal with Columbine that makes it separate from any other tragedy in America?”

In 2015 a 15 year-old boy was arrested. He posted these lyrics on Instagram and added “Cause I’m just like shady and just as crazy as the world was over that whole Y2K thing”
The origiginal lyrics are “ ‘Cause (I'mmmm) Shady, they call me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing”

When authorities searched the boy’s home they found weaponry and eventually arrested him. He denied any knowledge of the weapons and said he didn’t post this text on Instagram.


White America, 2002
0:42-0:48
White America, I could be one of your kids
White America, little Eric looks just like this

In this song it’s not only about the Lyrics but also about the music video.
With “little Eric” he mentioned Eric Harris but it was also meant as an example for a typical white kid. He is from middle america because his name is in the middle of amERICa.
The interesting part is, as I said, the video. Where you can see news of an school shooting during “I could be one of your kids”
And during “little Eric looks just like this” you can see one of those typical yearbook pictures and the house of the school shooter. The house looks a bit like the one the Harrises had.

When these lines get repeated you can see a boy full of (probably) blood stepping out of the map of america. On his shirt is written “I am Eric”.


Rap God, 2013
0:49-0:54
I’ll take seven kids from Columbine
Put ‘em all in a line, add an AK-47, a revolver and a 9

This was the first time we could hear the Columbine Line uncensored. Eminem didn’t rap all of the “I’m back” lines because he just wanted to
“See if I get away with it now that I ain’t as big as I was”
As you can hear, he got away with it.





Eminem is one of the few people who openly give their sympathy for the two shooters.
He admitted to be interested in serial killers in this statement:
“I did find myself watching a lot of documentaries on serial killers, I mean, I always had a thing for them. I’ve always been intrigued by them and I found that watching movies about killers sparked something in me.The way a serial killer’s mind works, just the psychology of them is pretty fucking crazy. I was definitely inspired by that, but most of the album’s imagery came from my own mind.”

But Marshall Mathers seems to have an very personal realationship with the whole Columbine Issue.
He himself was bullied on a daily basis during his childhood, often for his race and for always being the new kid. When he was nine years old he got beaten up so bad he was in an coma for several days. I think he is one of the people who is trying to understand what Harris and Klebold were going through.
But I think it is important to mention, that he is the living proof that even when your life is is shitty right now because of some people who have nothing in their life but to terrorize you, that you can still have a better life. And you beat them best when you keep on living.

“That Columbine shit is so fucking touchy. As much sympathy as we give the Columbine shootings, nobody ever looked at it from the fuckin’ point of view of the kids who were bullied—I mean, they took their own fucking life! And it was because they were pushed so far to the fucking edge that they were fucking so mad. I’ve been that mad.

-Marshall Mathers

Linkin Park & Me

If you’ve ever gotten to know me, you know that I’m a Linkin Park fan. Like a really, really, REALLY big Linkin Park fan. I’ve never been one to stan too hard over anything, but I’m a Linkin Park stan. For a long time, Linkin Park has been more than just a favorite band, they’ve been a crucial part of my identity since I was thirteen.

I don’t remember when exactly I first heard of Linkin Park. It was at the end of the seventh grade. The name intrigued me, but I wasn’t really into heavy metal. I remember seeing the video for “One Step Closer” on the wall of TVS at Wet Seal, and being shocked at how much I liked it. Then summer came along. I was watching MTV during a stretch of videos in the middle of the day, and the video for “Crawling” came on. I sat with my jaw open throughout the whole thing. It was utterly rapturous. Beautiful. The most incredible thing I had ever, ever, ever heard. 

At the time, the biggest music act in the world around me was Britney Spears, whose hyper-sexualized little girl act revolted me (the older, more mature well-versed in feminism me still finds the act revolting, but with a more nuanced understanding of female sexuality and the male gaze). With the notion ingrained in my head that being a typical teenage girl meant tiny clothing, suggestive lyrics, and lots of belly-wiggling and hip thrusting, being a “freak” was a refuge. I wasn’t here to shake my ass and coyly tell the world that I was a virgin. I was a chubby girl who was never going to look like Britney, and being a “freak” was how I asserted that I had more to offer than just sexy flesh.

I got emo glasses that were just like Chester’s, thick black, rectangular glasses that I’ve worn ever since. I bought a new wardrobe at Hot Topic. I hung out with a bunch of other “freaks” who adored Linkin Park. On the morning of 9/11, I remember having an argument with my friends over what happened in the “Crawling” video. I listened to Hybrid Theory on the bus ride home every day. I listened to it falling asleep. I made my first serious attempt at writing something. 

That’s the other part of my identity, I’m a writer. A writer and a Linkin Park fan, those are the two intractable parts of who I am and who I want to be that stays the same through everything and around which everything else is built. Everything, every poem, every blog post, every novel, every script, EVERYTHING, I write with the intention of being as good as Linkin Park’s music is. That’s always been my highest ambition, to write something that makes someone else feel like I feel when I listen to Linkin Park. I don’t know if I’ve achieved that goal yet, but I still want to.

I’ve struggled with teen angst, ADD, and depression, and Linkin Park helped give voice to all of that. In a vast, dark sea of love songs, sex songs, and songs about money, drugs, and riches, songs about emotions and experiences rife with darkness was something I could relate to. I sometimes joke about today’s pop music’s lack of angst, “What do kids these days listen to when they want to *feel* something?” 

I always wanted to meet Chester Bennington, but, now I’ll have to accept the fact that I never will. It fucking hurts. But I can still say what I’d hoped to say to him: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. For being so unique, for writing such incredible music, for being in my life. From the deepest part of my soul, thank you for existing.

Imagine

Here’s my meta about the last clip of episode 5.

  • Our intro shot of the karaoke bar introduces our players. I’m especially interested in how we see Mari and Sara twice each (and sharing one shot).
  • May I just say: I am glad my son Eskild is alive and Extra.
  • We have Chris talking to Sara (we don’t see Sara’s face but it’s her jumper) 👀
  • In general we have a big focus on couples (including Evak) and russebussen people. Showing, again, this season’s themes (love and identities/belongings).
  • We have some Chris and Eva talking about wiring money, which seems like foreshadowing to the russebuss contract and payment.
  • Even is about to sing and no one ships Evak more than Magnus.
  • @newlevelofdesperate​ wrote a great meta about Even singing “Imagine” by John Lennon. I agree with most of it.
    I’ll just add that the song is ironic, just like “I’m Not In Love” in s3e5. “Imagine all the people living life in peace.” Sana is feeling the song at the moment. She feels that everything came together, finally. But it’s not true. She wished she could create world peace (if you gave her the power to do so she would, she really would). But she can’t. Some things are beyond her reach and she still hasn’t managed to reconcile her two identities (Norwegian & Muslim).
    Also, I think the song is as much an Even song as a Sana one. Once again.
  • We barely see Mikael walk in, and Elias and the gang look around. Yousef seems to be looking in the crowd for Sana. 
  • No shot of the squad until we get a shot of Even seeing them. Then Magnus and Jonas turn to see where Even is looking (not Isak or Mahdi) and we get another shot of balloon squad: no Mikael. Adam and Mutta seem unconcerned. Elias though sees Even and is not smiling (but he’s not looking mad either).
    He grabs Yousef who was smiling towards Sana and…the smile falters.

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stormy nights || stiles stilinski (smut )

word count: 3550

prompt: my smut for lacrosse week!

warnings: smut, swearing

author’s note: this is my first solo smut and i hope you guys like it! let me know if i should keep writing smut. please leave feedback on this!

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Lights and Clothes On

“Request: Alright alright alright (*thinking unsexy thoughts*) could you please do something where Peter comes to stay in the tower for [part of] summer and reader is dating him but also either Steve’s or Tony’s daughter and one morning Peter comes to wake her and to get her out of bed he pulls her into a dance to the song Lights On by Shawn Mendes and her dad watches through a crack in the door (maybe even video tapes it) Pretty please! Love your blog and your works, hun!! 💕💕💕

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A/N: I feel like I rushed the ending. Oops? Anyways this was super fun to write and I really enjoyed the request. I hope this was good!!!


Some dreams are faint. The one you were having before being rudely awakened was faint for example-you felt warmth of sunlight and heard voices. A hand on your shoulder and another on your waist. 

You didn’t really remember being shaken awake with the thick cloud of sleep but it was only a few moments earlier. Now, though, you were laying on your back with a frown. “Dad, don’t make me get up,” you say with a thick drowsy voice. 

“Dad has to,” Tony replies with an apologetic sigh although you felt the non-apology even from beneath your purple linen sheets. “We have training today. And it’s Peter’s first real day. He’d want his Avenger girlfriend there with him. ”

You sat up in bed with a messy mop of [h/c] on top of your head and a glare on your face. “I’m quitting. I’m no longer an Avenger,” you told your father plainly. “And what exactly do you plan on doing with your life?” he asks with amusement dripping down his face.

“I’ll become a stripper,” you said. “My name will be White Chocolate instead of White Falcon. White Chocolate has a better ring to it, don’t you think?” 

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Originally posted by jengkook

pairing → Jungkook x Reader

genre → idol+singer-songwriter!au, drama, slight angst, smut

 warning  sex, language

word count   → 4.7k

 summary   → When the nation’s little sister, IU, gets into a huge scandal, your agency seizes the opportunity to thrust you into that now vacant spotlight. Your self-composed song Paper Doll becomes an overnight sensation, and soon people are itching to find out who was the one who broke your heart. All hell breaks loose once netizens discover that you used to date popular idol, Jeon Jungkook. Little do they know that it wasn’t him who left the relationship unscathed –  it was you.

↳ alternatively: a story on the consequences of a hit break-up song

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 a/n  → i haven’t even been on tumblr for a week and askdjjj I can’t believe how many people liked pt. i –  also, I know absolutely nothing about songwriting or music theory, or anything really, so this is me bullshitting my way through 4k words that i haven’t proofread



You associated every song of yours to a specific time and place.

The whimsical cluster chords that opened up Blue Afternoon made you think of the view from your window last spring. Looking down on the busy streets of Seoul from your flat, a crowding of umbrellas had danced to the sound of heavy rain, and you had been immediately struck with a melody line.

That was your favorite part of songwriting – that moment when you finally had something, after having absolutely nothing.

Ironically enough, out of all the songs on your album, you disliked Paper Doll the most.

Even before it had been propelled to the top of the music charts, the song had never been a favorite. The melody line was catchy but predictable, with the most common chord progressions and an overproduced chorus. The people reviewing your songs during the album production had all loved it, however, and they had adamantly decided to push it as a title track.

It was amusing how people presumed the song described a devastating heartbreak between you and your first love. They weren’t exactly wrong, but their interpretation was completely off. Still, you weren’t stupid enough to disapprove their theories. If they wanted to believe that your first boyfriend was a heartless playboy, then that wasn’t your problem.

At least you had never thought it would have to be a problem.

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Imagine a wild night in Rome with your husband after the last day of JibCon.


Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: fluff, Jensen gyrating(Yes it’s a warning), SMUT, some dirty talk

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: I  able to work this into my 30 Days of Jensen and Dean (That has gone on ENTIRELY too long.) This is fic number TWENTY-FOUR. The line, “Bring me some pie,” was requested by @percywinchester27. It was supposed to be fluff, but you can’t always get what you want. ;) This is just smutty, smut because all of the JibCon photos got me WORKED UP. (sigh) I also promised Ana so gyrating Jensen and this was the perfect opportunity for it. Not so much obviously drunk Jensen, but it’s hot either way. ;)

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ships passing in the night.

A quick, (hopefully) fluffy little fic featuring musician!Derek. Inspired by this prompts post of “Reunited AUs.”

now also on ao3!

Stiles is so close to getting somewhere with Derek. He can feel it.

They have inside jokes. They eat lunch together every day in the cafeteria. Stiles has found out that Derek can play like fifteen different instruments and likes to fiddle around with composing music in his spare time, and Derek knows all about Stiles’ fascination with folklore, unexplained phenomena, and The X-Files. Stiles overhears Derek telling Boyd that Stiles is a “brilliant researcher.” Derek has seen Stiles having a panic attack in the men’s restroom and talked him through it, and he went with Stiles as his (sadly platonic) plus-one to his dad’s wedding. There’s even a drunk almost-kiss at their boss Lydia Martin’s engagement party, Stiles making an idiot of himself but Derek smiling fondly anyway, and then—nothing.

“Hey, where’s Derek?” Stiles asks Greenberg when he comes in Monday morning. Derek is one of those annoyingly productive morning people and always beats Stiles to the office. Today his desk is empty. Like, weirdly empty. Stiles would almost venture to call it bare, except that makes no sense. “He’s not sick, is he? Or hungover?”

Although, as far as Stiles knows, Derek doesn’t drink.

“He quit,” Greenberg says, not looking up from the magazine he’s reading, as if this is totally normal.

There’s a strange ringing in Stiles’ ears. “Like, for the day?”

Greenberg doesn’t look up. “Like, for forever.”

It really is that sudden. One day he’s plugging away in the cubicle next to Stiles’, and the next, Stiles finds out from fucking Facebook that Derek Hale is overnight famous.

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When I Lost You - Part I - Jaehyun x Reader - Fuckboy HighSchool!AU

Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV

Requested by: @kpop-killed-me, I don’t know if I’ll make a part two????? but enjoy the angst!!

Word Count: 1313

Trigger Warnings: Offensive Language

Genre: Fuckboy HighSchool!AU, Angst


To everybody else, he was Jung Jaehyun. 

Senior star athlete, extreme womanizer and playboy, and the guy everybody wanted to be friends with, regardless of the consequences.

To you, he was once Jung Yoonoh; the quiet shy kid who sat by you in the library and showed you funny videos of cats on the internet when the librarian wasn’t hovering over you.

The transformation happened towards the end of sophomore year.

When you had been freshmen, the two of you were seatmates, so you ended up accidentally spending a lot of time together.

Projects were done together at cafés and ice cream parlors, cramming for midterms took place in either one of your rooms for hours on end, and by the end of freshman year, you had had a new best friend whom you could tell anything to.

That summer, you guys spent your time at the beach and parks or at comic book stores, looking through old ones people forgot even existed and pointing towards funny looking characters saying, “Oh, look, that’s you,” before bursting into uncontrollable fits of laughter.

When you got bored of going outside, in you went. Movie and show marathons, gaming sessions that ended at past midnight and had you lectured by your families, and sessions where you’d sit there and talk about anything and everything.

That was when it started.

You had accidentally said something and his eyes had widened, asking you to say it again as he scrambled up to look for a notebook and a pen.

He jotted down the words you had just said, a fire kindling inside of him as he smiled slowly, reading over the new lines he’d added.

“What’s that?” you had asked curiously, shifting a little closer so you could try and peek.

“It’s where I write my lyrics,” he explained bashfully, his neck and ears tinging red.

“Lyrics?” your voice perked up, grabbing the notebook before he could protest and reading some of the things he’d written.

“Okay, wow. These are good,” You murmured absently as you furrowed your eyebrows in concentration, making him smile and look down at his feet.

“I want to become an idol someday. A singer. I want to make my own music and sing them to my fans so they can enjoy the music like I do.”

You had looked up at him, grinning. “When are you going to audition? Why have you never told me about this before?” you asked happily.

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” he had answered, scratching his head shyly. “And probably in a year or two. I want to train first so I could be a good candidate. I don’t even know what song to pick.”

You thought about it, wondering about what he could sing.

You had given him a few suggestions, and even though he sounded terrific, he didn’t feel comfortable with any of the songs.

“Why don’t you just write your own audition song?” you had exclaimed, making him smile.

“That’s an idea! But… what if it’s not good enough?” he fretted, kicking up the dust with his feet as he worried.

“Forget it,” he said at last, “I’ll just find a song, eventually. There’s still plenty of time left.” He smiled at you, and you knew exactly what you had to do.

Sophomore year had started, and you had begun working on composing a song for him. Just because he had no faith in himself didn’t mean that you had none, either.

Anytime he spoke about his dream, his eyes would light up and he’d describe just how moved and happy he would be if he ever got to achieve it. It fueled your inspiration, and your lyric-writing skills began to flow.

It took you a few months, trying to get the right words and to compose the right music that would convey the emotions of the song properly, but you eventually did it.

During these months, he had joined the school’s basketball team, becoming the MVP quite quickly and training after hours, making you see him less and less.

You had been lucky enough to see him in the hallways sometimes, and he had started dismissing your texts and calls, bailing on your plans so he could hang out with his team and the new cheerleaders that had made the cut.

It was the day you had wanted to show him the lyrics, about a week or two before sophomore year ended, when you caught him at school.

You had stayed late in the library trying to finish a science project due the next day, and you’d finally succeeded.

“Yoonoh? Hey, wait up!” you called out as you jogged to his spot. He wasn’t alone.

“Um, who is this person?” laughed one of the cheerleaders.

“Yoonoh?” asked a jock with a lifted eyebrow, snickering.

He rounded on you, furious.

“What are you doing here?” he asked in a low, menacing voice. “Can’t you tell that I’m busy?”

Your expression fell and you gulped, not expecting this reaction out of him at all. Never had you seen him act this way during the two years you had hung out.

“Are you okay? I’ve been texting and calling you about- “

“Does it look like I give a fuck?” he whisper-yelled, the others very clearly listening in and laughing at you.

“Take a hint, honey,” said the other cheerleader of the group, winking at you pathetically.

“I’ll meet you outside, guys,” he said, and they all exchanged looks before they muttered their ‘whatever’s’ and shuffled outside.

“What the hell is your problem?” he asked roughly once they were out of earshot.

My problem? What the hell is yours? Since when have you been like this? Since when have you hung out with such people or talked like that? I’ve been trying to reach you for days, and here you are -” you furiously replied, but he cut you off.

“You never thought that maybe giving you no answer was an answer?” he sneered, and you were taken aback.

“No. I didn’t. Because my best friend, Jung Yoonoh, would never do what you’re doing.”

“It’s Jaehyun,” he corrected.

“What?”

“My name is Jaehyun. Stop calling me by my other name.”

Other name? Do you even hear yourself?!”

“Hey, look, fuck off, alright? I don’t need this right now and I’m not in the mood for it either,” he spat bitterly, making you huff as you tried to contain your anger.

“Here I was, working to make your dream come true while you threw yourself away at cheerleaders and people who don’t even know your name.”

“You don’t know me,” he shot back.

Yes I do! But I guess not anymore,” you concluded, drawing the music sheets and lyrics out of your bag and looking at them pathetically.

“Here,” you said, shoving your arm outwards so he could take them, but he only looked down at you and turned away.

“I don’t want your stupid biology notes,” he mocked, beginning to walk, and you threw the papers at his back, making him turn furiously and take an intimidating step closer.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he yelled, but you didn’t even flinch.

“They’re yours,” you stated plainly, walking past him towards the end of the hallway so you could leave before the tears spilled.

“And lose my number.”

Already have,” he spat as the door slammed shut behind you.

That was the last you’d spoken to him, when he started going through girls like they were tissues and having parties at his house every other night.

And here you were now, in senior year, opening your locker to find a paper from an entertainment company praising ‘Jung Yoonoh’ for being accepted as a trainee because of his wonderful performance. And the name of the song used at the audition was stated.

It was yours.

anonymous asked:

WTF was all that pure pastel pink promo shit weeks ago? I feel like I dreamt it. Now when I look at the album art and listen to the lyrics about different women and sex and I make no correlation to the pure soft vulnerable bare Harry on the cover. WTF is the hard candy lyrics? WTF is going on with 'I am not a womanizer' image. Oh yeah sex, drugs & rock'n'roll. That's what's going on. As a fan of rock music I am so proud of the album. As a fan of Harry, I am disappointed.

Hello, and thank you for your message.

I completely understand. In fact this morning I did a full rant about my thoughts on the matter via Twitter. You can read it here. Like high key, Twitter is where I have no filter and am like “THIS IS WHAT I’M THINKING!!” and Tumblr is where I’m an analytical hoe about things, so let’s analyse!

I listened to the breakfast show last night (as I am currently in LA) and then fell into a mini rage coma because I, too, was like, “What the actual fuck just happened?” Then I woke up to this:

And I was like, “Well this is probably the most damage control we’ve ever gotten or will get.”    

HOWEVER! The dichotomy from Harry rainbow-wearin Styles and this NO HOMO I HAVE HETERO SEX WITH ALL THE WOMEN Hersh makes me…uneasy. That’s the only word I can come up with. Let’s be honest, last week Harry looked about one tattoo and rainbow away from coming out. This might as well have been him at that hockey game:

And then today with this…

There’s just this constant push and pull between what Harry DOES and what he says in interviews. But I get it. I do. Harry Styles is a billion dollar commodity. Do you understand how much revenue he’s brought to Sony in the last month? He sold out a tour for music that no one had even heard in minutes. 

At one point in my vida loca I was offered a publishing deal with a company that everyone has heard of. They wanted to publish it through their non-fiction department and they wanted me to say that I had slept with a don or professor at my university. Which I hadn’t. This was during my final year at university, and whilst I’m sure my life would’ve had a much different trajectory I’m also sure that once people figured out who I am (as many have), I would probably be stripped of my hard-earned Oxbridge degree for lying and shaming my university. Which is why you’ve never read any kind of SCANDAL at Oxbridge. Just the normal undergrad sex and drinking stuff. I rank quite low on the list of outrageous alumni if you look at the last 900 years of students. 

Back to Haz. 

Whilst I never compromised my morals, I also didn’t sign any kind of deal with the devil when I was 16. We have absolutely no idea what the details of his employment are. And he is an employee. Harry is owned by someone. Whether you like it or not, the bottom line doesn’t stop at Harry, it stops at the people who are investing in him and relying on a substantial profit. 

Perhaps the rainbows and pink and very romantic vibes he’s got going on with just about any man in his vicinity thing were all put out there to test the waters. We know that they monitor the fandom, and maybe the analytics didn’t hit their “okay to be gay” criteria. I’m speaking bluntly in terms of business because I can guarantee you that Sony cares about exactly one thing: the money that they are making for themselves. 

Something else to consider when recovering from whiplash because of this complete 180 Harry’s done since last week, is that interview with that horrible woman who said, “Fans are convinced that ‘Sweet Creature’ is about your relationship with Louis Tomlinson. Is it?” After which Harry spent approximately 138 seconds saying “Uhhhhhhhh” before refusing to say “no”. He could’ve said no! He could’ve SHOUTED no, as he did at Grimmy when he said, “Here’s a song about Taylor Swift!” One thing we got from that interview is that Harry does indeed have the word “No” in his vocabulary. “No. This isn’t about Taylor Swift.” vs “Yes. I can understand why fans think this is about Louis because it is but I would lean towards them maybe being wrong.” That isn’t how you say no. And that didn’t go over anyone’s head. 

Honestly, I love this album. “Woman” is actually my favourite song from it at the moment. I can’t really listen to “Two Ghosts” because it sounds too much like “Revelry” by Kings of Leon and that song is forever associated with a very bad time for me so yeah. “Woman” just reminds me of Bennie and the Jets and 27 Dresses.    

I just wish it could’ve been left at, “ It’s much more powerful when not taken simply as what it is.” Because that’s so true. This album is so layered and brilliant and I think I’m mostly mad that they’ve reduced it to such a boring and blatant interpretation. We got the very opposite of what Harry’s been telling us when he all but said that these songs are about actual women that he literally slept with. 

So I guess my question is…what exactly is Jeffry helping with aside from bringing back a narrative that Harry seemed to have tried relentlessly to debunk?

I just can’t reconciliate the Harry that they’re pushing this week with the Harry that reacted this way to being called a womaniser in an interview:

Regardless of what you think or ship, I do think that it’s fair to feel like you’re being asked to accept two completely contrasting versions of Harry Styles right now. 

Writer’s Block is not a Demon

Writer’s block. That dreaded time where it seems you have angered the muses and they have left you high and dry with that little blinking cursor staring at you. It happens to everyone. Nobody can be totally on their game every time. It sucks, but you know what…you have to deal with it. Like I said, nobody can be on their game all the time but that doesn’t mean you should just sit back and let the block consume you. As much as I would like to believe that the muses are actually out there guiding the arts, they aren’t and as such it’s up to us to keep the words flowing. I know it sounds harsh and I’ll admit that I have definitely shut my laptop in frustration when I couldn’t quite figure out where I wanted the scene to go, but the truth is that the only way to get past a creative block is to keep working. How else can you expect to solve your problem if you don’t work at it? It’s like working through a difficult math equation: you won’t solve it by dreamily gazing out the window, you have to work it through. That said, there are a few tips that you can use to help you work out your block and get back on the road with your characters.

  • Actively search out inspiration. If you’re at the stage where you are facing a completely blank screen and have literally no idea what you want to write about, this is probably where you need to start. Yes, sometimes the idea for a wonderful story that you just absolutely have to write appears to you in a dream or while sitting on the bus. But sometimes you have that creative writing assignment for school or you’ve just finished your previous project and are looking for something new and the well is dry. This is when you can actively go looking for inspiration. Search the internet for writing prompt ideas (*ahem* such as at certain blogs), look for intriguing photographs that can spark your interest, read through song lyrics, poems or look at your book collection. As a history student, I find that there is lots inspiration in the misguided adventures of those before us. It doesn’t have to be a fully-fledged idea right off the bat but if you can find a spark of something it will make the next parts much easier. That is, possible. Be warned because this step can easily go wrong. One minute you’re looking at writing prompts the next you’re watching a dog learning to swim. Stay. On. Task.  
  • Don’t be afraid to be stupid. Okay, so you have a tiny inkling of an idea. You have no idea who is going to be in it, what the plot points are or where it’s going to go, but it’s a start. Now sit down, write down the idea you have and then go crazy writing down anything that comes to mind. Literally anything. It doesn’t have to make sense, it doesn’t have to be good, and you certainly don’t have to use it all later. All you’re looking for is one good idea that you get another idea from and then another…until you actually have something resembling a plot.
  • You don’t have to go chronologically. I know this might sound odd to some people or maybe, like me, it’s not something you would have considered until someone points out that it’s an option. Just because you’re writing a chronologically linear story (or maybe you’re not, whatever) doesn’t mean you have to write it that way. I once had this idea for one point of one scene basically at the end of the story. I can’t remember exactly how it all unravelled but basically that idea expanded somewhat until I had the idea for two characters and then I worked those two out and quite some time later I actually had a story out of it. It’s a way to help you think in a more fluid way. If you can’t think of what happens next, maybe think about what happens before. This isn’t for everyone, I know some people really like to stick to the story scene by scene but it’s an option worth exploring if you’re stuck.
  • Take a step back (but not for too long). Breaks are good. When you work yourself for too long whether you’re studying, writing, practicing a musical instrument or sport, it’s important to take occasional breaks to keep yourself from getting drained. However, a mistake some people make with writer’s block is to shrug, close the document/notebook and say “eh, I’m sure I’ll have an idea tomorrow.” Maybe you will, probably you won’t (see actively search out inspiration above). If you’ve been on a roll and suddenly find you’ve hit a snag, maybe you’ve been at it for too long and need a few minutes to refresh. But just like that test you need to study for or essay that’s due tomorrow, this doesn’t mean you should completely walk away. But how long should you work for?
  • Set goals. Some writers like to set daily word count goals to meet. Events like NaNoWriMo, which encourages writers to write 50,000 words in the month of November (or 1,666 words a day. Isn’t that a lovely amount?), can help train you to set goals for yourself and to work on your writing every day. You can also set a goal to finish a chapter by a certain day, or reach a point in your outline. Personally, even though I did participate in NaNo one year, I don’t like this set up even though others swear by it. There are days where I can pump out pages and pages and there are others where I need to stop and rethink a few points, feel like I need to develop a character a little more or something else of that sort which means the actual word count doesn’t go up much despite the fact that I’m still working on the project. I’m also a full-time student with a part-time job so I feel like this doesn’t quite suit me. This is why I personally prefer to set a certain time to work instead. Sometimes I go over and others, such as around finals, I can’t make all of it. And that’s okay. We all have lives and stuff happens, so don’t beat yourself up if you can’t make the goal every day. But this is why it’s important to set realistic goals that fit you. If the goal is there and you really make the effort to stick to it as much as you can it will go a long way to keep you focused on the project when you need to be. Writing even a little bit is way better than nothing at all.

so i’ve been making monthly fic recs for a full year now! that’s so insane to think about honestly. thanks for all the support! my first monthly fic rec was for april 2016 and it had 10 fics on it. now they have upwards of almost 30 fics. that’s character development. anyway…

here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of march. I recommend that you read these great fics in april, if you haven’t already. 

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)


1. Perfect Storm (80k)*

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.

2. The Night Sky is Changing Overhead (124k)**

Harry is a tattoo artist, Louis is a drama professor, and they meet during an argument at a café.

3. All I Wish Not to Remember (71k)**

What happens when all you had, all you loved, all you held dear is viciously ripped away from you? When your inner core, once filled with love and hope and light, blackens to raw, dark hatred?

What happens when your soul is hopelessly consumed and no matter how hard you try, no matter how hard you attempt to shake yourself out, to rid your tormented mind of the opaque feelings that plague you, all you can see, all you can feel, all you can want is…

Revenge.

A modern adaption of The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. A tragic tale of timeless undying love, merciless revenge, and selfless sacrifice.

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SF9 Reaction to their members flirting with their S/O

Request: anon: SF9 Reaction to one of their band members trying to flirt with their girlfriend

Author’s Note: (I changed it from “flirting with their girlfriend” to “flirting with their S/O” so it can apply to the non-female fans, as well!) Enjoy!


Originally posted by leesanhyuk

Inseong: tbh he’s the type to turn the whole situation into one big joke.

Inseong walked into the room to find you and Jaeyoon sitting particularly close to each other as he showed you some dumb video on his phone. He let out a loud, over exaggerated gasp as both of your heads snapped in his direction; startled by the sound. He dropped to his knees, fake crying and making his lip quiver, (like in the gif above), amplifying the dramatics by shouting,

“I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME? I THOUGHT WHAT WE HAD WAS SPECIAL! I GAVE YOU MY HEART, Y/N, WAS THAT NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU ?!”

You and Jaeyoon burst into laughter as you got up and walked over to your extra!boyfriend.

“Oh, hush you big baby,” you giggled, while playfully smacking his arm.

He then grabbed onto your leg and clung to it like a little kid begging his mom not to leave him.

“LOVE MEEEE,” he wailed, only making you and Jaeyoon laugh even harder than before.


Originally posted by ohjuho

Youngbin: He’s the type to immediately voice his disapproval, shutting the situation down then and there.

You had asked Taeyang to give you some dance lessons, hoping to improve your skills. Youngbin was already annoyed, and somewhat hurt, that you hadn’t come to him for help instead. But the final straw was when Youngbin decided to pay you a surprise visit in the middle of one of your sessions. He carefully peered through the glass window next to the door only to find Taeyang pressed flush against your body, with his hands on your hips. You could almost see the steam emitting from Youngbin’s ears as he stormed into the room and shouted,

“TAEYANG, YOU HAVE 2 SECONDS TO STEP AWAY FROM Y/N BEFORE I GO OVER THERE AND THROW YOU OFF!”

“H-Hyung… It’s n-not wha-” Taeyang stuttered nervously.

“Save it,” Youngbin hissed before exiting the room.

That night it took you a good hour and a half to calm Youngbin down, explain to him what really took place, and how it would never happen again.


Originally posted by sf9

Jaeyoon: He’s the type to unintentionally display his emotions in his expressions.

His usual playful sass alters to a purely bitter attitude as he watches you and Inseong giggle at the funny cartoons he was drawing. He won’t necessarily speak up about what’s bothering him, but he doesn’t need to. One glance at him, and his body language mixed with his facial expression tells you exactly how he’s feeling. He also becomes very curt with his replies.

“Babe, look at what Inseong made! Isn’t it hilarious?” you ask, on the verge of tears from laughing so hard.

“Mhmm,” he mutters in a very low, almost inaudible voice.

It doesn’t take very long for you to notice your usually hyper and enthusiastic boyfriend to be moping around; not uttering a single word. Thankfully, prolongued grudges have never been an issue in your relationship. A few bats of your eyelashes along with some pecks on the cheek, and all is forgiven.


Originally posted by sf9

Dawon: This guy… He’s an even more dramatic version of Inseong.

You’re sitting on the couch next to Zuho as he reads you some new lyrics he’s come up with. He’s spittin’ fire as you’re nodding your head to his rap; feelin’ it just as much as he is. He ends the song with a smirk on his face as you bounce up and down in place, clapping your hands, and praising him on his new composition. Your bouncing gets a little out of hand when suddenly your foot stomps down on Zuho’s, causing him to double over in pain. You felt horrible and slid closer to him, rubbing your hand up and down his back hoping to soothe him, while bending over and apologizing relentlessly. Just as Zuho was about to speak up, he was cut off.

“OH, IM SORRY! DID I INTERRUPT SOMETHING?” Dawon shouts from the doorway of the living room.

Both yours and Zuho’s heads shoot up to find Dawon staring at the two of you, eyebrows knitted, trying to put on his best angry face.

“ZUHO, MOVE AWAY FROM Y/N BEFORE I BREAK THAT PRECIOUS LITTLE NOSE OF YOURS” he roars, as he playfully stomps over to you, grabbing your hand.

He yanks you up, (not hard enough to hurt you), and drags you out of the room with him, stopping twice to shoot Zuho his best “warning” look, (as shown in the gif above), causing an uproar of giggles from both you, and Zuho.


Originally posted by ksjinie

Zuho: He’s the type to immediately shut down; giving you the cold shoulder.

Zuho watched from afar as Youngbin showed you blooper cuts from their dance practice filming. He couldn’t help the glare on his face as he observed you and Youngbin, falling all over each other as your limbs grew weak due to extensive laughter. He slouched in his chair, sulking as he pulled out his phone to play with, trying to distract himself. Everytime he heard your cackle echo through the room, it sent waves of anger and annoyance rippling through him. Even when the two of you were finally alone, he was completely quiet, blatantly ignoring you, as you had done to him earlier. It wasn’t until you begged him to talk to you that he quietly whispered under his breath,

“Why don’t you go hang out with Youngbin?”

You felt a little guilty as you realized you had completely ignored your boyfriend all day to hang out with his best friend. You apologized and wrapped your arms around his torso, nuzzling your face into his chest. You felt him let out a sigh as his body relaxed due to your embrace, while he mumbled,

“I forgive you.”


Originally posted by hwiyoungs

Rowoon: Like Youngbin, he’s the type to take matters into his own hands.

Rowoon made his way into the practice room in hopes of finding you. He left you alone for two minutes, and when he came back, you were no where to be found. Just as he opened the door, your laughter erupted throughout the room, causing his heartbeat to increase and a smile to make it’s way onto his face. You were sprawled out on the floor, and Dawon was standing in front of you, doing some of his famous impersonations. Rowoon skipped over to you and opened his arms for a hug, only to be ignored by you, as Dawon put on yet another funny face. The smile was wiped clear off his face as you hardly even acknowledged his presence. Jealousy boiled inside of him as he watched your attention remain on Dawon.

“Yeah, well, I can do that, too!” he spoke up, coming out more whiney than he intended.

He desperately tried to mimic the facial expressions and funny voice Dawon had just done, but it was so bad it was laughable; and he knew it, too.

You let out a small giggle as you told him, “Keep your day job, babe,” focusing your attention back onto Dawon.

Not knowing what else to do, he bent down and scooped you up in his arms. He ignored the protests coming from both you and Dawon, and walked right out the door. You knew from the get go that he was jealous, but you wanted to see how far you could take it. Upon telling him that, he was a mixture of both embarrassed, and jokingly annoyed; playfully scolding you.


Originally posted by my-sensationalfeeling9

Taeyang: Can someone say petty?

Taeyang woke up from his nap dazed and confused. When he fell asleep, you were lying peacefully in his arms; but now, the spot beside him was empty. The sound of “Roar” playing softly through the stereo system caught his attention as he stood up from his bed. He peered his head into the kitchen, and let out a sigh of annoyance as he watched you and Rowoon laugh while wiping batter on each others faces. He rolled his eyes before walking into the kitchen; letting out a big yawn and scratching his head.

“Look who’s finally up,” you cheered upon seeing your boyfriend’s presence, “Rowoon and I got bored, so we decided to bake a cake.”

“It looks like most of it’s on your face…” he stated, while wrapping his arms around your waist, and resting his head on the back of your shoulder; shooting daggers towards Rowoon, who didn’t seem to notice.

You giggled at his remark and explained to him the reasoning behind the mess, but he didn’t hear any of it. He was too focused on glaring at his friend. The rest of the time you and Rowoon spent baking the cake, Taeyang was right there, joined at your hip… literally… There wasn’t a moment he didn’t have at least one of his hands on you. And from then on, he made a mental note never to leave you alone with Rowoon.


Originally posted by feelsensational

Hwiyoung: Similar to Rowoon, he’ll disrupt any kind of situation he doesn’t like.

Hwiyoung had invited you over to the dorm to hang out for a little after practice. He had gotten first dibs on showering, and told you to hang tight while he washed up. He got out of the shower, and was changing into some comfy clothes when he heard you laughing from the living room. He smiled to himself upon hearing your sweet sound ring throughout the house, and hurriedly finished getting dressed so he could go and see what was so funny. His expression quickly changed to one of annoyance as he watched you chuckle at Chani making his famous duck sounds.

“Teach me, teach me!” you begged him, as you clapped your hands together.

“Chani your turn to shower!” Hwiyoung shouted as he walked into the room, grabbing your hand.

“But Inseong just got in the shower…?” he questioned, furrowing his eyebrows at the older boy.

Hwiyoung pulled you up from the couch and guided you in the direction of his bedroom - away from Chani.

“Oh did he?” Hwiyoung shouted back at Chani, as he walked hand in hand with you, out of sight.


Originally posted by feelsensational

Chani: Chani’s a lot like Taeyang when he’s jealous, in the sense that he gets very clingy, and slightly possessive.

You texted your boyfriend letting him know you were at the dorm; wondering where he was. He immediately replied, apologizing and telling you that his practice with Taeyang and Youngbin had run a little longer than expected, and that he’d be there as soon as he could. 30 minutes later, Chani walked through the front door, giddy at the thought of seeing you. He made his way into the den, but stopped dead in his tracks, immediately clenching his fists at the sight in front of him. You and Hwiyoung were sitting awfully close to one another as the two of you stared at the same piece of paper. Hwiyoung had his arm around your shoulder, and that alone made Chani’s insides boil with jealousy. He took a deep breath before strolling into the room.

“Hey, whatcha guys doin?” he asked in the calmest voice possible. Hwiyoung immediately retracted his arm at the sight on his younger bandmate, who he wasn’t aware was back already. Chani took a seat right beside you, kissing your cheek, and wrapping his arm around your waist protectively.

“Hey, babe! Hwiyoung asked me to help him with his English, so I figured I’d tutor him for a bit while I waited for you. We’re almost done with the lesson if you wanna go shower real fast? You’re kinda smelly,” you laughed, jokingly leaning away from him while scrunching your nose.

His hold on you tightened a little as you leaned against Hwiyoung, pulling you back towards him.

“Nah, it’s alright. I could use a little studying, as well. I’ll just stay here until you’re done,” he replied, giving you a little smile, and another peck on the cheek.

Once you turned away, he glared at Hwiyoung, mentally vowing to never leave you alone with him ever again.

Its happening again guys, All three; Camila, Lauren and Ty have basically confirmed exactly what I touched upon about the “cycle” going on in my previous post. The first day of Camila’s solo tour with Bruno Mars, Ty and Lauren attempt to confirm their relationship, once again removing and destroying any association L has with Camila/Camren. The pictures the girls took at their BEATS 1 photoshoot have been out for a few days now, so why did Ty decide to wait until C’s first show date to post a pic of L on his Instagram story captioned “❤️😍😘”. If they were romantically together, wouldn’t Ty have had access to the pictures at the same time as L? Anyway, now L’s turn. On her Instagram story, she so happened to be listening to “Love U Better” Ty’s latest single. His song was released on the 10th of July, so why has it taken L 10 DAYS to start promoting his music. After C’s performance, it seems like a pretty desperate attempt by management to confirm ‘tyren’ to me. C’s new music screams Camren. Her lyrics “half of my heart is in Havana” and the “stop playing it safe girl/sneaking in LA” all correlate to L in some way. Even asking fans to imagine they're “in Jamaica” a few weeks after L spent her birthday there with Ty. Why did she specifically mention Jamaica? She could have chosen any Island with the same Caribbean vibe, so why Jamaica? These apparent ‘leaked” pictures from a photoshoot taken few years back where both C and L look extremely comfortable with each other, so happened to be ‘released’ a few days before C goes on her first solo tour. Doesn’t this just create a certain buzz/excitement in our little camren fandom? Management know this. It is all too ironic to be a coincidence. Their behaviour is paradoxical to the narrative we as a fandom are expected to believe. 

My prediction is this: The process of attempting to fully shatter any idea of camren will continue. However, both C and L and/or management will drop a (not so) subtle hint confirming a romantic relationship between the two. I think maybe a HD leaked picture of the two is to come out (literally) along the way. As the fandom will have seen L with other people (Lucy now Ty) it will be easier for fans to accept that camren once was a thing, then to finally move on. From that, the shipping will stop and the speculation around camren can then be put to bed. The only way management can rid any trace of camren is to confirm it. There’s definitely big things coming.

What the Heck I Gotta Do?


Note: Okay, so this came out cuter than intended? I have no regrets tho. I recommend you listen to the song while you read. :) Also, Happy Thanksgiving to all my fellow Americans.

Word Count: 1376

Pairing: Anthony Ramos x Reader

Warnings: So much fluff, like, it’s so fluffy you’re gonna die fluff

Originally posted by gravitywon

“C’mon, Y/N, please?” Anthony begged.

“Why?” You asked your boyfriend, your voice close to a whine. “It’s cold outside.”

“So? There are so many people out there waiting in the cold, the least you can do is come out. They’d all love to see you.” He reasoned. “Also, I’m gonna be singing, so that’s a plus.”

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help but smile at him. Anthony was trying to convince you to come outside for Ham4Ham, but you didn’t want to because it was the middle of winter and freezing outside.

“It’ll only be for a few minutes, I promise.” He continued after you stayed silent. You caught his eyes and sighed, knowing that you wouldn’t be able to stand a chance against his pleading gaze.

“Fine.” You breathed, causing his eyes to light up as he grinned. Anthony wrapped you a warm embrace before gently pressing his lips to yours.

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Ignorance || Jeon Jungkook

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Word Count: 1.8k

Genre: Angst/Fluff


It was around this time that things starting getting hectic in both of your lives. It was already hard enough, but with the added pressures of tours coming up and not being able to spend time together, you wondered if they two of you ever really would see each other again. There were some days you would wake up and it would feel as if there was no way you would ever see the smile you used to when you snuck out for midnight coffee.

Calling and texting didn’t work, as he just managed to ignore all of it. He would either send you to voicemail or leave you on read, and you weren’t sure what you had done to deserve the cold aura he was providing. You weren’t sure if it was because of the fact that the both of you were getting ready to leave the country again, but it had been happening for longer than before that.

Your time to catch him had finally come, as you were meeting backstage at a music showcase that both of you were performing on. You were going to make sure you caught him before he could escape on stage, and as the lights came down around you, the last note exiting your lips, the only thing your mind turned to was Jungkook, and how you were going to confront him about what was happening recently.

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