What would Peter be like with an Gf that’s like an unexpected tease? Like she seems quiet and innocent but she also will send him flirty pics and whisper freaky shit to him in casual settings.
“I think they’re cute together,” Sam laughed as he and Natasha watched the two teenagers in the living room try to throw popcorn in the air and catch it in their mouth.
“Shut it, Sam,” Natasha growled. Sam only grinned, he knew he was getting on her nerves, that was the point of the game. The team’s youngest members were in a relationship and had been for several months. The news was just getting out to the rest of the team though.
“Does Cap know yet?” Sam smiled, hoping to God that he didn’t so he could tell Steve that Tony’s Spider-kid was dating his little Angel.
“No, he’s still out in Belarus,” Natasha glared holes into the back of Peter’s head.
“He knows. He knew a month ago and he’s hiding in his workshop. He thinks I don’t know where he is.”
“Natasha they’re kids,” Sam sighed trying to calm her down. He really didn’t see what the big deal was. Yes, Peter was a little annoying, and Y/N was totally out of his league but he knew Peter was a good kid.
“Do you remember being a teenage boy?” Natasha asked, her voice low and dangerous.
“Yes, but I don’t think Spiderling has it in him honestly. He’s a little nerd,” Sam shrugged.
“It’s always the boys you don’t expect, the nice ones that weasel their way into your heart and make you feel something only to never call back after they have sex with you.”
“Well damn, Nat. Who hurt you?!” Sam turned to look at Natasha incredulously. She glared back at him, malevolence rolling off of her in thick waves, “Alright, alright. Say Peter does all that, where’s he gonna go, Nat. He can’t just disappear and he’s an Avenger. He’s going to be stuck right here with you.”
She seemed to relax a little with that, “I would crush his head between my thighs like an egg.”
“And you trained Y/N. Don’t you think you did a good enough job that she’ll be fine.”
Natasha relaxed a little bit more, “She’d punch a hole through his face.”
“See? Now can you calm down and just enjoy how ridiculous they are together?”
She sighed, “Y/N looks so happy.”
“Doesn’t she… Now I just have to calm Steve down when he gets back,” Sam shook his head and walked away.
Peter tossed popcorn at you and you caught it expertly in your mouth. You threw one at him and it just hit him in the face.
“How are you so good at that?” he groaned, frustrated by his constant failure.
“I’ve got a particularly skilled mouth,” you wagged your eyebrows as you said this, watching Peter’s face as he blushed.
“Stop it, if someone hears you, they’re gonna think I’m some kind of horndog.”
“Oh if only they knew who the real horndog is in this relationship,” you laughed tossing more popcorn at him.
“They wouldn’t believe it,” Peter frowned, “they’d probably blame me.”
“Yep they’d blame you for turning their little angel into a freak,” you murmured.
“Don’t say that!” He freaked out, “You know, I miss when you were just the sweet girl with healing powers, Y/N.”
“No you don’t,” you scoffed, “Because that girl wouldn’t send you beautiful pictures of herself while you’re with Mr. Stark.”
“Exactly! She wouldn’t do that! Do you have any idea how distracting that is? How am I supposed to think about anything else all day?”
“That’s not my problem Spidey,” you grinned before stuffing a handful of popcorn in your mouth.
The next day, Steve came back to the tower. Natasha woke you up early to meet him at the hangar. You stood beside her still in your pajamas nearly bouncing with excitement. Steve was like a father to you. He found you when you were young, took you in, and raised you as his own. The moment he stepped of the jet you ran to him with open arms. As always he dropped what he had in his hands to catch you as you jumped in his arms.
“You have to tell me when I get too big for this,” You laughed as he hugged you tightly.
“You’ll never be too big. You’re gonna be thirty and I’m still gonna hug you like this.”
“I’ll hold you to it, old man.”
He eventually put you back on your feet and you began your usual rapid fire questionnaire about his physical health. He seemed fine, save a few scratches and bruises. You waited in the kitchen for him while he showered so you could tell him all about your adventures in the months you’d been gone… but most importantly to tell him you were dating Peter before someone else could. Sam sauntered into the kitchen and peered into the fridge.
“So you’re gonna tell him, right?” he asked glancing back at you.
“Of course I am. If I don’t you’ll just rat me out anyway,” you huffed.
“Mind if I stand somewhere out of sight and eavesdrop?” Sam smirked.
“Yes I mind.”
“Too bad,” he grabbed a drink out of the fridge then disappeared.
“You are so nosey,” you grumbled, knowing he could hear you. A few minutes later, Steve joined you in the kitchen.
“Alright, catch me up.”
You caught him up on everything that had happened, like how Tony blew up the workshop on accident and you almost died but Peter saved you. Natasha then chased Tony through the tower until she cornered him and punched him so hard in the arm that he still has the bruise- it happened the day after Steve left. You also told him about how Sam almost cut through his finger trying to slice a cucumber. You decided to casually mention your relationship status in the middle of all the chaos.
“Tony found out that I’m dating Peter and he told everyone, then Wanda nearly fell of the roof but the Iron Man bots-”
“Wait, back up. What was that about Peter,” Steve had been making breakfast while you talked but now he was still, waiting for you to repeat yourself.
You cleared your throat nervously, “Tony found out that Peter and I are dating… and he told everyone… so now I’m telling you.”
“That means you were dating him in secret before Tony found out.” he turned around slowly to look at you. He was giving you his stern Captain America face. You were definitely in trouble.
“Yes, sir, I was,” you nodded, it was best to be extra respectful when he got like this. Any slip-up could mean a two hour lecture on respect and safety and responsibility.
“For how long?”
“Five months,” you whispered.
“Five months?! You can barely keep a secret for five minutes how’d you manage it for five months.”
“Well you guys were away a lot and you’ve been looking for your friend so it was kind of easy. And we agreed I could date now so I’m not breaking any rules.”
“But you should have told me!”
“I wanted to tell you. I didn’t want to tell anyone before I told you, but when you were home I didn’t really wanna ruin the time together, and it didn’t seem like the kind of thing to tell you over phone-,” you rambled quickly.
“I get it,” he sighed. He was silent for a moment as he pinched the bridge of his nose and thought about things, “So Peter.”
“Yes. He’s really good to me, Steve. Like really good.”
“Is that a euphemism for something-”
“No! I just mean he’s nice and gentlemanly and there’s no need to go beat him up.”
“Fine. I’m assuming Natasha already sat you down and gave you… the talk.”
You thought back to that surprisingly okay conversation. She didn’t try to scare you with pictures of diseased genitalia or preach about abstinence, she told you what you needed to know to be safe.
“Yes, she did.”
“Good…would you go get Peter. I just want to talk to him.”
“Steve, you never want to ‘just talk’ to anyone,” you groaned.
“No I actually want to talk. You’d just be mad at me otherwise.”
“That’s right. I would hold a grudge for years.”
“Yeah, yeah, go get him.”
You hurried off to go get Peter from Tony’s workshop. The moment you said Steve wanted to talk to him, he turned about as white as a sheet. Tony wished him good luck and sent him out of the door. You tried to prepare Peter as much as you could, but you knew all of your assurances were futile. No matter what you said, there was a good chance Steve was going to kick his ass.
Peter sat at the breakfast bar, right across from Steve. You took up Steve’s abandoned task of making breakfast while they talked.
“Look, son, you know why you’re here,” Steve began. You stirred a big bowl of pancake batter.
“Yes, sir,” Peter nodded.
“Now I trust, Y/N’s judgement, and I know as far as kids go you’re a good one.”
“I’m not done. I don’t trust you though, not with her.”
You knew from the tone of Steve’s voice that both you and Peter were off the hook so you decided to mess with your boyfriend. You poured some batter on the griddle to cook then grabbed a banana from the bowl on the counter then turned around. Peter was facing you, if he peered over Steve’s shoulder he could see you just fine. Steve’s back was to you, and he was concentrating on threatening Peter’s life. You caught Peter’s eye as you peeled the banana. He gave you a look full of suspicion and rightly so, he knew you well. You took to licking the tip of the banana and Peter gave you a look of disappointment. When you didn’t get the response you wanted you slowly put the length of the banana in your mouth. Peter blushed despite keeping his mask of disappointment on his face.
“Son, are you listening to me?” Steve demanded and Peter refocused.
“Yes. I understand.” Peter visibly tried to keep his eyes off of you as you defiled that poor fruit and he tried to just keep thinking about how ridiculous you were. He kept chanting to himself, “It’s not hot, it’s stupid. It’s not hot, it’s stupid. She’s absolutely ridiculous.” As he thought this mantra Sam walked in behind him so you had to quickly turn around and attend to the pancakes on the griddle. Peter held in laughter at your quick save.
“Is something funny?” Steve demanded.
“Nothing’s funny, sir.”
Sam left back out and you were back at it again. You took the banana in as far as you could, made eye contact with Peter once more before biting the fruit and chewing. Peter smiled internally at you as you chewed, looking like a little chipmunk. You were ridiculous and he loved you for it.
“Do I make myself clear?” Steve ended.
Peter nodded, “Yes, sir.”
Steve nodded to himself then turned towards you. When he did so Peter made a face at you to let you know you were in trouble. You smiled a little at him as he went back to Tony’s workshop.
Later on, when Steve was taking a nap Peter decided to exact his revenge. You stood in the living room looking through Tony’s old records when Peter simply picked you up and threw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Peter,” you laughed, beating on his back playfully. He took you away from the common room wordlessly. Eventually you gave up and just settled for hitting his butt like some bongos while you waited for him to put you down. You recognized the familiar path, he was taking you to his room.
“If Steve wakes up, he’s gonna kick your butt,” you said in a sing songy voice.
“I’ll take my chances,” he scoffed, you both knew Steve was dead to the world and would be for the next four hours. He stepped into his room, kicked the door closed and tossed you carelessly on the bed. Before you even had a chance to stop bouncing he was holding your hands above your head and tickling you mercilessly.
“Why are you such a tease?” he laughed as your laughter filled the room, “I want an apology, Y/N.”
“Never!” you yelled back.
“Then I’m never letting you go,” he spoke back as he continued his attack on your sides. When tears were in your eyes, and your cheeks hurt from smiling so much you gave in.
“Alright, I’m sorry!”
He stopped, “For what?”
“For teasing you.”
“And you’ll never do it again?”
“Well what fun would that be, Peter.”
“None at all,” he smiled as he leaned down and kissed you, “How do you have the Avengers so fooled?” “Because I’m quiet and sweet.Don’t I taste sweet, Peter?”
He rolled his eyes and kissed you again, “It’s always the quiet one’s who get you.” he mumbled against your lips.
Was it a movie I saw since August 22nd, 2009: Yes. #412.
1) From the very start this film is excellent storytelling. The opening scene where young Judy and her classmates clearly establishes the conflict of predator vs. prey and the biases that come from that, the film’s humor and heart, and Judy as a character.
2) My mother is an actuary. My brother is studying to be an actuary. Actuaries don’t do this.
Little Jaguar: “Today I can hunt for tax exemptions. I’m going to be an actuary!”
3) Judy’s parents (Don Lake & Bonnie Hunt) are so funny in such a sad way.
Stu: “Judy, you ever wonder how your mom and me got to be so darn happy?”
Stu: “Well, we gave up on our dreams and we settled. Right, Bon?”
Bonnie: “Oh yes, that’s right Stu. We settled hard.”
4) Gideon Grey.
Gideon is a perfect example of how nothing - NOTHING - in this film is superfluous, but I’m actually going to speak on that further into the film.
5) The police academy scene gives wonderful exposition. It sets up the environment and rules of Zootopia’s various ecosystems in a way that feeds into Judy’s conflict and character.
6) Ginnifer Goodwin as Judy Hopps.
Goodwin (a massive Disney fan herself) breathes perfect life into Hopps. The best voice over work is when you’re not distracted by the voice actor. When their voice and their heart match with the character so perfectly that you don’t hear - say - Kristen Bell as Anna or Mike Myers as Shrek, you only hear the character’s. Goodwin is able to balance Judy’s massive optimism and heart along with the scenes where Judy has lost those things perfectly. I don’t think anyone else could have voiced Hopps as well as Goodwin.
7) If you want to avoid a slew of bad animal puns, don’t look too hard at Judy’s iPod.
8) “Try Everything” by Shakira.
Written by Sia, Tor Erik Hermansen, and Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, the theme song which deserved an Oscar nomination captures Judy’s optimism and struggles perfectly. The song’s lyrics speak of optimism in the face of constant failure, a theme which is very relevant to Judy in the first half of the film. It also provides the perfect backdrop to the visual introduction of Zootopia as Judy enters the city on train.
Judy [after Clawhauser calls her “cute”]: “Ooh, ah, you probably didn’t know, but a bunny can call another bunny ‘cute’, but when other animals do it, that’s a little…”
Bogo [turning to an Elephant officer]: “Francine. Happy birthday!”
11) I love the way the filmmakers handled Judy’s office discrimination. She is treated just as a token bunny, someone who’s only there for PR. Except she was top of her class at Zootopia police academy: a difficult feat for anybody, let alone a bunny. But this just feeds into the biases Bogo already has about Judy: she’s not really that good, they just said she was because she’s a bunny. That plays into real life way more than it probably should.
12) Wow, I did not catch how entirely speciesist this line was until now:
Remember how I said great voice over work is noted by not realizing you’re listening to a voice over artist? The same can be said of Bateman’s performance of Wilde, 100%. To start, Bateman captures Wilde’s surface level of sly con artists WONDERFULLY well. He’s devilish and charming in the same vein as Danny Ocean or Han Solo, and Bateman expresses this perfectly. But as the film progresses Bateman is also able to show off Nick’s layers. His troubled past, his occasional lack of self-worth and anger at the world. And the honest level never changes. It’s not like Bateman was hired ONLY for the slyness of Nick’s role and had to power through the rest, he’s able to do it all. It’s a great voice over for a great character.
14) The relationship between Nick & Judy is the cornerstone of this film. What I personally like about it is its honesty. There’s no BIG moment when these two meet, it’s a chance encounter which grows to conflict and then budding friendship so organically you don’t even know it’s happening.
15) There is nothing even remotely superfluous in this film. Nick makes a comment about how he’s been running his popsicle con his whole life and that will come back to bite him in the butt later.
16) This pig is played by Josh Dallas, Ginnifer Goodwin’s onscreen partner in “Once Upon a Time” and real life husband.
17) The chase through Zootopia is an incredible amount of fun, especially when Judy and Duke get to Little Rodentia. The filmmakers are able to play with their concept in a visual entertaining and imaginative way, which in turn keeps us as the audience wrapped up in the world they’ve established.
Note: I’m going to take about Alan Tudyk as Duke later in the film, at a very specific moment.
18) Again, there is nothing superfluous in this film (a note I’m going to be making a lot):
Judy [after saving Mr. Big’s daughter]: “Love your hair.”
Mr. Big’s Daughter: “Aww, thank you!”
It is this little encounter (and, you know, the fact that Judy saved her life) that saves Judy & Nick from getting “iced” by Mr. Big later in the film.
19) Again, nothing superfluous in the film. As the “non-onions” that Duke stole end up being very important later on.
20) Disney is at its bets when it pokes fun at itself.
Bogo: “Life isn’t some cartoon musical where you sing a little musical and your insipid dreams MAGICALLY COME TRUE! So let it go.”
21) Can we all just take a moment to appreciate Nick’s face after Judy says she’ll arrest him for, “felony tax evasion,” after he brags to her about how he’s been running this con since he was a kid and how much money he makes?
22) Again, with the idea that nothing in this film is superfluous: Judy’s recording pen becomes very important as the movie goes on.
23) Only Tommy Chong could play this character.
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Like there’s a chance he’s not even reading from a script, they just had Tommy Chong come in and told him what the movie was about and he just started talking.
24) This is the funniest part of the whole film, in my opinion.
The entire DMV scene plays well not only with the concept established by the film of an animal society in a way which is funny on its own, but the continuing conflict of Judy’s eagerness, Flash’s slowness, and Nick’s desire to throw a monkey wrench into the whole thing leads to amazing comedy.
25) Did you know Kristen Bell is in this film?
Bell landed the role not only because of her working with Disney on Frozen, but also because she is a noteworthy sloth enthusiast (as seen on “Ellen”).
26) It is nice to see Nick freak out when he realizes he and Judy are in Mr. Big’s limo, as it shows us a part of him we haven’t gotten to look at much in the film so far.
LaMarche is a noted voice over actor known primarily for his roles as Brain on “Pinky & The Brain”, various characters including Calculon on “Futurama”, and Mr. Freeze in the Batman Arkham series of video games. Here, we get to hear the veteran voice over artist do his best high pitched Brando impression.
28) This film has its fair share of nice surprises, details and twists which keeps you on your toes. The earliest of these is the revelation that the missing mammal Judy & Nick are looking for - Mr. Otterton - was in fact the one who attacked the limo driver (and not that he was the one attacked, as originally perceived).
29) This scene gives me life.
Bogo [after Judy’s witness disappears]: Two days to find the otter, or you quit. That was the deal. [Holding out hand] Badge.
Judy: But sir, we…
[Judy starts to turn in her badge]
Nick: Uh… no.
Chief Bogo: What did you say, fox?
Nick Wilde: Sorry, what I said was… NO! She will not be giving you that badge.[Bogo flinches] Look, you gave her a… a… a clown vest and a three wheel joke mobile and two days to solve a case you guys haven’t cracked in two weeks? Yeah, no wonder she needed to get help from a fox. None of you guys were gonna help her, were you? [Bogo starts to speak but Nick cuts him off] Here’s the thing, chief. You gave her the 48 hours, so technically we still have… 10 left, to find our Mr. Otterton. And that’s exactly what we’re gonna do. So, if you’ll excuse us, we have a very big lead to follow and a case to crack. Good day.
30) And then there’s this…
I saw this film twice in theaters and both times I was tearing up during Nick’s backstory. Anyone who has ever been bullied as a kid for being different will relate at least a little bit to what Nick went through. And it is this scene when Nick is at his most honesty with Judy, when they become pretty good friends and form a trust with each other.
31) NOTHING IN THIS FILM IS SUPERFLUOUS!!!! NOT EVEN A BLINK OR YOU’LL MISS IT STICKY NOTE ON BELLWETHER’S DESK!!!!
32) I did not think a Disney movie would make me jump like this (stop at 2:11).
33) This is incredibly rare for me, as someone who sees more than 60 films in theaters a year, but after Nick & Judy found the missing mammals and had the mayor arrested I had absolutely NO idea where the film was going after that. At all. I love it!
34) Nick’s face when Judy links the savage animals to being a predator…
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35) I had a film student criticize this film not based on the merits of its story or character’s or anything, but because they didn’t understand the metaphor. He noted that it’s not a clean comparison between white people and minorities and that’s exactly the point. This film is not about the people in power vs the people who aren’t, because who’s in power? The mayor may be a lion but the most biased character in the film - Chief Bogo - is prey. Bias goes all around and it can infect anybody, no matter what you think. Even Judy, for all her merits, is biased. She carries around fox repellent all the time and even has this line:
Judy: “It’s not like a bunny can go savage.”
That’s what I love about this film. It’s universal. It’s not about one real life society, it is about all societies everywhere and how bias can infect them and taint them and it’s up to us to work against that.
36) Fun fact: I had no idea otters were predators before seeing this film.
37) Gideon Grey returns.
If only all childhood bullies were like that, but again it gets to my oft-repeated point that nothing in this film is superfluous. Gideon could have easily been the one note bully from Judy’s youth who gave her the motivation to prove him wrong, but he comes back 15 years later in the most perfect way. She sees that people can change and that people who are good now are not always good (Gideon when he was younger, Judy when she was biased). It is a really important moment for her that was established all the way in the first ten minutes of this movie. I love that.
38) Judy’s apology to Nick and the way he handles it is something I truly love about this movie and their friendship as a whole.
And then I really love the little joke at the end about Judy trying to get to the pen and can’t help but wonder: was that written in the script? Was it Jason Bateman’s improv that made it into the film? It’s just so natural I must know!
39) Okay, I think this is the last time I will give this note, BUT NOTHING IN THIS MOVIE IS SUPERFLUOUS!!! This is most apparent to me when Nick does a little thing like expressing how much he likes the berries on Judy’s farm and it becomes so important to the plot latter when they switched out those berries with the Night Howlers in Bellwether’s dart gun.
43) The sticky note on Bellwether’s phone earlier was for Doug, the guy who mixes the night howler drug that makes animals go savage (this is the same drug who’s key ingredient was mixed from the non-onions Duke stole earlier in the film, FOR Doug).
44) At one point Doug - who is dressed in a yellow radiation suit and makes drugs for a living - lets his client know that “Woolter and Jesse” have arrived.
And yes, they did that on purpose.
45) The entire subway chase sequence is really great, because it is based heavily on the idea of action = consequence. A ram is running at the door, he gets through and hits another ram. The train goes too fast into a turn, it tips over and Judy/Nick are up a creek. It all works very nicely
46) Honestly, I didn’t figure out Bellwether was the bad guy until just before it was revealed the first time I saw this.
47) Bellwether’s line about, “Fear ALWAYS works!” to keep the people in check should not be as relevant in 2017 as it is.
48) Okay, one thing I need to know: Bellwether is in jail, Mayor Lionheart is in jail, and Chief Bogo is still the police chief…SO WHO’S MAYOR NOW!?!?!?
49) I know this film was pretty much a buddy cop movie, but I would be totally fine with a buddy cop movie where Nick is actually a cop.
Lethal Weapon where Nick is Mel Gibson and Judy is…Danny Glover? Okay, that comparison doesn’t really work, but you get me!
50) And of course…
I honestly think Zootopia may be a perfectly written film, and that is not something I say lightly. I made it clear above how I find nothing in the film superfluous, which is an incredible feat I think. And they did it in a way that was never boring, with entertaining characters, an intriguing mystery, and a fun world. Zootopia may be my favorite Disney animated feature film, and it’s definitely my favorite of the “Modern Era” we’re in now (The Princess and the Frog - Present). Just a great, great, great film which deserved its Best Animated Picture win at the Oscars. A true treat all around.
So, could you tell us why jasper is your favorite character?
WHY, IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED
buckle up kiddos theres a whooooooole lotta reasons lol
FIRST, shes super tall and strong and attractive (oof her voice too am i right) and im super gay. how could i resist a giant fluffy lady who could snap me like a tooth pick but wouldnt because she doesnt ever seriously hurt anyone unnecessarily??? i mean COME ON shes like the DREAM
SECOND, shes got a lot of complex feelings brewing beneath the surface and shes always giving us little hints that shes struggling to cope with a really fucking hard life that shes been dealt. like, we know shes been fighting, rejected, alone, and basically grieving for her diamond for basically the entirety of her existence.
THIRD, i guess kinda tmi but not really, i relate to her a lot?? im kind of a big and intimidating looking person irl and people tend to judge me based on that a lot. like, its kinda the same with jasper, “oh she cant be hurting that much, look how big/strong she is” or “shes just lashing out because shes mean spirited” rather than, gosh, you know maybe being afraid and alone and trying to protect herself from further pain in the only way she knows how?
LIKE! honestly shes been through SO MUCH and has clearly been suffering for so long, and all we’ve seen in the show is her having to cope with MORE FAILURE. im sure that her trying to compensate for her perceived failures is the root of most of her flaws in the first place! so it frustrates me when people just place her in a “villain/evil” box instead of actually thinking about the reasoning for her actions. of course shes going to be aggressive and defensive when shes faced with what she sees as constant failure and rejection and not having anyone help her out of a self-blaming thought cycle.
I JUST LOVE HER SO MUCH AND I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT HER WOW!!! so tl;dr shes hot and im gay, shes got a lot of complex stuff goin on that we have yet to see, and i feel very protective of her because i relate to her experiences of being pitted as a villain for her appearance/defensive actions
HAHA THIS GOT VERY PASSIONATE AND HEATED SORRY LOL i really just care a lot abt her 💦💦💦
We can learn from monks to remain calm, untroubled and focused, whether things go well or badly
Sometimes, when the pressures of work pile up, I think about monks.
In his book, Buddha: A Very Short Introduction, anthropology professor Michael Carrithers from the University of Durham in England recounts his experiences of doing fieldwork with forest monks in Sri Lanka.
He recalls that some of the monks poured enormous amounts of time and energy into long-term projects, such as founding forest hermitages, and were very successful in these endeavours.
Yet they remained relaxed about their work and even “relatively indifferent to the results of their efforts”.
I often think about those monks. Their attitude is one to which I aspire.
They were committed to their work. Wholeheartedly so. But they understood that even their best efforts may not guarantee success. And so, whether things went well or badly, they remained calm and untroubled.
They understood the power of acceptance.
Acceptance, in the Buddhist sense of the word, is not passivity. It is not accepting what happens without an active response, merely shrugging one’s shoulders and declining to engage.
Rather, it is looking clearly and calmly at a situation, seeing it for what it is and working with it as it is.
The Buddhist writer and teacher Jack Kornfield, in Bringing Home The Dharma, Awakening Right Where You Are, puts it nicely.
He says: “Acceptance allows us to relax and open up to the facts before us. It does not mean that we cannot work to improve things. But just now, this is what is so.”
This non-passive acceptance of tough circumstances is not an easy trait to acquire.
It is far easier, when things go wrong, to allow oneself to become frustrated and discouraged than it is to remain focused and engaged.
I know this from experience.
Like many people, I take my work seriously. Whatever I do, whether it is teaching English, working on a new book or writing this column, I try to do it well.
But, of course, I do not always succeed as well as I would wish. And so I live with a nagging sense of anxiety; a mild but constant fear of failure.
I used to think that these negative emotions were necessary, that I needed them in order to stay motivated.
But I no longer think that way.
Now, when I look inside myself, I see that if the anxiety were to disappear, the motivation would remain. I would still regard my work as worthwhile and would still try to do it well.
In fact, I now view those negative emotions as counterproductive. Because, at the very times when I most need focus, energy and enthusiasm - for example, when a lesson is not going well or a piece of writing refuses to come together - they distract, de-energise and deflate me.
There is more power in focused acceptance than there is in panic.
One of my favourite ancient philosophers, Epictetus, preached the virtues of acceptance.
He says: “Some things are in our control and others not.”
The trick to life, he says, is to focus our energies on the things we can control and accept patiently the things we cannot.
Despite our best efforts, things can and sometimes will go wrong. We need to accept that, and press on calmly and cheerfully anyway.
The words echoes in your brain, a constant reminder of your failure and of the economical injustice that a single blow job could do.
You grab a random shot glass from the table and press it against your lips, welcoming the bitter heat down your throat. You slam the glass down and hang your head in defeat as you drone out the vibrations around you. You clench your fists together as the announcement earlier this morning flashes back in your head.
"For the female lead, let us all congratulate Ms. Jung Jihyun"
A chorus of unsure claps echo around the room as you feel your breathing stop. You lean against the wall behind you and snap your head up to look at Mr. Byun, begging him to say it was a joke, that he was lying and the part was actually yours. As if he senses your gaze, he lifts his head up to look up at you, an apologetic smile gracing his lips.
Eyes turn to look at you in disbelief as you swallow the lump stuck in your throat, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Months of training, days you spent away from the world, all wasted as the part that everyone knew was meant for you was given to…
"Better luck next time.“ You hear Jihyun say as she places her hand in front of you, a teasing smile on her face as she shrugs her shoulders “No hard feelings, right?"
"Back off, Jihyun.” You hear Jimin hiss from beside you but you simply wave him off as you square you shoulders and meet her gaze head on.
"Go choke on Mr. Byun’s cock one more time why dont you?“ You smile before turning around to look at your friends who glare at the girl beside you as she lets out a scoff, ready to call you out. Before she can say anything, you force the smirk on your face and turn to look at her, your eyes twinkling in anger.
"Break a leg."
"How about I actually break it for her? That cock sucking whore!” You hiss in anger, making a reach for another shot glass but a hand quickly takes it from you. You prepare yourself for another verbal battle with the asshole who dared to mess with you but once your eyes land on Jungkook, the words die on your mouth.
"Understudy problems?“ He smiles, head bobbing to the side as he takes the shot onto his own lips.
"Feeling the same?” You ask. Jungkook was Jimin’s understudy as the older boy was assigned the leading male role, basically being Jihyun’s on stage partner.
"Not really.“ He shrugs as he takes the seat in front of you "Jimin Hyung definitely deserved the lead role this time."
"Yeah he did.” You nod, remembering how much your best friend had practiced just as much as you. Both of you were aiming for the lead roles for this season and spent more hours in the dance room rather than at home. Luckily, Jimin had gotten what he deserved. While you on the other hand, got the bitter end of the deal.
"Every one in that dance studio knows you deserved that role, Y/N. Dont down yourself so much.“ Jungkook senses your distress and you just let out a scoff as you rub your hands together, every bone aching night you spent practicing replaying in your head.
"It still wasn’t enough.”
"That’s cause she played dirty!“ Jungkook groaned "Everyone knows she slept with Mr. Byun to get that part! Don’t even think that she could compare to you! She can’t do half the things you can!"
You blink your eyes in surprise, shocked that Jungkook was getting so worked up about something that concerned you. You weren’t really close per say. Sure you were in the same team but Jungkook always chose to be by himself when you practiced. He’d distance himself, only ever talking to your male colleagues when needed. Jungkook hardly gave the girls any notice when in truth, every girl was basically head over heels over him. Jungkook was not only a greek god by looks but his talent on the dance floor could leave any person speechless, his talent ranging from contemporary to breakdance.
"Th-Thanks.” You blush “But I guess talent isn’t enough in this industry anymore."
"Then fight fire with fire.” Jungkook mutters, pouring you another shot before pouring himself one.
"You mean sleep with Mr. Byun?“ You frown, taking the shot glass in your hands.
"God no!” He scoffs “Dont even fucking think about it. You’re way better than that."
You let out a smile before placing the shot glass against your lips "What makes you so sure about that, Jeon?"
The questions shocks him as he stares at you wide eyed, an innocent look of confusion crossing his features. He immediately shakes the shock away, a darker looking taking over his face as he leans closer to you.
"I just know.” He shrugs before downing his own shot. You roll your eyes at him before turning your head back when you hear the familiar voices of your friends.
"Hey baby.“ Hoseok coos as he places his arms over your shoulder.
"Ew.” You frown, pushing him off of you before laughing. From the corner of your eye, you can see Jungkook’s back straightening as he watches you.
"Hey Kook.“ Jimin greets him, taking the seat beside the younger boy "I thought you weren’t coming?"
You glance at the younger boy who gives Jimin a small smile before turning to look at you again "I had nothing better to do."
"Well I think it’s great you made it!” Jimin chimes before turning to look at you, a sad expression suddenly taking over his features “You okay?”
"Quit it with the apologetic looks Chim, before I slap you.“ You groan, annoyed.
"Alright, I’m sorry.” He waves “But I just want you as a partner so bad! Jihyun’s over there right now basically raping Mr.Byun and I cant stand the fact that I have to work with her for months!”
"Well at least you can describe how Mr. Byun’s dick tastes to us now.“ Hoseok teases making the younger boy fling a bottle cap at him. You bite back a laugh and turn to look at Jungkook who was shaking his head as he smiled. Has he always been this good looking?
As if sensing your gaze, Jungkook turns to look at you. He arches an eyebrow and you simply shake your head before turning to look back at Jimin, embarrassed that you had been caught staring.
"Okay Okay!” The DJ suddenly calls out through the speakers as the music dies down. The crowd whines in protest but turn to him in attention nonetheless.
"So right now, Han’s agency is celebrating with us all. How about I hear you guys out? Han agency?“
The boys around you scream, the rest of the club vibrating with the screams of your fellow members.
"Alright!” The DJ laughs “Now I heard some of ya’ll are dancers! In fact I’ve been watching most of you on the dance floor and shiiiiit"
"Can he just get to the point?” You hear Jungkook mutter behind you and you have to stifle a laugh as you bite your lower lip, leaning against the table behind you.
"Now in the club, we all know what type of dancing we all appreciate, so how about we get these dancers to show us what a lap dance really is?“
You watch as Jihyun smiles at the DJ and nods her head. You turn to look at Jimin who meets your gaze and nods in agreement.
"She gave the DJ this idea.” Hoseok speaks out your spoken agreement before rolling his eyes “She’s really something isn’t she?"
The crowds starts cheering as Jihyun starts tugging Mr. Byun’s hands towards the stage where a few chairs were laid out.
"Ey Ey!” The DJ howls “How about we make this a competition though? Best lap dancer gets free shots all night!”
The crowd hollers and Jihyun laughs as she scans the room, waiting for takers. And for some sick reason, her eyes land on you. She places her hands on her hips before smirking and wagging her eyebrows. You let out a scoff as you ball your hands into fists, trying to resist the urge to run towards her and slam her head against the asphalt.
"Come on, Y/N. I’ll partner with you, I can’t fucking stand her!“ Jimin screams as he stands in front of you, eyes begging you to stand up.
"What? You want me to go up there and compete with her?” You frown.
"She’s fucking asking for it!“ Hoseok groans as he turns to you, basically shoving you off of your seat "Now go fucking grind on Jimin and teach her who’s boss!"
"I- No, I cant even lap dance. What the hell!” You shake your head, but catch the laugh that escapes Jihyun’s mouth as she watches you. Your jaw locks in anger but you force yourself to turn to look at Jimin who pouts at you.
"Y/N, you have hips that would put any stripper to shame! Come on, a lap dance isn’t that different from what we usually do, you just have to dance on someone!“
You blush at Jimin’s choice of words but let out a sigh, actually reconsidering. A slight cough catches your attention and you snap your head back, forgetting that Jungkook was actually around.
"Jimin’s right. You beat her in all aspects of dancing, she may be a whore but a lap dance is still a form of dance. You can still show her her place.” He agrees and you feel your cheeks heating up even more. Never in your life would you have expected such a compliment about you to leave Jungkook’s lips.
"I- I dont know.“ You mutter "I dont really have any idea what to do.”
"Jimin Hyung.“ Jungkook calls out before standing up and rubbing the back of his neck "If you dont mind, how about I go up with Y/N there? I can guide her through a few moves and it’ll be fun to have both understudy’s up there to show Mr. Byun a few things about ourselves.”
Your eyes widen at his preposition and you turn to look at Jimin who purses his lips before shrugging his shoulders and nodding “That sounds good. Plus, Jihyun’s always had a crush on Jungkook so this’ll piss her off even more.”
You turn to glance at Jungkook who just shakes his head before looking down at you with a smile “You game?”
You let out a sigh, turning your head back to look at the stage where Jihyun waves at you. You let out a growl before jumping off of your seat, wrapping your hands around Jungkook’s wrists and tugging him behind you.
"Looks like we have a contender!“ The DJ screams and you can hear most of the people in your agency scream in excitement. You walk up the stage and Jihyun is there to meet you, hands on her hips and the devils smile on her face.
"Wow Unnie, you actually wanna do this? Some people do wanna get burned by the same flame twice huh?"
"How about you shut up and just go ride that old man’s cock?” An arms wraps itself around your shoulders and the look of shock that crosses Jihyun’s face was so delicious that you had to lean against Jungkook’s body and smile as you turn up to look at him, the competitiveness vibrating off of him.
"Okay, so what song are we playing?“ The DJ asks you, cutting off your competitive banter.
"Lights down low by Bei Maejor.” Jungkook
announces before smiling down at you. You rack your brain, trying to remember the song but you catch the shrug of shoulders of Jihyun.
"Perfect.“ She then places her hand on Jungkook’s bicep, a small smile on her face "Good choice, Jungkook. Maybe we should switch partners?"
"No thanks.” Jungkook bites his lower lip and adjusts the hat on his head “I’m pretty excited to see how this goes as it is."
You feel your lungs tighten at his comment as he leaves you to take a seat on the prepared chair on the stage. You turn to look at him as your heart starts slamming against your chest in nervousness. Jungkook senses your discomfort as he places his elbows on his knees and locks eyes with you.
"Eyes on me, ignore everything else.” He mouths before leaning against his seat with a smile, his legs spread “I got you."
Your spine shivers at the sight, the loud cheers of the crowd turning into a small drone as Jungkook’s gaze shifts into something darker, something more commanding.
Keep your eyes on me.
Your body obeys as you suck in a breath, studying each curve of Jungkook’s body, trying to decide how you were going to place yourself on him. How you were going to curve your body against his once the song started. You listen as the DJ starts talking to the crowd, reminding them to cheer for the dancer that they liked better. You could feel Jihyun watching you from the corner of her eyes, hoping to taunt you as she stands right in front of Mr. Byun, ready to jump onto his lap.
A low beat suddenly starts bouncing off of the walls as the crowds cheers die down. Jungkook licks his lips and your eyes follows the wet muscle as they run along his lips and a shiver runs down your spine. How good would it feel to have his tongue running against your skin?
You hear the crowd scream in loud cheers, causing you to snap your head to the side where you find Jihyun on Mr. Byun’s lap, her hips grinding back and fourth while she had her hands in her hair. You watch in sickening horror as the crowd cheers her on, aroused by her act.
A whistle snaps you out of your reverie and you turn to look back at Jungkook who was frowning at you.
"Focus.” He mutters “The beat is starting."
You let out a breath before closing your eyes and clenching your fists. You listen to the music and do your best to drone out every other sound in the room. You take another deep breath as you shut your mind just like every other time you danced. Once you were in your state of solitude, the music being the only thing you hear as it vibrates against your body, you snap your eyes open. Jungkook’s wide eyes greet you as your body starts swaying to the music. He watches in silent awe as your body rolls against the music, slowly making your way towards him. Once your foot lands against his, you see Jungkook’s hands twitching by his sides, wanting to touch you but controlling himself as you perform for him. You place a hand on his shoulder, body swaying as you kick his legs apart and place your knee on the chair right by his crotch. Jungkook sucks in a breath as you bend your body down and wave your body against him. He grabs the back of your thigh but you slap his hand away before doing a one eighty, placing your back against his chest as you land against his lap.
”Fuck“ Jungkook breaths out as you grind against him, following the beat of the music. The crowd goes wild but you ignore them as you listen to the next few beats. Jungkook places his hands on your hips and you bite back a smile as you feel a hardness forming against your behind. Jungkook leans forward, pressing his chest against you as he takes your free hand in his, intertwining your fingers then placing it on his neck.
"Ready for the grand finale?” He breaths against your neck but instead of answering, you wave your body and grind your hips against him causing Jungkook to choke back a moan, the grip on your hips tightening. As the end of the song approaches, Jungkook suddenly pushes you to stand up and before the shock hits you, he pulls you against him and places one leg between your own. He grabs your hips and pushes you down against him as his own body sways against the music. You gasp at the feeling of his hard-on against you but your body has a mind of its own as you place both your hands on the back of his neck. Jungkook then suddenly twists you around, making sure not to detach your hips as your face suddenly lands inches away from his. You suck in a breath as he sways your bodies, hands suddenly on the small of your back.
"I’m gonna dip you, hold onto my shoulders.“ He mutters and you immediately do as told. As the last few beats of the song plays, Jungkook dips you and you let out a gasp, balling your hands against his shirt. You expect him to immediately pull you up after dipping you but to your surprise you find Jungkook dipping down towards you. One hand suddenly making its way to the back of your thigh and wrapping it around him. You let out a breath before doing one last wave, your hips grinding against his crotch in a slow circular motion and the groan that leaves Jungkook’s lips are music to your ears as he snaps your bodies up right when the music cuts off.
Both your chest are heaving as you stare at each other, faces inches away, bodies glued together while sweat dripped down both of you. Loud cheers suddenly snap you out of your trance and you snap your head to the side, finding the crowd going crazy as they all stared at you while you and Jungkook stood in the middle of the stage. You turn to look behind Jungkook and find Jihyun scoffing as she crossed her arms over her chest before stomping off of the stage.
"Looks like we have a winner!” The DJ laughs then winks at you. Your eyes widen in shock and the laugh of the boy beside you has you stepping back in surprise. You hadn’t realized just how close to Jungkook you were. He watches you with a small smile on his lips as he places his hands in his pockets.
"Guess we showed her whose boss huh?“
Seems like we showed her way more than that.
You make your way back towards your friends and before you can even sit down, Jimin wraps his arms around you and spins you around.
”I swear to God, y/n.“ He all but screeches before setting you down "That was- holy shit. Could you dance on me this time?”
A laugh escapes your lips as you playfully roll your eyes. Jimin sets you down and you turn around to find Jungkook laughing at Hoseok who tries mimicking the move Jungkook had made. A slight blush creeps on your cheeks and you quickly turn away from him. Jungkook drones out Hoseok’s voice, eyes digging into you as you laugh at Jimin who was acting out the look on Jihyun’s face while watching your little performance. You feel his gaze on you and without your control, you angle your head to the side and catch his eyes. Jungkook purses his lips before stepping away from Hoseok and towards you. You watch in nervousness as he clears his throat behind Jimin, trying to silence the shorter boy.
"Can I borrow, Y/N for a while?“ Jungkook smiles down at Jimin who immediately widens his eyes before turning to look at you with a knowing smile. You roll your eyes at him, trying to hide your own embarrassment at the thoughts crossing Jimin’s mind.
"You can keep her just make sure she can still walk af-” Before your bestfriend can finish his sentence you stuff your hand against his face and shove him back. He lets out a laugh as you hiss at him before grabbing Jungkook’s wrist and pulling him away before Jimin could embarrass you even more. Once at a good distance, you let out a sigh and stop walking, suddenly aware that you were holding onto Jungkook. You drop his arm and clear your throat before slowly turning to look at him.
"You-What’s up?“ You squeak, internally screaming at yourself for sounding so nervous around him. You two practically dry humped each other in front of a hundred pair of eyes, why on earth should you feel embarrassed now?
"Wanna have dinner?"
You weren’t expecting the question so you snap your head up to look at him, expecting to see any trace of humor on his face but Jungkook just stared down at you in all seriousness, waiting for an answer.
"What- Jungkook, its 1am."
"Then a midnight snack, call it whatever you want. Let’s just get out of here.” He shrugs, adjusting the hat on his head and smiling down at you “please say yes.”
"What about them Jimin? We won free shots right, they wouldn’t want to leave this early.“ You mutter, trying to step on your tip toes so that you could see over the crowd and look for Jimin and Hoseok.
You suck in a breath before looking back at Jungkook who nibbles on his lower lip nervously while looking at you “I mean, if you want. If you wanna stay here and drink we can-"
"Pizza sounds good.” You cut him off and if words could explain how beautiful Jungkook’s slow smile was, you’d fill a dictionary at how bad your stomach was fluttering.
Had he always looked this good?
“Two pepperoni pizza’s with extra extra extra cheese.” Jungkook smiles at you as he slides across the seat in front of you, a wicked smile on his lips as he stares lovingly at the pizza slices he had set down. You arch an eyebrow in interest, shocked at the new found demeanor you’ve discovered about him.
"So, how long have you and Jimin been a thing or something?“
"What?” You end up coughing around the pizza slice you were biting onto and Jungkook couldn’t help but smile at you as you place the slice down and wipe the corner of your lips, your cheeks turning red from embarrassment.
"What in the world gave you that idea?“ Jimin? He thought you and Jimin were an item? Well sure, a few people had suspected you and Jimin to be a couple but it surprised you each and every time when they confronted you about it. Jimin was your bestfriend of 3 years. Sure you guys were pretty much clingy and touchy with each other, even throwing around a few perverted banters with each other, but you were pretty sure Jimin saw you as a man rather than a woman.
"People at the agency talk and everyone just kind off assumed you two were you know…. not really a couple but…."
"That we’re sleeping together? Ew.” You cringe before grabbing the soda cup you and Jungkook had decided to share.
“Jimin’s not my type."
This stuns Jungkook and he stares at you curiously as you shudder at the thought of you and Jimin together. He fights back a smile before taking another bite out of his pizza.
"What is your type then?” He mutters and you end out pursing your lips, before raising your eyes to look up at him.
"I dont really know, but it certainly isn’t Jimin.“ You mumble before looking back down at your pizza slice. Jungkook stares at you as you take your lower lip between your teeth, trying to figure out if you had a type or not. He grips his knees to the point of bruising himself, wanting his own teeth to be the ones massaging your pink lips. He remembers how close your face was to his own earlier during the lap dance. He recalls how good it felt to have your body pressed against his own as you ground yourself on him. If it weren’t for the hundreds of eyes staring down at you both, Jungkook would have probably ravaged you right then and there.
"What’s your type then?” You ask and Jungkook snaps out of his train of thought, a slight blush covering his cheeks as he shifts in his seat, feeling the pressure between his legs.
"I dont have a type.“ He shrugs, finally finishing his pizza slice "If I like a girl, I like a girl. She can be anything in the world so if I like her, I like all of her."
You stare at him in awe, not expecting Jungkook to have such a mindset. You’ve always dubbed Jungkook as a playboy even though you’ve never even seen him with another girl, let alone even talk to the girls in your agency. Yet Jungkook was just too good looking and too mysterious that you had assumed the worse of him. Now you felt horrible for even thinking that way. Maybe there was more too Jeon Jungkook than meets the eye.
It was 4am before you two had decided it was time to go home. Jungkook offers to drop you home and as much as you knew you could make it on your own, you still agree, wanting to spend even at least a few more minutes with him. He pulls up your driveway and you stare up at the dark house where you parents lay, sleeping.
"So this is me.” You mutter, playing with your fingers.
"Thanks for agreeing to the midnight snack.“ Jungkook chuckles as he taps his fingers against the steering wheel.
"It was my pleasure.” You smile back and just as you were about to step out of the car, Jungkook grabs your wrist. You turn to him in shock but he simply stares at you, his face unreadable.
"What’s wrong?“ You ask but before Jungkook could even say anything, both of you jump at the sudden sound of your phone ringing. You dig through your purse before frowning at the picture of Jimin as he called you. You pick up and place the phone against your ears, leaning back against Jungkook’s car seat as he stared at you.
”Sweetheart! Where on earth are you? I’ve been worried sick!“ Jimin slurs through the phone and you end up frowning as a loud bass line thumps against the background.
"I’ve been gone for 4 hours.” You remind him.
"And I’ve- I’ve been worried for four hours!“ He hiccups, evidently drunk "Where are you?"
"Jimin, you’re obviously drunk. Are you okay? How are you getting home?” You sigh, rubbing your temples as you worried for your bestfriend.
"I can’t go homeee~ My mom will kill me. Jagiya, where are youuuu?“ He whines and you roll your eyes before letting out another sigh.
"Fine, since your drunk you can stay with me. I’m at-” Your sentence is cut off when Jungkook takes your phone out of your hands and mutters a quick “hyung, i’ll pick you up in 30 mins” before his lips are suddenly on yours. You gasp into the kiss as your eyes widen in shock, not sure how you should be processing all this. Jungkook’s hand slowly drops your wrist before he lifts his hand and threads it through your hair. You feel yourself responding to Jungkook’s kisses and before you could control yourself, you wrap your arms around his neck and press yourself even closer to him. Jungkook groans as you graze your teeth against his lower lip and just as he runs his tongue against your lips, your phone suddenly starts ringing, surprising the both of you. He pulls away from you as you stare at him in shock, your eyes wide, your cheeks pink and your lips swollen. You reach around for your phone, failing to notice the growl that escape Jungkook’s lips as you bring the device to your ear.
"Hello?“ You breathlessly say as Jungkook drops his hands and leans back against his seat, his heart slamming against his chest at the need to claim your lips yet again.
"It’s 30 minutes already! Where’s Jungkook?!” You shut your eyes in irritation at Jimin, knowing damn well that it hasn’t been less over five minutes and he just had to ruin the kiss of a lifetime you had just tasted.
"He’s on his way.“ You say curtly before ending the call and dropping the phone back on your lap. You cautiously turn to look back at Jungkook who had his eyes set on the road, not wanting to meet your gaze.
"Um, he’s waiting for you.” You mutter awkwardly, tapping your fingers lightly against your lap, pushing down the urge to jump across your seat and onto Jungkook’s lap. You kiss him one time and now your like an animal in heat.
"If you want me to make sure your best friend gets home safe, I advise you to get inside your house, Y/N. The longer you stay here the less self control I have.“ Jungkook mutters, surprising you. Had you done something wrong? Was he mad at you?
"It’s not that.” He groans, as if reading your mind “But the longer you stay here, the harder it gets for me not to slam you against your seat and fucking ravage you."
"Oh…” His confession knocks the breath out of you and sends a wave of desire rushing through your body. You watch as his hands flex against the steering wheel and by the strain of his veins against his skin, you knew he wasn’t joking. As much as you hated it, an image of Jimin drunk and alone outside the club flashes in your head. Even though all you wanted to do was stay here and fulfill all of your sick fantasies with the greek god who announced that he’d pretty much wanted to do the same to you, you knew that your best friend’s safety had to come before your desires. You let out a deep sigh before leaning forward and placing your hand on Jungkook’s arm. He flinches a bit, as though your touch had just burnt him. You let out a small smile before leaning forward and pressing your lips against his cheeks. Jungkook sucks in a breath and before he could angle his head to the side and capture your lips, you pull away and push the car door open. Jungkook eyes you like a predator eyes his prey as you step out the car and smirk at him.
"Maybe another time?“ You mumble, your voice raw with obvious desire for the boy in front of you. Jungkook lets out a sigh before he drops his head, trying to calm himself down. He then turns to you, a small smile forming on his lips as his eyes twinkle with mischief.
"This is gonna be the worse next few hours of my life.” He chuckles “I’ve never been this…"
He shrugs and you cant help but trail your eyes down his lap, the tent in his pants immediately greeting you and you have to bite back the gasp that threatened to leave your lips as another wave of heat pooled between your legs. He was right, if you two stayed around each other longer than this, there was no way Jimin was going to get home safe.
"See you at practice.” You smiled and turned around before your last effort at self control snapped. You feel his eyes on you the entire time as you walk towards your house and step inside the door. Once the door closes behind you do you then hear his car start and drive away.
You let out a sigh and press your thighs together, thinking of a number of ways to kill Jimin.
Republicans have to delay TrumpCare Senate vote because they don’t have enough GOP votes. Trump will blame Dems.
We live in a world where Republicans can never accept their constant failures. We can not move forward as a country with Congressional Republicans. The GOP is set up to only move backwards. To unfund. To cut. To divide the People.
So the media is treating North Korea's latest missle launch test very seriously, yet non mainstream media people seem to be "lol wut? As if Nork Land can ever truly make a missile that'll reach the US." Okay, tell me if the recent missile launch of North Korea should be taken seriously? Or it's not that much of a big deal and that the chances of a Nork missile ever reaching the US us unlikely?
Pfff, not at all, North Korean ICBM technology has proven unreliable at best, with most test launches ending in failure, and even if the damn rocket manages to deliver its payload to the stratosphere, it will most likely be a single warhead, with little to not maneuver capacity during re-entry due to the constant test failures, making it an extremely easy target for western anti-missile defenses, AND THAT’S ASSUMING the shitty ICBM is not shot down over Korea by an American AEGIS warship before it an even prove it actually works.
We’re dealing with 60′s tech at this point, maybe 70′s, I mean, for fuck’s sake, look at their “ballistic missile” submarines, a fucking DIESEL-ELECTRIC SOVIET SUBMARINE modified with A SINGLE SILO on the fucking SAIL, technology so fucking old and so fucking noisy it’s like bringing a biplane to the Vietnam War!
The very first soviet SSB submarine, a Golf-class diesel-electric submarine from the 50′s, the same concept used by the PRK in 2017
North Korea is a fucking joke, and all they want is for the idiotic western media to spread their fear, something they have been doing marvelously.
I know you don’t feel it right now but you are stronger than you ever dreamed possible.
A person’s strength is not judged by the effortlessness of their accomplishment …. in fact, it’s just the opposite.
Strength is when you feel you cannot possibly endure and yet you find it within yourself to continue on; In spite of difficulty, in spite of doubt, in spite of the pain.
Strength is facing every imaginable adversity and the constant possibility of failure and still giving it everything you’ve got.
Strength is not about whether you succeed or fail – it’s the fact you battled on despite your struggle. It is in every moment you felt like you couldn’t do it, every moment you felt like you had nothing left of yourself to give and every moment it would be easier to just give up – but you kept on fighting.
The moment you realize your true strength is not when you look back on an accomplishment – but when you reflect on what you went through to achieve it and feel proud of yourself for never giving up.
Intro: So this is the second installment of my Motivation Ficlets mini-series thing - this time featuring a very soft very gentle Bones. Enjoyyy
Pairing: Bones x reader
Word Count: 732
You dreamed of your bed and a warm cup of tea all the way home. Exhaustion pulled at your eyelids, making them heavy, and frustration curled at your brain. You just couldn’t seem to do anything right today at the lab and your constant, little failures replayed and replayed in your mind.
Finally sliding in the door to your quarters, you quickly realized you weren’t alone. A dark, familiar figure stood near the window, the light from the lamp casting a warm ambiance over him and you smiled to yourself.
He didn’t seem to notice you as you padded into the room and you were struck dumfounded by the sight in front of you. He was swaying gently, his fingers tapping against his sides and his head tilted back just so, but you knew what he was doing. He was dancing. You noticed then the headphones plugged into his ears, connected to probably his PADD that was set onto the end table next to him.
You watched him for a few more minutes in silence, enjoying how loose and relaxed he was, and when he turned slightly you could see him mouthing along to the words.
Approaching him now you slid up behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind, making him tense and jump for a second and pull the headphones from his ears.
“Hi.” You smiled into his shoulderblades.
“Geez darlin’, you scared me.” Leonard chuckled, tossing the headphones aside and placing his hands over yours, giving them a quick squeeze.
You mumbled an apology into the back of his shirt and pressed your face tightly against the fabric and the muscles underneath.
“What were you listening to?” You asked as his fingers entwined with yours.
“Something from back home, a song my mom used to play me and we would sing together, her on the guitar, me singing along.” He responded.
“Can I hear it?”
“You have to let me go first.” He teased, pulling at your hands, but you held fast, mumbling protests into his back.
“What’s the matter, darlin’?” Leonard asked, stroking your fingers now.
“Nothin’.” You squeezed him tighter.
You nodded into his back, the warmth of his skin beneath his shirt nearly lulling you to sleep.
“Wanna talk about it?”
You shook your head
“Alright.” He reached for the PADD now, unplugging the headphones and tapping on the screen a little, and soon a soft tune filled the room.
You listened in silence, leaning against Leonard, and smiled at the song. It was soft and sweet, the words calming, and you imagined a young Leonard singing along with his mom.
Then, very gently, he started swaying again, and by the rumble of his chest you could tell he was saying the words along with the song. His fingers danced over yours, gliding up your forearms to your elbow, and back down again in time to the music, and you wondered for a moment if he’d ever played piano.
Slowly you unwound yourself from him and let him turn to face you, his hands falling instantly around your waist, and he smiled down at you, his mouth still moving to the words of the song. You slid your hands up his chest to the back of his neck and brought his forehead to yours.
He began to sway again, moving you with him this time, and you found yourself smiling, getting into the soft falls and lifts of the music. Leonard was near singing now, his voice low and gravely, a voice you could listen to forever, and he was actually very good as he sang along.
You stayed like that for a while. In his steady warm arms, rocking in slow circles, the song playing on a loop over and over, each time becoming more familiar.
Eventually your head came to rest on his chest and his chin pressed against your temple, hands holding you close to him, up against his chest. Your eyes drifted closed and you could feel yourself fading into exhaustion.
Leonard must have noticed because he whispered, “So tired, darlin’” into your hair before leading you to the bed and laying you down, pulling the covers up to your chin and pressing a kiss to your temple.
“Goodnight, darlin’, tomorrow is a new day, which we will tackle together, no matter what it throws at us.”
What's your favourite aspect of Dean, Cas and Sam's personalities?
Oh, this is a wonderful question. I’m all excited now. Okay, here goes:
My favourite aspect (love that word choice) would be his ability to open up to “new experiences”, usually with the result of “fully embracing them”. *winkwink* Okay, innuendo aside - the reason I love this aspect to him is that it underlines that he’s not always fully himself, and it’s a joy to watch him allow for the dork or the doofus or his not-so-toxically-masculine side to shine through. Because it just shines, doesn’t it?
One of my favourite moments with him was when he was with Jody, meeting up with Donna, who was being herself, her goofy humour making Jody roll her eyes, while Dean started chuckling and joining in. It’s a short, subtle scene, but it really stuck with me because it’s recent (S11, I think…) and because Dean was so amazingly relaxed, unable not to engage because that’s always been his true sense of humour and Sam has always just given him a look to stop it, but with Donna they actually start setting each other off and it’s glorious: he’s a fucking dork, guys, and I do adore him all the more for it!
Cas with the sass is, without a doubt, my favourite aspect of Cas. When Cas has his full confidence on, when he feels he’s in the right, when he stands up for himself and takes control and kicks fucking ass with that sass in his Cas (please stop now) (oh fine) I feel I can almost see him square his shoulders and spread those wings - broken or not. It’s so damn powerful, because he’s so damn powerful, deep down, underneath all that baggage he’s dragging around.
Now, I want human!Cas to be endgame, but I don’t think we’ll get there unless that baggage can finally be dropped completely and bloody well forgotten. This sass, this confidence that is a core trait within Cas, but that has been beaten down due to his constant failures, this confidence has to be brought back into the light and it needs to become a staple part of Cas’ character. Why? Because he has to have it in order to know what he wants, and he has to know what he wants in order for humanity to be his choice, made of free will, for his own sake. So this oh-so-recent power up of our angel of the Lord had me jumping around with glee because, omfg, I believe it’s a first step towards him making exactly this choice and falling from grace once and for all. (Can’t fall from grace if you ain’t got none, can you?) :)
Sam’s scholarly side, the aspect to his character that allows him to take a step back and look at a situation using all that brain power and analytical skill - that’s my favourite aspect of his. I think it’s amazingly well-crafted how he is the opposite to Dean in so many ways (if not most, if not all ways), and this is not the least of them: Dean approaches a problem head on and emotionally - whereas Sam is very good at pausing and considering logically before acting. Not always, mind you, but I also feel he’s continuously getting better at it. His inner MoL beginning to push to the forefront and it’s a joy to watch because it’s how you save people’s lives, isn’t it? By planning ahead, by intervening in time, by being prepared?
He also uses this analytical side with intriguing precision when reading characters and pushing their buttons, which he’s done at least twice (I believe…). He’s extremely astute in putting together a person’s past and present into a narrative and doing so very quickly. It does make me wonder how much in the know he truly is about Dean’s feelings for Cas. Like… I would think he’s more in the know than even Dean is. Man, I would love for Sam to use this skill on his brother. Or on Cas. Or on both of them. In S13. Imagine. *steepling fingers together* *smiles angelically* *don’t trust that smile* *there’s a devil in there somewhere*
I hope these answers are to your satisfaction, destielonfire! If they’re not… weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell.
Not exactly. On hearing of his capture, Megatron remarks that Breakdown
“deserves” whatever he gets at the hands of MECH. Which is essentially Megatron’s contemptuous way of writing BD off as a lost cause. It’s Breakdown himself who
later describes his missing optic as a “constant reminder” of his
failure: a declaration of culpability that makes me suspect that it was his
own choice to leave it unrepaired.
Breakdown’s a proud bot, in his way–
proud of his strength and his prowess as a fighter. To be captured and mutilated by humans (only to be rescued and bested by his rival)
would have been a source of unspeakable shame, one that I could
see him never allowing himself to live down. Megatron didn’t need to punish him. Breakdown punished himself.