From the passenger seat, Ronan began to swear at Adam. It was a long, involved swear, using every forbidden word possible, often in compound-word form. As Adam stared at his lap, penitent, he mused that there was something musical about Ronan when he swore, a careful and loving precision to the way he fit the words together, a black-painted poetry. It was far less hateful sounding than when he didn’t swear. Ronan finished with, “For the love of … Parrish, take some care, this is not your mother’s 1971 Honda Civic.”
- The Raven Cycle (character aesthetics) - Ronan Lynch
Greetings! I’m Colin, a professional photog in Durham who brings two Fuji cameras literally everywhere he goes. My philosophy was summed up by Ansel Adams long before I was born:
“The sheer ease with which we can produce a superficial image often leads to creative disaster. We must remember that a photograph can hold just as much as we put into it, and no one has ever approached the full possibilities of the medium.”
Thus, I chase perfection, and seek beauty where no one else sees it. Every moment can be more precise, every camera setting more exact, every perspective more innovative. Expect bokeh, emotion, grit, and OCD-levels of precision.
Cas couldn’t help but smile as he watched you, humming along to the song “Spooky Little Girl” as you studiously carved the pumpkin in front of you. He couldn’t have asked for a better day than the one he’d had with you: you two had gone out to a pumpkin patch and picked some to carve into jack-o-lanterns for Halloween tomorrow. He’d enjoyed watching you compare pumpkins, adamant about finding the perfect ones. Back home at the bunker, you sat down across from each other at the newspaper-covered map table in the war room, enjoying each other’s company as you worked.
You were working in companionable silence for a minute, and Cas took the opportunity to just watch you. You were wearing jeans and a black t-shirt that sported the words “Great Pumpkin Believer since 1966” across it; thanks to Metatron, Cas understood it was a reference to the Peanuts movie, It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. Your hair was pulled back in a loose braid that fell over your shoulder.
He knew you were beautiful by human standards, and he made sure to tell you that often; but as beautiful as you were on the outside, Cas loved the beauty of your soul even more. As an angel, he could see it - warm and bright, a little dark and broken at some places, but the most gentle and lovely he’d ever had the pleasure of seeing. He smiled, knowing that he was the luckiest angel to ever walk the earth because you loved him.
“How is your pumpkin coming along?” he asked you. You looked up and met his eyes.
“It’s almost finished,” you said. “And it’s pretty good, if I do say so myself.”
He nodded. “I’m sure it will be beautiful.”
You smiled. “And how about yours?” you asked. “Good?”
He looked down at the work he’d done on his pumpkin. “I’m not sure,” he said truthfully. “I’ve never carved a jack-o-lantern before. It may not be very good at all.”
“Jack-o-lanterns aren’t judged by traditional standards of beauty,” you reminded him. “In fact, sometimes the best ones are the least beautiful.”
He frowned, worried he might have done it wrong. “Oh. Well, maybe I didn’t - ”
You grinned. “Just hush and let me see it,” you said. “I’m sure it’s perfect.”
He did as you said, turning his pumpkin around so you could see the carvings he’d made. He watched as you went slack-jawed, and quickly came over to your side of the table so he could reevaluate his artwork in light of your reaction.
He’d used his angel blade to carve fall leaves and skeleton-like trees into the face of the pumpkin, in accordance with the Halloween decorations you’d put up around the bunker. In the middle, he’d carved the words “Happy Halloween” in Enochian, because he thought you might think it was “creative”. But looking over at your expression, he feared he hadn’t pleased you like he wanted to.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I was just trying to - “
“You’re sorry?” You tore your eyes away from Cas’ work to his face. “Cas, that’s gorgeous!”
His brow knit. “It is?”
You smiled. “Sweetheart, that’s the best jack-o-lantern I’ve ever seen. It’s beautiful.”
“But - ” he said, looking down at your pumpkin. You’d carved simple features into yours: a grisly, toothy mouth and misshapen eyes with a triangle nose in between. He looked back at his, confused.
“Mine is not like yours,” he said.
You laughed. “That’s ok, Cas,” you said. “Mine’s traditional, but yours… yours is a work of art. And I love it.”
He felt his worry dissipate, and he smiled. All he’d wanted was to make you happy, and he’d done it. He would carve a thousand more pumpkins if it would make you smile like that.
“There is only one true work of art in this room,” he said, trying to be romantic despite his relative inexperience. “And it is not my pumpkin.”
He put his hand on your cheek and felt the warmth of your blush.
“You big flirt,” you teased, smiling at him. He couldn’t help but smile back, pleased his romantic endeavor had worked.
“I love you very deeply,” he said.
You reached up and kissed him, warming him all the way to the tips of his wings.
“I love you very deeply as well,” you said, smiling. “Happy Halloween, Cas.”
He returned your kiss. “Yes,” he said with a smile. “It certainly is.”
S.Coups: Loses their shit over him in sleeveless shirts and/or over his calves. Also really like his arms and eyebrows. Are either very adamant about saying his name carefully/properly or absolutely refuse to call him S.Coups/Seungcheol and instead opt for either over the top cutesy nicknames or just sounds that start with S and vaguely have the same amount of letters as S.Coups. Always screaming EEEHSCOOOOOOOPS. Jeonghan: So many of them have aesthetic blogs and there’s either a ton of pastels or black and white. Unlike a lot of the other members, Jeonghan fans have probably the least amount of silly Jeonghan pics. Most of the memes involve him rejecting somebody’s love, how he’s too perfect/an angel, or how he’s super chill and doesn’t realize some things. Lots of serious fanart.
Joshua: Really adamant about Joshua and are desperate to find out if he still has a blog and if so, who he is. A lot of edits. Half of them call him a saint and are peaceful sweet lil things, constantly doting on him and probably baking pies while writing poetry. The other half call him a sinner among other names and threaten to destroy him on the daily. A shit ton of memes. I’m pretty sure I saw a few comments on how sexy his wrists were when he was in his priest costume. They! Love! His! Eyes!
Woozi: Are usually very calm in the tags when they’re posting pictures of him but when they’re reblogging posts about him they’re very intense in the tags. Possibly the neatest fans? Their blogs are also very aesthetic-y, sometimes minimalist. Dopest themes and y’all’re the icon makers. Lots of grids, peaches, and are willing to romanticize everything about him. Everything. Also, very artistic and the biggest art style I’ve seen of him is digital cartoon. (Anime/Chibi Anime) But a good deal of them are really funny and have a lot of humor blogs/posts.
Hoshi: Almost as bubbly as he is. Very quick when it comes to actually making gifs/photo sets, and they’re good at it too. The writers of the fandom. Half of them are really observant. All of them love when he’s being silly but lose their cool when he’s dancing. His hair is a love-hate relationship with them. They make sure his other talents don’t go by unnoticed.
DK: Are always screaming. Half of the time they’re just meme-ing him and the other half of the time they’re calling him their sunshine angel. Also a lot of cartoon fanart, but it’s more…tumblr style if that makes sense. Are REALLY fast when it comes to reblogging posts about him like I can make a post and before I even hit enter they’re there. They can smell DK a mile away. A lot of them think he’s a sweetheart.
Seungkwan: Sometimes I can’t tell if you guys legit like his rapping or not. Extremely proud of him, constantly praising him. Lots of think-pieces on him too which are nicely written. The wittiest fans. Y’all make the best reaction pics and are the friendliest.
Minghao and Jun: Either you’re a Jun fan friends with a Minghao fan, a The8 fan friends with a Jun fan, or you love both. I’ve never really met somebody who was a fan of one member but hated the other. Anyways the 30 of you are really chill most of the time except when you’re screaming in confusion because your faves deserve more love. Minghao fans either think he’s a baby cinnabon who will leak icing if he even frowns or y’all think he’s lowkey ready to dropkick somebody at any given moment. Jun fans are the same. Either he’s hella sexy and super suave or he’s just a tol, smol in personality, geeky bean.
Dino: All of u call him your son?? Lots of exclamation points and squeals and there’s a lot of rly cute fanart of him. Not really as many nicknames for him as the other members, just a lot of “DINO!!!!!!!!!!! DIN O DinO MY SON BBY CHILD CHannie!!” Have made all the dinosaur and MJ jokes in existence. But let me tell you, once he starts dancing they all melt and turn very serious about how talented he is.
Wonwoo: Y’all freak out if he’s got his hair up or if he’s doing the thing where he pushes his head up and looks down through his eyes. Even though we all know he’s the tru cinnabon, a lot of u secretly still relish on those moments where he’s vry emo. Actually a lot of u are very open about emo wonwoo. Oh god, so many emo wonwoo jokes have been made. He gets the most Black & White/gray edits aside from Mingyu, S.Coups, and Jun. Lots of word play on his name too. Will claim any part relating to him they can for a url. (Wonwooschickenfryheate3yearsago, wonwoosleft-ear-ona-sunday, etc.)
Mingyu: Half of u talk about how much u hate him and want to fight him and half of u talk about how you wish he sneezed on u (prayin for y’all). Will take pictures of him doing anything. Drinking juice? Pic. Midway coughing? Pic. Secretly sniffing another member? Pic. You’ll carefully watch him to see if he’ll spread germs. Ya’ll think he’s the cutest dork. Will roast him with no hesitation.
Vernon: There’s a lot of you which means so. Many. Macs and whacks urls. I mean, so many Macs and whacks and kidney jokes. Will meme him at any chance possible. Are also very intense about Vernon, possibly the most intense fans in the fandom. Very eager to see him in everything and anything.
Adam Levine at The Late Show with David Letterman : Adam keeps it completely classy wearing a blue suit with black shirt (note that it’s not the regular formal shirt) and shoes. I like how the glasses compliment his face. He looks perfect.
It was the night of the grammy, my first grammy together with Adam, the love of my life. I had been exited for this evening for a long time. I bought the dress when I was in Australia to preform and end my tour. I had some free time one of the days and then, I found the perfect dress. It was a strapless dress and I just knew it would be perfect for this evening.
”Can I come in honey?” Adam asked and knocked on my door. I made it clear that I wanted to fix myself in on room and then meet him when I had my hair, dress and makeup on. ”Yeah, I’m done. You can come in now” I said. He walk in and all I could say was ”Wow”. He wore a black suit and he looked so good. ”You look amazing. You are so beautiful, like always” he said and kissed me. ”You too” I said after responding to his kiss.
There we sat in the car, just about to go out and do something I have never done before, go on the red carpet with a boyfriend. I love him with my life so I thought why not. We never did it last year, he really wanted us to on the Billboard award, but I wanted to go with my friends from my Bad Blood video, because it was the evening I realized the music video. So now when we have known each other for 355 days I thought it was time for it. Something different and something new is good sometimes.
We walked on the red carpet together and got lots of questions, people screamed things from everywhere. When we were at the end of the carpet I saw Kanye starts walking out from a car and start making his way out on the carpet. Damn I thought to myself. After everything last week this wasn’t what I wanted to see, he wasn’t who I wanted to meet, not so soon anyway. Adam saw that I looked at Kanye and grabbed my hand and then kissed me on my lips, which made everyone turn their faces and cameras to us. And I didn’t care, I kind of liked how Kanye walked out and the photographer cared more about me and Adam. Like I sometimes say, karma is only a bitch if you are. We stood there and kissed until I needed to breath, so I then pulled away, still holding his hand. I looked over at Kanye and he looked pissed. I kissed Adam on his cheek and then we walked in to the show.
We walked to our seats and then I kissed him goodbye for the moment. I was opening up the grammy so I needed to go and change. I sang and had a really great time, danced like no one was watching and smiled towards Adam a lot of times. When I was done with my number I changed clothes again, and fixed my makeup a bit. I know I didn’t need to look good in front of Adam, he had seen me without makeup a lot of times, but I wanted to look good for him. Of course it was good for my brant too, but I looked like I liked, and didn’t care much what other thinks. First now I can say that and mean it, the most of the times. Everyone thinks that I have the best confidence, just because I’m famous. But that’s not true.
I walked back to Adam and he kissed me, now we could kiss how much we wanted to, even though it was lots of cameras everywhere, they already had the pictures from the red carpet.
The evening was great! I won lots of awards, danced and hugged/kissed Adam every time they called out my name. I had fun together with my friends who also was sitting with us, but when I was with Adam it was like we were the only one who existed.
We were just about to go to the after party when we met Kanye in the hallway. ”Just ignore him” I whispered in Adams ear. ”You know you are the worst dancer right, like hey I’m swift and I’m singing and dancing like I’m the queen of the world” Kanye said and started to laugh. ”What did you just say?” Adam asked, I could her that he started to be angry. ”Adam” I said. I didn’t want it to be a big thing. We already took over the social medias last Friday, you know the whole thing about his song text. I didn’t expect this, I kind of expected an apology.
”And now you can’t speak, cuz your giiirrll, isn’t that what you call her *laugh* bosses over you. I will be able to write awesome song lyrics in the further about the bad dancer Taylor. Cuz you know what Calvin? She has the power over you and she’s such a good girl, so you can’t say something to me. You are such a loser Taylor, you suck. You didn’t even say what you thought about my lyrics. Tell me, I wanna hear it” Kanye said. Adam got red in his face and I could tell he was about to do something stupid.
From nowhere Adam beat down Kanye and said ”You said what?” I was really surprised. I never thought he would do this for me, beat someone down for me, in order to protect me. Even though Kanyes nose started to bleed, this was cute. That he did this because he love me.
”Just so you know. My girlfriend doesn’t have sex with you, that’s just in your wildest dreams. And you didn’t made her famous. She has always been so much better than you and what do you say about her first albums? They are amazing, but maybe you don’t know what country music is? And she can dance, seeing her dance makes my whole world so much brighter and every time she shakes something off with a dance move I know I wanna spend the rest of my life together with her. She’s kind of the queen of the world, and you are kind of the opposite. Drugs and stuff like that is not a good way to be a role model. And I speak whenever I want to. Taylor just knew this was stupid and I kind of knows that too now, but it was worth it. Because you hurt her, and if you hurt her, then you hurt me too. She is my other half and you just have to deal with it. Okay? No wait, I don’t care if you think it’s okay. I don’t want your promise. I’m gonna marry this girl one day. And what will you write about then, when you already today don’t have something to write about? I know my music will be a bit different because of the love, but at least I know what love is.” Adam said and grabbed my hand. We walked away and I couldn’t help to smile big. I looked back and Kanye stood up, so he was okay, but I was better than okay. Adam wanted to marry me too.
The rest of the evening was wonderful, because I knew he was the one, for real. He would be there for me, no matter what. He was the closest thing to perfect, I knew. I love him, today, tomorrow and for the rest of my life. And now I know I’m not the only one feeling this way.
An article on the John Laurens play I’m seeing this weekend
A few things that caught my attention:
“He was far from perfect, Weatherhead noted. He made mistakes in battle
and left behind a pregnant wife. But imperfection makes for a more
interesting theatrical hero.” - I really like that they acknowledge this, and I’m hoping this means John won’t be portrayed as the perfect white savior who tried to free the helpless black slaves.
“After his son’s death, Henry Laurens freed his slaves and became something of a recluse, Weatherhead said.” - Yeah no. Henry still had his slaves and gave them to Henry Jr. when he died.
“The cast includes Felder as Henry Laurens; Robbin Knight as John Lauren;
Adam Miles as Thomas Day, Thomas Jefferson and Dr. Evan Edwards;
Elizabeth Leigh Watson as Elizabeth Futterel; and Kelvin Curtis as
Phillip Rivers.” - 1) Way to spell the main character’s last name wrong. 2) Where is Alexander Hamilton???