her look in this scene needed more appreciation so here you go everyone :))

The Seventh Wheel: A Case for Black Lion Lance

Alternatively titled: Lance Deserves The World Because He is My Son and I Love Him

Okay, so Shiro’s gone and someone’s gotta fill his big ass shoes. In the toss-up between him, Allura, and Keith, I’m going to be arguing in this post that Lance could be the guy to do it. And, fair warning, this is going to be ridiculously (like, ridiculously) long lmao so here’s the TL;DR right now: I think that a) Lance already shows the character traits of a good leader, and b) there’s a good chance of him becoming one, given his impending character arc. 

It also has a chance of not happening, of course, but who cares?? I already started writing this thing, so:

Alright, let’s begin at the beginning, because that’s always a good place to start.

Lance is first introduced to the audience as the classic loud, arrogant, goofy flirt. The perfect comic relief character. He rescues a guy because his “rival” was gonna do it first and he can’t have that, the first thing he does in the giant robot cat is fart, and he hits on a girl who just fell out of a pod in a magic castle. He’s there to make you laugh.

I can’t imagine anyone looking at a character like that and “You know what? This guy could be a leader.” Allura says it herself in episode 1. The black lion is supposed to be the decisive head of Voltron, a person who’s a natural born leader, who’s in control, and,

Basically, calm, collected, and respected. “A natural born leader.” So, definitely not Lance. Case closed.

But, not really. Because Lance actually is calm and collected. He’s just not respected. He has all the leadership traits– the problem is that he’s not treated as someone who could be a leader.

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In Defense of the Misunderstood Hero, Mori Ougai

I’m sure many would raise eyebrows when they read the title because, Mori? A hero?

Many people portrayed Mori as a sadistic devil, but in no canon situation has Mori ever shown any sadistic tendency (like Dazai has). In fact, I’d say he’s the reverse of that. He took care of Elise very well, despite/even though she’s his own ability. He never once has hurt people for the sake of hurting people.

In fact whenever he didn’t have any business to take care of, his true personality shone through and it was not of a cold, heartless man with no conscience. Rather it was one full of dorkiness and gentle patience. Here, he even contacted Ango (who was sweating bullet because holy shit he’s being called by the fucking boss of Port Mafia) just to ask what color of dress will fit Elise more.

(For the love of anything holy I’ve scoured Ango and Oda’s tag in tumblr yet I can’t find it. It’s the extra DVD comic featuring Buraiha trio drinking and talking shit about Mori. In exchange, have these dorky dad and son interacting;

First thing first, I will give you what I think is the most important fact about Mori. Look at his line in this scene

Now this is his true nature; his main motivation for doing everything he did. The good of the organization.

At no point has Mori’s action ever benefit only himself. At every instance he appeared in the story, he’s doing something for the Mafia and for Yokohama. The only self-centered thing he has ever done was asking Elise to wear what he wanted her to wear and that’s moot point anyway since she’s his Ability and presumably modeled after his ‘ideal’ little girl.

In this scene, he saved four members of ADA and even gave Atsushi an important lesson. Why would he do such a thing when he could literally immobilize Anne and Lucy by bloodlust alone? He could have let her take Tanizaki and Atsushi, then pressure her to let him out with his memory intact. Not to mention that his Ability, Elise, was waiting just outside, standing by ready to break him out any time.

If he does this, not only he will go free with the memory of the attack and thus the secret of Anne’s Room, he would also take care of not one but three ADA agents. Rather, he chose to save all of them plus every single person Anne has swallowed in the Dark Room.

Now here;

This is the scene where he took over as boss. The fact that the Old Boss was bedridden and hallucinating while seemingly so thin, also from the way he was narrated by Hirostu in episode 21, implicate that his condition was something he contracted at a long period of time rather than it being something sudden.

Notice the circumstance in which he did it. Mori only killed the boss after he issued the order that would bring destruction not only to the Mafia but also to the city and nation at large, killing many people whether criminal or innocent. He didn’t do it before even though he could have.

By becoming the biggest bad of the bad, he resolved himself to take care of the light from the shadows. And this is important because if he hadn’t stepped in at that time either the Old Boss would have burnt Yokohama down or another heinous criminal would have taken over and brings the nation down with them.

He is protecting Yokohama by not letting people worse than him to take control of its biggest criminal organization. Notice what Kouyou think about him;

She supported him because of this too. She knew what it felt like to under one of those leaders that cared only for money and power like the Old Boss. Kouyou will not support people if all they brought with them was suffering and death the way she was forced to feel when her dearest was taken away from her. Under Mori’s reign, our queen Kouyou pledge her loyalty not to him but the kinder way he brought.

It can also be seen in this scene.

Mori could have taken effort to keep Kouyou there, but his tone and body language are open. He knew that Kouyou can go anytime and he’s not fighting to keep her there; Kouyou decided to stay on her own free will and he is appreciative of knowing he had a single ally he can absolutely trust on who also knew of his true motivation.

In this scene

It was made clear that he respect the Old Boss, so much that the death of a hundred subordinate made him embarrassed.  He’s not upset that he lost some underlings, he’s upset that he lost them without a good reason to justify their death. A miscalculation has taken a hundred of his soldiers.

And you might think his reaction to this is rather cold, but remember that all of them were members of the mafia. All of them are criminals who would be executed if they fall into the hands of the police and they also knew what they’re getting into when they joined the Organization.

You can probably say what he did to Odasaku was horrible, sure. But it was expected for the boss of the Mafia to do so. (further reading for this topic)

But you have to admit it was a stroke of utter genius. With the gifted Business Permit and no longer fearing the government, Mori would be freer to take down opposing criminal organization that might bother the peace. Rather, he focused the Mafia to expanding its power and outwardly he did so, like this there will be very little chance for either a rebellion or an enemy organization attacking them in their HQ. This would also mean less threat to Yokohama.

Fukuzawa’s remark in this was absolutely true. Not only between the two organization but also for him and Mori specifically. Mori loved Yokohama, enough to dip into the darkest of dark to protect it. And Fukuzawa knew it too because look at his line here

In this, it can be said that he didn’t want a war to break in Yokohama that might disturb its peace. But then why say ‘balance’?

This is because Fukuzawa knew the extent of his subordinate’s strength also that they will be able to kill Mori if they go all out. This is what he feared the most. While if he died, the Agency can be well-taken care of in Kunikida’s hand, once Mori’s dead there’s no one to reign in the Port Mafia and keep it from wreaking havoc, thus destroying the balance of Yokohama city into what it was before; the Dragon Head Rush. (you might want to read the novel of dark era to really grasp the situation. But basically it was a gang war that led to many victims including the families of Odasaku’s orphans)

More than that, the people who might succeed Mori would not be as kind as him. They might do what the Old Boss did and try to burn Yokohama down.

And this, I think, is also the main reason why Mori sent Dazai away from the Mafia. It is, of course, easy to assume what Dazai remarked about Mori’s intention in chapter 30/episode 21 to be the truth; that he did it to remove a threat to his position.

But is this the whole story?

The fact that he kept Dazai’s spot empty rather than choosing someone else to fill it was a paradox if you were to look at him from the angle of a man hungry for power. He has anticipated Dazai’s return, was so sure of it in fact that he sacrificed monetary and workload gains of having another Executive. If he wanted Dazai back in the first place, then why drive him out of the Mafia and into the ADA?

For now, imagine what would have happened if Dazai took over as the Boss if he’s still the same man he was before Oda’s death. Cruel, ruthless and uncaring for people’s life as he was, he would have gone into the same track as the Old Boss and destroys Yokohama as his mental health eroded. Not even Odasaku would be able to save him from himself at this point.

This is also why he asked Dazai back to the Mafia after taking such extreme methods to drive him out. Of course there are another reason, that is he needed his right hand back to drive out the Guild as he remarked.

But the main reason why he asked back after all this time was because there are people in ADA who have taught him about having something worth loving and worth protecting.

Mori felt that Dazai has learnt enough about the light and why it is something worth protecting. With it, when Dazai inevitably take his seat as the Boss of Port Mafia, Dazai would be able to follow his legacy as the Darth Vader of Bungou Stray Dogs and The Dark Knight of Yokohama. This is Mori’s special way of grooming Dazai to become his successor.

All this was so Dazai can be his successor and not the Old Boss’.

Conclusion for those who are too lazy to read 2000+ words of Mori being awesome: no, Mori is not an evil incarnate born to manipulate everyone to his own amusement.

If anything, he’s the greatest hero of the story. The same way the ADA is protecting the city and Japan from the light, Mori is protecting it from the shadows. With the balance that has been made between him and Fukuzawa, it is imperative that he keep doing what he did, or the balance will fall and Yokohama condemned into a lake of fire.

Asagiri Kafka is truly an exceptional writer. They made Mori into this all-bad boss of the Mafia while slipping in his real face every so often. Here is the author who made every character complex and with their own motivation. What made you think they’ll make the ‘villain’ as simple as a man existing just to be a villain?

Even Fitzgerald and Fyodor got development and reasoning for doing what they did, but the difference is they’re arc-villain and not whole story-villain like Mori. Their reign will be over with their arc, but Mori’s will live as long as BSD continues, so it’s imperative that they got their development and exposition early on so the readers can sympathize with them.

Thus I concluded my exposition of the anti-hero that has been protecting Yokohama all this time not by bathing in sunlight but by submerging himself in blood yet capable of keeping his head out of it depth; Mori Ougai.

Pity (M)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Jimin x Female!reader

Word Count: 8,337

Summary: After breaking up with your cheating ex, Jimin had been there for you. You had figured that he was just feeling sorry for you, but tonight he wants to show you that that’s not the case

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astrological movie masterpost

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any genre film based on sun/moon 

aries sun/moon: “boyhood” (growing up and all the rash and/or unwise decisions that come with that. competitive upbringing)  “the aviator” (a frenzied soul who fakes it till ya make it. big dreams, a big persona, and a pioneer to an industry but deeply troubled behind it all), “the wolf of wall street” (honestly this movie was so fast-paced and mad that i could only take it in small doses. everyone is selfish and turns on a dime) 

taurus sun/moon: “the grand budapest hotel” (a film rich in aesthetic. a hotel owner who is a professional lush sets out on an adventure as he is being pegged for murder. a tale of paintings, pastries, and paramour), “big stone gap” (excessive family. stubborn and perseverant. a bit apprehensive of change)“today’s special” (a chef gets back to his roots and has to learn why he was passionate about food in the first place and how to savor every second) 

gemini sun/moon: “ferris bueller’s day off” (witty and incredibly adaptable. can make friends with anyone, anywhere. being childlike and curious, enjoying the little things), “black swan” (ambiguous film where you don’t know what to believe), “the truman show” (his whole life has been unknowingly documented. everyone is just playing a role. media manipulations)  

cancer sun/moon: “take care” (feeling like an inconvenience. wanting to be taken care of. guilt trips), “lymelife” (putting family and ‘home’ into perspective. awkward, at times endearing, a bit hectic), “high fidelity” (old fashioned guy. stuck in the past wondering where it went wrong), “the other woman (2009)” (learning to be a mother. the emotional rollercoaster of trying to love and be loved) 

leo sun/moon: “confessions of a teenage drama queen” (i mean…do i even need to explain this lmao), “beaches” (pride and loyalty. learning to love without having to be the only one receiving love), “anywhere but here” (self-centered mother who wants her to be a star. fixed opinions but is powerful & warm)“grease” (good girl, bad boy. popular. all love their hair lol)

virgo sun/moon: “beyond the lights” (never feeling good enough. a mother who compulsively criticizes her. the theme of ~what happens behind the scenes~ and going back to the basics)“short term 12″ (wants to service everyone else but forgets about themselves), “the intern” (an observant elderly man is methodized and eager to work, always there for advice & support), “as good as it gets” (a bitter man who struggles with OCD overcoming his fears and unleashing his compassionate side)

libra sun/moon: “legally blonde” (a bit superficial. values doing the right thing. people think she’s air-headed but is actually more ‘in the know’ than given credit for)“can’t buy me love” (getting caught up in the popular crowd. pretending to be something you’re not), “he’s just not that into you” (most confusing movie ever. literally nobody can make up their mind lmao) 

scorpio sun/moon: “st. elmo’s fire” (this film has literally everything scorpio and/or related (8th house) in it; secrets, betrayal, intimacy, transforming, debt, etc), “stealing beauty” (uncovering mysteries, forbidden affairs, paranoia. a taboo film), “lila & eve” (crime drama. goes to show just how far two resentful mothers will go)

sagittarius sun/moon: “bruce almighty” (humorous. has the theme of ‘luck’ and ‘higher power’) “away we go” (redefining what ‘home’ means. traveling across the country, new experiences, lots of bad jokes) “funny face” (an amateur philosopher has strong opinions for the modeling industry, wants nothing more than to travel for lectures), “good will hunting” (a genius and self-righteously so but doesn’t know how to truly appreciate life) 

capricorn sun/moon: “uptown girls” (learning to adult from a surprisingly mature child. a mother who is too concerned with her career to pay attention to her daughter), “the pursuit of happyness” (suffering hardships, feeling down & out as he climbs his way up the totem pole. a tale of being a father being able to provide), “the devil wears prada” (another tale of climbing your way to the top, along with the cost of it)

aquarius sun/moon: “scott pilgrim vs the world” (not your average film, includes an alternate dimension. has its technological, futuristic quirks. becoming superior to the rest and standing out in the process), “mona lisa smile” (50′s women gaining new perspective from a ‘subversive’ professor), “the martian” (innovative, humorously noble, feeling castaway, ‘space pirate’) 

pisces sun/moon: “the imaginarium of doctor parnassus” (a fantasy world with a damsel in distress but everything isn’t as it seems),  “because i said so” (milly is bright-eyed and a bit hopeless. her mother pays favor to her. always ends up doing what other people want because although she is highly spirited, she can be a pushover), “amelie” (imagination, imagination, imagination. sets out to help others by being a bit manipulative in the process), “big fish” (reality vs fantasy. idealized & exaggerated upbringing)

romance films based on venus 

aries venus: “10 things i hate about you” “she’s all that” (both films show they can treat romance as a competition but once they are in love, will do whatever they can to keep it alive), “two night stand” (hasty romance. lessons of ‘rushing’. a candor appreciation for another), “beginners” (being honest with yourself. ‘a movie with an unflinchingly tough heart.’)

taurus venus: “dirty dancing” (stubborn, sensual, and learning to position yourself securely lol), “the great gatbsy” (wealth. everyone indulges themselves, goes overboard out of love), “happily ever after” (sudden yearning for stability, excessive in more ways than one) 

gemini venus: “save the date” (a girl who is scared of commitment. covers up her fear with humor. ‘word vomit’ through the whole movie lol. works at a bookstore. has a sister dynamic in the film of the one who is a bit silly & immature and the one who acts like she knows everything), “how to lose a guy in 10 days” (a two faced romance. lighthearted mind games and calling each others bluff), “garden state” (a lost fella falls for a quirky compulsive liar. a surprisingly intelligent and outlandish film) 

cancer venus: “closer” (kind of shows more unhealthy traits of this placement but shows they just want to be in comfort with you but can guilt trip people and ask for reassurance where its not needed), “a walk to remember” (two lovers jaded in their own right find love. trying to protect one another from getting hurt and hurt each other in the process), “brooklyn” (building a life together. choosing between a lover at home or a home within a lover) 

leo venus: “elvis and anabelle” (a radiant beauty queen has a near-death experience that alters her way of existing. brings a boy out of his shell through theatrics and love), “take this waltz” (she meets a man and starts rethinking her own loving marriage, does she want more? demanding, bold, and has a childishness to it), “anomalisa” (uplifting one another, making each other feel extraordinary) 

virgo venus: “people places things” (a man of many standards and subsequently hypercritical in the name of love), “me before you” (taking care of another. breaking free from routine), “when harry met sally” (constant challenging of standards. loving the little things), “enough said” (looking beyond imperfections. practically endearing) 

libra venus: “hitch” (got his heartbroken. now runs a business as a ‘love doctor’ where he gives men the push to pursue love through setting a meet-cue. but when he falls for a girl he has no idea what to do), “alfie” (a womanizer who refuses to be seen as a regular person who experiences the everyday woes that we all do. says he’s ‘always okay’), “27 dresses” (jane is a ‘more’ evolved version of this venus. loves love, is a major people pleaser. her sister on other hand pretends to be whatever her partner wants, is a major socialite) 

scorpio venus: “love actually” (falling for what you can’t have and having difficulty expressing it), “no kiss list” (liking someone you can’t have and making that person feel like you can’t like anyone other than them), “chasing amy” (obsessive. sabotaging a relationship out of fear), “a dangerous method” (a forbidden and intoxicating affair with a patient), “last night” (temptation and affairs) 

sagittarius venus: “begin again” (greta is independent, blunt, and spontaneous. teaches dan and his daughter a few important lessons. love is a learning experience), “definitely, maybe” (flashbacks to 3 romances, all with women who either write, travel, and/or simply free-spirited. habits of running away. being judgemental of how to live life. expanding horizons. shamelessly honest), “they came together” (clumsy, a straight up mess. light-hearted. mocks romance films) 

capricorn venus: “timer” (doesn’t see the point of a relationship if they aren’t ‘guaranteed’. uses a timer to tell you when you’ll find your soul mate)“meet my valentine” (a family man who finds out he’s terminally ill is determined to find a loving provider to replace him), “before sunset” (an assertive romance, at times a bit cynical, but cheeky and loving) 

aquarius venus: “friends with benefits” “no strings attached” “sleeping with other people” (all the couples in the films were meant to keep things casual but got messy in the process), “frequencies- oxv: the manual” (s/o to @astr-logy for the recommendation! a film about being outcasted, breaking the world & love down to an equation, feelings of not feeling) 

pisces venus: “500 days of summer” (tom is a prime example of the idealization and fantasy romance that can come with this placement), “practical magic” (loves unconditionally but there is a tragic twist. two sisters - one who has a homemaker persona and one devastatingly bored of the mundane), “listen to your heart” (a deaf girl, who is a bit of a damsel in distress as her parents crush her dreams, and an amateur piano composer find inspirational love) 

romance films based on venus in the houses

venus in fire house (1st, 5th, 9th): “50 first dates”“the holiday”, “deadpool” (a stretch? no), “before we go”

venus in earth house (2nd, 6th, 10th): “everything before us”, “friends with money”, “chocolat”

venus in air house (3rd, 7th, 11th): “celeste & jesse forever”, “nick and norah’s infinite playlist”, “her”, “the beauty inside” 

venus in water house (4th, 8th, 12th): “the time traveler’s wife”, “eternal sunshine of the spotless mind”“stuck in love”, “candy”, “comet”

action/drama films based on mars

aries mars: “death proof” (daredevil central. going toe-to-toe with a killer), “crank” (a film literally about keeping your heart rate up. will die without an adrenaline rush), “spring breakers” (living in the moment. playfully deviant and childishly so), “the challenger” (learning to fight for what’s worth it; choosing your battles) 

taurus mars: “matilda” (all the antagonists were greedy slobs who put themselves on a pedestal by making everyone else feel inferior), “the shawshank redemption” (avoids conflict, plays his hand slowly, no stranger to money), “american hustle” (luxuriating in ‘sin’, glorifying the hustle, high-resistance characters) 

gemini mars: “pirates of the caribbean” (jack sparrow is a character that’s easy to be allured to but difficult to trust. never seems to be who he appears and covers everything up with slurred antics), “seven psychopaths” (comical murder film where even has a darker or lighter side than you thought), “the prestige” (two illusionists go head to head to out-trick another. the huge secret of ‘duality’) 

cancer mars: “punch-drunk love” (stereotypical ‘nice’ guy with a lot of problems and insecurities. falls into a weird blackmail ploy), “mad max: fury road” (emotionally raw. recklessly protective. driven by the familial and home), “mr nobody” (recounting of memories. driven by pure emotion) 

leo mars: “hot rod” (acts like a big shot, always attempting to prove himself worthy), “guardians of the galaxy” (everyone has a major ego and wants to show off. music reminds me of the 80′s which reminds me of hair which is leo lmao), “frank” (i feel like many would believe this to be a more aquarius film with its long-standing reputation of being one of the most unconventional films of all time but the film is about fame, how to get there, how to stand out, and being histrionic in the making) 

virgo mars: “pay it forward” (actions geared toward helping others, insecurities and not wanting others to feel sorry, a need for efficiency), “captain america: the first avenger” (modest, just wants to contribute. high energy, lots of stamina ‘i could do this all day’), “cyberbully” (theme of words cutting deeper than you’d think) 

libra mars: “mean girls” (acts nice & unassuming only to better manipulate a situation), “gangster squad” (puts justice into their own hands. has people in pocket and knows how to work a room to use people to one’s disposal), “v for vendetta” (another film of putting justice into your own hands. created a tragic scenario to trick evey into learning no matter what one goes through, the right thing to do is the only appropriate way to live)

scorpio mars: “heathers” (conniving & hypocritical. veronica isn’t a saint herself but disproves of people who are cruel and sets out to teach them a lesson), “mr & mrs smith” (secretive. both know they’re spies but never tell each other & don’t feel neither has the right to be; in the same field of work but criticize each other for it), “django unchained” (rescue and revenge. will exploit anything or murder anyone to get back to his lover)

sagittarius mars: “maidentrip” (a young adventuress sails across the world)“artifact” (documentary film giving insight into the truth of the music industry. pretentious, pseudo-intellectuals), “the believer” (heavily controversial film. audacious in the name of beliefs and what one believes to hold verity) 

capricorn mars: “erin brockovich” (a relentless environmental activist sets out a case against a gas company where their supplies have left residents fatally ill. demands respect), “whiplash” (pushes limits beyond limits. ambitious to the core and seeks to achieve aspirations continuously), “american psycho” (a successful banker has an alter, killer ego who relishes in all that he does & ‘achieves’)

aquarius mars: “the big lebowski” (acts above violence and just says ‘fuck it’ to everything), “equilibrium” (feelings are literally outlawed but an enforcer soon falls victim to rebellion), “terminator” (a cyborg on a mission. a young boy fighting against the technologically advanced) 

pisces mars: “snowpiercer” (sacrifice, clairvoyance, spiritualism. as pete travers said, ‘a slambam sci-fi thriller with a brain, a heart and an artful sense of purpose’), “fight club” (gasp. shocking it isn’t aries mars, right? the story is about a man wanting to escape his everyday life, has an addictive personality, and finds himself immersed in this extracurricular activity), “philomena” & “of mind and music” (one defines true forgiveness. looking past all the tragedy and finding the beauty) 

Stuff from the Falsettos: In Conversation event!

William Finn, James Lapine, and Stephanie J. Block blew my mind several times yesterday and I wanted to share some cool things I learned about the show!

tl;dr: Falsettos beat Spiderman, Bill Finn and James Lapine should have their own sitcom, aND THE BANANA BELTING MOMENT WAS INITIALLY AN ACCIDENT

  • Packed house in Westport Country Playhouse. It was quite ironic because the event was free, but everyone there was hella rich. Hella. I know this because they started thanking donors at the beginning and there was one family there who had just donated a million. And literally not a single person was a POC. My middle-class Asian ass felt awkward.
  • It was Bill Finn, James Lapine, and Stephanie J. Block, moderated by Andrew C. Wilk (to whom we all owe our lives because he’s the executive producer of Live From Lincoln Center)
  • He told us cool stuff about filming Falsettos. There were ten cameras. He said that bringing all these huge cameras in was like your drunk uncle coming to a party
  • According to Andrew, when it first opened in cinemas, apparently in some markets FALSETTOS BEAT SPIDERMAN?????
  • YESSSSS FALSETTOS THAT’S MY FANDOM
  • Even Andrew couldn’t believe it
  • He was like it doesn’t sound true but I’m going to say it because it feels good to say it
  • And, as I mentioned in a previous post, he confirmed the PBS airdate as October 27 and he said that Falsettos might even have a second run in cinemas.
  • Andrew brought the three in. Audience went wild.
  • He asked them what the main theme of Falsettos is. Bill Finn says that it’s about what it means to be a man (which it seems that the Tumblr fandom has really hit upon in all the analyses, so good job Tumblr!!!)
  • And they talked about casting Stephanie J. Block. Bill said that she came in and auditioned with Holding to the Ground (“which isn’t a very good song,” says Bill) and he had never heard it sound that good
  • Stephanie has a very subtly poetic way of talking about things and it’s really moving?? She described Trina as a woman who constantly has “a well of tears” (she gestures at her throat) right here.
  • I’ve been there.
  • Andrew mentioned how her life is very different than Trina’s–she’s happily married with a beautiful daughter–and he asked her how she accessed Trina’s character
  • She talked about how she had taken a few years away from theater since her daughter was born. When Finn and Lapine called her about Trina to see if it’d be right for them and for her, she felt very insecure and scared going back to performing. The way she put it, in her state at the time, every emotion was at her fingertips. But she drew on this insecurity to play Trina. She said she listened to Falsettos and felt that she knew Trina.

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  • Bill Finn is a CHARACTER. Cracked the entire audience up. He communicated almost exclusively in mumbled one-liners
  • When James Lapine was explaining the whole March of the Falsettos and Falsettoland Act I-Act II thing, Bill Finn was like, the first act’s not as good as the second act
  • Excuse me, Bill, both acts are masterpieces
  • So the format of the evening was that they would show a clip from the film and then talk about it, which was so cool. Watching the three of them watching the film was surreal, but one part was even more surreal
  • I’ve never seen that many elderly people in a room laughing hysterically over dick jokes
  • Partway through the event, Bill Finn started complaining about the fact that there were so many Act I clips, and Lapine was reassuring him that the first act was still good
  • I’m like HELL YEAH IT IS
  • He and James were hilarious together; they just bounced off each other and said such complimentary things about each other’s work and they would have full conversations with just their eyes
  • Okay, so we watched I’m Breaking Down, of course. Then Stephanie and James Lapine talked about the process of staging that scene. That was a gold mine.

Originally posted by trinaweisenbachfeld

  • According to James Lapine, the boobs were all Stephanie’s idea
  • James Lapine REALLY wanted to have a dummy bloody finger. He wanted to have Trina chop off a piece of her finger and there would be blood spurting and the audience would be freaking out over whether the actor actually was injured. He was very attached this idea and stuck to it until the very end. Everyone else was like James pls no. Eventually, it had to go because of the possibility of fake blood staining the costumes or set pieces
  • Stephanie warned us that she was about to make a pun but that she had to because it was so good, and then she said “the finger was cut”
  • And she was super proud of herself and grinning at the audience
  • James Lapine tried to high-five her, but she was too happy to see
  • (She finally noticed and high-fived him back)
  • The iconic banana belting moment was an accident????
  • Okay okay so this is a GREAT STORY
  • So y’all already know all about how it’s the actors themselves moving all the set pieces throughout the show. Stephanie says that it was Anthony Rosenthal who had to do most of the moving
  • So if any of the banana pieces fell, it was “poor Anthony” who had to clean them up
  • One day in rehearsal, sure enough, some banana pieces fell
  • Stephanie felt bad and didn’t want to make Anthony clean it up, so she picked them up and freaking SHOVED THEM INTO HER MOUTH
  • BUT SHE FORGOT THAT SHE STILL HAD TWELVE BARS OF THE SONG LEFT
  • When she finished, James Lapine was like O.O do you think you could do that often
  • The rest is history 

Originally posted by upsettoland

  • I have so many Bill Finn anecdotes that I don’t know which to share
  • Like I said, Bill would mostly communicate in mumbly one-liners
  • Example: we were about to watch This Had Better Come to a Stop, and Andrew asked Bill to set up the scene for the audience (they explained all of the context for everything in case some audience members hadn’t seen Falsettos)
  • Bill: Whizzer is misbehaving and Marvin gets mad.
  • Andrew (laughing): Is that it?!
  • Bill: Yes.
  • (Lapine swooped in to give a more in-depth explanation)
  • But!! Bill would sometimes suddenly speak up and say something so incredibly thought-provoking 
  • They were talking about the unlikability of Marvin, and Bill talked about how a professor he had at Williams said that Jane Austen made Emma so unlikeable so that we could learn to like her
  • And Bill said that he listened
  • We finally got to Act II (Bill was very happy about this) and we watched the baseball scene. 
  • Apparently, James had said to Bill that they needed a group number with everyone in it. At that point, Bill had already written the entire baseball scene in his notebook except for a few final chords, and he was like oh here you go I already wrote one.
  • James: When were you going to give me this?!
  • Bill: When you needed it?
  • And Bill talked about what he referred to as the “handball scene.” James apparently staged the thing before Bill even wrote it.
  • James: Bill, that was racquetball.
  • Bill: Oh, I thought it was squash.

Originally posted by htmlarry

  • BILL GOT JAMES LAPINE SO CONFUSED ABOUT THE LESBIANS FROM NEXT DOOR
  • Andrew was asking about the Lesbians from Next Door and Bill was like, the lesbians are actually from In Trousers
  • And James had this wait hold up facial expression and he said, I didn’t even know this. Who were the lesbians???
  • And Bill was saying Ms. Goldberg and the high school sweetheart and by then, James Lapine looked like the galaxy brain meme
  • James was like, but that’s just the actors, not the same characters, right?!
  • Bill said yeah they’re completely different characters and James looked very relieved
  • James: We’re great together. On our own, we’re a disaster.
  • Stephanie was talking about how she feels like as a young woman, she didn’t have the life experience to appreciate the complexity of Bill Finn’s story and lyrics:
  • Stephanie: “I liked to tap dance and put on red lipstick and make people happy with musical theater.”
  • And suddenly Bill Finn yells, “ME TOO!!!!!!!!!!”
  • Imagine the kind of person who could write both “BITCH BITCH BITCH BITCH FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY” and “this here is love when we’re talking face-to-face,” and you’ve got a pretty solid idea of Bill Finn
  • I know I haven’t talked about Andrew Wilk enough, so I’m going to reiterate here that we all owe our lives to this man. And he was so sweet and charismatic. I love this man. 
  • Near the end, they talked about us!!! The Falsettos fandom! Stephanie said she wants to call us kids, but she knows we’re teenagers and people in our twenties. She lovingly called us a cult and talked about all the banana memorabilia she has received and talked about how the cast sees pictures of us going to the cinemas in 80′s clothes/dressed as the characters. Stephanie thinks it’s so great <3 
  • Stephanie says that she’s not sure she’ll ever do a show as important as Falsettos again. She says there are so many wonderful shows, but in terms of “important”? It’s hard to find.

Originally posted by musicalsaregreat

  • The final scene they showed was Jason’s Bar Mitzvah and What Would I Do? and it was too much. You could hear people crying softly.
  • The last half hour was Stephanie doing a mini-concert (accompanied by the Falsettos conductor/pianist Vadim Feichtner!) and when she belted, I thought the back wall was going to blow off
  • She sang a bunch of gorgeous songs, interspersed with her talking about what these songs mean to her, but among them were “Don’t Rain on My Parade” and Holding to the Ground” (FIGHT ME BILL IT’S ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS EVER) and “Defying Gravity” (Wicked is the show that got me into musical theater, so this was really special to me) and I cried
  • An absolutely beautiful evening.

Originally posted by nikolaevna-romanova

  • Post-script: without announcing it or anything, they very quietly set up a signing with Stephanie in one corner. I spotted the table coming in, so I went to check it out afterwards, and SURE ENOUGH THERE SHE WAS. 
  • I was literally the second person to get there and there was no line behind me because people hadn’t realized yet. She signed the hand-out I got at the cinema (asking me who she should make it out to and addressing it to me in her beautiful swoopy handwriting!) and I told her I went to see Falsettos six times and she said, “I miss it every day, (my name). Every day.” And I asked her very hesitantly whether it’d be okay to get a picture with her, and she instantly said, “You ready?” Hence the selfie I posted last night. I CAN’T BELIEVE IT.

That was my day in Falsettoland!! I hope this stuff was interesting :) I love this show so much and I just wanted to share the cool stuff I learned!

anonymous asked:

"i could do a whole Analysis on the hug i just,, really love it so much" Do it. I just love, love your metas/analysis and I'd love to see you talking about the hug <'3

ahhh thanks!! Ok, full sheith hug analysis, sure thing! 

So, the way this all starts. A lot of people will say the handshake somehow makes the hug merely casual and downplays the intimacy of it, but I don’t think that’s the case at all. See, this part is really important because it’s completely different from every other hug we’ve seen with Keith. If you look at any other case, Keith never initiates. Someone else grabs him, and he has no consent or choice in it. Despite the fact that he eventually relaxes and hugs back, everyone else still just assumes the forced contact is fine, and you can see how startled and tense Keith is:

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S2E8 - Ending Review

Okay, so I know after Camp Camp Season 2 Episode 8 everyone is freaking out over Max and Mr.Honeynuts, cause it’s his comfort stuffed animal and Gwen bullies him with (newsflash, he’s 10 he’s bound to have a stuffed animal, and he deserved what Gwen did) - which I feel is shitty cause nobody really is noticing how big of an episode it is for Gwen and David’s development. 

So, let me break down my favorite scene.

And that is this one. 

It is so damn important. 

Why’s that? It’s because it finally shows Gwen’s breaking point- the moment she realizes she’s never going to leave Camp Campbell and that her life has reached a rock-bottom. It’s the realization that a grown woman became a 10 year old’s bitch to get him a teddy bear to save her from losing a shitty job she doesn’t even want, which was all in vain cause David still found out.

But how does David approach it? Well, if this same situation had happened in season 1, I can give you a rough idea. He would appalled that Gwen would want to leave, not understanding her distaste for the camp and even being offended by it personally. Or, if it had been during episode 6, he probably wouldn’t even bat an eye because it’s one less counselor for competition. He was obsessed with being the best. More of this flaw was exploited masterfully by my garbage friend @ciphernetics which you can read here.



But no. What does he do? He builds her up. David sits there and floods her with compliments, explaining in great detail all she’s done for the camp, how she’s handled situations, how she’s dealt with others, etc. David does something selfless- which is putting her before him. I’ve never seen him do this before. He’s usually quite literally shoving her out of the picture, or waving her off as not important. Even in “Better Than You” he breaks out into song over how much more qualified he is than Daniel in an attempt to scare him away so he can remain the best counselor- and that’s pretty dick-ish, given that he was completely unaware of the circumstances of him being batshit insane.

(The look David is giving her is so pure)

But he values her help. David obviously looks up to her and appreciates everything she does, even if it comes off to Gwen in a threatening way that makes her afraid of quitting or letting him know that she’s searching for a different job. But he reassures her, dispels her anxiety even if it’s for a brief moment, and he focuses on making sure she’s comfortable.

And you know what Gwen does for once? She feels confident in herself for once. In her abilities as a counselor and for her qualification for another job. All this time she spent at Camp Campbell, she’s gotten shit for her degrees and wasted time attempting to help only to be called “the fucking worst”. That’s awful for anyone to endure, and I’m not surprised she lost it when she did. Being constantly underappreciated and overlooked wears down the psyche, especially when she’s shown to give a shit every once and a while. Although she’s absent-minded, she does show care where it needs to be shown. Even though it’s played as a joke that she doesn’t give a rat’s ass about the camp as shown when it reveals she was completely unaware of the Woodscouts invading- she was visibly concerned by it afterwards. She can’t help that she tunes things out- I would too if I was getting bombarded with insults 24/7. Gwen is the only one that tends to David when he’s hurt, and she rushes to check on the campers whenever something happens. David’s far from perfect, and if he didn’t spend most of the first season shutting her out, she could’ve easily been a better counselor than him.

(Look at this child with her newly instilled confidence in herself)

So, how does she approach things after David’s pep-talk. She get’s up and tries again. Even though her entire character was written out to be the polar opposite of David- not giving a shit and bailing if things get too hard, she actually goes out and tries again.

Even though she failed at the very end of the episode, I really hope that this scene allows Gwen to open up a bit more. In every episode she only has a few lines, most of which are quickly made fun of or shut down by other campers/David or just provided to be pessimistic.

I think Gwen will eventually learn to love Camp Campbell, not for the reasons David does, but for her own personal ones that she’d probably never admit to. I mean, let’s put it in perspective. During every single job interview she had in the episode nobody remembered her name. At least at Camp Campbell they know who she is and value her presence. Gwen would be guaranteed to be 10x more miserable at a place that treats her even worse than Camp Campbell does- plus I don’t think she has a choice in staying or not. 

I’d love to see her and David working more as a team, and both being big roles in the show, not just having the spotlight on David all the time. Hopefully now that David is becoming more self-less and Gwen is being brought up rather than down, they’ll click better. But, I do say that this was some masterfully written character development on both ends.

[Bonus things I thought were cute]

Gwen… I know Max completely deserved it… But weren’t you the one defending Jermy Fartz to try and stop the campers from bullying him?

I’m speechless… SHE LEBRON’D HIM. 

She was so focused on what David had to say she shoved Max away so he couldn’t interrupt him. This display is the most we’ve ever seen Gwen care about what David had to say- even after 20 episodes.


Gwen is also picking up some bad David tendencies (pushing, making fun of campers, etc) and it’s adorable.

7 years - BadBoy! Jeon Jungkook x reader - Part 1

Welcome to my first ever fanfic. Lmao not really sure what to say other than please enjoy. <3

Part 1 - Here  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10.1  Part 10.2  Part 10.3  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20 - Final


“Y/F/N?“ Upon hearing your name, you gazed up and made eye contact with your teacher.

 "Present.” Sighing after he had moved on from you, you quickly snapped your eyes towards the scrunched up paper sitting before you. You really had no interest in opening it as you knew the general message but with the burning stare at the back of your head, you gave in and slowly reached for it. Upon opening the note, you were greeted with the typical message you tend to receive at least once a week.

 'You’re still here? Wow what a stubborn bitch.‘ 

Whipping your head around to glare at the culprit, you found her simply smirking back at you. 

 Hye mi.

 She sat back satisfied with her daily deed done. Making people miserable is something she practically lived for, so you weren’t all too surprised. The sad thing was, you both were the best of friends back at the beginning of middle school and, as cliche as it sounds, it all changed when you reached high school. From the age of 12, cheesy promises to remain best friends were made and upon reaching the age of 16 it was all thrown away.

 Why?

 To put it simply, Hye Mi was a bitch. A big one. She wasn’t always but when she began to value boys over friendship, something was bound to go wrong. 

And it did.

 It took no more than a week for her to drop you and develop the handy trait of bitch. She found new friends and apparently expanded her vocabulary as proven with the impressive handful of insults she directed at you and many other innocent students. Her main target was always you and it seemed like it would be for the rest of high school. She revelled in making your blood boil. 

 But you were not a weak girl, god no. Despite you being seemingly someone who is easy to pick on, you always stood your ground no matter who it was and that sometimes was your downfall, as your anger got you into bad situations every now and then.

“Right! It’s the end of the lesson, you are all dismissed. Don’t forget to bring in your slips of approval for the upcoming school trip. Jeon Jungkook, don’t you dare move from that spot!" 

 A groan escaped said boys lips as he slumped back into his seat. Jeon Jungkook. The schools 'bad boy’. The type to uselessly skip and sleep through lessons but manage to get the top grades in the class and linger outside in alleyways fighting with other school gangs or smoke with his friends.

 You roll your eyes at his pathetic attempt to sneak out of the class. Same routine almost everyday. Gathering your things and stuffing them into your bag, you stood from your seat and began making your way towards the door. Except a figure stood in your way.

 "Get out of my way Hye Mi.” She simply tilted her head whilst twisting a brunette lock of hair. Her brows furrowed whilst she looked you up and down and then proceeded to snicker.

 "I see you’re still planning to become a nun, what with your skirt hanging low.“ Her ditsy friends giggled at her cringe worthy insult, boosting her ego and pride. You glanced down at your skirt that rested a few centimetres above your knees.

 "Just because I don’t have my skirt riding up my ass like you doesn’t mean I’m going to become a nun. Plus, at least nuns have some self respect. You should learn from them.” A deep chuckle resonated from the back of the room and you noticed Hye Mi widen her eyes at the sound. Her cheeks began to burn crimson at the sound of Jungkooks laugh. You barged past her having said all you needed to and headed towards the lockers. Once you had finished up, you shut your locker and was greeted with an annoyingly familiar figure. 

 "Hey, Y/N.“ You let out a dramatic sigh. "Go away, Jin Soo. I don’t want to see you.” Another person you disliked was Jin Soo and what are the odds that he likes to make your life difficult too?

 "You know if you weren’t so bitchy we could have actually been friends.“ You scowled at the sentence. He can’t be serious.

 "Maybe I wouldn’t be so bitchy if you hadn’t taken it upon yourself to play with me and proceed to embarrass me In front of the whole school.” Back in 10th grade when you had lost Hye Mi, you seeked comfort and coincidentally Jin Soo came along. After stringing you along for a whole 2 months, he made a scene in the school lunch hall, yelling about how he 'didn’t appreciate the stalking’ and how he 'doesn’t want to come over when your parents were gone’. That gave everyone a reason to practically bully you for the next 2 years. 

“You can’t still be salty over that! It’s been 2 years, get over it. Such a stuck up b-" 

 "Bitch? Yeah, being a bitch is my life goal so I’m not worried over that. Bye, hope you have a crappy day.” Spinning around, you marched out of the school and down the street.

 At least it was Friday. 

 - 

 Your Saturday morning was spent shopping with your best friend, Areum. You met the same year you grew apart from Hye Mi and she was there to comfort you after the scene Jin Soo had caused. She was too kind to leave you in the secluded corner of the library, crying your eyes out. Ever since then you only grew closer. 

 "Jungkook was staring at you through the window when you left school.“ "And how do you know that?”

 "Well, considering the fact we normally go home together I was looking for you in your class.“ You smiled sheepishly at the memory of leaving Areum behind. 

"Sorry, I had the usuals on my case.”

 "Understandable. But seriously, I think Jungkook likes you. He’s always nearby, analysing everything your involved in. To be honest, it’s kind of creepy…“ She trailed off at the sharp look you directed at her. You were not going to have any of this. 

 "Listen, he’s 'analysing’ so he can find the perfect way to piss me off. He already gets on my nerves with his sarcastic comments. Please don’t turn this sleepover into a typical 'girls night’” Areum sighed and threw herself on your bed. 

 "What do you suggest we do then?“ Glancing at your phone, you made a mental note of the time. "Well we could go to the shops to prepare for a midnight snack slash movie time.” Areum’s eyes lit up at the sound of that and she whipped back up. 

 "You really mean it?“ Nodding your head, you grinned at her. "It’s only eleven and the shops are literally down the road. As long as we’re back in an hour midnight snack time is still on. Go get your jacket." 

 Areum was gone faster than you could say 'you got no jams’.

 -

 The walk to the supermarket was a short one and gathering the snack was even shorter. However, the walk back… not so much. You and Areum had only made it halfway back to your house before you spotted the subject of your earlier discussion.

 He was leaning against the wall of an alleyway (what a surprise) with the rest of his friends. One of them, a mint haired coloured one who you were sure you heard some people call 'Suga’, was crouched down with a spray paint can in one hand and a face mask on. 

 Not sketchy at all. 

 He was in the midst of spelling out BTS or something when a low whistle was heard. "Well well, what are you two doing out so late at night?” Surprisingly, this did not come from Jungkook but rather the one many called Jimin. 

Everyone’s eyes suddenly turned to you and Areum. “Just keep walking Areum.” You sped up whilst Areum jogged to keep up. Just when you thought you had made it past them without any confrontation you heard Areum yelp. 

Turning around, you noticed someone had grabbed her wrist preventing her from moving further. The name 'Hoseok’ briefly came to mind. However, your anger had already made itself present and your confidence had surfaced.

 Marching right up to him, you grabbed his arm and all but ripped him off of Areum. He simply stared at you with an offended look. “We don’t have time for your bullshit. Bye.”

 As you turned around to leave, a heavy weight latched onto you, a chin making itself present on your shoulder. “You’re such a cutie when you’re mad. I like it." 

Turning your head, you were greeted with a boxy smile from Taehyung, a boy you shared classes with back in your fist year of high school. 

 "Get off me, Taehyung.” He simply pouted and shook his head whilst wrapping his arms around you tighter. “I don’t want to, I thought we were friends Y/N?" 

"Well you thought wrong. Get the fuck off her Tae.” Jungkook was evidently pissed off with how he spoke to Taehyung. “Fine.” He unlatched his arms from around you and took a couple of steps back, his grin coming back. 

You simply stared back at him and an awkward silence settled in. It was broken when the shaking of the spray can was heard and a heavy sigh.

 "Fuck, this is why I sleep instead of leave the house. To avoid awkward shit like this.“ Suga then continued his piece of 'art’ and you took that as your cue to leave, grabbing Areum on your way. 

 "Don’t I get a thank you from saving you from this idiot?” Jungkook called after you whilst Taehyung let out an offended 'hey!’. 

“Hey! Where’s my thank you?”

 "Maybe when you stop wearing your ass as a hat.“ You replied, speed walking down the street. If you had bothered to turn around you would have seen the satisfied smirk that made itself present on Jungkook’s face. 


RFA - Proposals!

✿ This is for @salarinnar​, who wrote, 

Hello! I love your writing style so I thought I’d donate! How about MC asking the RFA + the minor trio to marry her? With all that getting on one knee and giving them a proposal ring jazz. Bless u.:) 

Thanks so much! I actually did the minor trio proposing to MC awhile ago here, so here’s the rest of the RFA!

(If you’d like a guaranteed request fill, but me a coffee on my Ko-Fi!


Yoosung

  • His mother puts the idea in his head, asking him when he’s finally going to propose to that lovely person he’s been seeing for so long. Yoosung swallows, nervous – it’s not that he doesn’t’ want to marry you. In fact, he’s looking forward to it, and often daydreams about having a happily married existence like his own parents share. But… he’s just…
  • Worried. He’s scared that he won’t be the right kind of guy for you, and he’s worried that you’ve changed your mind and don’t love him as much as he loves you.
  • So he frets. He asks his mom about how his father proposed, he asks his LOLOL friends how they proposed – hell, he asks V how he proposed, being so desperate to get input that he’ll put aside his own feelings for the man.
  • He gets a variety of answers, files them away, and keeps thinking.
  • When he takes you out to romantic movies, he watches your reaction to the lovey-dovey scenes carefully, taking inspiration from what you say about how the characters handle their own proposals. He reads books, he browses forum threads… and he thinks and overthinks the matter, trying to figure out how to best ask for your hand.
  • Yoosung gets the ring while he’s STILL not sure how to propose to you, and as he’s walking home from the store, he gets a panicked call on his cell.
  • You’ve found a baby bird and it’s broken it’s WING and YOOSUNG HELP you DON’T’ WANT IT TO DIE, PLEASE COME QUICKLY.
  • (you’re crying, and so he runs.)
  • Using his veterinarian skills, Yoosung helps you save the bird’s life, and you’re just so… happy and thankful and you hug him, telling him that he’s the best, and Yoosung falls in love with you all over again. You’re so kind! You’re so gentle! You’re so loving!
  • You’re so kind to everyone, even the smallest of animals, and on complete impulse, he gets on one knee and busts out his newly acquired ring.
  • It’s poorly thought out. It’s spur-of-the-moment. But he’ll never forget the way you light up and hug him, saying “yes!” over and over.
  • The two of you laugh about it afterwards, and decide that was probably the most memorable way it could have happened.

Zen

  • Zen knows you are completely and entirely perfect and, therefore, he knows that his proposal to you needs to be completely and entirely perfect in return. How he achieves this Holy Grail of Marital Intent, though, is a matter of some internal debate.
  • He considers going to stereotypical route of wining and dining you, but that’s a.) not really very him and b.) he can’t think of any restaurant that matches up to the vivacity that is you. Besides, he’s not really on-the-ball on the whole… restaurant scene, being that he’s a loser who can barely keep anything more than beer in his fridge.
  • He also considers surprising you on a date, like – at the zoo, or the aquarium. Or maybe on television in front of thousands during one of his on-screen appearances? But then it’s pointed out to him that, oops, a public proposal basically pressures you into saying yes, doesn’t it? And, if you do say no, it’d open you up to the onslaught of thousands of his angry fans.
  • No. He wants this to be between you and him, where you make a decision about your future that he’ll respect and appreciate either way… so he thinks more, and decides to go back to the roots of your early relationship.
  • He decides to take you stargazing.
  • Zen parks his motorcycle in front of your apartment one night, furiously texting you and begging you to come outside for an impromptu date. He already kind of checked to make sure you didn’t have anything planned, but he’s still over the moon when you a.) don’t get mad he rolled up the street at 11PM and b.) he hadn’t given you any notice.
  • (he thought it would be more romantic like that.)
  • You come outside to find him with a picnic basket strapped to the back of his motorcycle and a big smile on his face, and shaking your head, you get on behind him and let him take you on whatever wacky adventure he has planned.
  • He takes you up to your special place in the mountains, his jacket protecting your body from the cold and his back shielding your face. You have your arms around him, and you’ve never felt someone’s warmth as intently as in that moment.
  • The basket is full of all of your favorite foods, no matter how ‘dumb’ and ‘unromantic’ they are. Do you get all of your nutritional content from potato chips? That is ok, Zen has packed all the best flavors. There’s also a blanket, which he spreads out for you, and you lie back and look at the perfectly clear, beautifully expansive sky.
  • You and Zen talk for awhile, pointing out constellations and making your own, when he gets quiet and reaches into his pocket for something. He starts talking about how big the world is, and how happy he found you – you’re like his north star in the darkness of the night. And then he turns on his side, opening the box and looking at you with complete and total sincerity.
  • Will you marry him? He asks, with only the chirping crickets and the sound of the wind for company.
  • Of course you say yes. How could you not? And when you put the diamond on your finger, you reach out to touch the sky, and admire how the stone looks like one of those stars glimmering above.

Jaehee

  • Jaehee takes you to the aquarium.
  • It’s an atypical spot, which makes since given that she’s an atypical woman. You’re kind of expecting that Jaehee is going to pop the question sometime soon, as she’s been asking about your feelings regarding the future, settling down, etc, but when she invites you out that cool, rainy Saturday, you don’t really expect it’s going to happen then.
  • She does it near the end of the day, after she’s taken you to the dolphin show and endured you stopping at every exhibit and pointing out which fish represented which members of the RFA. (She bust a gut laughing when you said the flounder was Jumin.) You’ve already had lunch, and are thinking about going when you stop in the shark room, which is more of a tunnel than a room, really. The walls are completely made of glass and, all around you, you can an awe-inspiring assortment of fish swimming around you (and above you!) in a mysterious room lit by an ethereal blue glow.
  • You find an empty spot to stand, and you press your hands against the glass, completely entranced. Jaehee watches your profile, and then taps twice on your shoulder, sinking onto one knee when you look down at her.
  • She tells you, as she presents a ring to you in the dim light, that her entire life… she’s felt like she’s been living in a fish-tank. Confined, restrained, where she’s just been surviving under people’s apathetic gazes. She’s never felt like she could explore. Never felt like she could go on an adventure, because her entire world was defined by walls of unbreakable glass.
  • …Until she met you.
  • Now she believes in things. Now she dreams. Now she smiles, laughs, and no longer feels like she’s just some specimen kept behind a cold, unfeeling wall. And – no matter what you say, yes or no – that knowledge will always stay with her.
  • Will you… accompany her beyond the glass walls you’ve helped her shatter? Together?
  • (In the flickering, wavering light, you smile as wide as the sun and say, yes.)

Jumin

  • It takes a little bit for Jumin to propose, and before he does so, he takes you on a whirlwind tour of the globe using his private jet and vast amounts of money.
  • You eat baguettes in France. You see the architecture of Prague. He takes you on a tour of the castles of Scotland, and says that one day, he’d like to build one for Elizabeth the III. You go see the mountains of Iceland and the parks of Oslo, the beaches of Bermuda and see the sunset off the coast of Fiji. You sip margaritas, daiquiris, and pina coladas, you go horseback riding, you take pottery classes with Jumin and laugh as you make mistakes.
  • You go to art exhibits. Concerts. You go to parties and meet people, and you drag Jumin out on forest hikes in the dim, lonely woods. You see snow, rain, sunshine, you go to street markets and film festivals – you even go fishing with him and watch him pay a five-star chef to prepare what he caught into a delectable dish for the local catlife.
  • The two of you go to Istanbul, a land famous for its large population of street cats, and Jumin is content in a land that’s devoted to his favorite feline friends.
  • And… at the end of it, on a quiet, deserted beach at the end of the day, he pops the question.
  • He wanted you to see the world before he asked you to marry him, because he doesn’t want you to ever feel confined when you’re with him. He wanted you to know what’s out there before you settled down, and now that you’ve gotten a taste of so much the earth has to offer…
  • Do you want to stay with him still?
  • You say yes, saying that – while travelling was fun – it wouldn’t have been half as amazing without him there by your side. Wanting to go feed cats, falling off his horse, sharing food with him and laughing… The world’s amazing, yes, but it’s twice as amazing when you get to experience it with him.
  • For once in his life, Jumin is chosen because he is him, and because he made your travels worthwhile… and he smiles, thanking God once more that he got a chance to experience what life is like with you.

Seven

  • This man has an entire notebook full of ideas on how to propose to you.
  • There are so many good options! In the climactic moment of an epic laser-gun battle? Waved in the sky on the banner of a sport-class airplane? Using a small army of drones? Via youtube video? Oh man, he could do the classic “write it using the high-scores on an arcade machine”… but is that too cliché, by this point?
  • He only gets one chance to propose, so he should make it th-
  • Wait.
  • Who, exactly, said he had only one chance to propose?
  • (Seven sits down and begins to imagine the possibilities.)
  • He launches off the 2017 “War of Proposals” through a singing telegram delivered by a man cosplaying as Starshine Nyah-Nyah (from your favorite magical girl anime). Said war is a contest of strength, skill, and one-uppmanship, where the both of you compete to give the other more elaborate and unexpected proposals until one of you emerges the victor – and is allowed to have the “canon” one true proposal.
  • HELL YES, you say, and begin to plot.
  • You propose to him at the pool, by getting a dance studio to perform a choreographed routine in the water which ends up spelling out, “Please marry me!”
  • He proposes to you in the movie theatre, where he rents out adspace that he uses to play a video he’s constructed where he waxes eloquent about how amazing you are.
  • You propose to him in the air and space museum, where you drop out of one of the airplanes with an explosion of balloons and the words, “Seven, will you marry me?” emblazoned on your face like war paint.
  • He proposes to you by paying a bunch of newbies in LOLOL to die with their corpses spelling out “Will you spend your life with me?”
  • You continue to trade blows like this for an entire month. Television, radio, the internet – everywhere, there are traces of your continual war. It isn’t until he takes you on a trip to New York and then hacks into the Time Square billboards to deliver his heartfelt and impassioned request that he finally wins, because you cannot think of a way to one-up that.
  • You do, however, help Seven evade the cops after that, which he is content to call a “draw” in the end.
  • (The two of you were so busy plotting that neither actually bought a ring, so you go to the jewelry store and chose matching ones together.)
BTS reaction to your american friends not understanding why you would date a  Korean

Jin:

He’d be more than upset. Point blank. He would have created this whole idea of your friends loving him as much as you do and even spent the weeks in advance learning english so he could hold conversations with them. Although you defended him with all of your heart to your friends it didn’t stop him from closing himself off in your room.

“Oppa, please come back out. Its not the same without you there.”

“Theres no point if they don’t like me.”

“Well they’re just going to have to get over it aren’t they.”


Yoongi:

Anger is the only feeling he would hold. He knew the girls surrounding the two of you probably didn’t think he understood them since a lot of the conversation was being translated by you, but he understood every word. Nevertheless he would stay by your side though and squeeze your hand as you told the girls to shut up. He so was thankful you decided to leave early where he was taken back to your house to your dad, who did his best to communicate without you. 

“At least your parents like me.”

“They are the only ones who matter.”


Namjoon:

Since language wasn’t a barrier everyone was really nice to his face. It wasn’t until he excused himself from the kitchen did your friend start her interrogation. “But why? You could have anyone here, why would you choose someone not only thousands of miles away from us but also of a completely different culture.” Despite you shutting your friend down Namjoon stayed in the kitchen where your mother comforted him. He looked at you with sad eyes but still managed to press a smile as you walked frustrated into the kitchen. “Y/f/n is leaving.” You would say pulling him into a hug. 


Hoseok:


Hobi would be torn apart. Even though he tried his hardest to keep a composed smile while talking to your dad, he couldn’t help but let his eyes continue to  wonder over to you and your friend in the middle of a heated argument “Don’t worry about that, Hoseok. We like you more in the three hours you’ve been here than we have in the ten years of knowing that girl. You’re here to stay.” Your dad would tell him poking at Hobi’s chest while your mom nodded beside him. You walked over after your friend had stormed out and wrapped your arms around Hobi’s waist, sighing when he wrapped one around your shoulders. “I love you so much you know?” 


Jimin:

You wouldn’t even entertain the conversation your friends were hinting at and when one said “But a Korean? Really? What about that guy you dated before you left. He was so tall and handsome”  you would ask your friends to leave before following him back to your room where the two of you were staying. He’d be pouting with good reason and would try to avoid your eyes but secretly appreciated it when you took ahold of his chin and forced him to look at you. “Forget them. If they can’t see how happy I am right now and how head over heels I am for you then I don’t want to be their friends.”


Taehyung:


The comments from your friends would probably go right over his head and he’d just laugh along with your friends while you crossed your arms and started to grow angry. As the girls continued to put down Tae you would eventually snap and tell them to leave, not caring if you made a scene at the welcome home party your parents had thrown for you. The rest of the party Tae acted concerned, not fully understanding why you were upset and would end up forcing you to tell him. “My friends are assholes and they can’t see how much I love you. All they see is someone who isn’t a college football player who goes by the name pork chop or something stupid.” You said throwing your hands up, feeling terrible as Tae’s face dropped and he thought about what you said. You waited as he shook his head and his sweet smile found his lips again. “You love me?” 


Jungkook:

Kook would just smile and excuse himself, leaving you to deal with your friends. He didn’t think your friends not liking him would hit him this hard but he couldn’t help but let his head fall into his hands. If your friends didn’t like him maybe that meant you didn’t really have feelings for him. He couldn’t help his tears as the thought of you leaving him took over his every thought. When you walked in to see him so vulnerable all you did was kneel in front of him and wrap your arms around his shoulders. “Please don’t leave me.” He’d whisper sniffling. You couldn’t help but feel hurt. “Kookie.. Its them that need to leave. Im right here.” You said moving your hands to his cheeks to wipe a tear and place a sweet, loving kiss on his lips. 

I don’t buy it - Jon isn’t “a northern fool”

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!! SPOILERS FOR LEAKED EP 6 AHEAD !!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just don’t buy it. I still believe that Jon is playing Danielle (btw we are using this name so it won’t show up in the search, not as an insult), going “undercover” as he did with the wildlings, to ensure she helps against the white walkers. Want to know why? Keep reading, but I warn you this got … very, very, very long. 

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All the broken hearts in the world still beat

Summary: Stiles totally needs to make Lydia Martin jealous. Yeah. And his best chance is to convince star lacrosse player Derek Hale to (fake) date him.

Notes: Just a silly high school AU! (On AO3)


Even though he was expecting the answer, it still hurts. He guesses that somewhere, deep down, he was still holding on to hope. But it hadn’t even been Lydia’s zero-hesitation no that had really been painful. It was what she’d said next.

“You’re just not desirable at all. If you can’t get anybody else in this school, what makes you think you can get me?” she’d said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “And I have a boyfriend, anyway.”

Then she’d walked away, leaving Stiles staring after her, feeling like he’d been stepped on. But little did she know: adversity just made him more determined. He was going to prove her wrong.

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Cinema Sins starters

“I’ll tell you everything wrong with ___ in less than ___ minutes.”
“The first problem is that you exist,”
“This scene does not include a lap dance and I’m disappointed.”
“Stealing by accident is still stealing.”
“You’re enunciating through your nose.”
“Apparently saying 'I don’t know’ in a lecture about the pyramids is a huge no-no.”
“Oh. Awesome. Could you be a little more vague?”
“I have never heard anyone use that pronunciation in my life.”
“Only dopey nerds have allergies.”
“You know you’re a workaholic when getting called back to work is the only thing that can snap you out of your deep depression caused by your son accidentally killing himself.”
“The hell? Do you even coffee?”
“You brought in  an expert to help you decipher the code but you didn’t show him everything? The fuck kind of logic are you following?”
“He’s drawing on the screen with a permanent marker!”
“And so he owned it. But he was stupid, so he put it in storage.”
“First of all, that was morbid.”
“You look beautiful and all, but maybe now’s not the right time to be posing or photos.”
“You’re not even offering anything? Just an open hand of gentrification?”
“Yes, the questions was lame, but you didn’t have to be such a dick-tard about it.”
“I’m killing, smoking, and having everyone else do the work. You really have to appreciate my growth into a beautiful person.”
“That guy may have a big dick, but he also IS a big dick. Dick.”
“That’s like recycling all the onscreen actions of Two Girls, One Cup.”
“That’s the ‘I’m totally in love with them but have no chance’ face.”
“BDSM isn’t open during business hours.”
“I know you’re comically inept so I’ll let this one go.”
“Bonding by way of vandalism. Hmm- Bondalism?”
“That’s the fancy way of saying you killed him.”
“Sure, the one thing…. the ONE THING you had to do in the middle of a kidnapping plot is to fire a flare up in the goddamn air.”
“Your friend is the valedictorian of this school? How badly did everyone else fuck up for them to become the valedictorian?”
“To be fair, those birds shouldn’t be chirping. They should be eating that person I killed.”
“Not even the wind or that Bronco could undo the mid-life crisis look in your hair.”
“Nothing good happens when it involves gloves and a Bronco.”
“You’re perfect, in a perfect home and likely have a perfect florist, so why  not buy the real thing instead of a painting?”
“She was taking that dog to wherever as an accessory, which makes her an awful person and thus rightly tortured for the rest of her life.”
“You even walk like a thoroughbred horse at the Kentucky Derby.”
“Bow down, bitches.”
“Have you see the shit down here? We don’t need no parental advisory.”
“Please tell me she didn’t flood the city again just to make this video.”
“Ooooh, it’s a metaphor.”
“These are some stupid rules.”
“I would hope the things you eat didn’t complain, because they should be already dead.”

anonymous asked:

Please do a jealous Jughead fic that ends in smut

okay so I am slowly but surely getting through your asks! Thanks to everyone who has sent me ideas! I promise I will get to them all, please be patient with me though haha

anyway thought I would knock a few birds out with one stone with this one! Thanks to all the wonderful anons who sent these requests! Full disclosure most of my asks is smutty requests haha so get ready! 

Anyway hope you enjoy it ;) sorry it’s a bit long! 

warnings: smut, smut, smut, sin and smut. [with a bit of plot for good measure]

ENVY: The colour of sin

Jealously was not an emotion Jughead was overly fond of. In fact he thinks it’s his least favourite of all the emotions on the broad spectrum of human feeling.

The cause of such jealously; Archie Andrews not so subtly attempting to gain the attentions of Betty Cooper.

It was a paradox- Jughead being jealous of Archie’s jealously and he knew it made zero sense. Yet he couldn’t help the green eyed monster rearing its ugly head when he saw the pair exit the doors of Riverdale High on Friday afternoon.

Well actually if he was being honest, the green eyed monster had been rearing its ugly head for a week now. He had noticed Archie’s preoccupation with his girlfriend grow over the weeks and while he had at first dismissed it as missing his best friend and seeking comfort in her after everything with his dad, Jughead now knew it was actually due to seeking her affections. He hadn’t worked out yet whether Archie himself was actually aware of his change in behaviour toward Betty, but it was irking Jughead none the less. And so he had taken it upon himself to brave the civil war-esque dangers of being at Riverdale high and pick his girlfriend up from school that afternoon; rather than endure another tortured afternoon imaging the moves Archie was putting on her while they walked home.

Betty was sporting her usual pony tail and radiant smile, looking gorgeous as ever, so yeah he got why Archie felt inclined to be attracted toward her. What he couldn’t comprehend was his “best friend’s” need to tug on her pony tail and let his hand linger in the golden locks longer than necessary, before slinging his arm across her shoulders.

Jughead’s eyes narrowed despite Betty casually lifting Archie’s arm off of her with a laugh.

Unable to watch the scenes of ‘All American Boy Next Door tries to win heart of Girl Next Door after realising mistake of letting her go’ any longer Jughead pushed himself off the side of the truck.

“Hey you,” he called casually across the car park in the direction of the pair.

Betty’s eyes instantly strayed from Archie, her green orbs landing on him and immediately alighting. The surprised smile that graced her features temporarily dousing the flames of the burning aggravation inside him.

“Juggie!” she exclaimed through a laugh, practically skipping toward him.

Jughead’s blue gaze softened, the iciness directed at his friend instantly morphing into amused adoration as his girlfriend bounded into his arms. Betty’s own arms wrapped around his shoulders while his found perch on her slender waist.

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They're Blue - Stiles Stilinski Oneshot

Prompt: Stiles is having a hard time controlling his shift, so he turns to his anchor for help, but it doesn’t work. (Gif not mine)

Warnings: Mentions of dying, sad

Word Count: 1,419

Pairing: Werewolf!Stiles Stilinski x Human!Reader

A/N: Glad I got this out of my drafts. Hope you like it :)

~Masterlist~


You didn’t expect to become the only human in the pack. You see there was two humans in the pack, You and Stiles, but after what happened to Stiles he didn’t have much of a choice. Stiles life was at stake. He was practically on his deathbed. So you had to turn to your only option left; Scott. Scott bit Stiles in order to save his life. It was hard enough as it was, but Stiles becoming a werewolf, now that was even harder. He had a hard time trying to control his shifting. But he had his friends to help him along the way.

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@xxtorchxx made this gorgeous manip and it lit a fire of inspiration in me.  She was kind and generous enough to allow me to lend my words to her perfect image.  Just bask in this brilliance for awhile.   As should go without saying, do not repost, re-use or claim this work as your own.  If you like it, use that little reblog button in the bottom right corner of the post.

A million thank-yous @xxtorchxx for your talent and creativity and for your thoughts on this little fic to complement it.  

Thanks to @reginalovesemma for the edits.  As always, you elevate my work.


A note about this little fic.  Mon-El was never Kara’s boyfriend.  In this little world, he was the funny, goofy, sidekick pal we all deserved him to be.  Kara misses him and does have to deal with the loss of a friend, but he did not have the dominating presence in her life he was given in canon.

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Sunshine Special

Summary:  Dean considers himself a laid back guy, but he can get pretty damn possessive when it comes to anyone else hitting on his boyfriend.  A diner and a flirty waitress compel Dean to show everyone who Castiel belongs to.


Dean Winchester was by no means a possessive man.  Of course, it was no secret he’d been with quite a few partners, and he’d never had problems with any of them flirting with other people.  Hell, he’d even been in a few open relationships, and found them downright liberating.   

But this…this was Cas.  And though it was impossible to articulate why, that simple fact made it a different manner entirely.  

Dean watched as the buxom, blond waitress buzzed around his oblivious boyfriend like a honeybee, voice sickly sweet and thick with Southern accent.  

In the past, Dean might have been jealous that she wasn’t flirting with him instead, but he couldn’t blame her for digging Cas:  he knew from experience that there was some serious seductive power in those puppydog eyes.

No, Dean didn’t care that sometimes the ladies favored Cas.  He just wanted them to get the hell away from his boyfriend.  

“Alright, folks, lemme get this straight,” said the woman, finally straightening up.  Becky, her name tag read.  Of course it was Becky:  it seemed to Dean that all irksome blond women in this world were named Becky.  “So nachos and milkshake and a large caeser salad for the boys here, and a triple cheeseburger for you, sugar?”  

Cas nodded, evidently oblivious.  “Yes, please.”

“And steak with mushrooms,” added Mary.  “Bloody.

“You got it, ma’am,” said Becky, not appearing to notice the venom in Mary’s tone:  she was, it would appear, just as possessive as Dean was when it came to her angelic in-law.  “You’re orders should be comin’ right up before you can say Jack Robinson!”   

Dean glowered after Becky as the woman bounced away, the curly blond locks he sourly presumed to be hair extensions jiggling with every step.  He was just glad he was finally out with his family, so that he no longer had to hide this specific brand of loathing.

Peripherally, he was aware of Sam’s awkward attempts to initiate small-talk, to which he responded with unintelligible grunting noises.  It was soon clear to everyone involved that Dean was in no mood for idle chitchat.    

Soon, Becky returned with their orders, still oblivious to Dean giving her the stink eye.  It was all he could do not to flip over the table in a fit of rage when she bent over to put Cas’s burgers in front of him, putting her cleavage directly in his face.  

Sam watched his brother in concern as he sulkily watched her leave.  

“WHAT,” Dean demanded, mouth full of nachos.  

“I think you should talk to Cas, man,” Sam suggested discretely.  

Cas, eyebrows rumpled, watched the scene in confusion.  

“What?  What for?”  Dean scoffed, a stray chunk of tortilla chip flying from his mouth and landing on the table cloth.  Dignity, it would seem, was not his virtue today. 

“We came here to relax, in case you’ve forgotten,” said Mary pointedly.  “And I don’t like to say it, sweetheart, but you’re souring the mood a little.” 

Dean huffed.  “Well, you’re one to talk, Bloody Mary.”  

“Don’t use that tone with me, young man.” 

Sam rolled his eyes.  “Look, Dean.  I know you’ve been doing this for most of your relationship with Cas, but not everything can be solved with weirdly expressive staring contests.”  

Well, that was just rude.  

“Go talk to your boyfriend, Dean,” Sam reiterated.  “Tell him what’s bothering you.  Consistency and communication, right?” 

Dean looked beleaguerdly to the duo flanking him, and sighed in capitulation.  “Maybe…maybe you’re right.”  

Ignoring Sam and Mary’s gentle encouragements, he looked to Cas, who seemed to have given up on trying to follow along with the conversation and was now occupying himself with his burgers.  

Dean cleared his throat.  “Hey, uh, Cas, buddy.  You wanna come to the bathroom with me for a sec?”  

Cas looked confused.  “You know I don’t require that kind of bodily function, Dean.”

“Yeah, no.  Not what I meant,” Dean sighed, ignoring Sam and Mary’s stifled snickers.  “What I meant was…do you wanna maybe go somewhere a little more, y’know.  Private?” 

Cas squinted, then leaned in conspiratorially.  “Is this regarding intercourse?”  he whispered sagely.   

Sam snorted.

“NO!”  Dean barked, ears getting hot.  A few people at the surrounding tables looked up, and Dean lowered his voice.  “No.  Just…come with me to the bathroom, alright?  I wanna talk to you.” 

In the past, Dean might have worried how it would look to be walking to a very small, one-room restroom with another man.  Now it barely crossed his mind.  

Cas watched Dean, puzzled, as he locked the door behind him.

Then, he sighed, turned to face Cas and tried (failed) to get his thoughts together.  

“Cas…” 

“That is a variation of my name, yes,” Cas deadpanned. 

Dean gave him a look.  “Cas, y’know…I’m not a possessive sort of guy, right?” 

“I know nothing of the kind, Dean.  You were a demon, after all.”

Dean’s eyelids fluttered.  Here he was, actually trying to have a serious conversation for once in his life, and Cas had to go and turn into a goddamn comedian.  

Seeming to sense his discomfort, Cas offered, “I noticed you sometimes use humor to diffuse tense situations.” 

“Yeah, well, I appreciate the effort, Cas,” Dean sighed, wisely deciding not to add but it’s not working.  “Look, I don’t expect you to realize this, but that waitress out there…the way she was talking to you…”

“She was flirting with me,” Cas supplied.  “I know.”

Dean blinked comprehensibly.  “…You, uh.  You do?”

Now, it was Cas’s time to give Dean a look.  “I may still be new to the ways of mankind, Dean, but I’m not nearly so naive as you take me for.” 

Dean huffed out a laugh.  “Yeah, I guess you’re not, are you?” 

“I also noticed it was bothering you immensely,” Cas stated.  “Why is that, Dean?” 

Dean stared at him, suddenly wishing he’d been more subtle.  Then, he sighed, looking almost abashedly down at his boots.  

“Look, Cas,” he reluctantly began.  “I know I haven’t always treated you as good as I should have:  when I said I didn’t care you were broken, when I kicked you outta the bunker, when I nearly killed you that time-” 

“Dean, you know I-” 

“You forgive me,” Dean concluded for him, almost bitterly.  “I know.  You said it before.  But I don’t.”

Cas shakes his head, looking at Dean with such wide-eyed adoration it makes Dean sick.  “Dean,” he murmured. 

Dean sighed, looking pensively off into the distance.  “And even before then, I was so damn mean to you, y’know?  Calling you a sissy and a coward and a…”

“A baby in a trench coat?”  Cas offered. 

In spite of himself, Dean huffed out a laugh.  “Yeah, that too.  Point is, you deserve better than me, Cas.  And someday, selfish as it might be, I’m scared you’re gonna realize that.  And then, uh…and then…”  Dean bit his lip, unable to will himself to finish.

Cas seemed to read his mind.  “I’ll never leave you, Dean.”

“Cas-”

“No, Dean.  You’ve said you’re piece, now you listen:  you are the most beautiful human being I have ever seen in all my Father’s creation, and contrary to what you may think, I have seen many.  I’ve loved you since I first saw your soul in hell, and perhaps even before.  I’ve loved you since before I could identify the emotion of love at all, but I knew even then that being with you, holding you in my arms, fulfilled some primordial need I wasn’t aware I had.  I love you, Dean,” Cas reiterated.  “And even if I must leave you someday, I’ll always find you again.” 

Dean’s eyes felt damp now.  His mouth flopped open for a moment or two, searching vainly for something to say.  

Then, next thing he knew, he was doing something different with his lips entirely, kissing Castiel’s furiously as he pressed him up against the tiled bathroom wall.  

Dean,” Cas groaned, his deepened voice going straight to Dean’s pants. 

Cas evidently noticed the change, too, because he looked up at him slyly beneath half-lidded blue eyes.  “Are you sure this isn’t about intercourse, Dean?”

Dean stared at him, then huffed out an incredulous laugh.  “Buddy, you are not as innocent as everyone thinks you are.”

You could here a pin drop in the restaurant as the disheveled duo exited the bathroom, Dean grinning stupidly and stinking of sex, Cas’s cheeks still flushed pink and usual sex hair exacerbated. 

Sam, Mary, and yes, Becky too, all gape at them, owl-eyed, as they approach the table.  It was incredibly awkward, for everyone except Dean:  he was still too bathed in afterglow to feel anything but smug about the situation.  

Finally, it was Becky who broke the silence.  “Um.  You folks want desert?”

“Not for me, sweetheart,” Dean grinned, fingers laced possessively with Cas’s.  “I just had myself a Sunshine Special.” 

Of course, it’s a silly joke, one that only a few of those present will understand.  And besides, what Cas had ordered at the other place was a sunrise special, but Dean looked so happy with the whole situation that Cas couldn’t bare to correct him.

After Becky bustled away, Sam leaned over, infamous bitchface firmly in place.  “That is not what I meant when I said you guys should talk.”

Neglected | Jughead Jones

Hi people! 

So here it is my first Riverdale imagine ever 💕

I promise I’m not ignoring your requests but I’m slowly going through all of them and will be posting them as soon as I can, so bear with me. 

Anon request: can you please write a jughead imagine where the reader is new in riverdale and they meet and then they start dating but the reader gets insecure because he spends a lot of time with betty and betty acts all bitchy and jealous because her and jughead liked each other before she moved and they fight because of that???? 

Now, it was very hard for me to portray Betty as “bitchy” because she’s a precious cinnamon roll, but I tried my best. So I hope you like it. 💕

Warnings: jealous Betty (I apologize to all Bughead shippers), insecure reader. 

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“I think that’s the last box kiddo, thanks for helping out.” Y/N’s dad said taking the empty box to put it with the rest to dispose of them later. “Why don’t you go to explore for a bit while I finish arranging everything?”

“Is it okay if I go take a walk? I want to see what’s around here.”

“Sure, just be very careful and take your phone with you.” Y/N nodded and took her jacket before walking out the door.

Y/N had just moved with her dad to Riverdale after her parents disastrous divorce. It was an excruciating process full of never ending battles between them. Always fighting for the most stupid things just so they could bother the other and Y/N was tired of it.

So after being part of the collateral damage from the war between her parents, she decided she needed a change of air.

Once the divorce process was completed, months after their first fight with their lawyers, her dad told her he was moving away to his hometown to look for a bit of calm. She didn’t hesitate when she asked him to take her with him. She just wanted to get away from the house she was living in, to take a break of everything that happened.

Her mom put a bit of a fight in that, but she was old enough to decide with who she wanted to live with, so eventually she let her go.

She was aware that it may not be the most exciting thing to spend your high school years in a very small town. And school year had already started, so she would have a bit of trouble fitting in and catching up with every subject. But in all honesty, surviving high school would be more than enough at this point.

She continued to walk along the almost empty streets of Riverdale. The chilly air was doing wonders to calm her mind so she just trusted her feet to take her wherever they wanted.

After a few minutes walking, she noticed some cars parked from a distance. A big screen in front of them, projecting the iconic James Dean in “Rebel without a cause”.

Curiosity kicked in taking her steps towards that place, eventually noticing it was a drive-in. According to the sign in the entrance, it was the last night it would be open. It was a shame she just got there that day.

She now understood why the streets were almost devoid of people.

The place was packed with cars. People were gathering up in front of a small stand in order to buy some snacks and popcorn.

After some debating with herself, she decide to sit on the ground by the snacks stand. She had a decent view of the screen and she didn’t feel that lonely. She might be going against the rules of the drive-in, since she didn’t brought a car, but she wanted to stay and watch the movie to enjoy the last night of the drive-in like the rest of Riverdale.

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30 good minutes passed before it started to get colder. She buried face in the front of her jacket rubbing her arms at the same time, trying to create some friction to keep her warm. As much as she tried though, after a bit, it became too cold to bear.  

She looked around, seeking for a place to stay to watch the rest of the movie where she would be shielded from the cold. She actually thought of going to someone and ask them if she could stay in their car with them, but that would be way too weird and creepy.

All of sudden, her eyes caught a sight of the small booth where the movie was being projected, her feet already approaching it.

Without a second thought, she entered the booth before anyone caught her. The warmth immediately enveloped her, her lips breaking into a content smile. She closed the door behind her rubbing her hands together to get rid of the cold burning her skin.

“What are you doing here?” an accusing voice made her jump. She turned around placing her eyes on the raven haired boy sitting in front of her, scrutinizing her with his eyes.

“I-I’m really sorry.” she apologized with her cheeks burning in embarrassment. “I thought no one was here.” he raised his brows waiting for an explanation that she hadn’t given him yet. “I didn’t mean to intrude or anything, but I was freezing out there.” he frowned, increasing the embarrassment she was feeling.  

“What about your car?” he asked still suspicious. “It’s a drive-in, you know?”

“I know but I came here by myself… walking, I mean.” his gaze was making her uncomfortable as he studied her face with curiousness, almost reading her like an open book. She fidgeted in her place awkwardly trying to hide herself from his prying stare.“I’m really sorry, I’ll just go.”

“No” he said stopping her as she was already turning around with her hand reaching for the door. “It’s fine.”

He sighed and pointed to the spot next to him with his head. She thought about it for a moment before she hesitantly took slow steps towards him. He sensed her doubt and offered her a half smile, patting the seat next to him inviting her to sit.

“So are you enjoying the movie?” he asked while adjusting the beanie covering his head.

“Well…I’m more of a Tarantino type of girl but I can appreciate a good 50’s James Dean movie.” she replied shrugging carelessly.

“So you’re into unconventional structure and racial epithets. All up for controversy, I see.” he commented wit a teasing smile earning an amused chuckle from her. “I’m Jughead.”

What a curious name she thought.

“Y/N”

“You’re new here.” he wasn’t asking, he was telling her he knew she was new in town. It wasn’t a surprise though. In such a small town, new people stood out like a sore thumb.

“I am, just got here today.” she confirmed hugging her knees.

“Why now? School year already started.” he said confused. It was weird for someone to move to Riverdale, let alone when everyone had already resumed their activities after the summer.  

“Yeah, but my parents’ divorce trial just ended so…you know.” she trailed off not wanting to get into a deep conversation about her broken family.

“That sucks.” he simply replied focusing his eyes on the movie once again.

“I’d like it better this way, though.”she admitted. “They’re not at each other’s throat all the time anymore so it’s cool.”

She took the chance to look around the place, noticing that apart from the films that were piled in a corner, there were also clothes and bags next to what looked like an improvised bed. There were also a couple of pictures on the walls and some canned food resting on the ground. All in all, it looked way too personal for just a working place. It was more of a dorm where a college student spent their days when he wasn’t in class. “You work here?” she asked, curiosity taking the best of her.

“I won’t anymore after tonight.” he replied, his expression turning sour. “People don’t care about this place, even if it represents a historical and monumental part of this town, they don’t seem to mind its closing.”  

“I’m sorry, it’s really a shame I got here the last day of its existence. It seems like this place means a lot to you.”

“Yeah, this place is almost like home.” he said with sarcasm dripping from every word.

It was then when she understood that he definitely lived in that little booth. She ignored the reasons why he had to do such thing, but she knew that they were going to take his home away from him.

She didn’t want to say anything further so she wouldn’t get to any touching subject.

They both kept quiet for the rest of the movie, sometimes interrupting to make a comment on a specific scene.

There was not an awkward tension between them and weird enough, Jughead didn’t feel the need to shut Y/N out as he would with any other stranger. Sure he was now friends with Kevin and Veronica, but that was mostly because of Betty, cause if it wasn’t for her, he would probably have never even spoken to them.  

Soon enough, the credits were rolling on the screen. People put away their blankets and threw away their left over popcorn before starting their cars to leave.

Y/N stood up from her seat, once she saw the cars lining up in the exit, the place slowly emptying. She zipped up her jacket and placed her hands on her pockets before offering Jughead a smile.

“Thank you for letting me stay.” she said making him smirk.

“My pleasure.” he replied standing up too.

“I’ll see you around, yeah?” Y/N asked before stepping outside.

“I bet you will.” Jughead said with his smirk not wavering. She silently chuckled while closing the door behind her, walking home with a smile on her face.

~~~*~~~

Y/N exited her classroom once the bell rang indicating lunch time. She joined the group of students eager to reach the cafeteria so they wouldn’t have to wait in line to get their lunch. Most of them just anxious to gossip with their group of friends.

Y/N was distractedly looking at her feet, careful to not trip with someone else’s feet when a hand reached for hers, interlacing their fingers together. She raised her head, her gaze meeting a pair of green eyes paired up with a mischievous smile. She leaned into Jughead’s shoulder, as he placed a kiss on the back of her hand.  

After that night in the drive-in, it didn’t take long for them to meet again. They shared one of their classes and as soon as she entered the classroom, Y/N recognized that grey beanie. She immediately made a beeline to the seat next to Jughead, him greeting her with a small smile.

She was more than grateful that she finally had someone to ease her embarrassment caused by the constant blatant stares of her classmates.

Throughout the days, they spent plenty of time together, becoming closer and closer. It wasn’t a surprise when they started dating, pretty much everyone saw that coming.

“So apparently the most talked about thing here, it’s still Cheryl Blossom’s continuous breakdowns.” he greeted her with a random comment, just like he did everyday.

“Well, she keeps publicly addressing her brother so it’s not much of a surprise.” she admitted. “I don’t blame her though.”

“I have no comments on the matter.” Jughead said, clearly saving some strong opinions about the situation. Y/N just shook her head while laughing.

“Hey, are you up for a movie tonight?” she asked changing to a lighter subject.

“Sorry, I can’t. I already have plans.” He lowered her head, almost shying away from her eyes. He  looked almost ashamed as he tightened the grip on her hand.

“Oh, it’s okay. We can hang out other day.” she tried hard to keep the disappointment out of her voice, and as curious as she was, she decided not to ask him about his plans.

“Hey guys!” Archie greeted them once they met them at one of the tables. Y/N said hi to everyone and took her usual seat next to Veronica.

Veronica had moved to Riverdale a couple of weeks before Y/N, so she knew what it was like to be the new girl in town. Veronica took her under her wing right away, becoming great friends in no time.

“Hey, are you up for some pampering after school?” she questioned. “I’m in desperate need of a mani-pedi and a face mask.”

“Sure!” Y/N replied, playing with an apple. “I was planning on hanging out with Jughead but he’s busy, so I’m down.” Veronica clapped her hands excited as Y/N turned around to face the blonde girl in front of them.

“Do you wan to come with us Betty?” She asked, offering her a kind smile.

Although Jughead was the first person she met in Riverdale, it was actually Veronica who introduced her to the rest of her friends. They were very nice, easily getting along with her and including her in their little group dynamics. They were all very welcoming, except for one person: Betty.

She wasn’t rude or insulting, but she wasn’t necessarily thrilled whenever Y/N was around. She avoided Y/N like the plague, being cold and cutting every time she spoke to her.

Despite Betty’s obvious dislike of her, Y/N kept trying to approach her and made sure she knew she was always included in her plans with Veronica, but she was never interested.

That was the main reason why Jughead was a bit hesitant to spend time with Betty when they first started dating. Y/N took notice of this and instantly reassured him that no matter what, she understood how important Betty was to him and actually, encouraged him to hang out with her.

But no matter what she did, it was never enough to get Betty to stop acting the way she did.

“I’m busy today.” She curtly replied. “Jughead and I are going to work on an article for The Blue and Gold.” Betty took a look at Y/N’s face while raising her brow.

Jughead cringed on his place, trying to shield himself from everybody’s looks that were now focused on him. Y/N could tell that everyone tensed at Betty’s statement, but she didn’t understand why. Of course she was confused on why would Jughead would hide that from her, when he usually told her whenever he was going to hang out with Betty, but it wasn’t anything worthy of that reaction. They were childhood friends after all. There was nothing wrong with them wanting to hang out for a day.  

“Cool, I’m looking forward to read whatever you guys come up with.” Y/N said with a smile on her face, causing Archie, Veronica and Kevin to look at her with wide eyes.

The atmosphere on the table became awkward after that, and no one seemed to know how to break the silence. The only sound filling their ears, being the chatter from the tables around them.

There was something more complicated regarding Betty and Jughead, and concern was already planting itself on Y/N’s mind.

-

“So what do you think, peel off or clay mask?” Veronica asked Y/N showing her two containers of face masks. Y/N sighed and dropped her head.

“Ronnie can I ask you a question?” she said, randomly changing the subject, causing a frown to appear on her friend’s face.

“Sure, what’s up?” she replied as she placed both products on the table.

“Why was everyone so tense when Betty said she would be hanging out wth Jughead?” As if on cue, Veronica’s back straightened, her whole body rigid with tension. She rubbed her forehead with her fingers and sighed while a serious expression took over her face.

“You really don’t know anything about Jughead and Betty’s history, do you?”

“They are childhood friends and they are really close…what about it?” Y/N inquired, still confused on why was that such a big deal to everyone else.

“That’s not what I meant.” Veronica said shaking her head. She shifted in her place, bracing herself for what she was about to tell her. “So you already know how Archie broke Betty’s heart, right?” Y/n nodded. “After that happened, Jughead came into the picture. He started to get really close with Betty always being there for her. Apparently they had a thing for each other… until you came.”

“Wha-what?” Saying that she felt overwhelmed was an understatement. She nearly felt dizzy at the news.

“That’s why Betty doesn’t like you. You basically stole Jughead away from her, even though you weren’t aware of that.” she flinched as she recalled her first week in Riverdale. “I mean two heartbreaks in a row, is not something easy to deal with.”  

“Oh God.” Y/N shut her eyes, desperately trying to get a grip of her emotions.

“That’s also why we all looked at you like you were crazy when you were so cool about it. It wasn’t normal for you to react that way when Betty pretty much rubbed on your face that she was going to be alone with Jughead.” she frowned. “It’s very weird because Betty is one of the nicest girls I know, so it’s interesting to watch her being so defensive.”

She felt the wind being knocked out of her and her chest felt heavy with uncertainty. She had been so oblivious to the relationship between Betty and Jughead had before she came. It all made so much sense now.

Now that everything was on the table, she couldn’t help but to feel a bit insecure. She trusted Jughead, but it was such a messed up situation there was no telling how it could end. Besides, she didn’t understand why Jughead had been keeping something that important from her.

“But don’t overthink Y/N, he’s wrapped around your finger. You have nothing to worry about.” she comforted her rubbing her knee, before going back to the face masks.

-

Little by little, insecurity spread through Y/N’s system taking over her rational thoughts and drowning her in an ocean of self destruction. The realization that if it wasn’t for her, Jughead and Betty would most likely be together, hit her like a truck.

Her confidence had received a major blow and she didn’t know how to handle it. How can you compete with the perfect green eyed beauty that is your boyfriend’s childhood friend? It’s even worse when you get the news that at some point, they were romantically interested in each other.  

Y/N was doing exactly what Veronica told her not to do. She was over thinking everything that revolved around Betty and Jughead.

She couldn’t help but notice every time that Betty touched Jughead whenever she was speaking to him. How she always giggled at his minimum sarcastic comment. How in every difficult situation, she always relied on Jughead to make it better. And the worst part, the way Jughead seemed to have a soft spot for her as he let his guard down completely around her.  

Y/N was on the brink of paranoia. She had already pictured every single worst case scenario, feeling guilty a couple of hours later for doubting of Jughead.

But it was practically impossible to get rid of her thoughts when Jughead had been blowing her off the last few weeks, because he had already made plans with Betty.

In numerous occasions she asked him to hang out, but every single time he gave her the same excuses.

“Betty has a lot on her mind lately.” “Betty needs my help for The Blue and Gold.” “Betty wants to do some research.”

No matter what, Betty only wanted Jughead’s help and no one else’s. And Jughead couldn’t refuse her the help that she needed, without any second thoughts.

And one can only take so much rejection before giving up. And she had had enough.

She started to withdraw from Jughead. Not avoiding him, but she wasn’t looking for his attention anymore.

Her pain wasn’t about Betty and Jughead’s past at all. It was the fact that he seemed to choose Betty over her all the time, not dividing his time between the two of them. He didn’t have time to be with her anymore and his carelessness was killing her.

Her friends noticed the change in her behavior. Especially because, even if it wasn’t her intention, she was also withdrawing from them with her mind always wandering elsewhere. She didn’t smile as often as she used to and when she did, it looked forced. She didn’t participate in the group’s conversations, keeping quiet at all times. And despite everyone asking her if something was wrong, she didn’t open up to anyone, always dismissing her mood.

But all her friends agreed that she looked pretty defeated.

That went on for some days, until one day Jughead caught her in the hallway between classes.

“Hey.” he greeted her, securing an arm around her shoulders. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever.” she felt her heart break a little when his lips placed a kiss on her temple.  

“Yeah, it’s been a while.” she awkwardly said with a grimace, focusing her gaze on the floor.

“I was thinking that we could go to Pop’s tonight.” she showed her that cute little smile of his. “I know we haven’t been able to hang out and I really want to spend some time with you. I’ve missed you.” he brushed his nose against her cheek, wordlessly telling her, he had been craving her touch.

But as cute and adorable as he was acting at the moment, she couldn’t bring herself to push her heartache away.

“I-I can’t tonight Jug, sorry.” she avoided his gaze as she quickly escaped from his embrace, taking fast steps towards her next class.

Jughead stood in the middle of the hallway with his arm stretched to her, a hurt and confused expression plastered on his face. It was now clear, that whatever was going on with her, it was way deeper than he originally thought.  

  •  

Two days after the encounter with Jughead, she decided that enough was enough. She had to stop running away from her problems and face them once and for all. Otherwise, there would be no  way to solve the situation.

She tied up her sneakers and threw on her jacket before setting off to Archie’s house. She knew it was a bit late for a talk, but hopefully Jughead would be as understanding and kind as always. He never failed to be there for her.

She knocked on the door and waited for a few seconds before Jughead opened the door.

His expression morphed into a mix of confusion and nervousness in a flash. Maybe Archie’s dad was already home and didn’t like any late night visits.

“Hey.” he breathed. “What are you doing here?”

“I needed to see you.” she peeked behind him, to see if someone was around. “Is Archie home?”

“No, why?” he turned around to look inside for a bit, mainly to avoid looking her in the eye.

“I have to talk to you about something.” she pushed, trying hard to caught his gaze.

“Now’s not a good time Y/N.”Jughead fidgeted on his feet, his head shaking.

“I know it’s late but I-“ her sentence was cut short by a very familiar voice.

“Juggie who is it?” Betty asked, appearing from behind, placing her hand on Jughead’s shoulder to rest her chin on top of it. Y/N sighed frustrated, his previous behavior now making sense.

“Figures.” she scoffed before turning around, moving far away from the house as fast as she could without looking desperate.

“Y/N wait!” he yelled, the sound of a door closing hitting her ears. She quickened her pace once she heard his rushed footsteps approaching. Soon, he caught up to her and grabbed her arm, stopping her on her tracks. “Hey it’s-it’s not what it looks like. You know she’s only my friend.” he stumbled over his words, looking a bit frantic.

“I know you’re not cheating on me Jughead, I trust you enough to know that you wouldn’t do that.” she exclaimed offended.

“The why are you so upset?” he grabbed her faced with a concerned look. “I know something’s wrong but I thought you needed some space to figure things out before you wanted to talk about it.” Y/N sighed, bracing herself for the conversation that she had been avoiding for so long.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you and Betty had thing for each other before I came?” Jughead’s face  immediately turned pale, his mouth going completely dry. Y/N knew she hit the nail on the head with her question.

“I-I don’t know.” he whispered. “It’s not a big deal.”  

“It is when that’s the reason why Betty dislikes me so much.” she brushed a hand trough her hair frustratedly. “You know I don’t mind that you want to spend time with your friends, but lately you’ve been spending a lot of your time with Betty. So much, that we actually stopped hanging out altogether, because you’re always with her.”

“Don’t be like that. You know that Betty is going through a lot.” he defended her, his voice rising with anger.

“Jughead I’ve been avoiding this conversation for a while because I didn’t want to come off as crazy or obsessive. And tonight I finally decided that I’ve had enough and that I needed to talk to you about it, but once again I’m being blown off because of Betty!”

“She needs me!” they were both yelling at this point and it was very likely that the neighbors were listening to their argument.

“I need you too!” she screeched as her eyes became glassy. She took a deep breath before continuing, now with a lower voice. “But I don’t want to be competing with Betty for your time, and most definitely I’m not going to put you in a position where you have to choose between us.” she pushed back her tears, not wanting to break in front of him. “I’m tired Jughead. I don’t want to be stuck in this situation anymore.” Jughead closed his fists by his sides, his chest rising and falling in quick breaths.

“Fine. If that’s what you want.” he bitterly replied clenching his jaw before stomping back to Archie’s house, slamming the door behind him.

She turned around, finally letting out all her bottled up emotions, the tears falling freely from her eyes.  

anonymous asked:

Ooh can I please make a GOT request where the Reader works as a doctor/healer for the Dothraki and loves her work. Khal Drogo falls in love with her and makes excuses to go and see her. He finally gets the courage to ask her out when he sees another patient (or doctor or just another guy) hitting on her and gets jealous. Thank you so much sweetheart!!!

Pairing: Khal Drogo x Reader
Fandom: GoT ; ASoIaF
Warnings: make out session at the end, but no real steamy parts (how the fuck, right? lolol, I’ll write khal drogo smut soon, I just know it)

A/N: HEEEY BABE! omg thank you SO SO SO MUCH for this request! to be honest, I was a little scared at first, having never written khal drogo stories before, but I really love the character and tried my best to do him justice. also, I changed the “asking her out” part to just making out since I didn’t think Khal Drogo would ask anyone out haha. hope you still like it babe <33 (added Khal Drogo to my fandoms page)

                                                        *****

“I don’t think you’re sick, Zhania,” you got up from the stool next to the bed where Zhania was currently lying on. “I think you’re with child.”

Vazzo, her husband, raised his head at that and started smiling, as did Zhania. 

The two of them had been trying for ages.

You grinned as well.

“Congratulations! You’re going to be parents!”

Vazzo kissed your hand out of gratitude, then went over to Zhania. You decided to give the two of them a moment alone and went outside of your healer’s tent, just when Khal Drogo wanted to come in.

“Oh, forgive me. Can I help with something?” you smiled up at him.

He glanced inside the tent and found Vazzo hugging Zhania tightly, a hand on her stomach.

The corner’s of his mouth relaxed a little and you swore you saw the slightest hint of a smile.

“Would you follow me?”

You nodded and followed him to his tent without hesitation.

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Once in a Lifetime(Jimin Smut)

Didn’t really have any reasons for this, just something that was painted in my mind while I was at work. AMBW~ Hope you enjoy it and think of it as my way of apologizing for not getting requests done sooner.

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Your eyes burned as you lead yourself through the big double doors of the concert hall. Body exhausted from the sleep you managed to let slip away from you last night because you were too excited and having so much fun with your friends. Licking your lips, your red eyes scanned the place a slight breeze of air caused your body to shudder and react to the coolness fanning your skin. It was also your fault for wearing only shorts and a loose fitted T-shirt, the thigh high socks you had on were due to you not getting out of the bed early enough to change into too much without being late. Your hair was up in a messy high ponytail and your stomach fluttered as you made your way towards inside of the venue.

Stopping in your tracks immediately you saw what you were here to see. Bts all sitting in the middle row of a pit section looking up at the stage and talking as they waited for things to get ready. You couldn’t believe that they had come to your city and when they opened the volunteer sheets to work the show of course you told them you’d gladly do it. You knew a person who was very good friends with someone who worked the venue as the head manager so maybe with some strings tied you got recommended for this position and you couldn’t have been happier. It also helped that you occasionally helped with other shows here. Seeing them was a great thing but with your benefits you got to help set up the stage and go into their dressing rooms to check on them. And did you mention though it was a volunteer thing you’d be getting paid?

“There is the girl of the hour! Get your ass up here we’ve been waiting.” A wide-eyed boy shouted causing heads to turn in your direction. Instead of letting your nerves get the best of you (because you were freaking out) you simply gave a big smile and walked towards the front to the stage ever so slowly. “What took you so long? We’ve needed you.” The male teased as you came to prop your elbows on the stage watching them as more people filed on stage.

“I’m so sorry my bed needed me.” You were one to joke around back with them all, wanting to see people smile was something you strived for. Your hands kept you up until you were pushing back a bit to stand straight up.

“Well now that you’re here. Come let’s get ready.” The male jumped down beside you and in the span of a few seconds he was pulling you by your wrist towards the rest of the boys. Bts had on lazy clothes because they would be doing sound checks until a few hours before the concert. All of them looked good, but every time they did a comeback you cursed them all to hell and back. The one that was fucking you up the most this time around however was Park Jimin. You stood next to one of the stage handlers as he started to talk. “Hello once again you all. I just wanted to inform you that Y/N here is the one we spoke to you about earlier. Her Korean is minimal but she will help you out with anything that you need don’t be afraid to ask.” The boys seemed to nod in understanding but you hoped they didn’t ask you any hard questions. You lifted your hand to wave at them and they waved back for the most part. Your eyes locking quickly with each of them until you got to pink haired male who had his hair pushed back revealing those smothering eyes and plush soft pink lips. He gave a soft wave back but you saw his eyes that drifted down your body slowly making your stomach clench and breath hitch. You moved back a bit smiling nervously at your friend who was quick to tell you where to go next.

Leaving from the boys you had to admit seeing them up close and personal made your tough girl exterior melt away but you’d be able to brave this and get through this. You were thrown into your work on the course of a next few minutes. Of course, you had to pass the guys up to do system checks and make sure the amps were ready but once you got through with everything the boys were going up on stage to start their dance practices for all of their songs. You watched from the sound board as they ran through countless number of songs. But it was a painful experience. They were all so beautiful and talented and Jimin the way he was staring straight at you but getting lost in his performance. His hip rolls made you wish he was up there with you grinding and winding his hips against you. Balling your fist up you had to take a break outside to get some cool air. You were a mess, your panties soaked out and the day wasn’t even to a half mark yet. The sweat dripping down your brown skin and onto the ground had a slight cooling affect and helped you feel somewhat relieved.

After your break, you ended up going back to the same spot but someone else was there and of course now she was getting the attention from everyone including Jimin. He smiled at her and you felt a bit jealous, he didn’t smile at you just watched you like you were something to eat. But instead of killing too much thought you walked away to do something else not wanting to let your mind and emotions get the best of you. He was an idol he was going to flirt and do regardless with whoever and who were you to say anything different? You ended up letting yourself get perked up and then you were back at it working and moving behind the scenes until a couple of hours passed.

Once you felt your emotions had gotten better you started to go back to the front taking a seat in one of the chairs you just watched them rehearse appreciating each member for what they gave to the group getting captivated by their dances and their charms. It was called for a break time for them and you simply slipped from the seats and backstage to check out everything else and roam aimlessly around because it seemed like a good idea. You walked passed one room seeing a figure move and it caused you to pause and back up. Eyes scanning through the crack of the white door you watched as Jimin practiced Caught in a lie. You couldn’t move away. He had on a white V-neck and loose fitted black sweatpants moving around his spacing as he rocked the song. The sweat dripping off his face as his muscles tightened up and locked made you want him even more so now. Groaning softly, you pulled away from the door walking off and unaware that he could see your eyes the whole time he danced.

An hour passed and soon the show would be close to starting meaning the boys needed to get their makeup and other things done. So, it didn’t leave much else for you to do. You had a task of going to find extra things for the boys and one thing included a set of towels. You were searching high and low for them opening all the doors until you were opening a storage closet door. You saw the white towels you had been looking for, reaching forward you were going to grab at it until a figure walking up to you halted your movements. Head turning to your right you saw Jimin making his way towards you. His eyes seemed out of it, his skin was flushed red. You were afraid something had happened and you wanted to ask him but he cut you off by pushing you back gently into the small storage room.

“Jimin-” You started as he pressed against you the dim light over your head illuminating his body.

“I don’t have much time but. I want you.” His English was a bit broken but he knew what he wanted to say. You couldn’t believe it; this shit wasn’t happening. Biting on your bottom lip you thought of answers to say but it must have taken you too long to answer because soon Jimin was pushing you against the wall connecting his lips against yours fervently. Gasping softly, you kissed back instantly gripping at his shirt pulling him close to you. One of his thighs slipped between your legs, as his hands made their way down towards your ass. He gripped at your plump cheeks making you moan into the kiss as he tasted your mouth. Sliding his tongue into your mouth he let his tongue dance against yours, loosing himself into the kids with you both of you letting the time slip from your brains and out the window. Your hips sneakily bucked against his clenched thigh but Jimin was enjoying it letting a soft groan ripple from his lips. He grabbed harder at your ass cheeks helping you grind down against his thigh. It was hard not to be loud, his name slipping from your lips as you pulled from the kiss first looking up at him. Leaning forward you bit on his bottom lip wanting to bruise it enough for now since you couldn’t mark up his body. Jimin slightly sighed shutting his eyes as he pushed your hips back down against his thighs, enjoying the sensations of you being pressed against him.

He let you nibble and suck on his lips until you pulled back and he took the time to let his lips press against your neck, his mouth creating open wet kisses across one side to the other. His lips clamping down on your skin to give rough hard sucks and mark you up for the day causing you to whimper and squirm under him feeling all your weak points being touched. Moving to slip his hand into your shorts past your panties and against your clit he smirked rubbing your clit with his thick fingers licking the shell of your ear looking down at you. “Do you like that baby?” He asked in a deep voice rubbing your clit harder. Your eyes fluttered body writhing against the wall you nodded your head fist clenching tightly around his balled-up shirt in your hands. Your hips steadily bucking against his fingers as you took deep breaths licking your lips. He teased your clit until he felt you were wet enough his fingers ghosting up and down your slit until he was pushing his middle finger inside of your wet pussy. A louder gasp slipped from your lips as your back arched and your legs spread wider for him. He smirked thrusting his finger in and out of you slowly letting your juices coat up on his finger and then he was pushing another finger inside of you scissoring your pussy and stretching you out. He groaned letting his lips trail down lover his free hand pushed up your shirt until his tongue was licking across the top of your breasts and he was sucking more hickeys onto your skin. His hand worked to take your breast out of your bra his lips hungrily attacking your nipples sucking on them as he curved his fingers searching for you pleasure spot. He was thrusting them at different angles and paces your hips jerking and bucking harder against his fingers as you tried to ride them.

“Jimin please, please Jimin I want more.” You whimpered out in a whisper and he looked up at you with hooded eyes nodding. He got on his knees pulling down your shorts. He pulled your panties to the side lifting one of your legs to throw your leg over his shoulder his tongue delving into your pussy. He sucked on your clit letting his fingers continuing to brush deep inside of your pussy. He watched you making wet sloppy noises against you, your hands going down to tangle into his pink hair and pull him closer towards your pussy. He moved his fingers from your soaked cunt. He had been sucking harshly on your wet throbbing bud pulling back to take a quick breath he shoved his tongue deep into your pussy. Your walls wrapped around his tongue and you cried out a bit too loud moving your hand up to cover your lips. Your fingers shoved against your lips because you didn’t want anyone to hear you guys and stop what was going on. You felt yourself about to cum, his tongue pushing deeper inside of you, your hips bucking and riding his face circling your hips as he went roughly. His tongue searched and dug deeper for you. He let his primal hunger take over and feeling your walls clamp down he pulled back smirking as he licked over your pussy once kissing it with his wet lips until he was kissing back up your body and pressing your lips against his own.

Jimin let his tongue press against yours, letting you taste yourself he moaned softly against your lips his hands touching on your body grabbing at your breast letting his fingers flick against your hardened buds and pinch them. The kiss was wet sloppy, heated and much needed. Jimin pulled away to slowly turn you around and face the wall. Moving you back from it he bent you over slapping your ass and pulling down his pants and boxers to his knees. Tapping his dick against your wet slit he groaned sliding into you. He hissed slowly sliding inside of your pussy, your heart was hammering in your chest as you gasped out arching your back. Hands pressed against the wall you looked over your shoulder at him watching as he stares back at you gripping your hips so hard his finger indents would be there. He pulled out after some time of waiting rocking his hips against yours, slowly at first but then it got faster. His thick shaft was brushing against your walls as he fucked you, his balls slapping at your wet pussy as well, the lewd sounds could be heard in the room between the mixes of your heavy breathing and occasional moans from Jimin. Your hips rolled harder, you pushed back against him take him deeper. Rolling your hips your eyes shut briefly and you took deep breaths. Jimin let his hands grip at your shoulders slamming you back harder onto his dick picking up the pace he was slamming into you moving your body forward he couldn’t contain himself anymore. He ended up moving your body back against the wall your breast and stomach flush against the surface as he slapped his hips roughly against yours. Your pussy was tightening around his shaft and you wanted to cum so bad but it seems Jimin wasn’t done.

He pulled out of you turning you around he slipped your panties back to the side and he lifted your leg up, he slipped inside of you and he started to right away to fuck you. His hips winding and grinding pressing against you in such a nice way. Your hands wrapped around his neck pulling him to you, your lips pressed back against each other, your hips fighting to keep up with his and he fucked the fight out of you continuing to increase speed with how hard he moved growling against your lips. He reached one hand down towards your clit rubbing it hard he tried to keep your lips against his. “Cum for me, please.” He rasped, his eyes locking with yours as he begged for it the want lust and need laying there. That was enough for you to be cumming on his shaft roughly pressing your lips against his to kill out your loud cries of pleasure. He groaned continuing to pound into you until you were riding out your high and then he pulled out of your wet pussy from. He gently pushed you on your knees and you opened your mouth as he slid his dick into your mouth. You sucked him off quickly, your hand working with you to make sure that he was satisfied. Your tongue licking across the slit of his dick and with a few nibbles and licks against his veins he was cumming on your tongue and he forced your head down so that you could take more of him. You cleaned him off breathing through your nose loving the stretch off his dick in your mouth. When you were finished, you moved back to pick over your lips. Standing up, Jimin pressed his lips against yours once more and he smiled sheepishly. Your heart fluttered seeing his flushed state and hearing your radio sound off asking for your location. Blushing with Jimin you both dressed each other. He gripped your chin with his hands staring in your eyes there was so many unspoken words but with one last kiss he left you there and you couldn’t help but hope for another session before tonight was up.