The girl cut her hair once so that she could have bangs. The mother disapproved and decided to cut off 15" of her hair as punishment. The girl later again decided to change her hair style and the above was the result; she shaved her daughters head.
Having a few personal experiences with this kind of invasive behaviour it really hurts to see someone go through these kinds of things, where the parent tries to live vicariously through their childs life, to attempt to shape them and make their decisions for them depending on what THEY would do and give their child NO independence or self expression.
Thankfully, this mother thought her actions were 100% justifiable and posted it to Facebook as a bit of a “haha, teach my kid a lesson” and has been hit with brutal recrimination from her community and has had visits from Child Protective Services.
For so many young (and older) girls their hair is their self expression, and in several months I hope this girl will have hers back.
↳get to know me:favorite female characters → the ghibli girls “Many of my movies have strong female leads – brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.”(– Hayao Miyazaki)
I got a request from @namjoonsfangirl for a punishment smut. Once again guys, if I see any request that is not detailed then I will start deleting it after this especially when I’ve asked you begged- for you to please give me more detail and I’ve done a smut like this before. This is my last time and I hope you realize I’m not being mean I’m just frustrated.
“Hey. Hey Taehyung, give that back!” You shouted as he took
your phone from your body that was laying out on your back. You frowned
reaching for Taehyung’s wrist pulling him down on the couch. You crawled on his
lap as you both started to play wrestle and you tried to get him to loosen his
grip on your phone. Taehyung chuckled moving to tickle you with his free hand
knowing that it would make you laugh and loosen your grip a little bit.
“Tae-hyung! Ahhh! S-stop!” You laughed uncontrollably as you
fought for your phone, your hips straddling him and hugging him tightly against
your body as you jerked the phone from his reach. Your hand moving above his
head, Taehyung gripping onto your hips as you both saw Namjoon come into the
room holding a bowl of cereal. He glanced at the both of you going to sit
beside you on the couch. You straightened yourself up sticking your tongue out
at Taehyung as you moved to lean your head against Namjoon’s shoulder.
“Daddy Monster~ Pokemonster.” You teased Namjoon causing him
to chuckle, a light pink tent dusting his cheeks as he shoved cereal in his
mouth to keep from answering.
“Dance monster!” Taehyung shouted out playfully causing you
to snicker at his remarks. Namjoon flipped him off with his middle finger
before going back to the cereal. You grabbed the spoon from Namjoon’s hand
taking a bite of his cereal causing him to just stare at you with admiration
before it was erased from his face. Namjoon loved it that you were like this,
playful and demanding not caring that he had the title of being an idol. You
treated him and the rest of BTS like they were normal boys that you loved to be
around. You were so carefree and joking with all of them, and not once did you
ever take to social media about them. You were a best friend on and off the
scenes and they loved how you gave your company willingly. How you met was
anything but ordinary. You had seen their first performance. Sneaking backstage
to congratulate them with a basket of food. They had been so impressed by you,
Namjoon followed you outside to ask for your number or Kakao and you willingly
gave it to him. Ever since that day three years ago you had been there by their
sides keeping them close and being in their corner whenever they needed. But
Namjoon had deeper feelings for you, he couldn’t tell you but often he thought
about how it would be to come home to you. To sneak over to your house some
nights when he needed to release steam or just hold you close. How it would be
to see you in the crowd and sing to you and feel the love songs that he was
writing about. You were perfect, passionate and human. You never tried to hide
from him, you had made him feel like himself with you, he wasn’t Rap Monster he
was Kim Namjoon.
“Namjoon..” You snapped your fingers in his face that seemed
dazed out and though he was staring at you he wasn’t really here.
“Y-yeah.” Namjoon cleared his throat as he grabbed his spoon
back going back to eating, looking towards the screen he gave a sheepish smile.
“Noona!” Jungkook called out bursting through the front door
with Seokjin and Yoongi who gave you a kind smile. Jungkook ran to you picking
you up from the couch and moving to sit you in his lap.
“Hello, my precious little one.” You teased back pinching
“Noona. I’m not that young anymore. I’m a man!” He frowned
hugging you around your waist. You played in his hair smiling as you kissed his
“You’re my big man.” You were just playing with him, giving
affection to him knowing that he enjoyed it. Namjoon knew he shouldn’t have been
jealous but he couldn’t help it. Getting up from the couch, he stormed into the
kitchen washing out his bowl and disappearing into his room. He may have
thought no one noticed it, but Yoongi saw everything and he decided to pick
with the male about it next time he got.
Things continued to be like that. You would joke around with
other members and Namjoon would distance himself. Going to lengths to almost
ignore you whenever you were around because he didn’t want to get more attached
to you, his best friend and you were obvious to fall for everyone else. Yoongi
was the main one to play into it. On movie night, he kept you in his lap arms
around your stomach, his mouth pressing kisses against your temple as his hands
stroked your skin. Namjoon glowered at the male knowing what he was doing to
“Namjoon can you hand me the remote so we can turn it up?”
You asked Namjoon laughing from the jokes Yoongi were telling you leaning into
his embrace. Namjoon had gotten up to go towards the kitchen and get water
before he retreated into his room. Namjoon just looked at you for a quick
second and walked towards his room not doing what you asked.
“What the hell..” You frowned watching his tall figure slump
through the kitchen and retreat further until he was out of sight.
“You know for the past few weeks he’s been like this. Moping
and keeping quiet when you’re around. I can’t believe that he’s been ignoring
you. And you haven’t noticed. I thought for sure you were both so close but I
see not.” Yoongi shrugged his shoulders as he stroked your hair looking at the
screen. “Maybe he finally got a girlfriend.” Yoongi mused trying to see your
reaction. Your body froze, your jealously slowly starting to seep out. Another
girl friend?? Namjoon couldn’t, could he? And not tell you? But Yoongi was
really close to Namjoon just as well as you were so you knew that he couldn’t
be that far from the truth. Not thinking about what you were doing, you got up
and stormed to Namjoon’s and Hoseok’s shared room. Pushing the door opened, you
saw Namjoon there with his earphones in sitting on the edge of the bed. His
laptop pressed against his legs. He was so handsome, black tank showing off his
muscles and sagging gray sweatpants on his waist. His hair combed back but
still looking messy due to him not doing much today. He glanced at you, eyes
flickering over your body quickly before he went back to his work. You sighed
shutting the door, deciding to slowly and quietly lock it. You walked to grab a
chair from the desk sitting in front of him. When he still didn’t acknowledge
you, it felt as if your heart was breaking and you reached out to gently yank
an earbud from his ear sitting back.
“I was working.” He replied calmly not glancing at you.
“Who is she?” You blurted out. You had been pondering on
what to say but you couldn’t really think of anything so you went with what you
“Who?” Namjoon asked annoyance on his face as his fingers
glided against his keys.
“Your girlfriend!” You shouted. Namjoon paused, lifting an
eyebrow he looked up at you with a stone face his dimples poking out from how
he pressed his lips together in a thin line.
“Now what fan said something like that?” He asked and you
shook your head.
“Don’t change the subject who is she?” You asked again and
when he just stare at you like you were crazy you opened your mouth again. “Yoongi
told me you probably had a girlfriend and you’ve been really distant to me. I
don’t like that you are just ignoring me for someone else. If you don’t want me
around tell me!” You shouted at him, showing some emotions that you normally don’t.
Namjoon stare at you a long time before he spoke again with a sigh.
“I don’t have a girlfriend. Yoongi said might, he never said
I did and either way if I did have a girlfriend I’m sure he and you both would
know! I don’t have anything to hide here. I haven’t been around because you’ve
been too busy playing with everyone else to notice me! But we are all your friends
and I know how you all care deeply for us so I’m just giving you space! And don’t
yell at me especially when you don’t know things that you think you do. Please
get out and give me space this time. I don’t want to talk about anything else
with you.” Namjoon said simply plopping his white earbud back into his ear. You
sat there with your mouth hanging open from how he scolded you. If anything, it
sounded like he was just as jealous as you were. Could it be he liked you too?
The little subtle hints he gave you, your mind seemed to think about. How he
dazed out around you, let only you steal his food. Gave you his clothes to
change into and his bed to sleep in almost always insisting that you sleep with
You felt like a fool for not noticing. You knew you could
probably be wrong too, but for what other reason would he act like this? And it
didn’t hurt for you to find out in any means necessary. Getting on your knees,
you crawled over to Namjoon slowly, the sweats you had on pressing against the
floor. The cotton material rubbing against your skin. You crawled up to him,
raising up you pressed your hands against his laptop shutting it. Namjoon
raised his eyes open seeing you on your knees in front of him. He tried to play
it off frowning as his music turned off from the playlist he had going on.
“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice starting to drop
down in an octave. He watched as your hands grabbed at his earbuds and grabbing
at the laptop you moved to put it on the chair you were just sitting in. You
spread his legs wide staring up at him with big eyes.
“I’ve been neglecting my monster, haven’t I?” You cooed
licking on your bottom lip. You pressed your lips against his knee and he let
out a soft hitch of breath.
“Don’t do this Y/N. You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
Namjoon tried to warn you, pressing his hands on your shoulders. But you didn’t
listen to reason. Lifting up you straddled his waist, your hands going in his
hair as you straddled him. Your lips finding Namjoon’s as his hands were eager
to grip at your waist pulling you towards his body. Your chest against his,
legs coming to press on either side of his body. You moaned softly feeling his
plump lips press against your own, how he moved his lips softly against yours
made your heart flutter. You couldn’t believe you were doing this with your
best friend. Making out with him on his bed. Namjoon groaned, eyes screwing
shut the kiss was better than something he ever imagined. His hands moved down
to your ass pressing you down against his once soft erection that was getting
You started to roll your hips down against his, dry humping
him through your clothes to create some friction. Namjoon let you, using his
hands to help you ride him his lips moved eagerly against yours. His tongue
slid across your bottom lip slowly asking you for permission which you gave
him, spreading your lips wide to be greeted by his pink tongue. You swirled
your tongue around his, moaning softly as his tongue roamed your mouth. He
flicked his muscle everywhere grazing over your teeth and your cheeks, the roof
of your mouth and your own tongue, the kiss becoming more heated and needy with
each passing second. Your hands gripped at his hair pulling at it as Namjoon
started to rock his hips up against yours. Mewls left your lips, you couldn’t
believe how good it felt for you to be pressing against him. You circled your
hips against his, your clit finding some sort of added pleasure. Breaking the kiss,
you looked down in his eyes.
“Namjoon, don’t stop.” You moaned softly, he slipped his
hands inside of your joggers gripping at your ass.
“A thong baby? Do you like that?” He asked you softly and
you nodded your head looking in his eyes. “Go faster.” He commanded and you
did, your head rolling back as he bit onto your neck. He sucked on your skin
tasting you, tongue gliding on every ounce of skin he could find. He marked all
your skin, your collarbones also receiving attention. He kissed up your neck to
your chin biting down on the flesh as you whimpered.
“Fuck! Fuck.” You chanted out shutting your eyes. Namjoon
moved his hand down to press his finger against your clit rubbing against it as
well as letting your ass move against his bulge. “Oh god Namjoon!” You
whimpered out as your orgasm rocked through you, the wet spot staining your
sweats, the outline of his erection pressing against your clothed pussy.
“Such a good girl.” He groaned softly kissing your lips
“I want monster to come out and play.” You nodded your head
pressing your forehead against his.
“I don’t think you can handle the monster. And you will need
to be quiet.” He warned you nodded eagerly smirking.
“I can handle anything daddy monster gives me.” You were
teasing him, it was fun to see him get so worked up and riled for you.
Namjoon looked at you for a long time before he smirked. Crashing
his lips back against yours again his hands slipped from your bottoms, gripping
on your breast through your shirt, he kneaded your flesh, before he was pushing
up your shirt and you were breaking the kiss to take off the shirt throwing it
behind you. Grabbing at his next you helped him take off the shirt his toned
muscles and flat stomach showing, the soft peak of abs starting to be outlined
showing. “Get on your knees.” He commanded as his eyes roamed to your breast
and downwards. Obeying him you moved to get on your knees. Namjoon paused
listening to what was going on in the house, deeming it safe he pushed down his
boxers and sweats in one girl, his large member standing proudly in the air. As
he sat down your eyes glued onto his member not believing that he was actually
so big. Your hand reached out to grab at his cock, stroking it up and down
feeling the warm appendage in your hand, you leaned forward licking across the
head of his shaft. He groaned playing in your hair sweeping it from your face
watching as you licked around his head and up and down his shaft. Namjoon
wanted to feel more, the red angry tip leaking with precum, he had waited on
you for so long he didn’t think teasing would help anything else.
“Monster wants you to use your mouth. Stop teasing.” He gave
a stern warning with a trembling voice but you didn’t listen. Too caught up in
licking against his veins and even licking across his balls you were too caught
up in getting your own pleasure from sucking him off. Namjoon growled, slapping
your hand from his cock he gripped at your hair, forcing your mouth onto his
cock. You groaned as he stretched out your mouth, moving until you were taking
his cock past your plump lips and down your throat.
“Fuck, just like that baby that wet mouth feels so good
around daddy’s cock. Do you like it?” He asked softly, holding your head down.
He heard you choke slightly so he pulled back, threading his fingers into your
hair he moved your head up and down on his shaft slow at first until he was
picking up speed. Making little grunts and noises of approval he bit on his
bottom lip to keep himself quiet. He watched your cheeks hollowed, your hands
pressing on his knees to find purchase. Your eyes looking up at him with pure
want and desire. He loved it, how eager you looked and how you wanted more. He
started to thrust his hips up against your face as well, shoving your head down
trying to get you to take all that you could, loving how your throat tightened
up around his cock. He saw your eyes water how you whimpered around him causing
you to choke and gag more. Loving how you were acting Namjoon pinched your
nose, using his thighs to lift himself up into your mouth, the spit dripping
down your chin and onto your covered chest. Namjoon watched as your eyes
dropped low, while you were going to the point of about to black out before he
let your nose go pulling you off his wet cock. Namjoon let your nose go,
keeping his grip in your hair he watched as you heaved trying to gulp in air. Namjoon
leaned your face down slapping your cheeks with his wet cock he soon slid
himself back into your mouth, bobbing your head up and down listening to your
lewd noises. You found yourself enjoying how he stuffed your mouth and how your
tongue pressed against different spots on his shaft. He was so thick and you
felt like your mouth was so full but you loved every moment of it. How his neck
vein popped out as he looked down at you, his own lust and dominance radiating
off his body and his face. He growled at you, causing your pussy to quiver and
drip from wetness that he caused. He let out a different type of moan causing
your toes to curl. He continued to shove your head down, until your eyes were
dripping wet from the stretch. He held your head down as his hips moved quickly
against your face. He growled out your name lowly spilling his warm cum into
your mouth. You greedily tried your best to lick it all up, the bitter sweet
cum filling your mouth. Some of it spilling past your lips but when you pulled
back you licked yourself clean. Standing up because you expected it to be done.
“Oh no, monster is far from done with you.” Namjoon chuckled
picking you up, he carried you to lay on his bed, pushing you down on your back
after he unclipped your bra. Namjoon leaned down crawling over your body. His
tongue moving to lick across your areola slowly. He played with your breast,
his large hands cupping them as his tongue glided across your flesh. He moaned
slightly, squeezing your breast with his hand he sucked on them individually
like he was not going to have another opportunity the flat of his tongue
pressing against your skin. As he kissed lower down your stomach, his fingers
flicked across your nipples. He kissed along your hips before he pulled himself
back, gripping at your bottoms pulling them down. He grabbed at your thongs pulling
them down and off your legs. He gripped at your hips pulling you against the
edge of the bed. He lifted your legs up straight in the air. He licked up and
down your pussy, moaning softly he played with your slit flicking his tongue
against it. Soon his lips were wrapping around your pink pert bud. He sucked on
your clit, nibbling gently on the flesh he watched as you whimpered against the
bed. He pulled back after sometimes pressing his tongue against your entrance.
He slowly slid it inside of you, his tongue wiggled inside of you licking
around your entrance tasting your wet walls making him groan low in his throat.
He pulled back from you before he pushed his tongue back into you, thrusting it
in and out slowly teasing you with it. You were trying not to moan but you
tried to bite on your hand to silence your moan but you couldn’t help it.
Namjoon hearing it a bit too loud, he spread your legs wide, his hand creeping
up to wrap around your neck, he cut off your air, giving you a dark look as his
tongue assaulted your pussy, thrusting in and out of your wet walls he swirled
it trying to find your spot as he let his tongue slip deep inside of you. He
moaned pressing his face against your pussy, his hair tickling against your
lower stomach causing you to squirm, your stomach tightening up as he ate you
out. It felt so good, how his tongue wiggled in and out of you, filling you up,
the pink muscle curving and thrusting a bit faster inside of your walls. He was
trying to get you off, he enjoyed tasting your sweetness it was like drinking
up water. His teeth nipping on your pussy lips as he felt his cock throb. Your
body was shaking, his thumb digging into your neck leaving a bruise that would
surely be there tomorrow. He kept you pinned against the bed, your pussy
tightening around his tongue as you got closer to a release. He encouraged it
continuing to speed up his tongue motions finding your spot and aiming for it
over and over. He let his other hand press your leg down against the bed, eyes
drinking you in, his mind taking mental photos of how you looked pinned down
from him. Slowly you gave into your orgasm your hips bucking up as you gasp for
air trying to feel your lungs. You blacked out for a split second, Namjoon
letting your neck go as your vision returned slowly seeing little stars of
light you blinked looking up at him in a daze. Swallowing you licked your lips,
opening your legs up wider for him. He crawled on top of you, sliding his cock
up and down your slit slowly.
“Can I slide in raw?” He asked softly, his want dripping off
how he spoke to you. Your legs wrapped around his waist as you nodded your
“I want to feel all of you Namjoon, monster. I want to have
you deep inside of me.” You kissed his lips, your hand gripping onto his shaft,
you lead him to press against your entrance. As soon as his head felt your
opening he lunged his hips forward burying himself inside of you.
“Namjoon.” You choked out a cry of his name, the way you
gave into him submitting made him smirk down at you. Pressing his hand down
against your mouth, he tilted your head back making it harder for you to moan
out for him. Slapping his hips against yours, he pressed his knees down into
the bed pressing into you. The missionary position fitting for you both as he
leaned his head down to nibble on your ear husking out.
“You feel so good baby girl. I’ve thought about fucking you
for a while now, and I can’t believe that I finally get to fuck into this sweet
little pussy. You feel better than heaven.” Namjoon moaned out, licking across
your lobe slowly. He shut his eyes switching his pace between fast and
relentless to slow and sensual. He was thick and you couldn’t believe you were
taking every inch of him inside of your pussy. His hips rolling against yours
until he found your spot. The little muffled cry you gave out against his hand
told him all he needed to know. He continued to slip inside of you, his girth
stretching out your wet walls that sucked him in, holding him hostage. Namjoon
licked against your neck his balls pressing against your ass as he picked up
his pace letting it stay fast.
“Are you going to be a good girl and cum for me since you
practically came and jumped on daddy’s cock? I need you to cum for me Y/N I
want to feel all your cum onto daddy’s cock.” He encouraged rasping in your
ear, his free hand dragging across your clit rubbing it in fast harsh circles.
You looked up at him, your pussy squeezing around his shaft as the wetness
poured from your cunt. You were so close, your stomach tightening and your
tongue flicking against his sweaty palm. With a few more snaps of his hips against
your spot your eyes were rolling back as you met your third orgasm that night
the overstimulation causing you to squirm and drag your nails down his biceps
the pleasure coursing through you. “Good girl, now daddy is going to cum inside
of you.” He kissed your ear snapping his hips even harder, until he was
spilling his cum inside of you his cock twitching as he released it all inside
of you. Riding out your orgasms together he slowly took his hand from your lips
until he was pressing soft kisses against your lips smiling down at you.
Waiting for a while he pulled out of you and laid beside you pulling you
against his body huffing slightly he gave you a dimpled smile.
“So.. Does this mean you are only mine?” He asked softly
nuzzling your nose.
“Yes, I’m all yours.” You yawned slightly kissing on his
face before straddling him down to pepper his body in your kisses.
“I told you.” Yoongi chuckled standing up from the door
straightening out his clothes holding up his hand in front of Hoseok.
“I can’t believe they even waited this long.” He sighed
handing over the money as they walked back to the front room to join the others
and give you privacy.
summary: dominant!ashton - y/n cheats on ashton because she’s unsatisfied but he proves her wrong
requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon!! this is written by Hannah whoop whoop. Keep your eyes pealed for me and Hannah’s secret project, details will be coming in the near future so keep your snacks on the ready!
requests are not open! you can request as many times as you want :))
“What do you mean?” Ashton asked me and I saw his face start to quiver.
“I slept with another man.” I looked down, trying to avoid his burning gaze.
“You slept with another man?” He repeated in disbelief and I nodded my head. I looked up and could see the hurt in his eyes before he broke eye contact and looked at the ground. His expression was grim before he turned around and stalked to the kitchen sink, dropping his fork into the sink of soapy water.
I could see his arms clench as he gripped onto the counter and he slumped his head down, making my heart drop. How could I do this to the man I love? Yes, I had been unhappy and unsatisfied, but that gave me no reason to do what I did. I had no excuses.
Request:If you want to, could you do #4 with Jerome?
Prompt: “Do you trust me?”
*Trigger warning: extreme fluff, Jerome being cute…
“Jerome…?” I say looking around and poking my head in each room. I couldn’t find him anywhere. “Where are you…?” I whisper to myself. Out of nowhere, the psychotic ginger jumps out and scares me.
“BOO!” Jerome screams. “Aww, doll. Your face was priceless when I scared the crap out of you,” He says in between laughs. I stare at him coldly signaling that I was pissed off.
“Jerome, that wasn’t fucking funny!” I yell at him. “I was looking for you to do some things… Maybe not, anymore. Sorry. That’s what you get for being a jerk,” I say. I was impressed with myself. It was funny seeing his bright smile turn to a look of sheer terror.
“We were going to… have sex?” He says. I nod in response. “And I fucked it up so, now you’re punishing me?” I nod, again. “Y/N, I AM SO SORRY, PLEASE!”, He screams as he lowers himself to his knees. I had to admit, I loved seeing him like this.
I stood there giggling to myself. He started wrapping his arms around my waist whilst on his knees. “Please… forgive me… for I have sinned…” He jokes.
“Oh, shut up! Come here,” I say making him get up. “You’re lucky you’re cute,” I mumble before cupping his face and bringing it down for a kiss.
“Hey, Y/N,” Jerome says. We sat alone on the couch, bored.
“What, ginger?” I respond blandly.
“Wanna do trust falls?” He asks quite excitedly. A smirk appears on his face. I could tell he was up to no good.
“Fine. But, I swear, I will hurt you if you let me fall,” I say warning him.
We get into positions. Of, course I was the first to fall back.
“Do you trust me?” He asks.
“Yes… And I’m only saying yes because… I love you…” I say back trying not to get too emotionally romantic during this fun game.
“Doll, you’re so cute…” He says. “I love you…”, He mumbles at such a low volume, I could barely hear it.
I look back and see a grin plastered on his face. Great. I lean back with my arms across my chest. Here goes. I fall back and, not, to my surprise, nothing catches me. I land right on my back. A loud smacking sounds on the floor.
The dumbass stands there pointing and laughing at me. I roll my eyes and sigh.
“I hate you,” I say with such disbelief.
“No, you love me. You just said it. Come on, doll. You love me,” He started off trying to contradict my statement and then his eyes fell to the floor. “And I…I love you…” is all he mutters before staring at me. I smile sweetly at him.
“Aren’t you so cute? Aww. Jerome’s getting romantic. HA!” I say trying to get a smile out of him.
“STOP! I MURDER PEOPLE. I AM NOT CUTE!” He screams.
Okay, firstly do you think that The Punisher will actually come out this year? Secondly, I am legit dying of not knowing. Give me some Kastle Predictions...
Oh sweet baby jesus I hope so. It’s been awhile since I’ve read up on what’s going on with the series, but I believe it’s been officially confirmed for November? And if that’s the case, I would say it’s definitely going to happen, based on Netflix’s track record of releasing their shows when they say they will. :)
As for predictions…..BUCKLE UP CUZ I GOT A FEW:
there will be Physical Contact™ of some sort - shoulders bumping, hands grazing, something that’s initiated and not because one of them is in mortal danger (I KNOW WE ALL LOVE THE APARTMENT SCENE BUT DAMMIT I NEED THEM TO TOUCH BECAUSE THEY WANT TO)
there will be angst and anger - if those bts bench photos are any indication, Karen is more closed off around Frank than we’ve previously seen, and clearly pissed off (rightfully so)
there will be confessions - Karen admitting that she killed Wesley? Frank revealing what happened in Kandahar?
there will be teamwork - information exchanged in whispers at various coffee joints around the city, Frank appearing on her fire escape like a wraith in the middle of the night because he has a new lead, Karen fighting tooth-and-nail for her headlines to grace the Bulletin’s pages
this is just pure wishful thinking on my part, but I think it would be fantastic if we got a scene where Karen is once again vehemently defending Frank’s honor - he’s actually a good person, Matt, you’d know that if you came down off your moral high horse for five seconds - and he overhears it somehow. Most likely won’t happen, BUT MY DUMPSTER HEART CAN DREAM.
I’d be lying to myself if I said I didn’t want more (i.e., smooching), but I actually hope they don’t go that route, at least in the first season. For me, the slow-burn (and I mean slooooooooooooow) is really the only way I can see this ship realistically unfolding. And even then, I would absolutely be okay with things never progressing beyond suppressed feelings and fleeting glances and all.that.angst.
Anyways, thanks so much for the ask, friend!! Blathering on and on about fictional people who may or may not love each other is one of my favorite things to do. Until November - *Kastle high five*
So, as I’m guessing pretty much all of you know by now, I’m an animal trainer and have been for some time. It recently struck me how apparent, even in myself, the effects off operant and classical conditioning are in women who’ve effectively been trained to be feminine by society.
Let’s start with the more well known:
Classical Conditioning pairs a neutral stimulus with an uncontrolled response. In other words, the subject doesn’t realize they’re learning. Think of the famous Pavlov’s dogs. At first, that bell meant nothing to them; it just happened to sound when they were about to get fed and was therefore a neutral stimulus. The drooling isn’t something they were doing on purpose; it was an uncontrolled response.
How does this translate to being trained into femininity? Behold:
I was working on rearranging my apartment recently, and just didn’t have much motivation. I decided to put on a bra even though I live alone because wearing a bra makes me feel like I should be doing something. When I was about 11, a neutral stimulus (my bra) was added to a situation that already made me feel productive (going to school, work, etc) and 14 years later I’ve been classically conditioned to feel more productive when I put a bra on.
The same could easily be said for makeup and, indeed, I used to apply makeup to make myself feel more productive as well.
But the main difference between the two types of conditioning is that in classical conditioning it’s simply pairing a stimulus with a behavior. There’s no praise, there’s no punishment. That’s all for operant conditioning.
Operant conditioning tries to induce or eliminate an action using positive and negative rewards and positive and negative punishment. Forget the emotional aspects of ‘positive’ and ‘negative’. Here they just mean ‘to add’ and ‘to take away’. Let’s look at the rewards.
A girl is wearing a pretty dress. Her family gushes over her, telling her how beautiful she looks. This is a positive reward. They are adding their praise.
The same girl enjoyed a nice holiday dinner with her family, but now it’s time to clean up. Her mother tells her to just run upstairs and play; she wouldn’t want her to get her pretty dress dirty. This is negative reward; an unpleasant task is being taken away.
Now let’s look at the punishments.
The same girl says something rude and gets her bottom smacked. This is positive punishment, as the smack was added. Then, because she can’t act like a lady, she’s told to change out of her pretty dress which she adores because of the rewards she received. This is negative punishment; something she likes or desires is being taken away as punishment. Think of another scenario with the same girl, only now she’s asked to play outside. She’s told ‘no’; she’ll get her dress dirty. This is negative punishment as, again, something she likes or desires is being withheld to correct behavior (incorrect behavior being that she wants to play outside rather than wear a pretty dress inside)
Think of how this leaks into society even as adult women. Wearing makeup, pretty clothes, and heels can mean people are nicer to you in general or may even net you a promotion (positive reward) People offering to do things for you (negative reward) Being denied a promotion over a more feminine peer (negative punishment) Being harassed or even assaulted for being GNC (positive punishment).
So you start to get this:
and once you try to unlearn femininity, you run into another problem. As with any animal I’ve ever worked with, the training never ends. It’s always reinforced and sometimes so subtly you can barely catch it or can’t at all. Sometimes it’s outright, ridiculous, or downright dangerous. But it’s always there.
** This was requested by an anon. This is just my opinion of the top ten daddies in kpop. Of course this is just from the bands that I know .Ten is the lowest and one is my top kpop daddy. I had so much fun writing this so I hope you guys like it.
10) Suho (Exo)
He isn’t a tough, demanding daddy, he is more of a soft and sweet daddy who treats you like a princess. He would spoil you too much, buying you cute clothes that he loved to see you in and also very sexy lingerie that he made you model for him. However, the lingerie never seemed to last for long since they always ended up in pieces on the floor from him tearing it off of you because he grew impatient. He would take good care of you making sure you were always happy. However, if you got bratty with him, he wouldn’t hesitate to bend you over his study table and spank you till you apologized.
9) Shownu (Monsta x)
He is a very quiet but protective daddy. He is always looking out for you and making sure you’re safe. He would hate it when guys got too close to you however. If a guy ever touched you he would intervene immediately, intimidating the guy. He would then proceed to take you home and fuck you hard till you were screaming his name. “Who do you belong to baby girl?” he would ask you as he fucked you good. “You daddy.” you would always respond.
8) Suga (BTS)
He is a very chill daddy, basically no one would know he is your daddy unless they do something to you. He is your daddy and you’re his very obedient girl. To others it would just look like you’re a great girlfriend. However, if someone tells you something mean or gets physical with you he would step in and fuck them up immediately. He would then make sure you’re ok and if you are not then I am sorry for that person, he may need some stitches after. He would then take you home and make sure his princess is ok.
7) Chanyeol (Exo)
He isn’t always in daddy mode. However, daddy mode is activated for a couple of reasons, if he is jealous, if he is angry or if he is stressed. When daddy mode is activated he would answer to no other name but daddy. If you called him anything else he would pull you over his knee and spank you till your bum got red. “What’s my name?” he would ask. “Daddy.” you would moan out. Then he would bend you over a surface and fuck you rough and hard until you came screaming in pleasure. Sometimes you angered him just to activate daddy mode.
6) GD (Big Bang)
He is such a teasing daddy. He loves to tease you to no end. You two would be at dinner at a very fancy restaurant and suddenly he would slip his hand under your pretty dress and start to finger you under the table or it would be two minutes till he has to be on stage and he would have you in his dressing room, with his face buried in between your legs. You would loose your cool from all the teasing numerous times and every time it would lead to you being punished. He would have you on the bed, ass up as he spanked you hard with a vibrator shoved inside of your pussy and you weren’t allowed to cum even when you pleaded, “Please daddy, please let me cum.” you’d whimper. He would just chuckle and say, “Not yet baby girl you’ve been too naughty.” as he spanked you again.
5) Seungcheol (Seventeen)
He is a daddy who always gets what he wants no matter what. You could be at a club with him when he got the urge for you. He would just carry you to the bathroom and fuck you hard in a stall like it’s nobody’s business. You could be shopping for a Christmas present for your mom when all of a sudden he would drag you to a changing room and have you on your knees sucking him off. He always got what he wanted because you were his and he was yours and you always wanted to please him because he pleased you so good.
4) Xiumin (Exo)
He is a silent daddy, because he doesn’t have to say much to get what he wants. He has you so under his control because you had submitted one hundred percent to him. For example when you were being extra bratty with him he would just give you a stern look and you would bow your head and say, “Sorry daddy.” Everyone knows he is your daddy because you call him daddy 24/7 and neither of you would want it any other way. “Daddy pass me the salt please?” you would ask at dinner with all of Exo and he would pass it to you without hesitation. You were at the airport waiting for him to return from tour and as soon as you saw him you would run to him shouting, “Daddy!” excitedly as he picks you up in his arms. You two were in line at a fast food joint and he would pinch your cheeks and ask, “Whose baby girl are you?” “Yours daddy.” would always be your reply. Neither of you cared what anyone else thought because he was your daddy and you were his baby girl.
3) Jaebum (Got7)
He is really good at taking charge and leading, since he is the leader of Got7 after all. This would translate into your relationship and in the bedroom of course. He would always be the dominant daddy, always in charge of you, always taking care of you and you were mostly obedient. “Come princess” was all he had to say to have you on your knees pleasing him. “Bend over.” was all he uttered and he had you with your ass up ready for him to fuck you. You both knew he was in charge and you both liked it that way.
2) Rap Monster (BTS)
He is just daddy AF. He is just so dominant, he doesn’t know how to not be dominant and he is just your daddy. He takes really good care of you and makes sure you always eats properly and takes care of yourself when he isn’t there. If you skip a meal or fail to take your vitamins he would be very upset and punish you until you apologized. You would actually feel guilty for disobeying your daddy. You are his baby girl, his whole world and he wouldn’t let any harm come to you. He would always be by your side giving any guys who watch you a death glare, no one dares to approach you. He would mark you all over with hickeys so that when you’re not with him everyone knows you’re still his or he would fuck you so hard, you wouldn’t be able to walk properly.
1) TOP (Big Bang)
Everything about him just oozes daddy. He is just 100% daddy. He is your daddy and just like Xiumin he wants you to call him daddy at all times, not just in the bedroom. When you call him daddy in public and anyone says anything to you he would fuck them up on the spot. He always defended his baby girl no matter what. He would fuck you so good as well, taking you from behind and fucking you so hard that you would be screaming, “Daddy!” over and over. He would treat you like a queen, however if you angered him he would take you over his knee and spank you hard. When he was done he would rub your now reddened bum and ask, “Is my baby sorry?” “Yes daddy I’m so so sorry.” you’d always reply with a pout. He would then push you on the bed and reward you by eating you out with that rapper tongue of his. He’d make you cum so much till you pushed him away and then he’d eat you again as punishment for pushing him. All in all you were his baby whom he loved above all else, he’d protect you and keep you safe and then fuck you into oblivion every night.
Jungkook was with Taehyung. Again. And Jimin was beginning
to think that he was increasingly spending more and more time with him just to
rile him up. Every time he caught the two playing together, he would pretend as
if he didn’t notice Jungkook trying to steal subtle glances at him and look
away pouting with a slightly disappointed look on his face when he realized
that Jimin wasn’t paying any attention to him. That, of course, was a lie.
Jimin was always paying attention to Jungkook. Always. He was always
watching him and was usually the first to approach him at times when it seemed
like he needed some help. And he was always the first one to console him and
shower him in praises whenever he was feeling down. It’s almost like he had a
radar built-in in him, one that could detect when anything was a little off
with Jungkook, and make it possible for him to cheer up his boyfriend.
Jungkook, although he didn’t voice it very often, was very appreciative of
Jimin’s actions. Frankly, it wouldn’t be a lie to say that he leeched off
Jimin’s love and attention, as when Jimin wasn’t present with him at any time,
he would crave him, almost like a child craves his mother when she’s gone for
too long. And sometimes, he would even pretend to be sad just so he could feel
Jimin’s arms around him, holding him and whispering sweet nothings into his ear
as he coerced him to sleep.
But on other days, days like today, he craved a
special kind attention. He would act naughty with his hyung, grinding up
against him when he knew that no-one was watching, and sneaking little touches
here and there when they walked around in public. Jungkook liked to be a bad
boy you see, and he liked to be punished for it. He loved the thrill of
anticipating Jimin’s actions towards him. He loved it when Jimin punished him
so hard- fucked him so hard, that he was unable to walk the next day. Today
too, was one of those days. Knowing how much Jimin despised him spending time
with anyone else but him, knowing what jealousy did to him, he purposefully
decided to spend the whole day with Taehyung, not sparing Jimin so much as even
a small “hi”. So when he noticed Jimin walking into the living room late in the
afternoon, he hoped for him to drag him into their bedroom and get to business,
but he couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed when Jimin outright ignored
him. Not breaking his calm, he played with Taehyung a little more, glancing at
Jimin every now and then. But each time, his irritation grew as he saw Jimin
immersed in his phone and ignoring him completely. After a while, however, he
decided to screw being calm and after leaving Taehyung with a slightly confused
face, pulled Jimin into their shared room and slammed the door shut.
“Woah there Jungkook-ah,” Jimin warned. “What’s
gotten into you?”
“You,” Jungkook hissed in annoyance. “You’ve
been ignoring me all day today.”
Smirking internally, Jimin replied, “Ignoring you?
What are you talking about Jungkookie? I would never ignore you!”
“You say you would never ignore me, yet you’ve been doing
it the whole day!” Jungkook screamed. “I’ve been trying to get you to pay
attention to me the entire day, and all you’ve done is act as if I don’t even
exist, and ignore me!”
“Get me to pay attention to you? Jungkook-ah, what
do you mean?”
“Make you jealous! I’ve been trying to make you
jealous the whole day, you ignorant imbecile!”
Taking small steps towards Jungkook, Jimin spoke
with a low and intimidating voice, “What did you say? You’ve been trying to
make me jealous?”
“I- I’m sorry, hyung,” Jungkook cowered, Jimin’s
deep voice making blood rush to his nether regions.
Jimin slowly started backing away and as he
approached the door, made a swift turn to face away from Jungkook. Just as he
was about to turn the door handle, Jungkook spoke again.
“never even realized how lost i was without her. but i always was. just some lost soldier who forgot he ever had a home… until she gave me one.”
“natasha, please. it’s me, bucky… it’s james.”
“i try to imagine my life without her, and all i see is pain. and heartbreak. but at least i’ll be the only one feeling it. i take solace in that thought… and hold on to it for as long as i can. but it won’t be long enough.”
“it’s okay…sshhh… i saved you for a change, that’s all.”
“the kid steve remembers never even existed. no one’s ever been able to see that. no one but natasha.”
“i work better alone.”
“you shot at natasha. that was your last act on earth, pal.”
“leaving has never been a problem for me.”
“i’m going to find natasha… just like i always have.”
“you weren’t trying too hard to help, i noticed.” “hey this was supposed to be your show, not mine.”
“not that i don’t hear stories…” “stories of my failures, no doubt.” “of your charm.”
“captain america is a living legend. you are all the memorial that steve needs.”
“what on earth are we going to do with you, milii moi?”
“i just got him back, it’s not fair.”
“yeah… survival… people don’t understand.” “i do, james. you know that.”
“i think he was the one who made me believe i was a ballerina for several years.” “to be fair, you do have the moves.” “to be fair.”
“why? why me? i don’t believe in two coincidences.”
“spit it out, barnes.” “nothing. stay warm is all. be careful.”
“fine. but no pancake houses.”
“a long time ago, natalia romanova made me remember what it was to feel human. and they punished us both for that, in different ways. fighting her now is like punishing myself all over again.”
“all i’ve ever brought her is trouble… she’s better off without me.”
“natasha is not yours. she belongs to the red guardian.” “you think she belongs to anyone? then you’re as foolish as the others.”
“a little something to let you know i haven’t forgotten either.”
“i just… i know how he thinks. we were both weapons once… to be used.”
“i’m not blind, you know.” “i think i love you, james buchanan barnes.”
“man, do i love my girlfriend.”
“you died, james.” “oh that again… that trick never works.” “not with you, apparently. you’re too stubborn.”
“you’ve been through a lot, natasha. are you sure you want to go back? … i could take you anywhere, you know. we could– you could go away for a while. the world hasn’t been kind to you and maybe you need to just–” “no bucky, i have to go back. thank you for coming for me. “of course, nat. you know i’m always here for you.”
“bucky and natasha together… they’re already like a well-oiled machine. like any good partnership should be.”
“like i said, she always amazes me.”
“going after him is a dead end. i know. i’ve tried.”
“i really missed you.” “of course you did… but go easy on the smooth talk, james. you’re ten hot showers away from being able to touch me.”
“hey now, loverboy. we don’t have all day.” “i know. i just needed a moment.”
“i’m promised to someone else.” “i know… he’s an ass.”
“walk away from this. i don’t want to hurt you.” “i was just about to say the same thing.”
“i’m sorry natalia… i never wanted to get you into trouble. but i guess that’s all i’m good at.”
“had avengers business. didn’t want to wake you.”
“you could at least recognize me.”
“just some lost soldier who forget he ever had a home until she gave me one.”
“if i offered myself up would you take my help? i know you don’t need me. but please, natasha. whatever else we are… let me be your friend.”
“you’ve got this… you always did impress me.”
“and you wear this to mourn her? a black star?”
“do you remember it all? our time together when i was young?” “yeah, i remember everything natalia. and you were the one good thing in all of it.”
“i don’t think it’s ever supposed to be easy, james.”
“nat, i know you’re in there… because i was too when they did it to me.”
“she doesn’t remember their relationship. he does.”
“you might not want to pull at that thread.”
“something else i need to know about?” “darling. sweetheart. absolutely not.”
“you’re a good man.” “not really, no. but you’re the only one who understands that.”
“james, you found me.” “you can’t be surprised. we’re both made of similar stuff. i just hide it better than you do.”
It was better to punish yourself. It felt better to punish yourself. The more it happened the less you let people see.
Your mother had made remarks on your weight as long as you could remember. When you were younger, you hid in your bathroom late at night. You made yourself feel sick and purge what felt like to be a release.
It had been years since the last time you did that. You would make sure of anything you wouldn’t do that again. However, now it was the time of high school.
Your mother began to notice your body changing and once again dived into remarks that made you look at your body more and more. The feelings were coming back but you wouldn’t do what you did before. No, there were other ways to feel thin.