the guy was so polite as well

There’s a bit in Wonder Woman that I can’t stop thinking about. It’s the part where she walks towards General Ludendorff at the gala. He see her and starts walking in her direction as if to attack, then surges towards her and grabs her in a kind of dance hold. She’s stunned, frozen. It’s probably the only time in the film where Diana looks afraid. 

Why? 

Because she was attacked, but in a way she’s never encountered before. She’s been trained to handle “honest” attacks, where the attacker makes their intentions clear. But here she is attacked in the way women in this world are so often attacked. It’s an unwanted, unwelcome intrusion, a man putting his hands on her without her consent, intruding into her personal space in an aggressive, obtrusive, threatening manner. But to bystanders, they are simply dancing. She doesn’t know what to do. She’s trained her whole life to deal with honest, open attacks, but faced with the sneaky, faux-polite attack of this kind of man, she’s completely lost. 

I thought this was a great moment. It reflects the experiences of so many women so well. 

On a side note, I mentioned it to my (male) partner afterward, and he hadn’t even noticed Diana’s reaction in that moment. He’s a great guy and a good, kind person, but his obliviousness to her confusion and fear speaks volumes about the different experiences of men and women in our society. 

I’ve started thinking about male characters. Sort of.

I’ve been thinking about how some characters—ones who are almost archetypes—get distorted once they reach the pop culture canon. Right now the ones I’m thinking of are Sherlock Holmes and Captain Kirk.

Sherlock started as a guy with an incredible mind who didn’t know how to person very well but still cared very deeply about the disadvantaged and unprotected elements of society. He’s become a selfish manchild. There are variations of him—RDJ’s thrill seeker, House’s misanthrope, BC’s self-described sociopath—but it has no basis in the original. So why did we decide this was better? Why did we decide that a genius is above the rules of polite social interaction? What purpose does it serve?

Something similar has happened with Jim Kirk. I mean, watch the original show if you disagree. He’s intensely loyal, a creative thinker, a bright guy. He literally picks flowers on more than one planet. He’s read Milton. There’s basically no quicker way to anger him than to treat one of the women in his crew as second-class. He’s willing to show mercy to an opponent he’s defeated. But what’s his reputation in pop culture? A womanizer—which is just a different kind of selfish manchild.

I’m not saying that good stories can’t be told with these archetypes. I’m just saying that they don’t really resemble the original. Copy after copy gets less and less nuanced, till the original is completely foreign to these new versions even when they bear the same name.

And they’ve become so prevalent that there’s nothing interesting left in them.

Can Conscious K-Pop Cross Over? BTS & BigHit Entertainment CEO ‘Hitman’ Bang on Taking America

On April 2, BTS played the fifth and final date of a sold-out U.S. arena run, performing to the shrieking fans who helped the group’s second full-length album, Wings, become the first K-pop project to crack the top 40 of the Billboard 200 in 2016. Since debuting in 2013, the seven-piece boy band has become a commercial behemoth in its native South Korea while continuing to make inroads within American pop culture. “Change,” an English-language hip-hop collaboration between BTS member Rap Monster and U.S. star Wale, was released three days before the kickoff of the stateside run.

“Change” touches on topics like voting rights and online harassment, while some of BTS’ biggest hits have addressed mental health. “Worldwide, our young generation shares the same issues socially and politically,” says BTS member Suga. Although K-pop music generally steers away from controversy, Rap Monster says that remaining outspoken “is important to us. And the bigger the voice we get, the more powerful our words become.”

A new BTS album is already underway and more U.S. dates might be on the way later this year. Bang Si Hyuk, the CEO and Executive Producer of label/management agency BigHit Entertainment who is better known as “Hitman” Bang, hints at “special features” designed for international listeners but thinks BTS will continue playing to its base.

“I’m not a believer in releasing full English songs to the U.S. market, like many K-pop artists have,” Bang tells Billboard in his first-ever interview with American press. “We must focus on what we do best as K-pop artists and producers and maybe add some special features to which international or U.S. music fans can feel attached. That is the best way for me to put K-pop into the mainstream U.S. music market and, in that regard, BTS will participate and perform in a way that is not much different from what they have been doing in the last three years. We’re adjusting and improving the way we do shows on the tour to meet the international or global level and expectations so that anyone, regardless of their culture and background, can enjoy BTS music and performances.”

Bang is sure to add that the group will be “very active and responsive in releasing new songs that would come out of collaborations with international artists, like 'Change.’” And, looking ahead, both the CEO and band see their most recent accomplishments as inspiration to achieve even more in the future.

“I’m so excited and thrilled at the response to the U.S. tour,” Bang says. “It’s still overwhelming and unbelievable at some point. I even further feel responsible for producing better music and production for fans around the world and I’d definitely think harder on what makes fans enthusiastic and passionate about BTS music and the band.” Meanwhile, the ambition within the group is perhaps best felt when member V winks that the group has “grander goals”; as if arena shows are just the beginning of what he and his band mates plan to accomplish around the world.

Below read on for an extended interview with BTS held before the tour kicked off. All member answers are taken via a translator except for Rap Monster.

With five arena shows, this tour is so huge and I think the main reason for that and why you guys are doing so well in America is because you sing about personal topics. Why is that so important to talk about in your music?

​Suga: Worldwide, our young generation shares the same issues socially and politically. I think that young people feel the same way about similar issues and BTS wants to cheer them up with our songs and talk about our feelings and social issues.

Rap Monster: These topics, like you said, they’re important, right? They should be told by someone. Someone should talk about it. And if someone should talk about it, then it feels like we have to talk about it. It’s very much an honor that we get power and attention from our fans them when we use our voices more. It’s important to us and the bigger the voice that we get, the more powerful that our words become.

These topics – loneliness, mental health, bullying – you don’t hear about in K-pop or even Korean culture much. Or, really, in American pop music either. Have you ever worried it might get a negative or opposite response?

​Suga: There are people who think negatively and there have been people who react negatively towards BTS’ music. But I think it’s way more important to make music with those issues because I think it’s important to encourage people to fight for those issues and, through the music, have a resolution for those issues. But I’m going to continue to talk about those issues through the music anyway. [Laughs]

Do you think K-pop needs to get more personal to gain a wider audience? Would you like to see that more in future?

Rap Monster: We still need some party songs, we still need some light love songs. I love to listen to them and feel the vibe from that. Everyone has their luggage and their shadows, but it’s up to everyone’s own [devices]. But we’re us. I think if we talk about it and if it gets more voice and attention, then maybe there are a lot of people in the world that accept us start to talk about those issues. I think that’s the change.

I thought “Spring Day” was a really big musical moment for you guys. Not only did it do really well on the charts, but this time you were showing a progression in thinking and a message of hope. The idea of recovering and winter moving to spring. Was that a conscious decision?

Rap Monster: It’s just like what you said, that was one step further. We’re always talking about the crises, the sorrows and youth’s feelings of getting lost. In many [television] programs, when we’d introduce our new album, I’d always talk about the word “recovery.” Like you said, it’s all about the recovery. Winter going to spring. The middle of the winter going to the spring. You got that.

​Suga: In addition to being what we are as BTS, we wanted to bring some changes and we actually wanted to evolve as a group. We wanted to show our many colors, but we still want to console others and give hope to others.

Something that was unique was all the solo songs on the Wings album. You’ve done mixtapes, but instead of full-fledged solo or unit releases, you got to show your different sides of yourselves. Why was that necessary?

Jin: The solo tracks were important because it was personal, an individual story and it was represented in the way that we are good at it. We worked a lot on each track and that’s why it was important to each of us.

Rap Monster: When I get questions about why is K-pop is so popular; I always tell them K-pop is like a great mix of music, videos, visuals, choreography, social media and real-life contents. Making the solo tracks on the album was quite a venture, but it’s connected to the concept. Like, when you watch the “I Need U” video, everyone has their own crises and characters. It’s kind of connected to our real personalities and characters, but the solo songs have their own characters and personalities. It’s all connected. It’s a mixture and that’s why people get interested in the concepts.

Speaking of solo songs, “Change” recently came out. Rap Monster, you and Wale are talking about different-but-similar issues when South Korea and America are both having interesting political times. Did you guys have a chance to discuss your different viewpoints?

Rap Monster: We didn’t have the time to get into it deeply, but I’m always watching the news about Trump and America; I always watch. When he first suggested a collaboration, I was like, “What should we do?” We could just do you know, a common hip-hop song, but I wanted to do a little more special. We have our political situation in Korea and the students are very angry. So, I think, if we talked about what’s going on, then we’ll have a real special collaboration. I think my guess was right and it became special.

Do you see or feel your influence among other groups in the industry?

​Jungkook: When we debuted back in 2013, we were influenced by our sunbaenim [Korean word for “senior”]. Over the years, as we watched other younger groups, we know they talk about us, they cover us and they follow us. I think they’re saying in interviews that they learned a lot from us and that makes us feel great. Being a sunbaenim, we want to be a good influence and be a better role model to other groups.

Last question, are you happy?

V: For now, we are very happy as we are, as a group, together. And I think we are happy because we are walking on the same path, walking the same direction. We wanted to get Daesang [Best of the Year award], but we have it already so our goal is to make great music, to share it with our fans.

Rap Monster: And a worldwide, stadium tour. That’s the goal.

V: We have grander goals.

© Jeff Benjamin @ Billboard

RM, Wale ‘Change’

Our Namjoon is absolutely phenomenal. He’s addressed social justice issues, which are currently plaguing the world right now and guys- this is so bloody significant for an kpop idol to do. Things like politics and racism are not even spoken about on most entertainment shows especially with kpop idols. 

I’ll put good money on Namjoon being the type who actively follows political developments, both in Korea and abroad. He’s picked up on millennial conflict throughout the whole MV, and of course- props to Wale as well for supporting his artistry in this. 

Of course, let’s not forget how Yoongi also made subtle references to internal issues like mental health in his solo stuff too, which is equally just as important. 

For today though, Namjoon has done us a favour and exposed a little bit more about who he is, he’s woke guys- and that makes me so much more comfortable knowing he’s my bias who has such an open minded outlook and cares about the world. 

Considering how he aced social studies as well, I mean if there’s any part of his personality that I’m sure about- woke Joon is it. 

Holding You Back (Smut)

A/N: I’m in Prague this week with a friend and I set this to upload on it’s own so hopefully it works. A little trigger warning towards the end.
Requested to write a smut about the videos of the boys playing billiard in Glasgow and using some vibes from There’s Nothing Holdin’ Me Back too.

Word count: 5,323

“I swear he’s looking at you again” Ollie grinned, smiling at me widely. He put a couple of bottles with liquor back on their place, not taking his friendly eyes of me.

“Who?” I asked, grabbing two more glasses from the counter. I poured vodka in them both first, then some red bull before putting ice in both glasses.

“The tall, dark-haired guy” he said, nodding in the direction of the billiard tables in the other end of the bar.

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'Can Conscious K-Pop Cross Over? BTS & BigHit Entertainment CEO 'Hitman' Bang on Taking America (Interview by Jeff Benjamin)'

On April 2, BTS played the fifth and final date of a sold-out U.S. arena run, performing to the shrieking fans who helped the group’s second full-length album, Wings, become the first K-pop project to crack the top 40 of the Billboard 200 in 2016. Since debuting in 2013, the seven-piece boy band has become a commercial behemoth in its native South Korea while continuing to make inroads within American pop culture. “Change,” an English-language hip-hop collaboration between BTS member Rap Monster and U.S. star Wale, was released three days before the kickoff of the stateside run.

“Change” touches on topics like voting rights and online harassment, while some of BTS’ biggest hits have addressed mental health. “Worldwide, our young generation shares the same issues socially and politically,” says BTS member Suga. Although K-pop music generally steers away from controversy, Rap Monster says that remaining outspoken “is important to us. And the bigger the voice we get, the more powerful our words become.”

A new BTS album is already underway and more U.S. dates might be on the way later this year. Bang Si Hyuk, the CEO and Executive Producer of label/management agency BigHit Entertainment who is better known as “Hitman” Bang, hints at “special features” designed for international listeners but thinks BTS will continue playing to its base.

“I’m not a believer in releasing full English songs to the U.S. market, like many K-pop artists have,” Bang tells Billboard in his first-ever interview with American press. “We must focus on what we do best as K-pop artists and producers and maybe add some special features to which international or U.S. music fans can feel attached. That is the best way for me to put K-pop into the mainstream U.S. music market and, in that regard, BTS will participate and perform in a way that is not much different from what they have been doing in the last three years. We’re adjusting and improving the way we do shows on the tour to meet the international or global level and expectations so that anyone, regardless of their culture and background, can enjoy BTS music and performances.”

Bang is sure to add that the group will be “very active and responsive in releasing new songs that would come out of collaborations with international artists, like ‘Change.’” And, looking ahead, both the CEO and band see their most recent accomplishments as inspiration to achieve even more in the future.

“I’m so excited and thrilled at the response to the U.S. tour,” Bang says. “It’s still overwhelming and unbelievable at some point. I even further feel responsible for producing better music and production for fans around the world and I’d definitely think harder on what makes fans enthusiastic and passionate about BTS music and the band.” Meanwhile, the ambition within the group is perhaps best felt when member V winks that the group has “grander goals”; as if arena shows are just the beginning of what he and his band mates plan to accomplish around the world.

With five arena shows, this tour is so huge and I think the main reason for that and why you guys are doing so well in America is because you sing about personal topics. Why is that so important to talk about in your music?

​Suga: Worldwide, our young generation shares the same issues socially and politically. I think that young people feel the same way about similar issues and BTS wants to cheer them up with our songs and talk about our feelings and social issues.

Rap Monster: These topics, like you said, they’re important, right? They should be told by someone. Someone should talk about it. And if someone should talk about it, then it feels like we have to talk about it. It’s very much an honor that we get power and attention from our fans them when we use our voices more. It’s important to us and the bigger the voice that we get, the more powerful that our words become.

These topics – loneliness, mental health, bullying – you don’t hear about in K-pop or even Korean culture much. Or, really, in American pop music either. Have you ever worried it might get a negative or opposite response?

​Suga: There are people who think negatively and there have been people who react negatively towards BTS’ music. But I think it’s way more important to make music with those issues because I think it’s important to encourage people to fight for those issues and, through the music, have a resolution for those issues. But I’m going to continue to talk about those issues through the music anyway. [Laughs]

Do you think K-pop needs to get more personal to gain a wider audience? Would you like to see that more in future?

Rap Monster: We still need some party songs, we still need some light love songs. I love to listen to them and feel the vibe from that. Everyone has their luggage and their shadows, but it’s up to everyone’s own [devices]. But we’re us. I think if we talk about it and if it gets more voice and attention, then maybe there are a lot of people in the world that accept us start to talk about those issues. I think that’s the change.

I thought “Spring Day” was a really big musical moment for you guys. Not only did it do really well on the charts, but this time you were showing a progression in thinking and a message of hope. The idea of recovering and winter moving to spring. Was that a conscious decision?

Rap Monster: It’s just like what you said, that was one step further. We’re always talking about the crises, the sorrows and youth’s feelings of getting lost. In many [television] programs, when we’d introduce our new album, I’d always talk about the word “recovery.” Like you said, it’s all about the recovery. Winter going to spring. The middle of the winter going to the spring. You got that.

​Suga: In addition to being what we are as BTS, we wanted to bring some changes and we actually wanted to evolve as a group. We wanted to show our many colors, but we still want to console others and give hope to others.

Something that was unique was all the solo songs on the Wings album. You’ve done mixtapes, but instead of full-fledged solo or unit releases, you got to show your different sides of yourselves. Why was that necessary?

Jin: The solo tracks were important because it was personal, an individual story and it was represented in the way that we are good at it. We worked a lot on each track and that’s why it was important to each of us.

Rap Monster: When I get questions about why is K-pop is so popular; I always tell them K-pop is like a great mix of music, videos, visuals, choreography, social media and real-life contents. Making the solo tracks on the album was quite a venture, but it’s connected to the concept. Like, when you watch the “I Need U” video, everyone has their own crises and characters. It’s kind of connected to our real personalities and characters, but the solo songs have their own characters and personalities. It’s all connected. It’s a mixture and that’s why people get interested in the concepts.

Speaking of solo songs, “Change” recently came out. Rap Monster, you and Wale are talking about different-but-similar issues when South Korea and America are both having interesting political times. Did you guys have a chance to discuss your different viewpoints?

Rap Monster: We didn’t have the time to get into it deeply, but I’m always watching the news about Trump and America; I always watch. When he first suggested a collaboration, I was like, “What should we do?” We could just do you know, a common hip-hop song, but I wanted to do a little more special. We have our political situation in Korea and the students are very angry. So, I think, if we talked about what’s going on, then we’ll have a real special collaboration. I think my guess was right and it became special.

Do you see or feel your influence among other groups in the industry?

​Jungkook: When we debuted back in 2013, we were influenced by our sunbaenim [Korean word for “senior”]. Over the years, as we watched other younger groups, we know they talk about us, they cover us and they follow us. I think they’re saying in interviews that they learned a lot from us and that makes us feel great. Being a sunbaenim, we want to be a good influence and be a better role model to other groups.

Last question, are you happy?

V: For now, we are very happy as we are, as a group, together. And I think we are happy because we are walking on the same path, walking the same direction. We wanted to get Daesang [Best of the Year award], but we have it already so our goal is to make great music, to share it with our fans.

Rap Monster: And a worldwide, stadium tour. That’s the goal.

V: We have grander goals.

Too many Yuri on Ice fanfics have Victor instantly falling in love at first sight with Yuri. I mean, have you seen how he usually dresses? Not a trace of that eros in sight.. I want to read something that starts from a really normal situation.

Like one day Victor is picking up a few things at the supermarket when the guy scanning his groceries pauses.
“I know it’s only Wednesday, but we’re having a huge one day sale promotion on premium dog food today.” The confused look Victor gives him prompts the guy to start to babble. “Err, sorry. I promise I’m not a weird stalker, I just put your groceries through all the time. I kind of noticed that you buy the same brand of dog food as I do, and it’s always on Friday.”

“Oh, ok. Thanks then, um,” Victor checked his name tag “Yuri.”

And after that Victor always notices Yuri around the place. One day he’ll be stacking shelves and Victor will give him a smile and a wave, the next he’ll be scanning Victor’s embarrassingly unhealthy shopping cart.
“I swear it’s not all for me. I have a teenager staying with me for a while and he has… strongly requested a few things.”

Yuri laughs and waves him away. Last summer he’d seen Victor in a see-through tank top and shorts that were probably intended for teenage girls with how short they were. You don’t get a body like that by eating pop-tarts and chocolate.

Victor starts to look forward to grocery shopping so that he can chat with Yuri, and even plans his trips so they fall on days when the other man is working. Then one day he runs into Yuri at the park, walking his adorable miniature poodle. Makka and Vicchan get on so well, they start to take walks together more and more frequently.

Then Victor is slightly late one day and he finds some asshole hitting on Yuri while he waits. The guy leaves quickly enough when he’s politely turned down, but victor can’t forget the way his stomach dropped and his step faltered when he’d first seen them together. Yuri had been laughing, and the guy had his hand on Yuri’s arm.

And yeah, then it’d continue with Victor realizing he likes Yuri a little more than friends. Meanwhile, Phichit is thrilled with the progress his BFF has been making with the hot Russian guy he’d been drooling over for the past six months.

bonnie & clyde

mobster! dean au pt 1

 →word count: 3.9k

 →warnings: smut; references to sexual abuse;

 →a/n: i know dean isn’t exactly a kpop idol, but i really love him and his music, he is one of my favourite artists at the moment. me and my friend were both loving the idea of gangsta! dean or mobster! dean and it got my creative juices flowing (soz that’s kinda gross).

pt2 here

Originally posted by iaxifin

“oi, baby, get you’re hot ass over here,” dom calls over to you, “my lap’s feelin’ a little lonely.”

you sighed to yourself and made your way over to him, his harsh hands cuffing onto your waist, like you’d dare escaping such a man.

“my boys were saying how you were having a little chat with the delivery guy yesterday.”

his grip immediately tightened painfully as you look at his lackeys all hanging their heads sheepishly. you got along well with his guys, so the fact that they got you into trouble like this made you feel betrayed.

“baby,” you put on a fake voice to cover up your fear, “it was nothing like that, he was just being polite.”

he gave you a twisted smile, “well maybe he should know next time to stay away from what’s not his.”

his hand clutches onto your wrist instead and he drags you off of his lap and down the corridor to his room. you knew what this meant.

“i’m gonna make sure that everyone in this whole building knows who you belong to.”

dom’s party had just kicked off downstairs in the club, the bass of the music coming up from under your feet.

after what happened earlier with dom and you, you’d rather die than sit on his lap all night like his little pet.

it was a few years ago when you became dom’s ‘pet’ after you courageously stepped in for your ex boyfriend and told dom to take you instead of him. but the minute your ex got out, he had moved on immediately. it was a foolish idea, to think that your boyfriend would save you. but you were so young and naive then. so you were stuck as dom’s and there was no escape. you were trapped and labelled as “his” forever.

you look over to you’re shared bed with dom and see a note with a box laying there.

because you should always look like a princess.

d x

in the box laid a silk dusty rose cami style dress. as beautiful as it was, you didn’t want it. it was just a way to try and win your affection, but there was no real love or kindness intended by it.

but you wore it anyway because if you didn’t, there’d be a repeat of earlier’s events.

in the elastic of your stockings, you slipped your pistol in case things tonight got ugly with any unwanted guests. dom may have been a nasty piece of work, but he would never leave you vulnerable.

your put on a pair of daps with it and a fur coat over the top, you knew it would please dom if you looked “classy”. a knock at the door interrupted your thoughts and dom walked in his signature suit.

“wow baby,” he looked you up and down perversely, “you look fucking hot.”

you tried not to scoff at his words, so instead just kept your face emotionless, looking down at your daps. he grabbed your hips and pulls you out the door with him, down towards the party.

the music was getting louder and louder as you walked down the corridor. the entrance to the club was taunting freedom. as dom opened the door to the club, the guests all roared with whistles and hollers at the big man himself making his big entrance.

“ladies n gents,” he puts on a triumphant smile, “welcome!”

he walked over to where he sat for every event, his guys following closey behind, and pushed you down onto his thigh, your chair for the night.

as the night dragged on, people came over to dom, giving him a firm handshake. of course, everyone knew it was better to be pals with dom, then to make him your enemy. or you we’re fucked. last time someone came to his club looking for a fight, he got one. but it didn’t look so pretty for him afterwards.

but by 11:30, a dark face came to pay dom a visit.

“dom, how’s it been?”

it was the first time you’d ever seen dom looked shocked. his lips parted slightly as his eyes stayed frozen on the figure before the two of you. his face paled in the poorly lit club.

“uh johnny, long time no see, what are you doing at my place?” dom put emphasis on my place, trying to act like he had the upper hand here. the man seemed unphased by dom’s attempt at intimidation. by this point you’d managed to figure out that this johnny guy was not a pleasant surprise for dom.

“baby, why don’t you go have a little dance or something? i’ll catch up with you in a bit, eh?” he gave your butt a quick tap and scooted you away to the dancefloor. this was the first time dom let you out by yourself, and the thought excited you. but clearly something bad was about to happen.

you moved through all the people convulsing to the heavy-bassed music, caught up in the hot, rousing atmosphere. everyone dancing seemed to look so good, so alive on the dance floor. you found yourself joining in, swinging your hips to the beat, your eyes closed and your lips parted as you let yourself go for the first time in years. the dancer’s bodies were so close to yours, this was the most human contact you’d had with anyone except dom in so long.

it was your free spirit that caught his eye tonight. from a corner booth he was sharing with a couple of buddies, his eyes clearly settled on you. he was fascinated by how your hair swung as your head swayed with your hips, how each slight jump you did made your jacket raise, along with your dress, showing your smooth thighs and your hidden weapon. he noticed how you had a small smile on your lips, like this night was the best of your life. he noticed how your soft face looked completely out of place amongst all the mobsters.

you felt the need for a drink after so much dancing, so you made your way over to the bar. he seized this opportunity to go over and talk to you.

“one cranberry juice and vodka please,” you called out to the bartender.

“make that two,” a voice called from the other side.

your turned your head to the voice, and you were dumbstruck at the view facing you.

a lean figure in a pinstripe suit and creepers looks down on you, his hair quiffed up, but his fringe flicking round on his forehead. his hands were in his pockets, and he leaned against the bar with a poised gesture. he had a modest confidence about him, like he wasn’t confident in himself, but he was confident in life in general. like nothing could stop him. his style was slick, and it was enticing.

“i saw you dancing out there,” he pointed to the dancefloor, “i don’t think i’ve ever seen someone dance like that before.”

your brow creased in confusion, you weren’t sure if you should be offended or not.

“umm thanks?”

“i mean you looked really good out there, you were quite mesmerizing”

you smiled bashfully at his words instead now, “oh, thank you.”

he flashed his teeth at you in an honest smile, eyes creasing at the sides.

“so uh.. you know dom?” he looked at you sheepishly. you gulped at his inquiry, scared at how he might act. you were so close to finally being free, but you still couldn’t escape it.

“i-uh- i work for him,” you look down at your feet.

“work? if that’s what you call it..” he trailed off.

you started getting angry now, what right does he have to judge you? did he think this was something you wanted?

“you think i like the way he touches me? you think i enjoy being treated like someone’s play thing?”

“no no wait that’s not what i meant, look i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset you. i just don’t think it’s right for him to get away with treating you how he does. you should never get touched so… cruelly. it makes me sick seeing the way he manhandles you.”

“you really think that? most guys just get jealous that he gets to have  such an obedient little slut.”

you choked on your own words a little, but covered it up with a swig of your drink.

“i think you’re far from a ‘little slut’. you seem so much more than that.”

you were shocked. he barely knew you, yet he was disgusted by your treatment. and he saw you as more than an object. for once, you were human in someone’s eyes. your heart warmed at the thought.

“look, let’s not talk about dom,” you avert his attention instead, “why don’t we dance uh..?”

“dean, my name’s dean. and you are?”

you smiled slightly at his fitting name, “i’m y/n.”

you slipped your fur coat off and left it on the barstool, his eyes glancing over your bare arms and shoulders, his adam’s apple bobbing up and down. you looked almost angelic in such a harsh environment, you’re subtle innocence becoming more obvious as time passed.

you grabbed onto his rough, callus hands and dragged him onto the dancefloor, and letting him guide your body instead. his hands stayed on your waist politely, but as the two of you got closer and closer to one another, they settled on your hips, one travelling up to your hair affectionately. as you danced, he stayed gentle with you, never getting grabby or inappropriate, but staying tender with his actions. it was refreshing to be treated with care for once, you craved it, you craved warmth and loving devotion.

quickly, the two of you got too caught up in each other to notice the number of dom’s men in the area.

“dean, we need to go.”

“what do you mean go?” he mumbled into your ear.

“i mean we need to leave right now,” your heart beat quickened as you worried about what could happen to dean if you got caught.

but he caught on and wasted no time leading you by your hand to the exit. as scared as you were of getting caught, your were excited at the thought of having freedom.

“y/n? we should run.”

“why?”

“because they are.”

dean pulled you through the manic crowds, down the dimly lit hallway to the exit.

“dean look out!”

in front of you were too of dom’s men, taking up the whole corridor with their large builds. you lead the way and pulled him down a nearly black hallway, with people lingering the whole way though it.

“i’ve got an idea,” dean whispers. they were getting closer.

“what is it?”

“just go along with it, okay?”

before you even had the opportunity to respond, his lips landed on yours. his arms locked on either side of the wall, blocking you in and hiding you. his lips continued kissing you as you still tried to get over the shock of somebody else being so intimate with you. it felt better than you’d imagined kissing someone else, so much more caring and light compared to dom’s painful, hard kisses that bruised your lips.

the two of dom’s men went straight past you, barely even noticing your attempt at blending in.

dean’s lips slowly detached from yours, his head resting against yours still, one arm sweeping hair off your face.

“sorry if that stepped over any lines, i thought it would help disguise us,” he whispered.

“it’s okay, it worked anyway. they’re gone now.”

“if they’re gone then why are we still whispering?”

you chuckle at his light-hearted humour, grabbing both of his hands and intertwining them with your comparably small ones.

“do you wanna come stay at my place tonight? you’ll have a bed and food and someone there to keep you safe from the baddies,” he joked.

“oh and who would that be?” you playfully replied.

“the guy who just saved your cute ass.”

“touche.”

the paced walk to his apartment was filled with trivial conversation, the two of you just enjoying the peaceful aftermath of the club.

finally you arrived outside of his flat. dean lived in a big city apartment on the top story with 5 other guys, all tall, muscly, tattooed. it was obvious that they were the gangsta sort too. they all dressed smart and in their jacket’s lining pocket you could make out the shape of pistols.

but you were used to these kinds of men, and they didn’t scare you one bit.

“fellas,” dean announces, “this is y/n, shes dom’s girl.”

they all looked at him with shock.

“what, and dom just gave her to you?” the first one spoke up, “if he find’s her here, you’re dead, we’re all dead.”

“we’ll be fine, vin, i’m gonna make sure nothing happens to her.”

you looked up at him, but he only sternly looked vin in the eye.

“if you can promise that none of us get our asses kicked, then she’s more than welcome to stay.”

dean showed you to his room, and let you in. the room was more open than you’d imagined, the whole of one wall was a window overlooking the lit up city. his bed was up against the glass, low to the ground and unmade with a laptop lying on it. but it still looked inviting. in the corner was a laundry pile, blood stained t-shirts lying on top. he had a record player in the corner and stacks of vinyl, and a wardrobe. but that was it. no more possessions and no more furniture.

“it’s very..” you tried to find the right words.

“empty? i’m aware,” he looked out the window.

“i was gonna say simple but yeah, that works too. but i like it, it feels.. right.”

“right?”

“yeah, like, i feel comfortable in here, which is surprising for me,”

you slipped his jacket he’d given you earlier off and dropped it onto the floor.

you stood there lit up by the city and moon’s lights in nothing but a small dress, and he swore to himself he had never seen anything more beautiful before in his life.

“y/n, i,” dean didn’t know how to get out the right words, “i don’t want you to think that i expect you to, ya know, do stuff.”

“i know,” you replied softly, “thank you for everything. you didn’t have to give up so much just to save someone like me.”

“someone like you? y/n, you deserve so much more than what i can give you, but for now this is all i have.”

you lean up and leave a small kiss on the tip of his nose. his eyes shut and he leans his head into the crook of your neck.

“nothing whatsoever is gonna happen to you, no one else is gonna lay a hand on you with out your consent. and i’m gonna make sure of it.”

dean may have been a face from only a few hours ago, but nothing about him was going to cause you harm. he made you feel safe for the first time in so long.

fatigue hit you as you exhaled, sinking into dean’s stature. his arms snuck around your waist and he lifted you up and carried you over to his bed, your legs wrapping around his waist.

he softly placed you down, pulling the covers over you. he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, showing you his toned, slightly scarred upper body, along with his trousers, and changed into a pair of sweatpants.

“you have tattoos?” you question, grabbing his wrist and pulling him down to you. he crouches at the side of the bed next to your head.

“i have a few,” he turns round shows the back of his neck,

r e b e l

and then along the side of his neck and down his left bicep was a plum tree with inky branches spiralling off the side, blossoms coming around the sides.

“they’re amazing.”

your hands trace along his shoulder and down the side of his bicep, moving down to grip his waist. you’re exhaustion had somewhat disappeared and was replaced with a desperate, desire to have more of dean. but this time, you didn’t want to please because you had to, but because you wanted to. you were free to make whatever decision you wanted to make, and your decision was to have dean.

much to his surprise, you pulled him onto you on the bed and covered his lips with hungry kisses, his hands gripping your hips in shock. but he reacted quickly and picked up your hands from his bare waist and pinned them above your head. if dom had done that, you would have been disgusted, but when dean held your wrists so delicately, it felt blissful.

wrapping your legs around his naked torso, you kissed down his jaw along to his neck and ear. playfully, you nipped and tugged at his earlobe, his groans filling the air and your head.

“i wanna see more of you,” he started to slide the strap to your cami down your shoulder, leaving tender kisses along your burning skin as he went.

underneath your dress was nothing except panties and your stocking-hidden pistol. he slipped it off of the top half of your body, your breasts completely on display to him. he swallowed audibly and licked his lips slightly at you. but he only saw you as beautiful. not “hot”. or “sexy”. just beautiful.

his hands softly cupped around both your breasts, kneading them slightly. you let a moan past your lips, but he shushed you and motioned to the door, meaning he didn’t want the guys to hear them.

you gulped and nodded, and he continued to rub your breasts, his lips coming down on one and grazing your nipple. you gasp at the feel of his cool breath on your hot skin. nobody had ever touched your body with so much delicacy before in your life and you were basking in it.

his hands slipped the dress the whole way down you body, all that remaining were the matching pink panties and stockings, which he took the pistol out of and placed at the side of his bed. his fingers dusted over the lace of your underwear, fingers hooking round and pulling down, and off.

he grabbed your thighs and pushed them up against your torso, giving him a clear view of your aroused, glistening heat. he exhaled loudly at the magnificent sight before him. you looked so stunning like that, completely content yet so flustered by his small movements on your thighs.

his fingers finally made there way to your damp core, and he wasted no time in giving your clit a firm press and rub from his thumb. you released a suppressed moan at his actions, your hands gripping the bed sheets with such force, your knuckle turned white. his thumb was suddenly removed and replaced with his wet tongue. he licked from the base up to the top of your clit, making you’re already damp core wetter.

“dean, more,” you whimper, “i need more.”

he instantly pushed a finger inside you at your request, slowly pumping at first. normally, you would have an felt uncomfortable stinging every time dom fingered you. but dean took care of you properly, making you feel like you were in ecstasy.

with each pump you grunted with a slight whimper, your breathes becoming shallower and unstable. dean took out his finger and left you feeling empty, as he pulled down his sweatpants and boxers together. he sat back on his heels and kneeled down on the bed, grabbing you by the hips and sitting you on his lap.

“are you ready?” he whispered, “we can wait if you want.”

“no,” you wanted this, “please go on.”

he took no time at all as he lifted your hips and settled them on top of his length, his width taking you by surprise. you arched your back against his chest, your breasts pushing against him flushed.

“dean keep going,” you breathed.

he started to push into slowly, starting a rhythm and a pace for the two of you. you rolled your hips onto him, eliciting a hiss from dean’s bitten lips.

the two of you had no struggle reaching your climaxes easily, both so desperate to make the other come undone. you were finally going to experience your first orgasm. no matter how many times dom had fucked you, you never got any enjoyment out of it. and your ex before that always came before you. so you were stuck in a cycle of almosts.

dean sucked along your neck and left dark marks all across the smooth expanse of skin and his thrusts became hard and rough, the sound of your skin hitting his.

“dean i’m gonna,” you yelped in surprise of the feeling that had exploded in your lower body. dean made one lay thrust and came with you, his breathes loud in your ear.

the two of you clutched each other as you caught your breath, all of your body touching the others. the city and star light lit up your glistening bodies, the glow off your incandescent skin.

“how was that?” dean mumbles into your neck, your hair muffling his words.

“it was..” you didn’t know how to describe how incredible that felt. you were overwhelmed with intense feelings, “amazing.”

he smiled at your eyes twinkling in the city light. dean got up to grab you a clean shirt to sleep in for the night, and some underwear for himself. you pulled the cosy shirt over your head, sighing contently as you looked over the city view.

he climbed in next to you and wrapped his sturdy arms around your waist, snuggling into your neck and back tightly. you giggled at his cuteness, surprised to see such a light hearted side to a mobster.

dean was unlike any other, he had a heart of gold that had been stolen and exploited. and your heart aches for him, and how misunderstood he must be.

“how did you get into this job then?” you were beating around the bush a little, you knew mobsters didn’t like their label. you turned around and rested your head in the crook of his shoulder.

“i was born into it, my dad used to be the head of our mob. but during a debt collection, he was surprise attacked and shot in the head. so i started working for them too, hoping to find my dad’s killer. i started off on routine deals and then started getting better with a gun and my fists. the new mob leader liked my dedication to the cause and so he started taking me out on collections like my dad did. i’ve been doing it ever since. but i’ve never killed. i mean i’ve fucked up a few faces here and there, but that’s it. i can’t put others through what i went through myself.”

you stayed silent and placed a kiss on his bare chest, showing your comfort in your actions. you wanted to show him how much you cared, so you snuggled even further into his side.

who knows what you were gonna do now. dean was a face from a few hours ago and he had already seen so much of you. he was your hero, whether or not he’d done his fair share of damage in the past. he may not see himself as a good guy, but you saw him as the best.

anonymous asked:

Well, a creppy boy started talking to me on the Tumblr chat saying weird shit and asked me to be his valentine out of the blue, so.. Yeah can I request RFA+V+Saeran reacting to that? A creep talking to MC and saying creppy stuff lol. Love ur blog 💕

Is he still bothering you? If he is PM me and his ass is grass
Or if you’re just in need of a fake girlfriend/boyfriend/SO also say the word I’m there y’all don’t even know how good I look in drag

Forreal tho, if someone online is ever making you feel uncomfortable don’t be afraid to get assertive or reach out for help.

Anyways

 RFA+V+Saeran react to a Creep creepin on MC

Yoosung

  • Yandere Yoosung: ACTIVATED i imagine a magical girl animation sequence whenever I say that
  • You had shown him the messages immediately because you two were playing games on an online server together when you got random, creepy PMs from GameFreak90
  • ‘hey there, I see you’re a high level. U must be pretty good with your hands
  • want 2 play a game together sometime? it doesn’t have to be online ;)
  • its almost valentines day you know. we can hang out. ‘
  • You were so uncomfortable, and it went from uncomfortable to freaked out when you asked GameFreak90 to stop messaging you and he kept going, starting to talk about all the things he’d like to do to you
  • Yoosung searched the guys name immediately and pulled up his profile
  • His hands never moved so fast
  • ‘Hey. Quit messaging MC28. She’s a good friend of mine and you’re freaking her out. -ShootingStar’
  • ‘fuck off’
  • Yoosung was not having it. He didn’t have Seven’s hacking skills, or Jumins money, or Jaehee’s wit or anything the others had
  • But what he did have was his games
  • He pulled up TeamSpeak for his LOLOL guild immediately
  • “Guys, I need backup for an emergency raid”
  • It was over in minutes
  • Yoosung’s guild had raided and completely emptied GameFreak90′s base
  • Yoosung got a string of messages immediately after
  • hey man what the fuck
  • dude give me my shit back
  • fine im sorry im sorry give me my shit please
  • dude please
  • Yoosung just turned his mic on and with one last request of his guild “Hey, can everyone here flag this guy for inappropriate behavior”
  • In about 10 mins Yoosung went to pull up GameFreak90′s profile
  • It had been deleted
  • Yoosung had the smuggest of smirks on his face
  • Until
  • “My hero” You giggled and kissed him on the cheek
  • He went from war hero Shooting Star to blushing, stuttering, Yoosung real quick

Jaehee

  • It was a slow day in the coffee shop so you were just sitting at a table playing on your phone and sipping coffee
  • Ding.
  • Huh? New message.
  • Ding ding ding
  • You had a bad feeling before even opening your Fumblr app 
  • When you did open the little social media site, you were met with a bunch of unwelcomed advances from some strange follower
  • Hey valentines is coming up and im lonely
  • r u lonely to?
  • how about u be my valentine and we can go out??
  • You grimaced and replied with a curt “I’m sorry but no thanks”
  • come on babe
  • dont b like that
  • we can have fun
  • Jaehee had noticed to look on your face and immediately popped to your side
  • “Mc is everything alright?
  • “Yeah..I’m just getting creepy messages from some guy on Fumblr.” You handed her the phone so she could read them and her nose crinkled in distaste almost instantly
  • “Well your first problem is you apologized.” 
  • “Huh?”
  • Jaehee started tapping away as she spoke “Don’t apologize for not being interested. When you apologize it makes you seem more …docile. Submissive. If these creeps think you have an ounce of shyness or even politeness in you they’ll try to exploit it.”
  • “o-oh.” You stammered, surprised by how irritated Jaehee suddenly seemed
  • “Secondly,” Her expression softened a bit with a final tap on the screen “You didn’t block him immediately” She looked to you with a smile on her face, pleased with herself for whatever she said to your Fumblr follower
  • She handed the phone back to you and a light blush fell across your cheeks. Jaehee never seemed to be the protector type but when it comes down to it
  • Baehee isn’t letting anyone bother you
  • ever

Zen

  • He’s gotten his fair share of creepy fan mail, but he understands it comes with the job
  • But when you get creepy mail from his followers
  • NO NO NO NO NO
  • You two have all the fan mail sent to a P.O. Box so fans don’t have your home address
  • One time when you went to get the batch, the two of you found a handful of letters with your name on them
  • “My fans must see us together all the time” Zen said as he handed the letters to you, a cautious look on his face. He was worried it was going to be some fangirl writing a mean letter about how she deserves Zen instead of you
  • It was much creepier
  • It was a bunch of letters from some guy 
  • ‘My sister is a big fan of Zen so I have to watch TV shows with him on them all the time. One time there was a news story about him, but you were in the picture with him…’
  • The letters go on to say how once the writer saw you with Zen he started searching you more and claimed you two would be a perfect match. He started suggesting you break up with Zen (offering for him to date his sister) and for the two of you to get together.
  • You have to literally hold Zen back so he doesnt march to the return address and beat the shit out of sender
  • “Zen it’ll be such bad press do not do not do not”
  • “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT”
  • “YES YOU DO PLS ZEN”
  • 20 mins later
  • He’s not calm, but he’s not bum rushing the door so…calm enough
  • “Let’s think of a reasonable way to handle this” You slump into a chair, exhausted from being the only thing standing between Zen and a physical assault charge
  • After a few minutes of silence
  • ..”I have an idea.”
  • Zen pulled out a pad and started scribbling. “He said his sister is a fan of me? Well I’ll make her an offer she can’t refuse.”
  • Zen ended up writing a very heartfelt note to the sister of the sender, explaining the situation and how uncomfortable you were feeling because of the brother. And if the sincerity of the letter wasn’t enough to get her to make her brother stop, the VIP pass to Zen’s next show was a good bribe. 
  • He sent it out the next morning, and a few days later you guys checked the PO box to find a letter from her apologizing profusely for her brother’s behavior and how she’d handle it. And about 10 pages of ‘thank you’s and compliments for Zen of course. 

Jumin

  • Elizabeth would only chase a laser pointer for so long, so you had a lot of free time whenever Jumin was at work
  • You were no stranger to social media sites as they were the best way to distract yourself for hours at a time until you had something entertaining to do
  • And you’ve gotten spam bots before, but never a human who was actually so forward enough to send you enough messages to make you a small novel
  • you look really nice in your profile picture
  • is that designer? man you got money to
  • you’re a rich bitch. wanna come see what its like on the other side of town?
  • You were appalled. 
  • “Leave me alone” was the best you could muster since you were in such a state of disgusted shock. 
  • The messages continued, and you ended up just blocking the guy. But even after that just looking at your phone made you a little nervous that you were going to see more messages from another douchebag
  • But nope
  • Same douchebag. Different site. 
  • why’d you block me? playing hard to get?
  • “How’d you find my profile?”
  • it’s not hard to figure it out since I saw your name on the other one ;*
  • You just blocked him again and put your phone down, resolving to entertain yourself with anything else that wasn’t social media.
  • Eventually Jumin came home, and the first thing he noticed was your phone sitting on the coffee table and a specific lack of…you.
  • He went into a panic for a moment before you stepped into the hall, freshly showered. 
  • “Oh, MC, there you are. I was worried for a second. You’re usually not far from your phone.” 
  • “Yeah..” You muttered. “Some guy just keeps bugging me”
  • What
  • What do you mean
  • What guy
  • How
  • You explain the situation to Jumin and his phone is to his ear almost immediately as he picks up yours with his free hand.
  • “Luciel? I’m cashing in on a favor….”
  • You knew immediately where this was going and you had a slight grin on your face, knowing the creep who kept messaging you wasn’t going to be bothering you or anyone else anytime soon

Seven

  • You don’t even waste time
  • The second you get the first creepy message
  • hey hot stuff
  • You hand your phone to Seven
  • He just looks down at the screen, and a devious smile spreads across his face
  • Sure he could mess with anyone he wanted, but this time he has an excuse to go all out and ruin this Creeps life.
  • Seven whips up a program in a matter of minutes, connects a USB from his computer to your phone, then texts the man back
  • Hey cutie…wanna see a picture? ;)’ and he attached a file 
  • It says the message was received and viewed, but no response was given.
  • “What’d you do?” You ask as Seven hands your phone back
  • With a big smirk on his face:
  • “Once he opens that file his phone is going to run through his chat logs and play back all his creepy messages  on a permanent loop on his screen. And if he has any wireless connection to his computer, say, cloud storage, it’s going to happen to his computer too. And every few minutes he’s going to get a picture of me dressed as a maid, because I have to deliver, you know?”
  • You give Seven a huge hug “Ugh, thank you. How will I every pay you back”
  • “You already did” He laughs
  • “Huh?”
  • “You’ll see” He winks and goes back to his computer.
  • You shrug and walk away, figuring you’d find out soon enough
  • And you did
  • The next time you opened your phone, your background was a nonstop slideshow of 707′s Greatest Crossdressing Pics
  • And all your app icons were selfies
  • And your gallery was filled with pictures of the red headed hacker
  • “SEEEEEEEVVVVVEEEEEENNNNNNNNN”

V

  • V was sitting on the couch and you were upstairs cleaning up and putzing around
  • Ding
  • V looked to see your phone light up on the table 
  • “MC, I think someone messaged you!” V yelled up the stairs
  • “Will you check it for me? It’s probably just a guest with a question about the party.” You called back 
  • “Sure.” And with that he opened your phone to find a rather crude picture  “What in the world”
  • my friend gave me ur number, thought you’d like this ;)
  • V was horrified that someone meant for you to open this 
  • ‘I dont’ He typed back.
  • awww come on. you can tell from the pic im a good looking guy and my friend says ur cute. why dont we hang out
  • No.” V glared at the number displayed at the top of the message board
  • playing hard to get? i like
  • V realized there was no reasoning with this idiot, and he thought it would be a waste of time trying to further communicate with a fool like his, so he bit down his better instinct and just sent a picture of himself glaring at the phone camera and typed “You’re talking to a man”
  • there was no reply for a moment
  • my friend said this was a girl
  • I can assure I am not a female. Your friend gave you the wrong number. Go away
  • There was no response but V was sure he could feel the embarrassment from the other side of the connection
  • With a satisfied huff he deleted the messages and number, figuring it best if you never have to worry about the situation
  • He also plans to find out which one of your friends would give your number to such a vulgar creep. 

Saeran

  • You two were watching a video on your phone when you got a sudden chat request on Kiik, a messaging app
  • Saeran cast a quizzical look at you and you return it with a shrug, signalling you had no clue
  • When you open it up theres just a bunch of weird messages
  • hey babe
  • hey
  • wanna be my valentine
  • i dont want to be lonely and i bet you dont either
  • we can keep each other company ;)
  • You didn’t even have a chance to respond before Saeran took the phone from your hand
  • Fuck off” He was holding your phone so tight you thought he was gonna snap it in half
  • wow ur not very polite
  • “I said. Fuck. Off.” Saeran let out a breath that sounded like a growl
  • come on baby dont be like that
  • You could see a fire in your friend’s eyes and you knew things were about to get bad
  • Send one more message and I’ll end your miserable existence, Scum.” 
  • “Saeran let’s just ignore it” You tried to take your phone back but he wouldn’t let go, too hyper focused on the screen. Instead he looked at you and said “He shouldn’t be talking to you this way.”
  • Ding
  • Both your eyes shot back to the screen
  • so you’ll come see me ;)
  • Whoever was on the other line had nooo clue who they were taunting
  • Saeran got up slowly, so slow it was a little creepy, when you looked at him you could see the gears running in his head
  • He walked over to his computer and started typing away, looking to the phone every now and then.
  • After about 20 minutes he finally came back to sit with you and handed your phone back.
  • “You….You good, Saeran?” You asked, surprised at how calmed he seemed.
  • He looked to you with a smile on his face and a glint in his eye. “I’m very good.”
  • You were almost worried to ask but “What’d you do?”
  • “Not much. But he’ll leave you alone soon enough.”
  • You stopped asking questions, he wouldn’t tell you the details anyways.
  • ..
  • That night you were awoken to 
  • Dingdingdingdingding
  • You fumbled around in the dark and eventually opened your phone to see messages from the Kiik app
  • Iuwefjkgl
  • ahfuoieqhwf
  • please helpfehofejijeqiue
  • …..
  • I’m very sorry for what I said to you earlier. I will never contact you again. If I do my fingers will be broken.
  • You knew immediately. 
  • Saeran what’d you do???” You sent the text
  • All you got back was “:)” 

“Hey, are you free Wednesday afternoon?” Chowder asks.

Dex checks his phone. “Yeah, man. Project time?”

“Sure thing.” Chowder enters it in his calendar. “Should I text Chad?”

Dex shrugs. “Can’t believe we have to work with a lax bro.” He imitates their professor’s voice. “Good, good. A team of athletes. No trouble scheduling.”

“Except our practices are all mornings,” Chowder says, and groans. “What is it with Bitty and Soviet morning calisthenics?”

Dex shrugs. “Don’t let him hear you say that.”

Chowder shudders. Then he nudges him. “So,” he says. “I’m not gonna pry. But–okay, stop me if I’m going too far.” Dex looks curious but not alarmed. “So I go down to start my laundry in the basement, and you were down there fixing the dryer, and so was Nursey, yeah?” Now Dex looks alarmed. “And I went back up the stairs as soon as I figured out you guys were busy.” Chowder puts giant air quotes around ‘busy.’

“Thanks,” Dex says.

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“We were in a meeting talking about just doing a higher budget version of the original and someone said “alright well, we’ll cast a guy” and I think I kinda snapped. I wasn’t planning to, honestly, it wasn’t some political move, I just kinda went “why would you assume that you’d cast me a guy”. That general assumption that a guy should be cast, like, that the video was about a hetero-normative plotline, just made me angry and made me realize how important it is to do something that people aren’t expecting. Like, I’m a bisexual woman so I’m interested in relationships with both men and women and I know how important it is to showcase that.”

20 days of Halsey - Day 2: Favourite Badlands Video: Ghost (2015)

anonymous asked:

so this guy in starbucks asked me for my number this morning. i politely (and slightly anxiously, for obvious reasons) told him that i didn't date men. his response? "Well shit dude, I'm sorry. I got a twin sister though! You're totally her type." I don't think I've laughed so hard in my life.

oh my god

Hidden || Jack Maynard

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Word Count: 1k+

Summary: Jack isn’t in a rush to introduce the boys to his girlfriend, and so they come up with a ‘masterplan’ that really just involved Joe doing all the work. 

Dedicated too: The anon who requested this, I hope you like it love xo




It was common knowledge that Jack was seeing someone. He didn’t exactly keep it a secret from the boys, often throwing on his coat midway through the day or night and muttering something about going to (Y/N)’s and simply disappearing for a good few hours before any of them would hear from him again.

Conor ended up meeting the mystery girl after just a few weeks, having walked into Jack’s apartment one day to find her stood in the kitchen in just her underwear. As far as first impressions went, he was sure he’d never forget that one.

Though even after a good few months, the rest of the buttercreams had absolutely no clue who this girl was. Her Instagram was private, as was her Twitter - and no matter how much they tried to bribe Conor into leaking information to them: the oldest Maynard was stubborn when it came to his brother’s private life.

They had a vague idea of the type of person she was, or atleast what they’d managed to piece together from the little trinkets and blurry polaroids of hers that they’d found littered around Jack’s apartment. She obviously enjoyed photography, and art, seeing as they’d found more than a few paintbrushes on the side of Jack’s sink on multiple occasions.

But when three months passed, they started to wonder whether they’d ever actually get to meet the mystery girl. It obviously wasn’t one of Jack’s main priorities, and they could tell that he wasn’t exactly pressing the issue. They were all growing more and more impatient by the second. 

The day Conor returned home with a beautiful, yet huge, henna all the way down his arm and a wide smile on his face - was the day that their resolves cracked. This girl was slowly becoming a huge part of both of the Maynards’ lives, and they wanted in on it.

So, they gathered around in Caspar’s flat one day, when Conor and Jack were both too busy to hang out; and they came up with a masterplan. First, Joe would refuse to leave Jack’s apartment and insist on sleeping there because it was too late to Uber home. If she was to turn up, he was to report back to the rest of the boys immediately.

Plan B was to have Mikey beg Jack to meet her, which wouldn’t be too suspicious seeing as they’d been friends since secondary school. But seeing as they knew how shit Mikey was at acting, they all had their toes crossed that Plan B wouldn’t have to be put into action.

As always, Joe and the rest of the boys had spent their Thursday sat in Jack’s living room watching the footy and filming a few videos whenever they could pluck up the courage to pause the game. Eventually it reached nine pm and everyone started to leave, each winking slyly at Joe as they did so.

At half past ten, Joe was the only remaining guest, and by the way he was snuggled down under the duvet on the fold out sofa, Jack could tell that he wasn’t prepared to leave anytime soon. And so, he ordered dinner for three, instead of just him and (Y/N), and acted as if nothing was going on as he slumped back onto the loveseat to watch whatever Joe had chosen to put on.

“So, mate, tell me more about this girlfriend of yours.” Joe says, his eyes moving down the room so that they were looking at Jack, who had a knowing smirk on his face but hid it well. “Is she hot?”

“Yup.” His reply was purposefully short, a bid to annoy the self-proclaimed guest - and it seemed to work perfectly, as within seconds Joe’s face was scrunched up in annoyance and he was holding himself back from glaring at the younger Maynard brother.

They sit in silence for a few minutes, until there was a knock on the door and Joe turned to look at the younger boy with a confused frown. “How the hell did the food guy get into the building?”

Jack snorts and rolls his eyes. “You’re such an idiot.” Throwing his head back, he clears his throat and lifts his arm. “It’s open babe!”

Joe’s eyes widen in shock and his head turns sharply toward Jack, who sits there with a smug smirk on his face as his girlfriend walked into his apartment with a tired sigh and shrugged off her jacket and bag; not yet realising that there was anyone but her boyfriend there. “The food guy needs you to buzz him in, I said I’d take the food but I didn’t have the order num-” she freezes when she walks into the living room and her eyes fall upon Joe, but a smile quickly grows on her face and she waves a little. “So that’s why it looked like you’d ordered so much.”

Jack nods, jumping up from the couch and kissing her on the cheek before jogging over to the intercom and buzzing the delivery guy in. Returning to his girlfriends side, Jack wraps his arm around her waist and looks down into her eyes with a smile. “Hi gorgeous.”

“Hi.” She breathes, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down for a quick kiss before lightly pushing him away and gesturing toward Joe politely. “You’re Joe, right?” The youngest Sugg nods and sits up a little. “Well, I’m (Y/N).”

He smiles back, but can’t help feel slightly nervous around the girl he’d been dying to meet for a good month. “Pretty name.”

Jack smirks and glances down at the girl under his arm, who looked up to meet his gaze strategically. “A pretty name for a pretty face.”

When there’s a knock on the door, she steps out of his arms and smiles at them both a little. “I’m gonna go get the food, why don’t you guys get some plates and shit?”

Joe nods silently and watches as she leaves the room, before turning to stare up at Jack with wide eyes, only to be met with a smug smirk and a wink. “Oh trust me, by the time tonight’s over, you’ll be as smitten as Conor is.”

anonymous asked:

Could I request when hyungwon wonho jooheon and kihyun visit you at your restaurant job and witness one of the customers trying to flirt with you?

Their reaction to a customer flirting with you at your work (Hyungwon, Wonho, Jooheon & Kihyun)

Hyungwon; He’d be lowkey jealous, he wouldn’t like that. He’d watch quietly from a far, but he wouldn’t do anything about it. Not if it got too much. If it did get a bit too much, he’d walk over to the guy once you’re gone (so he wouldn’t cause a scene and disturb your work) and he’d tell him to bug off. 

I saw you talking to that pretty waitress over there.

“.. Oh, yeah, i’m planning to ask her o-”

Don’t bother. She’s taken.

Originally posted by j00h0ney

Wonho; He wouldn’t do anything about it. He’d be a tiny bit annoyed but he’d watch from afar as he sipped his coffee. He’d actually have fun watching the scene and watching you reject the guy, he’d feel proud and happy because  you have so many guys after you and yet you’re his girl. He’d smile when you rejected the customer politely and he would send a wink your way when you two locked eyes, a smirk on his face. 

Poor guy, he thought he had a chance with you. Oh well.

Originally posted by wonhomed

Jooheon; He strikes me as the jealous type. Like, when he’s jealous, he could not sit still. He would glare at the guy that was making a move on you, and if you weren’t working he’d jump in immediately. He hated seeing other guys flirt with you and compliment you and undress you with their eyes. He’d have restless leg the whole time as he sat and watched, though he would control himself and wouldn’t do anything. After work, he’d help you put your jacket on, a frown on his face as he blabbered about that guy from before.

Why would he even think a pretty girl like you is single? That’s stupid. He was so confident, too. Tsk.

Originally posted by rrapmonstur

Kihyun; He’d be a bit jealous and feel possessive, but he’d try and ignore it and focus on something else, such as his phone.He just wouldn’t want to watch someone flirting with you, it would make his blood boil even more. When you finished working, he’d be calm about it. 

Do you always get customers like that? Just flirting with you out in the open and stuff? How do you deal with that..?

Originally posted by j00h0ney

-L♥

Karamatsu: So, if Choromatsu is your best friend… who’s your second best friend?

Osomatsu: Jyushimatsu.

Karamatsu: Oh! Uh…

Osomatsu: Third best friend, Ichimatsu. Forth, Todomatsu. Fifth, a tie between Totoko-chan and Chibita.

Karamatsu: I’m sixth?!

Osomatsu: No. Kenta is sixth.

Karamatsu: Who’s Kenta?

Osomatsu: I don’t know, some dude I met at the airport. But you’re definitely my seventh best friend.

[A random guy bumps into them.]

Guy: Oops. Pardon me.

Osomatsu: Well, that was unexpectedly polite! You know what? That guy is seventh. You’re eighth.

Karamatsu:

Osomatsu: No, wait. Iyami is eighth. You’re ninth. Oof! Barely in the top ten, Karamatsu! I’m surprised we hang out at all. But keep trying! Anything is possible.

It is truly, truly astonishing how fucked up the American school system is. I see posts about it all the time on tumblr, but I’ve sort of been desensitized to it because my parents are both public school teachers and I’ve heard my share of horror stories from them.

But when my mother calls me and tells me she physically had trouble sleeping because of how another teacher treats students she teaches, that it’s weighing her down and making her chest ache, it reminds me again that so much needs to be changed.

Why must there be the pitting of administration against students? My mother is a 5th grade writing teacher at a public elementary school. She received an ‘exceeding expectations’ regard at her latest evaluation. She is one of the most compassionate people I know, and this translates in how she treats her students, as if they are her own kids. There is a particular teacher who is known to have been verbally abusive toward students, made students cry, made them feel worthless for years now. Over and over my mom and some of her friends at work have written multiple statements against him, have had students write statements against him. And nothing is ever done about it.

Apparently two days ago, according to my mother: this teacher forced a student out into the hallway when he was annoyed with him (something he apparently does often, and something that is not allowed). When the student knocked on the door after a while, one of the female students got up to answer the door. The teacher responded with an inordinate amount of rage, smashing the overhead projector in my mom’s classroom to bits, throwing a chair across the room, and proceeding to push the girl to the ground when she tried to go to the school office and get help. My mom says this student is pretty tough and can usually handle anything that comes her way, but she was reduced to tears when she was sent back to my mom. The entire class was upset by the ordeal and have had to write out statements saying what happened. My mom is trying her best to help them to structure their sentences well because a lot of them are ESL (English as a Second Language) students who have trouble with grammar.

The worst part is, the administration was originally defending this guy, assuming the students are in the wrong or are making things up. Of course this teacher denied everything, saying the girl “fell” when in reality he pushed her. My mom is telling me on the phone now how she came home crying and upset because her students are being put through all this and no one gives a shit. There are so much politics involved that administration are walking on eggshells and were going to continue to do so. That was until my mother walked up to the assistant principal and flat-out told her that if nothing was done about this guy she would keep calling and calling and calling–the police, the school department, whoever would listen.

No one should make a child feel this way. No one should make a teacher like my mother feel this helpless. It’s unfair. Children are literally crying and no one is fucking listening.

no one else

the morning after a few too many drinks, you discover you called someone you haven’t spoken to in months, someone harry’s not too happy you contacted.

i always feel really uncomfy writing smut its just not my thing but i’m trying for you guys lmao

that said, warning: smut.

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There was a soft knock at my apartment door and my friend Julia kicked me in bed, “Get the door,” She muttered, “Pro'ly your boyfriend.”

I took my time getting out of bed and Harry knocked again. I swung the door open and barely looked at him before climbing back into bed.

"Hey,” Harry said, scanning the room full of scattered alcohol bottles all at various stages of emptiness, “Heard you had a rough night.”

“Don’t talk so loud.” I said and pulled the covers over my head. I felt the bed shift as he sat down and rubbed a hand down my back. I sighed and pulled the covers down so I could see him and he was smiling slightly at me, a bit of sympathy in his eyes. “Can you hold me for a bit?”

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anonymous asked:

College headcannons? ♡.♡

Noctis

  • Majors in Political Science and Government
  • DIdn’t really have a choice in his major.
  • Low key doesn’t want to be in college
  • He hates school
  • Why should he pay for it?
  • Well… his dad pays for it.
  • His dad is the whole reason he’s going.
  • Ugh. He doesn’t want to be here.
  • His entire dorm room is a mess
  • Whenever he has friends over to visit…
  • Well… they’re scared of potential creatures dwelling within the piles and piles of trash and dirty laundry.
  • Never studies.
  • He tries to every so often, but ends up falling asleep.
  • Face planted completely in a text book.
  • Drool dripping from his chin.
  • School isn’t for him, guys. 
  • It really isn’t.
  • Has gone to one college party.
  • Did not enjoy it.
  • He’s waaaay too introverted for this.
  • Low-key scared of college students
  • He watched someone down a whole keg of beer.
  • He was pretty sure they were going to die.
  • They didn’t.
  • Noctis is shook.
  • Lives off of chips
  • He’s too lazy to even heat up cup noodles.
  • He’s too lazy to go to the dining hall.
  • Chips for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
  • Erryday

Prompto

  • Majors in photography
  • Really really really loves college
  • There’s a big sense of freedom he had obtained that he couldn’t get in high school
  • There’s such a big campus!
  • So many photo opportunities!
  • His dorm room… is okay.
  • I wouldn’t say it’s exactly clean
  • And I wouldn’t said it’s messy.
  • Somewhere in between?
  • He just has a lot of photography equipment
  • He doesn’t have enough room to put them away properly.
  • Besides, he uses it all everyday.
  • Might as well keep them out for easy access.
  • He sometimes forgets to study.
  • He looses track of time and forgets whether he has an exam a particular day or not.
  • Every quiz is a pop quiz for Prompto.
  • Believe it or not, Prompto is a party animal at college parties.
  • I’m gonna let that sink in for second.
  • Yeah, he loves dancing.
  • And drinking.
  • He can’t hold his liquor though…
  • So… be careful around Prompto at a party where drinking is involved. 
  • He just loves being surrounded by people to chat with.
  • Alcohol gives him a self esteem boost.
  • He’s always the camera man. 
  • Morning after a party he has to delete some of the pictures that got a little bit too… hardcore. I’ll leave up the definition of hardcore to your imagination, readers. 
  • Probably has the best diet out of all the Chocobros in college.
  • He eats the healthiest food the dining hall has to offer.
  • All organic. 
  • Gotta keep that weight off and stay healthy!

Gladiolus

  • Majors in Criminal Justice
  • Really excels in his classes.
  • He’s passionate about his major so he’s going to do really well.
  • He’s in a lot of clubs and groups.
  • Most of which are related to sports.
  • He’s got a lot of friends of varying ages around campus.
  • He’s just a cool dude.
  • He really enjoys college
  • Gladio feels like he’s on top of the world, pretty much, throughout his entire college career. 
  • He’s got a full schedule
  • Like he’s constantly doing something. 
  • I don’t know how or if he sleeps. 
  • Studying takes up most of his time.
  • Good ol’ studious Gladiolus
  • Clubs and hanging out with friends takes up another portion of his time.
  • His dorm room is pretty tidy.
  • Every so often it will become filled up with dirty laundry.
  • But his messes don’t linger that long.
  • He’s got his life together. 
  • Likes to party more than Prompto
  • Duh. 
  • Has pulled many all nighters just for the sake of partying.
  • I’m pretty sure the “College kids and ramen” stereotype came from Gladio.
  • That’s all he eats.
  • I’m serious. He eats nothing else.
  • He’s got an addiction.
  • Cup noodles anonymous
  • I’m sorry

Ignis

  • Oh boy.
  • Is it possible to major in everything at once?
  • Ok. *ahem*
  • Majors in Political Science and Government
  • Minors in Culinary Arts
  • Will probably return to college after graduation just to major in something else???
  • I don’t know. Ignis… He’s just… He’s an astral okay?
  • Does he even have an opinion on college?
  • I don’t think he has enough time to form an opinion. 
  • I would think he likes college since he’s so involved. 
  • Dorm room is tidy as tidy could be.
  • His dorm is cleaner than it was before he moved in.
  • Definitely an RA.
  • No time for partying.
  • Hasn’t gone to a single party.
  • THERE IS NO TIME.
  • AHHHHHHHH
  • He’s well involved with everything at his school.
  • He was like this his entire career as a student.
  • I wouldn’t be surprised if Ignis has a full ride to college just from all the scholarships he has earned.
  • He’s a smart, talented young man.
  • I love him
  • Often forgets to eat.
  • Often forgets to sleep.
  • All nighters are a consistent thing.
  • Ebony is a must have for Ignis.
  • College is the reason he is addicted to caffeine 
  • Caffeine Anonymus
  • I’m gonna stop. 
  • All his professors love him
  • On the Dean’s List.

Hey, podcast people. Are you looking for the next audio drama to fall in love with? Are you a fan of weird but heartfelt stories? Do you have an inexplicable passion for public transit? Are you listening to Greater Boston yet? Do you like 

  • stories with unique and unusual premises?
  • audio dramas that use the medium of sound to their advantage in creative ways?
  • amazing soundtracks?
  • ghosts, maybe?
  • innovation in terms of format and storytelling that is so clever and well-crafted and fun that it fills my little writer’s heart with joy every episode?
  • mild surreality and “weird fiction”?
  • (or just regional gothic memes?)
  • Dunkin Donuts?
  • slice-of-life stories that still build a great central plot?
  • mysterious messages from tuna-eating corporate executives?
  • deep sea exploration?
  • LGBTQIA+ characters? (cranky lesbian moms! gay characters! ace characters!)
  • political intrigue?
  • human beings named “Extinction Event”?
  • ensemble casts of incredibly well-developed characters with their own unique arcs and motivations as well as complex and interesting interpersonal relationships?
  • Molasses???

Then this could be the podcast for you! You’ll laugh! You’ll cry! You’ll probably get way too attached to a dead guy’s Google Calendar! Seriously, try Greater Boston! It’s an amazing show that’s not receiving anywhere near enough love around here and it deserves more attention.