they have been having a lot of fun recently i am happy

So this is a totally useless rant, but as a skinny girl, I’m getting extra, extra tired of fat-shaming.

I work for a corsetier at a Renaissance Faire. We sell corsets. Not flimsy bullshit costume corsets; like real, durable, waist-training corsets. Today a woman came in with her boyfriend, so I helped her pick out a corset and try it on. While her boyfriend—who was decidedly enthused about the whole corset thing—sat watching me lace her in, he told me, grinning, “Of all the good jobs at the Renaissance Faire, I think you have the best.”

I shrugged in agreement. “I touch butts and reach down cleavage all day; I mean…” Because we like to be a bit rakish at the Faire, and, y’know, it’s true. Tying people into corsets pretty much invariably requires getting handsy.

The couple laughed at that, and the boyfriend said, “That’s the job I would want!” But then he chuckled again and said, offhand, “Or maybe not; while we were looking at the racks, there were some pretty big sizes on there!”

Our sizes are all done in inches, and the biggest we make is a 46. And you’d better believe our large sizes sell. For a second I wasn’t sure what to say to the guy’s comment, but I answered him casually. “We get a lot of beautiful big ladies in here.” Because we do. “We make corsets for real women, not Barbie dolls,” I added. Wasn’t trying to be smart, just kind of tossed it out there because that’s the line we like to use when people ask about larger sizes, and because, again, we do.

The boyfriend went quiet at that; I didn’t think anything of it, I just kept on lacing. A moment later, he said, a little awkwardly (but sincerely enough), “Didn’t mean to be offensive.”

I quickly smiled and brushed it off, said he wasn’t, said I was just saying. (Don’t want to make the customers uncomfortable, you know?) And that was the end of it. His comment had rubbed me the wrong way, but it wasn’t a big deal. Now, I wear a 20-inch corset. I’m a few cup sizes short of being one of the Barbie dolls. Like his girlfriend, I’m one of the “hot chicks”; he doesn’t have to worry about offending me by implying that I wouldn’t be fun to poke and pull at.

Honestly though, of all the people I fit sexy technically-undergarments to in a day, fat girls are maybe my favorite people to lace up. Because they are just so damn happy that we have stuff that fits them. They are so damn happy that the corsets we make in their sizes are all the same pretty, shiny colors and cool flower/dragon/skull/etc. prints that the smaller corsets are, not ugly beige and boring “granny” colors. They are so goddamn happy that at least one (of several on the grounds) corset shop carries things that they can wear, that they actually want to wear, and that they look fucking awesome in. This is only my second season working, and we’ve fit 60+ inch waists and double-K busts. The only people we’ve ever had to tell sorry, we don’t have anything that fits them, are twelve-year-old kids.

It’s half-wonderful, half-heartbreaking how excited those women get. Women who say with sad smiles, when we ask if they want to get fitted, “Oh, no, you don’t have anything that fits me,” and then are stunned when we’re 300% confident that yes we do, and we have options. Women who can’t stop smiling and looking at themselves in the mirror after we’ve got them laced in.

I had a lady last week whose waist I measured (cinching the tape tight, as per procedure) at 41 inches—honestly not all that big. So she picked out a 41-inch corset to try on. I could tell halfway through getting her laced that it was going to be a bit big for her, so I mentioned it and said she might do better to try a smaller size. She started crying on the spot. She was so overwhelmed; she couldn’t believe someone had just told her that a 41 was too big. She told me about how hard clothes shopping was for her, how her mother would tell her she needed an XXXL instead of an XXL, how she had recently lost weight but still couldn’t wear certain colors because they didn’t fit or she wasn’t confident enough.

She did end up getting her corset, and after I checked her out she asked if she could give me a hug, so we ended up standing there hugging each other for a minute. While we did, I told her, “Do not ever let anyone tell you any bullshit. You are gorgeous.” She said, “I have a new boyfriend and he keeps telling me that.” I told her he was right, and to just keep telling herself she’s gorgeous; it was okay if she didn’t always believe it, but to keep telling herself anyway. (That’s how I talked myself through shit when I had bad anxiety.)

We all know fat-shaming is bad. The stupidity, fatphobia, and misogyny of it has pissed me off since I first became aware of it. But working with clothing, especially as figure-hugging and precise as corsets, has given me a new perspective on it—how much it affects people and just how shitty it is. Like, what does it say that I had a grown, only average-big woman crying into my shoulder because she was so overjoyed not to be the uppermost extremity of what a manufacturer can clothe?

My job rocks and it’s really rewarding, but sometimes it highlights some of the ugliest shit about society. I’m so glad I work at a shop that’s not bullshit about body types and operates with more people in mind than just scrawny white chicks like me. The fat women I work with are a ton of fun to lace up, and they’re so much more than their size—they’re cool, they’re smart, they’re funny, they’re sweet, they’re great to talk to, and yes, they’re hot. I’m so damn done with them getting short-changed and shamed by petty fucks who refuse to make them nice clothes, who refuse to even try to work for them, who refuse to consider them pretty. This whole rant was useless and won’t get read, but I had to vent because it’s been driving me nuts.

So actually, screw you, random dude. Fat girls are the highlight of my job.

anonymous asked:

Hey! I have a kind of random question: what korean beauty products do u use?? I am really curious bc I need recommendations? Sorry; it's a weird question.

It’s a great question, don’t worry! I can understand that, I love finding something new (and if that something new fits me perfectly then I’m super happy so!)

Sweats, I have a lot of stuff though so it might be a bit long-ish…

I’ll just start with skincare because it’s always what I’m looking for first:

The Face Shop Rice water bright rich cleansing oil (from normal to dry skin). The first cleansing oil I actually tried. It’s a pleasure using it, the smell is amazing, I will definitely buy it again. Removes make-up well for me, but I’ve read people saying it has a bit of a trouble re-moving very strong make-up, but since I don’t use it I’ll give it an A+.

• I have a few foams; one from The Face Shop as well - Rice water bright cleansing foam. Smells amazing as well, I nearly finished it. I have one stored I want to try, so not yet sure if I buy it again, but I love this one too. Also I have one from Skinfood Egg white pore foam - I think I’ll buy this one. These two might be a bit drying to your skin if using without a uh..bubble maker? Not sure how that thing called in english. It dried me out, I made that thing that helps making richer foam, now I don’t have any dryness so! Skinfood will probably be great for oilier skin.

• Theeen I have The Secret key’s Milk brightening toner. Still not sure about it, I broke out a lot when I was using it, but I am not sure if it was from it or from..period, I’m sorry, Still haven’t retried it, so don’t have an opinion except that I think the smell is pretty good.

• UUH i bought a lot of creams in the search for the perfect one. I have Tony Moly Pure eco snail moisture gel (smells fantastic, used it for the face a lot, didn’t break out, nothing really changed nor for the worst nor for the better, now use it mostly on my hands); I also recently bought Mizon’s All in one Snail repair cream (because I REALLY REALLY want a few marks to fade); comparing to Tony Moly’s it does make skin very soft to the touch. But I’ve been using it for like, six days, so other than that I can’t say how effective it’s going to be. Doesn’t quite smell, pleasant to use. Depending on how it goes next, I think I’ll re-buy it. I also use Aloe Soothing Gel by Nature Republic. used it all the time before i bought Mizon’s, never broke out. for now uh.. I kind of use it after shaving. HUGE container. I wonder if I will be able to finish it before it expires. Next (GOd, there are so many) Skinfood Fresh Apple sparkling water cream. Use it before make-up. It’s supposed to keep your skin matte, I love the smell of it, nice to use. My skin is pretty normal, so I don’t know how much it actually does what it’s supposed to. I’ll try it in summer and find out:”D

• nooow MASKS. oh, my love. sweet, sweet masks. I think my AAABsolute favourite is Skinfood’s Black sugar wash off mask. A present from my friend. Basically a scrub that you let to stay on your skin after you scrubbed. Smells amazing, leaves skin suuuper soft afterwards, will definitely 100% buy it again. Theeen I have Volcanic ash pore pack by secret nature. After using it the skin seems a bit brighter, a bit softer. Nothing too outstanding, but it’s fairly pleasant overall. I wanted to try Holika Holika’s Soda Pore Cleansing Bubble mask BECAUSE O MY GOD. BUBBLES. ON. MY FACE. BUBBLES. I swear I’m a child. I WAS REALLY CURIOUS OKAY. Pretty much the same effect as with Volcanic ash pore. Probably one time fun for me. (I mean. one bottle time, ahah). Theeen I wanted to try Elizavecca’s Hell Pore Clay mask, I think it was the first mask I bought. Wasn’t painful for me, skin is pretty soft afterwards, but I don’t think it does much for my skin? Probably because I don’t quite have that much to push out. It doesn’t quite catch it. Can remove dead skincells though, I’m sure. God. IS this all? No. I recently bought Holika Holika Honey Sleeping pack (I have canola); I’m still not sure, I had quite a big zit when I went to bed with it, in the morning it was, like, much paler and didn’t feel on my skin. Was it the mask’s doing? was the zit supposed to fade away? Not yet sure, since I bought it very recently with mizon. For masks I think that’s all. Kinda sticky because of the honey, but smells nice.

• I have one emulsion by The Saem Urban Eco Harakeke. Moisturising, smells good, make-up goes smoothly on it.

• the last for skincare: Ciracle pore control blackhead off sheet. I only used it twice, and it’s quite tricky and I guess takes some used to. basically does the job of steaming the face without steam and probably works a bit better. Pushes out everything from your nose, you just have to remove it. Didn’t push out as much as I’ve seen on pictures and in reviews for me, but it does it’s job. Nose is as smooth as a jellyfish. SO SMOOTH afterwards.

FINALLY I THINK WE ARE DONE WITH SKINCARE. OH DEAR GOD, not a million of products have passed.

Nooooow up to Make-uuuup~~ 

• BB CREAMS. I swear on those. I. am. a nerd. Before I tried any bb or cc creams that are sold in our stores they never fit me ever. They always felt so greasy and dark for me. I don’t know, I had the curse of bb creams and now i think it’s finally gone. The first korean one I tried was Aritaum Full Cover. The coverage IS nice, can be a bit shiny in a certain lighting, and feels pretty heavy on the skin. I think my problem with it was mostly my dislike for powders, so it felt sticky, but I think with people who DO use powders it’s going to work better. After that I tried Holika Holika Petit BB (Moisturizing). MY LOVE STARTED. I love how it feels, in certain lighting it makes the skin seem absolutely perfect, pleasant on daylight, doesn’t fell like a mask on a skin. Has universal tone. The Last one is CC, actually, but not less amazing. I’ve been using mostly it recently, CC Color change blemish balm. This one is MAAGIC because it’s like greenish-white, and then you put it on the face, and it turns into your face and it’s MAGIC i swear I love how it feels(doesn’t) on the skin, the coverage is decent for me, Baaaarely noticeable on the skin. I’ll definitely buy holika holika and this one again.

• as for concealers I have Aritaum Full cover liquid concealer for undereye (the tube is huge for concealer, I’m not sure if I will ever finish it since it takes such a minimum for me); and Facetone Creamy Tip concealer for any spots. Good coverage, most likely I’ll buy it as well.

• I have Sweet Cotton pore cover base by Holika Holika, still not sure about it, doesn’t quite hide pores much, at least for me, but the make up does seem to stay longer with it. I’ve read the reviews for people to whom it really worked in regard of hiding pores, so! Might just be me, striving for absolute perfection.

• I have A’pieu Cheek Chok blush. Overall nice, but I think it’s a bit too pigmented for me and it seems to be a bit hard to blend. Creamy texture, but not quite as creamy as I wanted.

• last but not least… tints. Fresh cherry tint, pleasant texture, but I think I picked a bit of a wrong shade for me, though if I use it with The Saem’s Saemmul Real Tint (it’s orangish) it gives a fantastic effect. I also have the latter in dark purple. Love those tints, stay forever (especially the dark one - which is also quite hard to wash off) surprise, tint leaves a tint! :”D Love these, gotta buy again most likely. If I ever finish those, ahah.

I’ve been writing this message for so long. I’m sorry it’s huge. I’m sorry I’m a nerd when it comes to makeup and skincare. Goodbye, money, GOODBUY. ;)

anonymous asked:

I just read proposal yesterday and thought it was so sweet! I was wondering if you have any fics you could recommend? Jimin is my bias but I'm pretty open to any members with the reader. Thanks and keep up the good work! Kep jarng! 😁

Aghh thank you so much, sweetheart! I’m so glad you enjoyed Proposals and I’m really flattered that you’re asking me for recommendations! :D Okay, here’s a list of my fave fics that you should check out if you haven’t already. So you aren’t confused, the stuff in italics is the synopsis/description the writer provided and the indented bit is me being incoherent and lame as always.

Sin City (Jimin x reader) by @btssmutgaloreAfter a run of bad luck, you can go back home and admit defeat or step out of your comfort zone and look for a job at Sin City.  

Hands down the best stripper au I’ve ever read. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from this fic because you never know where stripper AUs are going to go, but holy moly am I glad I gave this a chance. You will be addicted to this fic. Jimin’s character has so much depth, but he’s such an enigma at the same time and I’m dying to know what the heck he’s thinking/what his background is. The tension is so drawn out and the sessy scenes are all so different, which is really refreshing to read and you don’t know what’s going to come next. ALSO, I feel like there’s a lot of empowerment and respect in this fic, which makes me so happy. Love love love this fic with my entire being. 

Monster (Jeongguk x reader) by @btssmutgalore: You sleep with an obnoxious fratboy who used to be your friend.

This fic is perfection. It doesn’t have a complicated plot, but it’s still so interesting to read and the smut is A++++. Jeongguk’s character has so many facets and though he has a lot of issues to sort through, I’m rooting for him and the OC so much. 

Purple Jewels (Jimin/Jeongguk x reader) by @jiminniemouse: When you fall in love with Jungkook and he isn’t there to catch you, a sudden surprise shows up to give you a little bit of help.

GENIE!JIMIN. AKLSDJFKLAASKDJFLK (I really tried not to keyboard smash but fuck I lose my shit because of how much I love this fic). Oh man, where do I even begin with this?? It’s my absolute favourite Jimin x reader fic and one of my absolute fave fics in general because it’s written so well, it’s creative, the characters are interesting, AND THE TENSIONNNN. I come so close to combusting with each part and I’m dying for more. Also Jimin’s character is so sweet and I love him so much (where can I find myself a genie Jimin???). Please please please read this!

Hiraeth (Jeongguk/Taehyung x reader) by @jungkxookA world full of dwindling hope and lost loves and yet you and Jungkook are all the other needs to feel at home. 

This is the first member x reader fic I ever read and IT IS THE BEST THING EVER. EVER. It’s a zombie apocalypse au and it’s so angsty and sometimes it feels like my heart has been punched out of my chest and it’s such a wonderful feeling even though it hurts like hell. The world is constructed so believably and there are so many well thought out details to it, so when you’re reading it feels REAL. All the characters are different and you never know what’s going to happen next. I can’t recommend reading this enough, it is freaking incredible (and the love triangle is fucking me up so bad).

Philophobia (Jimin/Jeongguk x reader) by @minsvgasex has its consequences, always; whether for better or for worse, sex always has its consequences. and the drunken rendezvous you have with your best friend is not an exception.

This is discontinued but it’s still worth reading because it’s so freaking hot and I love the plot and just??? I don’t usually read fuckboy fics because fuckboys are the bane of human existence, but this fic is amazing and the smut is awesome. Also be prepared to not know who you’re rooting for. One second I would want Jimin to win the OC’s heart and the next I wanted Jeongguk to end up with her, so brace yourself for conflicting feelings.

Company (Namjoon x reader) by @fireheart-namjoon​: Sometimes all you want is a bit of company.

OKAY before I scream about the sessy stuff in this fic, I really want to say that I fucking loved Namjoon’s characterization in this and it’s so nice to read an OC who is strong and independent. The writing style is absolutely fantastic and the thigh riding was 100000/10.

Retrograde (Jeongguk x reader) by @remembeofantasy!au

When I read this I feel the way I do on rainy, dark days when I’m reading a book and just slip away into the world on the page. The details and the way this is written are so mesmerizing and I want to know more. You’re so swept away by everything that you completely forget about the reality for a little while.

A Roadtrip (Jeongguk x reader) by @taeinmycupJungkook makes your planned roadtrip to Busan a bit messy.

Road trip fics never get old and neither does the childhood-friends-to-lovers plot either. This was a wonderful fic to indulge in and um the frick frack is pretty damn nice. Just saying.

Sutures and Stitches (Jeongguk x reader) by @hayjeon​: hitman!jeongguk and medstudent!Y/N bestfriends!au; Jeongguk always shows up to your place or hospital whenever he gets hurt because you guys are best friends and you patch him up, but he has no idea that every time you stitch up his wounds, it tears open new wounds in your own heart.

I recently read this and I am OBSESSED. I refresh the OP’s page daily just to make sure I didn’t miss an update. The writing is so detailed and Jeongguk’s character is so interesting, I just want to know what the heck happens next + how Jeongguk ended up with this kind of life.

Chrysalism (Jimin x reader) by @workofteaguk: Bookstores have always lured you in with the promise of the quiet, the serene, and, most recently, him.

THIS IS THE SWEETEST FREAKING THING AND I WISH IT WERE LONGER. It made my entire day when I read it and I was smiling the entire time. Where do I have to go to find a cute boy like this???

It’s All Fun & Games (Jeongguk x reader) by @workofteagukIn which you and Jungkook attempt to fake a relationship for revenge and end up with a lot more than either of you expected.

When will fake relationship AUs not be the best thing in existence? The answer to that is never. I don’t care how many times people write this concept, it will always be so fun to read because of the angsty feels. So if you’re as trash for this as I am, then absolutely read this.

Sounds of You (Jimin/Jeongguk x reader) by @vivacioustae​: As a young girl you dreamt of hearing the bells, the ones that signaled you had found your soulmate, the missing piece everyone was so desperate to find. After falling in love with Jimin you abandoned the search, hoping you would come to never hear the bells, preferring to continue your life with him uninterrupted. You’d soon come to learn the harshness of fate, and that it doesn’t care about your hopes, feelings, or you.

Listen, from the very first sentence of this fic, I was completely hooked. From the get go you know that it’s going to mess with your emotions, but it’s worth it. I love this concept so much and my heart is aching reading this. After reading the first part, this fic is all I could think about and my heart ached because I wanted to know what was coming next, but also wasn’t prepared for it. Love love love this.

Teamwork (Taehyung x Seokjin x reader) by @sugajpgPeculiar events occur when the two best volleyball players of your college decide to take competitiveness out of the courts.

Best threesome fic I’ve read so far. I’m just. :’’’’’)) I’m still screaming. Fml this is too good and I feel the flames of hell licking my feet but screw it. Where do I sign up for this?

Like Crazy (Jimin x reader) by @war-of-hormoan: This story is based off the film by the same name.

Because I don’t care about my well-being in any way, I started this fic and I love it so much so far. The film Like Crazy is incredible, but it feels like you’ve been punched in the gut twenty times by the end, and it made me sob… like crazy. So this fic will probably end up doing that too and as nervous as I am for that, it’s so worth it. Everything is written so vividly and the relationship between Jimin and the OC is so sweet to read. I’m really excited to see how this progresses.

Grey Area (Yoongi x reader) by @blushoseoksAnd just like that, your fate was sealed - because Min Yoongi was absolutely going to destroy you. But hell, if you weren’t going to let him, or bask happily in the flames as he did so. And sadly, at the time, you didn’t think that your thoughts would become so literal.

THIS IS SO WELL WRITTEN. SO. WELL. WRITTEN. Ohmygod, I’m in love with this writing style and THE CONCEPT IS AMAZING. The ending of part one left me feeling like I’d been kicked in the gut or something and you’re all ???? wtf is going on??? and you’re completely hooked so you binge read the rest. This fic is perfection.

Until Next Time (Jimin x reader) by @taeverieWho would have guessed that a stranger you met through an online game would quickly escalate into a cyber fuck buddy?

OK OK OK UM LET ME GATHER MY THOUGHTS HERE. First off, how can I be the OC?? Second off, HOW CAN I BE THE OC???? I wouldn’t have the balls to actually be this forward in real life but still, this just kept escalating and they didn’t even really do the hanky panky but it was still hot as fuck and 10/10 would recommend.

Not So Honest (Jeongguk x reader) by @wonhopesJungkook has got a pretty big problem, and he desperately asks you for your help. 

Hi hello yes be prepared to explode ok this was TOO good oml. I’m also a slut for sub!jeongguk because that sinful man deserves to be tortured the way he tortures us so this was a glorious find (though the roles do reverse in the end but whatever THIS WAS GREAT).

Obey (Jimin x reader) by @sugasgrowl

sub!jimin. Must I say more? I spontaneously combusted like ten times while reading this and would gladly undergo that again because it’s so nice to read fics where the roles reversed and I would give up a limb to see Jimin in such a debauched state.

All To Myself (Jimin/Yoongi x reader) by @mint-tape: “It’s hard to be a vlogger when half your subscribers care more about your hot friends than you.”
- Y/N, from her April 23, 2016 vlog titled ‘Jimin shows his stupid abs 8 times (not clickbait)’

THIS IS ONE OF THE MOST CREATIVE FICS I HAVE EVER READ IN MY LIFE. All the ‘videos’ and the ‘comments’ and just everything about this is absolute perfection. The characters are all diverse and the OC is really likeable. Just. I’m glad I found this fic, it’s so unique and all these extra goodies make the read even more fun.

The Blue Notebooks (Jimin x reader) by @inktae: time travel au

Honestly, I don’t even know what to write about this because I’m still speechless. No words can capture how beautiful the writing is (all her work is beautiful) and how well emotion is captured in this. Everything is so thought out and all these little details come together to form the bigger picture. Do yourself a favour and read this as well as all the rest of the OP’s writing. She is so freaking talented and we are all blessed to be able to read her work.

…Sorry, that got ridiculously long. @_@ For member x reader fics I tend to read Jimin/Jeongguk focused stuff, if it’s not incredibly obvious… Oops. Am I Jimin biased or jiguk biased? Anyway. I hope this list helped and I’m sorry it took so long for me to respond, I just wanted to get through some of the fics I had saved in case I wanted to recommend them. Enjoy!

sadinasaphrite  asked:

I understand you have a long list of these questions, but figured I'd get in line. I want to adopt a retired greyhound racer. What health problems do you see with them? I've also heard they are especially sensitive to anesthesia due to their low body fat. Do you have a protocol you find is particularly safe for them? The rescues have too many conflicting answers. One even claims they never should be put under anesthesia ever, even for dentals, because they "just die!" Which is ridiculous.

Anonymous said: Is it ok to request another breed? If so, greyhounds? Possibly rescue racing hounds if that specification has any problems that pet raised greyhounds dont

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Anonymous said: Hello! I was wondering if you could (or have already done) a post about greyhounds? Specifically racing-quality ones? I read something earlier that claimed they were a lot healthier than most dogs and I’m wondering if that’s true. Thanks!

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Anonymous said: Hey there! I noticed you said recently you’d like to see more ex-racing greyhounds as pets - I’m seriously considering adopting one in the future and I was wondering what health issues you see in them? I’ve heard that they can get painful corns on their feet and that you need to be careful about their temperature, but is there anything else you see that a future adopter should be watching for? Question tax: came for the the vet stories, stayed for the refreshingly sensible advice :)

Oh vetlings, I have a lot to say about Greyhounds.

I adore these dogs, and am glad to work with them, but don’t specifically condone organised greyhound racing. Most of these dogs like to run, I would have no problem with them running around a track casually for fun, but once prize-money is involved it becomes too tempting to push limits, to cheat, to cut corners, to overbreed, and this leads to poor welfare outcomes for too many dogs.

Please note the disclaimer that these posts are about the breed from a veterinary viewpoint as seen in clinical practice, i.e. the problems we are faced with. It’s not the be-all and end-all of the breed and is not to make a judgement about whether the breed is right for you. If you are asking for an opinion about these animals in a veterinary setting, that is what you will get. It’s not going to be all sunshine and cupcakes, and is not intended as a personal insult against your favorite breed. This is general advice for what is common, often with a scientific consensus but sometimes based on personal experiences, and is not a guarantee of what your dog is going to encounter in their life.

Also please note that this will be a Long Post.

Originally posted by thegypsycob

General conditions of Greyhounds

Whatever their history all greyhounds have a few things in common. Most of them struggle to sit, they tend to either stand or lie down. Their pain tolerance is interesting, walking in with a broken bone but screaming at a tiny needle prick. They like to feel someone touching their head. There are also a few conditions common to them, regardless of their lifestyle or upbringing. They are one of the very few breeds that I think it’s not an exaggeration to say you benefit from seeing a vet with experience in this breed. We have a lot to get through, so I’ll try to keep the basics fairly short.

Bloat, (Gastric Dilatation Volvulus) is more common in the big males, but can occur in any greyhound due to their deep chest. Delicate, picky eaters seem less at risk.

Greyhounds are generally very athletic, but they can and do develop Dilated Cardiomyopathy. While they have generally reached a reasonable age before developing this condition,

Pannus can affect any greyhound, and this chronic eye condition is generally made worse by UV light exposure. Once diagnosed it’s not too hard to control with medication but it is a long term condition. This is the most likely reason you would see a greyhound wearing doggy sunglasses or ‘Doggles’.

Greyhounds can also get Progressive Retinal Atrophy, which may manifest as ‘night blindness’ first, though this seems to be less common lately.

Greyhounds, perhaps surprisingly for all the raw food they seem to get when racing, have generally poor Dental Health. Despite being big dogs that are generally pretty tolerant, most of them don’t like to chew. They’re delicate chewers and won’t necessarily gnaw a bone.

Speaking of bones, these dogs get Osteosarcoma (Bone cancer) fairly readily. This cancer has a biphasic age pattern. Basically it usually occurs in dogs around 2 years of age, and dogs around 8-10 years of age. It’s all kinds of bad, every time and there’s not much else to say about it, other than the life expectancy is short. I’ve talked about it previously.

Of purely cosmetic concern, greyhounds also commonly develop pattern baldness. Typically the affected areas are the thighs and ventral neck, and there are a few possible reasons for this. It might be genetic, it might be nutritional or stress related, or it might be due to blood vessel compression under due to large muscle groups underneath the skin. This generally bothers the owners more than the dog.

Greyhounds often have thin skin, and while this doesn’t necessarily bother the dogs most of the time it certainly bothers me as the surgeon! Some of these poor dogs will seem to tear themselves open with any little scrape, so be careful of the suture materials you choose. They are prone to pressure sores with poor bandage care too.

And associated with their thin skin, some of these dogs develop “Happy Tail,” which is basically a chronic injury on the tail tip which wont heal because the blessed dog insists on wagging it against solid objects all the time, despite the pain and injury. They can’t help it. They’re too happy, hence the name of the wound. This takes creative bandaging or the occasional partial amputation to fix.

Originally posted by emiliotheexplorer

Conditions associated with Racing

Most greyhounds are reared for the race track and it’s not until later that they’re identified as being 'unsuitable’ for the track. Some greyhounds will be 'retired’ early, before they ever get to run, but many will be retired either with injuries or because they just don’t win. Greyhounds that have been retired due to injury are not necessarily lame, they may have healed well enough to do normal dog activities, just not enough to win races.

Track leg is probably the most common 'racetrack injury’ we see. It’s basically a swelling on the inside of the tibia below the knee, caused by the greyhound continually hitting its hind leg with a front leg as it runs around the track in the same direction all the time. They’re usually not painful, and generally go away when the greyhound is not restricted to always running in a very large circle.

Corns are hard thickenings in the bottom on a footpad, either secondary to trauma, foreign objects (grit) or papilomas. They start out small but grow with time, and are painful. It’s like having a stone in your shoe all the time and many greyhounds will become footsore because of it. Affected greyhounds are often reluctant to walk on harder surfaces, and anti-inflammatories doesn’t seem to make much difference. We treat them by paring them out and waiting patiently.

Grit in foot pads can cause corns, and can cause similar lameness to corns, but will show up on Xrays if you use high enough detail. These are fragments of sand or other foreign objects that have become embedded in the foot pads while running. Greyhounds are particularly lame with this injury and often don’t respond fully to anti-inflammatories. They need surgery to remove these pieces of grit, and the surgery can result in corns.

A Fractured hock, carpus or metacarpal/metatarsal might be a racing career ending injury, but not necessarily a life ending one. Depending on the extent of the fracture the greyhound may have no lameness with a walk or light run, or may end up with a completely fused joint. Generally these dogs are only retired to pet homes if they can still get themselves around pain free.

A Split Webbing is an injury to the web of skin between toes. When this skin tears it’s nearly impossible to get it to heal if both layers are torn, so the recommended technique is to split it all the way to the base of the toes and remove the webbing. This doesn’t seem to bother the dogs at all, and prevents it from re-tearing over and over again as it heals.

Maxillary Fractures are a rare injury of long-nosed dogs who are also klutzes and trip over, slamming their nose into a fence or the ground. This upwards force can fracture the upper jaw, just in front of the canine teeth. These fractures may be non displaced, causing little more than a blood nose and needing pain relief and soft food for a few weeks, or they may be loose and need wiring. They are fairly uncommon overall, but it seems to be greyhounds that get them most.

Associated with racing greyhound husbandry, Neospora infection from raw, infected beef consumption (and similar Toxoplasma from kangaroo or sheep) is more common in greyhounds due to their high prevalence of raw meat being fed. It may present as anything from back pain to blindness, and you can lose whole litters to these parasites.

There are a number of odd Assorted Sports therapy things that greyhounds might be subjected to, from particular lineaments being used, ultrasound therapy, chiropractic treatment or 'seeing the muscle men’, some of the 'treatments’ racing greyhounds are exposed to seem more like hope and witchcraft than medicine. These dogs may also have been supplemented with all sorts of things during their racing days, including iron and B12 as the most common supplements. You don’t necessarily know what a dog has or hasn’t been given in its racing days, but most will be little consequence, if any, after a few months.

Racing greyhounds are also known for a few particular metabolic weirdnesses. Exercise associated heart conditions, exercise associated epilepsy, water diabetes (like a temporary diabetes insipidus), rhabdomyolysis and acidosis are the most well known.

Anaesthesia

Now, this is an interesting difference. Greyhounds are a bit different when it comes to anaesthetics. Most vet students will easily recall that barbituate anaesthetics aren’t recommended in sighthounds due to their proportionally low body fat (and very young or very fat dogs for the same reasons), but greyhounds also seem to have a different liver metabolism that makes handling this class of drugs more difficult. Fortunately there are many other options these days.

The whole 'they die under anaesthesia’ thing is…sort of true. If you put them under anaesthetic when they’re under 24 hours off the race track then they tend to…well… die. But when these dog’s have been at rest for at least 24 hours there doesn’t seem to be a particular increase risk of death specifically.

These dogs are prone to both hypothermia and hyperthermia under anaesthetic, and in life in general.

They are prone to rapid wake ups from anaesthesia, which is not fun when you have a 30kg dog thrashing about and freaking out. For this reason higher premed doses seem to help if you’re using an alfaxalone protocol, medetomedine/butorphanol works well for sedation and we usually use xylazine/ketamine/atropine for orthopaedics. I will not be posting dose rates on this blog, but rest assured greyhounds are perfectly able to have an anaesthetic. They’ve got to get their dental disease treated somehow!

Compared to other breeds

Generally greyhounds are considered pretty healthy. They’re not free of problems, but their common problems are different to common problems in other breeds. Greyhounds have one of the lowest incidences of hip dysplasia in purebred dogs,  and rarely develop the same common structural issues we see in other breeds.

Their blood results are often a little different. A greyhound in racing condition will have a higher PCV, and a pet greyhound may keep this in their retired life. They often have a lower platelet count,  by around 20-25% or so, and may have a relatively low T4. A low T4 can be normal for a greyhound, and hypothyroidism shouldn’t be diagnosed without a TSH level.

They are, in general a little more prone to being clingy or developing separation anxiety. This is generally because most of these dogs are raised in big groups in a kennel situation, and may not get to be truly 'alone’ until they’re in a pet home. Some dogs just need a few weeks of being spoiled with TLC to adjust, some dogs need some pharmaceutical assistance for a while. Some dogs only really relax if they have a companion, but it depends on the individual.

So that is the greyhound breed from a veterinary viewpoint in a nutshell. Some of these points are brief because I only want to give you an overview, but I do recommend vet students spend some time in a greyhound practice, even if you don’t want to work with them or the racing industry, because the musculoskeletal exam of a greyhound is so much more thorough and I understood hocks and carpi much better in greyhounds than I ever did in horses.

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My self esteem has taken a huge hit since I cut off all my hair and I’m honestly so glad. I have been shattered. I got rid of something I was known for to an extent. I used my hair as a safety net. I let it define me. I relied on it a lot and I got a ton of attention for it. All the people flipping out over it telling me to grow it back just proves what a big deal it was and still is. I am forced to look at myself as a human being and decide who I am. I’m redefining myself. Some people are saying I’m being dramatic and it’s just hair or that I talk about it too much but I think it just shows how much people don’t understand. My appearance is such a huge part of my identity and it’s wrong. It’s harmful to me. I feel so much pressure to look perfect every day and if I don’t I feel like I don’t matter or I’m letting everyone down. Obviously that is so dramatic and not true at all but it’s such a weak spot for me. When people say things like “sorry you look better with long hair” or “you were prettier before” it can hurt me so bad if it’s at the wrong moment. I am so detached most of the time it really doesn’t affect me but if someone catches me in a weak moment it can get to me and bring me down. I’m tired of seeing myself for my outer shell. I’m tired of feeling scared people don’t love me anymore. As if the entire world loved me before anyway omg 🙄😑 the people who are telling me I’m not pretty anymore never loved me to begin with and I don’t want their approval or anything from them really. I need to stop caring about people who don’t know me. Everyone close to me has been SO supportive and encouraging and it’s been so fun. When I’m calm and comfortable and I look at my hair, my natural reaction is pure happiness. There is no fear, no doubt, no questions. I love my hair! If I wanna grow it out later I will but right now I do love it and want to keep it for a while. I only think about growing it out when the desire to please people starts to creep back in. Thoughts of growing it out come from a place of fear and that sucks. This entire new chapter has been about ditching fear and it genuinely has been so positive. There is the negative undercurrent of fear, yes, but it doesn’t negate the good. I want this to stop. People can and will say whatever they want but I’m doing my part to cut off all negativity. My self esteem is more important than random insensitive strangers on the internet who prefer long-haired women. There are so many accounts you can look at if you want some rapunzel chick. I can’t live for other people. Again, it’s not that they don’t love me anymore, it’s that they never did. The people that know me are so supportive because they know it’s not that big of a deal and that I am SO MUCH MORE THAN MY HAIR. But I need to remind myself of that!!!! And it’s time I show that to the world too. I have so much to share, so much I’ve created and so much that I think about and I intend to put that into the world this year. I am actually finding myself for the first time outside of my appearance. I’m seeing myself in a new light. Of course I’ve always been aware of the fact that I’m more than my looks, I consciously understand that but I can actually FEEL it now. I didn’t truly believe it before. I guess what I hope you guys can take away from this is that if people are defining you by something superficial or if YOU are, challenge that. You are more than what people say about you, what you look like, your circumstances, really anything external. You’re so much more. We have to get in touch with our value as humans, feel it, believe it, live it and SHARE it with the world. Confidence comes from knowing you are full of light and goodness and that no one can change that. I’m only sharing myself with safe people, people who know and understand me. I’m going to continue to be myself to the fullest and put myself out there but I’m no longer giving weight to what people think of my appearance. Of course it’s hard but I welcome the challenge. If I like it, that’s all that matters. My happiness is important and so is yours. So anyway I just wanted to update you guys on my life and let you know that recently I’ve been struggling with this but I’m working through it. If it seems like I’m always dealing with something, it’s because I am hahaha. That’s life when you’re in touch with your feelings, it’s not bad! It’s more challenging but WAY more fulfilling at the end of the day. I love feeling my feelings and acknowledging them and dealing with them, I didn’t always do that and my life was nowhere near as good as it is now. Overall I’m happy and very optimistic, I’m working on myself, my relationships, my music and my health and this year is already turning out to be one of the best yet, despite some bumps. Love you guys and hope this helps you understand me a little more 💜

EDIT: I wanna add on to the first thought that I’m glad my self esteem has been shattered. I wrote this in between takes while shooting a cover today and I forgot to finish that idea. I’m glad I’ve been shattered because I was building myself on a flimsy foundation. My infrastructure was so shaky and flawed, I was doing okay but I needed to be rebuilt. Those pieces of me that were clinging to other people’s opinions and approval needed to crumble so I could rebuild into a better, stronger version of myself. This is a theme in my life. Every few years, whatever pieces of me start to go in a bad direction are eventually destroyed and then I rebuild into a better version of myself haha

Suga Kenta and Kimura Tatsunari
Livedoor Interview Translation

Translation continues under the Read More.  It’s important to note the actual interview took place about a month ago, it’s just this second part is now finally published.

Q: This will be my third interview with the two of you after the re-run “View from the Top,” and “Karasuno, Revival!” 

Kenta: Whoo! [applause] Thank you each and every time!
Tatsunari: That’s right, and for this particular production…
Kenta: Whoah whoah, no, too fast! [laughs] They haven’t asked us anything yet!

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By Jonathan Heaf

The star-wrangling DJ takes Kanye’s meltdown and Bieber’s moods in his stylish stride at Luca

Is Nick Grimshaw still cool? This is, after all, precisely the reason why he was hired by the BBC in 2012 to host The Radio 1 Breakfast Show, taking over from the old, unfathomably uncool Chris Moyles. He certainly looks pretty cool as he hops from the back of a cab outside our lunch destination, all teeth and sports luxe.

Navy suede bomber, blue tailored trousers, black Vans and dark shades. He’s trendy yet clean, sort of Shoreditch via a bath, if you will; a hipster who’s made some decent wedge. The idea that authenticity (what young people think of as cool nowadays) can be upgraded for Joe Public via a little luxury befits our location, Luca, on St John Street in Clerkenwell. It’s run by the same team who run The Clove Club, a restaurant that brought sophisticated food - rather than just triple-cooked chips with aioli - to Shoreditch several years ago. This is their attempt at a posh Italian.

We begin by talking about Justin Bieber. Grimshaw and I - only school kids call him “Grimmy” - have something in common in that we both adore gossiping about famous people we’ve interviewed. Bieber, Beyoncé, Beckham, he’s done the lot. I tell him my worst interviewee by far was Christina Aguilera during her Stripped period. She was wearing so much fake tan that she left a trail of brown radioactive sludge wherever she perched. At the time, I remember thinking she resembled an enormous melted orange crayon.

“I’ve done Bieber every year since he was 14, so I’ve probably had deeper conversations with him than I’ve had with my own family,” he chuckles. Is he a terrible brat? “He used to be. But then every teenager is a dickhead, aren’t they? This year he came into the studio for a prerecord and he was monosyllabic and disinterested. I stopped the interview and asked him what the problem was. He told me he was hungover. So I got him a pint and a Nando’s. Celebrities are just dogs who need petting. Show them some love and they’ll be humping your leg before lunch.”

Speaking of which, we’ve ordered already: shaved fennel with pear salad and carpaccio of Hereford beef with oyster emulsion to start; for mains we choose pasta entrées: garganelli with pork sausage, tomato and anchovy (for him) and tiny pheasant milanese swimming in a peppery, sepia-coloured broth (for me). We drink lager and pale ale and agree the food is, although refined, broadly unexceptional.

Getting back to the gossip, I want his take on Kanye West - meltdown or precision press strategy? “Kanye might be having a nervous breakdown or he might just be really bored.” He’s bleached his hair, I say. Like with Britney Spears, extreme grooming is always a cultural cipher that indicates a celeb is one sad-face emoji short of self-immolation. “I like Kanye, or I like his music. I asked him once if he got lots of free stuff sent to him and he took it as an insult. ‘Do you think I’m cheap?’ he shouted. 'I drink champagne all day. Do you?’ No thanks, Kanye. It gives me dog breath.”

You can see why stars like Grimshaw. He’s brilliant fun, smart and utterly self-deprecating. “What I do isn’t work - it’s talking to myself in a room really early in the morning.” He doesn’t take talent, or himself, too seriously, thus he’s able to sweetly pop celebrities’ ego bubbles and talk to them like a normal person, something the swarming teams around megastars all too often are unable to do.

“I hate a kiss-ass,” he agrees. “Any celebrity that comes into the studio at 7am in the morning to be grilled by me and tells me how happy they are to be here is lying.” His realness has meant he’s been able to make friends with some of those he’s encountered along the way, Harry Styles, for one. Has he heard from Harry recently? “Sure, we texted this morning. He’s worried I won’t like his new solo record. He recorded it in Jamaica so I am praying it’s some awful white-man reggae.”

Cool? Yes, Nick Grimshaw will always be cooler than his employers -always has been, always will be. That’s why he didn’t fit in with Simon Cowell on The X Factor: “Everyone told me not to do it as it was so naff. Simon had weird energy: very Machiavellian.” So what happens when he eventually leaves The Radio 1 Breakfast Show? Where do DJs go to die? The pub? “I’m doing an internship,” he confesses proudly. “With Es Devlin, who designs huge stage sets for Adele and Beyoncé. I’ve been using a glue gun! I’ve always liked three things: music, nice shoes and good lighting. I’ve ticked two of those boxes, so why not the last?

"I’ve reached a point in my life where I know all that celebrity stuff is, ultimately, nonsense. What I need to think about is this: am I happy, am I healthy and am I being nice to my family? I guess it’s about being present.” Which is the least cool, but most honest thing Nick Grimshaw says all afternoon. GQ

Hopping out of the cabbie you breathed in London’s air. It had been a while since you last visited the city; let alone Baker Street. Surely Ms. Hudson would be surprised that you decided to visit her or be upset that you don’t see her enough. Work had taken you all over the world, but most recently the States. It was fun in New York, but you missed that dear old woman whom you grew to know as your aunt. You pushed the buzzer and waited anxiously. The door opened revealing an overly ecstatic Ms. Hudson.

“Oh Y/N love, I can’t believe you’re here! Come in, come in! I’ll put the kettle on, make you a cuppa.” 

“Thank you Aunt Louise, I’ll take it as you’re happy to see me?” You asked her laughing.

“Oh my dear love, always! I hadn’t got groceries yet. You know, I’ll do that now. Make you a nice breakfast. Up the stairs and to the left, you can see if there are any biscuits. Probably not, but worth a try.”

“No it is fine, don’t put yourself through the trouble. I had something to eat on the plane.” 

“Ohh I bet it was no good. I’ll be right back love.” Before you could intervene again, Ms. Hudson was out the door.  She was right, airplane food was never good. You thought biscuits would be great with tea, so you made your way up the stairs and into the dusty kitchen. “Never heard of a dusting rag I suppose.” You thought to yourself. You rummaged through the cabinets until you found what you were seeking.

“Here we go.” You pulled them out of the drawer and before you could place them down you heard someone walk in. “Well that was quick, I found the bis-.“ You stopped talking when you turned around. Two men were standing there stunned.

“Who exactly are you?” The smaller man asked.

“A guest visiting family. My Aunt Louise, I’m sure you know her as Ms. Hudson.”

“Ms. Hudson? She has family?” The man asked his friend who was staring intensively at you.

“Well yes.” You cut in. “She and my grandmother are friends. I grew up with Ms. Hudson as my Aunt.“ You answered looking at the two.

“How was the flight?” The taller man asked finally releasing his intense stare at you.

“It was fine, thanks for asking.” You replied proceeding to get a biscuit.

“New York was it? 6:30 flight non-stop?”

“Yup, that is right.”

“And your dog, I’m assuming you put him in a kennel while you’re away?”

She’s with some friends.” You said correcting him.

“Oh well common mistake.” He replied rolling his eyes.

“It would appear so.”

“Aren’t you at all surprised that he can do this?”

“Oh please John, no need.”

“No really Sherlock.”

“Do you guys always do this?” You asked laughing.

“Do what?” Sherlock cut in.

“Talk to each other like no one is listening?”

They both looked at one another for a second before back at you.

“To answer your question John; no I’m not. Anyone is readable if you pay attention.” You replied before grabbing your things and heading for the door.

“Then read me.” Sherlock answered. You took in a breath and turned around.

“Serious?” Instead of speaking he just raised an eyebrow. “Ok then.” You put your things down and got a quick all over glance at him.

“I see a man who is estranged from his family; someone who prefers be alone. You do visit them on holidays, like it or not. You have an older brother whom you like to compete with. You claim to not have friends, although many people consider you theirs. You may have been in love once, but it didn’t work out. Let’s not get too much into that seeing that you don’t care for it. You’re a detective, very good one at that. This could be the reason why you get on people’s nerves. Some might even say you’re a psychopath – no a high-functioning sociopath. I mean the way you guys were bickering downstairs before you came up here says so. That not cheating by the way, that’s listening. You also smoke cigarettes, which is a nasty habit might I add. Even though you don’t do it every day, it’s still bad for you… You see anyone is readable Sherlock. As long as you pay close attention, you could tell a lot about a person.” Both of the men stood there shocked with their mouths slightly open.

“I’m going to say that I was pretty accurate, yeah?” You said nodding your head.

“Y-you got that from John’s blogs didn’t you?”

“Ahhh, there it is!” You said throwing your head back.

“What?” Sherlock asked furrowing his eyebrows.

“There’s a blog; confirmation of yours and John’s relationship.”

“We’re not gay!” John said throwing his hands in the air.

“I didn’t say that. Just that there is a very strong relationship between the two of you; virtually indestructible. You guys are each other’s’ best friend, am I right?”

“You got that from me mentioning a blog? Sherlock look at you weird.

“Well you didn’t need to say that the blog was about the two of you for me to guess that. You kind of said it yourself.” You replied smiling. They were both standing there speechless when you grabbed your things once more. “It was nice meeting the two of you, really it was. Maybe we can go out for dinner, the five of us.”

“Five?…” John asked confused.

“Well you’re married and expecting aren’t you John?!” You yelled going down the stairs. When John turned to look at Sherlock, he saw him smiling.

“I like her; she actually makes very good use of her head.” Sherlock said keeping his eyes forward.

“Remember my middle name is Hamish.” John laughed quietly heading for his chair.

“I’m sorry I’m famous and you’re not. Now that everyone is coming for me, it’s not fun and I just want the hate to stop.”

Tyrese apologizes to the ladies, realizes the ladies deserve better.

My mother taught me better than this….. lesson learned in life you will learn that It’s not always “what” you say, it’s the “how” we choose to say it. For the record I’m far from a misogynist, a male chauvinist or flat out mean….. My intentions were there but my delivery fucking horrible…. And clearly all the way off…. And for that I sincerely apologize to all of the ladies… Even after this apology…. Some may likely decide to NOT forgive me…. Time and consistency heals all wounds…. Although I’ve been consistently for years speaking on these topics and some of the same words in my message, I have never experienced what I am experiencing right now. - I’ve been getting dragged and feel the heat from my poor choice of words and approach to my messages, trust me….. Please accept this as my sincere apology for my poor choice of words - Shit gets real when it goes from a social media dragging to my own wife giving me the side eye and coming at me, even she’s not happy with the way I’ve conducted myself…. it’s crazy how non-public figures can say and do some really dumb shit and it will stay amongst your family and friends or local in your hood…. When you have been an entertainer for 15+ years the whole WORLD is literally watching you grow up & learn, bump your head, make mistakes and evolve as the world watches…. This is a real lesson learned… This is not just a regular IG post for me. I want to truly say that I’m sorry, I’m not APOLOGIZING in an effort to be politically correct, I apologize as a man first for the things that I’ve recently said about choices women have the right to make, for the terms that I’ve used and the way I’ve come across. I was raised to think and feel certain ways, and I’m learning new things that combat those messages. I am not perfect or all knowing, nor am I the one to claim to be. I’ve learned things through experience which I share, and through these last couple of weeks, I’ve learned a lot through this well deserved internet dragging…… This is about a man owning up to his actions, taking responsibility, recognizing how to do better, and actually doing better. Ladies you deserve better…

Ladies do you forgive him?

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You’re best friends & roommates with Changkyun; as close as two people could be without being married or related. But one night, you overhear something that changes your relationship with him forever. Question is: Is it for the better?

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Blog 4/3/17 - The Painted Hills

This past weekend was a much-needed break. There are a lot of big changes happening in my life right now, and it felt really good to get out for a few days to clear my head and prepare for the next few weeks. 

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Title: Thanks for Being Here

Warnings: None

Author’s Note: It’s short and sweet. I believe one of the requests was for a previous game, but I didn’t get to it in a timely manner and I wanted to make sure I got this one out before too much time had passed. I also posted a Jordie Benn imagine tonight. Max Domi is up tomorrow, and it might be my favorite imagine yet…

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Your eyes instinctively fell closed, your heart sinking into your stomach. Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes, skimming the sea of disappointed fans all around you; finally settling on Auston. Standing by the bench, his hands were resting on the top of his stick, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth as the Capitals celebrated at the other end of the ice.

You had managed to make it to all of his home games during the playoffs; carefully planning your schedule and reworking your obligations back home, making the 5-hour drive from Michigan each game. The two of you had met when he was playing with the National Development Team and both of you worked hard to maintain your relationship over the past few years, despite the distance. For all the doubt there had been surrounding the Leafs at the beginning of the season, you couldn’t be happier for Auston and how far the Leafs had come, but it was still disappointing to see the boys lose.

You heard Ema sigh as her arm wrapped around your shoulders, giving you a squeeze; the two of you sporting matching frowns. Your eyes followed Auston as he made his way through the handshake line, then to center ice as the team saluted the crowd, his shoulders slumped. You and Auston’s family headed to the lower level of the arena to wait for him. Your phone buzzed moments later, slipping it out of your pocket you saw a text from Auston.

Auston: I’ll meet you back at my place? More media stuff to do than usual.

(Y/N): Okay. I love you.

Auston: Love you.

As you went to put your phone back in your pocket, you noticed Ema was quickly typing a message out on hers. Glancing up at you, she gave you a quick smile.

“I guess we’re all getting the same message?” she asked. “We’re supposed to leave and he’ll talk to us later?

“Yep, that’s the same one I got.” you sighed, just wishing you were able to give Auston a hug.

“Brian and I are taking the girls out for a late dinner. Do you want to join us?” she asked.

“I appreciate the offer but would you mind just dropping me off at Auston’s on your way?” you questioned. “I should be there when he gets back.”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

The short drive to Auston’s from the ACC felt like an eternity. You waved goodbye to his family, watching as the car drove away. Walking slowly into the building, you thanked the doorman as he held the door, making your way to the elevator, and stepping into Auston’s condo a few minutes later. You changed into your pajamas and made a cup of tea before settling the love seat on the balcony, overlooking the bright lights of the Toronto skyline, the cool spring air felt nice on your skin.

You were lost in thought a while later when the glass door slid open, Auston stepping out onto the balcony, having already changed out of his suit and into a pair of sweats and a t-shirt.

“Hey.” he mumbled, forcing a quick smile on his face before it fell, sliding the door closed behind him. “I was looking for you for like, 5 minutes. I thought my parents took you out to eat with them.” he said, walking over to you, taking a seat beside you.

“They offered, but I wanted to be here when you got home.” you said, setting your mug on the low table in front of you.

You leaned back, Auston crossing his arms in front of him before resting his head against the wall, his eyelids fluttering shut. You sat in silence for a few minutes, listening to Auston’s steady breathing. You knew he was upset about the loss, and you didn’t want to pressure him to talk about it. You scooted closer to him, his arm instantly draping around your shoulders, you cuddled into his side, his arm pulling you closer.

“I’m sorry.” he breathed, finally opening his eyes, turning his head to look down at you after a few moments. “I can’t believe you drove hours to see… that.”

“Auston, you have nothing to be sorry for.” you said, your hand resting on his chest. He looked down at you, unconvinced. “I would drive that distance to see you lose every game of the season if it meant I got to spend more time with you.”

A smiled tugged briefly at the corners of his mouth before settling into a straight line. “You’re too good to me, you know that?” he said, shaking his head sadly.

“I know this whole season has been hard on you, you’ve been more stressed than I’ve ever seen you. Is there anything I can do to help?” you asked earnestly, looking for any way to soothe your boyfriend’s worries.

“You being here is more than enough.” he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I didn’t want to lose, I’d give almost anything to still be playing, but you know, I’m just exhausted. Just sitting here with you and not having to think about opponents, systems, scoring…. It’s just what I need.” he admitted.

“Do you want to talk about the game?” you prompted.

“No.” he said flatly. “Maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, maybe never. Right now, there’s just so much shit going on in my head. I don’t even know if I was making sense to the media.” he sighed. “And then tomorrow is just another day of interviews where I’ll get to keep talking about it.” he frowned.

“Can I tell you one thing?”

“Sure.” Auston replied, reaching up to brush a strand of hair off of your face.

“I’m so proud of you, Aus. You’ve been working so hard for so long and I’m glad it’s paying off. I’m just so happy for you and I’m really proud of you.” you said.

Auston smiled the first genuine smiled he had all night. You tilted your head, your lips meeting his with a matching smile.

“Thank you for being here.”

“I’ll stay as long as you need me to.” you said, running a hand through his hair, pulling his lips back to yours.

“You mean that?” he questioned as he pulled back.

“Of course, I do.” He nodded, turning to lay on his back, resting his head on your lap, his long legs draped over the armrest. Your fingers tangled into his dark locks, massaging his scalp. He relaxed into your touch, looking up at you through his long lashes. He studied your face, thinking. You raised your eyebrow, but he gave you no hints as to what he was thinking.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, Matthews?” you laughed after a moment. He reached up, pulling one of your hands away from his head, holding it in his own over his heart.

“I know you have a lot going on at home and I’ll be heading back to Arizona in a few days. But… maybe next season you’d want to be here in Toronto with me… permanently.” You saw insecurity in his eyes, unsure of what your answer would be.

“Are you asking me to move in with you?” you smiled, your heart almost beating out of your chest.

“Yeah. I am. Then you wouldn’t have to spend so much time driving. If you wanted, I’m sure you could get a work visa; you wouldn’t have to if you didn’t want to though. I know it’s a lot to think about, but then you’d be around after all my games. And I think you’ll find I’m a lot more fun after wins. I just think—“ he babbled nervously.

You leaned down, your lips finding his to shut him up.

“That means you’ll think about it?” he asked when you leaned back a few moments later.

“Yeah. I’ll think about it.” you agreed. “I already have an answer, so make sure to give me a heads up if you change your mind.”

“I won’t.” he smiled. A shiver ran through him, goose bumps rising on his skin. “It’s cold, babe. Can we go to bed?”

“Of course, babe.” you replied as Auston sat up. “You need sleep.”

“And I need you to cuddle with me.” he said, a playful pout spreading across his lips.

“There’s nothing I’d rather do.”


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Request: Hey I absolutely love your imagines, can you do one where Y/N is comforting Auston Matthews about the most recent OT loss and just the overall stress of the playoffs. Like super fluffy and cuddly pleasee

I THINK I MADE THE CUTOFF UNLESS IM TOTALLY OUT OF IT, if that is the case go on with your wonderful selves and ignore this! But can I request an Auston Matthews imagine where you live in the U.S. (Michigan maybe?) And make it up to his last game of the playoffs and comfort him after? (Also,sorry if this has been requested!)  

WELCOME! SO WHO ARE THE BROBECKS?
My little indie rock and roll outfit from Salt Lake City.

WHERE DID YOU COME UP WITH THE NAME?
It’s a homage to an unpopular individual i knew of as a youth. Or just a homage to the unpopular in general.

I AM VERY IMPRESSED WITH YOUR BAND. I ESPECIALLY LIKE YOUR NEW SONG ’DON’T LIKE YOU ANYMORE’ IS THIS GOING TO BE ON YOUR NEXT CD?
I hope so, a lot of songs I really enjoy may not make the cut. Keep your fingers crossed.

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billboard.com
Darren Criss & Brother Chuck Talk New, 'Unapologetically Fun' Alt-Pop Project, Computer Games

Darren Criss was always destined to make a career out of music. He studied the violin from age 5 well into his teenage years, picking up other instruments along the way, while also pursuing a love for musical theater. But he credits his own musical endeavors to the environment in which he grew up – particularly his older brother, Chuck, who brought other musical interests to the table especially when they were in high school.

“Music has always been the backbone of our relationship and our household,” Darren tells Billboard. “We both had a voracious appetite for music, but I think high school is when we started playing together and being to communicate on a level that changed everything. I think the kind of music we played is probably loud garage rock, because we were just playing in the basement.”

Once they graduated, though, the Criss brothers decided to take their own paths. Darren independently released a solo EP, Human, in July 2010, just months before debuting in his breakthrough role as dreamy choir head Blaine Anderson on Fox’s hit musical dramedy Glee, while Chuck found a home in New York City and became a founding member of indie-rock fivesome Freelance Whales.

With Glee seeing its end in 2015 and Freelance Whales’ most recent album hailing from 2012, both Criss brothers were itching to do something new musically – so they thought, why not relive the days of the brotherly collaborations? And come March 8, 2017, behold, the Criss alt-pop project Computer Games.

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anonymous asked:

Being the biggest garnet fan I've ever met here... Are you satisfied about how her character has been shown in recent seasons? (Don't get me wrong, I love ruby and sapphire and I always will but I feel the personality of garnet is disappearing and it is nothing compared to what she was in the first season And now she only dedicates talk about "fusion this" "fusion that" Is something sad for me because she was my favorite characters and was one of the reasons I endure hiatus after hiatus :(

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Then why are you with her?(Draco Malfoy Request)

Pairing: Draco X Reader


Warnings: mentions of abuse, violence, and jealous reader


Prompts: (29)“For once, stop pretending you’re okay! Just talk to me!” (15)“Why do you care?” (3)“Keeping silent on this matter doesn’t magically make things any better then they were.”


Requested by: @suuny96


△ To any of you struggling with family problems and or are being abused pls. remember you are loved and that you can message me anytime. I want to help. ☺︎

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You were beaten.

Not once, not twice, but four times.

By your mother.

It had started over the summer holidays.

Your mother had been coming home late and was usually pretty cranky. She had just lost her job at the Ministry and was taking it all out on you.

She seemed to hate you the most.

She would torture you for hours before your father had arrived home and pried her off of you.

Your beautiful skin now had bruises and cuts all over.

Your dad had told you it was best to have you stay with a friend instead of having her torture you all summer.

But who would you go to?

Your only true friend was Draco Malfoy, who your dad completely disapproved of. Your father didn’t like the Malfoys that much but knowing that it was here or them, he agreed to bring you there.

You swore to your father that you wouldn’t tell any of them about your situation at home and would cover your bruises and cuts and scars at all times. You were then instructed to say that your family had gotten a new cat and it scratched at you a lot.

“But dad? What will I say if they ask why am I supposed to stay with them?”, you say just before your father gave you the floo powder.

“Tell them that me and your mother are going to visit a friend of ours for the rest of the summer.”, he grins.

You hug your father.

“I’m sorry it has to be this way sweetheart.”, he says whilst pulling you closer.

You pull away, smiling at him and get in the fireplace.

“I love you dad.”

“I love you too sweetheart. Now off you go your mother’s starting to wake.”

“MALFOY MANOR!’, and just like that you’re gone.

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You find yourself in the Manor’s sitting room and you grin to yourself.

I’m safe, you think to yourself.

Draco spots you, with Pansy on his arm.

”(Y/N)!“, he says whilst helping you out of the fireplace.

Pansy glares at you from where they were.

“What are you doing here?”, he asks whilst dusting your shoulders off.

“I have to speak to your parents.”

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You now find yourself in the Malfoy dining room, with Narcissa to your left and Pansy in front of you.

Pansy was still glaring at you, it almost looked like her eyes were going to roll out of her sockets.

You eat your lamb chops and potatoes, not looking at the pug-faced girl in front of you.

“So (Y/N), why are you here?”, Lucius asks and looks at you.

“My parents are visiting a friend, they’re gonna be there for the rest of the holiday, sir.”, you say politely.

“And they expect us to take care of you, without any warning!”, Lucius slams on the table, making the tension grow.

“I just recently heard you lost your house elf sir. I could maybe do the chores around here sir. In exchange for my lodging.”, you say, hoping you weren’t going to be kicked out.

“No dear, it’s-”, Narcissa starts but gets cut off.

“Very well then. I suppose everyone is done with their meal. (Y/N) please clean up.”, Lucius says and leaves the table.

Pansy flashes a look of triumph at you and flips her plate. Dragging Draco with her.

Draco shoots you a look of pity and goes away with her.

“Now come on dear, I’ll help you.”, Narcissi smiles helping you fix the table.

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It had been two days since your arrival at the Manor and you were tired.

So much cleaning had to be done but you were happy.

Cooking meals with Narcissa and cleaning the fountain with Draco was fun.

Everything was fun except for that pug-faced witch.

She knew you had a slight crush on Draco and she rubbed it in your face that she was his and he was hers.

So when Draco reached out to you before you went to bed you were beyond surprised.

“(Y/N), why are you here?”

“My parents-”

“Really?”, he looked at you with determined eyes.

“I’ve already told you Draco, my parents are visiting a friend for the rest of the holidays. That’s all. Now let me sleep.”, you say closing the door.

“How are you?”, he stops the door and goes in your room.

No one really had asked you that since you came here.

No wonder you felt empty.

“I’m okay.”, you say to him but more to yourself, convincing yourself almost.

“No you’re not. I’ve seen the bruises and the scars (Y/N). You can’t lie to me. Now tell me why are you here?”

“I’m telling you Draco, I’m okay. I really am.”, you say to him whilst forcing a smile, avoiding his question.

For once, stop pretending you’re okay! Just talk to me!”, Draco raises his voice.

He moves closer to you and takes your hands.

“Why do you have them? The bruises and the scars.”, he says looking into your eyes.

Why do you care?”, you take your hands away from him and start pacing around the room.

“What happened? I’m not leaving till’ you tell me.”

“I- I was beaten b-by my m-mum.”, you whisper, knowing he won’t leave until you tell him the truth.

“How? How (Y/N)?”, he takes ahold of your hands  and looks in to your eyes once more.

You don’t answer, thinking about the pain your mum had caused you.

Keeping silent on this matter doesn’t magically make things any better then they were.”, he says, clearly frustrated.

“And what are you going to do if I tell you? What’re you going to do when I tell you every little detail? You’re gonna leave aren’t you? So here, she beat me four times Draco. Threw cigarette butts on me and used her wand to torture me. There. Are you happy? Now leave just like you said you would.”, you say, not daring to look at him, with tears streaming down your face.

“I’m sorry (Y/N).”, he says and tries to move closer to you but you stop him.

“(Y/N) this is what I’m going to do. I’m not gonna leave. I’m going to help you. I’m going to care for you just like you do for me.”

“But what about Pansy?”, you say, turning around to look at him.

“She doesn’t matter right now.”

“Yes she does! One minute your with me and suddenly your with her! So, once I’m finally okay, you’re just going to leave me like a finished piece of work? That’s not how it works Draco!”

“No (Y/N) baby, I’m gonna get rid of her. I never loved her. I always loved you.”

Then why are you with her?

He looks at you for a moment without saying a word to you.

“Exactly. Now get out.”

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Pt. 2 is up frens :)))))

EXTRA CREDIT - PART 4 JAEBUM FIC

Warning: Contains slight smut

Genre: Teacher x Student

UPDATE: I was stupid and made the girl 17 so I made her 18 which is legal now because JB is 23 in this. I will fix this in my previous chapters. Please tell me any writing organization suggestions because this is my first time writing a fanfic and I barely write in school so this is really unorganized I feel. I know there are tons of grammar mistakes but I am so lazy! I am so sorry. I will try to take the time to proof read before publishing. Enjoy that hilarious picture of JB.

 Your class is going on a field trip to visit a college and guess which teacher is the chaperone! Jaebum. After the intense make out session a month ago, you began spending more time with Jaebum and getting to know him more. Even though Jaehyun was always with you guys when you went out to buy groceries or have small dates, it was better because it would prevent Jaebum or you from kissing each-others cheek or showing any signs of affection for each other in public and risking your relationship. Although you wanted those displays of affection, you didn’t want to get caught and neither did Jaebum. If you got caught, you would not be able to graduate, Jaebum would be jobless, and your faces would be on local newspapers for the scandal… none of you wanted that. For the past month, every time you went out with Jaebum or the two times you slept over at his house, you told your parents you were sleeping over at Irene’s or Wendy’s or you were hanging out with them. Sometimes, You would tell them you had a group project with Jackson to work on at the library so they would think your working on school things. But actually school was the least of your concerns because JB would help you get it done quickly so you could hang out. It probably would be better if you told Irene, Wendy, and Jackson of your new relationship so they would go along with your plan in case your parents ever found out you were lieing, but you didn’t think it was a big deal because it had only been a month and it was working just fine. Last Saturday, you, Jaebum, and Jaehyun went to the bowling alley and you went in fear of getting caught by someone in school. Jaebum told you that all the high schoolers were partying and drinking on a Saturday so they wouldn’t be at the bowling alley. That relieved you a bit because you knew he was right. Your school was known for their parties.

Because of the constant fear of getting caught in public, you guys had been spending the majority of the time on his couch and watching horror movies while eating all the possible junk food. You would both be snuggled up on the couch and twice you fell asleep on each other with the warm blankets tightly wrapped around you two. Although these moments happened and you slept over twice, you weren’t his girlfriend. He didn’t label it yet. You haven’t gotten intimate with him yet besides sweet kisses and a seldom makeout seasion when no one was around (such as Jaehyun). You weren’t sure what the relationship was. It was friendly and you guys were getting to know each other more. Nothing really changed in you and Jaebum’s relationship besides being more open with each others feelings, spending more time together, and talking about more vast subjects. He told you that you looked pretty every time you came over and you blushed each time. These new compliments made you happy. You started having more in-depth conversations with him about almost anything. You talked about your past crushes and embarrassing moments like when you accidentally went to the boys bathroom then dropped your phone in the toilet and he would laugh in your face and call you an airhead. He made fun of you but you still liked it. He would tell you his embarrassing high school stories to make you feel better. Today, Jaehyun was at his friends house and you finally had alone time with JB. He showed you his senior yearbook and his senior pic was too good to be true.

“ Well damn. You looked too good senior year. All the girls must’ve chased you”

“I mean yeah they did. I spent time with a few girls but no one was as fun as you”

You slapped his knee. “Oh come on! Stop being so cheesy”

He smiled at you and said “No really! Some of them wouldn’t even admit if they farted! At least you do!”

“Is that what you like about a girl? One that admits her farts?”

“Well no but you’re honest and I like that about you.” he said as he tucked a hair strand behind your ear.

How can he be so perfect? He can go from talking about farts and then being sweet.

“I like you.” & You quickly pecked his cheek.

“You are so fun to be with and I’ve been having a lot of fun these past few weeks.” he basically giggled and continued, “I sound so cringey and awkward”

“It’s okay I’m cringey and awkward too” you said as you set down the yearbook on the table and snuggled close to him on the couch.

“I want to sit next to you on the bus to the field trip” he whispered in your ear while his arms were wrapped around your small body.

“Sorry I told Jackson I would be sitting next to him.”

“JACKSON?! He is the biggest gossiper in the school! Your friends?”

“Yeah but I won’t tell him about us.”

“I am okay with you telling your friends as long as you trust them.”

So were you guys dating you thought to yourself
He continued talking, “Have you told your friends about how you attacked me in the teachers lounge?”

You turned bright red and internally screamed.

“I forgot that you knew about that…”

“Of course I would know! It happened to me!” JB chuckled.

“What were you thinking when if happened?” you said as you looked up at him and saw his dark brown eyes staring back at you.

“Honestly, I thought it was the best kiss of my life. I found you attractive since the beginning of the first semester but I knew I had to get those thoughts out of my head. But recently, I stopped giving a shit because when you became my babysitter I started really liking your personality as well as your pretty little face even more. I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it.”

His last line sent electricity through your body and your eyes softened when you looked at him. He is the sweetest man alive. His ex was crazy to leave him. But you were still unsure what your relationship really was with him. Did he consider you a girlfriend? He never told you.

“When I saw you, I didn’t think you were great but then you emailed me extra credit and this may sound stupid but that’s when I started finding you hot because thats when I started paying attention to you more. All the girls in our school thought you were hot before but that made me fall for you. I jus felt like you gave me extra credit randomly and I was weirded out but then I stared looking at your face more.”

JB laughed hysterically and spit a bit on your face!

“You spit on me! Quit laughing! What’s so funny?”

“Sorry! It’s just so funny! Extra credit really makes you happy and attracted to me doesn’t it?”

“No! I don’t know how to explain this properly! It probably wasn’t even the extra credit! I probably just looked at you and thought “oh he’s hot!” It was a random observation!“ You said to him while your face turned red.

"No it was the extra credit”

You gave up arguing and tickled him to make him shut up. He just laughed more and more and then his phone rang.

He got up to answer it in the kitchen and came back to the living room.

“Hey do you want to pick up Jaehyun with me?”

You nodded your head and drove with him.

“I am pooped out from laughing”

“Maybe if you stopped laughing you wouldn’t feel that way.” you said in a harsh but playful tone.

He drove seriously but he put his hand on your thigh a couple minutes in the drive and looked up at you an smiled. You were happy today.

You and JB walked up to the door and knocked and a woman opened the door.

“Hello Mr. Im! Oh Y/N! What are you doing here?”

It was Irene’s mom and then you remembered Irene saying she moved to a new house last week. How come you ended up at this new house? Why did she coincidentally have to have a younger brother who was friends with Jaehyun? Irene’s mother called Irene to come down stairs.

“Y/N is here to hang out Irene!”

Irene came down the stairs looking confused.

“Y/N? What are you doing here? You didn’t even call!” Irene said while smiling .“But it’s okay!”

You came up with a quick lie.

“Oh sorry Irene I just really needed to talk to you! Then I ran into Mr. Im. He is here to pick up his kid because he was playing with your brother right?” you said in a shaky voice

“Yeah.. Hi Mr Im I hope your having a good Wednesday. ”

After the awkward conversations and greetings, you said farewell to Mr. Im and tried to keep a distant between you and Jaehyun so he wouldn’t spill the beans that you knew each other. You quickly went to the kitchen and JB understood you wouldn’t be able to be with him for the rest of the evening. You hung out normally with Irene. Now, you finally slept over at Irene’s without lieing to your family.

“Y/N, you randomly came over. What did you need to talk to me about?”

You started sweating profusely and you looked down at the ground.

“Well you see… I trust you…”

“I trust you too Y/N.”

“This secret might freak you out…”

“YOU’RE PREGNANT?! IS IT JACKSON?! HE HAS ALWAYS LIKED YOU! I knew you guys were meant to be..”

“Ummmmmmm. I am not pregnant..I have been getting closer to Mr. Im because JB I’ve been his sons babysitter and right now we are getting to know each other. I am not sure if we are dating, but he told me he liked me.”

Irene looked like she shitted her pants.

“YOU NEVER THOUGHT HE WAS ATTRACTIVE BUT YOUR DATING HIM?! I AM SO JEALOUS! BUT I AM HAPPY YOU TOLD ME. I WON’T TELL ANYONE YOU NEED TO GRADUATE WITH ME STILL”

You laughed at her reaction but you couldn’t help but think of what she said about Jackson. You explained to her how it happened and how it’s only been a short time so far and you weren’t even sure if it would last if JB never stated you were his girlfriend.

You decided to bring up Jackson again.

“But what did you say about Jackson?”

“Oh that was a secret. But I can tell you it now. Jackson likes you and he has since 9th grade. But are you gonna tell him about JB? It would break his heart. Plus he is gossipy so who knows how he will take it.”

“I am not so sure if I should tell him. He would never try to expose me or hurt me so I don’t think he would gossip such an incident if he found out about JB and me because he has always cared for me. I have always thought of him as an older brother.”

“He is gonna hate Mr.Im”

NEXT DAY~

You sat next to Jackson but someone was very close to you on the bus.. Irene and JB sat together to keep a watch. You texted JB and told him the updates and he didn’t want Jackson to like you anymore. He wanted Jackson to move on from you. He was scarred Jackson would snatch you away.. He really has gotten to like you but he didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend yet. He wanted to ask you if you would be his girlfriend soon because he had grown very interested in you and wanted to try being in a relationship again. You were young and 18 and he wanted to be with you and see how it went. But he didn’t want to take advantage of you and ruin your high school career. He didn’t wanna be selfish and satisfy his own needs. He wasn’t even sure if you wanted to date him. But he has plans to ask you if you would be comfortable dating him.

You fell asleep on the bus but your head ended up on Jackson’s shoulder. Mr. Im was quick to notice.

“No cuddling or heads on shoulders while sleeping” he screamed across the bus and all the couples stared angrily at him.

Jackson barely had a chance to talk to you during the bus ride because you kept sleeping. He was a bit sad.

“Y/N let’s go on the college tour together!” Jackson said excitingly

JB was in a separate group from you and Jackson. He clenched his fist and got a bit jealous. But he let it go because Jackson was still your friend and you weren’t even dating him. But today you looked so pretty to JB that he got jealous of Jackson because he got to see your beautiful face.

The trip was boring and finally it was lunch time.

“Jackson I have to go to the bathroom.”

“Okay! Have fun” Jackson said and laughed loudly.

You giggled and walked towards the restroom area until you felt a hand cover your mouth and drag you to a closet. You were about to scream when you heard JB’s voice.

“It’s me”

“You scared the living day lights out of me. Where is this?”

JB turned on the lights and it was the janitors closet.

“Wow the college janitors closet! Way better than our high schools” you said sarcastically.

“Sorry I just wanted to talk” JB said as he kissed the side of your lips.

“How’s Jackson?”

“He’s good and he’s not even showing any signs of liking me. I feel like Irene doesn’t know what she is talking about”

“Good I don’t want him to steal you from me.”

“Why would I even leave you? You’re soooooo hot” you said in a mocking tone. You weren’t lieing but you wanted to tease him.

He started speaking in a serious tone, “Listen Y/N, I want you to myself. I dont want Jackson to have you. it has only been a month of me and you spending more time together but I want you, I want to dat-”

Before he could finish his sentence you grabbed him by the collar and kissed his soft lips. You have been staring at them since he dragged you to this closet. You trailed wet kisses down his neck then collar bone, and finally down his chest. This was your answer to him and you have been waiting for him to state that he wants to date you. JB was flustered and surprised. You left sweet butterfly kisses as you traveled down. This is your first time acting somewhat dirty and going a bit lower than he expected. He pulled you back up and looked into your eyes with a hungry look and tugged on your shirt and you took it off quickly, realizing what he wanted. He saw your red lacy bra and smirked. He slammed you against the closet door and started kissing your cherry Chapstick lips. He stuck his tongue inside your mouth and the sloppy sounds filled the room and he moved his lips to your neck, biting and sucking on your weak spots that you didn’t even know existed and leaving hickies. Your body was on fire. You were squeezing your legs together and you could feel your panties were getting wet and you haven’t felt this good in your entire life.

“JB.. Oh my god…” you whimpered.

“You don’t realize how much I want to be with you.” he said against your neck and you felt his hot breath against your skin.

You couldn’t believe you were getting intimate with Mr. Im and you felt bad for basically attacking his lips again, but he wanted it too. That made you feel better. He actually wanted to date you and it made you happy.

He made his way down to your boobs and unhooked your bra. He looked at them hungrily.
“You are so beautiful. I cant believe this” he whispered.
He grabbed one mound and as he was about to put your nipple in his mouth, your phone rang in your pocket. He disappointedly kissed your chest and let you take the phone call. He had a look of annoyance. You were annoyed too. Who could possibly be calling? You were just about to get it with JB in a janitors closet but someone had to ruin it.

“Hello?” you answered in an angry tone.

“Y/N where are you?” Jackson said in a fake worried tone.

But Jackson knew where you were.

Bambam texted him and said “YO I JUST SAW MR. IM AND Y/N GO INSIDE THE JANITORS CLOSET!”

“Oh I am in the bathroom! I told you right Jackie? I’ll be out soon!”

You started getting wearing you shirt but JB sadly looked at you and put his hand on your hips and lightly kissed your lips. Even though it was so light and quick it made you excited. This was the first time JB and you did something so dirty and you loved it. This was the beginning. He actually liked your personality and didn’t use you like your past boyfriends. Everything was perfect. But little did you know… Jackson just found out your little secret relationship.

PART 3!!!

Surprise I wanted to put it up now. Sorry I know it’s late a pretty lame update and it hecka sucks but #4 is about to be great. Love you guys!

Rating: PG maybe

It was impossible to sleep that night. The reveal of my art piece was approaching quickly and my nerves were catching up to me.

I got a text from my mum first thing in the morning saying she was so proud and excited to see me. I had picked out what I was going to wear weeks ago.

The black dress hug my porcelain curves, the red lipstick I boldly chose matches my red shoes and hang back.

I felt like I was going to something as significant as the Grammys. My dark hair falling in perfect ringlets as I curl it.

I arrived at the studio early, much earlier than required. I observed the blank space on the wall that would soon hold my masterpiece.

Artwork that I’ve tried to express multiple times in my teenage years but just finally was able to do.

My parents are the first to show up. They race to hug me.

I introduce them to the owner of the art gallery who I met while sketching at a coffee shop. My artwork caught his eye and he said he wanted to see more. I want to say it is because he liked my work more than the fact I was drawing a nude woman.

Many strangers show up. Already with still a half hour left until we start, there is a much bigger turnout than I expected.

The art covered walls feeling much closer together as my nervousness increases.

Calum, Ashton and Michael all show up. Michel brings a girl who I do not recognize.

“Is my art reveal the place you bring a girl on a first date?” I question as the blond wanders away to look at the other art pieces.

“Well I get major props for knowing the artist.” Michael bumps me.

I grin and look at all of them. They are all dressed up, meaning they are wearing button ups. Sure michaels is only half tucked in and calum is wearing blue jeans but it’s really the effort that counts.

“It really means a lot that you guys are here.” I smile at them.

“Aww!” Ashton squeals like a girl before hugging me.

“Have you guys heard from Luke?” I ask nonchalantly.

They shake their heads. I brush it off, I’m sure he is on his way.

When the owner starts calling for everyone to gather together I glance at the door one more, waiting for Luke to make one of his last minute entrances.

I make my way up to the front, while I was chatting with people I didn’t notice them put up my painting. It is covered by a thin cloth so no one can see it.

I glance down at my phone. There is a text from Luke:

Finally couldn’t put off taking ‘A’ out to dinner any longer. Wanna hang after?

I swear I could literally feel my heart being smashed. All of the pieces tearing through my body, desperate to find their way back together. But they were too lost.

He had forgotten and her again Arzaylea got what she wanted. On the night that was supposed to be mine.

I know if he had remembered he would have been the first person here. He would have wanted to come out to dinner with my parent and I after and he would have calmed my nerves before the show.

He wasn’t here, instead he was with her probably fighting.

I feel as I am about to cry. In front of all of these people. Everyone is looking at me, am I crying and not noticing it.

The one say I do decide to wear make up of course I would ruin it.

The owner says my name and I realized he was speaking to me.

“I’m so sorry. what?” I ask.

“Nerves seem to get the best of these young people.” He makes a joke. Many people laugh and I pull together my best smile.

“Why don’t you uncover your piece when you are ready and tell us about it.” He says.

My eyes scan the faces of the room once more. Hoping Luke remembered and snuck in without me noticing. I’m yet again let down.

The thing is I’m not even mad. I’m just so incredibly hurt, this was one of the most important nights of my life and he promised.

I slowly remove the barrier and everyone claps before pulling out their cameras. My mother has been filming since she got here.

“I want to catch my baby girls big moment.” Her words ring through my head.

“It took me a really long time to think of a name for this piece. Eventually I just went with ‘Air’.” I say. “It is painted with oil based paints. To me it represents freedom and individuality.”

My painting has a silhouette girl who is off centered next to a house. It is a pallet of colors. She is holding on to a bunch of balloons that I like to are pulling her up, wherever she wants.

The small room that recently seemed so full suddenly seems so empty. One of the only people I wanted to be here celebrating wasn’t.

I try to swallow back the tears of sadness the blur my vision. One single drop wins the battle as it slides down my cheek, the rest of its arm fallows in its quick descent down my face.

“There is a reason I wants the girl to remain identity less. Because I do think of this as a self portrait but adding something like skin color or hair color could ruin the illusion that this could be any other woman out there. Those fighting for freedom, equality.” My voice cracks as I continue to cry.

My mothers eyes mirror mine, smiling as proud and happy emotions stroll from her eyes.

“Those fighting for love. I wanted this to be a painting that could be looked at and see from so many different perspectives and points of view. See yourself in my work. I do this for the world.” I finish my speech.

The audience stars applauding and as much as I feel it’s impossible I muster up a smile.

“Wow. It is very phenomenal that this piece means this much to you. And it is only through true emotion like this do we find success and beauty in one’s art.” The owner of the gallery starts another round of applause.

I think them all, excusing myself to get some air.

On a day that is suppose to be about me I would ruin it crying over some boy. I painted the girl to be me but I don’t feel half as strong or beautiful as I want people to feel when they look at it.

I’m joined outside by Calum. I wipe my eyes and smile at him.

At least people think I’m crying for a different reason.

He pulls me in for a hug, rubbing my back.

“I’m sorry he wasn’t here today.” He says.

The waterworks start all over again. We pull away from each other i try to conceal myself but I can’t.

He already knows anyways. Everyone knows that I’m so in love with Luke. Everyone but Luke.

“I don’t know why I’m letting him get to me like his.” I rub my face, a lot of my makeup coming off with it.

“He said he would be here. It’s not right and you have every right to be upset. It’s not fair. He is supposed to be here.” Calum says.

I wonder if he knows where Luke actually is.

“Yeah well he has other obligations. Like a girlfriend who he is with right now.” I say.

The surprise etched in his face shows me he didn’t.

“He is with Arzaylea? What? 10 times out of 10 he would rather be with you.” Calum says.

“That’s not true.” I shake my head. Luke and I do have the best fun together but there is something about being in a relationship with someone. You want to be with them all the time.

That’s how I’ve always felt about Luke except we aren’t in a relationship.

“They just fight a lot. I’m scared sometimes he is unhappy but then there is days like this where he forgets about me because he is with her.” I wipe the unders of my eyes.

“I don’t think he ever stops thinking about you.” Calum says quietly. “Do you ever think the reason Luke is so unhappy with Arzaylea is because she isn’t the one he wants to be with.”

Calum seems like he is almost trying to hint something.

“What? What are you saying?” I squint at him through my tears.

“Oh my gosh. You are both so blind. He likes you, as more than a friend.” Calum rolls his eyes.

I shake my head in disbelief “Luke doesn’t think of me that way. I’m nothing more than a friend to him.” My soul breaks as I say that.

More and more these days being with Luke seems to not even be possible. Like a dream I need to give up on.

“Drunk Luke can’t keep a secret from Calum.” Calum speaks of himself which makes me laugh.

I still don’t know if I believe what he is saying.

But what if he is right. All those times I’ve caught Luke staring at me isn’t because he is spacing out. When he tries to make me laugh with horrible jokes or pays attention to me over his girlfriend.

Maybe Calum is right.

I don’t know if I have enough willpower to find out though.

PART 4 COMING SOON