this is what i imagine most of tumblr looks like when they say the same thing

So Anti’s back. Time to hyperfocus

Today’s episode of Hyperfocus is on what Anti says.

So for any of you who are extremely confused (I was too until I did some hardcore searching), Anti made his grand return in the intro for Jack’s PAX East panel. The reason you may be seeing so many phone- recorded videos is because Jack told people to record it on their phones. But… Was it Jack?

We’ll get to that in a minute.

First, let’s start with Anti’s first words, a voiceover on nothing. Did you miss me?” 

Sound familiar? Oh, yeah.

Dark said it when he came back. I’m willing to bet Anti got similar reactions. I, at least, reacted the same way for both: a little flailing, a little fangirling, and repeating, “Yes, yes I did.”

Next: 

“Look at you all just sitting there, you all thought I was gone. Not worrying about anything. You all thought I was gone, but I’ve been here this entire time, keeping an eye on things.”

Anti, like Dark, wants us to pay attention. The difference here is that while Dark feeds off our attention and needs it (see: “You just need to let me in”), Anti simply craves the attention. As soon as the spotlight was off of him, he got jealous. He lashed out, because he wants to be seen again.

And when he says “I’ve been here this entire time,” that goes along with a lot of theories centered around the idea that Anti really did get rid of Jack on Halloween, and that Anti has just been pretending this entire time. Every glitch and Anti sighting between then and now has been Jack trying to get our attention.

Anti insults us. “Look at you all just sitting there.” He makes us feel at fault. He says we should have been worried. Flashback to Halloween, when he says “This is your fault.” He blames us. 

But he’s been here the entire time, which leads me back to what I said above about Jack telling us to record with our phones. Was it Jack? My theory is, no. If Anti claims to have been here this entire time, there has not been a single moment that it has been Jack since before Halloween. 

Moreover, I think Anti wanted a record of his reappearance, but in a chaotic way. This wasn’t in a video uploaded to Jack’s channel, it was an intro to a live event. Multiple people record this on their phones and share it on Tumblr, and the entire fandom is thrown into confusion and chaos.

Yeah, I’m pretty sure it was Anti.

“You stopped paying attention. Well, I hope you’re happy. You’ve found someone new. You threw me aside. Someone to replace me.”

Again, Dark.

I wanted Dark and Anti to get along, but this right here makes me think that if they ever did meet, it would not be good.

Dark said he’d been “Pushed aside, replaced, mocked.” Most people agree that he was referring to Anti here. Anti had been getting most of the attention, and Dark was a little mad about it. But when Dark got to us, when we let him in on Valentine’s, it satiated his need for attention. He believed that he wouldn’t have to deal with Anti anymore, because he came back.

Anti, on the other hand, not only said “Betrayal, neglect, mistake,” he also said this very cryptic little phrase: “cheap imitator.” 

Most people, again, agree that after Dark came back, Anti got jealous once again. But instead of saying he’d been pushed aside, replaced, and mocked, he’d been betrayed and neglected. By us. He believes that by even looking at Dark, we’ve betrayed and neglected him. He calls Dark a mistake, and a cheap imitator. Not good.

But then this. “You’ve found someone new. You threw me aside. Someone to replace me.”

Again, the only thing I could imagine he is talking about is Dark. We turned to Dark, and Anti is not happy.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m always there, always watching. You can’t get rid of me.”

This goes back to above, where Anti says he’s always been there. Not much else to say about this, other than he’s always watching.

He sees everything we do. How we react to him, how we react to Dark. He sees every little headcanon we cook up. And he really doesn’t care what we say. Like Fall Out Boy said, “I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me.”

Here’s a big difference between Anti and Dark. Dark needs us to trust him and even like him for his plans to play out. Anti, on the other hand, just wants us to watch. He doesn’t care about controlling us, because he believes he can do anything on his own. We can’t get rid of him. When he says that, he shows that he truly doesn’t care what we think as long as we pay more attention to him than Dark.

Enjoy the show.”

The first thing that popped into my head was Mark’s Raspy Hill video, which was arguably an early Darkiplier appearance. Although it isn’t canonical or acknowledged by Mark, we all kind of understand it to be Dark. (Sidenote, even back then, before Dark had concrete characteristics, we can still see him trying to make us trust him. More on that if you want it. Hmu.) In that video, Dark says, “Enjoy your stay.”

Enjoy is the key word here. I don’t think either Dark or Anti truly meant that they want us to enjoy in the common sense of the word. They meant to pay attention, and don’t try to leave. No matter what, the show is going to be worth watching.

Edit: I’ve been reminded of Natewantstobattle’s Sister Location song “Enjoy the Show” featuring Jack and HOW COULD I FORGET. And, yeah, maybe Anti threw that little reference in there for kicks and giggles. Anti likes showing up in horror games, doesn’t he? I highly doubt that Anti was making direct reference to Dark, and it’s entirely possible that he was referencing the song “Enjoy the Show,” but at this point it’s impossible to separate Anti and Dark completely. There is undeniable interaction between the two.

~

Oh, and the sliced neck? Yeah, kind of confirms that Jack is gone. Anti has been in control since Halloween. 

And the gauges? Most likely a canonical character trait. Makes Anti edgier.

What podcasts I listen to

This is a post that most likely no one cares about since I shitpost whatever I’m into but I wanna get my thoughts about the podcasts I listen to regularly and what I feel about them. 


Welcome to Night Vale - This is the one that got me into podcasts although it scared me at first. I managed to listen to 60 episodes in almost a week so I was pretty hooked. This is about a friendly desert community where the sun is hot, the moon is beautiful and mysterious lights pass while we all pretend to sleep. It’s set in a H P Lovecraft style of world where the scariest of things are seen as the most normal of things. Things change when a beautiful stranger comes to town but you’ll fall in love instantly. Episodes come out the 1st and 15th of each month

Alice Isn’t Dead - This is done by the same company that does Night Vale and it’s a lot darker and creepier. It is about a truck driver who drives around the country trying to find her wife Alice while discovering things about the towns she goes past. A warning if you don’t deal with gore or violence very well (also spoilers) someone does get murdered in the first episode and the main character does get attacked in a later episode. This show is only done by Joseph Fink and his style is a little scary at times but it’s still good. I recommend binge listening to the first season before the second one comes out because it’s a little easier to keep up with the story that way. I prefer Night Vale over Alice but that’s just a personal opinion. Episodes will continue when the next season starts. 

Wolf 359 - This is one of my favourite podcasts I have ever listened to. Written by Gabriel Urbina, it’s about Doug Eiffel’s life on the Hephaestus Research Station as they orbit the red dwarf star Wolf 359. This a podcast you’ll want more of and you’ll want to know every single plot twist and theory. The characters are loveable and it just makes me really happy. Renee Minkowski is the station’s commander and she makes sure that her boys stay in check (mostly Eiffel). Dr. Hilbert is honestly a little creepy but you can’t hate him and HERA is my computer wife. Every storyline is great and will only keep you guessing. The website also has other cool stuff such as playlists for the characters which are on spotify and there are small little things that are fantastic. The early seasons are very lighthearted and Zach Valenti (@iamzachvalenti) voices both Doug and Hilbert and it’s just fantastic to listen to. Episodes come out every two weeks.

Limetown - Limetown is very different compared to the other podcasts. It’s a news report that follows a reporter, Lia Haddock, as she tries to find out what happened to an entire town of people that just vanished into thin air. The length of the episodes span under 10 minutes to nearly an hour. It’s interesting but Lia is kinda annoying with her methods of obtaining the information she desires but her intentions are in the right place, despite her actions getting innocent people hurt. The podcast kinda stopped in December last year so it’s real easy to listen to but you will want more which is disappointing since you want to know what happens in the next season. It takes a very realistic turn of events so who knows when the next season comes out. If you like realistic podcasts then this is the one for you 

The Bright Sessions - Another personal favourite of mine and I no joke want more right now. The only way I can describe the podcast without spoiling it is X-men go to therapy. It’s an actual pleasure to listen to and it keeps you hooked. Lauren Shippen  (@thelaurenshippen)  has created something thats actually beautiful and has created characters who are relatable in every way. Sam is a time traveller with anxiety, Caleb is a high school student who can feel others emotions, Chloe thinks she’s going insane with the voices of angels then there is a mysterious character who I shall not name. It’s defiantly worth a listen and it’s an A++ podcast. The website also has things that are unique to each person. Sam has a blog, Caleb has instagram and playlists of his own and Chloe has tumblr. This is no joke something I want to make in the future so it’s amazing to me. New episode dates will be released with the new episodes. 

King Falls AM - This is like Night Vale but less creepy and more paranormal. The main characters are Sammy “Shotgun” Stevens and Ben Arnold who host a  late night call in show. I can only imagine this like Night Vale because of the similar format but they are completely different. King Falls AM is what Night Vale would be if the town normal and unusual things aren’t normal. The characters are really loveable and I just love them so much. There are people you will love to hate and it definitely makes you feel like you are a citizen of the town which is great. It brings a sense of community to the small fandom. I want to say more but it’s very spoilery so I will say no more. It’s worth the listen to and I recommend binge listening to this one, trust me you’ll want to. New episodes come out the 1st and 15th of each month. 

EOS 10 - I’ll admit that I haven’t finished this podcast but I don’t think they’ve made new episodes since last year?????? (it was December so I wasn’t wrong). The story follows Ryan Dalias arriving on EOS 10 to check up on the doctor on the ship who has been going through his share of addiction. From what I’ve listened from this, it’s not bad but not my cup of tea. Scifi podcasts don’t work for me but I still enjoy this quite a bit. Warning if you aren’t interested in hearing people do the frick frack then there is a part of episode 3 that you’ll want to skip because it’s a little uncomfortable. The first two seasons are out and god knows when the next season will be available. 

Within the Wires - This is another one done by Night Vale presents. Within the Wires is written by Jeffrey Cranor and the story is based through a series of standard relaxation tapes where you soon realise that yours aren’t standard. The woman on the to the main character and you slowly figure out what that connection is. The tapes themselves are a little creepy but they are sort of relaxing at the same time. Season two may be different and possibly might not be relaxation tapes but that’s the exciting thing about it. I personally prefer this podcast to Alice because I can listen to this and not feel scared when I’m trying to sleep. This one just creeps me out opposed to scaring me so I stay awake. I wouldn’t listen to this before bed though. I recommend to listen to this on a really long road trip because that’s the most comfortable I felt when I heard it. New episodes will come out when the new season does. 

ars PARADOXICA - Imagine if you had accidentally created time travel and you find yourself in 1942 in the middle of the second world war. That’s what Sally Grisham does and she soon discovers that her time travel only goes back so she attempts to find a way to go back to her own time which is a little difficult with only technology from the early 40′s. I’ll be honest, I did really like this podcast when I first started it but the last 4 episodes make me question if I actually want to continue it. The latest episode makes me think that I could continue it. They do give warnings about gun violence and terrible things happening to kids which made me super uncomfortable but the warning was nice. New episodes come out the 1st of each month

The Orbiting Human Circus (of the Air) - Yet another Night Vale presents project but it’s not written by Joseph or Jeffrey. The story follows the janitor Juilen as he tries to get into the show without getting caught. The podcast is set on top of the Eiffel tower and the most magical things happen such as a bird who can recreate a whole orchestra perfectly and a machine that can make the thoughts of a cricket come to life. There are only four episodes so far but it’s pretty good so far. The janitor is my favourite and he just shares stories about his life that only make me want to get to know him better which is nice. The french accents also make me really happy. New episodes come out every other Wednesday and I high recommend it. 

Podcasts I haven’t started but are on my list

Homecoming 

Lore

The Penumbra Podcast

Return Home

Our Fair City

LifeAfter 

I wanted to make this in case anyone was interested with what I was listening to and I would like recommendations with podcasts because I’m always looking for new podcasts to listen to

My Life as a Cartoon Network Intern (and how I think you can Intern in Animation too!)

Over this past summer, I was given the amazing opportunity to be a Production Intern at Cartoon Network (I worked on Clarence; woo!)

Every once in a while I get people who either come up to me in person, or who message me on Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram etc. and ask me how I got the opportunity, and how they can intern in animation as well. Recently (Over the course of the last week or so) I’ve been asked a bunch, so I decided to create this massive master post in an attempt to get the information out to as many artists (and non-artists) as possible! 

I know a lot of people who feel like getting into the animation industry is completely impossible, (I should know, I felt the exact same way not too long ago) and I also know just how LITTLE references there actually are on finding an internship, and beyond that, the type of experiences that people who gotten the chance to intern have had. I told myself that if I got the internship, I would try to change that, and here we are! (A little late, but I really want to make this as helpful as possible)

If you all could please Reblog this to your followers I would love it! You never know who’s looking and hopefully, I can help people with my experiences! 

So to make it easier for people who don’t have the time to read all of my ramblings, AND for the sake of ease/reference; I’m going to break this post up into different sections: My Internship search My initial excitement/rejections - How I got the internship - My experience as an Intern and How Interning has helped me as an artist

My Internship search: 

Halfway through last year (My Sophomore year of college) I had decided that I would take a leap of faith and apply for some internships. I didn’t expect much of it, but my hopes were high because I thought I had at least a halfway decent portfolio, and my resume had some pretty okay animation experience on it (I’m the head of the only Animation organization on campus) and I’m majoring in animation so I had some 3D experience and 2D experience (which I’ve worked on on my own time, since it’s what I want to do) 

One of my biggest worries was the fact that I go to a state school: Southern Illinois University. The school is great, and I love it there, but I couldn’t afford art school, so I was very worried about how many opportunities there would be for me in Southern Illinois. Especially with the amount of amazing art that I see coming from people who go to schools like CalArs, Sheridan and the like. I was frustrated because I wasn’t there and felt like I would never get the opportunity to work in animation, which has been my dream since I could hold a pencil. Cartoons have changed my life, and they still do; but I was genuinely afraid that because I couldn’t afford a more art-related education, that I wouldn’t get the opportunity to tell stories like I’ve always dreamed. (But I digress) 

As I was saying: I was doing all of your standard (I want/need a job) searches to try to find something in animation: Glassdoor, Internships.com, JOBS.com; stuff like that. FUN FACT: I’ve read every single Glassdoor review for both Cartoon Network and Nickelodeon. Every Job. All of them.

Some internships are a lot easier to find: Nickelodeon, Disney, Titmouse

While some are WAAAAAY more elusive: Cartoon Network… 

This narrowed my search down from a bunch of animation studios.. to a handful. My candidates were: Nickelodeon, Dreamworks and Titmouse. (All wonderful animation studios!) Now here’s where it gets interesting:

 My initial excitement/Rejections:

I didn’t hear back from any of them! NOT ONE. Which I learned after a very long, VERY stressful waiting period. (At this time it was early to mid April) Now; I knew that I was really too young to be applying for the internships, (I’m young for my grade so I was 19 at the time) And I knew that all of these internships specified that they wanted a Junior or above, but I figured since the year was almost over and I had good grades that MAYBE, they would let me slide. But I had no real experience working in animation, and although my hopes were high, they were also reeeeeeeal low. 

After waiting for the few weeks that I did, and not hearing a peep, I was dejected, frustrated, and I felt like there was no hope for me… Which leads us to…

HOW I GOT THE INTERNSHIP: 

When it comes to how I actually GOT the job: The answer I want to give you guys is that it was complete luck, and that by a series of random occurrences, somehow I was offered the position…. BUT, that’s only half true. Honestly, I worked really hard on making sure that I had as good a résumé as I possibly could: 

By that, I mean that I’ve worked really hard in school to get good grades/dean’s list/honors program, etc.; and I also started an animation organization on campus. (There’s a major, but there was a huge lack of enthusiasm and community within the program at SIU so I wanted to help to bring other artists and myself closer, and make great art while we’re at it) 

On top of that, I wrote (what I think was) a really good cover letter. But… Even with all three of those things, I don’t know if I would have gotten the position if it wasn’t for the internship coordinator at my school. I go to Southern Illinois University, and she pointed me in the direction of the Cartoon Network internship. (The Turner website isn’t like Nickelodeon, they only post internships when there’s a position to be filled)

LUCKILY for me, the Producer of Clarence (The wonderful Keith Mack) is an alum from SIU, so he connected with the internship coordinator (bless her heart) and I learned exactly when the position opened up. My resume and things got sent straight to him. I got a Skype interview a couple of weeks later, and I got accepted the day of the interview!

So I mean… Looking back, it was half luck, half hard work. 

It’s not like the grades and stuff really matter outside of college; Grades are just arbitrary letters, after all. But, I say that to say that I’ve tried to work hard in college even though I’m not at an art school, and that if you’re focused, it doesn’t really matter WHAT you’re good at; but how hard you work and the type of person you are. You can never go to college but be an amazing artist and an amazing person, and if you meet that ONE right person, or if you’re at that ONE correct place at the correct time; amazing things can happen; and I FIRMLY believe that. 

While I was at CN I was talking to someone (I don’t know if it’s best to call her out by name?..) But anyway she was telling me about how some of the artists are found at CN and she told me that Tumblr, YES TUMBLR. Is a HUUUUUUUUGE factor in the hiring of some people! So if you can… POST POST POST! Putting your art out there is the absolute best way to get seen. You NEVER know who’s looking at your artwork, and this website is an amazing platform for sharing, and learning about art. (And as a shameless plug: The blog Artists-Everyday is actually meant for just that ;) check it ouuuuut)

But moving forward; let’s talk about: 

THE INTERVIEW:

The interview to be an intern at CN was both really intimidating, and really comfortable at the same time. I love animation pretty much more than anything, so the idea that a single interview could determine whether or not I got a life-changing opportunity was pretty much one of the most daunting things that I could think of. The fact that I was in southern Illinois RIGHT at the time that I would have had to interview really didn’t help either… It was really scary to me, because it meant that I wasn’t going to be able to interview in person. It was a Skype interview, (a group one at that) and it was my first time ever interviewing for a position online. 

Once I got past all of the initial fear, the interview was smooth sailing. They had already seen my resume and cover letter; so we really just spent a lot of time talking about casual things: my favorite animated movie, what my favorite episode of Clarence was, etc. It wasn’t like your usual interview where they ask “why would we hire you” or “what is your greatest weakness” and I really appreciated that. They weren’t robots, they weren’t the ANIMATION GODS like I was imagining in my head – they were actual people, who happen to love animation, and the interview reflected that. 

I learned that I had gotten the position the day that I interviewed, and I’m SO GLAD I didn’t have to wait any more days, because at that point I was on fire on the inside. II don’t know what the hiring process was like for interns on different shows, so don’t take my word for how long it’ll take if you make it this far) 


MY EXPERIENCE AS AN INTERN/HOW IT’S HELPED ME AS AN ARTIST:

There is no one word to describe how amazing it is to work at Cartoon Network. A lot of CN stuff is “hush hush” high security, and they don’t allow you to take pictures of the inside of the buildings - So I’m not going to say much, other than: It’s magic. Pure magic. But I will say one thing: Free food. AT ALL TIMES. EVERY DAY. 

Working there is one of the most creatively satisfying things I’ve ever done in my life. The people, the atmosphere… it was all so inspiring. I’ve learned more in those past three months than I have in the last two years, and It’s all because I was surrounded by so many people who are better than me. People, who I might add, are some of the greatest, nicest, and most helpful people I’ve met in a long time. Plus, Cartoon Network really goes out on a limb to take care of their employees. 

I got to sit in on voice actors doing their recordings, I got to see storyboard pitches, I got to see animatics and assets for episodes that were unaired, and it was all being created right in front of me by such PASSIONATE people. 

I EVEN GOT TO MEET TOM KENNY. He remembered my name… 

As a production intern you get to see the logistic side of things: and you really grow to appreciate Production and that side of the industry, because without the production team, there would be no show! Even though I want to be a storyboard artist, I now know more about the industry and Cartoon Network as a whole, and it makes me feel much more connected to the shows that I watch on television.

One of the other biggest things about the program is the fact that I got to take storyboard/character design tests for practice, and I got the chance to pitch a show to the studio, in front of the Clarence Crew and even some really important executives! which was an AMAZING opportunity that I learned a TON from. I got amazing feedback, and I had to push myself harder than I’ve ever pushed myself before. Mentally, artistically, and personally. 


IN CONCLUSION

It’s possible. Being an intern at an animation studio is possible. Getting a job in animation is possible. Making friends in animation, and actually feeling like you belong to something you’ve dreamed about since you were a child is POSSIBLE. It doesn’t matter where you go to school, it doesn’t matter if you’re afraid, and it doesn’t matter what you look like. People are drawn to people who are genuine; and if you love animation, or production, or storyboarding or character design, and you work hard and try to really open yourself up artistically; you CAN do it. Take it from the 20 year old black guy who loves anime, video games and cartoons. You can do it. 


I don’t know how many people will see this or how helpful it actually is; but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE feel free to share this info with your followers, and on top of that if you guys EVER have any questions about my experiences or need me to clarify anything for ANY reason you’re absolutely welcome to contact me! 

I know how many people would love to intern, and I know (from experience) how DREADFUL It is to find conducive information about how the process works and how YOU can get an internship. 

Hope you guys stuck with this post till the end, and like I said if you ever have any more questions, (hell, or if you even want to share YOUR art with me… I’m always open!) 

TL;DR:                  This Gif Sums it Up 

-Sean 

Masterlist // 1

This is a masterlist for BTS!

Here are the other masterlist:

EXO, Seventeen

SHINee, GOT7, iKON

VIXX, WINNER, NCT, Jay Park, SuJu, BigBang

BTS:

Texts:

-When you’re best friends with them and they have a crush on you

-When you ask them to buy you pads

-When you’re fangirling over someone else

-When you had a bad day and they cheer you up

-When they’re on tour and they miss you

-Other boys tease you for having a crush on Yoongi

-Other boys tease you for having a crush on Taehyung

-Other boys tease you for having a crush on Hobi

-Other boys tease you for having a crush on Jungkook

-Random late night conversations

-They accidentally text you something dirty

-You surprise them after their concert

-Others telling you that Yoongi likes you

-You’re sending him photos of the wedding dresses you tried (Jimin)

-Lost stars (Jungkook) -part 2 -part 3 -part 4 -part 5

-Others teasing Yoongi about Woozi and him looking the same

-1000 days with BTS

-When you’re wearing their shirt

-Alien!Jungkook figuring out how texting works

-Alien!Jungkook introduced to games

-Alien!Jungkook and his love for Avengers

-Alien!Jungkook getting dating advice from k-dramas

-Alien!Jungkook trying to convince you to break up with your boyfriend who’s not paying attention to you while he also has feeling for you

-Alien!Jungkook and Halloween

-Alien!Jungkook wants you to visit his planet and live with him there one day

-Alien!Jungkook unknowingly getting jealous of your plushie

-Alien!Jungkook wants to sleep over at your place

-Alien!Jungkook questioning your relationship

-They find your old tumblr

-They have a crush on a trainee who refuses to call them oppa

-When you’re fangirling over Yoongi’s mixtape and he gets a little bit jealous that you didn’t act that way when his was released (Rap Monster)

-Time traveller!Tae and an emergency

-Texting each other while he’s at practice and annoying Yoongi with your constant love confessions (J-Hope)

-“You can’t drive if you’re tired! I’ll come and get you! // Yoongi

-They found your song covers on YouTube

-They think you’re ignoring them but you just fell asleep (Maknae line)

-When you want to shower together

-When you’re sleeping over at the dorms

-Everyday couple text

Scenarios:

-Christmas Miracle ( Yoongi fluff)

-Truth or Dare (Jimin)

-Midnight kiss (Namjoon)

-Blurry Morning (Namjoon)

-Not rebellious, just in love (Taehyung)

Imagines:

-What dating Taehyung would be like

-What dating Jimin would be like

-What dating Namjoon would be like

-What dating Yoongi would be like

-What dating Jin would be like

-Married life with Yoongi

-Married life with Jungkook

-Jungkook as a Hogwarts student

-Little things Hoseok does to make you happy

-Little things Yoongi does that make you happy

-Shopping for baby things with Jungkook

-How would Jungkook confess

-Hogwarts AU

Snaps:

-Jimin being excited for the first date with a girl he’s been crushing on

Reactions:

-Reaction to you wearing a small top with a big cleavage and all the other guys staring at you

-Reaction to you sending them a hot pic of you while he’s with the other members

-Reaction to their adopted sister not feeling well because she’s stressed

-Reaction to finding you cooking for them while singing/rapping on your native language

-Reaction to you saying sleep talking and saying “I love you” for the first time

-Reaction to their crush touching their neck/back/legs with their cold hands/feet

-Reaction to seeing you cry because of iKON’s ‘Apology’ after a fight

-Reaction to you having an extremely handsome bestfriend and them becoming jealous and insecure

-Reaction to your guy friend who is in love with you asking if he can still be friends with you

-Reaction to you staring at their hands for a while and then suddenly starting to play with them

Conversation reactions:

-Reaction to you kissing him for the first time without a warning (Yoongi)

-Members’ reaction to finding out that maknae told you that one of the hyungs (Namjoon) likes you

-Reaction to you talking on the phone with a guy friend and ignoring him (Taehyung)

-Reaction to you not coming home after you two had a fight (Rap Monster)

-Reaction to going shopping with him and ending up at a lingerie store (Rap Monster)

-Reaction to finding out you like having debated and philosophical discussions (Rap Monster)

-Other:

-Who’s the most jealous/overprotective?

-Who would say “I love you” to their girlfirends first?

-Who would prefer “the best friend” girlfriend type

-Who would be most excited if you surprise him on Valentine’s Day

Outfit imagines:

-Movie night with Jin

-Coffee date with Namjoon

anonymous asked:

I've never read any type of fan fiction , soo can you recommend me good slow burn camren fics? Thanks love your blog girly

Lauren never planned on living in the house she lived in. She never planned on working the job she worked. She never planned on befriending a strange girl named Camila, either. Lauren never planned a lot of things.Thanks sweets 😘

Chances (one of my favs)

Camila and Lauren both share a room in college, but that’s about the only thing they have in common. At least that’s what they assume. From the start, they haven’t been able to get along with each other, seeing as they’re pretty incompatible and they pick fights over everything. But little do they know that they’re each other’s closest friends on Tumblr. They message each other constantly and along the way, feelings developed. What happens when they soon realize on a bold decision to meet on a blind date that the person who they want nothing to do with is the same person they think about right before they go to sleep?

Lifeboat Lighthouse (favs)

Camila’s entire life had been mapped out for her since she was child, she would go to college, study business and then eventually take over her father’s company. It was a life she never wanted but had no say in at all. But when the privileged daughter of a multimillionaire meets Lauren, a waitress on the luxury cruise ship where she’ll be spending the summer, her world and everything she knows is turned upside down. Camila is about to learn the hard way that just like the ocean that she sails on, life can be unpredictable. Like the turning tides, everything can change in an instant.

Walk a Mile (favs)

Look with your eyes. Judge with your soul. First impressions almost always suck. They can be spot on or way off, depending on how open and receptive you are to the other person. When you make preconceived notions about people, learning to tolerate them can be a little difficult. What if you have to live with them? That’s the situation Camila and Lauren have been put in. As typical and cliche as it may be, two totally different worlds collide. However this time, neither of them know whether they’ll mould or combust.

Yours Truly 

Lauren and Camila know a lot about each other, except for, well, their names. They’ve been writing anonymous, handwritten letters to each other for an English assignment for a couple months now and during that time, Lauren’s developed a genuine interest for a girl whose handwriting resembles a child’s first attempt at using a pencil. But she couldn’t be more charmed by it. What happens when Lauren unexpectedly finds out that the shy girl in her class who she doesn’t know a single thing about has the exact same handwriting as in the letters she anticipates reading every single day?

Through Her Eyes

Lauren never planned on living in the house she lived in. She never planned on working the job she worked. She never planned on befriending a strange girl named Camila, either. Lauren never planned a lot of things.

Reasons to go, reasons to stay

“And I wonder how many polar opposites we have brought together by falling in love. Inside you could have been the match that started the fire and burned down an entire house, and inside of me may live the remnants of a rocking chair inside the house that was burned to the ground. All these little things… these cells that make up our bodies, they could have once despised one another. But now every single part of me is in love with every single part of you. Just with one touch we would be resolving age old conflicts, or ushering the tip of the tallest mountain to kiss the sand that lies at the deepest part of the ocean.”

Yellow series : Yellow / Blue / Green  (FLUUUFFFF)

Lauren Jauregui hated Camila Cabello, plain and simple. Of course, who could blame her? Camila had been the one who read Lauren’s private texts in front of the whole cafeteria, forcing her out of the closet. Lauren left for New York with her three best friends the day she graduated, thinking she had escaped Camila. The only problem is, Camila is back. And different. Completely different. Not the kind of ‘different’ you’d expect, either.

The Stripper (SMUT)

Have you ever imagined having two lives? Be two people at the same time? I bet you have. But between thinking and living there was a very big distance, believe it. Imagine… Camila, a sweet and delicate woman. Karla, sexy and imposing. Which one would you choose? What’s your type? Hard, I know. Let’s let Lauren answer this one…

Experiments (SMUT)

A lot of girls experiment in college; it’s natural. It’s no different at the University of Miami, and when they’re looking to experiment, they know exactly who to go to. But what will happen when she finally falls for one of the girls she hooks up with?

Trials & Tribulations (very long but must read)

“A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.”

CC7 / LJ10 (still ongoing - not many updates)

Lauren and Camila are two of the most promising soccer talents in the country. The two skilled girls are playing for the U-17 US team to win the world championship in Costa Rica. Their connection on the field is obvious but what happens off field when unexpected feelings come in to play?

Surreal Perfection (non au)

It’s been a year since Lauren decided to break out from Fifth Harmony to start her own band, and Camila still hasn’t forgiven her for leaving them, and for leaving her. After a brief encounter at an award show, their lives come crashing back together. Angst, Drama, Humour, Romance, and everything else in between.

The Girl Next Door

Camila Cabello is an average girl. She’s not popular, or somewhere in between. She belongs to a group that her school refers to as the Brains. She’s extremely smart, involved in many educational clubs and the only thing fun in her life, advanced choir.  She’s that type of girl who gets pushed around, does people’s homework because they tell her too, and gets tormented by the preps. The preps (the popular kids) are a group of people who torment people like the Brians. Camila has found her self running from them all her life. Along side with her friends Dinah Jane Hansen, Normani Kordei, Ally Brooke and Darren Criss. But one day during one of her encounters with the preps, her life changes forever. And it was all because of her.

Heliophilia 

Do I Wanna Know (non-au)

Don't touch

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jimin wrecks you for teasing him and touching his things. (Male!dom, vibrator, explicit language, dirty talk)
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Originally posted by mvssmedia

It was only about 9pm, but you had already become restless. Jimin said he would be home within the next hour, but you didn’t feel like waiting. An hour wouldn’t have been so bad if he hadn’t teased you with those pictures and dirty text messages. “I’m so hard for you. I can’t wait til’ I get home so I can fuck you all night. Let me see you..” His words were simple and his messages short, but that didn’t lessen the effect they had on you. After a good half minute of you not replying, he sent a picture of himself, shirtless, sweaty, and hard, standing in the practice room mirror, an incentive for you to do the same. You could tell that it was a different room than the one he normally practiced in, the room that you always snuck off to during or after practices to make out or fondle each other in the short 10 minute breaks that he had. Promises were always made in that room, dirty promises of what would happen once you got home, and the thought of Jimin in his current state standing in the room filled with your dirty secrets, turned you on more than it probably should have.

You stripped yourself of all of your clothing except for your lingerie. It was the set that Jimin liked on you the most and you wanted to tease him a bit. You sat in front of your full length mirror with bent legs. That’s when you noticed the obvious wet patch in the center of your panties, clearly a darker shade of pink than the lightly tinted undergarments you were wearing. You decided to show it off to let him know just how horny you were. With both legs bent, you opened your legs, leaving one up and ran your free hand through your slightly messy hair, biting your lip seductively and looking in the mirror with innocent doe eyes. You knew the contrast would drive Jimin crazy, he loved when you acted innocent but he loved your slutty side even more and the combination was an instant turn on for him.

After taking multiple pictures from different angles, you chose the best one and wrote a caption. It said “look at what you do to me” and when you were finished adding filters and emojis, you sent the snapchat. You didn’t want your dirty pictures to stay on Jimin’s phone and accidentally be discovered if the boys were being nosy and looked over his shoulder, so you played it safe and only set the time for 3 seconds. Immediately a notification popped up on the screen that ~Jiminnie💕~ took a screenshot. You waited for his reply.

He sent you a selfie with the caption “I haven’t even done anything… Yet 😏”. You weren’t quite happy with stopping there so you decided to strip out of the lingerie and take a picture with your legs spread. Your face was cropped out so that he could only see you biting your lip, but he had a clear view of the rest of your exposed body, especially your glistening heat. No caption was needed and he replied almost immediately, but not without taking another screenshot. “Mmmm.. Make sure you save me some dessert” followed by another snap of him sticking his tongue out saying “I’m hungry 👅💦”. Just as you were about to reply to him, he snapped you again. “I almost got caught 😳” and his face mimicked the emoji as he looked away with a blush on his face. You giggled. “Make sure you hide that boner 🍆”. Soon after, he texted you that he had to go back to practicing and that he would be home in another 45 minutes. You didn’t want to rush him, but you needed him so bad. Even though it was probably the biggest thing on his mind at the moment, you still decided to remind him how horny you were and told him to practice well and hurry home.

So here you are, in your shared home, naked, horny, and lonely for a whole 45 minutes. What else were you going to do? At first you tried to preoccupy your mind by going on social media and listening to music, but that didn’t help. Mainly because the first song that came on was House of Cards and your tumblr feed was full of Jimin smuts and gifs of him being sexy or cute. Your core was throbbing and swollen, begging for attention, but you desperately wanted to wait for Jimin. 30 minutes, you thought running your hand through your hair.

Finally giving up, you opened tumblr again and clicked on one of the smuts. Although you were dating the actual Jimin, it was always interesting to see what fans thought he was like, especially in bed. Personally, you liked to read the kinkier smuts because they turned you on, but truthfully, you liked all of the stories. As you read, your hand skimmed down your body and you imagined Jimin touching you like he was in the story. When your fingers made contact with your wet heat, you whimpered, already so sensitive. Your hand moved as you followed along with the words, fingering yourself and moving based on what was written. You got lost in the feeling quickly and you didn’t even realize when you stopped reading, your hand taking over.

The sound of Jimin coming through the front door was drowned out by your own ragged breaths as you picked up speed, beginning to tremble at the stimulation. Upon hearing your moans and gasps, Jimin quickly put down his things, took off his shoes and hurried to the bedroom to find the door half open. He smirked at the sight of you, forehead glistening, fingers working feverishly at your clit, occasionally dipping into your entrance and coming out again, slick with your arousol. He was mesmerized by your beauty as he stood silently in the doorway, bulge ever prominent in his tight pants. When he snapped out of it, he walked towards the bed.

Still lost in your fantasy, you didn’t notice him until he was fairly close to you and his words cut through the thick air. “Let me help you with that.”

Your eyes shot open, but your hand never stopped, hitting your bundle of nerves in the right way, making you moan and throw you head back again. Jimin took advantage of this angle and attacked your neck with kisses, moving your hair out of the way as he sucked marks into your flesh. The pleasure ricocheted through your body, pushing you closer to the edge.

“Who told you you could play with my things?” He mumbled against your skin.

“I’m s-sorry… I.. couldn’t wait.” You managed to get out, slowing your hand as his lips found yours. He grabbed your hand, moving it and replacing it with his own. His fingers moved slowly as he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue past your lips to explore your mouth. You moaned on his lips when he added more pressure to your clit, his fingers running sensual circles around the bud.

Pulling away from you, he took off his shirt, coming back down to kiss your lips briefly before pulling down his pants and underwear in one swift movement. His already hard cock sprung free and stood tall against his stomach, the sight sending heat to your core. You licked your lips at the sight.

He leaned over you, arms caging your body, lips connecting and moving as one. Before you could process it, you were flipped on top of him, lips never leaving each other. You pulled away and looked into his beautiful brown eyes, darkened by lust.

“Sit on my face.” He softly commanded. You complied, but still questioned him. But then you understood where he was going and carefully turned around and backed up so that you were hovering over his mouth facing his feet. You and Jimin didn’t 69 often, but you always loved it when you did.

You gripped his member with a firm hold and pumped him a few times. A drop of precum leaked from the tip and you ran your tongue over his slit, tasting him. He let out a breath of relief and the hot air hit your wet core, causing you to shudder. You felt his arms wrap around your thighs and lock you in place, bringing you closer to his mouth. Knowing that you wouldn’t be able to function properly when he started working on you, you took his length into your mouth and he gasped at the feeling. Bobbing your head a few times, you wiggled your ass over him, your clit begging for attention and you were sure you were dripping onto him.

Jimin wasted no time flattening his tongue against you, dragging it through your folds slowly, collecting your arousol on his tongue and flicking at your sensitive nub. Your thoughts were momentarily clouded by the pleasure until you felt Jimin throbbing in your mouth, waiting patiently for you to return the favor. You rolled your tongue around the head before dipping down to take more of him in your mouth. Trying not to focus on how fucking good his tongue felt on you, you gripped him at the base and began bobbing your head up and down on his length. A guttural moan escaped his lips as Jimin pulled you farther down to suck on your clit roughly. Your movements stuttered a bit before you forced yourself to continue to move. He then started shaking his head side to side against you and you had to pull away from him to whimper his name.

“J-Jimin ohhh, right there!” You sat up and let your hands work on him as your body was taken by the pleasure. Jimin’s tongue was always amazing but today was something else. You felt your body tightening up as your climax approached, legs trembling beneath you. Now you were unconsciously grinding on his face and spitting profanities into the air. Jimin hummed from under you and the vibrations went straight up your core. One of your hands let go of him to pinch at your nipples, adding to the sensations and bringing you closer to your end. You weren’t entirely sure if you were still pumping him but you could feel your hand squeezing him as you tried to regain some motor functions. Jimin’s tongue travelled up and down your slit, dipping in to tongue fuck you and then going back to licking and sucking.

You could feel it building up, but your orgasm still took you by surprise. You let go of Jimin entirely in favor of gripping his muscular thighs for support as your body shook on top of him. The unexpected snap in your core made you scream for Jimin as your back arched and white flashed behind your eyelids. You were unaware that you hadn’t been breathing until you took a deep breath and opened your eyes. Jimin didn’t stop his ministrations, however, wanting to drag out your high for as long as possible so when you began raising off of his face from the overstimulation, he gripped your thighs tighter and pulled you back down to his mouth making you squirm and cry out.
Your nails dug into his legs and you practically started hyperventilating on top of him, so he let go of you with one more kiss to your clit and let you roll off of him.

“Mmmmm, baby you taste good.” Jimin licked his lips to clean you off of them and you let out a dry laugh of disbelief that he just did that to you.

“What the fuck was that?” You asked him breathlessly, still shuddering from the sensitivity. He giggled and rolled to his side to put an arm over you.

“Punishment for being so impatient.” He said placing a kiss on your cheek. “But now you have to make it up to me.” This statement reminded you about his unattended boner that you abandoned in favor of your own orgasm and you suddenly felt bad.

“What were you thinking?” You asked slowly, although completely ready to please him however he wanted.

“I was thinking you play by my rules tonight since you like to break them so much.” He moved a piece of hair away from your face and smiled widely. “You seem to think its cute to send those dirty pictures to me when I’m at practice. Well I don’t appreciate it.”

“You asked for it. You said you wanted to see me so I showed you all of me.” You were staring at the ceiling, scared that if you looked into his eyes you would see the intensity and sheer darkness that possessed his gaze and you would be trapped, lured into him by lust. His hand moved up your torso to cup one of your breasts and a sigh escaped your lips. “You sent me pictures first anyway. How do you think your dirty messages made me feel?” You bit your lip, glancing over at him and getting immediately intimated by the passion in his eyes.

“Even so, I didn’t give you permission to touch yourself.” He gave your nipple a pinch to emphasize his words and you mewled, letting your body give in to him, sinking deeper into the mattress.

Stand up.

His voice came out low and dominant, telling you that this was a command and not a suggestion. He removed his arm and hand from your waist and you blinked at him before hesitantly standing at the side of the bed. You moved back so that he could see more of you and you tried to hide the shakiness and unsteadiness of your legs from both your previous orgasm and the excited anxiety building up in anticipation for his next words.

“Turn around.” He commanded as he soaked in your body, silently admiring your beauty. When you turned, your asscheeks jiggled a bit and you knew he would enjoy watching them bounce. “Touch your toes baby girl.” The words fell out of his mouth so smoothly you didn’t even comprehend his request at first. The use of your pet name told you just what kind of mood Jimin was in. You slowly bent over, slightly self conscious even though you have exposed yourself to him many, many times before. He sucked in through his teeth making a sharp noise. “So fucking pretty.”

The feeling of your juices dripping from you made you blush. You were always such a mess around Jimin and he knew it. He knew that only he could get you this worked up. You peeked through your legs and observed Jimin causally pumping himself, eyes glued on you and yours on him. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth and you knew he was restraining himself, forcing his hand not to go too fast so he wouldn’t cum all over himself right then and there. The bed behind you shifts after the moment of silence and soon your boyfriend is hovering over your bare bottom. You feel the heat radiating from him and unconsciously lean back towards him before he catches your ass in his palms, rubbing light circles in the skin.

“You’re so fucking wet right now baby girl, you should see yourself. You’re literally dripping.” He leaned over you so that he was closer to your ear and whispered, “Tell me, who made you this wet?”

“You did.” You reply in a meek voice.

“Speak up.” His voice was still smooth and seamless but it had a dangerous edge to it that made you shudder.

“You did Jimin.” You practically moaned his name.

His hand came down on your right ass cheek and the sting made you squeak, but his hand rubbed the sore spot tenderly and only made you want him more. He stood straight again and moved closer, his cock coming in contact with your folds. You whimpered as he moved ever so slightly behind you.

“But you see, I’m not convinced you want me anymore. You seemed to be doing just fine with your hand…” You knew what he wanted, so you decided to play his little game.

“I was thinking about you Jimin.” You tried to make your voice sound as innocent as possible and by the way his dick twitched along you, it affected him.

“Apparently not because you obviously forgot my one rule.” He stopped moving. He waited for a reply and you had to find your voice to recite it.

“Not to touch myself.” You huffed.

“That’s right. But since you touched yourself you must not want me to touch you.” He moved further away so that only his hands rested on your ass.

Your body was craving him and he was giving you nothing. He was so close that you could feel his heat, but he refused to give you friction. Your legs were beginning to shake from the position but you paid no attention to it, only hoping that he would be nice and give you what you both wanted. But he didn’t.

Jimin backed away from you altogether, undoubtedly with a sly grin playing on his lips. He clearly hadn’t had his fun yet and it was obvious that you wouldn’t be getting a break from the teasing anytime soon. You heard shuffling behind you but you didn’t dare to look at what Jimin was doing. You bit your lip in anticipation.

“Come here.” A command that pushed you into action immediately. You walked over to where he had positioned himself leaning against the headboard of the bed, hand near his painfully hard erection but never touching. “Sit on my lap, baby girl. I wanna talk to you.”

Your body reacted before your brain, quickly crawling onto the bed and moving to sit between his legs, the slight friction enough to make him sigh. You leaned back into him as his arms came around your waist to secure you in his hold. Lips moved onto your neck leaving a wet trail of kisses from your collarbone to that sweet spot behind your ear. The kisses weren’t gentle though. This was not soft, loving boyfriend Jimin, this was dominant, possessive, devilishly playful Jimin. Every action he took was purposeful and calculated, from the dark marks strategically placed on your neck to the contrast of his feather light touches teasing your lower lips and inner thighs.

After Jimin was satisfied with the blossoming flowers forming on your skin, he sucked lightly on your earlobe and spoke softly to you.

“Baby girl,” He started. “what do you want me to do to you?” His sudden question caught you off guard, but you were fully prepared to answer. He placed his fingers against your clit adding pressure, but he didn’t move.

“I want you to fuck me Jimin.” Plain and simple. Your hips moved slightly against his hand, hoping to get some sort of friction. He took a deep breath, inhaling your scent.

“Me too, but now I have to punish you. You need to learn that there are consequences for breaking the rules.” You moved a little more against his hand, inadvertently grinding against his erection that was pressing against your ass and lower back. His other arm tightened around your waist, effectively restricting your movements, and you whimpered. His fingers slithered down to your wet entrance, pressing against you teasingly. “Do you want my fingers?”

“Yes.” Your voice was shaky and breathless already and Jimin just smirked, loving his effect on you. Two of his thick digits slid into you easily and you let out a loud moan.

Don’t move.

He commanded sharply as his fingers began moving inside of you. He started off with an agonizingly slow pace, reaching deeper into you with each push. You were breathing heavily and your heart felt like it would thump out of your chest, but you forced yourself not to move against him. Jimin’s free hand spread your legs farther apart and then moved up to grab at your breasts.

“Do you want me to go faster?” The teasing tone in his voice was killing you.

“Please..” You breathed and he complied, picking up the pace a little bit and going deeper. Jimin hit your g-spot almost immediately after and your head lolled back onto his shoulder as another moan escaped your lips. You whined his name as he abused the spot. His free hand left your breast and turned your head towards him. You opened your eyes enough to catch his gaze before his lips attached to yours and you groan against him.

His fingers were now moving rapidly inside of you and you began to forget everything. Your mind was consumed by the pleasure he was giving you and you became a moaning mess in his grip. A shock of pleasure ran up you as his fingers found your clit and moved expertly in time with his pumps, drawing more noises from your lips in between your pants. Unconsciously, your back started arching and your legs began to tremble. His command was soon forgotten as your hips moved on their own and rocked with him. It took a few moments for Jimin to notice, but when he felt you moving against him he swiftly pulled his fingers out of you and returned them to your waist, leaving you to sigh from the emptiness you felt.

“What were your instructions?” He growled and you whined when you remembered. “I told you not to move but you didn’t listen so I guess you want to do this the hard way.” He shook his head and sighed. His hand reached for something that was sitting next to him, something you hadn’t noticed before, and at the sight of the object you whimpered and begged.

“No, Jimin please!! I promise to be good, just please don’t use that.” He held a vibrator in your view and you wondered what he would do with it. Normally if he brought it out you were in for a long night of overstimulation and orgasm denial. It was your weakness and he knew it.

Jimin twisted the vibrator in his hand and inspected your body. You knew how much he loved playing with you, but you could tell that his patience was also running low. He was testing himself to see how long he would hold up and you knew he didn’t have much longer.

“Turn around, I want you to face me.” His words floated past your ear and you moved off of him to turn and straddle his hips. He gripped your ass and pulled you closer to his body so that you were against his throbbing cock and he bit his lip as he looked at you. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he leaned in and kissed you, hands tangling in his hair, hips grinding down onto his. His fingers pressed into your ass as he stilled you and pulled away, looking into your eyes with a deadly look. “Watch yourself.” He threatened.

“I can feel how bad you want to fuck me.” You whispered into his ear. “I think I’ve learned my lesson.” You nibbled on his neck, earning you a low groan from him. Leaning closer, your chest pressed into his so he could feel your nipples against his skin, hardening from his warmth. It was like he had a small break in sanity, allowing you to do whatever you pleased, exercising what little power you had in this moment to the fullest. This only lasted for a moment however, as Jimin snapped out of it and smacked your ass with some force.

“You’re pushing it.” He growled. “But you’re right, I do want to fuck you. But don’t think I’ll make it easy for you. You’re still being punished and I’m still in charge.”

You nodded excitedly in compliance and waited for Jimin to make the next move. He turned you back around and slid down the bed a little so that the both of you were laying down, propped up by pillows.

With his hands on your hips, he lifted you up slightly and told you to guide him to your entrance. The stretch of your walls felt even better due to your pending orgasm and you whimpered at the feeling of him easing inside you. When he bottomed out you both sighed in relief and stayed there for a moment, not daring to move. He picked up the vibrator again and leaned closer to your ear.

“Are you going to listen this time?” He asked and you nodded. “Good girl. Here are your instructions, stay quiet. You can breath, just don’t make any noises. I want to see how long you can handle it before you’re screaming my name.”

“Can I bounce on your dick?” You asked innocently.

“No, try not to move, although I doubt you’ll be able to keep still.” He said, a devilish smirk crossing his lips. The last thing he said was “Follow instructions.” And with that, he turned on the vibrator and pressed it to your clit.

The sudden stimulation caused you to jump a little and you almost moaned out loud, replacing the noise with a gasp. After a few seconds Jimin started moving inside of you slowly, releasing a groan of relief. The feeling of him filling you almost overrode the vibrations and you bite your lips hard to stop yourself from moaning his name. But his voice in your ear stole some of your focus.

“You like this don’t you baby girl? Me fucking you while using this vibrator turns you on doesn’t it? You’re getting wetter by the second.” His dirty talk wasn’t your favorite but it turned you on more then you’d like to admit. His pace picked up as he beckoned you for an answer. You nodded hard and tried to control your breathing as best as you could.

With the press of a button, the vibrations intensified and Jimin pressed it harder onto your clit making you want to scream. A squeaking noise came from the back of your throat but Jimin let it slide as you wiggled on top of him trying to reduce the overwhelming pleasure he was giving you. Heavy pants were now coming from both of you as you tightened around him, causing his pace to increase even more. He began moving the vibrator around your clit, adding friction and you sighed loudly, determined to follow his directions and keep quiet, but you were struggling. Your knuckles were turning white from gripping the bed sheets and your thighs were visibly shaking, all of your energy focused on not making a sound.

Jimin began to lose himself as he was also being dragged toward the edge and his moans got louder in your ear. He bent his legs to push farther into you and your toes curled as your hips took on a life of their own and started moving in sync with his. Your pants were louder and you didn’t know if you could hold in your noises much longer, but you bit your tongue and squeezed your eyes shut as a last ditch effort. Thankfully Jimin had just about lost his patience and given up, pumping himself deeper into you as he spoke, voice needy and breathless.

“I need to hear you, baby girl. Say my name.” He moaned in your ear. A loud moan broke through the room that was almost a scream. His name rolled off your lips when he hooked his arm around one of your thighs and brought it up to your chest, reaching deeper inside of you and hitting that spot that made you forget how to breath.

He pulled the vibrator away from you and threw it somewhere else on the bed bringing the now free hand around your waist. He planted his feet firmly on the bed and you knew what was coming next. He kissed the side of your neck briefly before moving his other arm to your waist and securing you to his body. Mid-inhale he snapped his hips up into you making the breath catch in your throat. You didn’t have much time for recovery because his pace picked up instantly and you were caught in his strangling hold around your middle. Short pants in between Jimin’s hard, rapid thrusts were all you could manage as you were bombarded with pleasure, teetering on the edge of release. You had no idea how many times you had said his name, but that was one of the only words that your brain could process so you used it like a prayer.

Fuck, Jimin~,” Your voice was shaking from the intensity of his hips slamming against your ass cheeks as he rammed into you. “I’m close.” The last part came out as a gasp as he hit that spot again and you felt your abdomen tightening up. But his pace slowed down slightly, just enough for him to be able to speak coherent words to you, his hot breath fanning against your neck.

“Not that easy baby girl, you gotta work for it. Ride me.” He helped sit you up on top of him and you automatically got to work, hips rotating on his before bouncing in his lap. Jimin let out a groan as he played with your ass that was out on display for him. Your legs felt weak and you started taking shallower bounces, unable to lift yourself up as high. Jimin’s hands found your hips again and he helped lift you up, bringing you up and down on his shaft as he panted and grunted beneath you. His hips met yours as the pace steadily increased, each thrust sucking him deeper into you cavern. Slapping noises filled the room mixing with your gasps and loud moans. Jimin was now moaning under you, voice getting higher as he started losing his rhythm.

Sitting up against your back, Jimin wrapped his arms around you. The intensity of his thrusts drove you closer to the edge and you felt how close you were, chasing after your high desperately while begging Jimin to help you get there.

Please Jimin, I’m so close!!” You whimpered as you reached a hand back to thread your fingers through his hair. He nibbled on the skin of your shoulder and neck, creating dark love marks that you knew would be there for days but you didn’t care. He breathed heavily on your skin, making you even hotter than you already were, his sweat mixing with yours where you were connected. He moved one hand off of your hip and reached around to pinch at your clit. You almost screamed at the sudden stimulation and Jimin groaned into your shoulder when you tightened around him. Your movements slowed temporarily and then picked up with renewed fervor as you felt your orgasm so close you could taste it.

The hand in Jimin’s hair tightened its grip and you pulled him closer as he kissed up and down your sensitive skin. You felt hot, burning like fire, so hot that you thought your back would meld together with Jimin’s front. You both fell into a rhythm of panting and grinding, moving as one entity, connected in more ways than one. The only thing you could focus on was Jimin. He clouded your thoughts, the feeling of his plump lips sucking on your skin, the stretch of your walls around his throbbing cock, the expertise of his fingers as he flicked at your clit, the sound of his low groans and pants in your ear as you tighten around him, everything.

Your orgasm hit you like a truck and you let out a deep groan as it pulsated through you. You came with a call of Jimin’s name, the word so beautiful as it rolled off your tongue.

AHHH JIMIN,” You shouted. “S-shit, I love you so much!!” Your words affected Jimin as your hips rolled erratically against his, your walls convulsing while you trembled on top of him. He rode out your high by chasing after his own. His hand moved back to your hips as he pulled you down on his shaft repeatedly, thrusting up to meet you with harsh slapping noises. Your wetness made him slip easily in and out of you, the sound of him entering your drenched hole pushing him closer to his peak. You moaned his name some more, partly because he felt sooo good inside of your sensitive walls, and partly because you knew it turned him on.

You could feel his muscles clench behind you, his defined abs coming out as he pressed against you. With a few more languid strokes he came inside you, his warmth filling you as he cursed and moaned your name, throwing his head back in pleasure. A sigh left your lips as he pumped slowly in and out of you, milking himself dry. When his hips stilled, you closed your eyes feeling exhaustion crawl through your body, overtaking your muscles. Jimin dropped his head into the crook of your neck while he caught his breath and you allowed your body to go limp in his hold.

“I love you too, (Y/n).” Jimin whispered as he kissed a hickey he’d made on your neck. There was a short pause of silence, your breaths finally slowing down to a normal rate. You shifted slightly.

“Yup, I’m definitely going to be sore tomorrow.” You groaned and Jimin laughed.

He leaned back until his back hit the mattress and you found the energy to roll off of him, his soft length falling out of you. Jimin got up and retrieved a warm wet rag to clean you up with. After he took care of you he cleaned himself before throwing the rag into the laundry hamper and plopping down next to you again. He pulled you closer and you gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. He pulled away after a little while and rested his forehead against yours. You nuzzled noses with him and gave him another peck before cuddling into his chest and tracing a circle around one of his nipples with your finger.

“So how was practice?” Your voice sounded a little hoarse. Jimin sighed as he wrapped an arm around you. You kissed the mole at the base of his neck before he replied.

“It was a little bit more difficult today since I was trying to hide a boner for half of the time. I couldn’t really focus because all I could think about was being inside you.” You bit your lip.

“Well was it worth it?”

“Hell yeah.” You both chuckled. “I forgive you.” He said and you looked at him confused. “For touching yourself. Just next time, wait for me, kay?” There it was. He was back to being cutie Jimin with his adorable eye smile that you couldn’t resist and you couldn’t say no to that face. You nodded and kissed him again with heavy eyelids.

“Goodnight Jimin.” You mumbled as you closed your eyes and tucked your head into the space under his chin. He kissed your forehead and whispered a goodnight to you before turning off the light. You both fell asleep quickly and you dreamt of the morning you would have with Jimin when you woke up.

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A/N: Idk I wanted to try something different ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I’m not sure how I feel about this one but I hope you guys enjoyed :)

(As always, you can find all my fic recs in my FIC REC MASTERPOST) 

- Life Was a Song, You Came Along , by @rainbowninja​ : It’s embarrassing how long it takes Louis to recognize his own song. Niall had sung it as a bright, hopeful love song, and that’s honestly how Louis had always assumed it should sound. But this new voice, slow and rough, stripped of any backing instrument, has infused the lyrics with just the tumultuous mix of fear and defiance that Louis can remember so clearly from the night he wrote them. It’s not a comfortable thing, to feel like someone is singing all your secrets back to you. Louis is a songwriter trapped in a lie that could ruin his best friend’s career. Harry owns a record store, distrusts everyone in the music industry on principle, but loves Niall Horan’s newest album. A modern retelling of Singin’ in the Rain.

Larry Famous/not famous and hate to love AU (37k) : amazing fic about songwriting and music business, angsty (hello miscommunication) and great smut (bottom Louis)

- Only You Can Be My Alpha  , by @wubwubnparmaham : Louis has never liked being an Omega. As if it wasn’t enough to despise what he was born into, he couldn’t even be what he was correctly.  Harry Styles changes all of that.ORThe one where Louis is banished from his tribe, and lands himself in Harry’s instead. The alluring Pack Alpha makes Louis question his nature and he doesn’t know how he feels about that. But you can’t fight destiny.

Larry Werevolves and a/b/o (154k) : it’s been a long time since I read such an epic story !! So adventures, blood and tears, drama, love and family pack , and great smut (obviously bottom Louis). also special kudos for the fandoms clash, it was great ^^’

- Now you know me (for your eyes only) , by @nadnadnad​ : Based on this prompt that I found on tumblr (link in the notes): au where harry and louis are solo artists and they’re not exactly friends per se but they’re friendly, know each other from industry parties and things like that and there’s always been this weird unspoken sexual tension between them and louis’ always kinda confused bc isn’t harry the biggest ladies’ man in the industry?? and one day harry asks louis to collab with him and of course louis says yes even tho he’s kinda surprised and harry plays the song for him and louis is completely blown away by how beautiful it is and it’s a love song and he’s like damn whoever this is about is lucky as fuck bc it’s clearly written from personal experience so they spend all this time together recording and it’s super bittersweet bc they click right away and it takes louis about three seconds to realize he has a huge fucking crush on harry but on the other hand harry clearly had someone in mind when he wrote the song so the last day of recording comes and louis’ like “thanks for having me on the song” and harry just shrugs and is like “well it just seemed fitting bc the song is about you”

Larry famous/famous AU (77k) : angsty, with a lot of songwriting, pining , and closeting , some TW for drugs, and some great smut (kind of share that).

- What’s Stopping You? , by @flamboyantommo  : That shirt was what held his attention again. How many other guys had the same shirt that H and Harry had, and – wait. H… Harry. Harry did yoga. So did H. They both had the same shirt, and had both gotten home ten minutes ago and were cooking dinner.
No way. Louis looked at the picture again, and stared more closely at H’s lips. They were pink and pouty, with the lower lip a bit plumper than the top, just like Harry. And H had brown, curly hair that reached his shoulders, just like Harry.
Louis looked over at Harry, who was putting his hair back up into a bun as the kitchen was most likely getting warmer. “Holy shit,” Louis whispered. Have I been flirting with my own roommate all this time? — Or, the one where Harry wants to get over his crush on Louis, so he makes a Grindr account to find someone new. Of course, Louis messages him, not realizing H’s real identity. It only takes a few days for them to figure it out. 

Larry Roommates AU and Grindr AU : obvious roommates and so much pining and texting (sexting?) and flirting ! Amazing smut (bottom Louis) too !

- like a boomerang , by youwilll   : AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and it’s always February 2nd. Until it isn’t.

Larry Time travel fic (50k) : Groundhog AU, very nicely done !! Barely smutty

- Can’t Start A Fire Without A Spark , by @wellingtontat : Louis Tomlinson is the pop sensation with his first new single out since taking a personal hiatus from the spotlight. Harry is a paparazzi hired to photograph him during promo. Louis hates paparazzi with a passion, but there’s just something about the pretty young pap with wide green eyes and chocolate curls that Louis can’t shake from his head.  

Larry famous/not famous AU : OMG my prompt has been written and it’s even better that I imagined ! No smut and a lot of banter :)

- Baby Doll , by @zedi-omega​ : PWP with shy nerdy Harry and Bad Boy™ Louis

Larry smut (5k) : … and that’s all, that’s the plot :p

The Witchy Lifestyle - Witchcraft for the Closeted Witch

I often receive questions regarding how to practice discreetly or incognito. In large part, the witches asking these questions are closeted witches - witches who, for various reasons, may not feel comfortable or safe enough to be open and public regarding their craft. While there is plenty in the community in terms of spells and altars and rites, as well as incognito spellcraft, there’s rarely ever a guide meant for the closeted witch. I’d like to change that, and provide an article that can at least be the basis for starting a closeted practice. So without further ado, read on, my new witches, and hopefully there’s a nugget of golden help in here!

The Broom Closet

First off, there is sometimes the question of “what is a closeted witch?” In short, a closeted witch is as I’d mentioned above. He or she may not feel safe or comfortable with revealing practices in witchcraft. The term used by the community for such witches is that they are “in the broom closet.”

The reasons for remaining in the broom closet vary. In the United States, the most common reasoning is that the witch might live with family that have a very conservative Christian outlook. (Keep in mind that Christianity is not the issue here - at one point in time, followers of that faith had a rather harsh and bigoted view regarding witchcraft and secular practices. Many witches today are still Christian, but have mixed witchcraft into their spirituality in order to enrich their lives.)

In other parts of the world, the fear of witchcraft is still instilled in law and cultural rules. Either a witch becomes ostracized, shunned, or worse, killed (usually by a punishment that ranges from drowning to stoning to beating or decapitation, though burning is still sometimes used). And sometimes these punishments aren’t limited to the individual, as entire families can become victims of these situations.

When I first started practicing, I was closeted. It took a lot of willpower for me to come out of the broom closet and declare myself a witch in the public eye for fear of being judged harshly by family and friends. Keep in mind that I live in an area of California that is exceptionally tolerant of religion and spirituality - the pagan and witchy population of San Luis Obispo is surprisingly large and open. I can’t imagine what it must be like for others who live in less tolerant regions.

The Incognito Witch

Ultimately, though, nobody ever wants (or should) to give up their spirituality and practice simply because others disagree with it. And witchcraft is something that isn’t just spiritual - it’s a way of life. So the question remains as to how to live this life without drawing undue attention. After all, it is awfully hard to maintain an altar when others would look at it as if it were devil worship.

An altar is common in witchcraft, but I don’t feel that you need a permanent altar to practice. It’s nice to have shrines and altars, but for the sake of being unnoticed, it’s best to either disguise it or do away with it. And an altar need not be deity statues, pentacles, and crystals. My first altar was simply a picture of a dragon pinned to my bedroom wall with thumbtacks, with a small dish in front of it which I told my dad was for spare change (though the coins I placed in it were actually offerings that I would later gather up and donate to charity).

A vase with flowers, simple decorations within your room, et cetera, can serve as your shrine or altar so long as you prescribe meaning to it. Dedicating something to a god or goddess doesn’t require incense, candles, or liquor. It can be as simple as holding it in your hands and praying. For instance, if the witch follows Hecate and has a stuffed animal puppy, she can hold the plush in her hands and mentally say something to the effect of “I dedicate this animal to the goddess, Hecate, that she watch over me and protect me as her daughter.”

Stuck at Church

Believe me, I know the feeling of being dragged to church and having to sit through a service or sermon. However, as a witch, the situation need not be torturous. Every faith has something positive to say - some sort of message that resonates with witchcraft. It’s for this reason that even after starting my practice and coming out of the broom closet, I still find some excitement at the prospect of visiting a church, attending a service, or going to the nearest synagogue or mosque. I’ve attended Presbyterian, Lutheran, Methodist, Baptist, and Mormon events, been to a Catholic mass, visited a Hindu shrine, and visited a Buddhist temple. I’ve spent many hours speaking with rabbis, priests, pastors, Native American elders, and other witches. And all of that has only enriched my practice and helps me to understand not only the viewpoints of other religions, but also to discover different facets of my own.

If you’re closeted and are in a family where going to church is a requirement, use it as an opportunity to learn. And, just because the prayers at the church are directed toward the Christian god does not mean that you can’t direct your own toward your own god or goddess. At family events, for instance, I still join in the family prayer before the meal. Though my whole family now knows that I’m pagan, they welcome me into the prayer because I’m praying for the same thing - just to different gods. They’ve never balked at my saying “So Mote it Be” at the end when they usually say “Amen.” That said, if you’re closeted, “amen” has much the same meaning as “So Mote it Be.” And remember, you’re not stuck in the same house forever! Be patient!

Spells and Magic

Browse the witchy section of Tumblr and you’ll find a veritable dragon’s hoard of spells. But the majority of them make use of not-so-discreet materials or practices. When closeted, it’s not exactly a simple matter to light incense and candles, say incantations, and fill a jar with herbs that you don’t really find in the kitchen very often such as angelica root or Saint John the Conqueror.

Ingredients are not a requirement for working spells. So long as you have your mind, body, and hands, you can cast spells. Channel intent into meditations before bed and after waking up. If you drink coffee or tea, you can channel intent into them while stirring in your favorite sweetener. If you cook for the family, you can channel love and healthful intent into the food. If you like to draw, you can create sigils and pass them off as doodles.

If you already collect rocks, then collecting crystals might not cause any heads to turn. But if not, you can instead use your jewelry (though I don’t wear any crystals, I’ve found that any piece of metal jewelry or hand-woven jewelry like a friendship bracelet can be made magical).

If you’re a bit of an artist, you can channel your intent into whatever you are creating. For me, this meant that I channeled intent into beadwork, music, and even some of my narratives!

Glamour spells are practically made for practicing spellwork without attracting unwanted attention! Channeling intent into your cosmetics both before and during application is a great way of bringing a bit of magic into your daily routine!

And as I mentioned above, remain patient. Eventually when you’re in your own place you’ll be able to practice as you’d like.

Learning

Chances are, you came to see this article because you’re browsing Tumblr to learn more about witchcraft. It is an excellent website for this purpose, but by no means your only option. If you have access to Nook, Kindle, or another ereader, you can have access to plenty of books which can teach you more about witchcraft, paganism, and spirituality! Dig in and do your research!

In Conclusion…

As I and many other witches say, witchcraft is not just a path. It is a way of life. Nothing can stand in the way of you being the witch that you want to be. Even when closeted, you’re still a witch, and have many opportunities to grow and develop your path!

For me, starting off as a closeted witch gave me opportunities for growth and learning that I don’t think I would have had otherwise. It taught me how to be flexible in my craft and how to work magic into my daily life. Many witches eventually get to the point where they’re using magic constantly. If you’re closeted, don’t see it as a hindrance. See it as a blessing, because when you no longer have to remain in the broom closet, you will have the flexibility and discipline that you’d need to reach that point of constant magic!

Blessed Be! )O(

7 Seconds To Say Yes

i was very emotional in making this and i tried to capture the overwhelming emotion in this through my writing, so here’s a nice fluffy one shot ;)

summary: the most important 7 seconds of dan’s life caught on camera

warning: g for gay, feels, maybe improper tenses as i usually write past tense and might have messed up whoops

genre: fluff

word count: 1,446

Sometimes people ask me if it’s weird to have so much of my life on the internet for everybody to see. I always say that I don’t mind, as some of my happiest moments have been documented for the internet to see, and I wouldn’t want to ever lose those moments. The internet has done so much for me, it’s only fair that I let people see into my glamorous life for a few minutes. Everybody eats the answer up, and, while it’s mostly true, that isn’t the reason that I don’t mind.

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Assumption: Akaashi is annoyed by Bokuto whereas Kuroo can handle Bokuto better

my claim: Akaashi and Kuroo act similarly (almost the same way) towards Bokuto but people tend to interpret Akaashi as more “cold” towards Bokuto because he’s a more stoic character.

Spoilers for: the manga (owls vs cats), the short comic (”super forgetful”)

Evidence underneath the cut:

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Dating Cassian Andor Would Include
  • Cassian not directly confessing to you
  • In fact, for a good while you didn’t have any inkling of an idea that he even liked you in the first place
    • He chided at you for not shooting straight enough at practice targets and scolded you about being safe whenever you did anything even remotely reckless during a training exercise
    • Wasn’t he like this with everyone else?
      • Actually, apparently not: according to K2, there was just enough recognition of difference in his actions for him to be confident that Cassian did, indeed, have feelings for you
      • This was only furthered by the fact that K2 would catch Cassian glancing at you “57% more than he did with any other person on base.“

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gravitality  asked:

I have two questions! First: have you ever thought of doing a tarot card suit for your characters? I think it'd work really well for them! And two: help me how do I draw legs

@gravitality

Hi!! I’ve absolutely been thinking about that, yeah, in fact I recently talked about that to my boyfriend just recently. It’ll likely happen after october! And to answer your second question! I made a thing on legs that i hope you’ll find useful!!

So. I’ve already explained basics on legs here, but I don’t think it hurts to go through some extra details to help you understand legs some more.

The very basic thing is to imagine legs as teardrops. Again, this has already been covered in said tutorial above, but I figured it’s still good to mention even the most basic thing that I know of. I still highly recommend you check it out to get in more detail and to see some other examples and practices that you do. But basically, think of legs in the shapes of teardrops, when it comes to shape. If you need a simple stick-figure to connect the legs in the first place, make sure that they bend at the knees a bit so that the legs don’t come off as stiff and unnatural. 

As you can see, this method works perfectly for realistic legs as it does for stylistic ones. Remember to use these as a guideline, never to be the exact base of the legs you will be drawing. If you draw traditionally, remember not to draw these guides too hard, or they will be hard to erase/do freestyle!

But how do you actually draw out the legs without drawing them perfectly straight, as shown to the left? The trick is to add volume to them, and how you do that can be winged to your own liking. The idea is to think in curves. As no leg is perfectly straight. You may make these curves minimal if you don’t want them to be curvy, but keep in mind, still, that not even your own bones are perfectly straight, so it is highly recommended that you make them bend, at least a little. 

It all depends on how you draw them as well. Say you put your legs together, as shown in this picture, what happens to the fat and muscle? Naturally, they press together, much like how thighs squish on the surface when you sit down (I’m sure most people know what I’m talking about). Make sure this shows in your art! This is very important to keep in mind, because it makes it all look more natural and believable. Try to cross your legs or stand up and sit down again for real-life examples!

The same applies for stretching your legs, more or less, except they appear to become more ‘hollow’ and slimmer. They become less soft to the touch, too, and might show. Try stretching your legs and feel where the muscles tense and where it feels ‘hollow’. This is very helpful with your art.

Many leg tutorials talk about legs without mentioning the behind. It requires a tutorial on it’s own, in all honesty, but this is the most simplest way to draw it connecting to the legs. Remember that it comes in many different shapes, and this is just a super basic guide! Two circles overlapping, while following the line and flow of the legs. Remember the muscle/fat as mentioned above!

Okay, so we got the basics of leg shapes figured out? What if you want o draw them in a certain pose, or with a certain silhouette, but perhaps do not have the reference for it? Or you want to blend your style into it? The key is to not shy away from doodling the form. Make mess, draw lightly and don’t care about the anatomy. That way you’ll get everything down without it appearing stiff. You can clean up the sketch later, always, and if you can, use a reference after you have drawn your pose, to correct your drawing.

Remember that the hips do a lot to the pose of the legs! Make sure they are in flow with your legs, so that it can look more natural. Remembers that hips ‘rotate’ with the spine.

I’ve talked about this method before when it comes to posing, and the same applies for the legs. One way to make legs appear ‘steady’ is to picture them standing in a line, and one of those legs need not to stray from the lines too much, making it steady. If you want a dynamic pose despite the steady pose, you can always have the other leg stray from the line, since it only matters that one leg is steady. This method can create good, casual poses without making them appear boring. (also notice how the teardrop shapes are used here, despite the highly stylized legs)

Do you want a highly dynamic pose, or them to appear unsteady, then skip the line entirely and make both legs aim away from it completely. As you can see, the legs appear more moving, in action, as if they’re fighting, falling, or dancing. As you can imagine, this is not a pose that one could stay steady on, suggesting that it’s taken mid-movement. More about posing and this ‘line’ method is talked about in this tutorial.

Hope this helped you, if you have any questions let me know, and if you’d like to check out all my tutorials they can be found here!

Selcouth

☇  hogwarts au

genre: pretty much fluff ( but maybe a lillll bit of angst??)

pairing: jimin // you

word count: 4.8k

warnings: none

Description:  “hi, you don’t know me, we’re from different houses, and i’m not exactly sure how to tell you this, but i think your cat is in love with my toad??” was all you wanted to tell him. Only it goes terribly wrong when Park Jimin mistakes you for one of his one night stands. You hope that’s the last time you’ll ever speak to him, only it’s too late. Once you’re on his radar, you won’t be able to get rid of him.

A/N: inspired by a prompt i saw floating around tumblr!! although it got reaaaaally off track and long


selcouth (adj.) - unfamiliar, rare, strange and yet marvelous

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“Agh!” you yelp, hopping backwards and scrambling for something to hold onto. You get a glimpse of a long, fluffy orange tail before it disappears under your bed. One of your house mates, Heeyeon, looks up from where she’s doing her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.

“Why are you so loud?” she sighs, leaning back onto her hands. She watches as you slowly crouch down.

“That stupid cat is here again,” you say, frowning. Heeyeon slides off her bed and pads over to join you by yours.

“Again?” Both of you lift up the dark blue bed sheets that cover your bed, just in time to see a streak of orange fly out. You cry out, while Heeyeon fishes out her wand and flicks it. The door to your dorm slams shut, with the orange cat colliding into it.

Mreowwww,” it wails, scratching at the dark mahogany door. You wince at the noise. You’re sure there’s going to be scratch marks.

“How does it even get in here?” you mutter as both of you slowly walk towards it. You and Heeyeon decide to stop a good two feet away when the cat spins around and hisses at you, its fur bushing up.

“I swear, the poor cat is in love with your dumb toad,” Heeyeon comments, shaking her head. “Last time we found it, it was like kissing it.”

You glare at her. “Okay, it’s not exactly my toad. It’s Jungkook’s, and I’m just helping him look over it while he’s gone for Christmas.”

“Same thing,” says Heeyeon, tentatively using her wand to poke the large cat. It whips its head around and slashes at her.

“What the hell!” She scoots back, barely avoiding its claws. “Why is it so violent?”

“Well don’t poke at it, obviously.” You both watch as it continues to scratch at the door. A few moments later, the door swings open. 

Kyulkyung, your best friend since your first year at Hogwarts, screams, tripping over the orange blur as the cat streaks out of the room. She places a hand over her heart, her large brown eyes wide.

What in Merlin’s beard,” she gasps, “just happened?”

“Some cat keeps getting into the Ravenclaw common room and into our dorms,” you say, standing up from where you were crouching and patting down your robes.

“I’m seriously wondering how it gets in here, like you need to know the answer to the riddle,” adds Heeyeon. Kyulkyung’s eyebrows furrow.

“That cat seems awfully familiar,” she muses. “I feel like I’ve seen it around the corridors near Slytherin.”

Heeyeon wrinkles her nose. Back then, Slytherin and Gryffindor were mortal enemies. But now, it was your house, Ravenclaw, that absolutely despised Slytherin. Both houses were full of intelligent and clever students, causing a lot of competition. At first, it was just house points and academics, but soon it escalated to even Quidditch.

“That’s it!” Kyulkyung suddenly snaps her fingers, a triumphant look on her face. “I know whose cat that is.”

“Who?” you ask, heading back to your bed to collect your books for your next class of the day, which is Charms. Though it is Christmas break, classes still go on. They are easier though, the usual academic rigor gone since most students aren’t here. You take this chance to further your studies and learn ahead.

“The Slytherin hottie Park Jimin.”

You trip on your robes.

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“Okay, so, how am I supposed to tell him?” Charms had just ended, and you, Kyulkyung, and Heeyeon are now entering the Dining Hall. All three of you eye the Slytherin table, eyes trained on where a certain boy is sitting with a few of his friends. You are surprised he didn’t leave for Christmas break.

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anonymous asked:

did you like the new video? were there any special parts?

oh my god yes, i’m shocked we got the follow-up so soon but i loved it just as much as yesterday’s??? a lot of the same thoughts apply here–dan being so proud, phil being so happy about dan’s praise, both of them bonding over the music from classic games, dan’s interest in phil’s childhood and wanting to know all of these details about how phil made it and how his friends reacted, etc. some standout moments for me: 

  • i mean obviously the angel threesome. what even. i feel like the point i’ve worn out to death on here about phil is that he’s been pushing back on the innocence trope for some months now, and has been increasingly comfortable w sexual comments/innuendo/teasing (and not innuendos that are made in a way where he seems to not be aware of what he’s saying.) and yet i was still hashtag shook to see him discussing threesomes so casually and giggling about it, and honestly weirdly startled to be reminded that phil was just like any other sex-crazed 14 year old boy lmao. i loved that whole bit so much. i love that they kept it in despite the break with phil’s mostly g-rated commentary. i laughed so hard at the way they were trying their best to make it seem innocent with those “tea party” comments,, but there was just no salvaging it. i was obsessed with the way dan was rendered nearly speechless, and how phil just stayed completely calm and was being super cheeky and kind of teasing dan for his reactions. also .. interesting that it was a MMF threesome rather than phil just wanting the main protagonist to have a threesome w two of the angels .. hmmm. then phil saying that alex would be worn out after the second round like …… .. i think i actually blushed wtf
  • the part when they were walking through the space maze and you could see little bits of the sky and phil pointed at one of the stars and said “we’re there, i can see our house” and dan went “awww” and i started to cry lmao. the way phil’s mind works is so beautiful i dont’ even get it ,, like he was just looking at the space background and thought to make this cute af remark that kind of acknowledges the sheer enormity of space but that he and dan exist in that space together, in one home wtf?? ? ? and he said it just to make dan smile??? ? ? and it was so casually done as like a throwaway comment that probs anyone would’ve missed amidst this 40-min behemoth of a video but they kept it in anyway and it was so sweet :( i was rly fucking emotional about it  :( also “our house” in general in any context,,, pls 
  • “this is tumblr we’re talking about, they need that gay shit.” uhhhhh. interesting comment from dan. it hit me in a strange way bc like,, i’ve heard this exact thing said about tumblr way too much by The Straights™ as a way of criticizing this platform and also a way of criticizing the driving force of a lot of fandom (which is obvi a need for more queer representation across all media basically.) but it’s interesting bc it’s also kind of a joke-y thing that people on tumblr and inside of those fandom spaces say a lot (like, ‘gimme more of that gay shit’ lol) and they (we) sort of own up to in a self-aware and humorous way. it’s interesting to me that dan decided to make that comment bc from the most objective evaluation it honestly comes across as derisive/rude/offensive, but he’s sort of implicitly asking us to view him as a Tumblr Resident himself (or even a queer person himself lol) and interpret the comment in a humorous way, rather than a critical one and that seems important to me. like a (hetero) outsider can’t rly make that comment without being completely offensive and horrible but dan felt like he could make it, and in so doing, he sort of puts himself on the same level as us in a way? idk. i need to think about this more 

just generally these two videos have given me so much to think about regarding phil and also dnp’s partnership. both videos felt like such a soft and lovely reminder of exactly why i love them so much. the level to which they are able to celebrate each other and demonstrate how much they have in common, how much their senses of humor align, how much they value each others’ opinions and minds, it’s all just so incredible to watch. and phil… like. this was such an important reminder to me of just how deep his creative talent probably runs. if he was making this at 14 (with all the time and effort and dedication and complex thought that that required), i can’t begin to fathom what he could make now, at 30, with 16 more years of knowledge and experience and exposure to all kinds of films and games and books. i feel like phil could make almost anything he wanted. he probably has innate writing talent and ability, and he clearly has the capacity to imagine and construct original characters and worlds. it brings me back to a central question i’ve always had about phil which is why he doesn’t exercise this creative energy more and why he is happy making things for AP that are, to be frank, somewhat formulaic and frequently just vlogs about his own life. i could ramble on that subject for a while as there are a few ideas in my mind for why he put himself into the AP box (security probably foremost on that list) but i’ll save that for another time. i’m just so happy they chose to make these videos though. it was so incredibly original and refreshing and beautiful to see them have so much fun and share in their love for each other. some of the best dapg content ever, for sure.

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anonymous asked:

(part 1) ur gonna roast me for this but im legit curious why mafia AUs are so bad? im asking in a non confrontational way, i get it romanticizing mafia is wrong, but i also believe that 1)most mafia AUs are a really toned down type of mafia;2)they do make for some interesting kinds of dynamics with fanart and with fics; 3)in a fic specifically u can create your own world and call something mafia and still make it so they don't kill innocent people but only idk members of other gangs or sth

(part 2) plus theyre a way to put ur charas in a completely diff context and see what theyll do. i mean i dont believe that writing ships in a certain context (like mafia) equals romanticizing that context. mafia AUs arent even my fav things to read (in fact i almost never do), im sure many ppl romanticize it and i obvs dont agree with that but im just trying to udnerstand bc i believe fandoms are a way to explore things that we normally wouldnt.

I’m not gonna roast you don’t worry xD okay wait let me check if I replied to this already if yes I’m gonna c/p because it’s half past midnight otherwise I’ll just go at it again wait *checks tags* fff obviously I don’t have a general post but anyway pls read this after you’ve done with my post and then this which is also choke-full of links. plus for a (not nice) laugh: here. AH WAIT I FOUND THE POST.

okay, so, let’s have it out of the way: I have nothing against mob aus or crime aus. I have a problem against calling them mafia AUs because in the US mafia = organized crime at large, in Italy mafia = ACTUAL EXISTING ORGANIZATIONS THAT ARE ACTIVELY HARMFUL. now that I introduced the topic I’ll c/p you the reply I gave to another anon who while discussing the issue pointed out that most writers don’t even know Italian mafia is a thing, which is pretty much on the same discourse so…

*The thing is - in the US it might not be enough of a deal anymore and I honestly do get why people make the mafia = regular mobsters, since the mafia was the first foreign organized crime being exported to the US via italian immigrants (sorry if this sounds horrible in English but I just woke up and I still didn’t have coffee) so I understand that mafia became the umbrella term.But the thing is that - as you said, these people don’t even know that there’s a mafia in Italy anymore or where the word comes from.

 I’m going to link to italiansreclaimingitaly’s tag about the mafia and its perception outside Italy because they posted about this extensively and it’s an excellent resource, but meanwhile I’m gonna do a very short bullet point list and about the topic:

  • Mafia might not be a big deal in the US, but it still is here. We have the beauty of four different mafias (Cosa Nostra - the Sicilian one, camorra which is the one in Campania but has tendrils spread everywhere, the ‘ndrangheta which is in Calabria and the Sacra Corona Unita in Puglia) which are all active [especially camorra and 'ndrangheta] and whose actions have direct impact (negative) on our economy and on our society. Actually mafias are one of the main reasons we’re currently economically fucked up, and if I start talking about how mafia culture keeps some areas literally backwards I could talk about it for three months.
  • There are still people who are killed for standing up against them. These days the most prominent personality is Roberto Saviano who is a writer who dared to put together a book documenting minutely the way camorra works and he’s been living under protection for years by this point. Like, they want him dead because he wrote a book. And I’m sorta sure that he was talking about leaving Italy and going to the US after years of sticking with it here because he can’t take it anymore but I don’t know if it was a taken decision or if it’s still debating it.
  • It wasn’t even thirty years ago that we had the stragi di mafia - in english it’d be something like the mafia slaughters, basically around the beginning of the nineties there were a number of bombs planted by the mafia targeting people who were trying to oppose it including judges Falcone and Borsellino, actually the anniversary of Falcone’s death is like… tomorrow. And they’ve killed people for way longer than that. Here is a list of only Cosa Nostra victims including the ones from the eighties/nineties. And people are still dying because of it. The slaughters I’m referring to are just the ones in the nineties which are enough of a number.
  • They also perpetuate a culture where if you testify against your mafia-employed relatives you’ll be shunned forever. There are women who testified against their families and couldn’t see their children anymore never mind that they weren’t automatically considered a relative anymore the moment they sided against the mafia. Some people have committed suicide after becoming witnesses also because our police force/justice system can be terribly non-supportive in this kind of situation so they got left on their own. Never mind that back in the day - it was the beginning of the nineties? - I recall at least a particular story of - I think, correct me if I remember wrong but I can’t remember the names for the life of me - where this guy testified against the local mafia when he either used to work for them or was forced to pay them the pizzo and in retaliation his six-year old (or five? Anyway he had a son younger than ten for sure) got kidnapped, killed and thrown into acid to dispose of the body. That happened in what, 1993? 1994? It’s pretty much yesterday. And now the camorra is doing the same - there’s a list here of camorra victims among which accidental passerbys that got killed because they were in the way which I can tell just by glancing is not complete. And I’m not even going into the 'ndrangheta. That is to say, here mafia still kills people and cripples our country.

Now, I get that it’s a word, but the point was: let’s say that instead of the Italians the Japanese came to the US first and the umbrella word for organized crime was yakuza rather than mafia and let’s say yakuza was still what it was originally in Japan while in the US it stopped being a big deal and people write yakuza!AU instead of mafia AU. Let’s say someone Japanese gets angry at that and goes like 'listen the yakuza is a real deal it does this this this and that and it’s a plague in our country so can you please at least look it up before writing your fanfic’, which is what had happened way back then when this whole mafia and fanfic thing blew up. A bunch of people told us to get over it because it’s just a word and if it’s a problem in Italy it’s not in the US so why should they care? Now, if we had been Japanese (or Chinese or Russian or Mexican) would they have said the same thing? Considering the general tumblr attitude I’m pretty sure they would have received either an apology or 'this is an important deal let’s keep that in mind’ with signal boost reblogs and stuff. 

It’s the fact that we should get over people not knowing that it’s still a real problem for us and that they can’t take five seconds to google it that is the problem imo. Especially when instead of mafia au you can just say mobsters au or tag it as organized crime and everyone is a lot happier, mostly because as the tag above explains romanticising the mafia is a good thing for them because it means they can act outside Italy with less stigma because everyone thinks that the mafia is dead or not relevant anymore, if I’m explaining myself. (And it’s active outside Italy - like, there was a mafia kill in Germany in 2007 where six people died (sorry the link is in Italian but there isn’t an English wiki page, if you look the city up you’ll find something probably) and it was because of the 'ndrangheta.

I’d really like to not get worked over it because it meant it was a thing of the past y'know, but the problem is that it isn’t and I’d rather spread some awareness in hope some of these writers look it up (because it’s a good thing that people know what mafia is since as stated they have tendrils everywhere - if you read Saviano’s book the entire first chapter is about how camorra regularly deals with Chinese import/export in Italy for one) than shrug and figure that since they’ll think everything is good for fanfic then it’s not even worth my time.*

Now, ^^^ that was the c/p-ed reply that should answer most of your doubts. What I didn’t address was:

im sure many ppl romanticize it and i obvs dont agree with that but im just trying to udnerstand bc i believe fandoms are a way to explore things that we normally wouldnt.

aaaand as we say here in Italy, this is where the donkey falls (sorry we have weird sayings), because in theory there’s nothing wrong with that… except that in 99% of the mafia aus I’ve seen around the thing is that they’re supposed to be cute.

like, I see a lot of shit with TINY MAFIA BOSS STEVE ROGERS with RUSSIAN ENFORCER BUCKY (????? bucky isn’t even russian???) and the yoi thing I saw before had the japanese character being the leader of a russian mafia gang which is… like… guys it doesn’t happen it really doesn’t, and a lot of them re-use wrongly terminology taken from the godfather without context or knowing what the hell it means, and it’s always from the criminals’ pov and they’re somehow seen as criminals doing justice where the police can’t (???) and like… no. mafia bosses/enforcers/employees are bad people period, and at least here if you try to leave or repent they kill your family in retribution. like, not even ten years ago there’s been a woman who used to belong to a mafia family (or one colluded with the mafia) who testified and her entire town/family shunned her and she couldn’t take it anymore and… killed herself drinking acid if I don’t recall wrong. it’s not even special cases. this shit is not funny, it’s not cute, it’s not adorable and it’s not good fodder for your imagine your otp scenario (srsly I saw one like.. let me find it,

LIKE. just look at this shit. in a regular context, the enforcer goes to the show owner to force them to pay a monthly sum to their boss lest they destroy their shop and their lives and their family’s life never mind that mafia culture is deeply homophobic so the mafia enforcer flirting with the shopkeeper is like completely fucking out of the question. I mean, people here like to shit on the sopranos but that show was actually excellent representation of Horrid Criminals Who Were Never Supposed To Be Good People and the small arc that happened when one of tony’s friends turned out to be gay (closeted) was REALLY well done. btw, it ended that when they found out he was gay most of the crowd rejected him and thought badly of him until I think they killed him also for other reasons, but that spiraled from finding out he liked dick. and that’s american mafia that they actually based on well-done research of the culture in Italy it came from, I assure you that here it doesn’t work that differently. like. the shit above is so inaccurate and frankly offensive, it’s like… I get people romanticizing problematic stuff but the thing is that when you tell them that it’s actually offensive you get brushed off as ‘ah well you’re being too sensitive it’s just a word u__u’. now, I’m all for exploring shit we wouldn’t be into, but not like THAT, because that’s like mafia romantic comedy and that’s not how it works. now, you wanna do a fic where the mafia characters are deeply flawed and bad people and the police tries to catch them? fine, great, go ahead. you wanna do a fic where the enforcer above deals with dunno an entire life of internalized homophobia when he finds the shopkeeper attractive and feels conflicted over having to con money out of him and doing horrible shit for a living and maybe understanding that crime isn’t worth it and then he actually collaborates with the police and gets shit from about everyone he knows and loves for that? okay, awesome, go ahead. nothing bad in that.

but the shit above is not exploring things we wouldn’t/writing darkfic, it’s THINKING THAT A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION WHICH IS STILL A THING IN OUR PART OF THE WORLD IS CUTE AND ADORABLE. and that only plays in their favor because it takes the bad aura out of the word and we really should not let that happen. like. that is what is bad about mafia aus and mafia discourse, that people don’t realize the mafia is alive and well and thriving and not a thing that doesn’t exist or a generic word for organized crime.

you wanna write the shit above? okay, CALL IT CRIME AU or mob au, not mafia au.

btw, add-on: idk if I mentioned it in the above post or not, but in case I didn’t, I said that people would balk at the idea of a mexican cartel au. sadly since then I’ve found out a fandom where not only there is one but it’s also extra cutesy and people apparently love it and it has a bunch of kudos/comments and idek I’m not even touching that with a ten foot pole but like… I’ve avoided it and everything that author wrote because to me it’s just… nope. like, nope. if you do mafia aus don’t make them fucking cute. (also: in the same fandom I had to mute a v. famous fanartist whose art I actually liked but did cutesy mafia aus and.. like… haahahhaahahahahaha nah sorry. can’t go there. nope.)

Teru (& some TeruMob) meta

Warning: contains some fandom salt, oops.

Fandom opinion from what I have gathered so far tends to either characterize Teru as this pure boy who has a crush on or lives for the attention of Mob and gets nervous and anxious over it like a shoujo heroine, OR this somewhat edgy yandere that fucks a girl every week and would probably choke and abuse Mob or something… and I fucking cringe.

Both are so wrong I don’t even know where to begin and I know both characterizations are passive aggressive wars between “antis” and “nasties” but lol, that’s something I am not coming within a 20 ft pole of and I can’t stand when ppl warp characterization to piss off the other parts of a fandom instead of reading carefully with canon… but I digress.

I think what’s jarring and easily misinterpreted is Teru’s change of behavior following his battle with Mob.

There was a great Tumblr post awhile back (which seems to have been deleted, argh) that hypothesized that Teru’s change in personality is an example of altruistic surrender.

Altruistic surrender refers to an ego-defence mechanism postulated by Anna Freud by which a person internalizes the values of another person and lives his or her life in accordance with those values.

I never took a psych class so I’m not going to delve into this further but this makes a lot of sense, since Teru’s previous identity and system of values took such a huge collapse that it’s impossible for him to formulate and rebuild it quickly, so he latches onto and internalizes Mob’s values, which does ultimately change him for the better and is a powerful driving force in him learning to reform his own personality, but does clash with his inherent personality traits to an extent.

Teru says during his battle with Mob that “people can’t change that easily” and that point is simultaneously right and wrong regarding himself. On the surface, it seems like he’s suddenly changed, but that’s because his entire world has been uprooted to the point he can’t return to it so he’s substituting believing in (and thus admiring) Mob until he figures himself out again.

However, for a person with stubborn pride like Teru, when that pride is shattered it doesn’t smooth out immediately, but impales the person on its pieces. You definitely see flashes of those gaping wounds post-defeat - an example being when he intimidates Ritsu, which I believe was both genuine advice and a way to vent frustration with his own former self.

In the manga, you see that Teru gets addicted to developing and refining his psychic power and learning multiple techniques. Sure, it’s probably because it’s useful if he and Mob ever have to fight a shady organization again (and they do), but on some level he’s still trying to surpass Mob in some way. He’s not demanding Mob acquiesce to his values like he did initially, but he’s trying to prove, perhaps both to Mob and himself that he’s an equal - since he can’t match Mob in overwhelming power reserves, he makes up for it in versatility. And from my point of view he seems to be always, on some subconscious level, trying to figure out why he wants to prove himself to Mob - as a friend? A rival? Maybe both? Why? Does he simply want peace of mind by proving that point? Or does he want to ‘repay’ Mob for ‘saving’ him? Shrugs, we can never know exactly but those are both possible.

It’s interesting that Teru’s catchphrase is “I am an ordinary person” and it seems like something he both accepts and fights at the same time. He accepts it in that he’s gotten through to his head that psychic powers don’t make him a better person inherently, they’re just another talent, etc. He fights it because he simply has too much ambition to sit quietly and not be outstanding in some way (“through effort, I have become an exception”).

Unlike Mob, he doesn’t easily accept being ‘nothing’ and having ‘no presence’ - he doesn’t quite have the strength of heart to embrace that ideal without looking back. But I do feel like this time the way he deals with it is healthier because he wants to stand out for genuine hard-earned achievement, not arbitrary factors he was born into.

Now, I’ll address the characterization in most TeruMob fics of Teru as the “nervous blushing shoujo heroine” and WHY I think people make that mistake a lot of times when writing fluff. Those writers aren’t 100% utterly WRONG in reading how Teru would act towards Mob in a romantic fanon context but they oversimplify his internal thought processes and fixate too much on the tropey outwards actions.

Teru has never had a real friend before Mob because his previous “friendships” were for status and ego boosts. Mob saw through that facade while everybody else bought into it.

There’s a lot that could give him anxiety re: forming his first friendship because it’s new and difficult and he’s learning as he goes along without being able to skip any steps, and also because Mob is particularly difficult to read as is. Teru and Mob, in the earlier stages of their friendship (outside of the necessary temporary alliance in the Claw infiltration arc) would probably be very awkward as both of them can easily be concerned with what could go wrong.

Mob is bad at reading the atmosphere, and Teru is not the greatest at genuine communication without putting up a front, so you can imagine how that goes.

Now if we’re going the route of implying Teru having romantic feelings for Mob, that complicates things further. Teru’s dated girls for show but when it comes to somebody he genuinely likes… given the way he’s handled facing his own emotional problems thus far I’m inclined to think he’d be in denial. While Mob’s clinical, pathological compartmentalization of his emotions made him a literal time bomb of sorts, Teru is more of the “self-aware but actively avoiding” type is my interpretation. And frankly speaking, there’s a lot that could go wrong should he get into a relationship with somebody he has genuine feelings for because he has too much to unpack about himself. His admiration of Mob in general would prompt him to also keep those feelings under wraps because the friendship is already an intricate maze to navigate.

Again, everything I’ve just explained is probably where TeruMob fic writers are coming from but they tend to gloss over or skip depicting these parts and thus end up with a hollow shell of what could have been. Also, for anime-only watchers, it’s easy to not get a good grasp on Teru (because you miss out on his technique-developing obsession and what that implies) I feel.

An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home.

Sooo. I needed some practice after my writer’s block so I decided to write this random tumblr prompt and make it slightly bokuroo. Please don’t shoot me. Enjoy!


“Grandma, what the fuck.”

Language, Tetsurou,” his grandmother scolds goodnaturedly.

Kuroo stares and stares and stares, because seriously, what the fuck, grandma.

“Hey hey!” The man beaming behind her waves a hand enthusiastically in greeting. “Nice house!”

“It’s uh, not mine.” Kuroo says awkwardly, and pats his grandma gently on the shoulder.

“Thank you, dear,” she also beams.

Why the fuck is everyone beaming, Kuroo thinks, what is so great about this. The attic is a bit of a steep descent, and at his grandmother’s age, she really shouldn’t be climbing up and down with those knees.

“I got it,” the man and his incredibly thick arms literally block the way when Kuroo moves to lend his grandma an arm.

“Right,” Kuroo grits. It’s my grandmother, he thinks viciously, but the guy looks so damn happy it’d be like kicking a puppy.

‘The guy’ is a bit of an understatement, to be quite honest. Maybe grandma’s just left her specs at the kitchen table again, but those weird horns- not to mention the black and white hair- are definitely not ‘guy’-like. They’re… evil-like, and Kuroo is really worried about his grandmother.

Those claws don’t look too comfortable either, but her thick jumper solves that problem. At least he’s got proper feet, Kuroo supposes, it’d be a bit awkward getting about with hooves.

“Satan?”

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12x10

Yep, another picspam review. I mean, with this episode, how could I not? I was broken for a full two days, so of course it warrants me repeatedly smashing my face into the keyboard… which is pretty much what this entire post is. Face smashes and screencaps. (And boy howdy, do I mean screencaps. There’s a LOT. *rolls around in all of the caps*)

I actually did not have all that much time to get online yesterday, so this time around I don’t believe I’ll be unintentionally quoting any of you guys. \o/

First, I will share this… I get my legal digital copies from Google Play (I have Android everything, including a fucking television that’s running Android… of course I use Google Play and also ‘cuz fuck a whole lot iTunes). Someone at Google knows exactly what they’re doing because THIS is the picture they decided to use as the thumbnail of this episode. And I am DYING because this exact moment is when Cas says, “get out” and Sam is just staring like, “omg mental note do not fuck with Cas right now.”

Yah, that’s perfect. YOCKEY: I am Cas. Get the fuck out, you broke me. I am also Sam. I cannot believe you just did that jesus fuck.

(Side note: that picture is taken with my Android phone of my Android TV.)

That said.

Number of Obligatory Dean Wall Slams: TWOOOOO!!! Yockey, you speak to my heart.

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Fran and Jock

I was the last in a long line of grandkids on both sides of the family. No one has ever said as much, but I’m pretty sure I was an “oops” baby; the result of one too many glasses of wine and a couple over forty who thought unplanned pregnancies were for teens.

Oops.

By the time I came along, both of my grandmothers had already passed away and my grandfathers were elderly and lived in different states. Trying to coordinate travel plans for a family of five, including an infant, was difficult on a budget and neither of my grandpas were up to frequent trips, so visits were rare and spaced out over long periods.

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anonymous asked:

hi !!! so abt ur au w/ kent parson as kate parson, u tagged it as rule 63 and like idk if u kno this but stuff like rule 63 is pretty transphobic ?? because like it assumes to be a girl u have to have a set thing of qualities and vice-versa !!! i love ur art and i wasnt sure if u knew this or not

Hi,

I will answer you because you asked nicely, despite still being on anon. This is the picture you mean: 


Reasons I drew Kate Parson- 

It’s part of a bigger AU I want to write, where Jack only had relationships with girls all his life, and discovers he might not be straight when he starts being attracted to Bitty. So- girl Kent Parson (note that I didn’t say trans or cis, because those are characteristics, both are girls). In this story, I guess Kate Parson is cisgender- because there is a very precise exploration I want to make: how is the best hockey player going to react if they’re not treated like the men, how will her relationship with Jack change, how will their on and off affair work for the media, how will their competitive side change, etc etc. Hence, I wanted to draw this character, so I drew her.


Is it transphobic to change a male character to a female character-

Note that I didn’t say either trans or cis, again, because those are adjectives. Unless otherwise stated, any character can be cis, trans or non-binary. I know there is a problem with representation for transgender people, and there really should be more trans characters everywhere. 

But this is not what I was aiming to do with this picture (or the others I drew of the crew). I wanted to take a character who’s a cis male, and put them inside my reality- which is cis female - with all its limitations and realities. If I wanted to make them a trans character, the story would have shifted, because the problems and realities trans people face are not the same. It would be a good story to tell, but it was not the story I wanted to tell at this point. 

(If you want to see my trans Bitty headcanon, or the trans Jack one.)

So, in taking a character from a story I love, and making them closer to my reality, there was nothing against trans people, they’re just not mentioned, because that precise story is not about that. I wanted to tell a story about the things I know. I know what growing up a cis girl is.

(I know we’re talking about a picture, but a picture hints at a story, and this one hints at a bigger universe, one I haven’t had the time to write yet.)


Why tag it rule 63, etc

Tags are essential for communication, and an essential tool for tumblr. I know the origin of Rule 63 (from the Rules of the Internet) and that it means to “switch” the gender of a character. This definition, written a decade ago from people who didn’t have the vocabulary or even the knowledge we have about gender today, is, of course, incomplete. There are more than two genders, there is more than cisgender people.

But even if this definition is lacking, it is a term widely known and used, and something that people can look for, or block. 

I know that cis-swap is also used, but again, I don’t want to stop people from imagining characters as trans unless it’s explicit in the story.

I heard that spectrum-slide was also a thing, but I haven’t seen it used, and if it’s not used, tagging it like that will not help much the people who want to block it.


Things are grey

We’ve been communicating more than ever, and this is an excellent thing. People found like-minded people all over the globe, made connections, found words to describe themselves, which is, in my opinion, one of the best things that ever happened to the human race. We’ve been realising these last decades that people need protection, and that some habits ingrained in the world were hurtful.

But there is a counterpoint to that, and it’s the fact that, sometimes, when you fight for an ideology, you forget the human side. You start thinking in black and white, and forget that nothing is ever that simple. Everything is grey, everything is color, and by saying things like “your picture is transphobic” when it has nothing to do with trans people- neither in good or bad, just, nothing, is forgetting that there is intent behind art, and sometimes that intent is miles away from what you think it is. 


So, is my picture transphobic? After reading the intent behind it? After knowing that I thought long about it, after knowing that I’m fully aware of the trials and tribulations of the trans community because most of my social circle is composed of trans, non-binary and genderqueer people and I keep myself updated about their reality? 

I mean, I’ve been called transphobic for drawing a character that was inspired by one of my best friends mid-transition. I’ve been called homophobic for head-canoning a character as bisexual. I’ve been called racist because I didn’t draw a certain character during a certain week of the year. I know what to expect from the internet, at this point. 

But in the end, I know what I am, I know I do my best, and mostly, my soul is okay with the things I create, and if people read them in some other way, well, too bad. 


(Note that I will not answer messages over here and in my inbox because I know those discussions can turn. I just wanted to make a point, and maybe offer words to people who were looking for them. This is added to my other policy to never answer mean anon mail.)