So how about an Otayuri mafia AU where Yurio is the rebellious troublemaker grandson of the mob boss and Otabek is hired to protect him (from himself, and others). Because I can’t stop thinking about it :’)
He was not at ninety-four. Ninety-four was the whispered words, “Thank you. You were amazing.” They echoed inside Andrew’s head over and over, like they were an offering, a prayer, a goodbye, like they were pushed out of his body with his dying breath. It was irritating and he was going to bring it up on the bus. He was going to spell it out nice and slow how Neil needed to stop living like he was dying and start living like the exy junkie he was.
Ninety-five was turning around and seeing nothing. Not nothing in the sense that Neil was nothing, but nothing in the sense of panic, of worry, of standing on the edge of the rooftop looking down thinking “Would it hurt if I fell?” The space where Neil should have been filled with emotions that Andrew swore he would never feel again.
Ninety-six was finding his bag. It wasn’t the bag that held his entire life, that was locked away in the Fox Tower, safe. It was the bag that held his future. A future he knew Neil wanted in the way he clutched the key he gave him back in August. A key that was left in the God forsaken bag with Neil nowhere in sight.
For ninety-seven, Kevin was there. The other foxes were there too but the words Kevin formed with his breath passing over his voice box and the movements of his tongue and jaw, were the only things that mattered. Kevin’s mouth moved, sound traveled in vibrations through the air, hit Andrew’s eardrums, and then his hands were around Kevin’s neck. There were lies and half-truths and Andrew hated those. Again not in the sense he hated Neil but in the sense that he hated the word ‘please’ and ‘misunderstanding’. He hated how he didn’t hate Neil because of all the lies. And for that, ninety-seven.
Ninety-eight was the phone call that Neil had been found.
Ninety-nine was walking through the hotel door and seeing him crumple in agony. It was the hissed “Don’t” as he did his best sooth away the pain. It was the eyes that were Nathaniel’s with hints of Neil peeking out behind his irises. It was the look of a man staring helplessly as the executioner readied the guillotine. It was the words “I’m sorry” like he had something to be sorry for. It was his attitude that no matter how beat up he got, remained impeccably intact. And it was the question he still had the gall to ask: “Am I at ninety-four yet?”
I can’t wait until we get new interviews where Louis claims they have been dating for a “few weeks”, no wait he’s “single”, it’s “casual”, no wait a “few months”, like “6 months”, no like “a year”. I also can’t wait for the articles that will claim they started dating in January, or was it February, or maybe it was March, followed by articles that say it was December and nobody will bat an eyelash even though he was “dating” Danielle in December. And after all of that he will wish her a happy anniversary on twitter in like June or something random like that.
WHO???? (because it sure as heck wasn’t Mr. ‘Youngjae-is-mine-and-you-can’t-even-dream-about-him’ Jaebum)
But seriously WHAT THE ACTUAL FRICKITY-FRACK???? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL, CHOI YOUNGJAE??? WHAT’S YOUR GAME??? (You want me to explode???? Well. Done. akhdKLDHAKLHA)
I mean, I thought it was bad enough when he posted that tank-top selca back in November with all that skin and that look at the camera and just….
AND THEN HE STARTED PULLING THAT CRAP WITH THE FLIRTY BED SELCAS LIKE
I never signed up for this. I was perfectly content with him being gorgeous and handsome and precious and adorable and NOT A KING OF PROBLEMATIC SELCAS.
AND THEN HE SHOWS UP AND THROWS THIS AT ME????
I just…. he just…… this just…….. there are five moles visible right there AND THREE OF THEM ARE ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDER and my brain can NO LONGER COMPUTE BYE.
Listen. I am all for an appreciation for how gorgeous Youngjae is, but COULD HE HAVE TONED IT DOWN JUST A LITTLE BIT??? I mean. We’re talking about his eyes being all cute and gorgeous and aimed right at us, and that’s enough already, but then he’s got his adorable nose looking even more precious upside-down, and his precious little ears being so incredibly cute and totally visible next to his TWO-TONED HAIR STYLE THAT LOOKS SO GOOD??? AND HIS JAWLINE LOOKING SO NICE EVEN WITH THE WEIRD FILTER??? AND THEN HIS LIPS BEING ALL PINK AND POUTY AND JUST—no. I can’t. And we hAVEN’T EVEN GOTTEN PAST HIS FACE YET. ANON. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??? I’VE BEEN TRYING TO REPRESS THIS IN ORDER TO LIVE AND NOW. That neckline. That nape. Those collarbones. Those broad shoulders. THOSE FRICKING MOLES BEING ALL THERE AND VISIBLE AND ADORABLE AND– I don’t have a thing about his moles. What are you talking about?
I’m not okay, anon. Why does he do this to me? Why??
it makes me sad to see people dismissing jumin’s affection in the valentine’s day dlc just because he buys so many gifts.
not everyone expresses their love solely through words or cuddles. sometimes people enjoy picking out items that they think others might like, and enjoy giving gifts as it’s their way of showing how much they care. gifts are not inherently bad, and not inherently a sign that your love is fake or inadequate.
some people don’t like receiving gifts, and that’s okay! it’s also okay to give gifts if it’s a way to express your love and make others happy!
disliking jumin’s valentine’s day ending is not the problem. disliking it because you think gifts automatically diminish his feelings is kinda missing the point.
Hello, @garr9988 . You may or may not remember, but I was the
first person to respond to your reblog of that Bering & Wells post, in
which you called out @ellabellbee . In the Ask I sent to you, I said the
following: “Hey man, just FYI, you don’t need to ‘explain’ things to
anybody in the B&W fandom, and particularly not to @ellabellbee. We’ve been
here a lot longer than you and know what went down just a tiny bit better. For
To which you responded publicly, saying that I sounded
condescending but that I probably hadn’t meant to. (For the record: meant to,
but only a little.) You also said that you “felt the need to correct people”
when they held “incorrect beliefs” about things. I didn’t much like your
response, I’ll admit, but okay. I said what I said, you said what you said, and you made those words public.
I bring this up only because you deleted my Ask and your
answer: you erased me, and my voice, from the situation. And I don’t often express anger publicly, but erasure is one of the things I REALLY DON’T LIKE.
You say you’re a feminist, and you support that by citing the dictionary definition of feminism. I really, genuinely hope you won’t find
it condescending if I point out that dictionary definitions tend not to cover
lived experience in its fullness. I’m a feminist too. My lived experience of
that—as a gay white woman, one who has spent most of her
working life in fields dominated by men—probably gives me a different perspective than
yours gives you. Anyway, my lived
definition includes the importance of not erasing women’s voices. Maybe take that into consideration the
next time you decide, first, to insert your voice into a conversation that is mostly
(but of course not completely) among and about women, and second, to mostly disregard, and then delete,
what was intended as a friendly warning from a woman who is fully informed about said conversation.
imagine for his first comeback, Ravi decides for the concept to be playboy bunnies–but all his backup dancers are wearing suits and he’s the one dressed up in a strapless leotard, fishnet stockings, red stilettos (because he can’t trail too far from his brand color), and bunny ears, complete with white cuffs and a cute collar. he’s never felt more at home on stage.
griffin in the beginning of taz, uncertain of how his non straight characters will he received by his family/audience:
creates a vaguely lesbian duo, never makes anything explicit, makes their story a tragedy and kills them just to make sure it's palatable
CAREY'S GIRLFRIEND! BOYLAND'S WIVES AND HUSBANDS! NO THIS CHARACTER IS NOT A MAN OR A WOMAN PLEASE STOP GENDERING THEM. MAGNUS WHY DON'T YOU KISS THAT BOY! TAAKO, GO ON A DATE WITH THAT HANDSOME FELLA THERE! YES I KNOW HE'S THE PERSONIFICATION OF DEATH. DEATH IS GAY. I DON'T MAKE THE RULES.