when i noticed this in theatres

why you should watch twisted: the untold story of a royal vizier

  • it’s a musical
  • it’s by the same people who did a very potter musical, so you know it’s good
  • it’s available for free on youtube, and the soundtrack isn’t very expensive, either
  • it gives the wicked treatment to jafar from aladdin 
  • (or ja’far, to get around copyright issues)
  • (actually a lot of the ways they get around copyright in this show are really funny)
  • “and may the rats ejaculate upon you”
  • the titular song literally gave me chills
  • “why is everyone in the kingdom white????”
  • really really good costuming and sets
  • TIGER FUCKER TIGER FUCKER TIGER FUCKER
  • there’s a song called “orphaned at 33″ and it’s fucking hilarious
  • the guy who plays aladdin is amazingly charming yet punchable at the same time
  • DYLAN SAUNDERS
  • poking fun at a lot of disney’s urban legends
  • the bad guys are from the kingdom Pik-zhar
  • “what’s that name, everyone?” “TIGER FUCKER!” “no!”
  • a genuinely touching and compelling love story told over the course of one song
  • a subplot that manages to make a surprisingly well-put point about consent and sex =/= love
  • “all this for a loaf of bread” (just wait until you hear it….)
  • PRINCE ACHMED
  • “I noticed you weren’t at dinner, but I saw you try to poison my wine! Usually when you do that it means you want to talk, so what’s up, are you mad at me?”
  • please just watch it because in my opinion it deserves just as much attention as a very potter musical

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Why I Think Wondertrev Actually Worked

So I just got back from watching Wonder Woman. Before I saw it, I expected to enjoy it, but thought I would also have to sit through an unnecessary romance between Steve Trevor and Diana. However, that didn’t happen. Their relationship was so well done, and so adorable, that I couldn’t help but love it. When I got home and immediately looked up the Wonder Woman tag on tumblr, I noticed a trend. Most people thought they would have to put up with Wondertrev, but left the theatre loving it, and here is why I think that is: their relationship was written by a woman. Think about it. So often we get relationships written by men for men. They’re dominant, masculine, and honestly, kind of toxic. In Wonder Woman, Wondertrev was written for women by a woman. Diana and Steve were shown as equals, and Steve acted how women want men to act-not how men THINK women want them to act. He was kind, encouraging, and he didn’t try to protect her-at least, not once he realized what she was capable of. So often we get powerful women who are shown as weaker than their main love interest, but that didn’t happen here. 

 Anyway, I can’t really put it into words very well, but I loved Wondertrev because it was actually an ideal relationship for women, and not something for men to fantasize about. 

Tarjei’s interview with TV2.

Translation:

Speaking - Inteviewer, Even Torgat, Sebstian Warholm, Tarjei Sandvik Moe.

I: The name “Antiteater” [translated Anti-theatre] is not a coincidence as it really isn’t theatre of the old variety that the boys are making.

E: We started Antiteateret a few years ago when I went to folkehøgskole [sort of like a college], and we saw quite a lot of theatre. And I noticed then that there wasn’t a lot of theatre that appealed to me, as a young person.

I: And these are the rules of Antiteateret:

E: That we don’t make boring theatre, and that we make theatre that is relevant to society.

I: And there’s one more you haven’t mentioned…

E: What’s that?

I: That it can’t be longer than an hour and a half.

E: Yeah, that’s also a rule we have. Can’t be more than an hour and a half.

I: The characters of the play are themselves.

E: When we started this process, we began with ourselves as the template, and then of course we’ve taken some artistic liberties in places, but that’s where we started, to make material that people could recognize themselves in.

I: Some audience members put in a little more effort than others to see the show. There’s a person coming from Korea, and I suspect it might have something to do with the guy to the right here.

T: Yeah, it’s very nice no matter who comes, but we don’t have any subtitles, so they’ll just have to understand what they understand.

I: Although he has Koreans coming to see him, Tarjei hasn’t lost his grip. He’s still down to earth?

S: He’s very down to earth.

E: He’s quite a diva.

T: I’m super down to earth!

E: He’s incredibly down to earth.

S: That he is.

I: But it isn’t only Tarjei who brings in fans - Sebastian is also recognized by many. You can’t forget Linus i svingen and Himmelblå [Norwegian shows] either, though.

S: You got me there! Can’t do that. Remember when I first came? (does take off gesture)

E: You shot up.

S: Holy fuck, yeah.

E: Yeah, that’s a problem, there’s quite a few Jul i svingen fans, all the way from Asia. From India.

I: The boys have no doubt: the premiere is gonna be a success.

E/T: It’ll be good.

S: We can’t wait.

Justin fingers you in the middle of the movie theatres

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Request: “Justin Foley smut pls” + “Could you make an imaine of Justin please?!” + “Can you make a Justin imagine? Love your blog” + “Justin imagine soon please?!!” + “Justin Foley imagine pleeeeeeeeease”


Your P.O.V
I was at the Cresmont movie theatres with my boyfriend of 4 months, Justin Foley. We were snuggled up together in the back row of the theatre, watching a cheesy romantic comedy. It wasn’t the best of movies but I’d do anything with Justin if it meant spending time with him.

Justin had his arm slung around my shoulder. He looked pretty engrossed in the film we were watching. I shifted closer to him, snuggling up into his side. It was pretty cold in the theatres and given that I was wearing a skirt, my legs were left bare. Justin glanced down at me for a split second, before bringing his arm from around my shoulders, down to my inner thigh. He placed his hand there, the heat radiating from it warming up my leg. I leant my head on his shoulder shutting my eyes, just enjoying being in his presence, when all of a sudden, I start to feel his hand glide upwards. 

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A Kiss

Originally posted by knightlley

I sat in the cafeteria next to Clay as we chatted about our history assignment that was coming up, I watched as Clay tensed and slowly stopped talking, I felt a person sit next to me then rolled my eyes seeing who it was, Bryce Walker, a jock who thinks he rules the school just because his parents let him do whatever he wants, especially since his daddy can pay to cover his mistakes.

“Hey y/n you coming to my party this weekend?” He asked wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

I instantly shrugged it off and moved away from him, “Of course not, just the 500 other parties you’ve invited me too.”

He smirked and moved closer to me again “I love feisty girls, y/n did you know that? So this attempt of driving me away is just attracting me more to you.”

I glared at him and shook my head at his idiotic words “And do you know this is harassment, you have been doing this since the year began, just because you think I ‘grew up well’ doesn’t mean you get to say such sick things to me or any other girls in fact. I know what you do at parties Bryce, all those innocent drunk girls, whose lives you ruined. Nothing is ever going to be enough for you is it?”

Bryce looked shocked but quickly laughed and brushed me off, getting up from the seat and walking to his friends “Whatever y/n, you’re still invited, if you can turn up in short tight dress for me”

I rolled my eyes and out of the corner of my eye I notice Monty watching me, I offer him a smile and blushed looking down at my food, getting back into my conversation with Clay but my mind wandered to Monty.

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Notorious (pt. 02)

Pairing: Taehyung | Reader
Genre: Angst, future Smut & a bit of Fluff…
Word Count: 9k

Summary: Kim fucking Taehyung was notorious for being a pranker, a player and an asshole, and you hated him for it.

Pt. 01  |  Pt. 02



“Summer loving had me a blast
Summer loving happened so fast
I met a girl crazy for me
Met a boy cute as can be
Summer days drifting away to oh oh the summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car”

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Keep on living (chapter 1) Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 

Summary: You work at the Richard Rogers theater as the assistant to the musical director as Hamilton hits Broadway, and it’s while working there you develop a friendship/crush on Lin who is your nerdy workaholic nerd in arms. Meanwhile you hide the other secret part of your life from Lin and your friends,  keeping secret your abusive partner until you can’t hide it anymore. Expect some angst. 

(I’m an abuse survivor myself. Not all abuse is the same, and so this fic is not meant to be a universal experience.  I wrote this originally as a fluff piece for myself but I realise it doesn’t come across as fluff!

To anyone that may be experiencing abuse then my inbox is always open and I will always believe you. Tell a friend or a relative if you are able to. And there are many support lines depending on your town/state/country, talking to someone helps. Stay safe.)

Warnings: I’m adding a trigger warning for some mentions of emotional and physical abuse.

Word count:  2715

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You were late again to rehearsals, that’s when he first noticed that something was wrong.

You were known for your punctuality, often getting to the theatre hours ahead of everyone. You used your tiny office in the basement to write, to go over notes, and to listen to recordings from the sound desk from the previous night’s show. After years of working shitty jobs this was your first job as musical director’s assistant and you weren’t planning on wasting the opportunity. You’d been with Hamilton since they made its transition to Broadway, you lived and breathed this production, and the Richard Rogers was practically your home.

So when you showed up 2 hours late that afternoon hiding behind a pair of oversize dark glasses, you were greeted by Lin’s fake gasp of surprise.

“Aaaaand what time do you call this Y/N?” he called as she skipped over to you, a wide grin on his face while he playfully put his arm around your shoulder. “You bailed on Oak’s birthday drinks last night. I can’t believe you left me in a bar singing karaoke by myself after you promised me a Disney duet medley!.”

He pouted and gave you puppy eyes. Ordinarily you’d laugh along with him and tease him about his failed disney duets (last time the gang had gone out for karaoke he drunkenly sang A Whole New World with Chris but Lin had naturally taken over singing both Aladdin and Jasmine’s parts leaving Chris and everyone else in fits of laughter at the over-excited disney nerd now serenading himself  in front of them) but today you were caught off guard.

You pushed the glasses tight against your face.

“Um sorry, I had an emergency, h-had to leave a-and get back home. I uh should get downstairs, there’s um some charts I was supposed to amend for Alex this evening.”

You put your head down and pulled away from Lin’s arm, fumbling for the door to make a quick getaway. Lin, sensing something amiss instantly transitioned from Goofy Lin to Serious Lin in a heartbeat, and ran around placing himself in front of you.

“Hey, sorry Y/N, is everything ok? Are you ok?”

“Yeah I’m fine.”

“Has something happened?” He placed his hand on your shoulder, giving you a squeeze as he lowered his head trying to meet your gaze while you stared at the floor.

You pushed his hand away, too scared to look him in the eye, knowing that if you did you might unravel at any moment.

“I’m fine, sorry, just in a rush.”

You quickly scuffled away, aware of Lin’s eyes following you. You felt like a dick.

You knew how weird you sounded and how rude you were being. You’d looked forward to Oak’s birthday drinks along with everyone else, and ordinarily you’d love to spend the afternoon joking around with Lin. There was even a time when Lin skipping over to give you puppy eyes would have made your heart flutter. You’d developed the most embarrassing crush on him during your first few weeks on the job which left you shy and unable to speak, but you’d pushed those feeling aside, choosing to be as professional as possible. Nobody would have taken you seriously with a silly crush on Lin.

Pippa had once called it the ‘Lin Effect’:

“ Everyone falls in love with Lin” she’d said during those first few weeks of rehearsals.

“He makes everyone in the room feel important and who can’t help but fall in love with that, it’s the Lin Effect!”

Lin had overheard Pippa saying this and for days afterwards he joked with anyone on stage who forget their lines or missed their mark that their lack of concentration was down to the Lin Effect. When you’d accidentally hit play on the sampler during a heart-wrenching rehearsal of Quiet Uptown, accidentally filling the studio with deafening hip hop beats, the cast had erupted into giggles and Lin punched the air and yelled ‘Lin Effect!’ and winked at you. Once you’d seen this goofy side you became less nervous around him and more like good friends. The crippling shyness was gone and in it’s place was an incredibly nerdy friendship born out of long days and nights, rehearsing, and thinking/talking/breathing music with him. And sure, he could still make you feel special just with a look, or by getting excited when you let him hear your own compositions for a half finished music project you’d been kicking around. They way his eyes lit up and got excited, the way he’d smile at you with a mixture of pride and and warmth could make your day. Even as just good friends, the Lin Effect was real.

But you couldn’t think about anyone just now. You just needed to stop and breathe and get to your office before anyone else saw you.

You practically fell into the office you shared with Alex, surprised to find Chris sitting there on the beaten up couch with Pippa, both in fits of giggles as each of them shared an earbud plugged into Chris’s phone. You’d hoped to find an empty room to be alone.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realise you guys were in here” you said with your hand quickly reaching behind you for the door handle ready to leave.

“Hey Y/N!’ Pippa called, ‘we were waiting for you, come and listen to this!’

You slowly edged your way over to the sofa on Pippa’s command. She scooted up and patted beside her gesturing for you to sit. ‘Here you gotta listen to this, it’s an old Freestyle Love Supreme recording, it’s the most ridiculous thing I ever heard, check it out!” She pulled the ear bud out of her ear and thrust it towards you. You took it from her practically in slow motion, looking at the ear bud like you’d never seen an ear bud before.

“Ooh check out the glasses, does someone have a hangover?” laughs Chris. “Man you must be feeling ROUGH today huh!”. You nod along meekly without saying a word, leaving an awkward silence in the air. Pippa looks at you with concern then gently nudges Chris who puts his hands up “Ok ok, I’ll leave you two alone, sounds like someone is in desperate need of some coffee!”

As Chris slipped away you felt Pippa’s eyes narrowing on you

“Y/N what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, sorry I’m just tired. Hungover.” You stammed.

Pippa’s eye’s lowered to meet yours, you were looking down in your lap, something was wrong. “Hungover? But you weren’t out with us last night though, we looked all over for you. Where were you?”

Hearing the concern in her voice was almost overwhelming and you could feel tears in your eyes. You slowed your breathing trying to steady yourself so you didn’t fall apart there and then.

“Y/N talk to me, what’s happened.”

You breathed, swallowed, and raised your head to meet hers. Slowly, you reached up and took off the oversize sunglasses that had shielded your face. As you took them off you still couldn’t bring yourself to make eye contact with her and you stared down at the sofa as you heard Pippa breathe in sharply.

Your face was bruised. Your left eye was swollen and bloodshot, your eyelid was purple, and there was a small cut on the top of your cheek, the skin was tinged yellow as the bruise faded out across your face.

“Oh my god Y/N are you ok? What happened? Oh my god who did this?”

You felt exposed.

You couldn’t tell anyone. He’d apologised, he hadn’t meant to. He wasn’t a monster. You didn’t want people to see that side of him. You weren’t making excuses for him, but he didn’t mean to hurt you, he just got upset and lost control, and it never meant to happen.

You’d been dating Mark for 3 months now. He was amazing, a talented musician, he was so smart, he was creative and enthusiastic and loved you. He really loved you. But he struggled too. His mental health wasn’t great and lately his dark moments had become dark days and dark weeks. He felt so scared of losing you and felt jealous that you were working in your dream job when he was still struggling. He hadn’t wanted you to go out last night, he was convinced you would cheat on him, that you’d drink too much and go home with someone else, scared that your ‘new dumbass theatre friends’ (as he called them) would convince you to leave him. You’d got annoyed, you’d snapped back at him, you hated someone so controlling, you just wanted one night out with your friends. And he’d hit you. He’d actually hit you. You couldn’t tell anyone.

“Y/N who did this?”

“Nobody. I mean.. someone tried to mug me, it’s fine, they didn’t take anything and I got away, it’s totally fine, I’m just tired.” You were bad at lying, your voice sounded strange and you were sure that she knew. You regretted saying it was a mugging instantly.

“Oh Fuck! Y/N that’s horrible, you poor poor thing. Did you call the police? I can come with you to the police station, what do you need?”

You made eye contact with Pippa for the first time since sitting down, her kindness felt so unbearable.

“It’s fine, honestly. I’ve already spoken to the police. I’m ok, I’m just tired.” You even cracked a smile to try and show just how ok you were pretending to be. You were the worst liar. She reached out and pulled you into a hug while she continued to say nice reassuring things. You couldn’t concentrate and you just closed your eyes hoping for some quiet calm soon.

Your eyes snapped wide as the door to your office swung open and Chris stood there.

“Hey I forgot my phone…” He trailed off as he saw your face and you quickly pulled your hair over your face feeling exposed.

“Y/N what happened?” He begun, but luckily, Pippa sensing your desire for the ground to swallow you up, instantly  jumped up pressing his phone into his hands and shooing him out of the office urging him to leave you alone for some quiet time and saying ‘yes she’s FINE’ over the top of his protests while shutting the door in his face.

“Oh god thank you.”

“That’s ok, although people are gonna be concerned. In fact I don’t want you going home alone tonight, I’ll take a cab with you. No ifs no buts.”

You wished you hadn’t blurted out a lie about being mugged. If anything that was just gonna bring more attention on yourself. And it wasn’t the same: people who got mugged were victims of something awful, you weren’t a victim, he said this was something you had done, that you’d made him this angry. Was this your fault? You slipped the glasses back up to your face, wishing for invisibility. You didn’t want any more attention, and you didn’t want anyone walking you home, you couldn’t run the risk of Mark finding out that you’d shown anyone your black eye. He’d wanted you to keep it hidden today, he was so sorry for what he’d done.

“It’s fine honestly Pippa. Mark’s coming to pick me up later so I won’t be on my own. And anyway I’m not sticking around for the show tonight, it’s my night off, i just came in to work on some charts for Alex for a couple of hours, so I’ll be home before dark anyway.”

“Well…ok. Sorry, I know you don’t need babysitting, I’m just so glad Mark will be with you, he’s a good guy, he must have been so worried about you.”

You zoned out as Pippa started praising Mark but hopefully that was enough to keep her from accompanying you home tonight. You made her promise not to tell anyone else what happened but you realised that was going to be impossible, but Pippa had at least promised to tell people not to ask you about it. You regretted lying so much, and what a shitty lie it was.

After much reassuring her that you were fine, she eventually left you to it. And in the quiet of the office you could finally breathe and concentrate on the charts Alex had asked you to work on. For the next couple of hours you worked on transposing music for new chorus members, tinkering with arrangements and for those two hours things were easy. You could get lost in your work, and notes and squiggles on a page were easier to deal with than real life. The two hours flew past in a whirlwind and you piled your folders together and grabbed your bag ready to head out before the evening crowds assembled for showtime.

As you made your way quietly down the corridor hoping to avoid speaking to anyone as you slipped out, at least until tomorrow, there was Lin. He was completely unaware of you as he sat on the floor near one of the prop rooms. His oversize hoodie was pulled over his head and he was staring intently at his laptop, bobbing his head in time to a beat through his headphones. Looking at him now with strands of hair hanging in his face as he absent-minded tucked them behind his ears he looked so lost in his music, so happy. On any other day you would have joined him and wasted time sharing songs and ideas, bouncing off each other until showtime.  On any other day you could have silently stolen a glance and noted how cute he looked while in full concentration mode. But today wasn’t any other day and you needed  a hot bath and some sleep and to figure out what to do.

You breathed in pushing the sunglasses tight against your face and left through the back door silently. The noise of the street hit you immediately and you realised you felt scared. You felt scared to go home, you felt scared to see Mark. You breathed in slowly, it felt like everything was in slow motion today.

“Hey”

You turned round and there was Lin. He’d followed you out, with his hood pulled down and his headphones hanging round his neck,. “I was waiting for you but you snuck out before saying goodbye”

“I’m sorry, it’s been a weird day, I just need to get home”

You eyes darted around, too scared to look him in the face. Did he know? Had Pippa told everyone?

“You’re not sticking around tonight?”

He looked disappointed.

“It’s my night off, I’m not feeling great. I’m just gonna go home.” You forced a smile but it came out a grimace.

“Has something happened?”

Did he know? You didn’t think he knew. But his eyes narrowed and his mouth tensed with concern.

“It’s nothing. I’m fine, it was nothing you don’t have to worry.”

You turned away, just wanting to escape but you felt his hand reach out to grab your arm. You winced as his hand slipped and he ended up grabbing your wrist. Your wrist was sore and tender from last night, where Mark had grabbed you, digging his fingers and thumb into your wrist to stop you from leaving. You gasped out in shock of being touched.

“Sorry I…” You looked back to see him glancing down at your wrist where faint red finger marks on your skin seemed to give you away. His eyebrows tensed and he looked up at you in shock. You quickly pulled your arm away, embarrassed.

“I need to go…” you began.

“Wait, Y/N..”

“Seriously, can we do this another day?”

Your turned to leave once again, only this time to find Mark walking towards you both, his mouth pursed and his eyes sullen. You hadn’t lied to Pippa, he really was coming to pick you up after work. It was something you’d been dreading.

“Mark!”

“Hey.” He said, not looking you but staring intently at Lin. Lin broke his gaze away from you, and he turned to face Mark. You couldn’t tell what he was piecing together in his mind from your mood, the sunglasses, and now your wrist. His face was solemn and gave nothing away, gone was the cute smile and soft eyes from just a moment ago. He swallowed and smiled and put his hand out to Mark.

“Hey man, you must be Mark, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

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Love Is Ludicrous; Lives

Originally posted by lostinbangtan

x Jimin feat Taehyung and Jungkook

x Mature, Fuckboy/Playboy Maknae Line

x 2410

Plot: Jimin Park was the ultimate definition of playboy along with his friends Taehyung Kim and Jungkook Jeon. Upon one of his best friends getting married, he’ll have to deal with consiquences also known as Y/N

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Her heels hit against the wooden flooring of the hallway, Y/N hadn’t visited her since she came back from her shoot in Paris three months ago.

“No don’t worry about it, money issues can happen” She heard her sister speak just as she opened the front door.

Y/N followed the sound of her sister’s voice, “Okay I’ll talk to you later” she stated before hastily ending the call.

“Who were you talking to?” Y/N asked putting down the Versace bag she had gotten as a gift from her fashion photographer friend.

“Oh, just him again, nothing important” She stated tossing her phone to the side before continuing with her breakfast.

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So I saw Anastasia last night as my first Broadway show!!!! It was so pretty it felt so unreal. Believe me when I tell you that the Broadhurst is reallllyyy intimate. I sat rear middle orchestra and everytime they looked out into the audience it felt like they were looking at me. The cast was so nice!! MBP came out first and she was so kind to everyone in the line. Ramin came out after her and the hype is reeeeaaal. He turned and looked at me and smiled and said something like “hello darling” and I’m sure if he asked me my name I couldn’t tell him. Hes so charming and handsome when he’s looking at you. There is no way he doesn’t know his effect on people. I barely remembered to ask for a photo i was so enamored. John came out next and he is such a riot! He was cracking jokes all down the line. When i put out my picture playbill out for him to sign he asked me if he could look inside cause he hadn’t seen it before as it they got them in the theatre today. He opened the book, gasped, turned it around and pointed to himself and asked “I wonder who that handsome man is?” I told him,Christy and Derek about how my friends made the Dora Explorer Meme and they all remebered us! There is video of me telling them ill post them later. Derek came out next and learning from Ramin I actually spoke English though still very star struck. Derek is so chill and says “Yea dude” alot but he’s also a fuckin’ dweeeeb. He’s great 10/10 great personality and arms👌. LETS TALK ABOUT CHRISTY ALTOMARE. The rumors are true she is a actual gift to humanity. She was the last one out and chatted with everyone who wanted to. She is so energetic and warm and i love her so much. When she talked to me she was so nice i wish i said more to her. I don’t know if ita possible to not be happy around her shes such a babe. I will make a post about all the tiny details i noticed through oit the show so be on a look out for that!

when i went to see wonder woman in the theatres after it finished i noticed this whole family (well all the women of the family) had come out to watch it all together and when we were all leaving they stopped at the poster and started posing and taking turns, the mom, the daughters, the grandma, all of them doing the gauntlet pose it was so pure and it reminded me of how girls dont usually have a superhero to copy poses off of for a picture in front of their poster and now we do

A concept: Dear Evan Hansen, Be More Chill and the It’s Kind of a Funny Story musical take place in the same city, maybe even school, but Evan is too busy with his lie to get involved in junior drama to notice the squip problem, and Craig is in the hospital when the whole thing goes down

Got7 Scenario: Their girlfriend gets in a fight with his jealous ex and wins.

This is for @aegyoulzzangbtsexo, thanks for being so patient and sweet. I don’t know what I did to deserve a follower like you. 

I made this request more into a scenario instead of a reaction (actually I just wrote a lot by accident, oops!), plus I don’t really have a lot of scenarios. I also don’t condone violence so this scenario will be more of a verbal fight, I hope that’s okay and that you like it! 

P.S. Y/N means “You’re Name.”

Disclaimer: Gifs belong to their respective owners, they are not mine. This post also contains profanity so proceed with caution if you strongly dislike profanity.


Bambam:

The two of you decided to go watch a movie but Bambam wanted popcorn so you stayed inside the theatre while he went to get some. After you sat down you began to feel like someone was staring at you and when you looked in the direction of the gaze you saw her, Bambam’s ex girlfriend. She was glaring daggers and stomping towards you, to then stand towering over you.

You relaxed in your chair and raised an eyebrow completely calm, “Can I help you?”

She scoffed and looked around as if indignant by your response before yelling “I’m Bambam’s girlfriend you whore!”

You remained unfazed, “You mean you’re that girl Bambam broke up with a year ago?” 

Now she looked weaker and she lowered her voice to a normal level, “W-we didn’t break up, we’re just giving each other some time and space. We only had a fight and we’re going to get back together soon.”

You scoffed and raised both of your brows in amusement “Really? Is that why you keep stalking him everywhere he goes? Does he even talk to you anymore?”

She blushed a beet red and ran out of the theatre. That’s when you noticed Bambam had been leaning against a wall the whole time eating his popcorn, “That was better than the movie.”

Jackson:

It was your birthday and Jackson promised that he’d take you on a shopping spree and buy you whatever you wanted. You held hands as you walked into the mall, “Jackson, you don’t have to do this.”

He smiled as he lightly squeezed your hand “C’mon I just want to buy my Jaji everything she wants for her birthday.”

You pouted up at him, “But it’s a lot of money…”

He chuckled, “I earned it so I get to waste it on whoever I want,” he tapped your nose and smiled, “And I want to waste it on you.” 

You could hear a woman’s laugh from in front of you so you both looked up. It was Jackson’s ex. She crossed her arms as she smiled wickedly, “So he’s going to waste his money on you? Hah! He’s wasted thousands of won on me, so what if he buys you all the shit you want that ain’t nothing special.”

You remained calm, “Yeah you’re right it isn’t anything special.” Jackson turns towards you shocked and you look up at him with a gentle smile, “But there is one thing that IS special. He gave me his heart for free before I knew it was safe to give him mine.”

Jackson smiles lovingly down at you before rubbing his thumb against your cheek. He then looks at his ex with a serious expression, “Keep the wons. Y/n let’s go eat something sweet, this chick is too salty.”

Jaebum:

Jaebum had had a long day at practice and was really tired but you weren’t any different, it had been a long rough day at work. You were the first to get home so you texted him:

You: I’m so tiiiiiiiired

Jaebum: Me tooooooo

You: I don’t want to cook…

Jaebum: Takeout?

You: TAKEOUT!

Jaebum: Be home in a few, love you.

You: Love you too MUAH!

You ordered from your favorite takeout restaurant and Jaebum got home only a few minutes before your food arrived. You were prepping the table and excited to finally eat but you heard something hit your window. You opened it to find a note tied around a rock, it was a threat from Jaebum’s crazy ex. You looked out into the darkness and could make out a shadow behind a car.

You yelled “You bitch! He doesn’t love you! Keep fucking with us and we’ll get the cops on your ass!” There was suddenly a lot of noise coming from the direction of the shadow that had disappeared. Running feet, knocked over trash cans, and barking dogs. You slammed the window and turned around to see Jaebum licking some sauce off of his face just looking at you.

“So uh what’s wrong?” he finally said. You slumped down next to him and passed him the note, now feeling too emotionally drained to even eat. He read the note before sighing “Forget about her Jaji.”

You leaned your head against his shoulder, “I want her to forget about you… should we call the cops”

He wrapped his arm around your waist and kissed your hair, “I think my little tiger scared her away.”

Jinyoung:

You had lost count of how many times you and Jinyoung have run into his ex girlfriend in his favorite anything. His favorite cafe, his favorite department store, his favorite grocery store, his favorite gym, and even his favorite park. You were both nice to her at first but now it was getting awkward and annoying so you just avoided her. Both of you were in the car contemplating whether or not you should go into the cafe.

“Jinyoung, this has to stop” you said as you could see her looking around in the cafe through the car’s windshield.

He sighed, “What am I supposed to do? We said that we’d just be friends after the breakup…”

“Clearly she’s not your friend, she’s your stalker,” you got out of the car and he followed before taking your hand in his. 

You walked inside and she quickly ran to you, “What a coincidence!”

You stared he down with a menacing expression, “It’s not a coincidence because you stalk Jinyoung and go to all of the places you know he’ll be, so just leave us alone while I’m telling you nicely.”

She looked at you with wide eyes full of terror before looking at Jinyoung for help. He shaked his head “I’m sorry but I can’t keep doing this anymore. My heart belongs to Y/N so please just keep a distance from us.”

Mark:

There was a very fancy restaurant that you were dying to eat at. Since there were hundreds of amazing reviews online of the restaurant Mark agreed that the it was worth going to. He made the reservations but they had to be made one month in advance to the actual date, so you waited and finally the day came. After around forty five minutes of waiting you were taken to your table which you gladly sat at. You were wearing a beautiful salmon colored dress that Mark had helped you pick out to match with his jacket, and your hair was in an up-do. 

Out of the corner in your eye you saw the shadow of a person walk past your table before you’re splashed with a cold liquid. Mark’s ex girlfriend smirks down at you holding an empty wine glass, “Let’s see if he’ll want to keep being your boyfriend looking like that.”

You glance at the people around you who look at the three of you in shock. You sigh as you keep calm, “To everyone here I look like an innocent girl who was physically abused by her boyfriend’s psychotic ex girlfriend, who can’t comprehend that he broke up with her three years ago and that he’s moved on.”

Her eyes widen as she looks at all of the people around her before blushing a deep red. She storms out of the restaurant with the tail of her dress trailing behind her.

Mark looks at you with a worried expression, “Jaji…”

“Don’t worry,” you take your napkin and dry your face before smiling, “We came here to eat and eat we shall.”

“Okay…”

Youngjae:

You had told Youngjae on numerous occasions that you loved his voice and wished you could sing like him. He always laughed and sang even more so that he could see your beautiful smile. Everything changed when he accidentally caught you singing in the living room. He had just come back from practice and you had the music turned up so high that you didn’t hear him come in but he could clearly hear your beautiful voice. From that day forth he promised that he’d record your voice and put it online because he knew you’d become internet famous in no time. Presently, the two of you were at an electronics store getting the proper equipment for you to be able to sing at home.

“Should we really be buying all of this? I mean, is it all necessary?” You looked at the coiled wires and funny looking boxes in the cart that you didn’t even know what they did.

He chuckled, “Yes Y/N, all of these are important so that your beautiful voice can be heard at the best quality.”

“I bet she sounds like a cat giving birth,” you looked in the direction of the voice and see it’s Youngjae’s ex girlfriend, “How can you even stand talking to her? Her voice is so annoying!” 

You rolled your eyes, “Oh he can stand my voice just fine but I can’t stand your little whiny bitch voice, that might be one of the reasons why he left a bitch like you.”

She scoffed and shoved some boxes off of a nearby shelf before running away.

Youngjae helped you pick up the boxes, “Don’t listen to her Jaji you have one of the most beautiful voices I’ve ever heard. I’m your number one fan.”

Yugyeom:

It was Yugyeom’s first weekend off in a long time and you were determined to have as much fun as you could. That morning you had made him a hearty breakfast with twice as many side dishes than you usually made. After that you went shopping for matching outfits which you quickly changed into once you got home. Then you went to a karaoke and danced as much as you could until you’re legs were too tired and you needed a break.

You sat down next to each other on the couch a sweating mess but giggling like idiots.

Yugyeom smiled widely, “Want to order something to drink?”

You nodded, “Yeah! A giant soda with extra ice.”

He laughed, “A giant soda?! What, a large isn’t enough for you?!”

“I need that ice Yugy!” You both giggled and he ordered your drinks. A man came in a few minutes delivering them but he had left your room’s door slightly open. Yugyeom had an arm wrapped around your waist and was drinking his soda with his free hand, as you leaned your head on his shoulder happily drinking your own soda.

“So you fuck him in the karaoke room, you sure are a slut,” you looked up to see Yugyeom’s ex girlfriend leaning against the doorframe misinterpreting your sweaty bodies.

“What we do in our spare time doesn’t matter to you because he already kicked you out of his life like I’m kicking you out of this room” you held up the karaoke remote that had a security button on it, so that she could see that you weren’t kidding.

She quickly ran out of the room slamming the door behind her. Yugyeom scoffed, “Who even let that crazy bitch in the building in the first place?”


Whooo! That was a lot to write but I’m back in the Kpop spirits! I missed writing about these dumdums. I hope you guys enjoyed this really long scenario! it’s always an interesting challenge to write reactions and scenarios but make up a separate scenario for each member. Here’s my Masterpost if any of you want to check it out where I have tons more of Got7 related content. See you guys around in Tumblr Land!

just a reminder !!!

okay guys, Lin, Daveed, Leslie, Anthony, Jazzy, Pippa, Renee, and all the cast of Hamilton all have SEPARATE LIVES. I’ve noticed the Hamilton fandom seem to mash anything related to Lin or any of the cast with Hamilton when it’s something outside of Hamilton. For example, before i was in love with Hamilton, I saw Moana. I saw Moana in November but started listening to Hamilton in March. I had no idea who Lin was, let alone what amazing work he had done. But I’ve been in the Hamilton fandom for about a month now, and I feel like everyone just associates Lin with anything Hamilton. I’m not saying you need to stop. I just want you to know that Hamilton does not define any of the casts lives outside of Hamilton. (if that makes sense.)
Another example, the musical Amelie had Pippa staring as the main character Amelie. I scrolled through some comments and I saw way too much saying “I liked u as Eliza better but you did great!” “I miss Eliza but this is okay!” guys! I’m sure Pippa worked very very hard on Amelie, but for you to just say “Hamilton is better” and ignore everything, it’s just a little disrespectful. If anyone actually read this (I only have two followers, lol) thank you for taking your time. I hope you respect my opinions and thanks !!!!

Let’s Go Home Mrs. Wayne

`Prompt: Batmom and Bruce having a child who’s a theatre actor and he’s starring in a really big musical/play and it turns out that they’re performing it on the same theatre that Bruce and his parents went to when they died so Bruce has to cope with going there once again and Batmom is there for him?

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          “Your tie is crooked.”

          Bruce meets your gaze in the mirror, “I seem to be having trouble with it tonight.”

          You give a small smile and move forward, your dress swishing around you. You stop in front of your husband, and start undoing his tie. You don’t mention how he looks clammy, or how his hands are shaking. You simply re-tie his tie. When you’re done, you rest your hands on his chest. He covers them with his own. “Are you going to be all right? He’d understand …”

          “I’ll be fine Y/N.”

          You go silent for a moment “It’s okay to be nervous. Scared even.”

          “I’m fine.” He starts to pull away, but you stop him. You bring him in for this long heated kiss. He grins, “You keep doing that and neither of us will make it to this thing.”

          You smirk, “All the boys are out of the house tonight, I figured I’d give you a little preview of what’s to come later tonight.” You give him a wink before leaving the room. You make sure to put a little extra sway in your hips as you go. Keeping him distracted tonight is key.

          The boys are already waiting in the foyer for you, looks of trepidation on their faces. You grab your wrap and give a smile, “Cheer up boys, the entire idea is to keep things normal.”

          Tim just stares at you, “But this is the same place …”

          You nod, “Yes, I know. Trust me, I know.”

          Jason groans, “Who the hell puts on a high school play at an actual theatre?”

          Damian rolls his eyes, “Rich kid schools.”

          Your eyes slide to Dick who leaning against the wall in silence. When he notices your gaze he gives a small smile.

          Bruce comes down the stairs several minutes later, and the entire family is off. The boys leave the car, before you do, and you wait with Bruce. You simply take his hand and give it another squeeze.

          He gets out of the car, and you make sure to never let go of his hand. Even when his grip gets tight, you never flinch. You wait to enter the theatre until the last minute, you find that the fresh air is helping keep Bruce calm.

          The two of you go in at the last minute, where the boys have seats saved. You make sure that Bruce has an aisle seat, and a clear escape path if needed. He still doesn’t let go of your hand.

          When the lights dim, and your son comes out on stage, you fall into the performance being put on. You always were a sucker for the Mikado. Seth is your youngest son, a senior in high school, and an avid performer. He’s been doing plays since elementary school, and attended a special performing arts academy for high school. This is his last performance before college.

          You glance down the line of seats, it might even be the last time the entire family attends a play together. As the play winds down. You can’t help but be amazed at the performance. One look at Bruce tells you, he’s just as enthralled.

          As the curtain closes and the lights come on, the family makes their way backstage. The boys go forward first. Giving Seth his much deserved kudos, before your baby comes jogging over to you. He’s taller than you are now; in fact he dwarfs you in size. He gives you a hug and a kiss on the cheek, before asking, “Where’s dad?”

          Almost if by magic Bruce has disappeared. You make sure the smile never leaves your face, “He just need some air.”

          Seth takes the news with a smile before he’s pulled away by his friends. The other boys surround you. Jason smiles, “The kid did a really good job.”

          Damian scoffs, “Well he should, we’ve been running lines with him for months.”

          Tim grins, “It really confused the bad guys, when we’d keep up with it while fighting.”

          Dick full on laughs, “Remember Penguin’s face when Seth just started belting out the lyrics to I’ve got a little list?”

          Tim nods enthusiastically, “His re-write was amazing! To include some of our worst villains in it was absolutely genius.”

          You step away and out the side door as the boys continue talking. The spring night air is just a bit chilly, and you pull your wrap a bit closer. You stop at the sight of Bruce and Seth. Your youngest son, was considerably sheltered compared to his brothers. He’s the baby, and they had all felt some sort of need to protect him.

          That being said Seth had still seen horrible things, experienced painful things. But the sight of him, with his arm wrapped around his father’s shoulders, while the two of them stare at a spot with just a hint of red still stained on the pavement, makes you stop.

          You can just barely hear their conversation Seth’s voice is soft. “I know it wasn’t easy. To come here tonight.”

          Bruce just sighs, “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Your mother’s hand probably needs a brace though, from how tight I was clutching it.”

          Seth just scoffs, “Mom is tough. Has to be with a bunch of superheroes for kids.” There’s a moment of silence before he asks, “Do you ever wonder what it would have been like if they never died?”

          Bruce hesitates, “I used to. A lot, actually. But then I met your mother. Then we took in Dick, then Jason, then Tim, and Damian popped up, and then we had you. And one day I found myself thinking about it, and I realized that if they hadn’t died I probably wouldn’t have married your mother, or taken in your brothers, and you wouldn’t have been born. At some point I became happy with how my life turned out.”

          Seth smiles, “You forgot Batman.”

          Bruce shakes his head, “No, I didn’t. I could have lived without Batman. I couldn’t have lived without you guys.”

          Seth just hugs his father and turns to go back inside. He smiles at the sight of you and drops another kiss on your cheek before saying, “The guys are taking me out tonight. We’ll handle patrol, just make sure pop’s is okay for us, please.”

          You smile, “I’ve been doing it for twenty years Seth, I excel at it.”

          “Night Mom.”

          “Goodnight baby, you were fantastic!”

          He disappears and you walk closer to Bruce, and take his arm. You’re silent for a minute before you say, “I honestly didn’t think you’d come back here.”

          Bruce just shrugs, “Neither did I to be honest.” He takes a breath, “I stood here for a good three minutes before Seth came out. Stood in the exact place my father would have, and looked where the gunman stood. All I could think about were the hundred different ways I could disarm him now.”

          You lay your head on his shoulder, “And then what happened?”

          He smiles, “Seth came out, and I realized that this is where this life began. I lost my parents, but I gained a lot too.”

          You smile and start walking him forward, “And they would be very proud of the performance you’ve given over your life Bruce Wayne. Lord knows I am.”

          He just smiles and says, “Let’s go home Mrs. Wayne.”

Undressed #2

Zen

  • when the director first told him about this show, he thought he was joking
  • he wasn’t
  • “Just think of it as a way to make more people know you!”
  • it took him a while before agreeing
  • but as soon as he did, he started regretting it
  • and now, he finds himself in a dark room
  • waiting for a girl with whom he’ll have to spend half an hour trying to get to know eachother
  • he definitely should not have accepted this
  • he should have stayed home
  • if he screws up,he’s dead
  • he knows that this “experiment” might ruin his career forever
  • he might even have to start all over again
  • his thoughts are interrupted by MC, who walks into the room
  • Zen immediately stands up, waiting for her to come closer
  • “Hi, I’m MC!” she says, once they’re standing face to face
  • “Nice to meet you, MC. I’m Zen” he answers, taking her hand and kissing it
  • oh boy, he was supposed to shake it
  • even though the room is pretty dark, he can see that MC is blushing
  • “How are you?” she asks
  • “Much better, now that you’re here”
  • is he already flirting?
  • yes he is
  • “So, MC… what, uhm, what do you do? Do you have a job?” he asks, once he notices how embarassed MC seems to be
  • “Not yet, but I’m studying to become a teacher” 
  • “A teacher? Wow! You must be very smart!”
  • “Well, actually-”
  • MC is suddenly interrupted by the beginning of the first experiment: Undress
  • once they see the big word on the screen, they both blush
  • after a few seconds of embarassed silence, Zen comes closer to her
  • “May I…?” he asks, pointing at her clothes
  • “O-oh, yeah, s-sure” she stutters, suddenly looking away
  • he starts removing her clothes, trying to be as gentle as possible
  • but ofc he makes everything seem more sensual that it actually is
  • not that MC might complain tho
  • once he has completely undressed her, it’s her turn to undress him
  • he tries to stand still while her hands roam over his body, trying to remember that not only MC is a complete stranger, but also that they will end up on television
  • and showing his boner on television doesn’t seem like the best idea
  • so when MC starts unzipping his pants, he can’t help but thinking about seven in a maid dress
  • at least he won’t get a boner now
  • MC quickly removes the last piece of fabric from his body, and then they both jump onto the bed
  • “What about you, Zen? Do you have a job?” MC asks
  • “I’m an actor, I work in musical theatre” he says, smiling
  • MC’s eyes suddenly widen
  • “I LOVE MUSICAL THEATRE!” she says, and Zen notices how much at ease she must be feeling in that moment
  • before he get to reply, tho, a new experiment begins: Zen, sing a song from her favourite musical
  • “It’s Wicked” MC bursts out, pretty excited
  • Zen starts to panic
  • his mind is blank
  • he can’t remember any song from Wicked
  • actually, he can’t remember any song at all
  • when MC notices he’s being too quiet, she tries to help him by singing
  • “Something has changed within me, something is not the same…”
  • soon enough, Zen remembers
  • he starts singing, leaving her speechless
  • he is reeeeeally good
  • once the song has ended, the third experiment begins: Pillowfight
  • “I would never hit a lady, especially one as pretty as you” he says, without looking away from MC
  • “Good” she says “It means I’ll win!”
  • a pillow immediately hits him, and he can see MC grinning as she’s standing in front of him
  • he slowly takes his own pillow and hits MC, trying not to hurt her
  • after a few minutes, he finds himself on top of MC, with his pillow between his hands, both of them panting
  • before they can both get up, the fourth experiment begins
  • on the screen, they can see many pictures of people kissing
  • they’re both quick to understand what is going to happen
  • “You should kiss me” MC whispers
  • Zen suddenly leans in, trying to be as gentle as possible
  • slowly, his gentle and innocent kiss turns into a very hot and deep french kiss
  • before they get to enjoy it too much, the final part of the experiment begins
  • they have to choose whether to stay in the bed or leave
  • Zen quickly chooses “yes”
  • although he doesn’t know that girl very well, he is intrigued by her
  • and he honestly hopes that she chooses the same option
  • when two big “yes” appear on the screen, he feels happier than he thought he would be
  • the lights and cameras are off, leaving them alone
  • even though we all know Zen would never do the so on first date
  • especially if he’s not sure whether it’s a date or not

Aaaaaand here we are with the second “Undressed” fic! Many of you requested Zen, so here it is, all for you to enjoy ^^

Please let me know which character you would like next! 

Hope you enjoy :D

As always, feedback is more than appreciated!

All you had to do was ask.

Request: Steve x reader, smut, him being too shy to actually talk to her and then she catches him masturbating and “helps him out” (bj) which makes him feel bad at first cause he’s such a gentleman, but at the end their both OK with it since she has wanted him too?

 Warnings: smut, language.

Originally posted by sherlollipops


Steve Rogers liked to consider himself a gentleman. He treats women with respect.

Hell, maybe even a little old fashioned.

He’s found he has a hard time keeping up with the times.

That didn’t change when little miss (Y/N) came into the picture.

Man, she could almost give Peggy a run for her money.

She is sweet, funny, loving, protective, and so much more.

And Steve is helplessly in love with her.

Hydra? No problem.

Attack on earth from aliens? Piece of cake.

Killer robot that wants to destroy the Avengers? Walk in the park.

Asking (Y/N) out on a date? Complete fucking disaster. Hardest thing he’s ever tried to do.

So, this is how he finds himself in the training room, blowing off some steam, taking his anger out on a punching bag that’s done nothing to him. This is his safe spot.

Sweat dripping down his face and back, he decides he should probably take a break before he sends Tony into a premature heart attack.

“Steve?” Ah, speak of the devil. A very sweet voiced devil.

“Oh, h-hey (Y/N) whats up?”

You smile at Steve. And his heart almost beats out of his chest.

“I thought I’d find you here. Hey, everyone is on a mission tonight and it’s just you and me tonight. I thought, maybe you’d like to watch a movie with me or something?”

The red that flushes your cheeks will be his undoing.

“Uh, yeah (Y/N) I think I’d like that. Just give me a few minutes to grab a shower and I’ll meet you in the theatre room?” Steve rubs the back of his neck. A habit you’ve noticed he does when he’s nervous. You know he wants you. And you want him.

“Sounds good, Captain. I’ll see you there!” You turn on your heal, and sway your hips as you walk. You can almost hear Steve groan in frustration.

‘Does she do this to me on purpose? Little minx, she knows what shes doing and she loves it. Two can play at this game, Ms. (L/N).’ With a devious smirk, Steve heads to the showers.

Okay maaaaybe trying to spy on Steve wasn’t the politest thing to do, but you just can’t help it. The man makes your insides tingle, and your lower half ache with need.

You make your way to the showers, about 15 minutes after Steve said he’d meet you. Just to, you know, make sure he hasn’t suffered a stroke in his old age.

You’re about to call his name…when you hear him call yours instead…breathlessly.

“Nngh, (Y/N)….” It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know what he’s doing in there…and he’s doing it to the thought of you…

“F-fuck..yeah, just like that.” Your heart picks up its pace…and you find your own fingers making their way down your body…

You tiptoe your way into the showers, even though Steve is caught up in the moment, that doesn’t mean he wont be aware of intruders.

Your fingers find their way inside your panties…and find their target.

You start working slow deliberate circles on your clit.

You have Steve in your sights now, he’s leaning against the shower wall, cock rock hard in his hand…he’s using his left hand to stroke himself, and his right hand is massaging his balls.

God it’s a beautiful sight.

“Think you could use a hand, Captain?”

You half expected him to jump out of his skin in sheer embarrassment. He doesn’t.

“I wondered when you’d make yourself known. Did you enjoy the show?” Your face heats up. This bastard knew the whole time you were watching. You’re not going to let that ruin your moment.

“What do you think Captain?” You draw your fingers away from your cunt, and wrap them around his stiff cock. He gasps, as if he wasn’t expecting you to be so bold.

“Fuck, (Y/N).” You smirk, getting down on your knees, you pump him a few times for good measure, before sticking your tongue out and dragging it from the base of his cock to the tip, never breaking eye contact.

“God, you look so beautiful on your knees with my cock in your mouth.” Steve moans out as he runs his fingers through your hair.

You pull the tip of his cock between your lips, and suck, slowly taking his cock in your mouth, stroking what you can’t get in.

You start bobbing your head back and forth, Steve draws your hair back into his fist, making a pony tail.

“God yes, just like that.”

You continue, taking a little more of him every time you go back down.

“If you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum in your mouth, (Y/N).”

Just what you wanted…you wanted to taste him as he comes apart in your mouth.

You reach your right hand up and stroke his balls, knowing that would drive him over the edge.

He groans, biting his lip, trying to keep the noise down.

“Fuck (Y/N) I’m cumming…”

He grabs your face in his hands and slowly starts to thrust into your face, chasing his orgasm.

You clench your eyes closed, trying to focus on his moans and not gagging. It seems to work.

A few seconds later you feel him shoot his hot seed down your throat.

“Fuck…” Steve helps you back up, as you wipe the corner of your mouth with your hand.

“I’ve wanted to do that for quite some time…” You admit.

“R-really?”

“Yeah…I was glad to hear you thinking about me…”

“I’m sorry (Y/N), this isn’t how I wanted you to know I liked you…I wanted to ask you out, take you on a proper date..I hope you can forgive me.”

“Steve, if it wasn’t obvious, I like you too…and it’s okay. We can still have proper dates.” You grin up at him as he leans down to kiss you on the mouth. You reach behind him and shut the water off.

“So, how about that movie?” You ask as you hand him a towel.

He blushes and covers himself.

“Oh please, I think we’re past modesty.” You wink and he chuckles.

“Alright, alright. I’ll meet you there, I owe you now if I’m not mistaken…” You giggle and run back to the theatre room, eager for what he has in store.

 

 

 

A/N: AAAHHHH!!!! I loved writing this!! Please do let me know what you thought!!

concept: a vampire novel about a theater tech who gets bitten by a vampire and begins to turn and they have to keep it a secret and they’re like “oh no how will i ever keep this from my family and friends what will i do angst angst angst”

but no one notices for ages

and finally when someone does find out, the tech is like “how did you never notice that in the past year, i haven’t gone outside when it’s daylight, eaten anything, or let anyone take any pictures of me? or that i’ve gotten sickly and pale or that i’ve been staying up all night? or that i’ve been distant and avoided human interaction?”

and their friend is like

“dude you were always like that”

“…fair point”

anonymous asked:

*curtsies* Dear Duke, So I just saw your response to a question and the anon mentioned that you wrote 7 books before one was published. I really want to write a book (always have) but I can't brainstorm any ideas that aren't knockoffs of anything I've already read. How do you come up with ideas for stories. From, Desperately Seeking Ideas

*Curtsies* Story ideas don’t come from any one place. My debut novel was the bizarre brainchild of my love of Shakespeare and working on my senior honors thesis in undergrad. Another was born out of my going “What if you took this old myth and put it in this modern genre?” The one I’m currently working on started with my anachronistic love of 1970s rock bands and eight months later has evolved into this weird music/road trip/Great Middle American Meltdown novel. Point is, there is no magical idea cabinet where writers go to take inspiration down off the shelf when they need it. However, I think there are two things you can do to keep the wheels greased, as it were: 

  1. Engage with other types of art and activity. You’ll notice that everything I mentioned above was kind of spawned by my interest in other forms of art: theatre, music, what have you. Now, that’s not always the case (I have a book that started as a stress dream I had about scorpions, that’s literally all it takes sometimes), but I find that when I’m struggling with what to write next, whether I’m stuck in the middle of a story or at a loss for ideas at all, artistic stimulation really helps. You never know what’s going to get the creative gears turning, so instead of just tapping a pencil on a blank page, go out and do stuff. Go to a ballet, a museum, a concert, a movie, a football game, whatever. Something might get the juices flowing. 
  2. Write anyway. Even if you don’t have a fully-formed novel idea waiting in the wings, that doesn’t mean you can’t play with prose. Find writing prompts online. Write character sketches and short stories and poems if that’s what you like. No minute spent writing is wasted, because every minute spent writing makes you a better writer, even if what you’re writing will never see the light of day. That’s fine. In fact, that’s necessary. Writers have to practice out of sight the way every other artist does, so don’t take that away from yourself. Keep working, even if you’re just writing descriptions of people or places that you’re never going to actually use. It’s good artistic exercise and guess what? Odds that you’ll actually fall in love with one of those sketch characters or skeleton outlines are pretty good. Make your brain work. Sooner or later it’ll cough up something good. 

So those are my two big helpful hints for when you’re suffering an idea block. But before I finish this up I have two more important things to say:

  1. You can’t rush inspiration. Art is not like building an IKEA bookcase, where you take it out of the box and follow the instructions and a little while later, bam, there it is. It’s much more complicated than that, and there are no universal instructions. If you don’t have what you feel like is the right idea for a novel, wait. Because:
  2. You shouldn’t write a novel just to write a novel. Writing a novel is an absolutely huge undertaking, if you’re going to do it right. It will take literally (literally) years of your life, and chances are the first three to five novels you write will end up being drawer novels nobody ever sees because you’re still learning and they’re not that good. That’s fine. That’s necessary. That’s how you finally write a six or seventh novel that is worth a reader’s time. But it’s an enormous commitment, and it’s not something you should do unless the idea is so compelling that you feel like you have to write this novel. Because if you start writing a novel just because you like the idea of writing a novel and the story is really just something you threw together and don’t care very much about, it’s kind of doomed from the start and you’re just going to end up wasting your own time. So wait. Keep playing with words and engaging with other forms of art and wait for that inspiration you can’t rush. You will thank yourself down the line. 

Let me know if this doesn’t help. (And do browse through the writing advice and writer’s block tags, because there’s a lot of this kind of stuff there already.)

Sarah Michelle Gellar and Lin-Manuel Miranda Are Obsessed With Each Other Online

Sarah Michelle Gellar and Lin-Manuel Miranda might be obsessed with each other.

The “Hamilton” and “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” stars have spent much of the last two months tweeting GIFs of themselves at each other.

The saga began when Gellar tweeted a photo of herself signing the wall at the Richard Rogers Theatre in New York, where “Hamilton” is playing, on Feb. 9. “I got to sign @HamiltonMusical wall!!@JMunozActor ty for being so kind to my daughter (she wants to know when we are seeing the show again),” Gellar wrote.

Miranda responded to the tweet with the heart-eyes emoji, prompting the “Buffy” alum to write “Ok I’m done. I’ve accomplished all I need to in life. I’ve been noticed by @Lin_Manuel.”

They spent the next few days trading GIFs of themselves, expressing excitement at having been noticed by each other. On Feb. 10, Gellar tweeted “oh Lin stop it (don’t stop).”

The interaction kicked up again on Wednesday when Gellar tweeted a photo of herself on the cover of Entertainment Weekly’s “Buffy” 20th anniversary issue with the caption “The Chosen One.” Miranda responded with a GIF from the WB series featuring Alyson Hannigan saying “How lovely to see you again.”

Miranda and Gellar have since spent the rest of the week trading tweets and photos, proving that the reservoir of Sarah Michelle Gellar and Lin-Manuel Miranda GIFs is as bottomless as their mutual admiration.

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Strong Woman Do Bong Soon Episode 04

First things first: did Gook-do’s girlfriend lie to him about being out of town? And went to meet his childhood friend? Seriously? What is she thinking? She’s so ending up in the killer’s kidnapping list.

Which takes me to the mystery at hand: today I can safely say that the killer is not Bong-ki (didn’t really believe it for a second) nor the mafia guys tailing Bong-soon. By the way, that entire thing was hilarious and I’m dying to see how it plays out in future episodes. Are they trying to recruit her? If yes, I’m dying of laughter since she’s already the Boss in the neighborhood. Those high school kids were pretty funny too, I was lol-ing through the entire scene. And as a finishing touch, the two mobsters getting all excited about witnessing an UFO has to be the most hilarious scene of the entire episode.

By the way, how does the Mafia Boss know about Min-hyuk? Is it because they keep tabs of all important CEOs or is it regarding his father’s past? I’m more inclined for the latter and I’m sure this storyline it will comeback to us in the long run, and even will have something to do with catching the killer and Min-hyuk’s stalker, who now I believe it’s not the same person.

That’s right, methinks today we got more clues that we are dealing with two different criminals: the stalker harassing Min-hyuk and the killer kidnapping the young women. For one, the first seems to have a very detailed goal and that it’s getting Min-hyuk out of the family business. In this case, I have to assume it’s indeed one of his older brothers trying to get the company for themselves. What other reason could it be to do all this?

The second criminal also has a plan but it has nothing to do with Min-hyuk or a business, he’s just a crazy man harming random people he feels attracted to.

Also, today we got to see Bong-soon have a change of attitude towards Gook-do. Don’t get me wrong, she’s still crushing on him but now she’s getting fed up of his rants and also making unflattering and unexcited faces when she sees his name on the caller ID. What a difference from the first episode!

I liked it when we can see the friendship between Gook-do and Bong-soon, it makes me understand why she likes him despite his cold attitude. Gook-do is all business, most of the time, and it’s makes him a pain but also someone to admire since he is honest and hardworking. The scene where they are talking outside her house made me see more into their relationship, and I think he honestly doesn’t know about her crush because he wouldn’t be this way otherwise. He cares too much and he has demonstrated it by being all up her business and giving her advice on how to avoid dangerous situations.

The thing is Gook-do is convinced Bong-soon is some sort of delicate flower so in a way, despite of being together for so many years, he doesn’t really know her. I’m looking forward for him to find out the truth about her powers, although I admit is pretty hilarious how oblivious he is to what’s under his nose.

It was also nice to see a more vulnerable side of Bong-soon since she is always wearing a tough attitude, but watching her crying her eyes out at the movie theatre, getting drunk and dancing to forget her worries was not only hilarious but also a different person. But we also got to see her cool side, a là Kevin Costner, and also her more feminine and sensitive side when she was taking care of Min-hyuk, who noticed every single thing about our leading lady.

If Min-hyuk was smitten before, after today he’s a goner. Watching him tear up in front of that breakfast made me want to cry, imagining how long must have been since he had a proper meal. One that he can appreciate and from someone he cares about.

We already knew that after his mother’s death, he was isolated and didn’t get along with his older brothers; but what was shown to us today was straight up bullying. How many years did he have to endure it? What’s more, now he chooses to make a closet the door to his safe place because it’s a way to battle his demons face on. And in that door the painting of the woman who saved his life many years ago. Hasn’t he made the connection that Bong-soon and the woman are one and the same? I wonder how will he react when he realizes…

Bong-soon and Min-hyuk had a lot of development, although small and slow, they are not in the same place as before. Min-hyuk is definitely interested in more than just a professional relationship now, just look at him talking all sweetly and like an Oppa on the phone the morning after they went out. And while Bong-soon remains unimpressed, I’m starting to see her care more for him with each episode. So darn cute, guys. See ya at the wedding!

You know who else notices things? Kyung-shim, who accurately points out Min-hyuk isn’t gay at all. Yes, girl, you are right. Also, can I point out that Bong-soon’s bestie is awesome and endearing, and that Bong-ki seems to have thing for her? Or am I imagining things? Yes? No? I mean, I think they are pretty cute together and have an easy going relationship. I ship it.

Another week of two good, solid episodes of Strong Woman Do Bong-soon and I’m officially hooked. Looking forward to more clues about the crimes and character development next week!

Originally posted by kdrama-s