- calling his date’s friend for help on what to wear
- green sunglasses pink superstar jacket
- facing the world but sinking into an existential crisis when a kid doesn’t like him
- praying he’s not drunk when he wakes up in the morning
- aggressively longing for inner peace
- high key avengers nostalgia
- asking and remembering stark industries employees names
- personally lending a hand in the rehabilitation process of known criminals
- “don’t you believe in dreams?”
- broken mirrors
- divine comedy references
- “malory” and “captain america” passwords
- the “&$&@ it, fire everything” protocol
- waking up in a hospital and, “don’t sedate me, i’m an alcoholic”
- to a little girl “don’t be frightened. i’ll be right back. and one day, you can sing me a song”
- riding on the back of the motorcycle
- using pictures of his girlfriend as a bookmark
- “this is a heist movie”
- stark datashades
- the blonde clean-shaven steve rogers-esque undercover look
- casually owning a captain america costume
- sad post-mortem videos
- growing up as a “sensitive boy” who cried ~too much
- james bond references
- drawing heart shapes on fogged glass
- getting his nose broken trying to defend a woman from harassment
- keeping wedding pictures of happy and pepper on his mantelpiece like an actual grandmother
- having vivaldi play as soon as he steps into the house
- extreme sports junkie
- “the drink or the dream?”
- talking about both “tony stark” and “iron man” as entities separate from each other and separate from himself
- a part of him is dead and the other is screaming in pain
- space fascination
- being scared of the dark
- feeling bad about killing sewer rats and lizards
- FEAR OF COCKROACHES
- horoscope nerd
- e X t r e M e horoscope nerd
- wanting to die but not dying because he doesn’t think he has done enough even though he also thinks he’s done too much lol “necessary monster”
- weird choices for sleeping places
- the “grinding but hollow feeling” that makes him want to drink
- slipping AA sayings into casual conversation
- tony’s personal christmas shopping = christmas shopping for people at the homeless shelter he funds
- christmas wish: “someone to watch over me”
- hating magic
- hiring anyone who demonstrates valor on the spot (pepper potts, happy hogan, marcy pearson, etc) almost like he’s knighting them 😎
- broken bones and coughing blood inside the armors
- when the suit fails: “don’t be a coffin”
- disturbing medical protocols
- the creepy satanic undertones in several of his nightmares
- not believing in heaven and hell but believing he’d go to hell if it existed
- also high key wondering if he IS in hell
- to be continued
A/N- Hey! So I’m finally finished all my exams, thank baby Jesus!! Anyway, I’ve been playing around with this for a while. And I’m excited to show this to you all. There will definitely be a part two for this.
You got up and did your daily routine, have a shower, eat breakfast and go to work. You loved your job. You worked really heard and it payed off, you were now the CEO’S right hand man in Kim’s industries. Seokjin your boss and close friend, was taking a step back. He was doing so in order to spend more time with his growing family. You were said cause he was a really good friend of yours, and the thought of working with someone who wasn’t him scared you. What if the new CEO didn’t like you? What if you didn’t like him? So many questions and it wasn’t even nine o’clock in the morning.
You got in to the lift and pressed the number of the floor you worked on. There was a soft melody playing in the back ground, the doors began to close. Suddenly someone stuck there arm in between the closing doors, stopping them from closing and re-opening them. It was a man. He was a masterpiece, he looked like he just walked out of a Calvin Klein ad. He was wearing a black tailored suit, which was obvious because it fit him like a glove.His hair was jet black, swept to the side to show off his fore head. He reminded you of someone, you just couldn’t pin point it. He stopped and stared at you for a moment. You moved a side to let him in. He walked past you and leaned up against the railing. You could fell him staring at you. You felt hot under his gaze. You felt arms snake around your waist. His arms. The beautiful man holding close against his hard chest. You could stay like that forever, but who was he and why did he want to cuddle in the lift?
“E-excuse me, Sir. But I think this is really inappropriate, could you please let me go.” You were a little shaky, you didn’t know who he was. But you could stay in his arms like that forever. Was he going to offer you sex? Like you’d consider it, he was really good looking and you’d say he’d be like a god between the sheets. Y’know what sayin. He chuckled, it was like music in your ears.
“Really, Y/N/N (Your nick name)? You don’t remember me? He rested his chin on your shoulder, he was pouting. You’d know that pout anywhere.
“Jeon Jungkook, you’ve turned into such a man.” You turn around his arms, wrapping yours around his neck and giving him a tight squeeze.
“Handsome, I know right?” He smirked down at you.
“I think fucking hot. OH MY GOD! Did I just say that out loud.” You try to pull back from him, to embarrassed. But he just pulled you tighter against him, his hands trailing lower down your back. He lowered his face down to your ear, his breath tickling your neck.
“I think your fucking hot, too.” He whispered in your ear.
*Flash back* -
You met Jungkook when you were eight. You became friends pretty fast, never staying a part for too long. It was when Jungkook got his girlfriend that you realised you had feelings for him. As the years went by you understood that Jungkook would never look at you in that way. But why did he have to be so big on skin ship. He may look all innocent and shy, but no, not at all. He was a clingy motherfucker. He was big into cuddling, holding hands, a lot of times his hands would slip onto your ass and he would feel it up. Not that you minded, but you never really thought anything of it, because he was also always touching Jimins ass too. But it’s glories so who wouldn’t.
The last time you saw Jungkook was at the end of year party, at graduation. He told you he was going to get both of you drinks and to stay right there. When it was hour later and he still wasn’t back, you went to look for him. He was basically fucking the girl that you hated most in the world, she called you nasty names and told you that you would never be good enough for the likes of jungkook. What a bitch. She was the definition of bitch. But your 17 year old little heart broke at the sight, and you ran away. The next day Jungkook texted you, but you didn’t reply. He called, you didn’t answer. He saw you walking down the street home, but you walked faster and pretended not to hear him. Jungkook was a great friend, but you could no longer hold it in. You had to let him go, even if that meant your friendship was ruined. It had to stop.
*End of flash back*-
“So how have you been?” He asked. You were relived he wasn’t bringing up the past.
“I’m good, you?” He smirked, leaning down to your ear again. Does he know what hes doing to you right now?
“I’m great, now that I’ve seen you.” He whispers. Your breathing hitched in your throat. He smirked…. little cunt. The lift opens, you pull apart from him.
“It was good seeing you, Kook!” The old nickname rolling off your tongue with ease. He smiled bright, you missed it.
“Oh, I think you’ll be seeing a lot more of me.” He leans back against the railing, smirking. The doors slowly close.
You get to your office and sit back in your chair with a sigh of relief. Why did he have to be so good looking. Your heart was pounding and that was eight years ago that you were in love with him. You can’t still have those feelings, right? Right.
A knock came to your door, and in pops Seokjins old assistant.
“Miss Y/N, the new CEO is here. There will be a meeting in five minutes up stairs, in the conference room.” She informs you.
“Okay, thank you.” You sigh taking off your coat and making your way to the board room. You take your seat next to your friend Namjoon. You chat to him till the meeting starts. You were anxious to see whom the new CEO will be. The man you’ll be spending a lot of time with.
“All right everyone, settle down.” The room comes to silence, the door opens. Your looking at your schedule for today. Someone clears there throat. You look up.
“Good morning, I’m Jeon Jungkook, the new CEO of Kim industries.” Your gobsmacked. No fucking way. This can’t be happening! He can’t be the new CEO. The meeting starts and everyone is in awe with Jungkook. Where as you are counting down the seconds till you can leave. And you thought work was a great place to be….
When the meeting finally ends, you practically run back to your office. You want to try. You lay your head on your desk. You heard a faint knock at your door. “Come in.” You shout, not lifting your head from the table.
“Wow, your office has a great view!” You shut your eyes tight hearing his voice. He was no where for eight years, when you longed for him. And now he’s everywhere. You straighten yourself up.
“Is there something I can help you with, Mr Jeon?” His smile fades at your words.
“Y/N, you don’t have be so formal with me. We used to be so close.” He smiles taking a seat in front of you.
“That’s true, but I’d rather if we kept this a professional relationship.” You give him a light smile.
“And we will. But before that, I want you to answer a few questions for me.” Your heart starts to pound. Why is this happening to you? Why did the world hate you?
“Okay.. go ahead.” You play with your fingers, a nervous habit. Jungkook smirks at it.
“Why did you stop talking to me eight years ago?” You sigh.
“Do you want the truth or the easy white lie?”
“The truth would be preferred.” You take a deep breath.
“Okay, well.. I was in love with you.” You laugh. “I am, I saw you making out with that fucking cunt that I hated, and it broke my heart. I didn’t want to put myself through pretending that I was okay with it, when I obviously wasn’t. So when you called and text I ignored them, and eventually you stopped. I never wanted you to know, so I stopped talking to you.” You sigh, it was nice getting that out after all those years.
“Did the boys know?” You finally meet his gaze.
“Just Yoongi and Jimin.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? Things could of been different.” He states.
“I told you I didn’t want you to know. I was afraid it would ruin our friendship, with my one sided love.” You giggle. “It did anyway.” You laugh again, not really knowing why.
“Y/N, things would have been, could be different, because I-” Jungkook sentence gets cut short as your assistant comes in.
“Miss Y/N, Mr Lee is here.” You sigh.
“Already?” You get up smoothing out your skirt. “I’m sorry, Mr Jeon. But I have work to do.” You grab Mr Lee’s file and leave Jungkook in your office.
“I love you, too.” Jungkook sighs.
A/N- So message me if you want a part two. I’m quite happy with this. Hope you all enjoyed. Thank you from reading and for reaching 200 followers!! I love you all, thank you xx
I have nothing against killing animals for food and I often eat meat myself but we need to stop creating an industry in which animals are abused and most of their parts go to waste.
*Guitar picks up*
If we keep taking advantage of our limited resources in order to provide a large amount of meat most of which goes to waste then we’ll end up with nothing but a bunch of diseased animals and polluted water.
*Sick drumbeat kicks in*
However this does not mean it’s okay to shame people for eating meat. It’s no one person’s fault that the industry has gotten out of hand. We’ve created a society over many years in which it’s quite hard to transition from large industries back to local and environmentally-friendly businesses.
*Killer bassline starts*
And we can’t ignore the fact that the same thing has happened to the fruit/vegetable industry, it’s just a lot easier to point fingers when cute little animals are hurt.
*Killer guitar solo*
It’s time we start practicing sustainable agriculture and take away power from out of control industries such as General Mills who own most of what we consume on a regular basis and don’t give a shit as long as they get money.
Speaking of ownership of recordings…. can someone with an understanding of intellectual property in the music biz please tell me wtf is going on with 1000 hands? So it got released officially with zero promo or even any notification that it got released. And the copyright section says ‘fifth harmony’ not ‘epic/syco’ like every single other record. And it is released by this Pablo Lopez guy (who is under UMG) even though fifth harmony shows as an artist - so it sort of has the format of a feature.
Labels are assigned copyrights - thats how the whole relationship works between artists and labels. So the label will always show up in the copyright section of the song. Artists and songwriters just earn royalties (a small percentage) from the copyright owner, who is the label. At first when I saw it I though ‘oh cool they’ve released it through their own publishing company instead of Sony/ATV’. But the thing is even if you are the publisher of the work the label will still own the copyright - it doesn’t have anything to do with that. One direction had a publishing company but the label is still the copyright owner for all the songs. Then I thought maybe they have created their own label, but of course their current label has the exclusive right to them so that doesn’t make sense either. The only thing that seems to make sense is that they were able to somehow obtain the copyright for this one song, through negotiation or payment or as a PR move or something. I thought maybe there is going to be a big PR thing about it soon. But then again surely if it was PR they would have made a big deal out of the release. Maybe they actually have managed to somehow get the copyright and have been able to sneakily get it released by giving it to the Pablo guy and only appearing on it as a feature. In which case perhaps it makes sense that there is no promo because the label controls promo and the social medias. There just seems to be something weird going on here. But then again I literally don’t understand how any of this is possible because the whole fucking point of record deals is to stop artists from doing stuff outside of the label. And also you would think that if this was the case they would still be able to spread the word through rumours and twitter to make people realise.
Do we know whether the girls wrote on 1000 hands? It will say in the liner notes/credits of the Japanese 7/27 - does anyone have this?
I’m so confused right now - I’m going to do some more research on artists obtaining copyrights, but please help me if you can. If we do find out that they were able to do this (and that they actually do get the money from it), then i would want to try and start a social media campaign to get people to buy the song so that the girls can earn a lot of money from it, but i don’t want to do that if it’s some kind of shady PR smoke and mirrors type of thing.
Thanks for your help - Meg
P.S. Also why the fuck is the fandom not going crazy about this?!?!?!?! Everybody has wanted justice for 1000 hands for ages, but now its here and this fucked up fandom is more interested in drama lol.
Someone talk to me about Tony’s anxiety, that beast that resides under his skin. I know it really manifested after New York….but I think it was always present in him. It just became unmanageable after he got up-close-and-personal with space.
Talk to me about that young kid with floppy hair and big brown eyes, who used to clutch Jarvis’s hands extra tight before meeting important people he had to impress on behalf of the Stark name.
How he used excessive drinking after his parents died as a way to cope with the crippling sense of not-good-enough-oh-god-what-do-I-do after his parents die and Stark Industries is left in his hands, and papers are running articles on how shareholders should get out now before the untried heir ruins them.
Let’s not think about how much Tony likes coffee, because the warmth reminds his body that everything is okay, and helps calm his quivering heart.
How Tony’s heart suddenly beats faster every time someone screams at him. But he has been trained since a young age not to show it on his face.
Tony probably tried some drugs in college, and realized it would be way too easy to let them calm him down. They would pull him under indefinitely. So, he stuck with drinking.
He hired Happy to help him burn off the excess energy and keep his anxiety in check.
But he still fidgeted every spare second he got. He still can’t stand silence or uninteresting conversation. He has to move. No wonder hates SI board meetings.
So he multi-tasks, he fits his houses with JARVIS and screens, and talks and works and bothers Pepper at the same time.
Pepper’s unrelenting competence slows his heart-rate at the very least. He can trust her work.
He is a champion avoider. Can avoid problems like no one else. It’s why Pepper’s emails and messages go unanswered until JARVIS sasses him responding.
Just….let’s talk about anxiety that isn’t debilitating (yet), but is very much present.
Hi, I'm looking for this fic where steve and bucky work across the street from each other and bucky writes for a dirty mag and Steve like draws or something and they like tease each other while they work and stuff??
I’m pretty sure it’s this one! If it’s not, just send in another ask and someone might know it!!
Steve Rogers gave up on joining the army and worked for Stark Industries writing policy letters by hand. It’s a dull job, right up until the office across the fire escape is given to an attractive stranger with one arm and no personal boundaries. Was going to be PWP but then there was like… a little plot? Steve and Bucky if Steve & Bucky never met as kids, I guess.