#(( at least they had the founding celeb dance ))

[myobsessionsspace]

One of The Narratives That Turned Canon

Why Jungkook not liking Jimin, when they were younger, is NOT true.

Images like this would circulate and be used as 'evidence' as to Jungkook's dislike for Jimin.

The narrative that Jungkook didn’t like Jimin and that Jimin annoyed/harassed Jungkook, always stemmed from cut off footage, jokey pictures or lack of understanding.

It needs to be remembered that the Rap Line joined Big Hit first, whilst the rest APART from Jimin joined in 2011.

Jimin was the last to join the trainees, around mid 2012. Being the last to join such an intense atmosphere of training, competition and comradery, we can understand that Jimin should have been the odd one out, the one that the trainees would have had the least shared experiences with, the least emotional bonds been the one that would have stuck out from the 'pack.'

The order of the members, as they joined Bangtan, with Jimin completing the group to form the 7 that we now know and love.

The Maknae of the group, Jungkook, had been taken under the wing of the hyung of the group, Jin, who protected him, gave him home comforts by taking him back with him to his family home, which was the closest to the dorms and treating him to meals, as the trainees had yet to make much money.

The maknae had also formed a close bond with the second youngest of the group Taehyung, who when he wanted to goof around and feel his age, he could count on him, who was the more extroverted out of the two and so would bring out different sides to Jungkook, that Jungkook couldn't display on his own and who helped in bringing the younger boy out of his shell.

For Jungkook he found cool, minor celeb underground rapper with a genius IQ and tall manly presence in Namjoon. He found the steady, unassuming presence in Yoongi, knowledgeable in the behind the scenes of music production with a pool of general knowledge also. He found in Hobi the cool street dancer who he could learn from and show sides of his self that he couldn't with the other five, a Hyung that by Jungkook’s own words provided him the most comfort before Jimin became that person to him.

Such a cutie!

People have often believed and carried on with an image of a quiet and mysterious, dark clothed, testosterone filled 'Alpha', when it comes to Jungkook.

He has been called out time and time again by his Hyungs and fans in their early days about his blunt personality, tone and delivery.

But Jungkook was and still is the embodiment of a classic shy introvert.

He’s taken several MBTI tests over the years (there are varied opinions on the validity/reliability and truth of these tests). One thing has remained consistent through them all, the ‘I’ for Introversion.

JK was young, introverted and SHY! Look at this BB titled ‘Jungkook Shy, shy, shy’.

Jimin came into the company and with his wonderful personality, amazing talent and genuine nature, he quickly formed bonds that cemented the 7. Though there were likely many misunderstanding amongst the seven young, hormonal men, all in a new and charged environment.

Rainy Day - both accounts

Jungkook DID find a hyung to look up to in Jimin

A person who would take him under his wing and protect him

A person to help and motivate him in his dance

A person he could be young, wild and free with

A person he could be himself with and feel the lowest of the low and the highest of the high with.

Jungkook wanted to quit being an idol to be a dancer???

ENG TRANS: “I will have a nice business trip to the US. Jimin will take good care of me.”

Though Jungkook was and still is, according to himself, an introvert, he gets moments where he leaps out of his comfort zone, not because he has to (like for example, for work) but because he wants to

Though Jimin has INCREDIBLE emotional intelligence *now* it didn't come from birth, it would have been developed and deepened over time.

In the early years of their bond, what we have witnessed third hand, are some of the workings that went towards the development of their emotional understandings of each other, how their bond evolved in front of people, what needed to be said and not said in front of others.

But make no mistake, they BOTH were fond of each other and equally sought out each others presence, for comfort, for fun, for motivation, for advice, for good times and bad.

The myth was that Jungkook didn't like Jimin in the early days and that they weren't close.

The truth is that, they were the closet of the whole group.

💜💛

This is a blog version of a twitter thread I did

Interesting Links:

Part 1

Part 2

[unscrupulousartist]

hellerby fic, part 7/10

20 May 1929

The lull in business lasted longer than anyone would've liked, but there was little else to be expected. But, by rote or will, nearly half the usual crowd were present come Monday's celebrations. Dragged, arm-in-arm with Mitzi, Mordecai glared at the balloons and streamers that decorated the bar.

"I put your name on a necklace," said Mitzi. She tugged him toward the same cluster of chairs and tables where they had played cards and—everyone else, at least—imbibed mushroom tea, currently empty.

"l already bought a gift.”

"I know, sugar, but lvy doesn't need another gun," she sat him down in the middle of a couch, then stepped away. There was something overly familiar about the motion, and a sense of deja vu washed over him.

“I feel fine,” he whined, feet faltering.

“I know, sugar,” Mitzi soothed. She rubbed his arms as she guided him into an improvised seat at the bottom of a staircase. “But no one needs you throwing up again. Now—”

"Now, wait here and try not to scare anyone."

Blinking, he smoothed down his dress jacket and fumbled with his pocket watch. "No promises."

Scoffing, she left him alone.

The band had started an early set, some easy listening for a group of gentlemen who had sequestered a corner of the bar to themselves. There were a few dancers already, but the crowd was thin enough that Mordecai could easily spy them all. The atmosphere was somewhat dim, since the chandeliers had yet to be replaced, but Mitzi made up for it by lighting candles on every table. An idle queue lined up at the bar, the service moving somewhat slower without Viktor to assist with beer. On stage, Rocky danced while he played, extra rambunctious in his efforts to make the rest of the band laugh and mess up their parts. To their credit, they recovered each falter with a new improvisation.

Across the room, the main doors opened. Giggling with a handful of her friends, Ivy took a few steps then paused to point out the bar and the dance floor. Before the small group could disperse—she’d brought along four girls, all whom Mordecai recognized from Ivy’s school days—Mitzi rounded them up. The Matron called something to the staff at the bar then looped her arm through Ivy’s to guide her along, much as she had for Mordecai.

“Here we are,” Mitzi sat Ivy at the head of the table, alone in an armchair, and her friends started settling into the nearest seats. One of them slipped into the spot next to Mordecai, offering a small smile—and then flinched into the armrest when he narrowed his eyes at her. Mitzi continued: “We’re just waiting on a couple more people. You girls chat, I’ll be right back.”

Ivy shimmied to the front of her seat as Mitzi left. “Mordecai! Have you seen Freckle?”

Holding in a sigh as all the young ladies looked at him, Mordecai leveled a stare at Ivy. “I assumed Mr McMurray would be coming with you.”

Looking past him, she perked. “Nevermind! I see him—” and she launched out of her seat.

The group left behind shifted awkwardly, and this time Mordecai did sigh. Following suit, he stood. “I’ll get some drinks,” he managed not to grind his teeth as he stepped away from the ladies. When his back was to them, he heard them lean close and start to mutter and laugh. Ears flattening, he ignored them.

Forgoing the queue, he slipped behind the bar and found a bottle of champaign. Guessing from the number of available seats, he took his time hanging a selection of glass flutes from his fingers. While loitering, he watched as Ivy introduced a shy Freckle to her friends, then scanned the bar again. Mitzi was standing with the group of gentlemen in the corner, laughing as she angled away—no doubt trapped in the conversation. Rolling his eyes, Mordecai caught another look of Rocky and the band; the violinist was backing off stage.

Managing to draw out his return, Mordecai lost his spot on the couch to Freckle and Ivy. Freckle was shrunken into a corner as Ivy giggled with her friends.

“Are we having a usual celebration?” Mordecai asked as he carefully set the champagne and flutes on the low table between everyone.

“Yes!” Ivy vibrated.

“I suppose Mr McMurray is getting the first dance?”

“Ah?” Freckle looked up, pupils narrowing as he squirmed.

“Nuh uh,” Ivy laughed and pointed at Mordecai. “Don’t think you can get out of dancing, just because I’m going steady! Nope, you’re up first, Mordecai.”

“Joy,” he drawled.

Then he stumbled as a weight collided against his back. Fur standing on end, he ducked to slip away from the arm that slung around his shoulder. Pivoting, he moved to wrack his claws against his wouldbe-attacker’s face, only to realize who it was just in time to freeze.

“Sorry, sorry,” Rocky laughed, hands raised to placate as he shuffled back a step. “I forgot, Mr Serious likes his personal space.”

Tail twitching low, Mordecai tugged his vest straight and held back a hiss. “I suppose it’s no surprise you’ve yet to learn any lessons, Mr Rickaby.”

“Ooo—” Rocky wagged his brows. “Are we being extra formal today? What d’you think, Miss Pepper—” he turned, bracing against the couch opposite where Ivy sat. “—how should we shuck the boundaries of expectations? I think I saw—no, I KNOW I saw some buckets of paint backstage. We could paint the town blue?"

A couple of the girls snickered, and Ivy rolled her eyes, grinning. "Wrong colour, Rocky."

"Yellow then."

“Don’t be absurd,” said Mordecai. “That paint is for repairs, as you would do well to know.”

“Ah, but how does one do well?” Rocky glanced at him with the question, then turned to soliloquy at Ivy’s friends. “I’m feeling well, does that mean I’m doing well? Or should we be spreading wellness, like jam across toast. Or is well not viscous enough to spread? Should I—”

“Enough,” Mordecai rubbed at his suddenly tense brow. “You cannot spread ideological ideas like condiments.” 

“Mordecai,” Ivy laughed. “Don’t encourage him.”

“Too late—” Rocky started. Still braced against the couch, Rocky gave Mordecai a lingering look. His attention seemed to catch on the couple bits of metal that adorned Mordecai’s clothes: the blackstone cufflinks, the gold chain of the pocket watch, the arch of glasses.

Biting his lip, Rocky’s eyes hooded half-closed as he leaned a little closer. He still loomed over Mordecai, balanced on an elbow as the opposite hand traced over the pattern of Mordecai’s brows. 

Something pleasant and warm vibrated deep in Mordecai’s chest, a slow drip of dopamine that scribbled past the linework of reality to recontextualize his sensate awareness. The world behind Rocky seemed to shimmer and sparkle in Mordecai’s periphery, a distraction from the musician’s blue blue eyes. 

“—I am encouraged,” Rocky’s grin twitched. He rearranged the line of his body, a subtle shift missed by the entirety of the seated party, and lifted a hand to press to his chest. “I do entreat your grace to pardon me. I know not by what power I am made bold. Nor how it may concern my modesty, in such a presence here, to plead my thoughts.”

Frowning, Mordecai tried to parse the change of tone alongside the rhythm of the words.

“Rocky!” Ivy hissed over the giggling chorus of her friends. Rocky winked at her.

Beside her, Freckle tilted his head. “If he’s the Duke—” Freckle gestured at Mordecai, but spoke to his cousin. “—who are you supposed to be flirting with?”

Heat burst across Mordecai’s face as all Ivy’s friends laughed, and his hands clenched. 

“Flirting?” Rocky managed to stumble as he stood upright, facing his cousin. “Who’s flirting? You mistake an availability and inclination towards prose with any sense of premeditation, dear cousin. Sometimes, one must abstract the words from their context to express something—uh—” eyes flashing, he glanced at Mordecai for a moment. “—impactful.”

Never able to contain himself from philosophical nonsense, Mordecai pushed up his glasses. “Your suppositions contradict themselves. Without premeditation it’s difficult, if not impossible, to create impact. For instance, a boxer must plant their feet and follow through to knock out their opponent.”

“You know a lot about boxing?”

“Enough not to get knocked out.”

Low where no one else could see, Rocky’s tail wavered. His brows quirked, grin growing to show off his back teeth as he exhaled with a puff of a laugh. Inhaling, his whole body rose up to join the debate.

Only to be interrupted by a returning Mitzi. "Boys!" She called as she approached, alongside Viktor. Carrying an album, she had one dainty hand tucked into his elbow as he managed an armful of presents. "I trust we have been behaving?"

Flailing, Rocky turned toward her. "Always, Ms M!"

"It would depend on your definition of behaving," said Mordecai. For a moment he kept his attention on Rocky, watching the way the musician reset his stance and leaned toward Mitzi.

"Sweetheart," Mitzi sighed. She came to a stop between Rocky and Mordecai, letting Viktor continue on to deposit the presents alongside the champagne. Propping her hands on her hips, she looked between them. "Usually I'd define it as getting along."

"Me and Mr Serious get along great!" Rocky boasted. A swaying step put him in range to swing an arm up around Mordecai's shoulders. 

Which Mordecai dodged. "The verdict is still out."

"Ahuh," Mitzi raised a brow at him, then shook her head and looked at the musician. "Rocky, sugar, I hate to ask—"

A brief frown disappeared beneath a thousand watt smile. "Ask anything, Ms May, and I'll move the moon to bring it to you."

Something sour curled Mordecai's tongue, and he grit his teeth to keep his composure. In need of distraction, he pulled out his pocket watch. Behind them, the girls had sobered as Ivy gushed at Viktor. There was a pop as someone—Freckle—opened the champagne to fill the flutes, and Horatio crept up to join the party.

None of it phased Mitzi, who pressed her freehand to Rocky’s shoulder. "Someone was asking about you."

One of Mordecai's ears twitched.

"Oh?" Rocky tilted his head, expression flickering between surprise and confusion before settling on amusement. "Not another trainhopper, I hope? Might be easier just to lie and say I'm dead."

"That is… an unexpected turn in conversation," Mitzi's lips pursed. "But no. It's one of the new gentlemen patrons—" and she angled to point at the group in the corner, several of whom were glancing at the celebrating party. Mordecai narrowed his eyes at them. "—the one with the blue handkerchief? He wanted to talk about your playing. Said something about, ah—paninis?"

"Paganini," Rocky corrected. Rocking on his heels, he followed her gesture. Then, gaze skimming past Mordecai, he looked at Ivy and her friends. "I may have played a few motifs."

"Sure thing, sugar," Mitzi nodded, pretending to understand. "It never hurts to play nice with money, but I understand if—"

"No no," pulling his jacket straight, Rocky grinned at her. "I can play nice. Give me two minutes with the guy."

Mitzi winced, and Mordecai tempered back a growl. "You may need more than two minutes," and she reached up to fluff his fringe and neaten his tie. "I got the impression he wanted to talk."

"Yes?" Rocky frowned at her ministrations, even as his tail wagged at the attention. "You said that."

"Yes, but I mean…" she raised her brows and leaned forward, tone dripping low. "...talk."

"Ah?" Rocky scratched the back of his neck, one finger probing beneath his collar. 

"Flirting, sugar."

"Ah." Rocky’s shoulders dropped as Mordecai tensed. He looked again at the group of gentlemen in the corner. "Are you sure?"

"Well, he was understandably cagey about the whole proposal," Mitzi admitted, stepping aside. "But I recognized the look in his eyes, and he was very insistent."

"This is a bad idea," said Mordecai. 

Both Rocky and Mitzi turned to him, Rocky with a small grin and Mitzi with a puzzled frown. Then Rocky laughed, pivoting as he moved so he still addressed the both of them. "The bad ideas are usually the best ones."

"No they aren't!" Mordecai called as Rocky stepped out of a comfortable conversing range.

"Where's Rocky going?" Ivy asked, drawing Mitzi and Mordecai's attention.

The matron continued on to the group, rearranging the album she carried to hold in front of her. "Just a little bit of shmoozing, dear. Are you ready to get started?"

"Yes!" Squirming, Ivy jumped up. She giggled at her friends, commanding them to stay as she kissed Freckle's cheek and rounded out of the center of the group. At speed, she grabbed Mordecai's arm to drag him toward the dance floor.

"Must we?" Mordecai sighed, the air of annoyance coming easier as he spied Rocky sitting on the arm of a gentleman's chair. "Could I bribe you to change your mind?"

"No," Ivy laughed.

Someone in the band must have noticed their arrival on the dancefloor, for the music came to an improvised end before Zib started up a quick number. There were a handful of other dancers to maneuver between, and then they were in the middle of the meager crowd. Then, just as Ivy arranged herself into a starting position—she gave Mordecai's arms a reprimanding tug, as if to remind him to take the activity seriously—he caught a glimpse of Rocky speaking into a gentleman's ear.

Whiskers tickled the side of his face as a nose nuzzled into his ear. "Heads up, buttercup—" Rocky sang. "Your friends are headed this way."

"No funny business!" Ivy warned, prompting him to blink and look at her pouting face. She took his hands in a loose hold. "I'm not one of those ladies you're trying to get rid of, so dance properly!"

"Naturally," he ground out. Then he loosened his limbs to lead, pulling a laughing Ivy into a series of quick steps and spins. Not with the same level of talent or flair of some of the other Lackadaisy residents—Zib was the self proclaimed virtuoso, but Viktor always managed a surprising amount of poise—but proficient enough to keep the birthday girl happy and occupied.

On stage, Zib and Sy steadily increased the rhythm until Mordecai felt flushed and had to fight against panting. Glaring over Ivy’s shoulder, he caught them and the rest of the band grinning and snickering around their instruments. Unfortunately, he could see no real harm in their antics; it had been years since they were last able to torture Mordecai through one of his least favourite activities. Though, truth be told, with Ivy it was bearable. 

Eventually, the music tapered to an end. 

“Thank you!” Ivy closed the space between them to wrap him up in a hug.

Expecting it, Mordecai placed one awkward hand on her shoulder blade and the other on her head. Petting her hair, he relaxed to the tune of her purring and thought, briefly, of his sisters back in New York. Then he made the mistake of looking up, his attention drifting to Rocky without his conscious permission.

Still seated on the arm of the gentleman’s chair, Rocky stared back. Mouth agape, his eyes were wide; at least, they were until the gentleman asked for his attention again. Then the musician turned back to his charge, grin in place around whatever flowery words he spouted.

Mordecai tensed. “I trust this was enough?” he asked.

Pulling back to look up at him, Ivy squinted and pursed her lips as if to contemplate.

Mordecai rolled his eyes and raised his brows at her as the next song started.

“Fiiine,” Ivy relented with a smile. “I release you.”

Scoffing, Mordecai led her back towards her party of friends. “Mitzi put my name on a necklace for you,” he told her. “But your real present is up in the office.”

Vibrating, she bounced closer. “Is it—?”

He interrupted. “The rifle you wanted? Yes.”

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

**4 RECT@L us3 0NLy** <spam Moosiboobie>

wE 4GoT ouR Politival Values just to dance @ a les tUrkish Klub in silverLake cuz FUG it!!!! it’s not lyke we made the LA times front pg Once At an armenian protest against turkey!!!!!!!!!!!!! <it wuz her sis> n walked all the way from bev hills to santa Monica in Chunky demonia platformZzz just to make sure we Stood up 4 our beliefs n Freedomzz. <it wuz jusT once.> i luv my best fwend lily !!!!!!!! she is the literal best n No one else is as Hawttt as her n she wants 2 taste my blood n die next to me while we both hav guns in each other’s mouthz n tht is the kind of Luv i need n want n whut fuels meh to be alive 2Day <3 :-3 we had a kute sleepover the day i came over n i tried 2 feed her oppossoum Mochi dried berriezz but she wuz scared of Meh. after dancing til Akbar closed n some cute Kunty gayzz wanted to take pix with Us cuz they thought we were Kute!!!!

i has bden outtah Townxx 4 Lik a week n i hav luved tha sun in Cali butt i yam now on tha plane back to NY n god im so fuckin happi to go back . this plane smells like brioche bunz n Air fried Potaotezz. hehe. Idk why.? but Ya being back home made me go into a crisis sort of just being wiff mi Mum n being forced to go to church n being emotionally violaiLe . i did a live tweet during moi tIme @ the candlelite service tht kind of went Lyke dis.

Haii !! Ok im HEREEESS.

sooooOoOo high on @dderaL i wish my legs would stop shaking . im hidIng in tha BathrOom and im Also like pooping sooOo much cuz of the anxiety idk how My Body is producing Diss wiff just 1 meaL a day. ?! i do NOT wanna go to outpatient facility for Ed probzz but my doc n i r on a safety plan .

oLd lady h3Re forgot to TurN heR pHone off Sooo her ringer is just going oFf . she doesn’t know how to turn it OFFF. shuld i HelP or just keep live twEeting??

oOk oKokOk dude who sang Mary did U kno kinda slapped . Got DaMN!!!!!!

kinda feel like mi Mum likes church sm cuz it makes her forGet ab pain which is like rly Fucked up?!?! Le sighh..!

idk if i shuld go public on twitter Cuz tbh i hav almost 6,000 tweets n they r all a mix of nudezz, rantz/ramblingzz, emo shit, random pix of kuromi n Domo n actually sum vulnerable shit lmao. Plus twitter is fallin off lowkey . Tumblr 4EVER!!!!!!

Xmas wuz funn tho outside of dat. lots of beach hoppin then i dressed uP 4 a party in which i put a pic of Jesus on my shirt n carried around a mini bible n alSooo made. A choker out of an OLd xmas ornament i Stole from mi mommi tht said No3L . i learnt tht cards against humanity has a card tht says Br1ght pink pussy n thts now my fav word besides coochie cheeze. i saw a swiss cheeze plant tht made me hungry at a fancy plant store in Laurel canyon where i drove around in circles just to find a sewing machine store tht turned out to B a vaccuum storefront tht sold broken singerz. Butt i went to peetz afterwards N got sum grass jelly brown sugar drink N i asked them Y n When they Decided to Go fuLl Bob@ gangster Cuz it didn’t seem so american Franchise now. I didnt get the answer i wanted.

Then i took some pix of me on the toiLet with .5 lens then sent it to my fwend then i found some Seggggxxyyy jeffrey campbellzz at crossroadz for like $18 IM OBSSESSEDD WIFF. then i def Wuz late to Brunch at Sunset rooftop bar which was a flashback 2 when i tried 2 get a job there n they rejected Meh even tho they asked me my availability n basically told me i was hired like summer 2021 during my haituS Back to the W3st c0@sT but it’s ok cuz the Hollandaise sauce did NOT smack.

i Luv overhearing 50-60 yr old favgots in La geek ab their green new lululemonzz n plan their nose jobs “while they r still young.” It is soooo hot and so celeb Cotoure to mEh it makes me feel sooOooo pop culture being around itz .

i wrote a lil poem ab seeing old friendzz dis week :-D <3

“

they remind me i pierced their ears

cuz it’s been a couple of years

and we had to do it twice.

and it wasn’t so nice

cuz the holes kinda closed

but at least we succeeded

when we tried.

they remind me i brought them coke

when we were all trying to cope

during 2020 quarantine.

and that nite we ate shroom filled oreos

while some of us threw up

and others held our hair back

and i kant help but

feel like a teen

tho this time im seen

so it actually feels rather nice. “

it’s been 9 months since i’ve been back home so old friends and i hold each other close

and swing in each other’s bedroom stripper poles while we sing to avril lavigne . and khole at parks and look at the bark on trees at the arCadia arboretum. we admire the lights on the race car speedway along the highway and get stuck driving on the hill up to the hollywood sign but it’s ok cuz even tho we almost got in a car accident we were 2gether n shared the sunset listening 2 fly Like a G6 . got nauseous from the K then ordered mcdonalds on door dash . shared fries then reminisce on the poetry that we’d write and the weed that we’d smoke tho i no longer toke but they remember when i used to wear lavender oil and

dreads in my hair and we all kind of laugh cuz we’re so evolved now from the naive christian girls we used to be . and we sit across the bar from one another with our gin and tonics and sodas and cran while taking multiple trips to the bathroom to snort kitty off keyz. asking what new mental illness diagnosis we’ve received now that it’s been a year since we’ve caught up with one another N continually 4give ourselves 4 who we used to b . …..

being reminded by friendzz ive known since i was like 18 tht i wuz gaslighting myself into believing i had a personality disorder summer 2021 wuz CRAZYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And i explain to my therapist i embrace my “youth” but not being “young” anymore because that’s something kinda cringey for me now. That theres a difference now for me. I kan feel it and it feels good to feel. it Seeps into the way i am able to call my old friends from the hospital anytime n i know they’ll pick up and we’ll cry n share poetry ab the people we’ve lost cuz sometimes it still doesn’t feel fair we made it this fair and they didn’t. But forgetting is nvr the answer. N it’s good to remember.

YgghHhhHh Yea!!! soooOooo ucla knows my pretend Gf is now goin thru an immense break up n they r over the possessive sheit !!! Cuz when u lick someone elses strap it’s kinda awk now !?…? thA boba gangster Store i grew up hanging around turned into an Anime boba little maid cafe ???? and all the asian food now is served w a side of rice n Beanzz instead of soy sauce egg n fried tofu w/ cabbage??????? .!!!! @quarius moons can hav my third hole , i regret not going to the froYo place in Hollywood called frog cuz mochi + plain tart yogurt is tha Besssst. Car rental place in la gav me a fuckin race caR n It Wuzz jUdt like Sosooooo h@rd to drive it made me wanna go cry in A trader joezbathroom n eat calufiflower rice smothered in butter . Dude who waited in line wiff meh for the shuttle to car rental place rite when i Landed as well gav me an egyptian cigarette n an I <3 ME liter. <3 <3 heheheh. i Def lost the liter immediately idk where it went Ugh. also i wiSh i a partner to take good pix of Meh :-[

i wuld do anything to hear an english man whIsper “beans” into moi Earzz cuz i yam bunion sun , ingrown toenail moon , and callous rising. N did hella become cali slang bc of the coachella car stickers that peel off then become just hella???? Alsoo hello kitty weighs 3 apples and is pro ana for that . Cuz why the fukk we gotta know that .

Ok well i think i typed 2 much diss week n ih8 lookin forward 2 2023 but i Dink it’ll b a good yr. ima leave behind so much bullshit n delete contactzz n old pix n msgs cuz I don’t need any of dat this upcoming yr. i wanna fall in <3, invest in my business andd focus more on long term stability + my career <3 i don wanna feel lik i need to prove anything to any1 ima jus put my head to tha sky n stay Fly lik a cheese stick. n keep my eyes on tha prize : spam musuboobiez. <3 Im landing now in Newark n hope to see more dykes w star face pimple patchezz n i STG if this white girl nxt to me doesn’t stop puttin her baby powder dookie smellin lotion on around meh Ima SCRWEAAMMMM!!! i rly rly loveeee u all !! :-3

Xxxxxxoxoxo renchang 1201 (my twitter username n 12/01 is my Old dogs bday if anyone was wondering)

[bxughsofholly-blog]

Berry Nice to See You Again

@therunefarmer

･✧ *:���ﾟ❁ — It had been a few months since Holly was on the archipelago, Arcadia specifically, but she didn’t forget the wonderful people she met while she was here. One of those being her (admittedly dorky) boss, ex-boss, Raguna. It was a good thing she wasn’t working for him considering she sort of told him that to his face. It was all in jest, but some people could take that the wrong way. Luckily for her, he was a pretty lax person, from what she could tell. 

Not exactly as an apology, but more as a note of appreciation, and just a simple visit. So, the blonde made a trip to the farm she once worked at with a little something for the farmer. In the short time she worked here, she learned several things from him, so as thanks, she brought a basket full of fresh fruits such as strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries. 

She held a hand up to her forehead in search of him, but it didn’t take long for her to spot the person she was looking for.

“Raguna!” She waved over to him, then skipped over to the brunet. “I brought a gift for you! Oh, and I’m back, but that’s kinda obvious, hehe...” She held up the basket and held it out to him. 

[theunrealinsomniac]

Oh, this is fun now. How do (pick any 3-5 characters ;) ) Naruto and co. deal with their fame? The resultant "suitors"?

Oh the drama lol.

Well, who to pick lol.

Naruto and Sakura obviously I think lol and hmmm ... who else is quite famous after the war ... hmmmm.

Let's go for ... Neji.

Yes, Neji.

Now we're going to assume they're all single and ready to mingle at the start of their fame, cos that kinda lines up with my take on Canon!AUs, given that Naruto and Sakura are dumbasses for at least a few years after the events of Canon lol.

Sooo:

Naruto:

Naruto actually kinda panics when he starts getting sort of mobbed in the streets. Kid is not used to be the centre of attention in a positive light and a whole bunch of people rushing him sets his fight or flight response to flight pretty damn quick.

He settles into it, after he is reminded that as Hokage he would have to be seen around the village and people will come up to him, but he's always more comfortable with kids who come up to him.

Cue more than a few occasions when the women in his life have their ovaries burst when they see Naruto being like ... perfect dad material lol. Sakura and Hinata being the ones most effected by it lol. But even Ino gets a bit gooey at the sight of Naruto playing with kids at a park lol.

He's much, much more comfortable with his Bingo Book fame though. Run on sight orders are put in place, much like with Minato way back when. It's a tremendous ego boost that Naruto can just be a walking deterrent for any criminals who might get ideas.

As for suitors ... well lol.

Jiraiya would be so proud lol.

Naruto gets laid a lot is what I'm saying.

He has his fair share of girlfriends before he winds up with Sakura in most universes. Hinata being the only big one though. He normally dates her for a year or two before it falls apart.

Most of his liaisons though come from kunoichi and villagers from out of Konoha. As most kunoichi and villagers in their home village are very. very aware of the dance Naruto and Sakura are doing with each other.

Doesn't mean a few Konoha kunoichi and villagers don't *try* but it's kinda hard to put moves on Naruto when you never know when Sakura could be watching you.

The most crucial part of his fame though, and his revealed lineage, is who is father is.

Interestingly a few of the kunoichi Naruto has hooked up with when he's been single specifically wanted to fuck him cos he was the Yellow Flash's son. Something about 'sleeping with the enemy being hot'.

But other than that, it entirely solidifies for a lot of people that Naruto will be Hokage in the future. He's a former Hokage's son, he's the descendant of the first two, he's the adoptive grandson of the third, the adoptive son/brother of the current one and not to mention, he's a goddamn war hero.

So yeah, Naruto's fame works wonders for him for the most part.

The exceptions though, are when he and Sakura get together, it doesn't stop all of the women he comes across propositioning him. Now Naruto would never stray from Sakura, wouldn't happen, and Sakura knows that, but it does rustle her jealousy when someone she deems more attractive than her is hitting on her man.

That has led to Naruto having to drag his wife away before she causes an international incident cos some girl from Kiri didn't take 'I'm married' as the no it was.

Thankfully he get's left alone by the general populace outside of waves and hellos, this isn't like modern celebrity culture where celebs can't even grab a meal in a restaurant without getting mobbed.

Sakura

Sakura's new found fame is a little less ... all consuming than Naruto's. She was a big part but people have always kinda known her as the student of Tsunade and she's had some time to get used to that level of fame.

She loves when little kids, especially the girls, come and tell her she's made them want to be medical nin or just doctors and nurses when they grow up. She loves that.

She's also greatly respected the world over for her prowess and is regarded as one of the most beautiful women in the world. The last one makes her blush furiously, especially when Naruto teases and flirts with her over it.

And while she does date Sasuke very briefly, very briefly, when he leaves again they break up and Sakura is entirely fine with it, Sakura spends less time dating and getting laid than Naruto does.

She has relationships, and some cheeky liaisons herself. She's a beautiful woman and single, and it's not only Naruto who gets to get laid lol.

But it is less of a thing. Sakura is more ... cautious with her relationships and hook ups. Maybe it's cos she's a medical professional and her timetable is less free, maybe it's just not wanting to have as many partners, maybe it's because none of them are who she actually wants.

That third one is a bit harder to hash out before she accepts she's in love with Naruto lol.

There's also been more than enough marriage proposals sent her way from people who've never met her. People want the beautiful and powerful Sakura Haruno as their new bride, or their son's bride. They are all flatly refused.

Her clan is so small it's basically just her dad's extended family and he's the head of it. And he very much recognises that arranged marriages are not for his daughter. The only one she'd probably be happy with is one with a certain blond knucklehead best friend she insists she isn't desperately in love with.

No one really tries to coax Sakura away from Naruto when they get together, as most men who would dare try are too afraid of what Naruto would do to them.

And the fact that they don't think Sakura would do worse to them, is one of the many reasons they'd never succeed anyway. And we will not be having the predatory lesbian stereotype enforced either, cos for those who have been paying attention you will know Sakura's relationships are not just with men ...

Her fame does help her get more attention towards her medical policies and practices. And as the Hokage's wife, Sakura is implemental in getting a lot of Naruto's policies in place with the least amount of fuss.

Naruto and Sakura's greatest achievement out of being parents of course is the passing of two laws.

The ban of the inhumane Caged Bird Seal and the raising of age requirements to go on missions outside of Konoha for their Genin. That second one took all of their combined political power and still get's push back.

Neji

Heh. My boy.

So first things first, he doesn't die lol.

And unlike the complications fame puts on his friends' lives, Neji's life doesn't change much in the immediate.

He puts any possibility of suitors to bed by very swiftly dating, getting engaged and marrying Tenten. Their first child coming along very quickly too.

No one ever tries, and Hiashi is so relieved, despite his dickish behaviour, that his nephew didn't die, that he doesn't even try and marry him off.

And as his popularity and influence grows, Neji makes a play to ban the Caged Bird Seal being used. He helps it be achieved by being the face of the campaign against it as Hinata, Hanabi, Tenten, Naruto, Sakura and Lee work with him to ban it forever.

Neji takes his fame and pushes it to the betterment of his fellow branch members and so his children will never have to bear a kill mark like he and his father did.

Hope you liked this lol.

[jett-dawson]

🌈 RH POSITIVITY🌈

DISCLAIMER: this doesn’t exactly have to do with the dolls, the creators, etc. it’s literally just about the web series alone. i figured since i have been feeling quite negative in the doll community, i kinda just wanted to shed some positive light on my current comfort show. also, you don’t have to agree or anything! not that these are really opinions... they are more facts with evidence from the show haha.

FEATURING:

Ruby Anderson

Poppy Rowan

Sunny Madison

Jade Hunter

Skyler Bradshaw

Violet Willow

Bella Parker

Amaya Raine

❤️ RUBY ANDERSON - she’s a supportive girl. she is always there for her friends when the right time calls for it. we can often see her being supportive of violet’s channel (at least in the earlier episodes), her working hard to complete group projects, her complimenting their friends, her bringing them up from their worst moments and more. some of my favourite scenes of ruby being supportive is definitely in episode three when poppy was showing her music to the a’s. you can see ruby excitedly standing there with her thumbs up for poppy. another great scene is ofc in episodes five and six when she immediately dumps the boy she was interested in just to go comfort skyler, because she knew she needed it. i also love how she was supportive of bella’s feelings and was quick to defend them. she truly cared for her roommate and was rightfully upset to see her go. the group as a whole is usually supportive of each other and each other’s decisions, but i have noticed a lot of that hype is channeled through Ruby’s support

🧡POPPY ROWAN - she’s a dedicated, passionate artist. poppy definitely has a personality, i just don’t think it’s as prominent as the other girls. poppy doesn’t usually get the spotlight (other than in her two respective episodes) and she doesn’t usually get into drama. i noticed she’s usually in the background or remains neutral during drama. so we really don’t get to see sides of her like we do with violet, ruby, or jade. but she’s still really sweet! she’s a total goofball, loves to be silly and is clearly close with sunny. she dedicates her time to her music, a clear fixation. she relies on music for comfort and to express her feelings and emotions. when feeling homesick, she found comfort in the sounds of the waves from her home. when excited, she loves to pay hard attention to her music, and just simply channels all creativity into that. it’s not that “being a dj” is her only personality trait, it’s the time, effort, love, creativity and passion that is part of her personality, and part of anyone ever for that matter!

💛SUNNY MADISON - she’s the sweetest friend. sunny is always there for those she loves, no matter what. a perfect example would be w/ violet. she grew up w/ violet! they are best friends! seeing violet attempt to drift away for her was an obvious stab at sunny’s heart. and while i wish the drama lasted a bit longer and not get resolved off screen, it’s clear that sunny still loves violet & they worked past those problems together. she is seen hyping violet up, supporting her vlog, bringing up past memories, etc. even when violet had wrongfully exploited bella, sunny still remained loyal to violet because of how much she cares for her. another perfect example would be with amaya. amaya was the new girl, and came at the wrong time. she did absolutely nothing wrong and sunny knew this. on the other hand, the other girls’ heads were clouded with judgment because they had just lost their very best friend. sunny knew she had to be their for amaya. she’s caring that way! she welcomed amaya, & immediately grabbed her hand when first walking in to introduce her to the girls.

💚JADE HUNTER - she’s a loyal defender. i figured she wouldn’t just be some mean girl who had this cold, hard exterior for no reason. luckily, we get to see a soft, goofy, lovable side with jade. she’s emotional. she’s dependent on positive energy & comfort. she gets these through doing what she loves & caring for who she loves. her being a loyal defender is clearly seen in episodes 5-9. she was defending ruby & skyler when yelling at colin. when bella was leaving, she was quick to be upset. that’s her girl & she was no longer going to be there! even though bella didn’t fully listen to jade, she didn’t waste any time blaming bella. she immediately was filled w/ powerful emotions. she wrongfully took them out on amaya, which had reason, but wasn’t right. she ended up apologizing & grew from it/developed. same with the violet situation. violet did something wrong, and it filled jade with powerful emotions. what jade did was wrong, even with good intentions. but in the end, it got resolved and they moved on from it. development!

💙SKYLER BRADSHAW - her emotions are powerful. i often hear talk about how emotions and feelings are lame. “get your head out of the clouds & come back to reality.” statements like that are hurtful, and i can 100% imagine them being hurtful to skyler. she takes a lot of things personally. she didn’t know how exactly to feel when she found out colin and her were no longer a couple. her thoughts were all over the place, & it took the help of a friend to bring her back to her senses. skyler is more than just “colin’s girlfriend”. even though she’s shy, she’s got big talent. it’s like ruby and even skyler herself said... she may not talk a lot, but she loves to let her artwork speak for itself. and she clearly channels all of her emotions and feelings into her artwork. so these creations speak a thousand words. she’s always the mutual one, taking emotions and thoughts into consideration. never picking sides, always being reasonable and rational. she’s not just the shy girl. she is arguably one of the most mature girls in the group!

💜VIOLET WILLOW - she is outspoken, loud & proud. i will confidently say that she’s been doing better since her dev. arc... she was always looking to record this n that, only ever talk about her vlog, ignore others feelings & just wanted to focus on her channel. focusing on what you’re passionate about isn’t wrong! it’s abt how you handle it! she was shown the cold, hard truth in episode 11. she had to experience a similar pain that bella was feeling to understand what she did wrong. and ever since then, she hasnt really started any drama or been involved in any! she definitely is a passionate girl. it’s good to be outspoken! it’s good to put your thoughts to words for the public to hear! she just wants to have fun as an entertainer & share school stories w/ her audience. needing a friend to bring you back to your senses isnt always bad! it’s the development that counts! she just wants to enjoy her time with her friends! i do want to point out that scene in the recent episode (15) where she asked amaya before posting the video of her dancing.

💗BELLA PARKER - she’s an impulsive, hard worker. bella likes to work hard & get the job done. this can be seen in episodes where she’s trying to complete school tasks or help her friends with their situations. she also clearly puts effort into friends! she stopped everything during the escape room just to have a fun moment to cheer jade & her friends up. when she knows what she wants, she goes for it. even if it takes a little debating, she will go for what she is passionate abt. this is seen in episode 7, and is unfortunately at the expense of her space at RH. yes, she broke a rule. yes, that is technically wrong. but the rule was sort of dumb, and she rightfully applied for that internship with her idol. i, too, would do just about anything to get a chance to work with my favourite celeb! honestly, bella was gone too soon, especially considering how many episodes there are. it’s all just truth anyway. she’s a supportive, caring, goofy, impulsive, hard worker who honestly means nothing but the best!

🤍AMAYA RAINE - she isn’t afraid to stand out and show some spirit. amaya is definitely a feeler. she feels things at a deep level and just wants to make a significance at her dream school. she unfortunately entered at the wrong time, but was luckily able to work hard to solve the problems. even though she was filled with negative emotions about the drama, she still found ways to be positive, whether it was by trying her best to fit in and work with the girls on their project, she tried her best. and in the end, succeeded! it seems she likes to take the lead during some things, but definitely isnt someone who fully picks sides during conflict, especially when it has nothing to do with her. like skyler, she is someone remains mutual and can see both sides of an argument... sort of in a diplomatic way perhaps? she’s obviously a strong girl who lets her emotions take full power, and she is definitely a bold character. i really hope we can see more of her personality develop in these final episodes and see how bold she truly is!

[imagineabrighterworld]

Bad Romance

Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

A/N: Loosely inspired by the song Bad Romance by Lady Gaga! Hope you like it! ^^

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Five months ago you were poor, unenthused, unamused, and in need of an espresso.

Fives months later and you still needed that espresso. But at least you weren't poor.

It was by chance that you met Shigaraki the first time, but by the second time you knew it wasn't fate's design. He had followed you straight to your studio apartment where you had been comparing fabrics for a new project you were hoping to sell by the end of the next month.

You were a fashion designer. Specifically, you designed hero costumes. They were different from normal wear and always came with a challenge. And what could you say? You always loved a head scratcher.

So when Shigaraki came strutting in with a wad of cash and a promise of more- should you aid in his endeavors- all you had to say was

When and where?

So five months of work later, you stand beside him in a crowded mall with a list in hand, ready to use him as your shield as you barrel into shops. He was much taller than you anyway. At your whopping 5'1 height, you could use his height to your advantage when it came to picking fabrics too high up to reach.

The only downside was that he would have to be careful not to use all of his fingers to lift it up.

"Why am I here?"

Another downside was that he definitely did not want to be with you on your fabric run.

You click your tongue as you begin in the direction of the first store, pulling him behind you with your pinkies locked together. "I need more fireproof polyester. Dabi is getting too cozy with my wool."

"And you brought me along why?" He hisses at you, his face obscured by his hood and a facial mask. Being an A-lister big bad on Japan’s most wanted, he was definitely not the most inconspicuous face you could have brought along. You would have put sunglasses on him to hide the scarring under his eyes, but you figured that would be more attracting than disguising. Turns out it was a common disguise for celebs.

You would remember that the next time you took a trip to Korea with him.

"Kurogiri is busy. Toga is short too. Dabi is Dabi and Jin is with Giran." While you would have loved to bring Toga with you, she was barely an inch taller than you were. Besides, you rather liked Shigaraki. Mostly when he was quiet, but no one was perfect.

You had agreed to working with him for several reasons. Money. Stability. A lack of care for heroes. And because he awakened something in you. Your creative spark was ignited by him and you couldn't let him go without fearing it would leave with him.

Outside of his scarred appearance- and even with them- he was easy on the eyes and just the right amount of lankiness. You just found yourself drawn to him. And hey, there wasn't much of a difference catering to villains rather than heroes when it came to their clothes.

He grits his teeth behind his mask. "Fine." Shigaraki looks around the two of you, glaring at the people staring at you. "But let's make it quick."

"I don't plan on spending my day here, don't worry." You fold up the paper in your hands while humming a short tune. "I planned on doing a few sketches later. I have some ideas on a new outfit and-"

"You want me to pose again."

"Sometimes you surprise me with how smart you are." You grin, looking back at him to see his annoyed expression. "You're truly an enigma."

"I'm glad you enjoy yourself."

"Oh I do. Now come on, we're here."

-  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -

After successfully purchasing your wares and having Kurogiri warp them back to the base, you both take the long way back in order to do small sketches around the more scenic parts of the city. Really he could have stood next to a fire hydrant and you would still be able to come up with sketches, but you enjoyed bickering over where and how to pose.

Like now actually.

“Does it have to be this tree?”

“Absolutely.” You hold back a snicker.

“This tree?”

“Yes! Now put your arm like that- pinky up, you don't want to fall- there you go!”

After finally having him perfectly positioned on the limb of a tree, you sit down on the stone across from it and flip your notebook open onto a fresh page. Uncapping a blue pen you begin your rough sketches.

He sighs. He was laying down in the curve of the sturdy branch, a leg drooping down while he propped his head up with a hand, the other lazily positioned on his stomach. His face was still obscured, but you didn't need to see it in order to draw it. You knew the slope of his nose and the line of his jaw, the burgundy shade of his eyes. He was hard to forget, from his head to his toes.

Shigaraki turns his head slightly, an eye peeking out from under his curtain of blue hair.

He found you after following a trail of breadcrumbs, little whispers of an up-in-coming designer that created lasting hero costumes. Your work was well known in your circle. Surprising with how new you were. People lined up to get a look at your designs.

He needed that kind of quality when it came to his crew.

“Tilt your head.” You say as you look up from your page, eyes glassy as your hand continues its movements on the page.

You had tenacity and desire. That he could work with. He used it to get you to join his crew. Even so, he didnt expect you to come to his side so willingly.

“Shigaraki~” You tap your chin with your pen, tilting your head with a mocking smile. “Tilt.”

He does so, knowing your next attempt would be to physically move him.

“Thank you~” You chirp, continuing on with your sketches, this time with a black pen as you move on to more refined lines and details. Your head ducks down as you hone in on the page, eyes dancing around as you go from figure to figure, left leg bouncing as you hum a small tune. You were in your own little world.

He stopped trying to understand what was going on in your head. As long as you worked for them, he didn’t care what you did.

His hand twitches.

He didn’t care what you did.

Besides that one thing.

“When was this date of yours again?” He grumbles under his breath, spitting out the word ‘date’ with enough venom to kill. Still, you caught it easily.

You pause your work to look at him, eyes clearing as you are pulled out of your focus. “It's tomorrow night.” Putting your pen down, you lean back on your hands, looking up at the fluffy clouds in the sky. “With that one guy right? I think we're going to the movies or something.”

Shigaraki scoffs. The movies. The last two times you went to the movies you ended up having a horrible night.

Then again, the last two times he had the Nomu go wreck the place.

But it was completely unintentional and coincidental.

“Why is it you go on dates and expect a different outcome when you know this game only has one ending?” He scratches at his neck idly, staring at the tree trunk and following the crackling of the bark to the branch above him until he was fully laying down. “You never go on a second date. Why waste money?” Why waste his money?

“Oh I know I won't go on another date with him.”

He sits up swiftly.

“Then why-!”

He stops, backpedaling when he sees the shit eating grin on your face. You were messing with him!

He grits his teeth and lays back down with a heavy thump. “Why?” He repeats.

“Because I like having stories to tell.” Admittedly, you also used it as an opportunity to gather new ideas. But with each date you always came back with stories to tell Shigaraki and the crew over a nice shot of gin. They always gathered around you at the bar to hear your tales.

Sure you exaggerated them a little bit, but you liked sharing with them your life of normalcy. They didn't have the freedom of leading easy lives, so you hoped your stories could make them feel more.. Normal.

He had no ammo to continue arguing, you gave him nothing to fight against. So he tried what he did have.

“One day you will die alone.” Perfect. Direct. Cold.

“I have you, don't I?”

…

He tilts his head to glare at you, expecting to see your joking smile, some sign to show you were kidding. But his heart only beat faster as you winked at him.

“You may be a criminal, but you’re my criminal.”

“Just hurry up.”

Five months and already you were going to be the death of him.

[meghansmallrocks]

Loose lips sink yachts...?

Let me tell you a story of a night in soho London where a group of high end very well connected toffs where celebrating a birthday.This of course was all before Covid19 in fact it was when a Prince had just announced his engagement to a unknown cable actress,astonishment and bewilderment was the name of the night coupled with hard drinking and a lot of visits to the bathroom.This group of Toffs where having a good time in a very private area of a exclusive club with the night manager fussing over their every need.Ordering bottle after bottle of Bollinger the party was starting to get wild.Yes watching raunchy acts and dancing on the private dance floor the Toffs where having a whale of a time.Are you getting the picture now? yes this what is called in Toff speak “a crazeee pardie”

So as you can imagine folks this “pardie” was interesting to say least and got a lot more when the conversation turned to the Prince’s new fiancé and who she was! As is widely known and actually out there the new fiancé liked to go out with friends on a shiny big yacht or 2 when a Toff suddenly announced that he had the pleasure! Oh what do you mean where the surprised questions? You know I have pardied on yachts that this same person was on and yes she can party too! in fact she is known let’s say to be the life and play of the pardie!...Oooooooo does the impending husband know?...Ya he knows that she used to be invited as a Celeb to have fun you know as a guest! In fact there are pictures out there of her on the boats but... a lot have disappeared?....What in the devil do you mean disappearing? ....well it’s like her past is being scrubbed! ....Ooooooo Ha ha ha you calling his new found fiancé a scrubber ...oh darling that is soooo not nice.....!

So there is an old saying “loose lips sink ships” particularly to this conversation! We all know how it is when you have a good ole drink up in a club that’s Loud? The drunker you get the louder you shout it’s as if in your sozzled state everybody around you is deaf not only deaf but the whole place needs to hear whatever of unimportance you have to say and say it 2 or 3 times as suddenly people are dumb too! At this drunken sozzled “pardie” a Lot of people heard a Lot!

Which brings me to this, we joe public have all heard the so called rumours that RMM used to be a yacht girl it’s even been proven on Twitter a msg of a certain person asking RMM if she would be available for a “pardie”on a yacht

Yes it’s as if lady McMeg didn’t want her yachting days out there and MI5 where busy scrubbing out her past or did she hire a tech wiz to scrub the dirty tinterweb of all her guilty secrets? as it is known she had handbag Haz ghost a particular friend because he knew too much and said as much to her quietly at a event they where both attending! So RMM must be a little nervous sitting in her McMansion that somebody somewhere knows something!

It does make one wonder if this is a little small part of dragging her handbag husband her 1 mill wardrobe off to the USA for fear of very very very loose lips !!!

This is all subject to rumours of course 🤣🤣🤣

[softxhariana]

34+35 live stream

description: ariana’s live stream before debut of 34+35 remix music video.

word count: 2.22k

A/N: little piece based off this live stream that ariana did in the countdown to her releasing the 34+35 remix music video with doja and megan. obvs not included every question but just a few fun bits and harry mentions for you x

also disclaimer, this is NOT real, if u don't wanna read about these two then don't, i’m not tryna act like they’re together it is fiction.

❤ anywayz hope u enjoy luvs xox

❖   "HELLO EVERYONE! thank u for coming to this premier,” ariana smiled sweetly at the camera, as the video cut to a shot of her for the beginning of the countdown.

“we had so much fun making this 34+35 remix video for you, and uhh, we hope you love it.” she continued, playing with her hair. no matter how long she did this for she swore she would never cease to get slightly nervous in these situations. where it was her alone, in front of a camera. but her fans made her feel at ease, and she felt she owed them something, as she hadn’t done many quarantine interviews like other celebs have.

“i thought i would come celebrate and join the countdown with you guys. which is something that I've never done before, but i’m very happy to be here and i was very excited to get some questions from you all...” she held up the sheets of twitter questions she had received, “um that i’m gonna be answering while i’m here so, i cant wait to celebrate this together and countdown and answer some of your questions!” she finished with a smile.

and it was genuine. a real smile that her fans were thrilled to see.

ariana was genuinely so happy and content with her life right now. with her family, her music, her friends, harry. harry her FIANCE!! might she add.

everything just felt perfect, and after all the shit the last couple years had thrown her way, she appreciated the break.

 she got her love back, she was making music that she fully loved, and put her whole soul into, and she had fans who had stuck with her and supported her through some of the darkest times in her life, that were now able to experience her happiness and personal growth with her. so truly, little things like this, felt like the least she could do for them.

“ohh this is a good one because its 34 35 related” she tucked her hair behind her ears, “@noirgrande said ‘ummm its just i wanna the end of 34+35 is it awww shit or nooo shit, i just wanna sing the song right”

“umm it is indeed no shit” she confirmed, smiling matter of factly at the camera before reciting the closing line of the song.

~~~~~~~~~~~

“@arianalocks1223 said ‘will we get to see the track list before the songs release?’” she paused for a second to process - which turned into a few more seconds, she was a bit slow today. she had told harry with full sincerity that she thought it was because she was getting old but he had just cracked up at her absurd statement, and told her that if that was the case he’d still think she was a milf

“you will!” she nodded with certainty, “indeed. ummm... i can tell you them now” she blurted, oops.

“i suppose thats not like... is that against the rules? can i do that?” she turned, to question scooter who was supervising off camera, not wanting to get her label mad at her for releasing too much information, something she has a tendency to do. 

after getting the nod of reassurance from him she turned back to the camera, “so out of ‘POV’, you go into, um, an interlude called ‘someone like u’. after that is a song called ‘test drive’, after that is the 34/35 remix with doja and meg” she smiles lightly, “and after that is a song called ‘worst behaviour’, and after worst behaviour is... a song called ‘main thing’...” she finishes, a shy smirk forming on her face, dimples appearing, “so that’s the tracks.” 

continuing with the countdown, ariana felt her heart warm at the love her fans were giving her and this album. she loved interacting with them and making them happy and proud of her so knowing she had done just that, was an amazing feeling.

“umm hesbloodsline... @hesbloodsline ... i’m really fond of this question because its really to the point, ‘where's the pig and where the fuck is harry?’” she smiled, holding in a laugh.

“piggy’s here, she's great, she's really doing so well and life is really good for her right now, she's really thriving and doing her thing” she ranted, a hint of sarcasm in her voice, “um, i make her big salads everyday that she likes, she's doing really great. she asked me to stop posting her as much because she's actually really offended by a lot of your jokes that you make on twitter, she asked me to have a word with you guys” she continued to joke, well aware that she probably found herself more funny than anyone else did right now.

“she doesn't like the jokes about being eaten, they really hurt her, umm yeh, and she asked me to convey that... no she’s great...” she finally decided to answer, “and harry, is on set today, so um, yeh thats where he is... but don't worry i will tell him to keep you in the loop, i’ve got you” 

ariana unconsciously let a small smile take over her glossed lips when talking about harry. he had been so excited about this new project and seeing him passionate and happy about anything he’s doing, always made her happiest.

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“nicole! @nastyctrl. nicole said ‘who helped come up with the concept for the positions music video, love u sm ari’ love you so much to, i love you so much more” she paused, she loved this story,

“um this is actually a really funny story, dave and i had been going back and forth on several different concepts, and i couldn't, like... marry one... i couldn't really, like, really commit to one, i wasn't 100% sold. and it was missing a certain element of empowerment. and i kept, you know, trying to think of things that would make it more impactful cause i wasn't loving what we had...”

“anddd then me and harry were on this huge hike, and he just turned to me and was like, ‘what if you were the president?’ which was like, not at all fitting cause i was dying and complaining the whole time. but i was like,” she tried to imitate a shocked face through her smile and laughed 

“and when i called dave he was like ‘oh... kay, ill call you guys back’ and had the whole production team redo everything, and i had mimi pull completely different outfits and we completely started over cause that idea was what i was, craving and missing. and i was like, wow, thats so perfect” she smiled, shrugging her shoulders, “so yeh, honorary directing credit to harry styles, if you liked that”

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“this is from @borderlinevinyl, who said ‘how much of the album was recorded at your little home studio?’ ummm..” she sang, looking off camera in thought, everything in quarantine had honestly just blurred into one so she was struggling to remember what exactly she recorded where,

“um... a lot of it was... i think i did parts of everything here and parts of things at tommy's i know i did, um, the final chorus ad-libs for positions at home” she began listing in her head, “i know i did all of off the table at home... i know i did the final chorus of my hair at home because we- i-” oops. she had to control the laugh threatening to leave her lips at the lack of subtlety in her correction

“-i got out of the shower and he was like ‘oh your whistles are really here right now’, and i was like y’know what... yeahh they are aren’t they” she laughed as she squinted her eyes and recited that part of the conversation, even trying to imitate his deeper accent.

she had been singing in the shower - as she always did - and harry joining her never seemed to stop her from belting out any whitney or old one direction classic she wanted to. he would even join in sometimes and they'd end up with their own mini concert, dancing around naked, shampoo and conditioner bottles in hand singing their hearts out to everything from high school musical to nicki minaj to fleetwood mac.

while it felt like too bold of statement to make as she truly revelled in and enjoyed everything they did together, showering with him was truly one of her favourite’s. whether it was steamy shower sex that had all glass surfaces in the room fogging up or letting loose and dancing and singing under the pouring water, every moment felt so intimate and sacred. it truly made her feel like they were they only people in the world. 

of course he would claim she was out singing him every time she whistled and would jokingly try to replicate the note but he was truly just in awe off the sounds that came from her mouth (in all senses of the word;)

"-and so i opened ‘my hair’ and just randomly did that” she continued, “um what else did i do here, i did the a lot of the backgrounds and ad-libs for 34+35 here, um, obvious was done at home, a lot of six-thirty was done at home”

caught in her own thoughts she only realised she had probably been droning on for too long when she caught scooters eye across the room and with a blush she shook her head as if to clear it, “this is an annoying answer, everything was kind of all over the place but i did a lot, a lot, a lot of the vocals for the album at the house" she finally finished the long answer, moving on quickly as she realised she didn't have long until the premiere and she wanted to answer as many of the questions as possible.

“ok, second last question from hannah, ever- @everdxystxless, im sorry i don't know how to pronounce that” she laughs looking up at the camera with wide eyes, not sure how exactly how she was supposed to go about pronouncing the username, 

“im sorry, um, but anyway she say’s ‘ari baby, how do you feel about harry getting to do a movie with florence pugh, we know your a big fan of hers, ps. i love you so much!’ well hannah, i love you too” she replies, as she thinks back to when harry first introduced the two, after she had gotten over the initial fangirling, the pair became amazing friends. florence struck ariana as such a genuine, loving person and they shared the same dry sense of humour. plus ariana might of been just a little obsessed with her accent - not that she would ever admit that and scare the girl off.

“and... um, yeah, it literally, made me beyond happy, i was fully like, fangirling when i met her the first time” she laughs as she plays with her hair, “she honestly, probably was like, ‘who the fuck is this girl? what is she doing?’”ariana imitated, a faux scared/weirded out look on her face, playing the part of a mildly pissed off florence - which she luckily had never been on the receiving end of, “im sure i was being the opposite of subtle about it but, no, she really truly is the sweetest, kindest, most beautiful, talented human being” she emphasises, the thought of any news outlets of fan’s trying to spin a ‘jealousy’ story about this making her internally role her eyes,

“midsommar is, like, one of my all time favourite movies, and she's amazing in it, and harry’s like so fucking lucky its crazy. so yeah, thats insane”

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"...so yeah... thank you so much! this was so much fun!” ariana exclaimed as she wrapped up the Q&A, smiling wide at the camera, she knew her fans were going to love the music video and she couldn't wait for them to watch it, plus interacting with them in this way always made her happy.

“i love you guys, i miss you” she reminded, “i am so appreciative of everything you've done for this album, for these singles, for this music. i hope that, um, that this makes you super happy, i hope it makes you smile...we had so much fun shooting it and um, the girls are so fantastic, so i hope you love this and i hope you love the deluxe!” 

ariana didn't know how many more ways she could say thank you and express her gratitude but she still had over a minute and a half so she’d have to come up with something, even if it meant she’d sound like a broken record

“i am so thankful for everything and for the love that you've shown this music i cant even begin to articulate it properly so, thank you! i appreciate it so much” she breathed out all in one, “but anyway, the video should be starting soon, so... i hope you like it, don't refresh! it’ll be here soon... i promise... just don't refresh” she urged dramatically, she was really dragging this out, “but yeh” she got out through laughs “the video should be starting anytime now, i love you guys” she blew a kiss to the camera before moving as close to the lens as possible “byee”.

🖤 there u go!! i hope you liked it, and any feedback would always always be welcomed and so so appreciated pls and thanku x 

[tasloveskk]

Some folklore thoughts 💭🌲✨🏳️‍🌈 

Part 1

 I’m going to take it song by song while also tracking key themes in red! Please also feel free to add in your thoughts in the comments, I’m curious to see what else people think folklore is about...

folklore

‘folklore’ is defined as “a body of popular myths or beliefs relating to a particular place, activity, or group of people.” or, by Steve from Taylor’s IC,”the traditional beliefs, customs, and stories of a community, passed through the generations by word of mouth.” Taylor herself in her introduction/prologue says  “A tale that becomes folklore is one that is passed down and whispered around. Sometimes even sung about. The lines between fantasy and reality blur and the boundaries between truth and fiction become almost indiscernible. Speculation, over time, becomes fact. Myths, ghost stories, and fables. Fairytales and parables. Gossip and legend. Someone’s secrets written in the sky for all to behold.”

the 1

- firstly, it’s the best opening track she’s ever had! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

- “I’m doing good, I’m on some new shit” = sounds to me like a conversation you have with an ex, like someone is saying “yeah I’m doing great, I’m dating/doing ‘x’” the first time they run into their ex in a while.

-“I thought I saw you at the bus stop” has BIG “this city screams your name” energy but is also very clever by Taylor because Miss Karlie Kloss is ALWAYS on advertisements on bus stops/literal buses around the globe 🚌

- “I hit the Sunday matinee” to me seems like an inside thing, because obviously as the world biggest pop star, if taylor is going to go to the theatre or cinema, she’ll pick the least busy and most filled with older people which would be the Sunday matinee.

- “you know the greatest films of all time were never made” —> the greatest love stories never get told? happen behind the scenes? There’s something deeper here but I’m still forming the cohesive idea!

- “if you wanted me you really should’ve showed” = showed up or showed for the world, either way Taylor wanted KK to chose her not Josh so they could work but that didn’t happen so now she’s left to wonder.

- “roaring twenties” evokes two clear images for me! 1. They were both in their 20s for the entiretyof their relationship, the best years were spent together and 2. The Roaring 20s were a time of independence, pushing boundaries and breaking the rules of prohibition - which is basically what Taylor and Karlie were doing behind the scenes.

- “if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you” = let’s say, ONLY FOR ARGUMENTS SAKE, that Taylor really IS with Toe, that still means that this song is her yearning for someone else who she always loves more AND had to lose at some point. Looking at her past beards “relationships”, there are only two plausible options - Joe (which seems unlikely seeing as they’re still “together”) or CH who she supposedly wrote “you would’ve been the one if you were a better man” about. Either way doesn’t seem like it fits. However, if you look at it as Karlie is the 1, it becomes clear - it would’ve been fun being best friends and lovers for ever baking cookies and dancing around the kitchen, it would’ve been forever if Karlie hadn’t “married” jerk, it would’ve been her and it still is. 💗

- “in my defense I have none, for never leaving well enough alone” & “I know that I went psycho on the phone, I never leave well enough alone” are about the same moment with the same person = she didn’t leave well enough alone because she kept writing about Karlie and re-engaging us Kaylors as well as I’m sure, she kept up with seeing Karlie or keeping tabs on her to the point where it forced someone to reach out to the other.... she can’t apologise or defend her actions because you can’t explain the things you do for true love.

- “I have this dream you’re doing cool shit” aka starting a podcast, expanding businesses, making headway as an entrepreneur and being a highly-paid and respected international model? Seems straight forward 👀

- “you meet some woman on the Internet and take her home” = 1. Karlie is specifically interested in tech and the internet, it is literally her entire business and 2. if Karlie and Tay did break up, then because Karlie is actually NOT married to Josh, she hooked up with someone she met through the internet somehow (probs social media not an app) and Taylor found out this is probably a snarky comment about that from a jealous ex. Could possibly also be about the dream mentioned above. 💔🔐

- “another day waking up alone” = lost her lover, sleeps alone? Bold claim on opening tack.

- “persist and resist” = very famous feminist saying, civil rights/political echo?

- “the temptation to ask you if one thing had been different, would everything be different today” = this what if mentality continues through the album but personally, I think this is about Kissgate.

- “Rosé flowing with your chosen family” = repeats later, your chosen family could refer to Karlie’s group of friends like Derek and Jourdan etc.

- “would’ve been sweet if it could’ve been me” = flipped perspective, wishes Karlie chose her.

- “dragging up the grave another time” = firstly, THAT pin on her EW jacket now makes more sense. second, Taylor has written about Karlie for 4 straight albums now, she hasn’t let their love story die even if they did.

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cardigan

- “brand new phone” = this is not some story, this is current reality. Taylor hides behind era-specific language and imagery in some other songs but this one is clearly about here and now, and her.

- “sensual politics” to me stands out because only really here and in TLGAD is politics explicitly mentioned and sensual politics to me screams sleeping with someone for political gain or with political connections which certainly sounds like someone...

- “when you’re young, they assume you know nothing” = sounds to me like a lot like a) love story and b) “you don’t know you’re gay, it’s just a PHASE! you’ll grow out of it!” 🏳️‍🌈

- “chase 2 girls, lose the one” = supposedly, when KK and TS met, Taylor was still in love/entangled with Dianna so perhaps she’s reflecting on making the wrong choice?

- CIWYW links: my baby’s high above the whole scene—> heartbeat on the high line, tidbit:as is clear in both Lover & 1989 New York is a sacred place for TS and KK’s love story, the high line is a) a beautiful NYC icon and b) right in between the girls’ two places...

- as mentioned, miss Karlie ELIZABETH Kloss was the brand model for Levi’s and definitely has worn some sequins and black lipstick on cobblestones sooooo.... 🤷🏼‍♀️

- “you drew stars around my scars” = see Drake’s birthday party and the infamous third Polaroid mystery 👀

- “stepping on the last train” could mean one of two things to me; 1. The last resort for KK was marrying J*sh or 2. the last train could represent some goodbye the girls had where KK chose something/someone else over Taylor.

- “peter losing Wendy” is such an interesting metaphor on so many levels but specifically, Wendy loses Peter because she wakes up (from nearly dying but nvm) and grows up and stops believing in Neverland and magic, basically Wendy loses an attachment to Peter because her reality shifts and that’s what gets remembered especially in the Disney version of the story. HOWEVER, the opposite is also true meaning Peter Pan loses Wendy because he can never co-exist with her again, he can never grow up or bring her back to Neverland without either killing her or ruining her. So this idea that someone wanted to change the ending from peter losing Wendy because he had to do what was best for her because he loved her echoes as Karlie didn’t want to marry Jerk or hurt Taylor but had to in order to protect her. Right? 😅

- “leaving like a father, running like water” = Taylor’s parents got divorced and there’s SOME thoughts Scott left the house and Taylor lives with her Mom in Nashville in her teen years.

- “I knew everything when I was young” - Taylor has always know she was LGBT+ 🌈 and also, baby VSFS vibes because as we all know, “we were both young when I first saw you...” send tweet.

- “I knew you’d come back to me” hopefully, HOPEFULLY foreshadows the girls being together/coming out soon !!!!!!! 🤞🏼🤞🏼🤞🏼

- music video wise, I’ll do a break down soon.

TLGAD

- ‘Rebekkah’ refers to the previous owner of Taylor’s Watch Hill, RI house, Rebekah Harkness. She was a divorcee until marrying Standard Oil heir William (aka Bill) Hale Harkness, a new-money dynasty was formed in this time from their profit. There are MANY wild, whimsical stories about ‘Betty’ (which is obviously an extended metaphor of folklore)  that this song tries to re-create/recapture.  

- Taylor is also known as ‘Becky’ due to the popular meme so this is quite literally a play on her own character as well as the previous inhabitants of the house.

- St Louis is not only Rebekkah’s hometown, but also Karlie Elizabeth Kloss’. 

- “the wedding was charming, if a little gouche” seems like a direct shot fired at Karlie’s woodsy photoshoot of 2018 😂😂(ironically, folklore’s key aesthetic is the woods!!)

- “it must’ve been her fault his heart gave out” refers explicitly to William dying of a heart attack in the house, but subtly I feel like this is a dig at the media who constantly blame women for things they cannot control, as they have done with Taylor too many times to even count. 

- “who knows if she never showed up, what could’ve been” seems like Taylor is stuck thinking about what may have happened for her and Karlie if things had been different, see the 1. 

- “she/I had a marvellous time ruining everything” is such an incredibly provoking lyric on two fronts, 1. obviously taylor buying her RI house had a massive impact on an otherwise sleepy holiday town that is now more famous for Taylor’s july 4 parties than anything else and 2. seems introspective or personal, as if the things that ruined everything for Karlie and Taylor were the best and most marvellous parts of their relationship (big sur, kissgate etc.) 

- “flew in all her bitch pack friends from the city” is not only about the friends and celebs Rebekkah was notorious for hosting but also Taylor’s ‘bitches and model’ girl gang circa 2015 which includes one Karlie Kloss. 

- “blew through the money on the boys and the ballet” refers to Rebekkah’s love of wasting her fortune on things, including a ballet company that went under not long after she created it BUT also refers to Taylor paying so many boys to be her beards and PR stunts whilst also spending her money on a certain ex-Ballerina. Also remember her AMA’s performance of Lover/ bts of Shake It Off? 😉😉😉

- “50 years is a long time” - 50 seems deliberate, a bit of a reach but note it WAS the 50th anniversary of Stonewall last year. 🏳️‍🌈

-  “free of women with madness, their men and bad habits and THEN IT WAS BOUGHT BY ME.” - this clearly shows that ALL the songs are being narrated by Taylor, some of the lyrics are about her, some are about these fictional or fantastical characters she’s created but there is her truth behind all of them too. 

- “the loudest woman this town has ever seen” = Taylor is undoubtedly the most famous woman in the town who regualrly causes uproar there (see the Sea Wall debacle and the Taylor Swift Tax)

- in all, the two famed women owner’s of Holiday House have many overlaps and are forever intertwined. 

exile

- “i can see you standing honey with his arms around your body” as the opening line is LOUD. to me, feels like this is about ALL those staged photos of Josh and Karlie uncomfortable/fake as hell on social media. 

- “laughing but the joke’s not funny at all” is something we’ve all thought about Karlie’s marriage before and is about that moment where if you don’t laugh, you’ll cry at the situation. 

- “it took you 5 whole minutes to pack up ... holding all this love out here in the hall” to me is about someone moving out of a shared home, like Karlie from Taylor’s NYC apartment, after a break up or fight. We know it is MORE than likely that the girls’ broke up, for a while or for good, in 2017/18. 

- “I think I’ve seen this film before, and didn’t like the ending” is a lot like “Cause cruelty wins in the movies, I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you” / “All of my heroes die all alone.” which makes me truly believe that delicate > the archer > exile are all the progression of the same love story.  ❤️

- “now I’m in exile seeing you out” = both of them have lost their home, exiled from the relationship.

- “I can see you staring honey, like he’s just your understudy” has a lot to unpack. Firstly, see this photo. Second, as a beard, Joe is quite literally Karlie’s understudy - stepping in only to fill a public void or play her part when she can’t. 

- “like you’d get your knuckles bloody for me” is basically this tweet

- “second, third and hundredth chances” - hopefully this means the girls WILL be together again soon!!! 

- “those eyes add insult to injury” - Taylor has often made explcit reference to her lover’s eyes, but this could also mean the eyes of the public on her every move and relationship not allowing her to properly grapple with break ups. 👁️

-  “i’m not your problem anymore, so who am i offending?” - homophobes love to say wlw or mlm relationships “offend” them or their beliefs, so who could taylor be offending if she’s publicly in a straight relationship? 

- “you were my crown”, Taylor was/is Karlie’s princess, if Karlie is gone, Taylor doesn’t feel like she’s a princess anymore. Likewise, Karlie is Taylor’s sunshine which makes the moody, misty, dark aesthetics all the more relevant to this album. 

- “so I’m leaving out the side door’ - this side door? the other side of the door?

- “all of this time, we always walked a very thin line” between outing themselves and being happy? 

- “I gave so many signs” - Taylor has queercoded EVERY album since her self-titled, she has been dropping hints and signs for years that she is LGBT+ so it must be exhausting to have to keep hiding who she loves. This is repeated so many times - it means a lot. 

- written with William Bowery who nobody can quite identify, but Karlie and Taylor have been to the Bowery many times together and William is mentioned earlier in TLGAD

- this whole song is a duet, a two-sided conversation between lovers - her and karlie both without each other. 

my tears ricochet

- Track 5 is, as per usual, deeply confessional, personal, emotive and moving. 😿😿

- there are lots of theories and layers to this masterpiece of a song, including that it’s in reference to big machine. I personally think every single song of Taylor’s is made up of layers that reflect multiple things in her life and experience so plausibly it can be about multiple things all at once including Sco** and Scumbag as well as Karlie, who was under Scumbag’s management for the majority of the decade. Another theory which with every new listen I think is more and more possible is that this is alternating between Taylor and Karlie’s perspectives. 

- ‘if i’m on fire, you’ll be made of ashes too” whoever is associated with Taylor will ALWAYS be dragged down with her. If she’s being attacked, they will be too. Big 2016 energy. 

- “even on my worst day, did I deserve babe, all the hell you gave me?” could be directed at a lover, or at Big Machine, or even the public for all the shit they’ve said about Taylor over the years. 

- “I swear I loved you ‘till my dying day” seems a lot like the 1, as well as could be about the music and the label she helped build. 

- “I didn’t have it within myself to go with grace.” Taylor was LOUD about her split from Big Machine, she called them out (rightly) and made noise which is not a ‘graceful’ split. 

- “you’re the hero flying around saving face” very easily is about S+S jackasses but deeper than that, while Taylor was under immense attack and criticism, everyone who actually like her music pretended suddenly to hate it and her to stay ‘cool’ 

- “cause if I’m dead to you why are you at the wake?” this lyric becomes especially important in the final verse but essentially those who publicly distanced themself from Taylor still showed up when she was thriving again and/or because they actually truly loved her *uhmm karlie uhmm* 

- “cursing my name, wishing I stayed” either at Big Machine or with Karlie/Taylor. 

- “some to make a diamond ring” > firstly we still have never understood the ring image from the LWYMMD and ME! videos, it is entirely possible this is a continuation of that same symbol/image. Second, I think this hints to Karlie getting ‘engaged’ while still being with Taylor, the rock for the ring in the song was found by the two people gathering stones after all. 

- “you know i didn't want to have to haunt you” both Taylor and Karlie have big reputations all over the world that follow them everywhere. For either one, they will always be haunted by reminders of each other. 

- “you wear the same jewels that I gave you as you bury me” - on the Big Machine side, Taylor made the label professional and big, she is literally the sole reason it succeeded in the music industry so she handed Sco** his fortune and reputation which he still had when he sold her music to Scumbag and got into a very dirty bed with him. From the Karlie side, many people have noted that not only does she wear her black cartier necklace, which is assumed to be from Taylor, but to her ‘wedding’ wore a necklace she’d worn before with Taylor. 

- “when I’d fight you’d tell me I was brave” could refer to Sco** encouraging her in 2016 to defend herself. Could refer to Karlie supporting her behind the scenes. 

- ‘and I can go anywhere I want, just not home” seems like a continuation from exile, as in she’s lost the place she called home because her lover is no longer there but could also mean she can’t go back to her other albums and the house (see the lover music video) that they created as her musical home.

- “you will still miss me in your bones” could be about Sco** losing his money and label without her there to physically support and carry it or about the fact that the love Taylor and Karlie had is so ingrained it’s in their bones forever. 

- “and i still talk to you when I’m screaming at the sky” this lyric has a lot of possible interpretations (i’ve seen one about cursing out God?) but i think it’s similar to “asking the traffic lights if i’ll be alright” as in, it’s Taylor asking the universe to help her make sense of things. 

- “when you can’t sleep at night, you hear my stolen lullabies” suggests a) sco** + scumbag is still haunted by the music they stole from Taylor because it was literally the backbone of the business which is now practically worthless and b) that Karlie is kept awake by the songs Taylor has written for and about her over the years which again were stolen away by the jackasses at Big Machine.  

- “you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same” again, same idea - big machine will never be profitable without her/while they hold her masters hostage. BUT Karlie wise, breaking up with Taylor broke her too? 

- this is where the song changes. it shifts from Taylor’s story to someone else’s, personally I think Karlie. 

- “you turned into your worst fears” as in she settled for the money and sold her values off by marrying Josh. Also, Karlie was under Scumbag’s management for years (part of Taylor’s hatred of him was him keeping the girls’ from doing as they pleased) so by being completely controlled by him, she turned into this completely fake person. Contrast 2014/15 Karlie with 2017/18 Karlie and it so much more all about PR and money. 

- “you’re tossing out blame, drunk on this pain, crossing out the good years” - sco** and scumbag have made so many false excuses for their behaviour and completely erased the good relationship between the Swifts and sco**. Not sure yet what the Karlie side is here but it’s here somewhere. 

- in conclusion, this is about Big Machine and Karlie. As the first song Taylor wrote for the album, I think it’s clear just how incredibly multi-faceted this album is. ☕☕☕

mirrorball

- first off, we can never forget about this and this look from both girls. ✨✨

- “I’ll to show you every version of yourself tonight”, the public and the private sides to them both. this is big glass closet energy in my opinion 

- “and when I break it’s in a million pieces” is so personal and heartbreaking. 2016 and Kaylor breakup vibes. I cannot elaborate at this time. 

- “when no one is around my dear” = the secrecy, forbidden love motif returns and again, if she’s in a hetero relationship, what’s to hide? 

- “you’ll find me on my tallest tiptoes”, Just an fyi, Karlie, a giraffe, is 6′2″, Taylor is 5′10″ -- thats a big difference. 🦒🦒🦒

-  “i know they said the end is near” = end of the relationship or the end of hiding it, either way, it’s a romantic last private moment together, swaying as the room burns down. 

- “i can change everything about me to fit in” = Taylor when she was starting out was forced to create this all innocent, american-girl image of herself. She has had to hide herself to succeed, as she said in Miss Americana, she was muzzled. 

- “you are not like the regulars, the masquerade revelers” = Karlie is different to everyone else, or any other ex, ‘masquerade’ implies masked or hidden figures at a party, very Love Story 

- “and the called off the circus, burned the disco down” = the ‘circus’ could be the media/public, or all the illusions Taylor has cast in order to appear straight. The ‘disco’, and Taylor is the ‘mirror ball’ to her lover means that this isolated existence of just the two of them. 

- “I’m still on that tightrope, I’m still trying everything” for now, she’s still closeted, she’s still trying to have the best of everything. 

- “I’m still a believer, but I don’t know why” believer in everything working out perhaps, or perhaps believing it’s better if she’s in the closet and it’s only the two of them. 

- “never been a natural” = she has completely created herself through years off trying to be what people want, not who she naturally is. 

seven

- “picture me” implies this is retrospective of Taylor, she’s reflecting on her childhood/youth. 

- “I hit my peak at Seven” could either refer to the age 7 or album 7, ‘Lover’ which many critics argued was her best work. 

- “Over the creek I was too scared to jump in” = fear of jumping is something Taylor has discussed in many songs but this is different, the creek represents something she fears will drown her.

- “High in the sky with Pennsylvania under me” = obviously, Taylor was born and raised in rural PA, so this truly is a childhood memory unearthed and explored. It’s personal to Taylor, it’s her story. 👏🏼

- “Are there still beautiful things?”  Recognizing the world isn’t all daisies and rainbows 

- “cross your heart, don’t tell no other” = again, secret keeping and hiding something is a big queer image, ‘cross your heart’ is a quite childish phrase but it’s adult equivalent in Taylor’s world is an NDA, ie swearing people to secrecy is something she's always known... 🔐

- “Although i can’t recall your face, I still got love for you” = this childhood love has faded with time to memories, this girl simultaneously forgotten and remembered. 

- “Your braids like a pattern” = definitely about a girl (1996 rural Pennsylvania was not the kind of place where boys had braids), specific use of YOUR pronoun not ‘my’ or ‘our’ suggesting again it’s about a girl. Very obviously about a first girl crush. 🌈 

- “passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long” = firstly, reference to Neruda’s poem Taylor used in the red prologue. second, folksongs change slightly from generation to generation but the heart/melody remains the same meaning that in Taylor’s mind, the story of her first girl love has changed but it’s still the same song/story all the years later. also, clearly a reminder of the setting of the song and the album as a whole being folklore. 💛

- “your dad is always mad and that must be why” feels a lot like Love Story and forbidden love, also again rural Pennsylvania in the mid-1990s was not the most liberal place so I can imagine a lot of homophobic ideas that perforated Taylor’s childhood.

- “I think you should come live with me” is such an innocent image of someone in love and wanting to just fix things by bringing them home, it also is like a baby gay version of uhauling 

- “we could be pirates” = pirates are not just a childhood image/motif but also one historically seen as gay, gangs of pirates often had ‘mateolage’ agreements that basically were like widow’s benefits. See John Swann. ☠️

- “you won’t have to cry, or hide in the closet.” = I think this one is explicitly clear but just to be sure, Taylor could’ve said “hide when he lost it, hide if you wanted, hide in the woods too” etc. Read this for a full understanding of why it such a LOUD image to use.  It is VERY DELIBERATE PEOPLE. 🌈🌈🌈

- “just like a folk song, our love will be passed on” = different from the first bridge but deliberate again. Their story, aka Taylor liking girls from a young age will always be talked about, AND their love lives in this song she wrote.

- “picture me in the weeds before I learned civility” = again, given the homophobic attitude, ‘civility’ and straightness should be read as the same so Taylor is saying when she was a child, free in the grass and herself, she wants to always be. 

- “I used to scream ferociously any time I wanted” = she wasn’t muzzled as a child, she could say and be who she wanted, screaming it aloud for everyone to hear but that changed as she grew up. 

- “pack your dolls and a sweater, we’ll move to India forever” = ‘dolls’ again would imply it’s two girls running away together and India is this exocitc far off place to a child, a place where they can be together without anyone knowing them or controlling them. 

August

- Karlie Kloss is born in August. Karlie Kloss posted yesterday about being a Leo (an August born). August belongs to Karlie Kloss. 🦁♌

- “rust on your door” = image of something well-worn, perhaps someone who’s been here too a few times before?

- “whispers of are you sure?” = obviously there is the sexual connotation, but beyond that, what if it’s about Taylor and Karlie going public etc. 

- “never have I ever before” = see above but also the game ‘never have I ever’ evokes youthfulness and sounds almost like a reminder of a fun night with friends. 

- “I can see us lost in the memory” = implies they’re still together, losing themself in the memory together

- “I can see us twisted in bedsheets” = again, sexual imagery but also the intimacy of sharing a bed with the person you love after sex 

- “Like a bottle of wine” = matures the song a bit, the youthfulness of earlier is now more adult. 21 is America’s drinking age, 20s were mentioned early etc. 🍷

- “Cause you were never mine” = the whole of Taylor and Karlie’s relationship, Karlie has publically been dating Josh so she was never solely Taylor’s. 

- “Will you call when you’re back at school?” = Karlie attended NYU in 2015, the height of Kaylor. 

- “back when we were still changing for the better” = instead of changing to adapt/survive or keep up appearances. 

- “wanting was enough” = wanting Karlie without labels was enough, rather than having to go public etc. Many have said for a long time that Karlie and Taylor fought about coming out or not. 

- “cancel plans in case you would call” = sounds like a very love-sick Taylor Swift thing to do. Also waiting on a lover’s call when they constantly are travelling like both Karlie and Taylor do makes sense. ☎️

- “so much for summer love” = cruel summer echo? Summer 2015 was again, peak Kaylor so this could be a specific reference to that period

- “Do you remember? Remember when I pulled up and said ‘get in the car’” another specific reference, comes up again later in Betty, clearly is something personal. 

- “Back when I was still living for the hope of it all” = back as in the past when everything was happening, hope of it all being the hope they’d still end up together. 

TO SUM UP PART 1:

BENEATH ALL FICTION OR MYTH IS FACT & FEELING. Taylor is no longer hiding. Yes, some of these songs are about stories and people not her but there is so much of herself and her own story layered in too. PAY ATTENTION!!! Obviously, these are just my opinions, I’m not Taylor so I cannot know exactly what these songs are about but I think, after years of analyzing her music, these images/themes and deliberate word choice are well-versed in this part of the fandom. It is entirely possible this is the beginning of Taylor’s full, public coming out journey. 

I’ll be back with Part 2 tomorrow.  Stay Tuned!

[sunshine304]

Recent PastPost pictures of your first ever (fictional/celeb) crush to the latest one and tag five others to continue the game. 

So, I was tagged by @bang-won​ uhm... quite a while ago.

Thank you for the tag! ♥ It took me forever to get around to it, but yesterday I was motivated enough to run Photoshop and do the little graphics, because if I talk about celebrity crushes, this post should at least look nice. XD

Everything else under the cut, because it's a lot!

Also, it's been so long I'm not going to tag anyone, I don't even know who of my mutuals already did this... Anyone who sees this and feels inspired can feel themselves tagged! ;D

Crushes in my early Teens

John Partridge: If you have seen the 1998 “Cats” video, you'll know where this comes from. XD I was so into him, especially because he got the role of Roger in the German “Rent” production. I do have the recording of a concert with the whole cast when they promoted the show on “Rock am Ring”. I thought he was really good-looking, but mostly I was extremely in love with his voice. Ugh so good. Was my crush for years and I still know his birthday. XD

Peti van der Velde: She was Mimi in the German “Rent” cast. She was super hot and I love her voice!

Cary Elwes: You might think it's because of “The Princess Bride” - but it's not! I first saw him in “Robin Hood – Men in Tights”, which is just a hilarious movie in general! But I also found him very attractive in that – I guess it was the humour and his objectively good looks. Then I saw him in TPB and my fate was sealed. Swoonworthy and again, so funny!

Matthew Porretta: He was Will Scarlett O'Hara in “Robin Hood – Men in Tights”, and yeah, I also thought he was hot. :D Never saw him again in anything else, I think? Oh no, that's not right – he did a Robin Hood tv show, where he played Robin! Yeah, I saw that, too. But that was it – it was the days of yore, no internet to speak of, so no chance for a young teenaged girl to get info on him.

Will Smith: He was super famous back then already, and yeah, for me it was “Men in Black” and “Wild West West” - the songs were sooo cool, and he looked really good and cool in both movies. (Yes, I know that WWW is objectively a bad movie, but it had Will Smith, Kevin Kline, Salma Hayek, and a very good theme song.)

Shakira: I loved her music and her dancing.... XD Years later it occurred to me that this might've been a crush.

Catherine Zeta-Jones: “The Mask of Zorro”, anyone? Oh my God, she was so hot in that. T_T

The Period Drama Phase

So, these are all around 2005, I guess? I watched a lot of Jane Austen / period dramas back then.

Colin Firth: He was such a perfect Mr Darcy. *swoons* I also watched a lot of his other movies and  still like him a lot. Funniest thing was that my boss also adored his performance in “Pride & Prejudice” and went on a “buy every movie he's in” spree. Which included “Where the Truth Lies”, so she one day came to work and complained about this Colin Firth movie that really was very bad and why would he act in such a movie etc. I'd already seen it and just had to laugh internally, like, “I'm sorry he destroyed this idealised version in your head with the bisexual orgy...” XD

Jeremy Northam: Yeah, Mr. Knightley from “Emma”.

Richard Armitage: And he was John Thornton in “North & South” (which I should rewatch because it was really good). God ugh, he was so attractive in that! But I find him to be very attractive in general, still do. Always happy to see him in anything and I'm still pissed that “The Hobbit” movies did turn out to be a mess.

Ewan McGregor: He was in “Sense & Sensibility” (honorary mention for Alan Rickman and Kate Winslet, who I also crushed on a bit...), but! That wasn't what I saw first. Instead, it was “Big Fish”, which I rewatched a thousand times or so, because I loved it as a movie, and he looked good in it. Then I saw him in “Moulin Rouge”, and that fucker could sing! (´▽`ʃ♥ƪ)

Thomas Godoj: Oh hey, hello DSDS winner 2008! I immediately found him kinda hot in that “he's had several rough rock star nights and someone should feed him” way, you know? XD He seemed very humble and kind in his interviews, and in the top 15 show he left everyone in the dust with his version of “Chasing Cars”. They later published the voting numbers and he won every show with at least 40%... He's also a good songwriter. I'm not crushing on him anymore, but I still buy his albums and like a lot of his songs. I think he's the best winner that show every had (except for Alexander Klaws, who won the first season, and went on to become a great entertainer).

Character Crushes

Kinda parallel to the Period Drama Phase but also “feeding” into my Fandom Crushes, of course. It's all coming together.(¬‿¬)

Sawyer: “Lost” was a huge phenomenon for a while – the first few seasons were actually really compelling – and I definitely crushed on Josh Holloway as Sawyer. He was so hot in that show, and also a bit of an cocky asshole character (with Hidden Depths™), so there you go.

Legolas: The “Lord of the Rings” movies were so formative for my generation, I think, and pretty much all of my friends were crushing on someone from that cast. XD I was watching this and thinking, “Ohh that Legolas actor is really handsome” and he also got dubbed by one of my favourite voice actors! I had a poster in my room. I did not take up archery, though.

Aragorn: Aaaaand the other character from LotR I crushed on hard. XD But only in his down and dirty Strider form, with sweaty hair and that half-ass beard and the worn-in clothes. Not the cleaned up King Elessar version, that just wasn't the same anymore after watching about 11 hours of rugged manliness! But yeah,  I think he and Legolas were the two characters most of my friends were crushing on in some way. (It's also a really good movie for horse girls!)

Here begins the “Pirates of the Caribbean” phase, my One True Love, you Perfect Trilogy That Will Forever Hold an Important Spot in My Heart.

Will Turner: It was the guy who played Legolas in an action costume movie doing swashbuckling things! He got to wear a fashionable hat and cape! Together with Keira Knightley as Elizabeth Swann he was the Heart & Soul of these movies! There was funny banter! He often was wet and dirty, with his clothes clinging to him! ♥

Captain Jack Sparrow: I found him super compelling as a character at first, and then I got into the fandom (my first real online fandom) and we wrote a lot of meta, and then I read fanfiction, and he quickly turned into my favourite character. XD And with that came a huge crush on him. Yeah, I know that in RL he'd reek of alcohol and... other things, but luckily Smell-O-Vision never head a break through and so we can all just imagine that he looks like a street bum dragged through the muck but that he smells of a mountain meadow in summer or something! But jokes aside, I just loved him so much as a character, because there were so many layers to him. Movies 4 and 5 are kinda there, you know, but I don't really take them into account much. For me it's the trilogy and all the fantastic fanfic I read for it.

James Norrington: I really liked him as clean and proper Commodore Norrington, but “Dead Man's Chest” brought him down to eye level and made him hot. The Sparrington pairing also got me into Slashfic like whoa, because a lot of it was hot as burning. XD (And it also taught me to set boundaries for myself, because some stuff was too explicit for my tastes at the time, so I skimmed it or clicked out of it etc. You know, what the teens of today could actually learn to do once in a while, ahem.) Anyway, this character was great and I'll be eternally pissed that they killed him off.

Fandom Crushes

These were huuuuge, my friends. HUGE! It was the time of me really getting into fandom, the peak of Livejournal, lots of great fanfic and online content, and I met some dear friends through it that I'm still in contact with to this day. ♥

Johnny Depp: Got hooked by PotC and then watched loads of his movies afterwards. I head seen him in some stuff before, of course, but PotC made me appreciate his acting ability. This was also the time when he had cleaned up his act, was happily married, and did a lot of hot-as-burning photoshoots. I had mostly moved on by the time he spiralled out of control (midlife crisis and addiction are a bad mix), but it was still very sad to watch. Now, I just hope that he gets the help he needs and finds his acting mojo again.

Zoe Saldaña: Of course from PotC as well, because I adored Anamaria! But I already knew her from “Center Stage”, where 'd liked her. Through PotC I checked out some of her movies. I think she looks gorgeous and beautiful, and she's got this dancer's grace, you know? Also, trivia time if you ever are on “Who wants to be a Millionaire?” – she's the actress with the biggest box office to her name, a fact that many random people on the street wouldn't know. (Male counterpart is of course Samuel L. Jackson.)

David Tennant: I really crushed on him during his “Doctor Who” era. It was never this kind of big crush I had on some of the others on this far too extensive list, but still. Crush kinda came back a bit because of “Good Omens”.

Benedict Cumberbatch: So yeah, you might've heard about that BBC tv series called “Sherlock”... This was an even bigger fandom for me than PotC, I think, simply because at this time the internet had really gone off and you could find everything. (✪ ω ✪)  I also crushed on the character Sherlock, but I think it was very much connected to Cumberbatch in this role, IDK. The look was great and is kinda my type, the show was fun. So much great fanfiction. So much! I checked out all of his other work as well, as you do. It's calmed down considerably now, mainly because season 4 was such a mess that it killed my enthusiasm for the show and therefore for him, too.¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Martin Freeman: To a lesser degree than Cumberbatch, but yeah, I also crushed on him because of “Sherlock”. I thought his acting was even better, subtler, and I was very disappointed of the direction they took with the character in season 4. Freeman was too, it came through in his interviews at the time. And god, I loved him in “The Hobbit”, such perfect casting and it got kinda wasted. Never over it.

Sebastian Stan: Ugh yeah, he's hot, what can I say. XD Love him in the MCU, and for a while I read a lot of Stucky fic. It was never a huge crush, but it flared up there for a while.

Recent Past

Chris Evans: He was so great as Steve Rogers! He also provided very nice eye candy to some rather middling movies in the past, and I love his humour and that he speaks up so much about social and political topics. Also he loves dogs!♥

Dylan O'Brien: So yeah, “Teen Wolf” anyone? XD I actually never watched a lot of that show, because they aired it in such a disconnected way on German tv that I gave up. So I saw... season 2 and then the first few episodes of season 3? But by then I'd already gotten into the fandom, because … of fanfiction? I don't even know anymore how I got into it, likely some of my fav writers started writing for it, or I saw all these Sterek gifsets and thought, “Oh they're both hot!” XD anyway, that's how I became aware of him. He was even hotter in “Maze Runner” and I'm still kinda bummed out that so far he hasn't had a big break, because I think he is a really good actor and deserves to be more successful. Love his sarcastic humour and that he throws shade at TW every chance he gets, because that show deserves it (or rather, the people behind it do).

Tyler Hoechlin: Oh look, the other half of the Sterek 'ship! XD So yeah, he is very conventionally fucking hot, guys. He was also shirtless a lot in TW. Sometimes you just want to have some serious eye candy you know. But! He also seems to be a really likeable person, and he brought much more depth to his character Derek than was on the page. And he was very open about how disappointed he was about the direction the show took with his character, and that they queerbaited the hell out of it. My crush on him is very much tied with TW, I haven't seen him in other stuff, I think. But he seems to be doing well enough, so good for him! (Also, yeah, he is the perfect Superman.)

Natalie Dormer: Well, she kinda became famous for being sexy and hot in “The Tudors”, what can I say. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I loved her in that. Might've been the permanent smirk she's got going. I also really enjoyed her in “The Hunger Games” and liked to stare at screenshots of GoT (which I haven't watched), because she had stunning costumes there and always looked gorgeous. I really need to get around to watching “Elementary” one of these days...

Joseph Gordon-Levitt: So, there was this movie called “Inception”... XD I still low-key ship Arthur/Eames (honorary mention for Tom Hardy, I'm sorry, I cannot name every crush I've ever had or we'd be here all day). JGL was looking very attractive in well-cut suits and he was also very competent and got one of the best fight scenes. That was the time when he suddenly was in many movies that I enjoyed, like “50/50”, “The Dark Knight Rises” (okay, that one was soso, but he was great in it), “Premium Rush”, “Don Jon” (ugh, yeah that♥). I also kinda remembered that he was in “10 Things I Hate About You”, which was forever ago, and I thought he was cute in that. Also, he can sing and dance, which is always a plus and makes a man exponentially more hot in my opinion. He also seems to be a chill dude who's very much into music and got married without anyone noticing. XD He just does his thing and I respect that.

Current Crushes

Xiao Zhan: This man. So beautiful. So handsome. (❤ ω ❤) Most of the people reading this are in CQL fandom as well, so you all know how hot he is. XD Yet again the lethal combination of singing, acting, and dancing, as well as killer looks. Honorary mention for Wang Yibo, who I crush on in specific circumstances but often find weird to crush on because he's so much younger than me. Xiao Zhan, I crush on without remorse. ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ That smile. *swoons*

Robert Downey Jr.: Yay, I liked him before it was cool again! XD I'd watched “Kiss Kiss Bang Bang”, which I adored, and he was fantastic in it. Then he did “Iron Man” and “Sherlock Holmes”, and I'm sorry, I'm just a sucker for his look with the beard/goatee thing and the dark slightly tousled hair and the dark eyes. Helps that he's a really great actor and also very funny. It's crazy to look at his filmography and it's mostly MCU movies for the last 10 years... So I guess it's good that they killed him off and he can do other things now (like OMG “Sherlock Holmes 3”!!).

Janelle Monae: She's gorgeous and she's got talent for ten people! I love her! Makes great music, very outspoken and in your face, great style. I also loved her in the few movies I saw her in, she was fantastic.

Hugh Jackman: Oh no, the whole package. XD Can sing, can dance, can act, handsome, unbelievably likeable, great entertainer. It's bad. I saw him on his concert tour in Cologne, it was an awesome show, he was amazing, so funny, nice interactions with the audience, too. I prefer his current look to that overly buff Wolverine one, and I'm pretty sure he's happy that he doesn't have to bulk up like that anymore. He's just, so damn nice!(*/ω＼*)

Ben Whishaw: Oh yeah, and I might have a thing for the nerdy looking guys. XD He is an amazing actor, and yet again I'm a sucker for the dark tousled her and dark, deep eyes, sorry not sorry. Loved him as Q in the Bond movies and enjoyed him a lot as that tortured artist character in “Cloud Atlas”, just for the drama of it all. I still got a lot of his stuff on my watch list (some of his tv shows have taken a loooong time to make it to Germany, I think one or two are still not dubbed).

So that was that. A huge list of crushes and I've surely forgotten a lot of celebrities, especially in the music department. XD No boy band members, though, because I kinda liked their music but never became a fan of any of them.¯\_(ツ)_/¯

If you made it through all of this, congratulations, I admire your resilience and determination! ♥

[romanceboys]

(interview) cosmopolitan korea november issue 2020 — shining visual, shinee key

1. agreeing to have a magazine photoshoot scheduled a week after discharge must not have been an easy decision. i tried my best to not look like the military had changed me during my service. people don’t notice when you’re in a good condition, but when you come out in a poor state, they notice right away. this will probably be my last schedule for the month of october. i want to rest for a bit. 2. that's understandable. how was your military life? what i gained from the army were health and people. while i was in the military band, i came across many non-celeb friends, especially young friends who did music. it was an opportunity to learn about what people like these days. though adjusting was hard, it was fun.  3. some say that the mandatory service is like a vacation for workaholic idols. would you sympathise? vacation doesn’t seem like the right word, rather i was able to live a planned life. there was time dedicated to resting, training, sleeping, etc., a daily routine. i liked having to live doing things regularly.  4. for key, dancing and singing are a given, but you do more than the usual with acting, variety tv, musicals, etc. i’m curious about whether you tend to showcase only what you’ve gotten good at on your own, since you’re smart, or is it the result of your ceaseless efforts? besides music, i think the rest is just packaged well. though i can’t make it look like i’m doing really well when i do things poorly, it’s got to do with good marketing too. i also think i have a good grasp of how to look like i’m doing well. 5. it’s said that people who are lively and can express themselves definitively end up incurring the public’s wrath at least once, but over the course of 13 years, there was no such happening. others might not know, but i was aware of many of my failures. there were several shows that i didn’t stand out in, or many times when neither talking nor singing worked. through such experiences i think i was able to cultivate my judgement. 6. all celebrities showcase themselves, but they don’t do so without hesitation. comparatively, key tends to express himself naturally. and so, ‘naturally-talented celebrity,’ one with many talents, comes to mind.  had i stayed still and not shown myself, i don’t know what would have happened. i probably wouldn’t have been able to shoot for a photoshoot like today’s either. i’m the type of person who has to do multiple things simultaneously. for instance, i was able to do <amazing saturday - do re mi market> after 10 years of debut. through this program, there were many who most likely saw me and my personality for the first time. but had i not done it, would there be many people curious about me when i’m not in the public’s eye? of course not. though there are people who can arouse the public’s curiosity just by staying still, i don’t think i’m one of them. 7. your objective assessment of yourself is quite cold. i learned that the more you keep denying yourself, the more uncomfortable it gets. there are those who set an absolute standard for themselves and even improve by working towards it, but i don’t think i fall into that category. i came to a realisation by trying out things this way and that way, and then by staying still. in the end, i learned that being passive wasn’t the answer. even if i like my career as a celebrity, it’s meaningless if the people don’t like me. 8. what’s your judgement criteria for making choices? back in the day, i would do things people would like even if i disliked it. but now if i’m unsure about it, i don’t do it. i realised that forcing myself to do something in such an ambiguous state would not make a huge difference to my life. but you never know. i’m saying this now but then i might end up taking on many things randomly. however, what’s certain is the need for something new.  9. in the ‘solitary chatroom’ fans asked about your plans following discharge, to which you replied “i’ll probably be doing something?” have you not found something new to do yet? i’m troubled over whether to start youtube or not. i doubt people will be curious about my unbroadcasted, ‘off’ (-camera) appearance. the problem isn’t whether to start youtube or not, it’s the how that is important too. i haven’t found the answer to whether i can do it unabashedly. while competing with professional youtubers, i don’t even know if my content will be competitive enough. i’ve been deliberating for a long time. 10. after seeing you and your fans converse like friends in the ‘solitary chatroom,’ i felt that you adore each other. it took a long time for me to reach the point where i could show myself to the fans to my heart’s content. the fans must have waited for a long time too. in the past, i was focused on presenting myself to the public. i did take care of my fans back then too, but i thought it was more meaningful for me to show new people new things. whereas, now i know that if i continue to tread in the right manner, people who like me will continue to like me. it seems more proper to deliver high-quality content to those who are waiting for me. 11. it’s your 13th year of debut. i think you might feel beyond colleague camaraderie for the shinee members. whether we like it or not, i think it’s affection. it's all inevitable and natural. it’s difficult to answer questions that ask about how much i love the members or how close we are. it’s like asking one how much they love their mother. neither colleagues, nor friends, nor family; it’s a relationship that is hard to describe. 12. one idol vented, “it’s upsetting that idols are given secondhand treatment despite being young for the years of experience they have.” have you ever had these thoughts? of course. but i do get why people think that way. it’s because they must have seen them working as idols for a long time. if that’s the case, then they (idols) should switch it up; towards something different, something that’s enjoyable to the public. on that note, rain and lee hyori seniors are quite cool and amazing. while continuing to dance and sing, they’ve chosen to keep up with the times as well. 13. it seems like key possesses the perspective of a content creator rather than an artist.  i think the duties of an artist seem to be gradually increasing. youtube has become as popular as the television these days. that’s why i believe one should be able to adapt. 14. is there an unexpected side to you that people don’t know of? i have a simple side to myself, but people don’t seem to know about it. haha. i mentioned this to my military juniors as well that i prefer receiving a letter over presents. i feel like people are burdened by the idea that it’s a must to buy me something nice. of course, since they only see me on sns or tv, they might feel that way, but i’m truly a simple person. 15. what is key’s definition of a break? it’s thinking no thoughts. when i’m having fun or sleeping, i don’t think about work. that moment itself becomes my break. in our line of work, i believe we can change the quality depending on how much we involve ourselves in the process. and so, obviously, you end up with a lot to think about. when i watch a movie, i end up projecting myself onto the character; when i listen to music, i wonder about the song. back in the day, i couldn’t watch audition survival programs at all. because my hands and feet would tremble. this happened so naturally. that’s why i don’t have a tv at home. i only watch what i want to watch separately. 16. when do you feel that you’re a pretty decent person? (there has been) many a time when i like myself but the word decent is making me quite worried. haha. honestly, i’ve had a group of friends for 10 years now. they come running whenever i call them, even if people curse me out i feel nothing when these friends are around. going by the friends i have then, i’m not that terrible of a person, am i? i actually feel the sorriest towards the people who work with me. i can’t help but say things they’d dislike since it’s necessary for work. but seeing how i’m concerned over this itself makes me a pretty decent person, doesn’t it? haha. 17. as i listen to you talk, you seem very simple-minded but also a deeply complex person. being simple-minded is the easiest thing yet the hardest. you have to give up on a lot but can’t because it’s hard and scary. i came to this realisation naturally without any wake up call.  18. do you feel burdened by the fact that your future as shinee key depends on the choices you make now? no. it’s been a long time since i set goals for myself. i believe i will continue to find more work if i do the things i’m assigned without disappointing others. when i was young, i never once thought i’d become the key i am today. it’s just that now there are more people who favourably view my choices than before, so i expect it’ll be the same in the future. 19. only a confident person would be able to say that. i’m easily frightened but i don’t dread. i worry thinking ‘is this right?’ but when it comes down to making a decision i do it conclusively. people who dread a lot don’t take risks, but those with fears don’t run away.

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[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: Birthday Cake {One Shot}***

Chris Evans X Reader

Warning: Cursing, SMUTTTT, NSFW, Birthday Shenanigans, SMUUUUUUT

Words: 5.4k

Summary: It’s Chris’s birthday. Summary done.

Note: Don’t read this at work, around family, in a crowd/group, or around anyone you don’t want knowing you NASTY. Happy Birthday Chris!

***NOT Edited/Proofread AT ALL***

***Interactive***

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“We all wish you nothing but happiness, success and joy my sweet boy,” Lisa shouted as she held her champagne glass into the air along with the other thirty bodies that were invited to this yacht party that was put together in Chris’s honor.

 “We are all so proud of the man you’ve become, and we know the man you will be next year will be one we’re even more proud of,” Carly added.

 “We love you Chris,” Shanna voiced with a wide smile on her face.

 Everyone went around the long table giving their warmest and most sincere birthday wishes. As they spoke you could see how much he was loved. Not only had these people made it to Boston for this but they’d given up their entire day to sail around the harbor to spend the day with him. every wish that was said you looked back at Chris’s face to see he looked genuinely happy and closer and closer to the brink of tears.

 “Chris, I couldn’t have asked for a better big brother. I can count on you through everything, thank you. you’re one of the best men I know and I’m grateful to know you. Happy Birthday man, and just so we’re clear, this is thirty-nine. One more to go,” Scott said. Everyone busted out laughing, everyone but Chris. He just nodded while trying to hold back his amusement.

 Because of where you sat around the table you were the last to give your wish. All eyes fell to you including Chris’s.

 “Chris, I’m not going to point out how old you are like some people because honestly you don’t look a day over twenty-one. I’m not going to tease you mercilessly as there other thirty plus people have. I’m only going to blow your head up and inflate that actor’s ego. The one thing that everyone got right is that you are an incredible man. Your kindness to everyone you meet and your compassion for every living thing is what makes your heart a truly golden one. We would all bury a body for you any day of the week and we’re all relieved you haven’t cashed in on it. we wish you nothing but happiness because it is the least of what you deserve. Happy birthday, just know chicks dig a little grey.”

 Again, everyone laughed around you. They were so distracted with laughing that they didn’t see Chris quickly swipe at his cheek no doubt wiping away a stray tear. You caught it though. As your eyes met he nodded and mouthed his thanks.

Everyone mingled around the chartered yacht and enjoyed their mimosas, champagne, and lush food options. As Chris made his rounds around thanking his guests you found a spot to lounge in the warm sun. You couldn’t imagine this was how he imagined ringing in thirty-nine. This was a perfect outing for you and your friends. all that was missing was mani, pedis and some strippers. You made a mental note to bring it up to your friends later to plant the seed for your birthday. You knew this was just the beginning and what was in store for him once the sun went down.

 “There you are.”

 Chris’s smile was wide as he sat at the end of the lounge chair. “If it isn’t the birthday boy. Are you enjoying yourself?”

 “Yeah. This is really nice. Relaxing,” Chris answered. You snorted and finished your glass of champagne.

 “Not what you expected?”

 “No, this is fine. I’m old, Y/N. I’m okay with relaxation.” You smiled.

 “You’re not old Chris. There are men in their fifties still having the times of their lives.”

 He sighed and looked out to the water. “Eh, I’m different. I’m not interested in the same things as I once was. I used to crave the next party, the next thrill, the next woman, but now--.”

 “What? You don’t like women anymore?”

 He laughed and shook his head. “No, just—not the same women I did.”

 “We call that growth Christopher. If year after year you were the same man I’d be worried. I’m glad you’re changing. Just know I loved the man you were just as much as I love the man you are now.”

 Chris stared at you, but he didn’t speak. You didn’t know what he was looking for or thinking but he looked as if he were looking right through you. “Thanks for coming out for this,” he said just a little above a whisper.

 “Shut up, where else was I supposed to be on the thirteenth of June?” You rolled your eyes in an exaggerated fashion that made Chris laugh.

 The rest of the afternoon was mellow and uneventful. The laughs kept coming as did the champagne but there was no drama. It was actually a really nice boat around the Cod. When everyone made it back to land and said their goodbyes it was close to six. You made it home to get your primping on, so you’d make it to dinner on time. You were usually always late; it was unfortunately something Chis and the others teased you about often.

 You couldn’t decide what to wear and that was where the bulk of your time was spent. You went between a blue dress and a white pantsuit. They both were cute and they both made different parts of your body pop. The only reason why you chose the blue dress was because you had the perfect shoes that you’d been dying to wear. Once you were happy with your look for the night you hurried out cursing at the fact that you were going to be late.

 “Why is she always late?” You could hear everyone’s snicker as you hurried inside.

 “I’m late, I know, I’m sorry.”

 “It’s okay, you’re not that late, Chris said as he stood to kiss your cheek. You went around the table and greeted everyone before you sat beside the open seat besides Chris.

 “What did I miss?”

 Everyone talked over each other to fill you in on what you’d missed. From what you heard it was a lot of gossip and jokes that you didn’t really care about. Nodding you tried to follow along and keep up with everything they said. When the waiter arrived each of you listed off your orders and broke off into small conversations.

 “Always late,” Chris began with a shake of his head. “Some things never change. How long’s it been?”

 “Jeez who counts that high? Plus, stop trying to reveal my age.”

Chris snorted and nodded. “Either way, you look beautiful.” Your eyes locked and lingered before a loud commotion had both of you looking away. Chris was gorgeous everyone knew that but that wasn’t what your friendship was. You’d be there for him in any way he needed, the same way he’d been there for you and would always be there for you. Thanks to a hearty meal and an abundance of wine you were feeling extra good and so ready to have a good time.

“Surprise!”

 Chris snorted and shook his head. You could tell he had no idea that this was planned.

 “Wow, you guys got me.”

 “Of course, we did old man. You probably wanted to go home and watch ESPN for the rest of the night,” Valarie teased. He rolled his eyes in the obnoxious way he always did.

 You smiled and looked around the club. It looked like the perfect bachelor’s birthday party down to the half-naked dancers locked in cages and the girls laying on tables offering body shots. You knew this was a jab at Chris’ playboy days and you wondered who would rope him into doing a body shot.

 The music kicked back on and everyone went nuts. Bodies collided and rubbed against each other in the way that inebriated bodies did when they had no worries and plenty of alcohol. You danced with your friends in a circle getting in right mind frame to have a good time. It wasn’t your birthday, but you were going to party like it was.

 After am hour you had yet to find a seat and had lost track of how many people you’d danced with. Chris was right there with you. you refused to let him sit and act like an old man, you wanted to make sure he had a good time. Valarie and Scott plied him with liquor, and you kept his legs moving. It was the perfect tag team.

 “Shots, shots, shots, shots!”

 The chant got louder and louder until one of Chris’s boys began leading him to one of the girls on the table who had a very eager smile on her face. she was ready. Chris tried to back out, but no one would let him. Scott was the one to pour the drink out and get it ready for him. when Chris approached the girl, he leaned in and said something that no one else heard. She looked enamored when he did.

 “He asked for my consent,” she wailed. Everyone cheered around him. you could tell he was feeling really embarrassed about it.

 “Everyone loves a man who’s all about consent!” Your shout came over everyone else’s. Chris nodded his head to you silently thanking you for having his back. When he knew he couldn’t stall any longer he bent and licked the girl’s thigh and took the shot glass out of her cleavage. You knew this was not exactly a traditional body shot but you also knew the chances of getting Chris to suck alcohol out of someone’s belly button he didn’t know were slim. everyone cheered and egged him on for more. Chris obliged and before you knew it things got wild.

 The lights got dimmer, the music louder, the bodies sweatier, the dancing dirtier and the atmosphere even more hedonistic. You didn’t know what it was that when some celebs got together inhibitions went out the window. You saw some of your favorite celebs just going for it on the dancefloor and it all made your inner watcher go into hyperdrive.

 The club was so hot. You didn’t know if it was because there were so many people here or because it was June. Maybe it was even because you’d been dancing your ass off for the last hour nonstop and had gone through more drinks than you could count. The pounding of the beat through the club speakers shook the walls and the ground but no one seemed to care. All anyone seemed to care about was who they were dancing with, what drink was next and who they were going to leave with. You saw Chris was the corner of your eye. He was sitting with a beer watching and laughing. You plopped down on his vacant lap and whispered to him.

 “Having fun birthday boy?”

 Chris nodded and leaned to your ear to respond. “Of course, how could I not? I’ve got the best girl right here.”

 You snorted and shook your head. He could never get out of sweet talker mode. “Yeah, best girl.”

 “I can barely sit up, I’m ready to go,” Chris said. Everyone protested and tried to convince him to stay but it was no use. He easily stood even with you on his lap, but he held on tightly to you ensuring that you wouldn’t fall.

 “I can get you home if you’d like,” Chris offered. You nodded then said your goodbyes.

 The car ride to your apartment was not a long one, you didn’t live far from the club. The entire ride the two of you joked and laughed about everything that had happened in the club. You told him about all his horny celeb friends and teased him that if he didn’t watch his ass he’d turn into one too. He loved that and laughed his ass off because of it. by the time the car pulled up to your apartment you were ready to get some sleep. As you walked up the steps you could feel Chris’s eyes on you, so you turned back.

 “Chris.”

 “Y/N.”

 “You should find a way to enjoy the rest of your night. It is your birthday after all,” you said.

 “Who said I didn’t enjoy my night already?”

 “There’s enjoy and en-joooy,” you said stretching out the second time you said the word. Chris smirked.

 “Any ideas how I should en-joooy the rest of my night?” You walked back to the car and leaned into the open window to his ear.

 “You’ve worked so hard this year, been so good. You deserve some birthday sex,” you whispered.

 Chris scoffed and took a deep breath before he leaned back and peered into your eyes. “And just how do I accomplish that? I’m a single man.”

 “Yeah, but you’re also Chris Evans. Use that shit. Night.” You smiled then winked and walked off inside.

 After a shower and a little more wine your got inside your head and through about Chris and what he’d said. You knew for a fact that he wouldn’t go hooking up with anyone. The point where he was in his life right now, he was a lot different than his younger days. Half of you was happy to see his growth but you took notice of how different he was. He kept to himself more and more and was choosy over who he spent his time with. You felt the air of loneliness around him, but you never brought it up. he was probably sitting at home on his damn couch with Dodger next to him doing absolutely nothing. Making your decision you got to your feet and got moving.

 When you rang his bell, it was nearing two in the morning. You hoped he hadn’t fallen asleep yet. After two rings and no answer you were sure he had and was ready to turn and leave when he opened it. he wore a t-shirt that was two sizes too small and showcased just how amazing his biceps really were.

 “Y/N? what’re—what’re you doing here?”

 “It’s your birthday dumbass,” you said before walking past him inside his house. You made your way to the living room to put down the box you held.

 “It’s actually not anymore. Plus, we just saw each other. I’ve celebrated.”

 “Yeah you did, kind of but it hit me when I was getting out the shower you left the club before anyone could serenade you and present you with your cake.”

 Chris snorted and shook his head. “Y/N, I don’t care about cake.”

 “Of course, you do, it’s your favorite. Come look.” You turned and opened the cake box to show him the ice-cream cake inside. It wasn’t the one from the club but this was the best that could be found at two in the morning.

 “It even says Happy Birthday on it.”

 Chris smiled and it got wider and wider before he was full on grinning.

 “It looks great.”

 “See. Now you wait.” You opened the bag and pulled out the packs of candles and plopped them into the cake. You’d come prepared. After a few minutes you had them lit and glowing in living room. When you looked at Chris his smile was wider.

 “See. Okay,” you began before you ushered him to a spot on the couch then cleared your throat and tapped into your inner fifties pin up girl.

 “Happy birthday—to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to—you. How old are you now?” You turned your ear to him waiting for him to say his age. Chris rolled his eyes and sighed out.

 “Thirty-nine.”

 “How old are you now?”

 “Thirty-nine,” Chris aid a little louder as you motioned for him to speak up.

 “How old, how old, how old are you now?”

 “Thirty-nine!” His shout bounced off the walls sending you into a flurry of laughter.

 Clearing your throat again you tried to get back into character to finish your song.

 “Happy birthday sweet Christopher, happy birthday to you and many moooooore!” You did a mini belly dance at the end which sent Chris into applause. You bowed and ate up the faux admiration.

 “Come blow out your candles.” Chris stood again and walked over to the cake. He stared at it contemplatively for a few moments before he took a deep breath and blew them out. you were shocked when he got it on the first try.

 “Yaay. Happy birthday Chris.”

 “Thank you. you didn’t have to do this. It was too much,” he protested.

 “No such thing for my best guy.” He smiled. You dug into the bag and held out a fork to him. When he took it he took the cake and dropped onto the couch and began devouring the sweet treat. Wasting no time you sat beside him and ate with him. there was no need for words, the most important thing was the cake.

 When it was gone you both still sat there slouched back on the couch in a sugar coma.

 “So how’d the en-joooy your birthday go?”

“Total bust,” Chris responded.

 “Did you even try?”

 “Nope.”

 You sat in silence again for a few minutes before you sat up. “I can help you with that.”

 “Help me with what?”

 “Enjoying your birthday,” you responded. Chris looked at you with a quizzical look on his face.

 “You already did. This was great.”

 “Yeah cake is great and all but it’s not sex.”

 Chris’s eyes bugged out as his jaw dropped. He just gaped at you as if you had three heads.

 “I’m sorry I must be in a deeper state of sugar coma. What?”

 “I can help you,” you repeated as you stood before him. He still gaped at you. when he didn’t speak for a while you brought your hands to the knee length trench you wore and began unbuttoning it. Chris’s eyes dropped to your heads and that was when you saw the panic on his face.

 “Woah, woah. What’re you doing?”

 “What does it look like? You made it to the second to last button before he lurched forward to grab your hands stopping you.

 “I—I—I---I don’t know what--. You don’t—you shouldn’t,” Chris stuttered. It was adorable. He looked like he’d never seen a woman standing before him about to strip. You shook his hands off and finished undoing the material before you spread it and planted your hands on your bare hips.

 “Hoooly—shit.” His eyes raked over your body before he dropped back again to his slouched position. Slowly his eyes drank in your figure in its red lace ensemble. First he looked shocked, then impressed, before that turned to turned on. Now he looked in pain.

 “Y/N. We’re friends.”

 “I know. I’m not suggesting ending our friendship.”

 “Then what are you suggesting?”

 You slipped the trench off and allowed it to fall to the floor before you took two steps to him to stand between his legs.  “I’m suggesting that for tonight we do what man and woman were meant to do from the beginning of time.”

 Still, he didn’t budge. He still looked at you as if you’d lost your shit. “It’s your birthday. You deserve it.”

 Chris didn’t speak or move, so you bent and took his hand to put it on your hip. Once you put it there he trailed it down the side of your thigh slowly feeling your skin before he brought it back to your hip. Once there he squeezed. As you were going to make a move he dropped his hand.

 “We can’t.”

 “Are you saying you’re not attracted to me?”

 “What! No. of course not. You know you’re beautiful and too fucking sexy. That’s not the problem here.

 You climbed on his lap and straddled him. “We don’t have a problem then.”

 Your faces were so close together all he had to do was lean in half an inch and take what you were offering. Chris took a deep breath then crushed his lips to yours pulling you into a searing kiss. Both your moans echoed in the quiet room as you frantically kissed. There was no going slow. Chris wrapped his arms around you and busied his hands with feeling every inch of your skin. You loved the feel of his hands on you. it didn’t matter that before tonight he’d never touched you like this before. it felt as if it was a natural thing.

 Chris pulled away from you and stared into your eyes. “Are you sure?”

 “Hell yeah.” He smiled then kissed you again and held you to his body.

 Before you even knew what happened you felt the fabric of your bra slip from you. you hadn’t even realized he’d expertly unhooked it with one hand. As soon as the bra fell between your bodies Chris’s hands cupped your breasts and massaged them making you slightly arch back. Chris’s lips dipped to your breast and took your nipple into his mouth. He rolled it between his teeth and softly nibbled before he applied pressure and sucked.

 “Mmm, god!”

 You peeled his shirt off his back in a hurry to feel his skin as well. Chris mirrored the same action and sucked your other nipple into his mouth and used the left-over saliva to roll your hardened bud between his fingers. When you felt his teeth clamp down on your skin more forcefully you groaned loudly and bucked across his hardening length.

 “Fuck,” Chris grunted.

 Before he got carried away you pulled away and slipped off of his lap to sit between his legs. His mouth was half open as he watched you. He didn’t look as if he was breathing. You pulled at the waistband of his sweatpants all the while never breaking eye contact. Chris arched up giving you more freedom to pull the garment off. When you saw his cock bob out from behind the fabric you bit your bottom lip. quickly you peeled it off and tossed it behind you. When you gripped him, he groaned and arched his head back onto the couch.

 “Shit.”

 “Mmm, how long has it been?”

 “Since what?”

 “You know since what,” you said as you slowly stroked him. as he sucked his bottom lip he watched your hand instead of answering you. When you stopped he looked back to you.

 “About six months.”

 “Poor baby. Don’t worry--,” you began before you rose to your knees and placed a sloppy kiss to the head of his dick. Once your lips touched him he groaned louder.

 “Fuck.”

 “I’ll take care of you.” once you said it you licked along his shaft on the underside then swirled your tongue around his tip. Chris sucked in a breath then licked his lips. As you lowered your mouth on him bringing him inch by inch deeper into your mouth every move you made he whimpered louder and louder. When he was snugly fit into your throat you moaned knowing the vibration would send him over the edge.

 “Fuck!” Chris gripped your head on both sides and rose his hips to gyrate his cock around the confines of your throat. When he pulled your head off hic cock a long stretchy line of slobber stretched between you. you took the time to take a deep breath but saw his intention. Chris thrusted forward sending his cock back inside your mouth to your throat only to pull back again and do it four more times.

 On the fourth plunge you gipped his shaft with both hands and worked your hands as you took control of his pleasure.

 “Aaah!” Chris’s hands dropped to his sides as you sucked his cock. You didn’t care about the slobber rolling down your chin, you wanted him to feel good.

 “Fuck yeah. Fuck your mouth feels good.” You moaned your encouragement never allowing your hands and lips to part. When his moans turned to breathless pants you knew he was close.

 Suddenly Chris pulled your head off of him again and you were on your back on the coffee table behind you.

 “Jesus, you almost made me fucking come.”

 “I told you I’d take care of you.” He looked enflamed and his smile said he was thinking about payback. He kissed you again and locked your tongue in a sensual dance that sent you over the edge. you wanted to feel him, and you didn’t want to wait. When he tore his lips from yours he kissed down your body until he got to your flimsy underwear. instead of pulling them off Chris balled them and ripped them right off of you. He offered no apologizes, instead, he spread your legs and buried his face between your legs.

 Upon impact his intention was clear, he wanted to make you lose your mind. The deliberate flicks of his tongue were done so expertly that it felt like he knew just wat you needed to get off. In no time you were a moaning, and panting mess. When you felt him delve his tongue inside your heat that was when you rode his face. Chris held your ass in the air and fucked you with his tongue. You knew if his cock was anything like his tongue then you would be ruined for anyone else after him.

 Your orgasm whipped through you unexpectedly and it was the most powerful one you’d had in months. You tried to pry his lips from you, but he kept you there still not satiated.

 “Aaah, Chris. Fuuuuuck!” Again, you came on his tongue, his response was to slurp every drop from you. your scream was loud, and you didn’t give a shit who heard you.

 When he pulled his lips from you his beard was soaked and the fire in his eyes was more blazed than before Chris spread your thighs again and groaned when he realized just how flexible you were.

 “Don’t move,” Chris grunted out.

 “Hurry up.” You buried your fingers inside of you hoping that they’d be a good place filler. Instead of going Chris stayed there watching you fuck yourself getting lost in the sight. He bent again to your pussy and began licking your clit sending you into another orgasm, one of teamwork.

 “Shit, shit, Chris, Chris, fuuuuuck!” Again, he slurped at your sex and drank every drop you gave him.

 He pulled away and hurried out of the room. As soon as he was gone you heard rustling and cursing. Then you heard several things breaking before he was scurrying back to you. Chris dropped to his knees while slipping on the condom. When he lined himself up with your opening he locked eyes with you That before he slowly slid inside your heated core.

 Every inch he fed you felt like the best reward in the world, but it also felt the worst punishment. The sensations were competing and all consuming. Pleasure and pain were one in the same and Chris was showing you that. He grunted clearing struggling to go slow. Before he was half in you’d come again, this time squirting right on him.

 “Fuck!” That was the only thing he said before he snapped his hips forward burying himself to the hilt. Both of you grunted loudly overcome with the pleasure you both felt. Several moments passed before Chris moved again. when he did you were so wet his glide sent him over the edge.

 “Fuck you’re so wet, Y/N”

 “Fuck me. Oh my god, yes!”

 Chris’s strokes were not slow, they were not soft, they were not the strokes of a man who didn’t know what the fuck he was doing. They were the strokes of a man overcome with desire and ready to get lost in all of it. The way he fucked you had you screaming his name as loud as humanly possible. You didn’t expect this. You expected him to know what the fuck he was doing but you didn’t expect for him to be this good.

 After barley five minutes you’d come again. the condom was now slipping threatening to slide off inside of you. Chris’s frustration with fixing it was evident.

 “Fuck it. take it off.”

 “What?”

 “Take it off. I want to feel you.”

 Chris wasted no time. He pulled off the condom and slammed back inside of you. Everyone always said condom sex and raw sex felt the same, but they were fucking lying. The way he felt sliding in and out of you was hedonistically good. You could see yourself getting addicted to this feeling. The look on Chris’s face said the same. his mouth hung open and his eyebrows were knitted. He gripped your hips and held you still then rotated his hips sending his cock rotating inside of you hitting every wall.

 “Shit! Yes!”

 The encouragement had him slamming inside of you with no organization, no plan, just one intent, release. Chris grunted loudly then grabbed one of your breasts. Your body bucked against his meeting him thrust for thrust giving just as good as you got. Chris’s moans could not be controlled, and neither could his hips.

 “Fuck you’re gonna make me come,” Chris warned.

 “Come for me!”

 “You want me to come?”

 “Yes, come for me. Fuuuck, right there, right there. Yes!”

 Chris’s shouts blended with yours and it was such a beautiful sound. Feeling the force of your coming orgasm you arched back. Chris pulled your sweat slickened body half off the table and held you suspended in the air. The new angle was what you needed. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your nails sunk into Chris’ hand on your hip. You came with the force of all the horsemen of the apocalypse. Your body shook as you clenched around him pulling him down the rabbit hole with you. Chris whimpered then thrust once, twice, and a third before he nudged your g-spot giving you your final orgasm.

 When he dropped on your body you were both out of breath and close to death. Chris dropped back to the floor taking you with him. you remained connected with your body draped over his. Neither of you could move, or speak. You could barely think coherently. You didn’t know how much time passed this way, it could have been minutes or hours. He could have been speaking but you didn’t hear shit, you were drifting off in outer space.

 “I’m—I’m sorry.”

 You rose your head and looked down to Chris. “What?”

 “I’m sorry. I tried to pull out, I literally couldn’t.” You snorted then laughed resting your forehead on his collar.

“That’s what you’re thinking about now?”

 “Yeah, I should have pulled out,” Chris continued.

 “Okay Chris, don’t worry I’m on birth control,” you assured.

 Silence returned between you for a few seconds.

 “What? I don’t care about an unplanned pregnancy. You didn’t say it was okay, I don’t want to violate you.”

 You looked at him again and slowly smiled. “So you don’t care if I get pregnant?”

 “I’m damn near forty. I could do a lot worse in that department.” You snorted and shook your head before you laid back on him to listen to his still racing heart.

 “Was that as good for you as it was for me?”

 It was Chris’s turn to laugh. “Yes. That was—incredible. You’re incredible.”

 You smiled and snuggled closer. “So, did you en-joooy your birthday?”

 “Yes, I did en-joooy my birthday but if we imagined we were on the West coast then it would still be my birthday. I think I have enough left in me to en-joooy it some more.”

 Your jaw dropped as you looked at him. “Chris Evans.”

 His smile was cheeky and you were not an idiot to say no.

 “On one condition, get me to a bed please. I can’t be fucked like that again on a table. Ouch.”

 Chris laughed loudly as he got to his feet holding you to him before he walked toward his bedroom.

 “Good thing I didn’t plan on fucking you like that again.”

 “Whaaat?” Your eyes were wide.

 “Don’t look so surprised, I’m more than a one trick pony. I have more tricks up my sleeve.”

 He kicked the door shut and dropped you onto his bed with a completely devious expression on his face.

 “Happy birthday—to you,” you began singing again before he jumped on you making your playfully scream. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS EVANS!!!

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A Story of Us (30/30) - End

Endgame - (For the rest of the story, check ao3 or ff.net)

Beca was walked into her house with a skip in her step. "Chlo," Beca called out, wondering if her girlfriend was already ready. They have plans for that night with the Bellas who were all in Atlanta for a special occasion – Stacie and Aubrey's engagement. It took an entire year since Aubrey's "wife incident" but it couldn't be helped. The two wanted to focus on getting settled, moving to a good neighborhood, and all of that. When they finally felt ready, however, Lilly's FBI agent boyfriend proposed. They got married only a month ago. Stacie and Aubrey thought of waiting, not really feeling the rush, and had just recently decided to make it official.

"Chlo, you ready?" Beca called again, but Chloe did not respond. Instead, she got greeted by their Tamaskan dog named Wolfram. Beca toppled over as she tried to get him off her, grabbing his collar, with the dog tag fashioned as the periodic symbol for Tungsten – a gift from Stacie – and laughed as he seemed to be excited to see her again. Beca's been getting home later than expected the past couple of days, being extremely busy with the launch of the debut album of a new talent she and Emily discovered and worked with.

"Chloe," Beca repeated, making her way through her house. Chloe moved in with her about six months ago, around the same time as people finally started talking about them in magazines and gossip sites. Beca never made any official announcement or anything of that sort, she didn't want to draw attention on her private life after all. She wanted to keep things private. But she had been more vocal about pride, and after her tour, she's been stepping out with Chloe more and more, getting caught being affectionate with each other. They made the decision to live together instantly, Beca stressing for Chloe's own security in the worst case scenarios.

Besides, the decision was also an easy one to make even without considering security. They've been practically living together anyways. A month later they got Wolfram, and the magazines started talking about them being "gal pals" – something that the Bellas truly got a kick out of.

Beca gave Wolfram a treat or two before heading upstairs. She stopped briefly in front of one of the photographs on the wall in their loft area in the second floor, the one of the Bellas during their private after party after winning the special edition of the World's. Beca smiled. She can't believe it's been a year already.

A year of truly living her dreams to the fullest, of exploring a new chapter of her career while starting a new one, and a year of being with the woman she loved.

The rest of the Bellas have been busy too. Cynthia Rose got a job at a big airline company, and she's been piloting international flights. Flo's business really took off, having many endorsement deals with a few celebs, and has also expanded globally. Jessica and Ashley both kept it simple and low, focusing on using their share for the World's to help pay off some of their family members' medical bills and build a substantial savings account. Jessica got a job in Savannah, so they both moved and were at least closer now to the rest of the girls. Amy decided to move back to Atlanta for her "home-base" with Bumper, although she was still mostly just jetting off here, there, and everywhere. Emily was hard at work as a songwriter, working with some of Residual Heat's talents. Chloe, in the meantime, was contemplating on opening her own vet clinic somewhere closer to their neighborhood. With her schedule not always matching with Beca's, she figured a closer commute would be for the best. On top of Rob suggesting Beca get a bodyguard to watch her close too, especially with the growing interest on the actual state of their relationship from all the more die-hard fans.

Beca herself had been successful so far. Busy, but the hard work was paying off. She and Chloe had been learning to navigate their sometimes conflicting schedules, and figure out a way to find balance in their lives. It didn't take long, and perhaps it was the fact that they knew each other so well by then, that they found what works for them. The real key was communication, and without dancing around each other's feelings anymore, there weren't any real road blocks and that.

Her thoughts were disrupted by a flood of messages from Amy. Apparently, almost everyone was already in the restaurant. Only Lilly and her husband, Cynthia Rose and her wife, and Chloe and Beca were missing. Amy was complaining about how Stacie was shooting one too many heart eyes at Aubrey and vice versa, and she really wished Chloe was already there distracting Aubrey with wedding ideas.

Beca chuckled and shook her head. She checked the time on her phone as she stepped into their bedroom. Beca glanced at the small hallway that led into the walk-in closet and the bathroom and saw the bathroom door opened. She heard Chloe humming with the shower still running. Beca set her phone down near her bedside table and felt for the tiny box in her jacket pocket. She was worried when Theo came with her to pick it up at the jeweler, the ring she had wanted to be designed for Chloe finally be ready. Beca had wanted to ask Chloe a question of her own during the anniversary of their first official – and uninterrupted – date in three days, but with Aubrey and Stacie's news, she figured she could hold back for a while and hide the contents of the little box for a while. This was her perfect chance to do so.

Beca hid the box underneath her a pile of her socks in her sock drawer, her ears glued to the sound of the running water and Chloe's humming. After successfully hiding the ring, Beca thought of giving Amy a call to tell them they were going to be a few minutes late. But before she could do just that, something caught Beca's attention.

Chloe started singing.

And she was singing "Titanium."

A smirk formed on Beca's lips, a thought having occurred to her after briefly remembering the whole shower incident that started it all.

In the end, she did shoot Amy a message, telling her they were going to be later than they thought because Beca unexpectedly got busy. Satisfied with having duped Amy for a believable excuse, Beca made her way towards the direction of the bathroom, being careful to make as little sound as possible as she could to surprise Chloe.

With her excuse, she figured, they've got some time. Besides, Beca knew that if Stacie – or Aubrey for that matter – would find out the real reason they were going to be late, they would understand.

For now, it was time to turn the tables around. Funny how they've come full circle.

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Who Would’ve Thought

Pairing: Jasmine x Reader

Request: “A jcj fic where the reader is Daveed or Oak’s “cousin”, and they try to hook you up with her because they know she’s your celeb crush? The reader would be fem btw” @kmsmedine

Word Count: 1.2k

“Daveed, why do I have to do this?” I asked. Daveed was a family friend and though we weren’t blood-related, I considered him like a cousin or brother. I had known him since I was like ten years old, so that meant he knew everything about me. That meant, he knew that I hated surprises. Yet tonight, I found myself getting ready for a blind date that he had set up for me.

“Because you’ve been single for too long and you’re starting to get cranky” Daveed said. “I am totally not cranky, but why can’t you tell me who I’m meeting?” I asked him. “Because it’s a surprise, but you’ll love her. I promise” he said.

I stood up from my vanity, “How do I look?” I asked him. “You look great, now go get your stuff. We’re going to be late” Daveed said, rushing me. “You know, you’re lucky that I love you and I trust you, or I would not go along with this crazy scheme of yours” I told him as we walked to the car.

After of a fifteen minute car ride of me begging Daveed to tell me who the mystery woman was and him telling me no every time, we finally arrived at the restaurant.

Daveed led me inside and we walked over to a booth. There was a girl that was sitting there with her back to us. She had brown, curly hair. We sat down and I realized that I knew exactly who she was. It was Jasmine.

I had seen Hamilton once, but I didn’t meet the rest of the cast. So I found all their Instagrams after the show because I was blown away. Then, I had raved to Daveed for hours on the phone about how stunning Jasmine was. Daveed was very aware of my not-so-subtle crush.

I knew that I had to not let my crush come across, or she would think I was creepy. “Wait...Jasmine, right?” I asked her, pretending like I was unsure. “Yeah, how’d you know?” She asked me, laughing. “I saw Hamilton once, I knew you looked familiar” I said, smiling. “Jasmine, this is Y/N. She’s practically my sister. Y/N, this is Jasmine, one of my best friends” Daveed said, introducing us.

“It’s really nice to meet you” she said, smiling. “Yeah you too! Now Daveed, I think it’s time for you to leave” I said, shooing him away. “Have fun you guys” he said, smirking at us as he left.

“So Y/N, what do you do?” She asked me. “I’m a freelance photographer. So I do all kinds of photo shoots, from weddings to baby pictures” I explained. “So, not to be too forward, but what you’re saying is, if you we were to work out and maybe get married, you would know the right people to take our wedding photos” she flirted.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying” I said, smiling at her. She reached her hand across the table and interlaced it with mine. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re really pretty?” I asked her. “Maybe a few, but it means more coming from you” she said, coyly. “You’re quite a flirt, aren’t you?” I asked her, giggling.

“Only when I like what I see” she said, smiling. “Let’s get out of here, this restaurant is stuffy. Let’s take a walk or get ice cream or something” I suggested. “I love me a spontaneous woman” Jasmine said, as we stood up and left the restaurant.

She interlaced her hand with mine and we walked down the street. “If we’re being completely honest, I may have known who you were when I sat down. I saw Hamilton and I may have developed a slight little crush” I told her, honestly.

“So that explains the blushing when you sat down” she said, giggling to herself. “Ooo wait, this is the best ice cream shop in all of New York! We have to get some” I told her, pulling her towards the ice cream shop.

We ordered our ice cream and Jasmine paid before I could get to it. We were walking down the street, eating our ice cream. I looked over and saw that Jasmine had some ice cream on her nose.

I giggled to myself. “What?” She asked, cluelessly. “You have it on your nose” I said giggling. “Wait really? Where?” She asked, her cheeks turning red. I stepped closer to her and wiped it off her nose with my napkin.

Then I realized how close we were. Our faces were only inches apart. Being around Jasmine made me feel confident, so I cupped her face with one hand and connected our lips.

She kissed me back instantly, her lips tasted like her minty ice cream. She used her free hand and ran it through my hair as we kissed. I felt her tug on my bottom lip with her teeth. Then, she slipped her arm around my waist and pulled me closer to her. We were pressed up against each other and then we pulled away to breathe.

“Wow” I said, under my breath. “Wow is right. As far as first kisses go, that was pretty spectacular” she said, smiling at me. “So do you see a second date in our future?” I asked her, as we continued to walk down the street. “Yeah and a third and a fourth” she said, smiling at me. “Well that is great news” I said.

Jasmine was so easy to be around, we had only just met, but I felt like I’d known her forever. I felt very calm and at peace when I was with her.

“Who would’ve thought” Jasmine said, under her breath. “What?” I asked, confused. “Who would've thought that Daveed would be a good matchmaker” she said, laughing. “Right? I was totally dreading tonight, I thought he would set me up with some crazy girl and I wanted tonight be over as quick as possible. But now, I don’t want tonight to end” I said, cheekily.

“Well who says tonight has to end?” Jasmine proposing. “Well what are you suggesting?” I asked, curiously. “How about we go back to my place? No expectations for anything, by the way. Just to hang out, although maybe a little kissing” she said, smirking.

“I am totally down” I said, smirking back at her. We talked all the way to her apartment. We walked into her apartment and I was instantly drawn to a big open window in her living room.

“Woah look at the view from up here” I said, in awe. “There’s a much prettier view in front of me” Jasmine said, pulling me toward her for a kiss.

That night was fun to say the least. We watched funny television shows. Which lead to us trying to catch popcorn in our mouths while the other person threw it. We turned on some music and had a dance party in the kitchen, while making cookies. Then we had ended up, collapsing on Jasmine’s bed. Exhausted from all the cookies we had eaten. Then we ended up cuddling and falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Needless to say, I would have to remember to thank Daveed for setting me and Jasmine up.

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Chapter 2: The MET Gala

Chapter 2: The Met Gala 

The night before the MET Gala Calvin was supposed to arrive tom after his  3 month tour and she couldn’t be more excited

“honey im here” shouted Calvin from downstairs

Taylor quickly applied her lipstick and looked in the mirror as she just wore a black lace bra and panties. She decided to slip on a see through shirt and she headed down stairs to greet Calvin. 

Taylor ran to Calvin and embraced him in a longing hug. It felt like forever since they had seen each granted it had been three months. 

“hey babe” taylor said 

“hey I’ve missed you” Calvin said groggily as he yawned 

“hey love I’m going to go to bed early I’m so exhausted after the fourteen hour flight. 

“yea sure babe. The bed is already made and if there is anything you need I’ll be down here”

“hey Calvin do you want me to unpack your things so you don’t have to do it in the morning”

“yea sure thank you so much”

Taylor took his 2 suitcases and started to unzip them when a pair of dark purple panties fell out. They seemed to have fallen out of Calvin’s suit along with an empty condom wrapper. 

Taylor’s heart shattered as she knew that Calvin had cheated in the past but that was in the beginning of their relationship and she had thought they had worked it out and he promised her wouldn’t do it anymore. Taylor started tearing up knowing that their relationship was done. Taylor knew she couldn’t let him keep cheating on me not when I wanted to start a family with him. 

“calvin can you come here” taylor said wearily 

Calvin slowly came down the stair as he had just gotten out of bed

“can you explain this” as she held the panties and condom up 

“you swore you wouldn’t cheat on me anymore and this is what you bring home. The filth of your mistress. I can’t believe you Calvin I really trusted you. And the worse part is she definitely  wasn’t the only woman you fucked on your 3 month tour. We are done. Please get your shit out of here”

“Babe I promise it won’t do it again I was just so desperate for some action after not being with you for months”

Taylor looked like she was going to explode 

“How dare you blame my lack of presence for you cheating. I did not have the urge to cheat while you were gone even though I missed physical contact so much I sucked it up because I knew how import this relationship was to me and how I could never hurt you like that. But it seems it was quite easy for you to throw what we had all to waste. Please get of this house right now”

Calvin turned around and headed up the stairs to gather his things because he knew that the relationship was over and there was no going back. 

Calvin came back down with his stuff packed 

“she was better than you anyway” Calvin said as he left slamming the door. 

Taylor broke down crying knowing she would have to tell her family and the whole world that yet again she could not make a relationship work. 

All of a sudden Taylor heard her phone buzzing. She went to go check who was texting her and it was Joe. She was confused as to why he was texting her cause she hasn’t  spoken to him since the night after she got black out drunk

“hey Taylor I know we haven’t spoken in a while but I was wondering if you were going to the MET. I kinda assumed because you are a high profile celeb and all that fancy stuff. Anyway get back to me when you xo”

“hi Joe I am going hope to see you there :)”

Well that was strange she thought but alas its time to wallow with some well deserved chocolate ice cream. 

-The day of the MET Gala- 

“Hey Tree, is it really necessary that I go to the MET Gala especially with all the Calvin stuff”

The news had not broke yet about Calvin and Taylor ending their relationship but Taylor was still very upset about the breakup and needed time. 

“Taylor everyone already knows that you are going you need to make an appearance at least for an hour”

“ok ill see you then bye”

A few hours passed by and it was already time to get ready. 

Taylor went through her closet and found the silver robot looking dress that she was given to wear. When she slipped it on Taylor realized it wasn’t as pretty as she remember but it has to do because there is nothing else I could wear. She freshened up her red lipstick and called John to pick me up. 

Once Taylor arrived at the MET gala she was bombarded with tons of paparazzi asking “where is calvin” “will he be coming later” Taylor didn’t know what to say so she just shrugged off the questions. Even if we were together Taylor doubted  hhe would want to come anyway he always thinks he is too good for these frivolous events. 

Taylor made my way into the main dining hall where she saw Gigi and Karlie

 “Hey guys how are you”

“we are pretty good” they chimed in while they seemed to be looking in the other direction 

“guyyyss what are you looking at” Taylor trying to follow their gaze 

“remember that guy from the bar back in April look he is here, I may go say hi” Selena said as she started walking towards him 

Taylor had not told her friends that she had kept in brief contact with Joe or that she may have cheated on Calvin with Joe, that was not certain but she was pretty sure she did. Taylor started to walk over behind Karlie and Sel

“hey Joe” Selena drunkly shouted

Joe looked up confused and then look relieved once he spotted Taylor hiding behind Sel and Karlie

“Hey guys I haven’t seen you guys in forever how are you”

The three girls nodded in unison saying they were good 

The group chatted for a few minutes and then Taylor was interrupted by a tall handsome man 

“hey Taylor” a British accent said 

Taylor looked up and noticed it was Tom 

Taylor and Tom had met a few days before the MET Gala and had hit it off. Taylor found him incredibly charming and really handsome. 

“heyy tom, do you want to go sit down over there”

“bye Joe it was nice seeing you again”

Joe saw Taylor walk away with another man which pained him but he knew that to Taylor Joe will always be the man she met in the bar and nothing more. 

Tom snaked him arm around Taylor’s waist which caused Taylor’s stomach to fill with butterflies. As they approached the table Tom pulled out the chair and Taylor graciously sat down. 

“so tom how have you been since we last say each other” 

“great I have been a bit busy with casting for the upcoming marvel movie but other than that it has been great to be in the states”

“hey tom let’s go dance no one else is dancing right now”

Taylor and tom started dancing and soon enough more people joined them on the dance floor 

Joe saw Tom and Taylor dance from the other side of the room and was instantly jealous of the beautiful pair

Taylor looked into Tom’s eyes and then Tom twirled her around and brought her back closer to him almost hugging her then he spun her out again. Taylor was having the time of her life dancing away the thought of Calvin. 

However, Taylor noticed that everyone was looking that and then she realized that the general public still thought she was with Calvin. 

“hey Tom, I’m going to go to the bathroom to freshen up okay?”

“ya that fine meet me back here when you are done” tom said as he winked as her which brought Taylor to a smile. 

Taylor started to rush to the bathroom because she did not want anyone to ask her any questions as to why she was dancing so feverishly with Tom 

Joe saw Taylor running to the bathroom and he thought something was wrong and he followed her 

When Taylor got to the bathroom she locked the door and started to break down crying because with all the events of the last 24 hours she was just done with being the center of everything and she needed a break from everything. All of a sudden to heard a knock at the door 

“hold on I’ll be right out” Taylor shouted 

“hey tay it’s Joe are you are okay?” Joe asks softly 

Taylor rolls her eyes thinking why is following her she just needs to be alone 

“hey Joe do you mind leaving me alone for a bit”

“are you sure you are okay love”

Taylor thought it might not be bad to have some company and she opened the door and let Joe in

“hey Joe” Taylor said while wiping away the tears on her cheek

Joe looked at Taylor sympathetically and brushed his thumb on her cheek hoping to wipe away the tears 

“thank you” taylor said wearily and she held back her tears 

“love whats wrong” 

“I just can’t do it anymore, yesterday I broke up with Calvin because I found out he was cheating and today I’m dancing with Tom hoping to put yesterday behind me but all the memories came flooding back when we were dancing and I just can’t do it anymore Joe” Taylor said while crying into his shoulder

Joe started to rub Taylors back and tell her that everything was going to be okay that she didn’t have to worry

Taylor then realized that she had been in the bathroom for a while and that Tom will probably be worried 

“Joe I’m going to need to leave Tom is probably worried about me” Taylor said as she looked into the mirror wiping away the tears 

Joe let her go and Taylor looked around and mouthed thank you 

Taylor knew in that moment that Joe was going to be a very special person in her life that she could hopefully count on in him in the future 

Taylor and Tom danced the night away and later that night left together and went to Taylor’s home in new york 

Tom and Taylor snuck in through the back entrance 

“Tom stop it” Taylor giggled as tom started kissing the back of Taylor’s neck 

“do you really want me to stop” as tom twirled Taylor so she was facing tom 

Taylor shook her head no and tom leaned in to kiss her 

Soon enough Taylor’s dress was on the floor and she was left in just her black panties and push up bra. Tom similarly only had his pants on while showing off his set of abs. 

“hey tom do you want to go upstairs” as Taylor smirked 

Tom smiled and hoisted Taylor up so she was straddling him while he was carrying her up the stairs. 

When he got to the top of the stairs he found the bedroom and laid Taylor down on her bed

Tom quickly slid his pants off and he was left in just his boxers with his throbbing member showing

Tom started to climb on the bed and he started leaving trails of kisses from Taylor’s thighs all the way up to her breasts

Tom unclasped Taylor’s lace bra and started to leave kisses around her next and eventually on her breasts

Taylor was getting impatient and started to reach down for tom’s boxers when he stopped her and pinned her hands above her head

Tom made his way down to Taylor’s hips and slowly started to take off her black lace panties. He slid his fingers into taylor and started thrusting which elicited several moans from taylor. At that point taylor was getting impatient and just wanted Tom inside of her 

Tom saw that taylor was getting impatient and he took his throbbing length and slowly inserted it into taylor to which taylor let out a moan. Tom slowly thrusted himself in and out of taylor having her feel every inch of him

towards the end when both of them were reaching their climax tom lifted Taylor’s leg up and started to thrust in and out faster and faster until both of them came together 

Both tom and taylor laid on on top of each other for five minutes before they could regain themselves. 

“thanks tom” taylor whispered gratefully as that was some of the best sex she has had in a while 

“welcome love” tom added 

After an hour of cuddling Tom started to redress himself as he had to leave because he had an early day tomorrow 

“bye love call me whenever you are free” tom added 

“bye bye see you later” taylor said as tom left her bedroom and she heard him leave through the back door 

Taylor did not have a problem with tom leaving because usually when she has a one night type stand like this she doesn’t expect anyone to stay over

After a few minutes taylor slowly fell asleep.