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thollandneedy · 3 months ago

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Photobooth- Tom Holland

A/n: I had this idea for so long, like, not even kidding.

Warnings: Explicit language; hot make out between T.H, Y/n and Z

Summary: Y/n it's tired of the media commeting on her relationship, then she decides to break the internet

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“ Fuck me,” Y/n complains, throwing his cell phone on the armchair next to him in the living room.

The woman put her hands to her face, pulling it down in discontent. It wasn't the first time that the media had tried to destroy her image because she was dating a Hollywood star, who coincidentally is making a movie in which the famous actress Zendaya is taking part. From comments on her Instagram posts to people in the street when they saw her walking with her boyfriend and taking the dogs for a walk. All she heard was: “You're stealing him from her”.

Zendaya and Y/n were friends, and there was no relationship of jealousy or dispute over Holland, but the media always made it seem like they were in a constant fight for the attention of the year's hottest new thing, Thomas Holland.

“What's wrong?” Thomas approaches Y/n with a cup of tea in his hands and his hair in a mess. “It's seven in the morning, love. Let's not have another crisis over the building's wifi.”

“It's not the wifi.” The girl complains. “It's those… ugh.” The frustration is evident in her voice, and then her index finger points to the cell phone lying on the burgundy armchair next to the cream sofa.

The brunette bends down to pick up the cell phone, then reads the news out loud:

“Tom Holland and Zendaya Coleman. Off-screen romance? This afternoon, a photo of the two in a coffee shop in Los Angeles, California, was taken by fans who were present at the scene. According to the interviewees, the couple were talking about building a family and how they should improve their relationship. In 2019, Thomas Holland started dating his childhood best friend, Y/n L/n. Apparently, close sources say that they are going through a crisis in their relationship due to the fact that Holland has not yet asked her to marry him. This would have led to constant fights, and finally, a hidden romance with actress Zendaya Coleman. There has been no statement yet about these photos or the news being spread. Keep an eye out for more news, and leave us a comment on who you're most in love with.”

Thomas lowers his cell phone close to his face, letting a disgruntled grunt come out of the brunette's mouth.

“I didn't mind the comments on my photos before, or even the insults on Twitter, but this is too much!” The woman said dissatisfied, getting up from the sofa and heading towards the double bedroom.

“Love, I'm really sorry.” Holland tries to say. “We were going over the lines from the new movie, which, by the way, talks about building families and so on.” The brunette follows his girlfriend, managing to touch her fingers in an attempt to calm her down somehow.

“I know you were. I'm not suspicious of you, but these tabloids? What do they think I'm doing with my life?” The woman says, abruptly removing her pink pajamas with flowery details. “Fuck!”

“I can talk to my agent. Ask him to take down this report or even block the page for spreading fake news about us, me-” The actor follows her towards the closet.

“This isn't going to end any time soon. Not as long as people think there's a rivalry between the two of us, and you're the meat in the middle. We need something that really impacts people.” The girl opened her drawers, patiently picking out something she could wear to the gym.

“Like what? A text statement about the case. Or if you don't want to show up, I could choose someone to speak for us. Harry or Sam.” Holland tries to take charge of the situation, spreading his arms as a sign of disorientation. “Or we could post a photo together with a cheesy caption.

Y/n rests both hands between the clothes that have ended up in the drawer of gym tops, staring at nothing for a few seconds. The woman lifts her face, relaxing her tense shoulders and finally, having an enlightening moment, replies:

“I already know what I want to do, but you can't be jealous”

(…)

Weekends, for some, were a day of rest from a long day's work. But for the wealthy, it was synonymous with extravagant parties with big names used for networking or just getting a chance with people of great influence. The loud sound of the speakers positioned near the swimming pool of the large mansion meant that even from the water the pulse of the beat could be felt. The number of people started to become countless as soon as the clock struck ten. The various rooms were full of different activities, with the kitchen being the center of drinks and the living room the center of board games along with couples sitting on the sofa.

Thomas was drinking with some work colleagues, while admiring the expensive watches he wanted to buy one day to build a collection. While he seemed distracted, Y/n found himself in a group of women chatting about various subjects, in search of his real target. The brunette actress, with her hazel eyes and divine height, entered the room in a clingy dark blue dress and silver high heels, which didn't seem to affect her posture. Y/n focused his eyes on the actress, silently excusing himself from the women he was talking to and heading towards the brunette. Passing between the guests and the men who stared at her because of her provocative black outfit, Y/n's warm hands found the actress's back, touching it slowly

“Hi, Y/n!” Zendaya smiles as soon as she sees the image of the woman behind her, and greets her with a hug. “What's up? You look stressed.” “I'm fine actually.” Y/n comments, holding a drink in her hand and approaching the woman to say into her ear. “Can we talk in private?”

Zendaya narrows her eyes, with a confused face.

“Why?” The woman asks, only to receive a penetrating look in response.

The brunette decided to leave the conversation and follow in the footsteps of the woman in front of her, who was leading her towards a photo booth, where her boyfriend was already waiting for her, as if something was being planned between the couple. The actress smiled confusedly, sharing a look with Thomas, who was wearing a white dress shirt that showed off his muscles. The actor looked at his girlfriend, who stared at the actress determinedly, even though she was afraid of what she was about to do and ask.

“Did you see the news that came out this week? About our photo in the cafeteria?” Tom asked the woman, who quickly looked at him in confusion.

“Yes, I did. I'd asked them to take it down, but since the content of our conversation wasn't a lie, because we were talking about the script, they can't delete it. It wouldn't be considered fake news, just a double entendre because the teenagers who were watching us didn't know we were talking about the movie.” Zendaya loses her poise, crossing her arms and leaning against the photo booth door.

“I don't want you to take it off the air.” Y/n speaks up, taking a step forward. “I've had enough of all the times I've felt like a complete fraud, where we've all been the targets of lies and what they think we are.” Y/n says, expressing her discontent.

“We don't want to be talked about anymore. And that goes for you too.” Holland says to the actress leaning against the booth.

“Well?” The brunette asks, giving them room to explain what the plan is.

“We want to do worse. Something that's so surprising that it takes them by surprise and no one else will have any arguments to say about us. And I thought maybe we could get involved in something. The three of us.” Y/n approached the two of them, stepping into the middle of the small circle that had formed.

The air became dense, and their gazes hovered with the same density as a wave against the rocks of the sea. This had to end, and it would somehow, now.

“A sex scandal?” Holland frowns, wondering at his girlfriend's suggestive comment.

“I don't know yet. I was hoping you'd have better ideas than me.” Y/n is overcome by a lack of creativity.

Zendaya squints at the spot she was leaning on, and then an idea lights up her mind. The brunette turns away from the black wall and faces the booth, giving a smug smile as soon as it's finally possible to tangibly see what could put an end to all the rumors they've been suffering for the last few months. The brunette catches the eye of the couple who seemed lost, and then one of her hands finds the black velvet curtain used to cover the entrance to the cabin. Y/n silently agrees as soon as he sees the seductive smile of the woman in the blue dress.

Yes

That's what she wanted

Both women enter the cabin already feeling their bodies meeting each other, and then Thomas enters the cabin, closing the curtain behind him. The actors looked at each other as Y/n stood in the middle of them, feeling her breathing get heavier with each warm touch that found the waist of her body and the beginning of her back. The place seemed smaller than usual, and the heat began to become part of the environment they inhabited.

“What's up?” Thomas asks his girlfriend, who just watches him from the corner of her eye, giving a sideways smile in response. “And you?” The brunette stares at the actress who agrees with a somber look, stipulated to face the consequences that could come later.

Y/n touches the glowing screen in front of her, causing her eyes to shine with determination. The warm air of the actors' breathing hit the back of her neck, causing her hair to stand on end and her cheeks to turn redder than usual. Holland's jaw was clenched as he stared at Zendaya with worried eyes, even though she wasn't feeling pressured by the situation. It was all just a new way of getting into trouble while playing with each other. The countdown numbers began to appear on the screen, causing Y/n to turn away from the screen a little in an attempt to take one last look at the actress.

Y/n turns her body towards the actress

The brunette takes a step forward

Their eyes meet and their breaths merge

Their breasts touch

Their lips come together in a wet kiss, as the sound of the camera clicking is heard. Zendaya's tongue slides against Y/n's, letting out a brief moan as she feels her body being pressed against the wall of the small room.

Holland, for his part, gently touches his girlfriend's hip, who then leaves the older actress's kiss and attacks the lips of her boyfriend, who was watching the scene. The kiss quickly deepens, and he can even taste the drink that Zendaya was sipping before talking to both of them. The Brit takes one of his hands to the back of his girlfriend's neck, who grunts softly against the kiss.

Another click

Taking a deep breath after leaving the kiss, he pulls away from both of them, allowing an empty space to remain between the two actors. With a permissive look, Y/n's two hands find the backs of both of their hands in support of the intriguing atmosphere generated. Thomas nodded in agreement, taking a step forward and lowering his eyes to the dress that the brunette wore delicately with its fine linen features. The woman allowed herself to be touched, and finally both wet lips intertwined into one, tasting each other. Zendaya's hands playfully touch Holland's face, while the actor traces a line with his finger down the side of Coleman's waist

Another click

A strand of saliva is shared by both of them as they leave the kiss, and then, as a last shot, the three of them come together in a mixture of flavors and saliva while the photo was being uploaded. He was sloppy, inexperienced and completely dirty. Their lips made slippery sounds, and the sounds they shared were in tune. Their bodies were on fire, and although they hadn't talked about any kind of desire for threesomes, it was something that had certainly crossed their minds as they kissed in a naughty photo. The clicking sound was heard one last time, but the kiss hadn't stopped yet. It was only when the trio's hands began to descend to places beyond what was expected that Y/n leaned against the wall to catch his breath. His chest was heaving, and his lipstick, which had once been only on his mouth, was now down to his chin.

Thomas and Zendaya moved away from each other as soon as they missed Y/n, who stared at them laughing to herself.

“Holy shit” The woman fixed her hair, smiling at the couple in front of her.

“I didn't expect it to be… good.” The Briton said without thinking, causing a deafening silence that was broken by the women's laughter at the embarrassed look.

“Me neither,” Zendaya replied, smiling at the woman in black.

Finally, the sequence of four photos came out in black and white, eliciting a satisfied smile from Y/n. The woman nodded, showing the photo to the couple who also agreed with a drunken laugh.

1 day later

Breaking News! On Sunday morning (23), a photo was posted on Marvel actor @Tomholland2013's Instagram, which shows a sequence of four photos in which he, his girlfriend, Y/N L/N and actress Zendaya Coleman are seen kissing! Y/N L/N and Thomas Holland have been dating since 2019, but there were rumors that Zendaya was the main one in the relationship after fans started to ship the couple after the first “Spider-Man: Homecoming” movie. Sources close to the couple say that Thomas and Zendaya were uncomfortable with the rumors influencing their personal lives, and deny such an affectionate relationship off the set We had the pleasure of catching up with Y/N by phone, and the only thing she allowed us to put into this interview was:

“We're THE motherfucking trio”

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darkmagicmirror · 1 year ago

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OKAY SO my takes on the trailer things

First off, Aaravos is too fucking pretty, as we all know, u-u

I love him and also Viren, and I love that Viren is now apparition-visiting him! I'm guessing it's Aaravos tapping into his mind while he's in his dark magic fever dream. Or... perhaps not dreaming but still unconscious and just not able to physically wake up, you know.

And then!!! Really impressive magic. This being overlaid with Aaravos saying Claudia is "far more powerful" makes me think that Aaravos has taught her this higher level of magic skills, during the 2 year timeskip, and he's THAT confident because he knows what she can do now. He definitely knows he's taught her something big that we, the audience, don't know about, and perhaps that Viren doesn't know yet... I'm willing to bet he taught her magic that is all but forgotten otherwise, or just very rare!

And what kind of magic is she using? It's presumably Dark Magic, but unlike any we've seen before. The purple color also reminds me of the Star Primal, though it wouldn't make sense for her to use Star magic. It should be too difficult. At the same time, though, Aaravos is probably the one being in Xadia that could teach anyone Star magic, and the Star Arcanum does deal with teleporting... she looks like she's controlling the flow of the water at first, but in the last couple screencaps, it almost looks like it's coming out of nowhere.

I still theorize that Dark Magic connects to different Primal Sources, so I suppose it could technically be both, anyway. Less of a direct use of Primal Magic but still something unique that Aaravos taught her?

Also backing up just a second.

When they first revealed that Viren is still asleep, I worried he'd be asleep for the entire Season 5-- and I think that he's unconscious bodily while talking to Aaravos in his prison. However, in this Claudia-versus-water-dragon battle, Viren is awake!

Like in the screencap where you can see the water dragon swimming up, Viren and Sir Sparklepuff are sitting together on the boat. In the shot immediately after, it seems to be the same scene, and Viren is sitting up. Then we can also see Viren and Terry hiding behind some rocks right before Claudia fights, lmao.

And...

God, the "poof" is great x)

But actually, I think the line where he starts with mocking/teasing/however you interpret it about Viren having a few hours left to live might ultimately end up going before him explaining that he's about to be freed and Claudia's coming? I think Viren is unconscious there because of the apparition, but also because otherwise, Aaravos is just giving unnecessary info. And trailers put scenes and lines out of order, it's a thing that always happens. The Claudia-dragon battle is probably not in the same timeframe at all, but Aaravos narrating about Claudia's strength over it means something-- perhaps even that him saying that makes Viren think of that moment, since Viren clearly was awake and watching Claudia fight the dragon.

Also Aaravos's humor here doesn't strike me as mocking, personally... like the caption I saw was describing him as "mischievous", and that makes sense. Like if he's saying that, and then about to go into talking about how he's about to get released anyway and there's really nothing to worry about, it's sort of like a silly/dismissive joke.

Anyway, moving on--

Still crying because when I wrote about Claudia holding unconscious-Viren's hand in a fanfic, I didn't expect it to be canon, but it sure is! God, my heart,,

Also I think this diving scene must be from Viren's dream (he is wearing his Katolis clothing), but ouch!

Also in his dream, he was running past some doors and reaching, and then we have the part from the stills, and here he's reaching for Claudia-- and it reminds me of in early Season 4, when he talks about how he doesn't know if he wants to keep chasing after things. And the dream is reflecting that.

Does he feel like he's losing Claudia, or going to lose her, too? Why is she drowning?

(Then again, Claudia hints at feeling like she's drowning, in Lost Child, and of course water is just the big theme of the season... but I wonder what the personal significance is to Viren, if there is any, unless his brain just brought that imagery because they're on a boat?)

Also the quote Callum says, that they teased when they announced the trailer-- it sounds like poetry, almost prophetic. I wonder if they find that in a book, and Callum is reading the quote.

Anyway... I know I only have magefam and Aaravos thoughts in my head 24/7, so that's all u-u I have no idea what's going on for the rest of it, and no guesses there either, lmao, but that's okay, I know what I'm watching the show for :P

#tdp #the dragon prince #predictions #i guess??#my predictions based on the trailer #viren #aaravos #claudia #i only have predictions about them sorry #my posts

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ssamou · 1 year ago

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** LOCATION:** AQUARIUM

The more this goes on you're realizing that riddles is not Jeongguk's forte.. but he's cute and he put a lot of effort into it, so it makes you smile nonetheless. It's very easy to figure out where he's leading you to, but perhaps that was his goal? So you wouldn't get lost. This one took a bit of a drive, but you eventually arrive at the same aquarium that he had surprised you with your ideal K-Drama date. It had been rented out, nothing but you two and the sea creatures.

It had been a blast, looking at everything and when you weren't looking, admiring you, taking pictures of you. Surely, you didn't think Jeongguk brought his camera along just to take pictures of the fish and creatures, right? No. While he had done so, he made sure to get shots of you and your reactions to what you were seeing. And with those photographs, he had managed to make a photo album.

Said object was in Namjoon's hands, the note resting on top when you find him inside of the aquarium. He's holding it carefully so he doesn't stop it, or somehow rip it, determined to help his maknae's plan go off without a hitch.

"Chaewon! my little sis. It is about time you have come. I've been holding onto this all day and looking for you. A few older ladies thought I was lost and asked me how I was. i've been around this aquarium a few times. I think some of the workers think I got stood up."

He handed her the photo album carefully and with a smile. "This is for you."

"Okay, right off the bat I will say this is one date I was most proud of. I knew you had these K-Drama fantasies, and I wanted to make one come to life with a little aquarium visit. But, because we're public figures, I had to take a step further and rent the place out so it was just you, me and the workers. This was a sweet date, and while I played around with you and admired the creatures and the beautiful views. I couldn't help but also admire you. Is it obvious yet that my eyes are always on you? That no matter what can be in front of me, you will always been the most beautiful thing in my eyes. I can stare at you for hours; never getting tired of gazing at the curve of your lips, or how sweetly your eyes sparkle when you're happy and excited. God, I truly am incredibly whipped for you. Since my first surprise with the flower fields, I have been determined to keep surprising you with dates here and there because I just adore your cute reactions. And I couldn't have been more pleased with how this surprised had turned out. I hope you enjoyed it as much as me." ─── ⋆⋅ ♡ ⋅⋆ ─── **In a place where the river's gentle flow, Our love was solidified, a promise to sow. A stand-in for the beach, by the rivers side, Where a promise ring sparkled in the fire's guide. By the bonfire's glow, our love was confessed, A promise sealed, our hearts truly blessed. To rediscover that moment, where flames danced higher, Seek the river's embrace, our stand-in for the beach by the fire.**

Almost there! Answer the riddle and proceed.

♡ 메시지 𓂃 ⋆ #koobie's scavenger hunt??

answer: when we sat by the beach side with a horribly made bonfire and you gave me the rose-gold promise ring; but that trip was in thailand.. the closest huge water source would be the han river.

she feels like she's getting a make-shift tour of seoul at this point. moving from point a, to point b. typically by now she'd be wondering when the end is, yet she's enjoying this journey a little too much. with every little touch of their memories coming back to her, it's hard to keep her giddy smile off her expression. her and jeongguk have been through a lot of things together—going past it all is like a trip to remember the small details she couldn't have before.

the next destination was one of her favorite ones. she's always loved aquariums. it is something she posts on her instagram almost constantly with short captions hoping her boyfriend would accompany her for the next one. at this point it has become a dream to experience all the famous ones with him... mostly to take photos.

once she arrived and saw the familiar face she did— she got more excited. "joonie!" chaewon practically ran because of her excitement to jump up and hug the extremely tall man she's become best friends with for almost two years now. her nerves started to come at ease with his presence and she was going to abuse that idea, because, god, was she shaky from the nerves. she's been doing this for hours now.

"stood up? i may be late all the time, but i'd never stand you up.. especially at a pretty place like this," obviously that was a tease but it made her laugh anyways.

she'd continue the conversation with him, she just didn't want to keep anyone else waiting longer than they already have. thus, she grabbed the letter, then allowed her heart to swell at all the contents written out by the man that might as well be a mystery by now. yet this riddle she had to take time to think about.

she knew what event he was talking about. when they went to thailand with a group of friends, where he gave her the promise ring she swore to never remove.. it was just overseas. after looking around at her collection of ducklings trailing after her, she figures out an idea. the closest bank of water in seoul would have to be the han river. that's it, isn't it?

that river is extremely massive, though. how was she going to find the next person?

#﹙ 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆! ask. ⠀ *#𓂃 🦀 남준 #𓂃 🐰 파이리.#🐥🐥🐥🐥#lIKE ANYONE WOULD STAND U UP #THEYRE INSANE FOR THINKING THAT

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skiptvads · 1 year ago

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[caption id="attachment_1796" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source F1 Qatar GP 2023 Not a race that many are really excited to watch since the circuit itself doesn't bring that much difficulties for the drivers in terms of the geometry of the circuit, its a very fast circuit mostly because its about seventy percent full throttle on a Formula 1 car, I mention this because this circuit was originally design for Moto GP and not to race Formula 1, it was included if I'm not mistaken on 2021 because of the COVID, during those days there were still certain countries mostly in Asia that could not held a Formula 1 race due to all the COVID restrictions so they included Qatar, didn't have a race on 2022 because of the Futbol World Cup and are now back on 2023, the circuit has a ten year contract to so we will see it on the calendar probably until 2033 if thinks stay smooth, no war, no COVID, no nothing around this part of the world. [caption id="attachment_1788" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source With a top speed of 344.1 KM/H probably not the fastest but might be on the top ten, with a lot of down force drivers will cut in half this circuit like butter, in my opinion only from turn six to ten drivers will have to down shift one or at most two shifts before they could go pedal to the metal again. I have already mention how easy will be for them to go full throttle but only if the surface was right. The circuit was recently resurface meaning there is no rubber at all and it is surrounded by sand making it very slippery and its also a windy circuit, at any point wind can blow and you have a combination of more sand into the circuit plus if the wind catches a Formula 1 car this could easy make a driver step back out or even loose control, this happen to Carlos Sainz in Barcelona for example when a cross wind push him out, with a slippery circuit drivers will most likely be over stepping out of the track, most drivers try to use as much of the track as possible to maintain that speed but on this circuit a few will be catch steeping out of the track and getting their times eliminated costing them a higher spot on the starting grid for Sunday. [caption id="attachment_1789" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source This is a very nice info graphic for when the Sprint Race for today Saturday will start, by the F1 account at Twitter. [caption id="attachment_1790" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source This is your grid for Sunday, for this weekend they only had one practice session since we hare having Practice, Quali, Sprint and Race, it was another Verstappen domination to the point that on Q3 he enters the pit after he had to step out of his flying lap, the team had the data under control and he had just put down a 1:23 when the rest of the grid was fighting at the 1:24, keep in mind that this is within track limits. [caption id="attachment_1791" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source Like the good old times, seem like a lot has happen since then; its Max Verstappen against the Mercedes, George Russel and Lewis Hamilton but over all even Russel who did made second by staying on track limits has no chance against Max, Hamilton got third because Piastri got his time deleted and Lando was also flying. Verstappen always wants to win thats something within his DNA, there is nothing that can change his mind, there is no take it easy day, there is not less important race, he just goes but in numbers all he has to do is score three points in the Spr

int Race today to be Formula 1 World Champion for the third time in a row, this new down force era look like will be dominated by Red Bull no questions asks, they won the Constructors Championship, now they are going to win with Max plus Checo Perez is second on the Drivers Standings for this year, in terms of race performance this has probably bee no his best year but he still has the points with 223 and Hamilton is close with 190, with only six races to go counting Qatar there is a good chance for this two to battle out the second. [caption id="attachment_1793" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source [caption id="attachment_1794" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source [caption id="attachment_1795" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source Even for teams that don't usually fight at the top of the grid every race counts, same goes for their drivers, the sport can be as fast as the cars, what I mean is that one day you are racing in a car and the other you are not. When this down force cars era started HASS brought Kevin Magnussen who started very well, against his team mate at the time Mick Schumacher who the team boss Guenther Steiner called "he ruined us..." after his poor performance and all the crashes he had, Kevin look like a great driver but when Nico Hulkenberg joins the team he has surpass Magnussen this year with out qualifying twelve times and a difference of six points between them, 9 to 3 in favor of Hulkenberg, its true that Magnussen gave them their first pole but over all is not holding up this year. Similar story but its a bit unfair with Lance Stroll that even though he is sitting ten on the drivers championship, hey been on the top ten is not easy at all he had wrist problems, he is also against one of the best drivers on the grid Fernando Alonso so its expected for him to be out qualify, I consider him a good driver but he can still be better, they have a car that has been going down in performance against the rest but can fight in the middle of the pack to score some good points, against popular opinion I don't think Stroll is having a bad performance but he needs to step up, many say he will never loose his sit because his dad runs the show at Aston Martin F1 Team but that I doubt if it becomes more obvious or ridiculous how Fernando hi carrying the team by himself on the championship. Liam Lawson has never out qualify Albon and I think he is going out, had a very back crash on Japan that could be avoided besides his over all performance but his luck is very similar to Stroll, not that Albon is one of the best but he has been improving at a gigantic pace, what Albon has done with the Williams in the last two years is amazing and he is starting to get to the point where the car is not enough for him anymore, if Albon had say an Aston Martin I could even be brave to say they could fight for a third place in the Constructors Championship, remember all this drivers are there because they are the best of the best, yes there is more talent waiting on the line but its not their turn, look at what Piastri has done the moment he got a good car. [caption id="attachment_1797" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source [caption id="attachment_1798" align="aligncenter" width="800"] Formula 1 Qatar GP Qualifying 2023 - Time Eliminated - www.skiptvads.blog[/caption] Source Two drivers that I was expecting to do well this weekend were Checo Perez and Lando Norris. As I mention before Checo is second on the Drivers Championship for this year, I do not pretend he has a chance to fight for the championship but to put up some good punts and stand out f

rom the rest of the grid, say if Max wins by hundred points then Checo wins second place for fifty points just an example but there is something inside him that doesn't let him perform at his best, this time he got knock out of Q2 because of track limits an F1 Drivers disease that is spreading affecting many drivers including the McLaren drivers, on the second picture Lando Norris with all four wheels out of the track who latter on had a hard time with himself because he at least knows and publicly recognize its not the car its him for some reasons either taking unnecessary risks or need to put more work into it while on the other hand Checo's fans and even himself keep saying that he does not has the same car as Max at least since Miami GP this year, to be honest we wont ever know that and for anyone with enough time watching the sport should know that it is the way it is, the long time excuse that my partner car is different or better. I'm going to watch the sprint and race, I will be ruling for safety cars, drivers out of the track, times delete because I dont think there will be too much fight between drivers so we need something else to make this not boring. Here a great video comparing Max Verstappen vs George Russell racing line and how he dominate the pack Source #formula1 #sports #f1 #hive #ecency #waves #redbullracing #qatargp2023 #f1gp #timedeleted #hamilton #russell #mercedes

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mypoisonedvine · 4 years ago

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Seeing Red | bodyguard!Bucky Barnes x reader (part 7)

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5) (part 6)

series summary: bucky used to brag that he didn’t have a celebrity crush, or really care about famous people at all, which is what made him the perfect person to start working for a celebrity like yourself. except, of course, it’s just his luck that he’d fall for you.

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warnings: um just implied smut and fluff and a reference to bdsm I guess?? but it's pretty chill overall

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y/n.y/l/n okay first of all, it takes an act of god to get a picture of this guy smiling, but it’s always worth it. he really changed everything for me and I can’t thank him enough for that. so happy ❤️

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caroldanvers 😍😍😍

flowercrowny/n oh my god this is so sweet i’m gonna cry

1 HOUR AGO

He smiled as he stared down at the post you’d made, remembering how much effort you’d put into finding the perfect picture (in your opinion; he thought he looked kinda dopey in it) as well as writing and re-writing your caption.

The speed at which your post gained likes and comments was inconceivable to him; even more impressive was the speed at which gossip rags were picking up the story. Sure enough, his phone’s alerts to new headlines about you were not only going off like crazy, but had started to include news about himself as well.

Y/N Y/L/N Shocks With Romantic Instagram Post, Confirms Dating Rumors

You’ll Never Guess Which Hollywood Starlet Is Dating Her Driver

Who is James Barnes? Everything We Know About Y/N Y/L/N’s New Beau

Skimming one of the articles, he was impressed at how much information they’d managed to get without actually getting anything from you or him. Born in Brooklyn, disabled Army veteran, worked a list of odd jobs before becoming your driver and bodyguard. ‘No social media presence, prefers to keep a low profile’ one of them said; you can say that again, Bucky chuckled to himself when he read it.

He found another from People and didn’t particularly appreciate that it spent half the time going through all your past exes and rumored partners (turned out ‘rumored’ is a fancy word for ‘a bunch of fans deluded themselves so hard that it somehow turned into news without any proof necessary’). But he still smiled when he got to the part that was actually about you and him.

‘The relationship is pretty new but they’re so happy together,’ a source close to the couple reported.

Close indeed; that statement came from your publicist, who he’d never even meet.

‘He’s a very private guy and she’s got this huge following, so they’re sort of an odd couple in that way, but she knows her fans are respectful and will let them have their own life outside of the spotlight.’

Bucky wasn’t sure that the respectfulness of fans was such a given here, but he hoped you were right. To be fair, they’d been very sweet on your original post insofar.

However, when he scrolled to the bottom of the celebrity magazine articles and realized they had their own comments section, he discovered that they were a little less forgiving than the ones on your Instagram.

Is this the best she thinks she can do? So sad tbh :(

a military guy…. yikes, she could get any guy she wants and she goes for a murderer.

He looks like a hobo that found a coupon for a free haircut lol

I don’t buy it, I know she’ll always love Pietro!

Pietro being your former co-star that so many of your fans were convinced was actually your soulmate. From what he’d heard from you, those speculations had made things so uncomfortable between the two of you that it killed your friendship. Those were nothing, though, compared to the comments about someone you actually had dated.

she’s obviously not over sam… they were so good together

He’d better watch out for her ex, he still likes tweets about her and they have so much chemistry

Wait, she’s not still with Sam Wilson?? I could’ve sworn they’d been dating for, like, five years.

You were scrolling through your phone with a smile as you walked past where he was sitting on the couch, and he just couldn’t help himself from asking even though he knew it wasn’t the best idea. “Do I need to worry about this Sam thing?” he blurted out, trying to play it cool and not sound too anxious. “People are really obsessed with you two…”

“Sam and I…” you sighed, staring off into space for a second. He made himself anxious imagining what you were thinking about in that moment. “I haven’t talked to him in… years? I think it’s just because our relationship was so public that people are still talking about it. And it had a lot of gossip material— we did a movie together, people thought it was sweet that we got together during production, it was great promotion for the picture… and from the outside, we made a lot of sense for each other. But he has his own problems. I loved him, but… he wasn’t ever going to be a one-girl kinda guy.”

“But you’re not just any one girl. You’re… you know, you,” he emphasized.

“You’ve been reading too many headlines,” you shook your head as you sat down beside him. “Please don’t turn into one of those guys who thinks of me as a celebrity first. Before that—” you pointed to your own name where it was bolded on his screen in the trending topics page of Twitter— “was popping up on movie posters and in gossip magazines, it was just my name. And I’m not perfect. Not even close.”

Bucky sighed and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him and holding you tightly. “And before I knew you were famous, or rich, or incredibly talented, I was totally obsessed with you just for who you are.”

“You’re too fucking amazing,” you sighed as you held his face and gave him a gentle kiss— the kind of kiss that instantly melted his heart and banished his worries. When you pulled back and looked up at him with a smile, it was like everything else just… faded away. “Don’t read the comments, okay? None of them matter.”

He smiled and brushed his thumb over your cheek, overwhelmed by not only the softness of your skin but of your spirit as well. In all his life he’d never been handled so… gently, with so much care. “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” he mumbled, not even really realizing he’d said it aloud until you gave him a beaming smile.

“I can’t believe you’re my boyfriend,” you giggled pridefully.

“Seriously? I can… very easily believe it,” he scoffed.

“I just mean… you’re so…” you searched for the words. “You’re actually good to me, that’s the thing. I’m not used to that.”

“You deserve the world,” he assured. “I’m just gonna keep trying to give you as much of it as I can find.”

He watched his hand trail over your face, down your neck and to your chest where he played with the hem of your t-shirt.

"It's odd to know there are millions of people who are jealous of me,” he admitted quietly, remembering some aggressive comments from some very angry dudes who had apparently also watched your nude scene a few too many times.

"Do you like it? Do you like how it feels to know you're making them angry every time you touch me?"

"Couldn't care less," he refuted. "Nobody else matters when I'm touchin' you."

“Do you maybe wanna… touch me a little more about it?” you smirked, opening your legs slightly in invitation.

“Always.”

Bucky had, thankfully, not let the newfound fame get to his head. In fact, he had demanded that the two of you hunker down in the house, since he feared that going out would lead to being recognized. What he apparently hadn’t anticipated was that that might not be enough.

“Will you get that?” you requested when the gate buzzed, too wrapped up in the book you were reading to answer the intercom.

He hopped up and held down the button to communicate with the gate speaker. “Who is it?” he asked.

“I’ve got a delivery from Anjappar Chettinad on 23rd?”

Bucky didn’t even reply before hitting the green button and granting access to the driveway. BEEP BEEP BEEP! you heard the gate signal its opening, and the car pulling around up to the door. Bucky didn’t open it until there was a knock, greeting the delivery guy with a smile and the necessary cash.

“I’ve got a lamb korma, hyderabadi mutton dum biryani and an order of— woah,” the man suddenly stopped, staring at Bucky’s face. “Are you—?’

“Hungry? Yes,” he frowned.

“You’re the guy dating— holy shit, congrats man,” he beamed, smacking Bucky on the shoulder pridefully before leaning in with a mischievous smirk. “Say, is she a freak or what?”

“She is,” you piped up from the couch, making both men turn their heads; but one was chuckling while the other looked mortified. “You better not have forgotten my paneer pakora or I’m gonna chain you up and whip you.”

“Uh, I— no, I got it right here,” he promised weakly, handing the bag over to Bucky and starting to dash away before Bucky grabbed his arm, making the smaller man whimper fearfully.

“You forgot the money,” Bucky reminded him gruffly, stuffing the bills into the driver’s front pocket.

Finally, he let go, and the delivery man instantly pulled away, rubbing his arm and looking a bit like a kicked puppy as he went back to his car and drove away.

“You didn’t need to scare him that bad,” Bucky chuckled.

“I could say the same to you! Grabbing somebody with the metal arm like that will put the fear of God into them pretty fast.”

“I didn’t mean to grab him that hard,” he admitted, examining the prosthetic hand as he came back to the couch with the bag of food, handing it to you while he focused on watching his motorized fingers curl and uncurl. “I think I need to get this thing recalibrated… it’s been bugging out lately.”

“I dunno, it was working just fine last night,” you smiled, remembering how delightfully cool those fingers felt inside you.

Bucky seemed to miss it entirely, though, as he stared off into space. “I can’t believe I got… recognized.”

“You’re a star,” you winked. “And not just with random delivery drivers. I’ve had a lot of press requests, everybody wants to be the first one to get nice pictures of us together— we’ve had a dozen event invites as a couple.”

“Seriously?!” he scoffed, snapping back to reality slightly enough

“Yeah, and look what came in same-day mail this morning!” You leaned over to shuffle through the mail on the side table before finding and handing him a letter in a gold-embossed envelope, watching him read what you knew was inside.

The Hollywood Foreign Press Association extends an invitation to Y/N Y/L/N and James Barnes to the annual Grant Banquet in support of the Young Artists Fund.

“It seems like a good first event for us,” you explained. “Relatively small and low stakes, it’s for a good cause…”

“Are you sure I’m ready to be, you know… seen? By people?”

You scoffed, hardly believing how insecure he could be sometimes. “You look great, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Will I have to talk to anybody other than you?” he asked, grimacing as if that were a form of brutal torture.

“Probably,” you admitted.

His frown deepened. “What if I say the wrong thing?”

“I’m not that worried about you,” you smirked. “You’re a lot better at this stuff than you think you are.”

“I don’t have anything to wear…”

You smirked, a little too proud of yourself, when you remembered the email your publicist had forwarded to you just this morning. “Hugo Boss will pay you $1500 to wear one of their suits on the carpet.”

“They’ll pay me to wear free clothes?” he repeated with wide eyes.

“Yeah, that’s one of the cooler things about fame,” you laughed. “I make a grand every time I wear this watch outside!”

“I guess I should send them my measurements then…” he trailed off. “Any chance I can get in on that watch deal?”

“No, but you can make $50 by getting papped at Jamba Juice.”

He paused for a moment, scratching the back of his neck as he thought. “Is the smoothie comped?”

“I don’t know. Do you want me to ask?”

“...kinda…” he admitted with a shy smile.

“Well, I will, and I’ll RSVP to this invite saying we’ll be there next week,” you decided as you started to open up the food, but Bucky stopped you by reaching for your hands.

“Are we really doing this?” he asked.

“If you want to,” you mitigated.

“Of course I do. I guess I have to accept that you’re actually willing to be seen with me,” he chuckled. “It’s just sort of hard to believe.”

You leaned in and kissed him; it was meant to be a casual, reassuring peck but he held you closer and you melted into him, moaning softly at his touch as you started to climb into his lap.

“The food’s gonna get cold,” he reminded you with a mumble against your lips.

Unfortunately, your literal hunger was a bit too strong to ignore, even with the growing intensity of a metaphorical hunger for Bucky. “Alright,” you relented, getting off of him and returning your attention to the meal on the table. “Just know that I really, really want to be seen together, in public, just in case anybody missed the news about us already. I’m not embarrassed by you or afraid you’re going to do something dumb. I…”

One of those words that can’t be unsaid started to bubble up in your throat and you coughed, banishing the thought.

“I really like you. I think we have something special.”

He smiled gently, giving you one more kiss on the cheek. “I think so, too.”

Since this was slightly less of a big deal than a premiere or press tour, you had managed to convince your styling team to let you dress yourself, which was why he was laying on the bed and talking to you through the bathroom door while you put on your gown.

“Do you want me to hire a new driver?” you prompted him, voice muffled slightly as he imagined your head covered in the fabric, trying to navigate through the dress. “I don’t want you to feel… I don’t know, like a servant?”

“A servant? You’re still paying me,” he reminded you. “You are still paying me, right?”

“Yes,” you laughed, “but still, I would hate it if you felt like staff. You’re my boyfriend!”

(His heart still fluttered every time you said it.)

“No new driver,” he decided. “I can drive just fine, and considering how things went between us… let’s not open the door for anybody else,” he smirked, making you laugh in that way you did when he made a stupid joke but you still liked it somehow.

“Okay, sure, but what about being my bodyguard? Is that too weird?” you continued.

“God no,” he scoffed, “if anything I’m gonna be better at my job than ever. As your boyfriend, keeping you safe is my job, but since keeping you safe was already my job… it’s, like, doubled-up now.”

He lost his train of thought when you opened the door.

“How do I look?” you asked as you stepped in and gave him a spin in your new dress. Your whole body was draped in red silk, with the exception of your back which was almost entirely exposed, as if it were begging him to run his fingers down your spine.

“Like everything I ever wanted,” he blurted out before he could stop himself.

And it was so odd that you questioned his desire to drive you, because those moments where he could steer with one hand and rest the other on your thigh, when he could catch a glimpse of you looking out the window at the city rolling by, when he got to listen to you ramble about something to kill the time during a drive; those were his favorite moments, and he wouldn’t trade them for anything.

After a relatively brief trip, you arrived at the venue, and all of a sudden he was doing what he’d fantasized about more than he’d like to admit: escorting you down a red carpet. It was almost overwhelming— yelling, chattering, reporters speaking into camera, flashes going off in every direction—

“Hey,” you whispered, bringing your hand up to his cheek and instantly taking all his attention.

“Hey,” he returned.

“Just follow my lead,” you instructed.

“That was the plan.”

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spiderlilyserendipity · 4 years ago

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More News At 6

Taehyung x reader

*this pic is just for a ✨preview✨ hehe*

Genres: fluff, established relationship, idolxidol, tae x reader

Warnings: talks of pregnancy

WC: 1318

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“Oh, the comments are coming in really quick today!” You say sweetly, happy to see all the people coming in.

It’s always amazing to see how fast the viewer count goes up when you and Taehyung go on vlive together. It had been a big source of worry to you before, coming out as a couple working in the same industry. You know how bad the scrutiny had been before, how nosy strangers can be about your relationship. But when people found out you were dating none other than Kim Taehyung, things calmed down a lot.

While you and Taehyung are both celebrities, you don’t doubt that Taehyung is on a level of his own. You never feel bad about it, but the truth is having Taehyung by your side is incredibly relieving.

When you were worried about going public and scared of losing work due to the “scandal” of being in a relationship, it was Taehyung who stepped in for you. It was him who disclosed the relationship himself, posting a picture of you sipping coffee at a cafe during a date. You had been looking down at the sweet drink in your hand, eyes wide in excitement at the new flavour when he took the picture.

My darling. He’d captioned it.

Even thinking about it makes your heart beat fast. My darling. You had captioned the vlive title, telling both your and Taehyung’s fans who you were on live with. Everyone had known for about a year now, and the fans were enthusiastic now. You wonder what you had been so scared for before.

You turn to look at Taehyung, who is busy setting up dinner and making it look pretty. You giggle at the cute pink apron he is wearing. He insisted on making dinner himself tonight, even though there was no special occasion.

“Taehyung looks really cute?” You read the comment aloud. In the screen, you see Taehyung look up from the table with a shy grin on his face. You smile wide. “When doesn’t he?”

“Ugh, babe.” He says, grabbing your wrist to pull you to sit down at the table.

The two of you exchange a fond look. You sit down together. The food Taehyung made is a couple of your favourite dishes, along with some chocolates from your favourite shop. You’ve never been one of those high maintenance celebrities, but Taehyung likes to keep track of what you like anyway. You’d never be mad at him seeing all this effort (even if the food wasn’t all your favourites), but it warms your heart anyway.

“Why are we going live today?” Taehyung reads another comment. He smiles and holds up his phone, showing the date. “Because it’s April 26th!”

As a flood of question marks come in, Taehyung’s smile turns boxy and cute. “Exactly, nothing important today. We just wanted to have dinner with our loving fans. We know the past year has been challenging since the dating news came out, so thank you for standing by us and protecting us. As a treat, we will chat and answer some questions about our relationship today!”

“What’s the cutest thing Y/N does every day?” Taehyung reads aloud. He looks at you and tucks a bit of your hair behind your ear. “Be herself. I like how honest she is with me and so nice to me. I’m really lucky.”

“You sure are.” You joke.

“Hey!” Taehyung laughs.

“Just kidding.” You say, kissing Taehyung’s cheek in apology. “What is the cutest thing Taetae does each day? I can’t name just one, guys! I love everything. I love his bedhead in the morning and how he sings really loudly in the shower and, yeah you get the point.” You laugh, taking a bite of your food.

Taehyung pouts beside you. “Meanie. You only told them bad things.”

You shake your head. “No, baby. It’s really cute. All of it.”

“Even my 5 o’clock shadow?” Taehyung challenges with a pout.

You turn to the phone propped up on a tripod that serves as your “main camera” for today. “More news at 6.” You say dramatically, making Taehyung gasp.

“Y/N!” He whines.

You laugh so hard you inhale a bit of your food. Despite being pouty, Taehyung rubs your back and pours you a glass of water.

The two of you go back and forth, answering the fan’s questions. They ask how often you get to see Tannie and if you’ve met each other’s parents. The answer is you don’t get to see Tannie often because he lives with Tae’s parents, but you visit their house pretty often anyway. Your parents as expected absolutely adore Taehyung, and you are always welcome at Tae’s parent’s house, too because of how warm his parents are.

“Like parents, like child.” You end your explanation. Your eyes go wide when you realize you’ve spent over an hour eating and answering questions. The dozens of questions flew by so fast you hardly noticed. “Oh, God! I’m so sorry guys. It’s so late. Our fans must have work and school tomorrow!”

Immediately, replies of “it’s okay” come in. Taehyung wraps an arm around your shoulders. “No, Y/N’s right. We can always go live another day!” He stands up, coming over to the phone. He bends down to look in the camera. He waves and you do, too, from the table. “Take care everyone! Have a good day tomorrow!”

“My parents.” You read a comment aloud, giggling at it. “Don’t say that guys. I’m not even pregnant yet.”

In unison, everyone replies “yet??????”

Taehyung straightens up, looking at you without the camera on him. He looks shocked. You had never mentioned pregnancy or things like that in front of him before. You pout. Of course you were thinking of it, how could he be so oblivious? You have been dating for two years already, even if the fans have only known for one year!

Suddenly, Taehyung pulls a poker face. He bends back down to the camera. “More news at 6.” He says, before turning the camera off.

You get up and start collecting dishes to rinse and put in the dishwasher.

As expected, Taehyung follows you to the kitchen. Quietly, you two start working. You rinse the dishes and Taehyung loads the dishwasher.

When you’re done, you’re about to take a wet cloth to wipe down the table but Taehyung stops you. He gives you a backhug, taking the cloth from your hands and rinsing it himself. “Did you mean that baby?” He whispers in your ear, incredibly hopeful.

He wrings out the cloth and steps away to go clean up the table and the kitchen. You start the dishwasher in the meantime.

When he returns, you’re still at the sink. You watch him clean up the cloth and put it away with a smile on your face. “Of course I do baby. Why would I say it in front of everyone if I didn’t?”

Taehyung grins, pulling you in by the waist. “You’ve gotten really shameless these days, huh? You could hardly stand people taking pictures of us a year ago. Now you’re on vlive announcing we could have a baby any day now.”

You grin back at Taehyung. “It’s not really a lie though. We’re both adults!”

Taehyung leans in to kiss your forehead. “We are. But I have to ask your parents for your hand in marriage first.”

You giggle gleefully. “Agh Taehyung, you’re too charming for me.” You hug him tight, then pull back. “So when are you going to do it? Tell me!”

“I can’t tell you that! If you know when I meet them, you’ll also know when the proposal will be!” Taehyung teases, cupping your face in his big hands.

You gasp. “Are you already thinking about how you’re going to propose?!”

Taehyung pulls away from you. “More news at 6.” He winks.

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stuckinapatriarchalbullshitland · 3 years ago

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Hello, dear Stuck! #AnonTheory here. Thanks for tagging me by the way. I’m sending you some drafts I had in my notes, this first one from October 25, just because now that the first act is finished we can theorize a little more if you want to.

“Draft (October 25)

The official narrative is on the way: They were taking some time apart to rethink their relationship since the VMA (C’s crying pics) and continued only with the events previously agreed for both, like GlobalC. Now they went to Mex to celebrate Papa Ale’s bday and try to rekindle they’re love in a special place, but there’s also another set of upsetting pics to come out soon that’ll be put 2 and 2 together: him not @ her in interviews, cute alone pics with T-dog, both alone and sad around the world. Here they still like and support “each other” very much.

I disagree with whoever thinks C will come out bad out of this PR. On the contraire my friends: both will have great images so that “they have always loved each other” card can be useful in the future. Would be a dumb move to make him diss her after in terms of marketing and image at least. If Camila gets the short side on the breakup for me is a sign that they won’t be associated in the future and bastards wouldn’t let that happen. They’re doing the still best friends things. Here will go for eventually supportive of “each other” fase.

The video of them in Oaxaca changes nothing real time or latergram. Gotta understand that everything that comes out is intentional. Nobody invaded her privacy: that was the goal all along. They expected fans to go and disturb her vacation. Maybe we’ll have a breakup told from the fans POV to look more real. Definitely something is up and it’s happening soon. Lauren indeed warned us just yesterday.”

So far so good! Right now we have the best friends card being used leading the GP to his side (like the dog) and picturing her as the big dumped, like she captioned to leave no doubts in people’s minds. Now inside sources will spill the tea management wants: a need gf that could not keep this Prince Charming and now is bitter and being a bitch about it.

My fear is that this fase 2 of the PR still may have a big stunt to come. Something scandalous enough. But I really hope they don’t have that kind of power after the end of the contract. For me they either going to the scandal route or to bring a third party to the post show (a new gf for him if the goal is to boost his image). Maybe both? A girl who he cheated on C.

This was only the first week and the narratives are still running. Hopefully towards a better place for our girl. Thanks again for reading this even if you prefer not to post it in the end. The subject is saturated I know, but you have something relevant to add.

Hello AnonTheory. The truth is that I don't know what kind of narrative they are going to put out after the breakup other than the one the diva is known to want for her next heartbroken album. With Camila I don't know, maybe she's the bad guy in the movie, because penises always need to be the poor abandoned idiots who give their all for the "woman they love" in a very toxic relationship to caught more attention so whatever. Sorry for others. I do not know. Camila has been criticized for having the dog when the circus always claimed the narrative of him being allergic to dogs so at least that part is fine. Regardless that I don't like to talk about that PR dog, a bit of coherence was needed.

And the truth is that I am not interested in what comes as long as Camila can have her time as a solo artist in peace, dear friend. That is all.

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jikookuntold · 3 years ago

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I Can’t Believe We Are Still Talking About This!

Disclaimer: The post you are going to read here, is my personal opinions, plus some evidence. A part of the incidents I mention in this post, is my own observation and the rest came from some trustable sources but yet I don’t claim to be 100% true because first, the sources can be wrong, second, the human mind is tricky and a long time has passed so I can’t claim everything I remember is true. Some of the incidents could get fact-checked, but some couldn’t because the receipts are gone.

First, I had no intention to write about this controversial subject because many people don’t like to bring this up, and I was with them, but it seems people have many questions about it, and they don’t know the details of the incidents. So, I concluded that maybe it’s not bad if we open up a little bit and discuss this subject from different points of view with more details.

But again, I have to clarify this post is not factual, it’s just the things I remember about the subject in a ranting way. This incident had and still has so many unclear aspects, and everything we say or claim is just a theory. I’m not intended to shade or hate anyone, therefore I’m not going to mention any full names here.

TW: Rumor, Suicide, Scandal, Conspiracy Theory

The Break

You all might know about the break the members had in summer 2019. When their Japan tour ended, and they did some shooting and interviews (like Summer Package), the LDF concert on August 11th was their last schedule and based on BH statement, they were free for 30 to 35 days.

At this time, the members posted updates about being on vacation, but there was not much coming from JK and JM, except JK posting on weverse about staying awake and eating ramen and JM thanking him for eating ramen because of him (it was interesting that JM answered JK’s post about ramen at the same week we had the run episode moment where JK told JM “This is my heart” while putting ramen in his plate). After that, JM posted the videos of Run bottle cap challenge on August 26th.

Anyways, it was pretty clear that JM and JK were together on their days off for at least two weeks since JK mentioned in Bon Voyage 4 (their first schedule after the break) that he didn’t meet any of the members except JM and JH in his days off and since JH was the resident of the same complex, this kinda approved the theory of living with JM. JM also approved this theory, but we will go on that later.

The Rumors

In late August (27th or later) JM’s photos in Paris leaked, and JK was seen in Seoul eating churros, and a photo of his knuckle tattoos started to spread. Everyone was confused, and it was too soon to believe anything. After JM coming back from Paris for JK’s birthday, and leaving for Hawaii the next morning (as he explained in his 12th October Vlive, that year) things started to get weird. I know I didn’t bring up the Paris incidents, and I don’t want to, because it has nothing to do with the subject.

I still haven’t mentioned the subject directly, but I think most of you have guessed it right. In early September 2019, the rumors of JK going to a tattoo shop in Seoul started to spread. At first, the majority of the fandom didn’t take it seriously since the tattoo shop denied the rumors of JK being there, and even the photo of someone backhugging a short-haired girl claiming to be JK got mostly ignored because the photo was low quality and the man in it didn’t look like him that much. This was the time we heard the news about JK going to Geoje Island for vacation, alone, after visiting his family in Busan.

The real deal started when he appeared at the airport on September 16th (the day they were leaving for filming Bon Voyage4 in New Zealand) when we saw his knuckle tattoos, and the rumors turned out to be true. At first, we were excited about him getting tattoos without even knowing if they are permanent or not. But on the same day, the storm came. A photo of JK (this one was clearly him) sitting with that short-haired girl, (LM) eating lunch broke the internet.

The photo was taken from an angle to make it look like they were together alone, but at least two other people (later we found out they were more) were already there, and it was nothing like the date the person behind the camera was trying to make it look. The hugging photo which was taken from the CCTV of a karaoke room resurfaced along with the restaurant photo, and at this time, almost everyone in the fandom started to believe that they are dating.

The Statements

The mess on social media was getting bigger, and everyone was waiting for an official statement from both sides. BH released the statement a few hours later, denying the rumors and no further explanation. Almost one day passed, and there was nothing from LM, not even a single word. Finally, she posted a statement on her Instagram account (which gained a crazy amount of followers, and she didn’t even go on private the whole time).

The statement was extremely shady and been deleted a few hours later. LM claimed that she wasn’t ignoring the situation, and she was afraid to say anything because she knew we won’t believe her. “I am not dating JK” she used this sentence twice in her statement, and at the end, she said “his “J M” tattoos are not our initials!” and made the situation way worse. But the funny thing is, this wasn’t even the shadiest thing she did.

As I said, she got lots of followers (nearly 100k) and interactions on her account and started to delete the negative comments as she should, but she liked multiple comments congratulating her, saying she and JK look good together and things like that. I heard she even liked a fan-art post, but it didn’t end here. When the member came back from New Zealand she posted a selfie with the caption “I have missed you”. At this point, it was clear that she was enjoying the situation and acting shady to make it worse and fuel the rumors and stay on top of the news. But this wasn’t limited to herself because her colleagues at the tattoo shop weren’t any better.

In those days, one of the close friends of LM at the tattoo shop told an ARMY that LM has a boyfriend and there is nothing other than friendship between her and JK. And guess what? The Tattoo shop manager fired him the next day. What was the reason? Were those rumors a booster for their business, and they didn’t want them to die down? The number of followers and attention they gained at that time can approve my point. They were getting the best free promotion, any business could ever have.

Don’t Forget Me!

A few days later, when the public, started to forget the rumors, someone from the tattoo shop (I don’t remember if it was LM herself or her friend) talked to the media about the harassment they were getting from the ARMY to play the victim role. This again fueled everything and made us think over the situation. Was it all a frame for JK? The evidence suggests that it could.

Let’s go back a few days in the timeline of the events. Why JK chose that tattoo shop? Because his 97liner friends recommended him to go there (apparently this line of friends, have matching tattoos either) LM herself is a 97liner, and she is friends with plenty of idols, male and female, so they sounded pretty trustworthy. At the tattoo shop, they (LM and her tattoo shop colleagues) recommended JK to spend his days off at a guesthouse in Geoje Island, and based on LM’s Instagram posts, they were there days before JK, waiting for him, to make it look like they run into him accidentally? I don’t know, but this is a stalker's behavior

After having lunch with LM and her friends at the restaurant (where Sasaeng were there, ready to take photos), they went to a karaoke room and JK, who was pretty drunk (based on what the karaoke manager said later) backhugged LM. But the Sasaengs couldn’t be there to take photos, so they (allegedly) bribed the karaoke employee to show them the CCTV footage and took a low-quality picture of it.

The biggest question is, if the Sasaengs weren’t there, how did they know there is something worthy in the CCTV to check? The answer is they weren’t the main culprit, and karaoke or tattoo shop employees or both were cooperating with them. I mean karaoke employees definitely cooperated with Sasaengs, but the tattoo shop benefited the most. So why not? Anyways, that photo and that moment was the most “intimate” thing they could capture to use against JK.

JK went on that trip with his manager (The guesthouse manager gave out this information later, the part that was lacking in BH statement which could close the speculations way easier and earlier) and stayed at that guesthouse for two days to rest, but everything went wrong from there. This incident has three sides, LM and tattoo shop, the Sasaengs, who were following JK as their full-time job, and the media/industry which was trying to ruin JK’s image. I’m going to talk about all these three but let’s continue with the first one, LM and the tattoo shop.

Almost one month after the incident, LM’s friend interviewed with Korean media and claimed that ARMYs keep harassing her to the point that she wants to commit suicide. This was another attempt to bring everything back on top, but this time, it was disgusting because she did this interview right after one of the famous faces of Kpop committed suicide (October 14th, 2019). She used the situation and the public’s emotions to play the victim role on a higher level. Before this, many believed that she was a victim of some crazy Sasaengs, and she had nothing to do with the incident (I’m clearly talking about the people who didn’t think the rumors are true) but after that, it was clear that she is an attention seeker.

But I think she wasn’t just an attention seeker. She benefitted a lot from the situation. Her business blew up, she became one of the most famous non-celebrities in Korea (if not in the world), and she was literally shipping with one of the most popular men on the planet, who doesn’t like that? Anyways, LM had several friends, foreign older friends who were interacting with I-ARMYs for some unknown reasons, and one of them exposed something very interesting. She said she feels sorry for LM because she thought she had a chance with JK and that chance is long gone. Besides, people saw some conversations between LM and her friends on her Instagram comments about finding an idol boyfriend for her. These conversations happened before the incidents but it’s interesting since LM has several idol friends.

LM had another comeback to the media at the end of October and the next and the last update about the situation, happened in early December when BH stated that they (BH and LM!) are suing karaoke for leaking the photo. But after almost two years, we don’t know how this ended up. The last and probably the worst thing happened in the final episode of Bon Voyage when JK unnecessarily apologized for his behavior. I know JK himself, wanted to do this apology but he didn’t have done anything wrong and didn’t owe any apology to ARMY or anyone else, even if the rumors were true.

A New Ship on the Shore

After that, LM did nothing shady except posting photos of JK’s arm tattoos or someone with similar tattoos in December 2020 explaining their meanings, which was a weird action. After the rumors, JK didn’t visit that tattoo shop ever, and now, an artist who works with BH does his tattoos (the same artist who has done JM’s tattoos). LM announced on April 2021, that she has a boyfriend and some of JK/LM shippers, quitted their beloved ship after that. But not all of them.

We believed that the rumors weren’t true from the day JK and BH denied them, but many people didn’t. They were strongly believing that BH is hiding the truth because it’s Kpop and in this industry, idols are not allowed to date openly, so they had no choice but to deny any dating rumors. But this wasn’t their only reason for their denial. The main reason was the way JK was misunderstood and misrepresented by this fandom (I have a post about it, you can check it here).

At this point, there are people out there, shipping JK and LM. They bring several “proofs” for them being real such as:

1. Having similar tattoos: LM had designed and done JK’s tattoos, so it’s pretty normal for them to have the same style, especially the hand tattoos since he hasn’t changed or added anything on that part. But his arm tattoos have changed a lot, and you can’t see a similarity in them. Besides, knuckle tattoos are very common among tattoo lovers.

2. Having eyebrow piercing: This is another common trend. JK loves piercings and tattoos, and it means nothing, literally.

3. Similar drawings: This one is a little bit tricky and it needs a back story and a conspiracy theory. On 13th May 2020, BH released a Bangtan bomb from MAMA 2019 backstage, where JK drew a sketch of the moon and stars on a whiteboard. On the same day, people started to make a fuss, because LM had a design on her Instagram, very similar to JK’s improvised sketch. The date of her post was 11th December 2019, but the day JK drew that sketch, was December 4th (MAMA ceremony), and this means LM posted her design one week later. So who copied who? Does JK saw that design somewhere in that tattoo shop and had it in his mind, and drew it subconsciously? I don’t think so. Because JK improvised it in front of the camera, and it was originally his idea. Do I think BH has some insiders who took the photo of that sketch and showed it to LM, and she took the idea and made it hers? This is exactly what I think because I trust JK, not LM, nor BH. And the timing of the posts and Bangtan bomb is on my side. Preach!

That’s it. These are the only proofs people bring to say something is going on between them, and the funny thing is, this hasn’t ended even after April when LM announced that she is dating (apparently she had broken up with the last boyfriend right after the rumors started, definitely not sus, lol) The only reason people made a huge deal of those two photos, was one word: Heteronormativity. If LM were a man, none of this would have ever happened. But since this fandom is obsessed with the idea of het-JK, they bought these rumors eagerly. Back to the subject, as I said earlier, the other sides benefitted from this situation. I mean Sasaengs and the media/companies who had a part in the incidents.

Sasaengs always follow their targets and collect photos and videos of them, but they barely share anything publicly because they are criminals, and if they get busted they will be punished by the law. They have their isolated communities and share their information inside those communities. Of course, there are many accounts on social media that claim to be Sasaengs and gain lots of followers, but most of them are fake, and the real ones don’t share information for free, they sell them for high prices. So, there are two possibilities, in this case, someone bought JK’s photos from Sasaengs and published them, or Sasaengs did it themselves because someone asked/ordered them. I can’t see any other possibilities. Sasaengs wouldn’t gain anything from publishing these photos, but other people would, and they are the ones who made this happen.

Who were they? LM herself and tattoo shop? The fansite who wanted to destroy JK’s career? Or BH, who wanted to punish JK for his boldness about getting tattoos and make him more obedient? Or the media and rival companies, who wanted a scandal for their enemy? Or the people who wanted to revive the idea of het-JK? All of these are plausible and I can’t prove or disprove anything, but you can read more about this in the post I linked before.

Did This Affect Them?

Here comes the most interesting part; how did this affect Jikook? Did it affect them at all? Let’s review the timeline of the events again, from this point of view. As I mentioned earlier, we believe Jikook were together until 27th August and then JM went to Paris without any plans and came back for JK’s birthday. On the selfie, he posted that night he had written: “I’m glad to see you after not seeing you for a few days” which confirms that they were together before JM’s unplanned trip. At this point, JK had started getting tattoos and had most parts of his knuckle tattoos done.

When JM left Seoul for Hawaii the next day, JK went to Geoje, and the incidents happened, but nothing was public yet. Then he got arm tattoos and added some new parts to his hand tattoos including J which makes an obvious JM on his ring finger (The part LM claimed that is “not” their initials lol). JK’s completed hand tattoos were not exposed until September 16th when they were at the airport to leave for New Zealand. It was the day all the theories and rumors started. But in Jikook’s point of view, it happened on the second day of their trip.

Now we can start to analyze their moments on Bon Voyage 4. Of course, this series doesn’t show everything, but it gives us some clues about the dynamic of their relationship on those days. The first day of the trip when they were at the airport and Thailand (?) was pretty normal, but after that, at some moments I felt a strange atmosphere between them which I decided to not read too much on. But I found out I wasn’t wrong when in the last episode, JK talked about the awkwardness he felt about the issue with the members.

Jikook had many cute and domestic moments in the first two episodes but the grand gesture happened on the third one when JK climbed a hill without telling anyone, to bring a chunk of snow for JM as a gift, and we all know how much JM loves snow. This was an undeniable romantic act, but do I think this had anything to do with the situation? I believe Jikook was unbothered by those rumors because they completely trust each other, but the image you make for the others is different from the things you know and believe. Maybe this was a grand gesture not just for JM, but for us either.

After coming back to Seoul, there was no news from them for more than two weeks, and then they left Korea for Riyadh. The remarkable moment in the Riyadh concert was related to JM’s birthday. The members had planned a surprise for JM on the stage (The concert was on October 11th one day before his official birthday in Korea) and when it happened, JM said that he was happy because he saw JK happy and JK played a big role in that surprise. Honestly, you have to be deep in love to be happy just because your significant other is happy, even if it’s your own birthday. Let’s not forget the vlive JM did the next morning, and some pretty obvious moments happened that I can’t discuss here, but I bet you already know what I’m talking about. And also JM exposed the things he did for JK’s birthday that year.

A few hours later, on 18:22 (1+8+2+2=13) on local time and 00:22 on Korean time (only 22 minutes after JM’s official birthday in Korea started), JK tweeted one of the most amazing birthday tweets of all time which is comparable to a love letter. I’m sure you know everything about these tweets, so I’m not going too deep on this, I’m only saying that this tweet also was a grand gesture. And let me make another conspiracy theory here. After the rumors started, every time we had a big Jikook moment, something was coming from LM the next day. For example, when JK made this historic tweet, the next day LM's friend was interviewed about committing suicide. Or when SYS Seoul concerts happened (one of the biggest Jikook feasts of all time) and LM herself was at the VIP seats with her friends, the next day she did another comeback to the media. These can be just coincidences, but… never mind.

I Never Thought I Would Fall for a Man

Let’s not forget about the most obvious statements JK made on his first public appearance after the rumors. On JH’s vlive on 24th September, JK said: “I never thought I would fall for a man”. He said these words about JH dancing at CNS music video, and it clearly had nothing to do with Jikook, but it had a deep meaning. We know JK is not a shallow person, and lately, he stated that he thinks a lot before doing anything. So this didn't come out of nowhere, he didn't spit this out without thinking, in THAT situation. You never say such a thing when the internet is exploding with your dating rumors with a girl, do you?

His words can translate to “Do you ever consider the possibility of me not being straight?” This is what I read from his words and his facial expression. Maybe you think I say this because I’m a shipper, and I have this shipping goggle that makes me see everyone gay and debunk any girlfriend rumors. Some people even ask childish questions like “if they are dating why they didn’t travel together?” There are 100 explanations for that, and any couple who have been together for more than two years can answer you. When you date someone, you don’t stick together 24/7. Everyone in a healthy relationship has individuality, and sometimes they want to spend time with friends or alone, especially when they already had a world tour together lol.

Anyways, maybe I have a different point of view as a shipper, but this is not the problem. I never have a problem with my ship not being real (which they have shown enough to know they are). In fact, I will be delighted if any of them announce their relationship freely and publicly, but they haven’t done it yet. JK denied the rumors and gave us lots of hints about the truth, and I’m not delulu for believing him. But if you think he has to be het for backhugging a girl or having an eyebrow piercing, you are the one who is delusional because you are living in a heteronormative world where boys and girls can’t be friends and everyone is straight unless they come out in public.

I really can’t believe this post turning to be this long, and I thank you for reading it all. You might ask why I cared enough to write +4000 words about some stupid rumors that happened two years ago. This is the main question. This had to be ended in September 2019, but many people didn’t want it to end, because they loved it, they enjoyed it, they gained from it, so they protracted it as much as they could, and heteronormative people supported it blindly because of their homophobia or Y/N fantasies or whatever reason they had. I can’t believe we are still talking about this!

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vinceaddams · 4 years ago

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obvs feel free to keep this private, but I got recommended the UFH channel by a friend of mine, haven't gotten around to watching anything from it. I trust your judgement on the content, but my friend considers it her main resource 🙃 of course, since you only watched a few videos you might not be able to answer this, but was there any specific really bad/unacademic approaches I should keep my eye out for that my friend might have adopted? we work on a historical festival together so im concern

(I was going to answer this privately but then it got really long and turned into a post I want to post.)

Oh dear! Well, It appears that the lady behind that channel only cares about the 20th century, so maaybe she’s got good stuff on the 20th century at least? I don’t know, but the 2 videos that I saw were so incredibly awful that I’m highly suspicious of all her stuff.

The first bad thing about her channel is that her videos all have a one or two sentence caption and nothing else. (I clicked on a few more just to check) No sources listed, no links of any kind except to her merch store. I don’t recall her mentioning any particular sources for any of the things she said in the videos either, she just declared them very matter of factly.

Good historians cite sources! Bernadette Banners’ video on the history of PPE has so many source links she ran out of room in the description box and had to put the rest of them on a page on her website. (Oh poo, now I feel a bit bad because I love Karolina Zebrowska but she really needs to do better with leaving source links. But she does talk about doing research, talk in a more nuanced way, and doesn’t present herself as an expert or academic, unlike the UFH lady.)

Good historians also embrace nuance, and aren’t afraid to say “I don’t know” or “I was wrong”. Presenting things in a “this person did this one big thing, and then this happened, and that caused this” kind of way isn’t good because history is more like “all these things happened and as far as we can tell it appears to have influenced this, which was also connected to this other stuff that we don’t know all that much about”. History is foggy and complicated, no matter how much the general public wants it to be simple.

Her description of herself also seems a bit... misleading? In her about page on youtube it says “Amanda Hallay, a college professor specializing in fashion, costume, and cultural history.” but if you look at the CV linked on her website the only degrees she has are in creative writing and art history. I’m not saying a person can’t be really knowledgable about something without a degree, but her whole online presence is about being a “professor” who teaches this stuff so I find it weird.

And if the 1850′s-60s video is anything to go by, she presents things in a shockingly unprofessional way. She starts off by saying she thinks these fashions are ugly and ridiculous and that she has some “theories of her own” on them. @marzipanandminutiae has a post with a lot more about what was wrong with that video, and a few others I haven’t seen. She claims that hoop skirts were oppressive cages when in reality they were a liberating garment that allowed women to achieve full skirts without the heavy layered petticoats they wore previously.

She posts a photo of a naked lady and says “Now lets start with a beautiful naked lady and cover her up with ugly and unflattering clothes. Now this sexy naked lady isn’t so sexy” I wish I was making this up but that’s almost word for word what she said. Along with a whole lot of untrue or exaggerated stuff about Victorian modesty. She says dresses with layered flounces were called “pagoda dresses”, which isn’t a term that anyone has ever used for those dresses. She says this is cut down from a longer video she uses for teaching class, and I find the thought of this being presented in a classroom quite appalling.

After spending about 95% of the video talking about womens fashion in an extremely condescending and disdainful tone of voice, she posts what appear to be the 5 biggest and most extreme examples of 19th century moustaches she could find, presenting them as if they were what every man looked like.

This part really grinds my gears, because she says “I haven’t said anything about menswear because there’s really not much to say.” She posts photos of suits from 5 different decades and says they’re basically all the same, and also basically the same as a modern suit. Excuse you, there is A LOT of difference between menswear of the 1850′s and the 1890′s. Yes the changes over the decades are more subtle, and the colours are often more subdued than in centuries past, but it is absolutely not (as she claims) “the century when men stopped doing fashion”. I personally am not hugely interested in 19th century mens fashion, and can tentatively date things in the first few decades but after the middle of the century I can’t. But people who are interested and who study that era can tell the decades apart. Because they’re different. And there is SO MUCH to talk about! Suits for different levels of formality, accessories, waistcoats, sportswear, sleepwear, knitwear, swimsuits, loungewear, underwear, etc. are all extremely different from their modern equivalents.

It’s perfectly fine to only study womens fashion if that’s what you’re interested in, but it is not okay to then declare that the history of mens fashion is worthless and nonexistent. Simply not being interested in a thing is no excuse for publicly shitting all over it. (I’ve seen people do this more than once. We already have so few men who do historical fashion stuff! Stop putting off newcomers who might be interested!!)

The fact that her online presence is so closed off is also highly unusual. Comments are turned off for her videos, and the only social media link she has is to a private facebook group. (There is also a link to a fb page, but it appears to have been deleted.) Turning off comments is of course the personal choice of the one posting the videos, but the fashion history side of youtube usually tends towards pretty decent comment threads, and people often have nice little discussions and learn stuff in them. Here it looks like she doesn’t want discussion, doesn’t want to be contradicted or asked for sources, doesn’t want to learn new things.

I had never even heard of this channel until I saw @marzipanandminutiae mention it, nor have I ever heard any of the many historical costumers/youtubers I follow mention it, yet somehow it has 55k followers? I don’t know the demographics that watch it (especially not with the comments turned off!) but I’d wager that videos like the 1850′s-60′s one I suffered through are mainly watched by people who like hearing things trash talked, rather than people who actually want to learn about fashion history. The same sort of people who loved that Beau Brummell twitter thread, which was also full of lies and unsourced garbage. People like to believe the past was way worse and grosser than it was because it makes them feel like we’re smarter and better now.

Lastly, the whole premise of the channel is just bad. Calling any one thing “The Ultimate Fashion History” is a bad idea. Her channel trailer says “Youtube’s number one channel for original fashion history content” “we’ve got it all, fifty thousand years of fashion history”. You can’t have one channel that’s the ultimate resource for ALL of fashion history! It’s a huge, HUGE subject, and even if she did do actual good research she’d barely be able to scratch the surface of fifty thousand years. That’s like saying one channel is the ultimate source for all of science, or all of music, or all of cooking. No one thing can come close to covering all of it. I will deign to admit that she’s at least right to call it “original”, because she has some very original lies I haven’t found anywhere else.

Most people who study fashion history/historical sewing have one or several eras they like best and find most interesting, perhaps with occasional jaunts into other eras. This way we can focus and get a much better understanding of the eras that we find most interesting, rather than just a vague notion of everything.

For example: I’m most interested in 18th century menswear, and so far have mainly researched and sewn 1785-95 stuff, and more recently some 1730′s. I usually focus on fashionable civilian clothing, so I don’t know as much about working class clothes, and next to nothing about military and other occupational dress. Even with this narrow area of interest, which I’ve been obsessed with for many years, I still have so much to learn! I could never make anything claiming to be the ultimate source for 18th century menswear, because I’m just one person focusing on some aspects, and there are other people out there who research other aspects of it and their work is just as important. It’s all so big and so much, even if you narrow it down to one era.

Amanda Hallay is basically holding up a bucket of saltwater and calling it the ocean.

I haven’t watched any of her 20th century videos, so maybe they’re better than the older ones I watched. I don’t know. (But even if they’re actually good they still don’t have source links.) Edit: okay, nope, turns out they’re just as bad! They appear to make up the vast majority of her videos, so if she’s most interested in the 20th century then maybe she should just... make her channel more clearly 20th century focused instead of trying to paint it as a channel for all eras?

TL;DR, the main bad things about that channel are:

Lying and making ridiculous claims, not citing ANY sources. Spouting easily debunked myths.

Stating things matter of factly without any nuance, even though history is foggy and complicated.

Being extremely judgemental about historical fashions and talking about how much she hates them and thinks they’re ugly, which really isn’t appropriate for a fashion history teacher. You can hear the disgust in her voice and it’s awful and I hate it.

Comments turned off on all her videos, leaving no way to communicate or have public discussions. Unknowing viewers are left to accept her statements as fact without any outside opinions.

Claiming one channel is the ultimate channel for an incalculably enormous subject. Says it covers 50,000 years of fashion history when it’s mostly just the 20th century.

I would like to add that I am not what I would consider an expert either, and have no formal education in fashion history beyond the one college class that was part of my 2 year sewing course. I have learned mainly from books and the internet, and as I said earlier I still have a huge amount to learn. I’m sure a more knowledgable historian could put things better than I have.

But I’m confident in stating that primary sources are needed to back up a claim! Sometimes even widely accepted beliefs turn out to be entirely unfounded myths, like that one about doctors using vibrators to treat “hysteria”. Total nonsense someone made up in 1999.

Wow this post got way longer than intended. Anyways, yes, I do not like condescending slideshow lady.

#dongiovannitriumphant #ask #irksome things #fashion #history #long post

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fallingappleshurt · 4 years ago

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Secrets to Save You

It’s here!! The main storyline for my Dancing and Fighting with Fire AU!

TW: Light swearing, non graphic injury description

This first chapter might be a bit boring but I promise you I have a plans

Anyways, hope you enjoy

Chapter 1. Withering Attacks

“Listen, all I’m saying is, your body is completely unnatural, I mean, who can bend like that?” Wilbur said, tipping his head to the side. It was a normal Friday so far, Techno and Wilbur were walking towards the second circle, on their way to pick up Tommy from Tubbo’s family stall.

“Maybe you’re the unnatural one,” Techno said, “Cause those tricks seem pretty natural to me, so, maybe it’s just you.”

“You’re the weird one,” Wilbur retorted, “I don’t know anyone else that can do that-”

“Just because you don’t know anyone else doesn��t mean that they aren’t out there. An old friend of mine-”

“Oh here you go again, back at it about ‘your old friends’, I’m starting to think that they are just imaginary!” Wilbur teased, Techno scoffed and shoved him lightly.

“So you’re projecting onto me now? Very classy Wilbur but I guess that’s to be expected of the Dirty Crime Boy now isn’t it-”

A thundering blare shook the ground, cutting Techno off, instinctively he reached for his sword only to remember that he left it at home. He shoved Wilbur into an alley, in a ditch attempt to protect him, whipping around to find the source of the noise. He saw smoke rising in the distance.

“That looks close to Tubbo’s stall,” Wilbur spoke from behind him, trailing off.

“Tommy,” Techno breathed. That kicked both of the boys back into action. Wilbur started running down the street, there were already some people streaking away from the smoke, screaming.

“We gotta go make sure he’s okay!”

“Wait!” Wilbur turned and saw Techno pulling at a creaky old fence gate.

“This way is much faster,” He forced the gate open, “Hope your climbing skills still hold up!” He said, pulling Wilbur into an alleyway, hoping to avoid any crowds or people in general trying to escape or see the commotion.

Racing forwards, dodging past garbage cans and distressed stray animals, Wilbur called for Techno to slow down or at least say what direction they were going but Techno was on full auto pilot.

Running through a vacant lot, making sure not to step on a pothole he was starting to come up on a stonewall blocking the exit. Techno sped up, jumping onto a dumpster then propelling himself over the wall.

He landed hard but didn’t falter, immediately scanning the area, half of the market was in shambles.

Smoldering pieces of wood clung onto houses and stalls, shattered glass and rubble littered the street, merchandise and shredded cloth lay broken on the ground. Some shops were completely destroyed, pots and pans, and artwork was strewn about.

Guards had already made it there, some were ushring people away, others were taking notes of the damage, one was walking away with a rattling sack, and one was trying to keep a hold on Tommy.

“Let me go! I have to check on him! He-”

“Tommy!” Wilbur said, apparently having made it over the wall, he rushed forwards, trying to get in between the guard and his brother. “Are you okay? What happened?” He asked, checking Tommy over for injuries, besides a nasty cut on his cheek he looked fine.

“One of the shop keepers had tried to open a portal to the nether inside their shop but something malfunctioned and it blew up, a few mobs got out but we have everything under control,” The guard stated, “But just to be safe you should get back to your homes-”

“What does this have to do with Tommy?” Wilbur asked sharply, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“This boy doesn’t have an ID so I was going to take him back to the outpost-”

“We are his guardians,” Techno cut in, chest tight, “He’s our little brother.”

“I need proof, does he have an ID?”

“It’s not with us,” Techno lied, staring at the guard, “He forgot it at home today when going to school but I can assure you he’s ours.”

“That isn’t eno-”

“Let go of my brother.” Techno didn’t back down, neither did the guard. After a few moments Wilbur cut through the silence.

“Sir, please, don’t you have something more important you could be doing? Just let us take our little brother,” He said, hopefully.

The guard pondered it for a moment before begrudgingly letting go of Tommy, “Fine but if I find him again without his ID he’s coming with me.” Then he stalked off.

Techno watched him as he went, making sure he didn’t try and grab Tommy again.

“Tommy what happened? Where is Tubbo and his family?” Wilbur asked, Tommy shifted his feet.

“So me and Tubbo were just hanging out when the wall of the shop blew in and a piece of wood hit me across the face-which doesn’t hurt ‘m fine Wilbur stop it- and Sparkles told us to hide in the back so we hid in the storage closet,” He gestured behind him at the ruined shop.

“Then we heard Sparkles shout, Tubbo started panicking and ran out, yelling about the Captain and he picked up a sword and it was so cool! He started fending off these creepy black skeletons when-” He stopped suddenly, hand starting to shake.

“Tommy?” Wilbur prompted after a minute, Tommy swallowed, blinking rapidly.

“Then the skeleton slashed him across the chest and he screamed, Sparkles showed up and knocked its head off but he grabbed Tubbo and ran off, saying something about infection but, I saw the wound and- and- it looked so bad.” He broke off, shoulders hunching in. Techno felt a lump in his throat.

Wilbur wrapped his arms around him as Tommy started to shake, “It-it was bleeding a lot and-and the edge were turning black then that guard came up and asked for my ID but all I could think about was how Tubbo was wearing his favorite shirt but now it’s ruined and-”

Wilbur hushed him gently, tightening his hold. “Tubbo will be okay, don’t you worry Tommy, he’s a strong lad, he’ll be just fine,”

“But he-”

“You just told me that he took on a monster all by himself, I’m sure that he’ll heal in no time and that you guys will be playing baseball and getting up to stupid shit.”

Tommy laughed wetly, “I wanna do stupid shit with him,” Wilbur didn’t chastize him on swearing, neither did Techno. Techno placed a hand on Tommy’s head, messing with his hair absentmindedly. He hadn’t seen the monster but he already knew it was a Wither Skeleton and that Tubbo most likely had Withering. Tubbo was a strong kid but not many people survived that poison.

But he couldn’t tell Tommy that.

Not right now.

So he didn’t, he just stood there, playing with his hair until Wilbur pulled away, “I know you’re worried about Tubbo but Phil is probably worried about us, so we should head home and get that cut taken care of.”

Tommy nodded. Before leaving Wilbur walked back into the shop, grabbing Tommy’s backpack off the floor, dusting off dirt and wood chippings.

As he came back out, Techno grabbed his shoulder, “I’m going to go check on Tubbo,” He whispered, Wilbur nodded heading down the street with Tommy in tow, trying to get Tommy to tell him about school.

Techno waited till they were rounding the corner before jogging down the street, looking for a medical tent, they were too far from the actual hospital for Tubbo so they had to be close by.

He kept running until a small white tent with red hearts on the flaps came into view, outside was the Captain himself, pacing back and forth. Techno skidded to a halt next to him.

“Tommy told me what happened, how is Tubbo? Did he get withering?” Techno tried not to sound desperate, hoping that it was just a little cut and maybe Tommy had just seen things strangely during the whole fascisco.

The Captain sighed, “Three deep claw marks down his chest, he’s lost some blood and has withering.”

Techno’s heart dropped, “What about the milk remedy? That has to do something, I bet if you administer it quickly it’ll draw the poison ou-”

“It’s not just that, we are doing the milk remedy but the cuts are too deep, he probably won’t survive the shock of it all, the poison, or the infections from the gashes.” The Captain’s hands were clenched at his sides, shaking, his eyes were tired.

“It’s a shame I can’t make potions, I know how to but I don’t have the resources to get the materials, or hell even buy one myself but alchemy is a rich man's game.” His voice was bitter and brittle.

Techno frowned, he wasn’t going to give up that easily. Maybe Tubbo would beat the odds and survive it, maybe he could steal a potion? No that was too risky, potions were kept in high security places. Or he could try and get into the Nether himself- Then it hit him.

He needed to visit a certain blue bastard.

“Captain, you know how to make potions?” He asked, “And all you would need are the materials?”

The Caption nodded, “Yes, I just need some blaze rods and powder and some nether wart. I have everything else.”

“So if I could get you that then you would be able to save Tubbo?”

“Hopefully yes,” The Captain said hesitantly, “Techno what are you planning?”

“Nothing,” Techno said, “Nothing at all, I just have to talk to a friend.” He turned to leave then spun on his heels.

“By the way, we never had this conversation.” Then he started off towards the fourth ring to talk to Skeppy.

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codename-adler · 4 years ago

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Kevin Day and his Oblivious Literature Lover, pt.IV

In times of college finals, aftg is my coping mechanism of predilection. hope it helps some :)

>> Table of Contents,TW and other parts here!

i’ll let you guess what Kevin and Juliet chose for their project

oh, yes

the letters of Hamilton, Eliza and John + Hamilton: The Musical

i will fight you on this

at first, when Juliet suggests it, Kevin stares at her so hard bc really?? a musical??

but then she lends him the 50$ leatherbound official book of the musical (you know the navy blue and beige one? you know what i’m talking about, right?) and reads it all in one evening and wow

lin-manuel miranda? genius. ron chernow? Genius. alexander hamilton? Dumb Genius.

oh yeah and Juliet? Absolutely mind-blowing genius.

as Andrew & Neil grow closer and the match agaisnt the Ravens rounds the corner, Kevin finds himself looking more and more forward to the time spent at the library with Juliet

she is just so focused on their project and so oblivious as who he really is and doesn’t really care if sometimes he is more anxious, if freaks over everything to be perfect, if he babbles on&on&on&on about any bit of history he discovered

she’s just there, smirking, stiffling her laughs and asking for more

they’ve exhanged phone numbers and she installed snapchat on his, and although he never sends her anything, she always has a short video and a funny caption that pop up from time to time; they’re that little reminder that the world goes on outside of exy and that he exists outside of exy

she introduces him to funny videos and he didn’t know absolute dumb shit could make him snort??

his favorite is the peanut butter baby

at first the Foxes give him this judgemental look when he ugly-snorts in the locker room or at Eden’s, but eventually they just get that glint in their eyes as if they were in on the jokes

sometimes, Juliet’s so focused on writing down bullet points in her notebook, peeling the skin off her lips, so unaware of Kevin’s personal hell of a life, that he just wants to spill out everything

although he’s not sure if it’s because he wants her to know him and stay, or because he wants her to reject him and therefore spare himself the trouble of getting attached...

she takes the decision for him

on a Thursday afternoon, on their planned study session, she doesn’t show up

she doesn’t answer her phone either

he even tries out a completely blacked out snap with “r u alive?” in caption

no answer

he gives her space, sending her occasional cat videos he thoroughly researches

if she watches them, she doesn’t say anything

on Monday afternoon, she doesn’t come to class

that’s when the panic Kevin’s been reigning in just... bursts

what if it’s Riko?

what if it’s the Master?

what if it’s Ichirou?

what if, somehow, it’s the Butcher’s people?

that afternoon’s practice is hell for the Foxes, Kevin is ruthless and an asshole and very agressive

Dan waits for him outside the boys’ locker room as all the other Foxes leave (not even Andrew and Neil want to wait for him)

“Spit out your goddamn problem before I tell Coach to bench you next game”

oh, how Kevin wants to cuss her out

and then he looks at her face, ready to vomit words, when he sees her worrying her lips

just like Juliet

it shouldn’t be enough to make him tear up, but it does

he still manages to keep as much of the truth to himself as he possibly can

“My EAL partner isn’t responding to my messages or my calls and she didn’t even come to class today and it stresses me the fuck out and what if it’s like with Neil, Dan?” he says in one breath, trying to tear out the net of his racket

Dan recomposes her face and gets that very serious look, the one she usually gets when someone touches her family

“It’s not, Kevin. That’s over. We got Neil back, we got you back, you got Jean back. The team didn’t even know who that person was. The most info we’ve gathered is what you just told me now. Yeah there are some bets but it’s mostly for funsies, nothing even remotely serious. You wanna look for her?” she soothes him.

“I don’t even know...”

“She lives on campus?” she asks.

“I don’t- I don’t know, Dan. I spent months with her and I can’t even vaguely say where she lives! How fucked up is that?” Kevin yells.

“It’s not even remotely fucked up, Kevin. You should know that. Does she have instagram? twitter? Or like, facebook?” she questions some more.

“God, I don’t know. She only sends me stupid fucking videos and I never even respond like the goddamn asshole I am...”

“Shut up. We’re all assholes at the end of the road, ‘kay? You ain’t better or worse than others. Now she sends them to you in text or somewhere else?”

“Sometimes texts... Sometimes the yellow app, the chat one. Why.”

“Oh great, that’s great. We can locate her, with snapchat, if she forgot to turn off the sharing. And if you’re comfortable with that, too. I know you’re not a creep like that. You’re creepy sometimes, don’t get me wrong. But, not a creep.”

“Gee, thanks, Dan.”

“Hey, shush. You down or what?” she says, arching an eyebrow.

“Okay,” he answers, unable to make the fear go away without knowing for sure.

And so it turns out Juliet’s location is, in fact, knowable. Dan grabs one of Kevin’s shoulders as he leaves the court, squeezing her affection into her grip; he nods emotionally in her direction, as far as emotions can translate unto his face.

he doesn’t even know what he’ll do once he finds her, his brain is solely focused on the animated map that brings him closer and closer to Juliet

the more he progresses, the more he realizes he is far from Fox Tower, on a campus area he has never even seen

he stops before a decrepit building, old and moldy-looking

Jackie Kennedy Hall

student dorms? this shabby? she can’t possibly live-

except that she can, because there isn’t another building close and the map has brought him here, and he doesn’t really know her...

so Kevin straightens his shoulders, inhales deeply, and goes inside

he could go on and on and on about everything that is just wrong with the place, from the smell to the decoration, but he makes a beeline for the front desk (he’s lucky there’s even one)

he asks for a way to contact someone, flashes his press smile at the women behind the desk, gives up his ID in exchange for the room number

Juliet Grier, 418

stairs, stairs, stairs, stairs

heavy door, right, 412, 414, 416...

418

what, now?

Kevin hesitantly knocks once, twice

no answer

he knocks again and decides to speak up, in case she didn’t hear

“Juliet? It’s Kevin. Day. From EAL? Can I speak with you?”

still nothing

maybe she isn’t home... no, the map says she’s here. maybe she’s sleeping...

he decides to try one last time

“We really should finish that project, you know? I think we could both use the free time...” he says without his heart into it.

without surprise, no response still

he decides to take a loose paper from his sachel and writes down some words

Greetings Hi,

My friend Dan helped me look for you, but you don’t have to worry about your privacy; it’s because of the yellow app. You should turn that off if you don’t want other people to be nosy.

You weren’t in class today. I’ll share my notes if you want them. But, you should come to class, it’s better. For learning.

I’ll wait a few in case you’re asleep.

Text me or call me or whatever when you’re ready.

- Kevin D. (your partner from EAL)

quick, efficient, to the point

Kevin slips the paper under the door, and waits

he refreshes the map too many times, to see if her location changed or if somehow there was a glitch

it stays put

he ends up sitting on the hallway floor, his back sliding down the wall

he catches up on a book for another class, checks exy stats and watches many, many videos of Jeremy Knox on the court and in interview

some students pass him with a nasty look, eyeing the lack of earphones on his phone

some other students walk by him and will themselves to keep going, because holy shit it’s Kevin Day in Jackie Hall

it’s at least an hour and a half before the doorknob slowly and quietly starts to click

Kevin was absorbed deep into whatever move Knox was making before scoring

the 418 door opens

Kevin gets up in one move, all things Jeremy Knox and exy forgotten

she’s loosely holding Kevin’s paper in one hand, the other clutching a large scarf that covers up the majority of her body

from what he can see, though, she’s wearing sweats from head to toe; her hair’s tied on the top of her head, but most of the curls escaped and it looks unwashed and her curls, dry

her skin’s turned pale, dark circles under her eyes, a haggard look in them, her cheeks stained with dry tears

Juliet looks terrible

“Hi...” Kevin attempts

she finally looks up from the paper and gives him a bored look that could rival Andrew’s

with a rough voice strained from cries and many days without speaking, she asks, “My EAL partner?”

“Well, yes. In case.”

“In case of what.”

“I-”

“I know who you are, Kevin.”

and isn’t that both his most ardent wish and his worse fear?

with that, she turns around and goes back to her dark room, leaving the door open behind her

is that... an invitation?

Kevin’s never been to another person’s place, apart from the Columbia house, Abby’s and Wymack’s

he reminds himself why he came in the first place and decides it would be a waste to leave now, right?

the small studio is a mess, much like its occupant

there are clothes everywhere, on the floor, on a chair, on the bed, on the desk

all the curtains are drawn, no light is on, the only source coming from Juliet’s laptop somewhere amongst her bedsheets

it’s like she made herself a nest and hasn’t moved from there for a long time

maybe even since last Monday, the last time he saw her

Kevin doesn’t understand the scene he has before his eyes

he’s never seen such apathy in someone that is not Andrew

and at this point, apathy is pretty much Andrew’s default state of being

not Juliet’s

Juliet is a soft glow, toothy grins, wild curls, countless jumpers, dumb jokes and references, color-coded notes, an organized mind, unwavering focus and determination, flowing words and warm, kind eyes...

so what is this?

then Kevin realizes he spoke aloud

and Juliet can only chuckle sadly, almost mockingly

“This? This is why I don’t have friends. This is why I don’t mix with people. This is why I’ll never amount to anything in life. This is my dirty laundry, both metaphorically and literally. This is it. That’s... That’s it. This is what I get,” she answers flatly

Kevin’s mind is spinning

he doesn’t understand

he needs to understand, though

“Explain it to me,” he says

Juliet looks at him like a brick just hit him on the head and made him speak Swedish

“Why.”

“Because, surely there’s a way to work with it.”

she laughs

it doesn’t reach her eyes, nor her lips or her cheeks

it’s just a desperate sound

it makes him think of Andrew again

and that gives him an idea, a gut feeling, if you will

“Can I try something out?” he asks

“Kevin... I can’t- I’m tired... It’s not a good idea... I’m tired, Kevin,” Juliet responds, pain noticeable in her voice and her movements slow

“I know, I- I know. Someone I know... He plays this game. It’s really not a game, it’s more like a communication thing. He calls it “A Truth for a Truth”. In exchange for something I tell you, you tell me something. And in exchange for something you tell me, I’ll tell you something else. It’s made me... work through some things... before,” Kevin explains calmly

Juliet keeps on observing him from her bed, silent

“Look, can I just stay here to do homework? I have nowhere to go right now,” Kevin asks, almost blurting out “Please” before Andrew’s ghost caught it in his throat

she lies back down, burries herself in her covers, a silent “yes”

Kevin ends up falling asleep sitting on the floor, books open, head resting at the end of Juliet’s bed

he wakes up around 2 AM

he’s got multiple texts from Aaron and Nicky, one from Andrew, and one from Dan

“told everybody you spent the night at Coach’s. take care.”

he silently vows to thank her later

now he either really goes to Wymack’s to finish his night there, or... he stays exactly where he is

Juliet is still sleeping soundly

in a haze, he palms for a pillow or cushion, pulls his hoodie on and lies back down on the carpeted floor

he’s only awaken in the late morning when he brutally gets stepped on

“What the shit?? Kevin! How...???” Juliet yells

“Um, ow? No, no, don’t apologize so quickly. You just, you know, crushed my lungs and a couple of ribs, no worries, Jules!” Kevin groans

“Ju- you know what? I’m not sorry. Right now I gotta pee, so you better have a damn good explanation when I get back,” she replies and leaves her room to go to the bathroom at the end of the hall

instead of dread, Kevin feels calm about the upcoming conversation

he doesn’t prepare lies, doesn’t run away, doesn’t resort to assholery

he just stays put where he is on the floor, snuggles deeper into his hoodie, and waits for relief, for the truth

he waits for Juliet

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hotpinkhoshi · 5 years ago

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the pact (1)

pairing: jinyoung x reader

genre: romance, smut, a lil angst

warnings: sexual content, cursing, alcohol, cliche fwb to lovers, fuckboy!jb

word count: 6.5k

summary: you desperately need to get over your decade-long crush on lim jaebeom, and your close friend jinyoung needs to get over his ex—so the two of you make an arrangement: just sex, no feelings. what could go wrong?

A/N: this is the first fic i’ve posted in yearrsssss so please be kind! also, if there are any weird formatting issues please let me know, i had a hell of a time posting this and mostly could only edit on my ipad so it’s been rough. hopefully it looks normal on both the app and desktop website but if it doesn’t, send me a message!

↳ index here

This was not how movie night was supposed to have gone.

You’d had a rough day at work, only looking forward to one thing all day—having all your friends over for your monthly movie night that inevitably always ended up as a mess. Your co-worker, Yugyeom, and his best friend Bambam were usually the culprits, turning every movie into a drinking game. You’d come to expect it after the third time you’d had to push Bam out before he puked on your carpet.

Your two bedroom apartment was barely big enough for you, your roommate, and your four closest guy friends, but you made it work every month and it was just what you’d needed tonight after the day you’d had.

It wasn’t usually difficult work managing a bookstore, but this week had been one of your lowest yet with sales, and you’d had to field multiple customer complaints as well as employee drama. It’d been enough to build tension in your shoulders and make you especially thirsty for Yugyeom’s special sodas—three parts alcohol, one part Sprite.

It didn’t help that you’d just seen your longtime crush, Jaebeom, post on his Instagram story that he was out with a mystery girl you didn’t recognize but had everything you didn’t. Stylish clothes, ridiculous curves, natural beauty, and most importantly, she had Jaebeom.

You’d been pining after Jaebeom for as long as you could remember—since you were in middle school with him and Jinyoung, at least. You’d had a decent amount of boyfriends in the ten years that had passed since then, yet you couldn’t shake your infatuation.

To make your infatuation even worse, three weeks ago, you’d been out with the guys and when you ran into Jaebeom, he was three shots deep and you ended up making out with him in the men’s bathroom. It wasn’t quite the romantic encounter you’d built up in your head, but still. He had a way of kissing you that made you feel like maybe he’d been wanting you just as badly this entire time. But then that was it—besides a couple of random text messages, you’d barely spoken to him since then.

So you’d gone a little overboard and ended up on the kitchen floor, your head resting on your roommate Sana’s lap while Transformers played in the living room and the boys argued over autobots and decepticons.

“I just—he texted me last week, I told you, right? He asked what I was doing, but it was two in the morning so I didn’t see it until I woke up...”

Sana stroked your hair and let out an exasperated sigh. “You want me to be honest with you, right?”

“Yes, please.”

“Jaebeom is a textbook fuckboy. He texted you because he was horny and his other playthings probably ignored him, so you were likely the first female’s name that he saw while scrolling through his contacts.”

It was a harsh truth, but deep down you knew she was right. Still, it wasn’t so easy to just brush it off and forget about it. You couldn’t help wondering what exactly was wrong with you, why you weren’t good enough for him. Sure, you were a little bookish, and you weren’t skilled in the art of seduction, but he had kissed you. That meant something, didn’t it?

“Besides, I don’t even get why you like him so much. He doesn’t even have a real job—“

You interrupted, “He’s a musician!”

“—I said a real job. He’s not a musician, he’s a DJ that sometimes posts half assed thirty second clips on Soundcloud with vaguely sexual titles.”

You pouted, knowing that she was right, and buried your face into her lap. “But he’s so pretty,” you whined.

Sana rubbed your back like the good best friend she was. “I know, Y/N. I know. But he’s a scumbag, and there are better guys out there. Like, millions of them. He’s not worth laying on your kitchen floor crying over.”

“Who’s she crying over?”

You lifted your head to see Jinyoung standing in the kitchen doorway with the empty bowl of popcorn. Sighing, you pulled yourself up from the floor and slumped against the counter. “Is Jaebeom dating someone?”

Jinyoung raised an eyebrow and set down the popcorn bowl, then grabbed a fresh beer out of the fridge. “How should I know?”

“I don’t know, you’ve known him forever,” you replied with a shrug. “Don’t guys like, tell each other that stuff?”

“No,” Jinyoung answered with a snort. “We say, ‘hey, what’s up, man? How’s life?’ And then we give a noncommittal response, say we should grab a drink sometime to catch up, and then we never do.”

You pursed your lips together, crossing your arms. “Well, he posted one of those mirror selfies with some girl I’ve never seen before. The caption was ‘late night with bae’.”

You were saved a snarky response from Sana when there was a sudden raise in the volume in the living room, indicating the guys were getting out of hand again. Someone was yelling about spilled soju and Bambam was making noise simply to make noise, it seemed.

“If they stained the couch, I’m going to kill them,” she muttered before huffing off, prepared to put her foot down and wrangle the boys back to a reasonable sound level. Your neighbors had already called the landlord last week when Jackson stood out on the balcony belting out Boyz II Men at passing men and women.

While Jinyoung rinsed out the popcorn bowl, you scrutinized him. He was an acceptable man, right? He had a steady job at a publishing house, he was polite, kind, and made you laugh. He always surprised you with advanced copies of your most anticipated reads and he was probably the source of half the sales at your store. And yet, there were no butterflies when you looked at him. Not like there were when you saw Jaebeom.

But he was attractive, objectively. Jackson had told you the last time you’d bothered him for advice that the best way to get over someone was to get under someone new. And sex didn’t always have to mean anything between friends...

“Why are you staring?” Jinyoung asked when he finally noticed you were practically studying him.

You shook your head quickly. “Nothing.”

After grabbing a water bottle to sober up, you headed back into the living room to finish watching the movie. Clearly this train of thought was the result of too many special sodas, considering you’d never once in your life looked at Jinyoung as more than a close friend. It had always been about Jaebeom for you.

Besides, he’d dated Yeri for five years. Two of those were long distance while she studied in the states, and they’d broken up just a couple of months ago not long after she returned. Maybe that was why you’d never seen him as an option.

Two hours later, Bambam and Yugyeom had abandoned your movie night after being invited out to a new club by some pretty girls. It was predictable at this point, and you’d rather have them getting smashed out on the streets than in your apartment.

Sana had left you, Jackson, and Jinyoung with the task of cleaning up fallen popcorn and throwing away the many empty bottles scattered throughout the apartment. She’d cleaned up last month, it was your turn this time.

You felt almost sober by the time everything was cleaned up and Jackson left to meet up with the other boys, unable to resist a night out. By the time you collapsed onto the couch and switched the TV off, the only remains of your alcohol was the heaviness in your limbs.

Jinyoung dropped onto the couch next to you, propping his feet up on the coffee table. “Tired?” he asked you, brows raised.

“A little.” You shrugged and pulled your legs onto the couch underneath of you, wrapping your arms around yourself. “Mostly just exhausted from the week. I think it’s just now hitting me.”

“Mm,” he agreed, letting his head fall back against the back of the couch. “Me too. Tonight’s the first time I got to leave the office before eight o’clock.”

You scoffed, shaking your head at him. “You work too hard.”

Jinyoung chuckled. “I like my job. I enjoy the work, most of the time. Keeps my mind occupied.”

That, you understood. You’d always been one to ignore your life’s problems by throwing yourself into work, and you knew it was one of the reasons you’d never had a successful relationship and found it hard to keep friends outside of the circle you’d always had.

Or, there could have been one other reason you hadn’t ever been able to stay with one person for too long—Jaebeom. As pathetic as it sounded, you’d always compared other guys to him, and they fell short every time.

You caught your mind wandering to him yet again and mentally slapped yourself. That was it, you had to find a way to forget about him. Once and for all.

“How did you get over Yeri?” You asked, somewhat abruptly. It caught Jinyoung off guard, you could tell. He’d been broken up with her for almost two months now, and hadn’t mentioned her in almost as long.

Jinyoung furrowed his eyebrows, chewing at his lip for a moment as if carefully choosing his words. “I don’t— I mean, maybe I’m not. Over her.”

Now it was your turn to be surprised. “You’re not? But it’s been two months, and I just kind of figured...”

He shrugged. “Some days are better than others. But every now and then, I feel like... like I’m still waiting for her to come back, and my whole life is on pause until she does.”

As far as you knew, Yeri had been the one to end things. Jinyoung was just too busy with work, he stayed late almost every night and she’d gotten tired of trying to schedule quality time with him weeks in advance. At least, that was as much as Jackson had told you.

You had no idea it would still be weighing on him, though. Jinyoung, of all people, was rarely shaken by anything. Always calm, calculated, and steady. No matter how long you’d known him, this was possibly the most he’d ever opened up to you.

“Sana thinks I need to get over my crush on Jaebeom,” you said as a slight change in subject, mostly because you had no experience in comforting Jinyoung and couldn’t begin to think of a proper response. “You know, for good.”

“You do,” Jinyoung responded with a light chuckle. “You’ve been obsessing over him since we were teenagers, and I have no idea why.”

You propped your sock covered feet on the coffee table, tipping your head back against the couch. “I don’t really know, either. I guess I just always thought... he’d settle down and want something serious, you know? He’d be done with the partying, the one night stands, the DJing, and he’d want...”

Trailing off, you chose not to finish the sentence because it was just too pathetic to say out loud. He’d want me.

Jinyoung was silent for a while before he leaned his shoulder into yours, a subtle gesture of comfort. “You deserve a lot better than him.”

When you were silent in response, Jinyoung nudged you again, more firmly this time. “Hey, you believe me, right? Don’t waste your worries on him, Y/N. There really are millions of better guys out there.”

Truthfully, you wanted to believe Jinyoung but there was still that nagging voice at the back of your head. Every relationship you’d ever had, and there weren’t many, had ended terribly. You’d been cheated on, lied to, and straight up ghosted. It was hard not to think maybe you were the problem.

You weren’t the most beautiful girl out there, you’d accepted that long ago. Not that you were hideous, but you knew there wasn’t much about your appearance that stood out to the average passerby. Looks weren’t everything, but they were still important.

“Would you have sex with me?” You blurted, realizing maybe you weren’t so sober after all. “I mean, hypothetically?”

Jinyoung’s eyes widened and he stifled a cough, looking at you like you had two heads. “Sorry?”

“I mean,” you cleared your throat and stood up in front of him. Long sweater, leggings, faded makeup and all. “You’re a guy. If you saw me at a bar, or just walking on the street. Would you want to have sex with me?”

The tips of Jinyoung’s ears instantly turned a deep shade of pink and it looked for a moment as if he was trying to keep his eyes anywhere except your body. “I—“ he shook his head, then finally made eye contact with you. “Yes.”

It was a new feeling, seeing Jinyoung flustered like this. It didn’t happen often, but you had to bite your lip to keep from grinning. It occurred to you, suddenly, that Jackson might have been onto something.

“Do you want to... now?” You asked, faking confidence. Sex between friends didn’t have to mean anything, and you both had people you needed to get over. It made sense, at the end of the day. And you trusted him, you realized—a lot.

“Stop being ridiculous,” Jinyoung replied, shaking his head once more. “Why are you asking this right now?”

You took a deep breath. “You want to get over Yeri. I want to get over Jaebeom. It makes sense, right? We’re adults, we’re friends, and it wouldn’t be anything more than physical. Whenever we need to let off some steam or get our minds off of them, we can help each other.”

He looked away again, but you could tell with the way his jaw worked that he was considering it. Still, maybe he was the wrong person to ask. Jinyoung had never had casual sex, at least not that you knew of. He was a serious relationship kind of guy. You may have been better off asking one of the other guys.

“Okay.”

When he answered, your eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really?”

“You might have a point,” Jinyoung admitted. “Part of the reason I can’t get over Yeri is because she’s the only girl I’ve ever been with. Memories of her are everywhere. But maybe,” he sighed, running his tongue over his lips. “Maybe we could make some new ones.”

The corner of your lip quirked up and you felt the satisfaction of winning, which truly didn’t happen often with Jinyoung. He was one of the most stubborn people you’d ever known, always having a comeback or a way to turn it around in his own favor.

“So...” you started, trying to hide your fidgeting fingers in the sleeves of your sweater. You decided to just go for it, lowering yourself onto the couch with your knees on either side of Jinyoung’s hips.

It felt awkward. This was your childhood friend, and you were about to have sex with him with absolutely no feelings involved. But as you settled onto his lap and he slid his hands up your thighs, you began to relax.

“So,” Jinyoung repeated, gripping your waist under your sweater. His hands were big and warm, and you instantly felt safe in his grasp. “I’m going to kiss you now. Is that okay?”

When you nodded, Jinyoung leaned in slowly and carefully until his lips just barely brushed yours. He was gentle at first, until you tilted your head and kissed him back, your hands resting experimentally against his solid chest.

To be honest, it wasn’t bad. Jinyoung’s lips were soft and plump, and he kissed politely, waiting for permission to deepen it further.

So you gave it to him, sliding your arms around his neck and bringing your body flush against his, allowing his tongue entrance into your mouth. The two of you kissed until you were breathless, and you silently thanked the gods that Sana was a deep sleeper and there was little to no chance she’d walk in on you with your tongue down Jinyoung’s throat.

As polite as Jinyoung was, he didn’t hesitate to trace his hands up your bare sides, leaving goosebumps in his wake. It had been so long since you’d been touched like this, you’d forgotten how good it felt to be pressed up against a warm body, both of you desperately trying to get closer.

Even though he’d agreed to sleep with you, for some reason you were still surprised when you felt him harden underneath you. Part of you had been expecting him to end up repulsed or chicken out.

Something about the way he felt underneath of you had you rolling your hips into his, the obvious bulge in his pants pressing between your thighs just right. You let out a breathy moan into the kiss and Jinyoung pulled you down against him more firmly, one of his hands slipping down between your legs to rub you through your leggings.

A surprised moan slipped out and Jinyoung pulled away abruptly, his eyes searching your face for any sign of discomfort. “Is that okay?”

You nodded quickly, grabbing his wrist and pressing his fingers back against your clit, sending warmth throughout your entire body. “Feels good,” you whispered, and you swore you felt Jinyoung’s cock twitch in his jeans.

“Bedroom?” Jinyoung asked, his fingers still drawing slow circles that were starting to make your brain fuzzy.

“Please,” you responded, and before you could make a move to stand up, Jinyoung was grabbing your thighs and wrapping them around his waist, lifting you from the couch like you weighed nothing. When had he gotten so strong?

He somehow got you to the bedroom smoothly, only stopping once to press you into the hallway and scatter kisses across your neck. Then he finally set you down after shutting your bedroom door behind you and you took the opportunity to lift his shirt up over his head.

You knew Jinyoung worked out regularly, but you had no idea he looked like that under his clothes. A firm chest, wide shoulders, and an actual six pack. If you’d known he was this ripped, maybe you would’ve tried to make this arrangement sooner.

“Seriously?” You asked, running your fingers down the lines of his abs. “Have you always looked like this?”

Jinyoung’s ears flushed again. “You know I like exercising. What did you expect?”

Shrugging, you settled your hands at his belt and ran your fingers along the metal of the buckle. “I don’t know. Now I’m a little scared to take your pants off, I mean, what have you got hiding there?”

He cringed, grabbing your hips and pulling you against him once more. “Oh, god. Please never say that again.”

Your giggle was cut off by Jinyoung’s lips pressing into yours again. This time the kiss was more heated, wet and punctuated by little nips to your lower lip. When he finally rid you of your sweater, you were so turned on you forgot to be insecure about him seeing your body for the first time.

Jinyoung laid you down on the bed, cradling his hand behind your head as it hit the pillows. His lips were on your collarbone in an instant and you slid your fingers through the soft strands of his hair, tugging in appreciation when he started sucking a hickey into your skin.

Tracing your sides with his fingertips once more, Jinyoung squeezed your hips and pulled back, sitting back on his heels to look down at you. His eyes raked your body from your face down to your waist, to where your legs were spread for him to lay between.

“Should we—“ Jinyoung swallowed, rubbing his thumbs into your hips. “Should we make some ground rules?”

It was fitting that he would be the one to suggest boundaries, but he had a point. Just because you trusted him and were both aware that it would be just sex, no feelings, didn’t mean it couldn’t get messy.

“Good idea,” you breathed, pushing hair out of your face. You’d never done this before, you didn’t even know where to start.

“Honesty,” Jinyoung started, his face looking quite serious despite the fact that he had a massive bulge in his jeans and he was naked from the waist up. “We tell each other what’s working, what’s not... what feels good, what doesn’t.”

Nodding, you agreed, “And, we have to tell each other if we start sleeping with someone else.”

“Or if we start to fall in love,” Jinyoung said, catching you off guard. Love? It hadn’t even crossed your mind.

He seemed to catch himself and cleared his throat, and you tried to ignore the adorable blush that was creeping onto the apples of his cheeks. “No feelings, right?”

You held your hand out. “Deal.”

Jinyoung smirked, then reached his hand out to clasp yours, shaking it just once. “Deal. Want me to eat you out now?”

You coughed in surprise. Was he always this forward with girls? If so, what was Yeri thinking walking away from him like that?

When you realized he wasn’t kidding, not even a little, as his hands played with the waistband of your leggings, you nodded once. “Okay. But I’m not—I wasn’t really expecting anyone to see me naked...”

Though you knew there was no good reason to be insecure, it was just Jinyoung, you squirmed your hips regardless when Jinyoung started to remove your leggings. “You want me to be honest?” He asked, tossing the ball of fabric behind him once you were left in just your bra and underwear.

“That’s the idea, right?”

“Right.” He scooted down the bed and laid between your legs, his shoulders nudging your knees apart to give him more room. “I don’t care. Most guys don’t. Besides, the underwear is cute.”

Blushing, you turned your face towards the pillow. You vaguely remembered mindlessly picking out a pair of snowmen underwear, simple cotton hipsters that were far from seductive. Though he said he didn’t care, you couldn’t help the knot of embarrassment in your stomach.

“Shut up.” You chewed your lip, then lifted your head to look down at him. “Guys really don’t care? About... what it looks like down there?”

Jinyoung held back another chuckle. “No. You care way more than we do, apparently. At the end of the day, if it’s the right guy, we just want to be inside of you. And if it’s really the right guy, we just want to make you feel good. Nothing else matters.”

It relieved some of your anxiety, but you still couldn’t look at his face as he pulled your underwear down your legs and tossed them to the floor. You trusted him, more than most guys you’d ever met, but he was about to get closer to you than even some of the men you’d slept with.

“Relax,” Jinyoung whispered and you conceded, laying your head back against the pillows and closing your eyes. “Tell me if you want to stop, okay?”

You nodded, tapping your hands awkwardly against the covers until you felt his fingers intertwine yours, holding them against the bed next to your hips.

He started slow. Kissing your thighs, building it up, getting closer and closer to your heat before finally, he licked one single strip from your entrance up to your clit. You whimpered involuntarily, not realizing how sensitive you’d be.

How long had it been, anyway? At least six months since the last time you’d had sex, and much longer since you’d had a man’s face between your thighs.

Then he locked his lips around your clit, alternating between flicking his tongue and sucking, until you were squeezing his hands so hard you were sure you left nail marks in his skin. You had to remind yourself Sana was just a couple of rooms over, and though she was a deep sleeper she’d most definitely wake up to you moaning at the top of your lungs.

“Faster,” you told him, still unable to open your eyes but he listened immediately, quickening the pace of his tongue against your clit. You whined breathlessly, hips lifting in an attempt to just feel more.

Jinyoung let go of one of your hands only to slide it down to meet just underneath his chin, taking the wetness that had gathered on two of his fingers before slowly inching them inside of you.

“Fuck,” you breathed out, moving your now free hand to clamp onto the back of Jinyoung’s head, fingers tangling in his hair. “Deep. Deeper, with your fingers,” you told him, words rushing together because you felt like you were going a little bit insane.

So he obeyed, pushing his fingers through your walls until he couldn’t go any further. He let you adjust, then began a slow, delicious pace inside of you. You could feel sweat pooling in your collarbone just from the heat Jinyoung was making you feel.

“Pull my hair,” Jinyoung whispered, and you didn’t have time to question it before you were doing as he said. He moaned into your clit and you arched your back, your mouth gaping open just as you remembered you needed to stay quiet.

He knew what he was doing, you could tell that much. Not only that, he enjoyed it. You could tell just from the quiet groans he’d let out when you clenched your walls around his fingers, like he was getting as much pleasure from this as you were.

“J-Jinyoung,” you stuttered, feeling the pressure start to build in your belly, your toes beginning to curl. He stared up at you, mouth still buried into your pussy. “I’m... I’m close, but I—“ you groaned. “I want you. Please.”

Within a second, Jinyoung was slipping his fingers from your folds, popping them into his mouth to get a taste and using his other hand to undo his belt. He worked fast, pushing his jeans down his thighs and kicking them off the bed with his underwear.

“Nightstand,” you breathed, taking your opportunity to check him out, head to toe. His dick was pretty. And that was truly the first time you’d ever thought that about anyone. You shifted your hips on the bed, desperate to have him fill you up.

It was new to feel this needy, and for Jinyoung of all people. The guy you’d known since you were both in your awkward phase, scrawny limbs and terrible clothing. He’d seen you throw up on your own shoes, and you’d seen him dance to Backstreet Boys at your high school talent show.

And yet, here you were, naked and wet underneath of him as if none of that mattered.

Jinyoung shoved his hand into your nightstand drawer until he found the box of condoms, grabbing one and tossing the nearly full box to the floor in his haste to get inside of you. You watched as he rolled it on, and it finally hit you that this was happening. It was almost too late for either of you to change your minds.

“This is your last chance,” you said, finally looking up from his cock to his eyes. “If you want to stop, if you think it’s a bad idea—“

Jinyoung cut you off with his lips once more, his hand grabbing onto your thigh to hook it around his waist. “I’m not changing my mind. Are you?” He whispered against your lips and you felt him hard against your stomach.

“No,” you answered. “I want it.”

He pulled away and locked eyes with you, a smirk on his lips. “Oh yeah?” His tongue ran over his lower lip and he reached down, guiding his cock up your folds until the head nudged your clit. “I can tell.”

Even though he was clearly just as desperate, you blushed and pinched his arm. “Are you going to fuck me or what?”

Jinyoung’s eyes lit up and he chuckled, lowering his hips until you felt him at your entrance. “I had no idea you had such a dirty mouth on you.” He paused for a moment, making sure you were ready, then pushed inside of your heat.

While you’d just had his fingers inside of you, you would’ve never been able to tell with the way you squeezed around him. It was uncomfortable at first, but the feeling ebbed away quickly the more of him you took inside.

“Oh,” you breathed, and Jinyoung echoed your reaction with a groan.

“Tight,” he whispered, dropping his head down to your shoulder.

As soon as he’d filled you to the hilt, you couldn’t help the whimper that slipped from your lips. It was the best kind of stretch, putting every one of your nerves on edge. He stayed like that for a long moment, letting your walls adjust to his length.

When you couldn’t take it anymore, you shifted, tightening your leg around his waist. “Move. Please.”

Jinyoung’s movements were controlled and slow, but it was as if he knew all of the sensitive places in your body already. You gasped, your hands sliding up his back until they gripped tightly to his shoulder blades.

The way he fit inside of you felt incredible, and you weren’t sure it had ever felt quite like this, even with ex-boyfriends. Everywhere your body met with his felt like it was on fire, and as Jinyoung quickened his pace, you found it harder and harder to stay quiet.

His name fell from your lips over and over, and you could tell Jinyoung was holding back—when he lifted his head from your shoulder, his brows were knitted together in concentration. You slid your nails down his back, relishing in the way he shivered in response.

“God, you’re driving me insane,” he said, his voice low and strained. “Spread your legs more. Yeah, just like that.”

“Mm, faster,” you told him, clenching around him once he was all the way inside. “You don’t have to be gentle with me.”

“Fuck—“ Jinyoung groaned, hands squeezing the sheets where he held himself above you.

If someone had told you twelve hours ago that Jinyoung would have you covering your own mouth to muffle your moans while he drilled into you, you probably would have thought they were crazy. But here you were.

Jinyoung reached down, slipping his hand under your back to unhook your bra, pulling it off in one smooth movement. He cursed under his breath once you were exposed to him completely, breasts bouncing each time he filled you up.

“God,” he whispered, hand trailing down your chest until the tip of his index finger grazed over your nipple, a featherlight touch. You shivered, arching your back towards his hand. “Tell me what you like.”

Normally, it took you months to let your boyfriends know what you liked in bed and how you liked to be touched, but honesty was your number one rule in this agreement. There was no point in holding back.

“I like it deep, just like this,” you told him. Jinyoung seemed to just know already, or maybe that was how he liked it too. He was always the intense type, it made sense if it had transferred over to the bedroom. “I like it when you tell me how it feels, what you want to do.”

Your words were finished off by a moan that you were sure Sana could have heard if she weren’t asleep, and just the thrill of being caught was enough to send a wave of heat through your body.

When Jinyoung locked eyes with you, there was a hint of something new, like you’d unlocked a part of him that you’d never seen before. He smirked.

“Next time,” Jinyoung started, thrusting deep inside of you, “you won’t have to keep quiet. I’ll take you to my place, and when I’m inside of you, you can be as loud as you want.” His hand slid down your torso, over the sensitive skin of your stomach until it rested on your hip.

Next time. Just the idea of being with him again, though you probably wouldn’t admit it, excited you. It filled your mind with a flash of scenarios and possibilities, all the different ways he could make you feel good.

“Jinyoung, I—“ you moaned, biting hard onto your lip to silence yourself. Jinyoung brought his other hand to your mouth, thumbing your lip until you were forced to stop biting it.

“Would you like that?” he asked, the pace of his thrusts quickening. “Maybe I can bend you over the back of the couch, windows open for everyone to hear you crying out. Is that what you want?”

Your eyes squeezed shut, gasping as the mental image went straight between your legs where he filled you up so perfectly.

“Answer me.” His voice was deep but stern at your ear, and you knew his question was not rhetorical.

“Yes,” you replied, digging your nails into his back. “God, yes. Make me scream your name, Jinyoung.” And he almost did, as he attached his lips to your neck and bit down, teeth scraping against your tender skin just as he slammed inside of you.

You were close again, and you knew it wouldn’t take much more to send you tumbling over the edge. His thrusts were so deep and powerful that you knew you’d be aching tomorrow, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. Can’t get enough,” he said, voice husky and low against your neck where you could tell he was working on marking you. He could’ve left the biggest, reddest hickey for all to see and you couldn’t have cared less right now. It didn’t even cross your mind that this was meant to be just between the two of you.

You whimpered when his hand drifted from your hip to the place where your bodies met. He placed his thumb right against your clit and pressed quick circles into your most sensitive spot, and you had to restrain yourself from moaning out.

Jinyoung must have sensed this, because he pulled away from your neck and stared down at you, slipping his opposite thumb into the wetness of your mouth. “Suck.”

If you weren’t close before, you were now. You wrapped your lips around his thumb and did as you were told, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking on Jinyoung’s digit as it rested on your tongue.

As his gaze locked on yours, you found yourself unable to look away. He commanded every bit of your attention, his eyes filled with desire and pleasure that you were responsible for. Your heart pounded in your chest, overwhelmed with need.

Although Jinyoung didn’t say a word, you could read it in his eyes—cum for me. He drew tight circles against your clit, his fast pace relentless inside of you. His stamina was something else, you thought to yourself. He didn’t even look mildly tired out.

You grabbed at Jinyoung’s wrist with your hands, needing something to grip onto but you also desperately needed to keep your mouth occupied so that you didn’t wake your roommate and the neighbors with your cries.

Then something snapped. The tension got to be too much and your orgasm crashed over you like a tsunami, causing your back to arch and your thighs to shake, caging Jinyoung’s waist in and slowing his movements.

He still fucked you through your high and kept his fingers moving until he was sure you had come down. Once he was, he brought a hand up to push your hair away from your face, pressing his lips into your forehead.

“Good girl,” he whispered and you sighed, your limbs finally relaxing in exhaustion. You would’ve never guessed that Jinyoung would be the one to give you what was possibly the best orgasm you’d had in years. Polite, calm, and serious Jinyoung. The same Jinyoung that could barely look you in the eye when you wore a bathing suit in front of him.

His climax wasn’t far away, you knew that much. And you were thankful too, because you were already starting to feel sore and overstimulated, and you weren’t sure how much more you could take.

You wrapped your arms around him, your fingertips gripping deep into his skin, undoubtedly leaving scratch marks down his back. It was only fair, you figured. You slipped one hand into his hair and tugged, harder than before.

“Shit,” Jinyoung moaned, his thrusts becoming less controlled and more shallow. You pulled his hair again, your nails scraping against his scalp, and that was it for him.

He pushed inside one last time, his cock so deep inside of you that you couldn’t help clenching your walls around him as he came. He was mostly silent save for one throaty groan into your neck, a sound you were sure you wouldn’t soon forget.

You felt him relax a long moment later and he slowly pulled back away from you, stroking the side of your face with his fingertips. “That was...”

All you could do was nod, a blush creeping onto your cheeks. “Yeah...” Your heart was still racing from your orgasm, but the haze of your desire was starting to fall away, reminding you of reality.

You’d just had sex with Jinyoung. One of your best friends. What would happen now? Would it be awkward from now on, now that you’d seen each other naked? You’d literally had him inside of you. Something told you it’d be difficult to come back from that.

Jinyoung finally pulled out of you a moment later to remove the condom and put it in the trash, and you were eternally grateful that you had the master bedroom with the attached bathroom. For one, you could watch his backside as he went to get a washcloth, and you also didn’t have to leave your bedroom until both of you were fully cleaned up.

You shifted on the bed while you waited for Jinyoung to return, trying to ease your worries. The two of you had been friends so long, you figured it would take more than one hook-up to ruin it all.

Once Jinyoung came back with a wet cloth and climbed onto the bed, you told yourself you’d worry about it tomorrow.

You both got cleaned up and while Jinyoung got dressed, you grabbed your robe and wrapped it around yourself so that you could walk him to the door. Both of your footsteps were as silent as possible, careful not to wake your roommate.

“Jinyoung,” you said, as he slipped his shoes back on.

“Yeah?”

“Thanks,” you whispered, chewing nervously at your lip. You didn’t quite know what you were thanking him for, but you felt the need to say it anyway. Some part of you felt so grateful to him that you couldn’t let him leave without making him aware.

Jinyoung’s lips quirked just a bit. “You too,” he tucked your disheveled hair behind your ear. “I’ll talk to you later, alright?”

You nodded. “Drive safe.”

The moment Jinyoung was out of the apartment, your body leaned limply against the door as you stared up at the ceiling. No, this was not how movie night was supposed to have gone.

#okay soooooo here we go please be nice!!!#got7 #got7 fanfic #jinyoung #park jinyoung #got7 fic #got7 smut #jinyoung fic #jinyoung smut #got7 scenario #got7 reaction #park jinyoung smut #jinyoung fanfic #kpop #kpop imagine #got7 imagine #jinyoung imagine #writing

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canonicallysoulmates · 4 years ago

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Gen is always trying to copy J2 things. I think Jared got the star tattoo first, and she ran out and got them done to match him. The timing isn’t a coincidence she decided to get her old star tattoos back as soon as Jared got a new star tat. I think she’s overly possessive in a creepy way over Jared. She can’t accept just being a beard and I think that’s the source of a lot of their issues. She wants more and more from him and to infiltrate everything he does including getting a role on his show.

Did you see how she kept editing her caption from generic New Year caption, to looking forward to family adventures, then changing it to specifically having adventures with Jared. Like she’s making sure to advertise there will be more bearding photo ops and putting expectations on him to follow through with it. It came off kind of ominous to me. Sending a message to him that he better keep up playing the happy couple with her on SM for the rest of the year.

In part I agree, she has in the past tried to copy what j2 do in order to gain attention - I think we all remember the dancing video and if you don’t consider yourself lucky because it was embarrassing - and I will admit I can’t think of many cases where somebody has had their tattoos removed and after years decide that they want the exact same tattoo back in the same place they had it removed from usually people will want an update or to get something different or another placement but, and this is gonna be an unpopular opinion, I just don’t think their tattoos have anything to do with each other.

And let me tell y’all why, tattoos for the most part are a very personal thing and those star tats are something she had way before Jared that at the time had meaning to her, maybe Jared did get his tattoo before her and maybe seeing it made her realize that she missed her star tattoos so she grabbed inspo from him and got them back for herself not anything to do with him.

But probably my biggest reason for not thinking they have anything to do with the other is that she didn’t post it everywhere like I don’t understand how some of y’all know and acknowledge she likes the attention she gets from her relationship with him and then think she would let something like this go especially with how much attention J3 got for their tattoos, be real people, y’all know damn well that if those tats had anything to do with each other she would have already posted it! And, I’m not saying she won’t try it in the future if she gets desperate for the attention or the bearding has to be doubled down, but she’s had those tats for months and Jared has had his for months and she only posted about hers like once and it was about her and her reasons for getting them removed and getting back. So, I think she got them for her own reasons that have nothing to do with him.

I think this is more a case of fans reading too much into something. They’re the same shape that’s the only connection, it’s not as deep as some of y’all are making it out to be.

I don’t think she’s creepily overly possessive of him, I think she just gets jealous and likes the easy attention she can get from his name.

I did see she changed her caption, I disagree about it being ominous or sending him a message; it’s to be expected there’s going to be bearding photo ops, and as for her changing her caption to me it came across as her trying to find the right one to really sell the picture since that man went radio silent and wasn’t in her Christmas photos and she had just posted the pic with something really generic so she had to go back put in a little more effort to make them sound like a happy couple. And even then she didn’t put in much of an effort.

#that caption is still pretty generic #but seriously y'all need to chill about this tattoo thing #i haven't seen anything that makes me think it's that deep #anti genevieve #j2 tinhat #anon #ask #Anonymous

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bisluthq · 4 years ago

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It’s your kaylor historian here who still can’t remember my log in details to my KH account 🤦‍♀️ (so please make sure this anon just in case it isn’t... I fear them 👀)

Karlie’s tea post before masters heist:

Ok so I can’t remember who posted first and don’t feel like looking, but taylor posted a selfie and captioned it “Friday calmness” and we (kaylor fandom) had been speculating taylor was going to come out as bi on the last day of June / 🌈pride month🌈 since she’d been doing so much stuff that could be seen (and was) as queer coded. We celebrated the “Friday calmness” thinking it was like a ‘calm before the storm’ with the storm being her coming out.

I think Karlie posted after taylor, but am not 100% sure. Karlie posted a selfie with a cup with a caption like “what’s the tea” and the fandom, thinking they were still together, collectively lost our shit. It looked to us like Karlie was playing off Taylor’s post. (I’ll admit, I didn’t think kaylor were still together, but that weekend I was thinking ‘I can’t believe I doubted them!’ Lol)

*there were also rumours that the YNTCD video and single were delayed a couple of times and meant to be released sooner and serve as a soft coming out, but that taylor kept changing her mind about it and is also why she kept the tracklist length under wraps, because she wasn’t sure if she’d go through with it. She was way more vague than ever before. There were also rumours she had a rolling stone cover planned that she was going to come out in but it was scrapped —— I can’t even remember where these “she’s actually coming out” rumours originated anymore and I can’t remember if people had legit sources and gossip or if it was fan fiction planning, but it was mentioned outside the kaylordom too, so take that as you wish.

Then came the masters heist.

Now, to understand the thought process of Kaylors at the time, you have to remember that we thought Karlie & Taylor had a secret romance, Joe was a beard, Josh was a beard - but since he comes from a crime family who have done a lot of bad things (to put it lightly) and are stupidly rich, Josh had Karlie trapped in such a tight contract and has so much blackmail material that Karlie was forced to fake marry him against her will - remember, it was only meant to be a photo shoot for a Vogue wedding spread showing what wedding fashion was available, it wasn’t meant to be a wedding! But josh had his team leak the photos and instead of saying it was all for a photo shoot, Karlie had to say she was now married. <- that was the narrative and thought process within the fandom.

So the fandom thought 🛴 and Josh conspired to announce the purchase of big machine/ taylor’s masters which would derail her coming out plans. The fandom thought Karlie had no idea it was happening. Scooter and Josh were worried Taylor was going to come out, which would ultimately out Karlie since there were so many rumours about Kaylor already, and it would then out Josh and ruin Josh’s image, making it look obvious to everyone that Josh and Karlie were just beards, but kaylor was real. To avoid tarnishing Josh’s hetero card, scooter waited until the end of June to announce he bought taylor’s music for maximum impact.

(Never mind that someone spent $300M to keep a client in the closet) that was how we interpreted the situation (kept writing the fan fiction) and that it was a blow to taylor and a huge betrayal from scooter to Karlie because now they had extra leverage / ways to hurt Karlie.

So yeah. It was a very sad time. This also is why some kaylors think hoax lyrics point to their everlasting love “my best laid plans” = tay ready to come out end of June “your sleight of hand” = scooter tricking Karlie when he bought the masters and any information about taylor that Karlie mentioned innocently was used against them, “my barren land” = taken on a new meaning since Karlie announced her pregnancy, but initially it was seen as the land that was meant to be blooming with love was left barren and empty because of the masters incident delaying her coming out.

It sounds absolutely ludicrous, but the only way to understand how it was easy to rationalise is to understand how adamant the fandom was/ is that Josh and joe are just beards, Karlie is locked in a contract, and taylor is trying to free the both of them. If there were any truth to this at all, it is nothing short of ghastly situation for Karlie and paints taylor as a Nobel warrior trying to save her princess from the tower 🦸🏼‍♀️👸🏼 ....

Karlie had what I think was a scheduled post cause it was ad content , but otherwise was unusually silent on social media for a week + after the announcement. We thought they were grieving together.

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Now for Emily Poe. Ok so I really didn’t do my research - I thought Emily was only one or two years older than Taylor, so it never even occurred to me that the idea of that relationship would’ve been extremely predatory and badbadbadbad. I regret not doing my due dillihence when I was part of a fandom that consumed this theory. So Emily theories have been around since Taylor first had gay speculation. Part of this was because of some funny photos like that one where taylor is standing next to a truck that says “...gay Texan” and emily and a guy in the band I can’t think of his name were pointing to taylor and smirking. It’s a funny photo. I can see my dumb teenage self making similar jokes long before I knew my sexuality because LOOOOL GAY was a thing back then. There’s the video taylor made for Emily where she held up the “we love you emily” sign and she went to everyone she toured with including brad paisley to hold up the sign and make heart hands and just be extremely cute - platonic or romantic - both seem plausible - and cute as hell! The video was set to the dashboard confessional song ‘stolen’ which is basically just the lyric “you have stolen my heart” over and over again. This video got renewed interest when people went back and looked back at the you belong with me video. The idea of taylor and her make love interest holding these a4 sheets of paper with “I love you” written on them seemed familiar. The story of how YBWM came about was that Taylor heard her guitarist on the phone with his girlfriend and his gf was yelling at him for something seemingly insignificant/ the gf was painted out as high drama and her guitarist seemed miserable every time he spoke to her for a while. So Taylor had the idea of a song about a girl thinking her friends girlfriend is horrible, but turn it into a love story where the two friends get together - classic romantic comedy trope - she took the idea to Liz Rose and it was one of the last songs written for Fearless and specifically made to be upbeat and preppy because taylor thought the album was lacking that vibe. If you take the story Taylor said inspired the song and swap it from her male guitarist (who she also said she had no feelings for), and change it to her female fiddle player, the story behind the song can be the same, just tweaked to be hetwashed. Emily was a cheerleader and had a boyfriend when she toured with taylor, so it’s easy enough to take those things at surface value and think there was some truth to Emily. Also the two biggest gaylor rumours pre swiftgron came from comments on a gossip site/ forum. One was that ‘Emily was fired after she was caught relieving taylor of stress’ and how ‘emily was interested in law, but this incident cemented she had to leave the band but the swift team gave her money so emily wouldn’t sue for being fired on a sexual harassment issue’ (of course, knowing the age difference, we know this would NOT be the case at all) and it is speculated it inspired taylor to write breathe because she was so sorry for how things ended. They were inseparable and then after her birthday, never seen together or mentioned each other on MySpace again.

The other comment was that taylor ‘was a pillow princess in high school’ and that she was happy to receive but not give because she wanted to maintain her virgin status and thought if she reciprocated it would make her gay — the comment was something like that.

Of course it would’ve been incredibly easy for idk, some random on the internet who has never even met taylor to say those things.... but it was taken as gospel by the gaylor truthers.

People who looked further found a girl they believed was Taylor’s high school gf, her name started with L... but I never really believed it so I don’t have the greatest knowledge of that one. It seemed ridiculous to me she had a 3 year gf as a teenager and not a single person from her high school - or anyone who knew her alleged gf - ever spoke about it publicly??? That would be a lot of NDAs and payouts to keep silent, but a lot of other people believed NDAs and hush money was spent, so yeah... 🤷‍♀️

She also had some fruity MySpace posts which seemed to help the case for gaylor, but imo, it also falls under the ‘teenagers on the internet are dumb especially when social media was brand new and thank god myspace doesn’t exist cause I don’t want to see my old one ever again’ category.

Sorry for the essay, I felt I had been summoned and wanted to give background on the fandom. When I log back in I think I need to change my bio, I’m not really here to talk kaylor , but the fandom. Cause it’s really sad what that narrative within the fandom has become and heartbreaking what that narrative has done to fans, especially queer kids trying to figure themselves out. I couldn’t see how toxic it was for a long time, I’m happy I’m out of there now. but I think it helps to understand how the fandom thought and saw things as to how easy it was for things to spiral to the state it’s in now.

As old T used to sign off, - lovelovelove 💜

Brilliant post thanks KH!

#nat talks the konspiracy

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