#OUTRO: House of Cards

[seokjinsonlyone]

y’all don’t understand the deep seated need i have for bangtan to package up whatever anger desperation hopelessness and longing they’re feeling/felt during their military service and bring that into the next album like i need them to tap into that dark & wild energy they had like i was performing a select few tracks in the shower and i was sliding down the wall i ended up on my knees i need them to bring back that music that have you feeling like a 2000s music video like that one ahjussi who was dancing in the rain to one wish by ray j like that’s just my personal wish for them and im now putting that energy into the universe

[ulfdistracted]

BANGTAN SONGFEST, ROUND TWO

[asoftepiloguemylove]

IT REALLY IS TIME TO SAY GOODBYE; ON LOST LOVE

Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) dir. Daniel Kwan & Daniel Scheinert // Taylor Swift Wonderland // Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) dir. Michel Gondry // pinterest // 방탄소년단 BTS OUTRO: House Of Cards // Sam Moe Corallium (via @voicedwords) // Blythe Baird "Horoscopes For Self-Doubt," If My Body Could Speak // Mitski I Don't Smoke // 花樣年華 In the Mood For Love (2000) dir. Wong Kar-wai // 방탄소년단 BTS Let Go // June Gehringer I Love You, It Looks Like Rain (via @geryone) // Mahmoud Darwish Memory for Forgetfulness

[lovepeaceandtarot]

Pick a card - What will be revealed to you?

(Escolha uma carta - O que será revelado a você?)

If you want a reading on your energy, just schedule a paid reading with me in DM!

(Se quiser uma leitura na sua energia, basta agendar uma leitura paga comigo na DM!)

If that found you, it was for a reason. Take what resonates and leave what doesn’t resonate.

(Se isso encontrou você, é por uma razão. Pegue o que ressoar e deixe o que não ressoa.)

Card 1 - Someone will tell you something new or who will confess that he is in love with you or that someone fell in love. Someone managed to achieve the goals.

(Carta 1: Alguém vai te contar alguma novidade ou que vai confessar que está apaixonado por você ou que alguém se apaixonou. Alguém conseguiu atingir as metas.)

Card 2 - Someone will reveal that they bought a house or that you managed to buy a new house. Someone will call you to travel with her..

(Carta 2 - Alguém vai revelar que comprou uma casa ou que você conseguiu comprar uma casa nova. Alguém vai te chamar para viajar com ela..).

Card 3: For some of you, it may be that someone reveals something that worries you in bed. For others it may be that someone you least expect will be the first to welcome you in a difficult situation.

(Carta 3: Para alguns de vocês, pode ser que alguém revele algo que o preocupa na cama. Para outros pode ser que alguém que voce menos espera vai ser o primeiro a te acolher em uma situação dificil.)

#tarot #tarotportugal #tarotreading #career #careerreading #generalreading #foryou #foryoupage #explore #explorar #amorproprio #tarô #tarotcards #tarotcomunity #consultasdetarot #selfcare #autocuidado #freetarotreading #generalreading #acolhimento #loveyourself #pickapiletarot

[tellyouily]

i'll take you all the way

dnf - fluff - late night conversations - 792 words

just dnf talking about silly things late at night and being very soft about it as per usual

my first dip into writing in a long while – i hope you enjoy!! :)

Credits start to roll on George’s laptop screen, and Dream lets his eyes fall shut to the familiar outro music. George’s warmth leaves him when he sits up to move the laptop onto the floor, and Dream is tired enough to try to pull him back immediately.

“Okay, chill,” George huffs, but Dream ignores it, burying his face in the back of George’s neck as soon as he’s lying down again.

“What even is that show?” Dream mumbles, his words muffled. “It’s ass.”

“It’s not,” George insists. They’ve had this discussion before, and Dream usually doesn’t win. Either way, he is happy to watch almost anything that George wants if it’s late enough and the day has been long enough.

George shuffles around and pushes at Dream’s shoulder gently, urging him to lay down flat so George can lay his head on his chest. “I think you like it subconsciously.”

Dream hums. Maybe he does—he honestly couldn’t name one detail of any episode they’ve watched. Mostly because he has been half– if not fully asleep for all of them. He closes his eyes and absentmindedly slips just his fingertips under the band of George’s sleep shorts.

“Dream.”

“Mm?”

“Do you think people actually have good sex on their honeymoons?”

“Wh–” The absurdity of the question makes Dream laugh despite the exhaustion in his limbs. “I don’t know—how would I know that?”

He can only assume that he missed something to do with this in the episode, but if he’s honest it could just as well be taken completely out of thin air. George shrugs, “You know things.”

Dream tries to picture it—the first night together between a married couple. “I mean, I’d assume not,” he says eventually.

“Why?”

Dream sinks slightly into the hand playing with his hair, feeling so comfortable that he could slip away to sleep in less than a minute if he wanted.

“‘Cause you’d be tired from the wedding and the dinner and all of that,” he replies anyway, because George asked.

“And there’d be so much pressure,” he adds.

George hums thoughtfully.

“Plus… you’d probably both be super drunk, and like, overexcited.”

Dream fidgets with the fabric hem between his fingertips, his thumb grazing the soft skin of George’s stomach. He’s been getting toned this past year and Dream is as obsessed with it as he is with everything George-related: very .

“Also, some people save their first time for their wedding night, right? And that sex just… can’t be good. There’s no way.”

George snorts, which makes Dream laugh, too.

“Why is that funny?”

“Just is,” George says with another shrug. “Why do you know everything?”

Dream noses at soft curls. “I don’t, idiot.” He slides his hand across George’s stomach, “I just know the answers to your stupid questions.”

George laughs, carding his fingers through Dream’s hair and trailing them down to his ear, his jaw. His thumb ghosts Dream’s bottom lip, pressing into it once.

“We’d both fall asleep early,” he predicts after a moment.

Dream smiles, because George is probably right. “Yeah.”

Silence envelops them then, and Dream feels like he’s punishing himself when he reluctantly draws his hand away from George and pokes one leg out from the duvet. He turns to George, “I have to go put Patches in her room."

George sighs and stretches, and Dream leans in and kisses his face at random before getting up. "I'll be right back."

The tiles in the hallway are cold beneath his feet and it might just be how tired he is, but not being in his bed right now hits him like physical pain. It hurts enough to make him hurry up, beelining for the room he knows Patches is in.

His office is her favorite room in the house as much as it’s his least favorite right now. Both because it’s a room without his warm bed that currently has George in it, and because Fusion is slowly making him lose his mind. He finds Patches curled up into herself in her usual spot in his office chair, and lifts her carefully into his arms to take her to her room.

She would wake them all up at four a.m. if they let her roam free, so getting her a room was the compromise. That is, a room with food, water, a litter box, soft blankets, and a cat door she hasn’t realized (yet) that she can use whenever she wants.

Back in his own room, Dream has never been so ready to let sleep overtake him. He slips back under the sleep-warm covers, and smiles when George – already dead asleep – immediately melts to his side.

If their honeymoon ends anything like this, he couldn't be happier.

[collecting-stories]

Long Story Short - Steve Harrington

Request: Hii <33 can i request long story short for steve harrington?

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night from a terrible nightmare and seek out Steve's help to calm yourself down.

TS Anthology Series | Stranger Things Masterlist

...long story short it was a bad time, long story short I survived...

You were vaguely aware of Robin saying your name, she kept repeating it like a mantra, begging you to give any indication that you could hear her. And you did, hear her, but you couldn't answer. When you opened your mouth nothing came out, as if someone had switched off all the sound except for Robin's voice, echoing in your head. You clutched at your chest and your legs felt tangled in something as you kicked into the darkness, lurching forward and...suddenly you were in your room. 

You searched for the light switch on your lamp, a dull yellow glow emanating through the room. Glasses on and realization beginning to set in, you weren't in the upside down, Robin wasn't calling your name, it was all just a bad dream. A really terrible nightmare-of-a-dream but a dream nonetheless. No one and nothing was hunting you or your friends. On legs that felt like they could crumble at any moment, you made your way to the kitchen, passed your parents room, the living room with a solitary light on by the door, and finally to the sink where you poured a glass of water and tried to calm your nerves. Your hands were still shaking and you thought about calling to see if Robin or Nancy might be awake but the analog clock on the counter said it was three in the morning and you doubted any of your friends were actually awake right now. Their parents definitely weren't and you knew that neither household would appreciate a 3 a.m. wake up call. 

Still, the thought of facing those monsters again, whether real or imagined, alone, was too much for you to handle. With your pajamas still on, you slipped on a pair of shoes and took your coat; leaving by the kitchen door. Hawkins at night was a familiar entity but you had lost the sense of comfort you used to have in its existence. When it snowed at midnight three weeks ago you'd hesitated at the kitchen door, weighing the likelihood that something could be there in the shadows, just beyond the glistening light cast over your yard and your neighbors'. You could remember staying out as long as possible before the fall of '83, playing hide-n-go-seek or tag or some iteration of both. Now you worried walking the trash from the garage to the curb on Wednesday nights. Vecna or One or whatever it wanted to be called was gone, Hawkins had survived and most everyone had moved on from what they perceived to have happened but you remained somewhat stuck in the past. Like a scratched record that kept looping back to the same outro, never able to move on. 

The light above the back door of Steve Harrington's house flickered on and you realized you'd walked yourself all four blocks over to his street. You'd been thinking of Robin's in actuality, and then thinking of Robin had you thinking of Steve and the still somewhat unresolved conclusion to your embarrassing outburst of emotion when you'd made it out of the Upside Down alive. Kissing Steve Harrington and telling him that you loved had not been in the cards. 

"Hey."

As equally embarrassing as showing up unexpected on his back porch at three in the morning after not speaking to him for two months was, you were still happy that Steve was the one standing there on the other side of the glass sliding doors and not his mom. How would you even begin to explain to her what you were doing at her house? 

"Uh, hey," you held your hand up as if you were going to wave and then lowered it to your side again. 

Steve slid the door open, "do you want to come in or..." He looked passed you at the emptied pool and you shook your head. It was January in Hawkins and you were beginning to realize how cold you actually were. He stepped to the side and you came into his kitchen, crossing your arms in some half-hearted attempt to comfort yourself. Or maybe regroup? What were you doing here? 

"Did something happen?" 

"Not exactly..." You replied, trying to sort out both your thoughts and what had propelled you to Steve's house. Not Robin or Nancy or even Dustin but Steve. Who you swore you would never see again. Or at least never speak to again so that you couldn't further embarrass yourself in front of him. "I mean...not really. Not here, or well, here but you know...not here." You gestured awkwardly trying to sign what you couldn't say, "I had a bad dream, basically."

"Shit," he nodded like he completely understood and you were sure that he did. "Are you okay?"

"I just..." You took a breath, trying to center yourself, "It just felt real." There were tears forming at the corners of your eyes and before you could keep trying to explain the dream, Steve had pulled you into a hug, wrapping his arms around you and crushing you against the sweater he was wearing. You hugged him back, purely because you'd been denying yourself any interaction with him for the last two months and you felt relieved when he was the first to act. As if, maybe, he hadn't realized you were being distant. 

"It's not real," Steve promised, as if you might not've been sure that it was just a bad dream. It was a surprisingly reassuring sentiment. "This is real. You and me, right now. That's real."

"I know...I know it's past I just...I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I can't let myself let it go." You admitted. Despite coming through the Upside Down and Vecna with everyone, you had a tendency to close down. It was over and you could breath but when the nightmares and the bad memories resurfaced, you felt guilty for mentioning them. You didn't want anyone else to feel like you were feeling. 

"That's okay," the reply came almost as a surprise to you, like a validation of all your worries. It was okay to feel stuck, it was okay to be frozen in this time loop, and it was okay to ask for help. "Do you wanna...we could put a movie on or something, if it would take your mind off of stuff?"

"Yeah, that'd be good." You nodded.

There was an unmistakable feeling of awkwardness in the air, as though neither of you was quite sure how to act around each other. You really couldn't blame Steve for feeling uncomfortable, if he did. It was entirely possible that you were only projecting your own discomfort at being here again after such a long time and so much distance. You wanted to apologize for telling him that you loved him. Not that you didn't mean just that you didn't mean to make things so awkward between the two of you. 

Steve led the way into the den, two beige recliners dominating the small room and an entertainment center set up in front of them. You took the seat on the right, waiting to recline while you watched him scan the collection of VHS tapes his parents had. 

"What do you want to watch?"

"Something that I don't have to think to hard about," you admitted. You weren't sure you had the mental capacity for anything serious. 

"Secret of Nimh?" He asked, holding the VHS up for you, the animated mouse staring back.

"You have the Secret of Nimh?" You asked, perking up at the mention of it. 

"I have all the mouse movies," Steve joked, setting that one down a pulling out a couple more as proof. 

"The Rescuers and An American Tail?" You laughed, "I'm kinda tempted to watch them all."

"Do you want to?" 

"I shouldn't be keeping you awake," you answered, catching the time on the clock hanging above the entertainment system. You were more than positive that Steve had better things to do than entertain you all night (or morning at this point) and sleep was one of those things. 

"I don't care," he promised, "I'm glad you came here. After...you haven't really...well, I haven't seen you. I thought maybe you were avoiding me."

"Honestly?" You looked guilty as you replied, "I was."

"Ouch." 

"I don't mean like...after I, said what I said...I just thought it'd be better not to bother you." 

"Why?" Steve set the movies down and placed his hands on his hips the way he did when he was reprimanding Dustin, though in this case he looked far less stern and far more confused. 

"Because..." You gestured with your hand, trying to explain yourself with a wave of your hand instead of speaking. What could you say? "Because I...didn't think you..."

"Did you think I didn't feel the same way? That I don't feel the same way?" He asked.

"I don't expect you to."

"Well I do." 

"What?" You were the one who was confused this time, genuinely flustered as you tried to determine exactly what he was telling you. 

"When you told me you loved me, I wanted to tell you that I loved you too...I just. It just caught me off guard. I'd wanted to tell you and when you were in the Upside Down I didn't think I'd ever get to and then all the sudden you were there, in front of me and saying it and I just...reacted too slowly." Steve admitted. "I wanted to tell you, every day since, but I didn't want to push you."

"All I thought about, when I was there, was telling you. I mean, obviously I thought about getting out of there alive but also...that if I did I would tell you and I didn't care if you felt the same way. But then, when you didn't say anything, I kind of realized I did care. I didn't want to hear you say that you didn't feel the same way."

"I guess we kind of fucked up huh?" Steve laughed at the end though it seemed more him mocking himself than anything else.

"I mean, not totally." You replied, "if we both feel the same way...kind of a round about way of figuring it all out but that doesn't mean its too late or something."

"Yeah..." He agreed, glancing back at the clock himself, "but it is too late right now. You should be trying to sleep, not spending time focused on everything that happened." He moved away from the entertainment system to grab a blanket from the basket in the corner, handing it over to you. "We can talk later."

"I don't want to miss any opportunities." You admitted, taking the blanket from him. 

"You won't...we won't. I just don't want you to feel bad in the morning." He replied, leaning over and pressing a kiss to your forehead, hand gripping the armrest of your recliner, "we have time." 

[slayerkitty]

Narrative Frameworks in Only Friends

Something I have been tracking as part of the ongoing discussions about Only Friends is the use of the narrative framework for each episode.

So, I’m making this list specifically for tracking purposes, to note which framework was used for which episodes, if they repeat, and what they may be paying homage to. The goal is to update it every week. Due to suggestions, I am also tracking the end credit scenes, as well as any specific visual or audio formats used in the episodes.

Frameworks so far:

1. Voiceovers: gives the audience specific insight into a characters thoughts and feelings; also a great way to provide exposition. It’s more of an audio than visual framework, as we don’t always see the character doing the voice-over because it plays over other scenes.

2. “Talking Heads” (is there a better descriptor for this?): The characters talk directly to the camera, interview/documentary style. We get to see exactly how they feel about a given moment because they are reacting to it at that time. Audio and visual. Homage to Love8009 (per P'Jojo).

3. Social Media (ft The Artist Formerly Known as Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook): Not as insightful as the other two frameworks but does give context and a way for interaction, commentary, and exposition on a given plot. Visual. Probable homage to Together With Me, one of the first spicy BLs starring our kings, MaxTul.

Episode 1

Framework: Voiceover

Title: What’s Your Role in a Bar?

Narrator: Mew

Visual Moment: Yellow title cards listing everyone’s “roles” as well as the month and days of the week in episode one (homage to SKAM Norway? Open to thoughts on this)

End Credit Shot: Mew sitting on the floor in front of his fish tank

Episode 2

Framework: Talking Heads

Title: M.F.M. My Favorite Man

Narrator: Everyone

Visual Moment: The talking heads scenes

End Credit Shot: Ray driving

Episode 3

Framework: Social Media (Twitter and Instagram)

Title: What Am I to You?

Narrator: Nick and Boston

Audible Moment: Nick listening to the TopBoston sex audio

End Credit Shot: Nick listening to TopBoston sex audio

Episode 4

Framework: Voiceover

Title: Emergency Contact

Narrator: Ray

Visual Moment: The flashback of RayMew is in 4:3 ratio; meaning it looks like recorded footage versus a memory

End Credit Shot: Ray driving (repeat from episode 2)

Episode 5:

Framework: Voiceover

Title: The Extra Hour

Narrator: Sand

Visual Moment: Intro and Outro are animated; black and white (made me think of the Take on Me MV by A-ha but I’m open to suggestions on what this might be referring to)

End Credit Shot: Sand driving his motorcycle

Episode 6:

Framework: None

Title: Happy Fucking Birthday

Narrator: None

Audible Moment: Ray listens to the TopBoston sex audio; Mew plays the TopBoston sex audio for Top

Visual Moment: Top draws Mew sleeping/gives Mew a book of drawings he did of Mew 

End Credit Shot: Top in his bathtub alone looking angsty

Episode 7:

Framework: None

Title: After Effect

Narrator: None

Visual Moment: Mew setting the drawing on fire; Boston’s sex tape; the "super zooms"

End Credit Shot: Mew sitting on the floor in front of his fish tank (repeat from episode 1)

Episode 8:

Framework: None

Title: Save Me

Narrator: None

Visual Moment: Facebook party invite/everyone's reactions to the invite; Everyone's costumes at the party

End Credit Shot: Boston looking angsty (does anyone know where he is here? Is this the hostel? His house? YOLO?)

Discussion: Once again, no framework or narrator this week. I speculated along with @twig-tea that this means we have left the fantasy world (we, along with Mew, have lost our "rose-colored glasses") and all that's left is reality and consequences.

Spoiler Alert (avoid this next paragraph if you don't want any spoilers)

P'Jojo posted on The Artist Formerly Known as Twitter some pictures that imply the talking heads framework is coming back, with at least Sand and Ray (which makes me think we're getting them next week). Does that mean the characters are trying to escape reality again? That they will be back to lying to themselves? Also, next week's episode looks like it might the OF take on the BL "beach" episode (with Sand and Ray, of course).

A thought I've been toying with: It's almost like the show started as a BL (using/subverting the standard tropes, etc) until the midpoint, veered into a queer drama, and now we're heading back into BL territory. Thoughts? (and if anyone can pull that off, it's P'Jojo)

If anyone can think of anything else to add, please let me know! If you would like to be tagged in this post or any other meta, let me know and I’ll add you.

Tagging the Ephemerality Squad: @lurkingshan, @waitmyturtles, @wen-kexing-apologist, @chickenstrangers, @ranchthoughts, @twig-tea, @clara-maybe-ontheroad, @distant-screaming

Tagging @sandrayy by request

Apologies to anyone I forgot!

[bts-polls]

LAST CALL: Which facial feature of Jimin do you most prefer?

Tumblr limit reached but here's the kink for Bad Decisions.

[final-girl96]

STOLEN HEART CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

YN

“It's a good song, honey. If I knew you could write like this I would have had you write all our songs,” my dad said, chuckling at the end. I rolled my eyes, a laugh escaping me. “Thanks, dad. I don't know, after everything that happened…with him…it just sort of came to me and I opened my notebook and started writing.”

Fragments of Love

(Verse 1)

I once believed in the words you whispered in the night

But now I see they were just empty promises, not quite

You said forever, but forever seems so far

Now I'm left with these broken pieces of my heart

(Chorus)

Fragments of love, scattered on the ground

Each shattered dream, lost and never found

You promised me the world, but all I got was pain

Now I'm left picking up the pieces, trying to remain

(Verse 2)

I held onto your words like they were precious gold

But now I see the lies that your stories told

You said you'd never leave, but now you're gone

Leaving me stranded in a world so cold and alone

(Chorus)

Fragments of love, scattered on the ground

Each shattered dream, lost and never found

You promised me the world, but all I got was pain

Now I'm left picking up the pieces, trying to remain

(Bridge)

I believed in you, I trusted in your name

But now I see the truth behind this cruel game

Promises broken, like fragile glass

Leaving me stranded in this broken past

(Chorus)

Fragments of love, scattered on the ground

Each shattered dream, lost and never found

You promised me the world, but all I got was pain

Now I'm left picking up the pieces, trying to remain

(Outro)

Fragments of love, echoes of a broken vow

But I'll gather the pieces, some day, someway, somehow

“I still make him disappear…” I snorted at that. “I think I'll be just fine. It still hurts but not as bad as it did,” I said. Dad hummed on the other side of the line. “Well, I may or may not have looked into what he's been up to. He went to rehab and just got out a couple weeks ago.” I cleared my throat and moved around on the couch to fold my legs under me. “Yeah, I saw him the other day in town. He's been sending me flowers for the past six fucking months. The greeting card always has a different way to apologize. I didn't know there were so many different ways but he found them.”

“That's what fame does to you, sweetheart. It makes it easier for you. You can have all the drugs and alcohol at your fingertips. Eddie was used to always being the laughing stalk. High school was hell for him; he got bullied. Now everyone loves him. Men want to be him. Women want to be with him. Girls are going to be jealous of you and hate you because you are with…were with him. Everyone wants to party because nobody is going to tell them to stop. The only way you can get help is if you want it. This was his breaking point; losing you completely opened his eyes. Don't be too hard on him.”

My dad gave me a lot to think about after I got off the phone with him. I could see Eddie was trying to get better, but I'm still working on healing myself. Right now my priority was to get to work on time. I don't need to work but I want to. I want to make my own money and not live off my dad's money. So I got a job at Hawkings Rockin’ Records. It was a small record store in town at the little plaza beside the video store. Robin and Steve Harrington used to work at the video store.

I grabbed my jacket, slipping my arms into the sleeves. It was a little chilly in Hawkins; being the end of October; only one more days until it's Hallowen. I love autumn, it's my favorite season. The leaves are changing and falling, Halloween and scary movies, everything is all spooky. The weather was perfect. It was still kind of warm but there was chill in the air. I had Billy help me decorate the house inside and out. He hated every moment of it but it still helped me. I was planning a small get together for Halloween.

I've grown close with not just Billy but his sister Max and her boyfriend Lucas and their friends Dustin, Will, El, and Mike. I also invited Steve and Robin, along with Nancy, Mike's older sister, and Will's older brother Jonathan. They have all known each other and were close for years, so it was a little awkward at first but they've accepted me into their group with open arms. Now we're all close and frequently hang out.

I went to work, did Inventory, and restalked some stuff. Everything that my dad had said to me was replaying over and over in my mind. Eddie had gone to rehab and seemed like he was cleaning his life up. He's been sending me flowers for six months straight. Yesterday flowers were believed with a simple apology note. “I'm sorry. Happy Halloween. Love E.” He was trying. He wasn't giving up. Not on himself or me. The flowers were fucking gorgeous as always.

This bouquet was made up of black and orange roses with sunflowers mixed in. The top of the flowers was covered with a thin layer of fake spider web and had a couple little spiders on top. They were wrapped in black paper with a ribbon tied around the stems. The ribbon was black with white skulls on it. This was hands down my favorite bouquet he has sent me. I mean, all the flowers he's sent are absolutely beautiful, but this one was my favorite. Halloween is my favorite holiday and the flowers were perfect. I have them in a vase in the middle of the kitchen island.

After work I went to Benny's to meet everyone. We were going to be planning out tomorrow night. We wanted to have a small get together with just the twelve of us. Pizza, snacks and drinks, music, games, horror movies. We just had to figure out what movies we were going to watch and what everyone wanted on their pizza and what kind of drinks to get. It was going to be a fun time. It's something I've needed. Having these guys in my life has helped so much.

I was grateful to have them. I didn't mind living in a small town. It was way better than always being on the road and having paparazzi following you everywhere you went and having your whole life plastered all over the place. Now, I'm not saying paparazzi haven't tried to come here, because they have. But my dad had put a stop to it. He's taken all the attention away from Eddie and I's relationship issues and put it on himself. Plus it helped that El's dad, Hopper, was the Chief of police. So if I have a problem I just have to call him up and he comes to take care of it.

When I walked onto Benny's everyone was already there. “Took you long enough,” Billy said, walking up to me. I rolled my eyes at him. “Left me with these idiots.” I elbowed him in the side. “Be nice. You're lucky to have people like them in your life. Even if you were an asshole in the past.” He scoffed and we walked to the table. Everyone ordered what they wanted, we talked while we waited, and planned everything out while we ate. Then we left ten minutes before Benny had to close.

[jkvjimin]

tagged by the lovely @cosmicdreamgrl 🤍

who is your favourite k-pop group?

bts forever and ever

which member sparked your interest first?

jungkook and tae on dna mv

who was your first bias?

jungkook, tae and jimin and has been since then

what makes them your current bias?

jimin because i was fascinated with his dance moves at first then i fell for him magically, tae because his voice insta captivated me in a way i can't put in words and jungkook for his endearing personality, talent and believe in me or not i see a lot of me in him but in a good way.

who is your bias wrecker?

seokjin maybe. never thought about it tbh.

which members are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/bias wrecker?

i'm obsessed (i don't like this term tho) with all of them, but lately yoongi.

when did you first discover this group?

2017, my bf showed me their DNA mv and we kinda learned the choreo so we actually couldn't stop listening. but only on 2019 i get myself into a world i wish i could learn a lot earlier.

have you ever been to one of their concerts?

unfortunately i'm poor lol. the year they came to my country for the last time i couldn't afford to their concert :(

what are some of your favorite songs by the group?

oh boy... here we go: let me know, lights, house of cards, blue & grey, my time, lie, stigma (ik solo track but it counts right? it has to ): lol), fake love, don't leave me, let go, film out, black swan, boys with luv, the truth untold, whalien 52, fly to my room, 134340, outro: tear

ok i'm finishing it here because my list is so huge, anyways. tagging my babies <3: @heybaetae @kimtaegis @jung-koook @cordiallyfuturedwight @raplinenthusiasts @rjshope @btsiu @jinstronaut @magicshop and whoever wants to make it! (no pressure ofc!!) 🤍

[kookiecrush]

I know I’m asking a difficult question here, but what is your fav Rap and Vocal line song? Also fav collab and fav overall BTS song?

Rap line: Ugh

Vocal line: Dimple and Truth Untold

Collaboration: My Universe and Boy With Love

BTS: Mic Drop 1st, 2nd Idol and 3rd Fire.

You really are asking a difficult question! 😩 I find it so hard to pick a favourite anything, and now you want me to do this?! 😭 I literally had to take a few days to think about it 😂 and I have to pick more than one 🤷‍♀️

Rapline: Outro: Tear, UGH! and Cypher Pt.3

Vocal line: Dimple, House Of Cards and The Truth Untold

Collaboration: Boy With Luv, Who (Lauv), Waste It On Me, My Universe and Bad Decisions

BTS: Ain't no way! 😭 I've just managed to whittle my favourite songs down to 15, and that's as low as I can go. I couldn't pick only 3 or 4 if my life depended on it. They have too many good songs! 😩

[sourrcandy]

intro/outro song tag game

thank you so much @veneritia for tagging me, i literally saw this tag game and gasped when you pinged for this.

rules: if your current WIP were a show (animated, live-action, etc.) then what songs would be played during the intro and outro/credit sequences?

for knights ; the intro would definitely be ' glory ' by the score and the outro would be either ' eyes roll ' by (g)i-dle or ' march ' by seventeen

for kill your darlings ; i tossed up with the intro but decided on ' house of cards ' by bts because you can't go wrong with classics and ' devil's advocate ' by the neighbourhood for the outro

tagging: @lexiklecksi, @serpentarii, @seasteading, @helioselene, @atelierwriting

[iwashieonhiatus]

fogging the windows up (18+)

The heavy rain reminded you of how hot it was during the day. You even wore a dress because of the heat and now the cold chills you, even if the air in the car was on. You didn’t have problems with heavy rain, but this one made you worried. Asking him to pull the car close to the gas station’s neon sign, you two would stay there until the rain stopped or eased. He laughed at you, saying that the car wasn’t made of paper, but stopped the car when you said “please” - he couldn’t resist that.

The loud noise of the rain made you shrink in your seat and the cold didn’t help, either. He turned up the power to the air, making the closed car heating and your nipples tickle with the change in temperature. He stared out his window, one hand squeezing your thigh, pushing up the hem of the dress.

The silence was agonizing, and his warm hand on your skin made you antsy.

You two didn’t know how long you would be stuck waiting for the rain to stop, so you turned on the radio, a calm and sensual song from his playlist filling the car. You saw him smile in the corner, his face still turned to his window and his hand going up on your leg.

“We’re gonna die here, babygirl.” His voice came out muffled by his hand. You had already checked your cell phone a few times and with each passing minute, the rain got stronger. “Not to mention it’s boring.”

“And what do you suggest, then?” He turned his head, a sly smile on his lips and his hand going up to your waist. You smiled, leaning into him, your knees resting against his thigh as he caressed your face.

The hot air inside the car seemed to catch fire.

“Why don’t we take this moment to…” He pressed his lips to yours, gluing the foreheads, eyes glowing at you. “You look so beautiful in that dress and I want to make the most of it…” You jumped into his lap, your hands pushing his hair away and locking it around his neck as he stroked your back, hands going down to your ass.

The slow, sensual make-out had you in a haze, sighing against his mouth as you felt his hands moving up the thin fabric of your dress, squeezing your thighs together. The wet sound of kissing and hot breathing, hands roaming and squeezing your bodies, and the sensual music playing, making him guide your movements on his lap, driving you two into a need to remove the clothes.

“Babygirl...” He sighed against your neck, hands undoing the laces of your dress, the straps falling from your shoulders, showing your breasts, nipples hard for him, that groped both and bit one, making you throw your head back.

His hot tongue teasing your nipple and his fingers pulling and rolling the other one made you sigh heavily, pulling him closer, rolling against him. You took his face away, removed your dress and his shirt, his warm hands roaming your body as his mouth distributed wet kisses, making you moan and grab his shoulders.

“Damn it, babygirl…” He licked his bottom lip, eyes bright, glued to you on top of him, panting and swaying into his bulge.

“I need you…” you moaned, pressing down on your lower bodies, hands gripping his face, making him moan, still staring at you.

You leaned on the steering wheel for him to take off his pants and lay down in the driver’s seat, his hands soon going up your legs and sliding your panties off, pulling you on top of him. The two were in a fervent kiss, rubbing naked bodies in search of relief.

“Babe…” You tipped your head back as his fingers caressed in your folds, sliding in calmly, bringing your juices to circle your clit, making you shudder.

“So wet…” He smiled against your neck, biting the area as he slipped two fingers inside you. You clung to his body, wiggling against his fingers, making you wetter.

You breathed heavily against his chest, shuddering every time he curled his finger inside you. He was also breathing heavily, whimpering as you squeezed the head of his cock and lowered your hand again.

“Shit… I need you, babygirl…” you groaned as he pulled his fingers out of you, rested your hands on his shoulders and lifted your hips as he held his cock so you could sit down. Both of you moaning as he went in, his cock stretching you so good that you squeezed him and wiggled slightly. His hands hold your waist while you come up and down calmly, playing with him as he bites his mouth, trying to hold back the moans.

“Baby-Shit...” He closed his eyes and dug his nails into your skin when you sink completely, rubbing yourself on his thighs and went back up and down hard, the way he likes.

You put two fingers in his mouth, and he licked, making them ready for you to play with his nipples.

His growls made you wetter, making it easier to move up and down, ass clapping his thick thighs. His red face, half-closed eyes, the teeth stuck in his lower lip, holding the moans and his hands tightly on your waist, pulling you down hard…. He looked so good under you.

You wanted more of it, but your legs were burning with pain and the space didn’t help. “Babe…” He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you up a little higher. “I got you, babygirl…” he said and took control.

You shuddered, feeling his warm mouth on your nipple, muffling his moans and leaving the noise of him suckling on your breast and the loud, wet noise of skin on skin. You rolled your eyes in pure delight, feeling the head of his cock slam deep inside you, your arms holding his head against your body as you moaned loudly for him.

His movements were fast and deep, making you jump into his lap and sob the moans. You braced a hand on the window, trying to stay in his lap with the strength he was thrusting.

The hot air inside the car, the strong smell of his perfume, the wet squeak of him moving in and out of you, the sensual music in the background, his growling against your skin... it all leaving you in a haze, lost in pleasure and that knot in your stomach tightening.

“Babe… I…” He held you tighter, pressing you against him, fastening the movements around his waist. “Yeah-Me too…”

A little more of all that and you two would be in heaven. You squeezed him the way he knew you were close to coming. “Come for me, babygirl…” His fingers playing with your clit sent a shiver through your body and you came in on him, grabbing his hair, curling your toes, and mouthing his name.

“Good girl…Shit!” He shuddered, and you felt the warm liquid filling you. You sat on his thighs and he buried his face in your neck, both of you regulating your breathing, feeling the spasms, calming down from your high.

You pulled his face away, taking in the flushed face of bliss, the hooded eyes and swollen mouth, so beautiful after he came on you. You brushed away the strands stuck to his face by sweat, your fingers caressing him and he kissed you, his hands running up and down your back.

After another languid make out, you two came back to reality - the rain had stopped, the car windows fogged up and one had your handprint, the smell of sweat and sex installed in his fancy car.

“Damn, you came inside…” you said, neither angry nor happy, accepting the handkerchief he held out for you to clean yourself up and get back in the passenger seat.

“I couldn’t miss the chance, babygirl…” You snorted as he smiled, and started the car, opening the windows and pulling you out of the parking lot while you threw the handkerchief away and put on your dress, feeling the icy night wind and his hand on your inner thigh.

oliver aiku, ryusei shidou, itoshi sae, michael kaiser, lavinho, eita otoya, karasu tabito, barou shoei, kunigami rensuke, bachira meguru, your faverite...

© iwashie 2023, please do not translate, modify or republish my works

[lovepeaceandtarot]

Pick a card - A friend will reveal something to you.

(Escolha uma carta - Um amigo irá te revelar algo.)

If you want a reading on your energy, just schedule a paid reading with me in DM!

(Se quiser uma leitura na sua energia, basta agendar uma leitura paga comigo na DM!)

If that found you, it was for a reason. Take what resonates and leave what doesn’t resonate.

(Se isso encontrou você, é por uma razão. Pegue o que ressoar e deixe o que não ressoa.)

Card 1 - For some, your friend will reveal to you that he has risen in a company. For others, it may reveal a new look different from what you are used to. For others, it may be that he bought a new house. For others, it may be that he reveals that he has a crush on you for years. For others, he may reveal that he needs new friendships. For others it may be that he reveals that he is dating. To others, he reveals that he opened a flower shop.

(Carta 1: Para alguns, seu amigo irá te revelar que ele subiu de cargo em uma empresa. Para outros, pode ser que ele revele um novo visual diferente do que você está acostumada. Para outros, pode ser que ele tenha comprado uma casa nova. Para outros, pode ser que ele revele que tem uma paixão por você faz anos. Para outros, pode ser que ele revele que precisa de novas amizades. Para outros pode ser que ele revele que está namorando. Para outros, ele revele que abriu uma floricultura.)

Card 2 - For some of you, your friend will reveal a surprise to you. For some of you, your friend will give you a gift you really wanted. For some of you, your friend will reveal a surprise party for you. For some of you, your friend will reveal something important to you during a party. For others of you, your friend will reveal something to you during a tea party. For others, your friend will cook for you. For others, your friend will reveal that he learned to cook or that he entered a culinary school. For others, your friend will invite you to a Christmas and New Year's party.

(Carta 2 - Para alguns de vocês, o seu amigo vai te revelar uma surpresa. Para alguns de vocês, o seu amigo vai te dar um presente que você queria muito. Para alguns de vocês, seu amigo vai te revelar uma festa surpresa para você. Para alguns de vocês, seu amigo vai te revelar algo importante durante uma festa. Para outros de vocês, o seu amigo vai te revelar algo durante uma festa de chá. Para outros, seu amigo irá cozinhar para você. Para outros, o seu amigo vai revelar que aprendeu a cozinhar ou que entrou em uma escola de culinaria. Para outros, o seu amigo vai te convidar para uma festa de natal e ano novo.)

Card 3: For some of you, your friend will reveal to you that he is getting married. For others, your friend will reveal to you that he would have children. For others, your friend will reveal to you that he won some money in court. For others, your friend will reveal to you that he is going to have a party.

(Carta 3: Para alguns de vocês, o seu amigo vai te revelar que vai se casar. Para outros, o seu amigo vai te revelar que iria ter filhos. Para outros, o seu amigo vai te revelar que ganhou um dinheiro na justiça. Para outros, o seu amigo vai te revelar que vai dar uma festa.)

#tarot #tarotportugal #tarotreading #career #careerreading #generalreading #foryou #foryoupage #explore #explorar #amorproprio #tarô #tarotcards #tarotcomunity #consultasdetarot #selfcare #autocuidado #freetarotreading #generalreading #acolhimento #loveyourself #pickapiletarot

[epiphanytear]

Tagged by @raplinenthusiasts to shuffle my On Repeat playlist and post the first 10 songs 💜

Love Poem - IU

Stay Gentle - Brandi Carlile

Arson- j-hope

Villains, Pt. 2 - Emma Blackery

Halazia - Ateez

End of Time (Taste of Heaven) - KEiiNO

King - The Amazing Devil

House of Card - BTS

Outro: Tear - BTS

Like Crazy - Jimin

a pretty solid list, I think!

tagging (if you wanna): @aprylynn @cordiallyfuturedwight @cosmicdreamgrl @kimtaegis @serendipetite @thisfuckingdeadlife and anyone else who wants too

[randomvarious]

Today's mix:

Metro Tech 7 by DJ Marinho Fischetti 2001 Euro House / House / Trance

Took a trip down to early 2000s São Paulo, Brazil today with this very ephemeral dance mix that was put out by the city's Metropolitana radio station as part of their very own Metro Tech series. Never once in my life have I ever ventured into any of this locale's dance stuff before, but if this set is really truly representative of what was flowing throughout São Paulo at the time, then I guess I was expecting it to be a whole lot more Brazilian than it actually was? 🤷‍♂️

I mean, outside of the total banger that is Fogo's "Another Star"—which interpolates Stevie Wonder's own late 70s song of the same name, and is also therefore very similar to another Brazilian-sounding Bob Sinclar-produced house track by Salomé de Bahia called "Outro Lugar" that interpolates that very same Stevie song—the vast majority of the rest of this is just purely unremarkable trash that's been imported from mainland Europe; basically a bunch of songs that aren't Kernkraft 400's "Zombie Nation," but are just as janky and soullessly goofy with their rote and formulaic combos of things like squelchy bass vibrations and big and stupid, blaring melodies that are more fit for drunkenly chanting along to at soccer matches and hockey games. Não gosto!

But still, standing out from all of that transactional, mindless muck are actually a couple house gems here that don't have any of that cheap Euro-stink on them at all, like this release's final song, "Camels," which is actually a bonus track that falls outside of the mix itself, and is by a prolific Italian guy named Santos, who, from the looks of it, may actually have more aliases under his name than he has bones in his own damn body—and I'm assuming that his body is one with an amount of bones in it that most people would consider to be pretty normal!

"Camels" is a thumping, turn-of-the-millennium filter house delight that fronts with a lovely pair of dramatic and cinematic bits of orchestral string, along with a little piece of guitar funk as well, and then calms itself down with some distorted guitar synth fuzz on its bridge 🤘.

But the thing about that particularly terrific piece of sunshining dance bliss glitz is that you can find it on *plenty* of other releases; a song that I *definitely* can't leave you all today without mentioning is one that I don't think has ever appeared anywhere else besides this very Metro Tech 7 mix itself: a thing called "My President" by La Cubanita.

Now, to be honest with you all, I have no fucking clue who La Cubanita actually is. Discogs links them to a New York Latin house musician by the name of DJ Lucho, but I doubt that Lucho would exclusively release a song like this on some random-ass São Paulo radio station mix; because, really, if he did that, I think he fucked up big time—this song would've absolutely been his calling card.

See, what's so wonderfully odd about this very song appearing *exclusively* on a Brazilian dance mix from 2001 like this is how totally unexpected it is. This is a tune that stars a sexy-voiced, Spanish-speaking Latina who goes by the name of Mónica, and she gets passionately dicked—or perhaps cigarred?—down by none other than American president Bill Clinton himself, with pleasure-filled moans induced from her and all 😂. And normally, I really don't tend to enjoy the particular brand of tribal house that's on display here, but I think you can understand why I make such a big exception for this one. And of all the places to discover it too; like, what an absolutely ridiculous find here!

So, once again, never shut anything off, folks, because you really never know when you might come across an exclusive and exceedingly rare house track about a former American president's sex scandal on a mix from a country on a different continent that was most likely released when that president's successor had already taken office! 😊

Listen to the full mix here.

Highlights:

House of Glass - "Disco Down" La Cubanita - "My President" Fogo - "Another Star" Santos - "Camels"