#follow me on spotify to give me validation

[shittystartrekheadcanons]

So I did it

[xxflyingwiththestarsxx]

Tunes anyone?

Have fun w playlists such as ‘fratboisona’ and ‘no mom, I swear I’m fine’. If you’re in a loving mood, we got some ‘you’re my safe space’ and ‘songs to fall in love to’, and hey, if you just want to listen to some songs about a toxic pos, ‘you’re toxic’ would be your best bet.

I mostly have my spotify on liked, but I’ll add songs to playlists for future ‘moods’. I don’t know if anyone is actually interested, but just in case, y’a know?

[seokjinsonlyone]

How do you think each of the members are like as a best friend? I'm curious as to your take. You always somehow get them spot on.

a/n: first of all,,, thank you!!! second idk if this is what you was looking for but it turned out to be a luh calm mini headcanon,,, lemme know what u think 🫢

namjoon:

wants to hang out 24/7; always tries to make you be friends with his other friends so he can have one huge super group of friends to hang out with all the time

lowkey your biggest opp; like you’ll be having a heart to heart ranting about your life and what’s going on and “why is it always me? 😩” and then he’ll read you for filth detailing exactly why whatever’s happening is happening and what you need to do to fix it; and you sitting there like 🤥 because you was just tryna complain

perpetually busy but will literally drop whatever he’s doing the second you say you need him

seokjin:

people wonder if y’all are even friends because all you do is bicker because neither of you can fight the urge to play devil’s advocate on every single subject

the type to be the brother you never wanted; always tryna scare your boo things away; loves either going to your family home or having you at his; randomly puts you in headlocks to assert dominance; posts awful 0.5 pics of you on his close friends story

he may play with you but he don’t play about you; he can be mean to you because he loves you but it’s a no for everyone else; 100% not afraid to check someone who say something slick about you

yoongi:

likes to buy you random gifts in lieu of actually expressing affection

takes pride in being your bestie; if anyone else claims to be your best friend he’s gonna look at them funny and give them some push back; goes to you later on to confirm that He is in fact your best friend as if you’re not allowed to have more than one

regardless of whether it’s his cup of tea or not when you want to do something with him he always goes along with it

hoseok:

sends or tags you in every single video he finds even slightly amusing and expects you to react to them all; (bonus) you’d definitely make one of those muni long made for me videos

the one you call when you’re bored at work and y’all stay on the phone yapping for the rest of your shift

your shopping buddy!; sometimes you’ll both order a stuff online or maybe you’ll go thrifting or to target or something and then go back to his place and do a lil fashion show with all the stuff you bought

jimin:

would have the type of relationship with you that makes prospective partners suspicious because y’all are too close; it’s not your fault that people don’t understand y’all soul ties!!

the devil on your shoulder at all times; he’s the one you go to when you want validation to do something you know you shouldn’t do

whatever someone tells jimin they sign up to telling you too; you’re a package deal <3; there’s an actual tea party that takes place once a month that’s dedicated to spilling tea

taehyung:

the type to stick beside you no matter what; doesn’t matter how wrong you are no one gon ever catch him on anyone else’s side

has an uncanny ability to talk you into his harebrained schemes so you’re always getting into escapades and shenanigans

follows you on spotify to monitor and critique what you’re listening to; you’ll get random screenshots of what you’re listening to and what he thinks you should be listening to; never admits when you put him on to an artist or song

jungkook:

a fellow dnd warrior; may not have your back immediately but he will always have it eventually

you speak in terms of tiktok audios and obscure references of things that happen in your day to day life that were unreal

y’all will agree to go on a diet together and then proceed to watch mukbang/cooking videos for 3 hours and end up breaking the diet within a day of starting it

[bangtanintotheroom]

Model Behavior (M)

Still hooking over Still hooking over and die

• Pairing: Taehyung x Assistant!(F)Reader

• Genre: Idol!AU, Smut

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 3,181

• Summary: Helping with photoshoots brought you stress, excitement and a sense of validation. Today, you experience a new and unexpected emotion, thanks to the man at the center of it all.

• Warnings/themes: the Elle Korea photoshoot 😵‍💫, innocent touching (at first), flirting, eye contact, Tae in the open denim jacket ⚰️, making out, oral (m. receiving), a smidge of soft dom!Tae, Y/N using her teeth 🥴, restraining (with hands), cowgirl, semi-public sex, unprotected sex (a swift talk about BC and STDs is had!)

• Song Inspo: Quick Musical Doodles - Two Feet (Spotify | Soundcloud)

• Notes: When I tell y’all I am TIRED of this man wrecking me 🔪🔪🔪 I didn’t expect all of this from the Elle shoot! It got to me so bad that I started writing the beginning of this in the group chat… 🫣 Thank you to @minisugakoobies @sugalaritae @minttangerines for taking the ride to delulu land with me 💕💕💕 And thanks to @luaspersona for the helpful beta! 😚

• Taglist: @jimilter @joontied @jinsquishes @swweetnightt @minisugakoobies @minttangerines @sugalaritae @crisle19 @codeinebelle @ssaboala @kookprada @saweetspoiled @effielumiere @m1sss1mp

You're an assistant on the set of Elle Korea.

You've always been professional, especially since your position involved sprucing up the model at the time. From damn-near naked to partially covered, the human body never fazed you too much.

Until the day Kim Taehyung stepped into the room.

Your eyes were wandering.

Your responses were delayed.

Every time your fingers brushed against his sun-kissed skin, a spark began and traveled to the pit of your belly. And it didn't help that he had a tendency to look you dead in your eyes whenever you were in front of him.

His dark gaze penetrated you every single time.

But you managed to truck on and the rest of the shoot goes smoothly. Well, aside from the one time you almost missed your cue from the director, thanks to wishing you were the flower sticking out of Taehyung’s waistband.

Just as you were packing your bag, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You thought it was your boss and prayed that they didn't notice your slacking today; you had a cruise to go on next month. Opening your mouth with an apology ready, you spun around, only for it to evaporate.

For it was your distraction standing there.

"Hey. Y/N, right?"

Wait, he actually remembered your name? You were so used to 'the helper' or 'that girl' or 'you there' that the courtesy surprised you.

"Yes...Taehyung, right?"

A smile that lifted his cheeks came over his handsome face.

"That's me. Thank you for your help today, you work quick."

No Y/N, don't shuffle your feet like you're some shy schoolgirl.

Oops. Too late.

"Oh, thanks, but it's kind of what I have to do. If I was slow, I definitely wouldn't be here, haha."

You hoped you didn't sound too self-deprecating there, but it seemed to be okay as Taehyung chuckled.

"You have a point there."

Thinking that he was just coming by to pay his gratitude before moving onto whatever else million-dollar celebrities do, you were caught off-guard when he remained steady. For a few seconds, nothing was said as he continued looking you dead in your eyes.

Fuck, he needed to stop with that. Did he know what kind of power his deep brown orbs had?

"Y/N, listen. I need a bit of a favor before I leave for the day."

You blinked.

"You do? What is it?"

He shoved his hands in the pockets of his tight slacks, making the front of his open denim jacket part further, revealing more of that golden skin you kept eyeing up.

"I really liked these outfits. I wanted to see if you could give me the details on them so I could pass them along to my stylist."

Oh? You could do that. Anything to be around this gorgeous man longer.

"Of course! Just follow me to the fitting area, the bags have all the details."

Taehyung directed a box-like smile at you, nodding. You turned and motioned him to follow you down the hall and past people scurrying by with coffee trays and overflowing binders. Reaching your destination, you walked into the room with him, hearing the door shut behind as you made a beeline for the clothing rack along one of the walls.

You studied the cardstock hanging off of the first garment bag before speaking, "Okay, it looks like the red leather jacket you had was Valentino from the Fall/Winter 2023 collec—"

"Y/N."

You were interrupted by a baritone in close distance to your ear, turning your head to jump at how close Taehyung was standing next to you now.

"Y-Yes?"

His full lips curled into a crooked grin.

"I knew what collection that was from before I even got here."

Huh?

"You did?"

"Mhm."

A hand came up to hold yours, removing it from the paper.

That spark from earlier? Yeah, no, that was nothing, because his long and callused fingers against your smaller and somewhat dry ones lit a damn match inside you. And he only made the fire grow with the way his eyes lidded, looking so close to one of the shots that was taken earlier.

"Just wanted to get you alone."

Oh shit.

The air shifted thanks to his confession. The longer your gazes held, the more you forgot that you were at work.

You definitely shouldn't be alone in a dressing room with a famous idol. You definitely shouldn't be forgetting that anyone could bust in at any moment. You definitely should be reminding yourself about that cruise you still had to pay off. You needed this damn job and—

"Y/N."

A shiver ran through you. Damn, his voice.

"Don't think I didn't notice how you were looking at me the whole time."

Oops.

"I-I'm sorry, Taehyung, I shouldn't have been—"

Whatever else you wanted to say was halted when he pressed one of those appendages to your lips.

"Why are you sorry? You think I made you bring me back here for an apology?"

All you could do was stammer, looking undeniably stupid in front of someone who you deemed untouchable. Realizing you were at a loss for words, Taehyung took the reins and moved his finger before leaning down. You felt his wispy bangs brush against your forehead, eyes still on his smoldering gaze.

"If you're not averse to overtime, I'd like to see what's been running through this pretty head of yours."

Nope. This had to be a dream. Or a setup. Maybe that prick Kwan was trying to get you fired so he could get your position.

But...you didn't want to say no.

Licking your lips, you finally found your voice again.

"I...I don't want to get in trouble."

The idol didn't seem fazed, shoulders shrugging as he laid his hands on your hips.

"What happens in this room, stays in this room."

Ah. Well, that was what you would definitely consider a green light.

So you gave your own answer by grabbing the lapels of his jacket, tugging him in for a heated kiss. The next few moments were a blur.

There were hands roaming. His over your comfortable clothes that were starting to feel restrictive over time. Yours going straight for the warm, bare skin underneath the denim, doing your absolute best to remember every bump and dip. How many people would get to say they got to touch Kim Taehyung like this?

At some point, his back was pressed into the wall next to the rack, lips still ravaging your own. Your fingers went on autopilot for his belt, but as soon as you brushed the expensive leather, Taehyung broke the kiss.

"Hold on."

Uh oh. Did he change his mind?

You tried to stave off the disappointment coming on.

"What's wrong?"

He took your hands and pulled them away, but he never let go.

"I know how well these hands of yours work, baby—"

The smirk he gave you should have been illegal in over seventy countries.

"But I wonder if your mouth is just as talented."

Oh.

He had to have felt the way you trembled in his grasp. He had to.

"I mean...I've never had any complaints before."

Taehyung's eyes squinted at your sudden surge of confidence.

"Then don't be greedy. Sharing is caring."

Barely biting back a grin, you waited until he let you go before sinking down to your knees, coming face to face with a tent in his costly slacks. You began reaching for his belt again, only to feel a light swat to your hands. You gaped up at him in shock, only to quiver at the heat directed on you.

"I didn't say you could use your hands, did I?"

What had you gotten yourself into and how could you do it again?

“No, you didn’t.”

Taehyung’s straight teeth flashed dangerously.

“Don’t keep me waiting, gorgeous.”

While those few words rolled off his tongue, he took the opportunity to shift his hips closer to your face. You couldn’t hold back a swallow.

Hopefully, you wouldn’t make an absolute fool of yourself with what you were about to do.

You anchored your palms on your thighs, gripping lightly before you leaned forward, brushing your lips against the cool metal of his belt buckle. Praying that you wouldn’t get any marks on it, you took a hold of the leather with your teeth. You tried your best not to think of how stupid you might have looked, attempting to undo Taehyung’s belt this way.

But his word was absolute; no hands meant no hands.

Finally, you got somewhere, managing to release it from the metal prong before sliding the buckle away. This gave you access to his slacks now, relieved that this part would be much easier.

It was a good thing you only had lip balm on; any kind of stain on the expensive fabric would surely cause you to be reprimanded by your boss.

Your teeth loosened the button from its hole before going for the zipper tab, the sound of the fasteners undoing themselves like music to your ears. You went for his waistband as soon as you were finished, putting more force into your movement this time. With a sharp jerk, you pulled down enough to see a good portion of his briefs.

Just one layer left.

Taehyung seemed to be losing his patience, jutting his hips forward once again. Shooting him a reassuring look, you made quick work of the thin fabric. You barely had time to avoid his cock springing out and hitting you in the eye, face warming at the humored chuckle he gave.

Wanting to wipe the smirk off his face, your mouth engulfed as much of him as possible before giving a harsh suck.

“Shit—”

Lips curling around his length, you gave it your all, throwing in whatever tricks you were familiar with. Taehyung seemed to appreciate the effort, ebony eyes watching you like a hawk and filth-coated praises leaving his mouth.

“That’s it, baby— This what you wanted to do to me the whole day?”

Hopefully the way you fluttered your lashes got the message across.

“Goodness, I hope you’re not like this with every model you work with.”

Now your eyes narrowed, a hand coming up to swat his thigh on instinct. Unfortunately, you didn’t realize your mistake until Taehyung flew out to grab your wrist.

“What did I say, Y/N?”

Forgetting that your mouth was occupied, you began apologizing, but the idol was quick to stop you with his free hand.

“Give me your other arm.”

Your thighs quivered at the commanding tone covering the baritone now, obliging without a second thought. He wrapped his long fingers around your other wrist, keeping your arms up and next to his legs.

“Go on.”

You did not expect him to just take charge like that; the thought only made your pussy clench hard before you continued sucking him off.

For the most part, Taehyung let you do all the work. But sometimes his hips would come to life, taking a moment to give shallow thrusts into the wet heat of your mouth. The rational part of your brain freaked out whenever some of your spit threatened to leak out onto his pants while the horny part relished in the messiness.

Just before a large glob was about to slip past your lips, you felt him release your wrists and pull back to slide out of your mouth. While you were catching your breath, Taehyung helped you stand before walking you over to the couch on the other side of the room. He took a seat, keeping his legs spread as he tugged you by your hips to stand between them.

“Sorry to rush the fun, but my people are going to be looking for me soon.”

His hands already began working at your pants before the sentence was even finished.

“It’s fine.”

As soon as he opened the closures and yanked both waistbands down to your calves, you helped with getting them off your feet. He pushed his own clothing further down his legs and you straddled his lap, shivering at the sensation of his dick under your drenched core.

“You’re okay with this?”

Taehyung’s question took a second to sink in, but you nodded when it did.

“Yeah. I’m clean and safe.”

The man underneath you reflected the nod, hands sneaking around to cup your bare ass.

“Good. You don’t have to worry about getting anything from me, either.”

Your brows knitted jokingly as you felt Taehyung lift you up a bit.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to have to end up going to the media and letting them know that Kim Taehyung is carrying something.”

He merely chuckled, reaching down to guide himself to your entrance.

“And I don’t want to have to go to your boss and tell them about what went down in this room.”

Your mouth parted as you felt him begin to spread you out, words unable to come out until you were fully seated on his lap.

“T-Touché.”

Pleased with your acceptance, Taehyung took a hold of your hips and began pumping up into you. It was torture to have to hold back some of the louder noises you wanted to make, but you did not want to lose this damn job.

Guess you would have to show your appreciation another way.

Managing to balance yourself upright, you laid your palm on his chest, pushing the jacket aside to give you a better look at his torso. Your fingers roamed over the tanned skin, savoring the muscle and tone lying underneath. You took special interest in his stomach, enjoying the faint outline of abs that would show whenever he thrust up.

“Hey, that tickles.”

Your lips curled at Taehyung’s thick protest, sliding your index finger down to trace around his belly button.

“Sorry.”

He merely shook his head as you showed no signs of stopping your trek, digging his nails into your bottom.

“Sure you are.”

Taehyung made sure to get his revenge by pumping harder, forcing you to clap your free hand over your mouth, preventing a loud moan from escaping. He doesn’t slow down over time, fucking into you with abandon as low grunts left him. The model seemed content with watching you bounce above him for the most part. His dark orbs often switched between your face and where your bodies were connected.

The two of you continued until you felt that unbearable coil twisting in your gut, needing something extra to help it snap. Taking a chance, you removed the hand silencing yourself to grab one of Taehyung’s, sliding it between your hips. With a pleading look down at him, he nodded swiftly.

You were sure you tasted blood with how hard you bit on your lip when he started circling your aching clit.

But it was just what you needed, finding yourself getting to that precipice faster than before.

“T-Taehyung—”

Said man continued his movements, eyes steady on your face.

“Keep going, baby. Gonna make me come too—”

His admittance made your pussy quiver, but the excitement took a halt with a sudden thought you had.

“Wait, where are you gonna come?”

“I’ll pull out, don’t worry.”

Oh hell. If he did that, who knows where the mess would end up. While it would be unpleasant if it landed on your own clothes, any trace of semen on his own garments would cause a fiasco.

“Don’t, just— Stay inside, it’s fine.”

Taehyung gaped up at your words. It seemed like he wasn’t going to fight you though, not saying anything more. He let his hips do the talking for him instead.

With a few more steady thrusts and swipes over your bud, you saw stars behind your lids, arching your back and stifling down a cry in your throat. Your nails dug into the firm chest below, needing some sort of anchor as you rode out the tension. You almost missed the sight of Taehyung following behind you, watching as his face screwed up in bliss as ropes of release coated your walls.

His hips came to a stop after some time, his head flopping to rest on the back of the couch as he caught his breath.

“Fuck, that was good…”

You couldn’t speak quite yet, choosing to reflect the sentiment with an unsteady nod. The two of you took a moment to catch your breaths before you tapped his shoulder.

“We should probably get out of here now.”

“Ah.”

You were careful in pulling off of Taehyung’s dick, making sure nothing dripped out. Thankfully, a tissue box was nearby, allowing you to grab a few sheets to clean yourself up. You handed a couple to him as well.

Once you were done, you picked your pants and underwear off the floor, sliding them back on over trembling legs. Taehyung seemed to finish getting himself together at the same time as you, fastening his belt. He looked up at you with a grateful smile.

“Thanks for that, Y/N.”

You scoffed lightly, your own smile coming to the surface.

“I should be thanking you. When I woke up this morning, I didn’t expect to get the opportunity to fuck an idol.”

The taller man laughed at your quip, wispy bangs moving as he shook his head.

“Cross it off your bucket list. Who knows, we might see each other again in the future.”

Taehyung smirked at how flustered you became now, leaning down to plant a kiss on your swollen lips. He whispered against them, “Hell, I wouldn’t mind it. See ya.”

He didn’t even give you a chance to say goodbye, heading for the door. Shooting you a wink, he opened it before stepping out and shutting, leaving you all alone in the dressing room now.

Wow.

Did you really just sleep with the Kim Taehyung?

And got away with it?

A short laugh couldn’t help but come out.

Hopefully he was telling the truth when he said that what happened here would stay between the two of you.

Glancing at your watch, you decided to head back to the set to help break everything down. You walked over to the door and placed your hand on the knob.

A sudden realization froze your body and made your gut twist.

The two of you forgot to lock the door.

Motherfucker.

All you could do was sigh and shake your head before leaving; Taehyung better keep his pretty mouth shut.

©bangtanintotheroom, 2023. Crossposted to AO3. Do not repost to other sites or copy without permission.

[deuynndoodles]

kofi ★ commissions (open)

sideblog ★ discord server ★ ao3 ★ spotify

hey there! i'm dey and i'm an artist. use whatever pronouns you'd like. i mostly do doodles, illustrations, and comics, but there might be a random fic or animation on occasion.

cheers! 💫

my beliefs:

fuck racism. i acknowledge i am on stolen land. remember your daily click to help palestine!

queer rights all the way

pro choice

fuck ableism. informed self dx is 100% valid and fakeclaiming is always harmful.

pro endo. none of my business

neither proship or antiship. tag appropriately and we won't have problems

fiction influences reality and vice versa. media literacy is important so we don't get things mixed up

suicide baiting strangers and/or calling them slurs is really weird. stop doing that.

i love good faith. if someone says something, unless i have reason to believe otherwise, i will assume the best

honesty is the best policy. i am blunt and straightforward; i expect the same from you

if i ever do anything that offends you or juxtaposes with my beliefs, inform me in a private space

this is not a dni. keep these in mind before interacting. follow your own dni; block me instead of being an asshole.

faq under the cut!

faq

q: what program/device do you use? ibis paint x on samsung galaxy tab s8

q: what are mirror pronouns? i "mirror" your pronouns: when you refer to me, use your own pronoun set. (example: if you use she/they, refer to me with she/they).

q: what do the dates on your posts mean? i buffer my posts. the date refers to when i finished work on an art piece (in mm/dd/yy format, btw).

q: can i make something based on one of yours? absolutely! just @ me and give credit if it's specific enough.

q: can i use your art as a pfp/background/etc? of course. link back to me if it's in a public space.

[9lives2mics]

I just got myself unexcited about TBOC by reading my own Tumblr blog. They have done suggestive photo shoots before and it amounted to nothing!

I was absent from TWD sometime after The Lineup, although I remember the cabin scene and the, “if anything happens to her, I’ll kill you”

The Ezekiel arc drove me away permanently.

I want to see them together.

Their chemistry is magical- Caryl AND McReedus.

I want to see their story get the justice it deserves

Please give me hope!!

-shipping Caryl since 2014

Hello sweet Caryler. ❤️

I'm sorry to hear that you're unexcited again. It's unfortunate that there are a lot of unethical marketing practices that were used in the past to promote the flagship show.

We all want their story to get the justice it deserves. Norman and Melissa showing up for Carylers at Tribeca is a great sign, but the show's marketing needs to follow suit. We're hoping that the promo campaign focuses on them equally, amplifies the McReedus chemistry, and then follows through with the Caryl moments on the show.

The "friendship" narrative only works when it describes McReedus because they're clearly close friends. But the Caryl promo needs to lean into the romantic potential for it to validate the core audience and rise above the noise the friendship narrative can create. (Here's a post I wrote that will explain what I mean by 'noise'.)

Caryl have earned a beautiful, intricate, deep, cathartic moment of explicit canon. From the sounds of the Tribeca discourse, Melissa's vision for Carol's story landed really well with the audience. They should lean on her creative influence on the narrative to guide the post-production process. I say that because the season is focused more on Carol's story.

When it comes to Caryl, we hope Melissa and Norman can guide the narrative because they know their characters better than anyone. The Tribeca panel was meant to create a hook for the core audience, and it did a great job of that. Hopefully, the narrative hooks, emotional beats, and storytelling follow through with the hype.

Long story short: We wish we could give you hope but as excited as we are after Tribeca, we're also treading carefully. Do what's best for your mental health.

Maybe hearing us gush about our favourite Caryl scenes from the flagship show will help? 👀 (shamelessly plugging the podcast here)

SPOTIFY | YOUTUBE

- Shalaka ❤️

[roo-bastmoon]

In Defense of Our Alliance

My dear friends, there's trouble on the timeline today and it hurts my heart. I'd like to make a case for peace, if I may...

Every group of friends and all communities need every so often to hash out differences in points of view, personalities, and policies--but I suspect there's a bit more to it than that, this time.

We are beset on all sides with enemies we cannot fight.

Billboard keeps deleting sales without explanation, deaf to our requests or complaints. They absolutely have a double standard for the artists who pay radio to play. We cannot be sure any of our new buying methods will work, and in this economy, nobody has money to burn without a care.

YouTube keeps deleting views, again without explanation, despite folks streaming under premium accounts and following best practices. Watching those counts go down by the hundreds of thousands every hour is maddening, especially when it doesn't happen to artists who pay for ads.

Spotify froze and split title tracks. Hanteo deleted sales data the second records broke. The company went completely silent--neither celebrating Jimin's Hot100 #1 nor publicly acknowledging his being unfairly pushed down the chart--again, without explanation or recourse. Even some members were silent about his achievement.

Meanwhile, the LA Times is writing love letters to other groups trying to use our group for validation, which is just baffling.

This is to say nothing of the cult, the haters, the shooters from other fandoms, dragging our friends and our members through the mud, nonstop, all day every day, with a particular viciousness I'd normally associate only with actual diagnosed psychopaths.

And we knew there would be challenges, maybe even a contrived scandal or two, around Jimin's release. But I don't think anyone could predict this level of a shit show.

Everyone is exhausted; everyone is on edge.

What was supposed to be a fun and safe space has become a battleground.

And most of us are so ready to defend Jimin and the other members, yet we have zero hope of a fair fight.

It is no surprise to me that, with all that fatigue and pent-up anger, we are starting to fight amongst each other.

I must acknowledge that there are a fair few things we need to hash out as a fandom--the ability to call a spade a spade and not be labeled an anti; the ability to block or take time away and not be called a coward; the ability to criticize but not give in to hate or cult-like narratives; the ability to speak our minds without spewing negativity. There's a lot that needs to be addressed, and it's for heads clearer and smarter than me to untangle it all.

But I will say this:

Jimin has only us. That much is very clear.

So I put it to you now:

We NEED our archivists, who help capture and catalogue the important milestones and the little moments that illustrate why our fandom believes what it does.

We NEED our tutors, who help us make the most of our streams and purchases and votes so we are not wasting time and money and effort.

We NEED our cheerleaders, who help reset our attitudes into more positive, gentler, kinder, more honorable kinds of fans.

And we NEED our discourse blogs, the ones who can entertain multiple points of view without bashing or adopting any particular stance.

Most of all, right now, we need to unite. Because Jimin has very few other folks in his corner. Hobi goes in today. And while his other members love him, I strongly suspect he will feel the absence of Hobi's unfailing support, his clear demonstration of affection, and his wise counsel.

Now more than ever, we must come together. And to do that, we each much decide:

Why are we here?

If you're here to experience pleasure over a ship or a rush of adrenaline over drama and tea, if you just want to look at pretty pics and fics and not really get involved--okay. You are a casual fan. Nothing wrong with that. All I ask is that you do no harm while in this space. Don't fuel the flames of any feud, please.

But if you're here for Jimin, for BTS, for Jikook... then the goal has to be to support Jimin and BTS and Jikook first and foremost, yes? Even though it would feel great to pop off on someone you don't like or agree with (and I'm in Super Menopause thanks to medication so I absolutely sympathize with folks who do pop off--god knows, I have), please try to ask yourself:

Does it serve our common purpose?

Does it help?

Is it kind?

Would Jimin and Jikook feel honored by it?

Would BTS be proud of us?

And if the answer is no, then: forgive yourself for being human. We are none of us perfect.

But maybe take some time away to reset and recharge.

Real life is stressful; fandom life is stressful. Try to get some deep sleep. Let yourself enjoy a nutritious, hearty meal. Watch a comedy show that makes you belly laugh. Look at something so beautiful it makes you tear up. Listen to uplifting music. Pet an animal. Take a walk. Enjoy a luxurious bubble bath. However you restore yourself to your BEST self, you deserve that.

And then? Bring your best self back to this fandom. Because otherwise, we abandon it to the loudest assholes out there.

In the end, I believe we all want to support our boys and to make the best judgements on how to be a good fan. We may disagree on how to do that. But that's no reason to insult our allies or harshly judge the way they conduct themselves.

Shame is not a teaching tool.

Let's lead by example.

I'm a small blog. I'm nobody important. If you've read this far, I'm already surprised. But if you're still with me--please take this much to heart: I sincerely want us to get back to being the loving, intelligent, hard-working, focused fandom we've always been.

We are just regular people. We are going to have bad takes, and bad days, and bad attitudes. But let's give each other a little grace.

And if someone truly has bad intentions, and wants to ruin things, then let us calmly, quietly walk away from them. No need to give our precious time and attention to anything toxic. Toxic people feed off it and only get stronger, anyway.

Our time and energy is best spent on what brought us all here in the first place: BTS.

These are my thoughts, and I mean to say them sincerely and gently.

If this post rubbed you the wrong way, my DMs are open and I'm willing to listen to your thoughts. (Because DMs are always the best place to question someone or discuss something sensitive, I think.) But it's very unlikely that you'll change my mind about the need for us to work together and treat each other compassionately, so, you might wish to just quietly block and be on your way instead.

In any case, I just wanna say... I see you guys, out there. I see you trying hard. I see you contemplating the best way to make use of your time and resources. I see your bubbly enthusiasm and your devastating frustration. I see you, and I think each of you are very human, in the best sense of the word. Despite all the heart aches and hardships, I'm still proud to count myself among you.

It's not much, but I'm sending you guys my love and support. <3

It's gonna be okay. We'll get through this.

I'll show you.

[asydicsydney]

WTNV 244 LIVE REACT JOURNAL

"A Multiplicity of Kevin" I CALLED IT GUYS

It's been 6 minutes though, where's the actual episode?

Well goodnight y'all, see you in the morning Kevin

Good morning, thank you Spotify. I'm gonna become Kevin first though so I'm not sure when I'm listening

Love you too Joseph

Doesn't start with Kevin :(

Blender!!

Arch enemy slay

Not again

I AM I'M A KEVIN FAN

Lovely Carlos impression Cecil

Did she like legally legally adopt him? Implications..

As the standing continues to off

I am scared of the band room! Thanks Cecil

Denny's, great variety

NVHT!! I LOVE THEATER

Oh no they stole all the theater kids

Doing a great job at what??

The 21st? Alright Cecil I'll try

Rich loam :))

Goddammit Cecil

??? THE FUCK. LAUREN???

Ah shit

There's already two! You're a double!

Still got the knife, good to know

Poetry time real

God Ceec, stop giving the kid a crisis

They can't pronounce Jennifer?

Well they returned so, that's good

Hiiiiii

Crisscross applesauce :3

"Little one" that's so cute but it's also like just the accurate term of him

Young Kevin is not civilized?

At least it's a fair fight

SLAYYY LITERALLY TEETH TEETH TEETH TEETH

Your nemesis who is also your son

Sirens??

GORE YEAHHHH

Creatures?? Smiling God????

:D cat phone!!

#1 cause of bird deaths in my heart

You're one to talk Cecil (that was mean sorry)

Your whole... deal

Yayyyy

Which Kevin? Old kay

Just going for it then

"There's still time for you" HE'S CHANGED, HE KNOWS THE FUTURE, LISTEN TO HIM

How is the older one faster?? Dawgs been at physical therapy

Blood wells!

NOT THE BEAKERS AND FLASKS

WHY DOESN'T ANYONE CARE ABOUT CARLOS' STUFF??

YOU ARE HIM DUMMY

Cecil rant! Oh no I hate this

HOW MUCH YOGURT DID YOU PUT ON THE HOTDOG BUN??

Cecil's gonna fucking kill someone over yogurt dogs

YOU DO NOT SPEAK FOR ME

Which??? Kay

Gotta love my bloody boy

:)))

Weather :D

A bit of a shame I did bloodless Kevin today, but I'm tired okay?

Good weather btw

"The subtle death that the pleasure brings, is almost better than the real thing"

Oh it's ov- KEVIN HIIIIIIIII

Boy Kevin wants to be powerful and old Kevin wants to be peaceful

Were you 42 when you entered the DOW and 92 now Kevin?

Here's the thing though, boy Kevin thinks the only way to change is to erase. But adult Kevin lives with his mistakes and his love

Sunday Morning Stasis??

He set the path, you must follow it

Yayyyy!! Wtf do you mean you won't be alone? Lauren?? Charles??!!

Oh that sounds Strex-ish, I don't like it

You can be good enough if you accept goodness

Same Cecil

COULD THAT BE THE SANDSTORM?? IS THE CALL STILL VALID??

Horrible creatures...

[musicarenagh]

Join Us As we Dissect The Life Of Ozzient Do you ever reminisce about that special person you thought was going to be with you forever, how do you feel when you think about that person? Does it bring back good memories or bad memories, how does it make you feel, these are the feelings that oozes out of  Reminiscin', the latest track from the camp of Ozzient. He produced “Reminiscin”, and invited talented rappers to further bring out the theme of the song, and just as expected they delivered. But the centre of Ozzient grew up in a musical home full of creatives and this has really helped in shaping his musical ear. During his childhood he was taught how to play the Güira, it is a percussion instrument from the Dominican Republic used as a percussion instrument, it is made of a metal sheet and played with a stiff brush. But later along the line, he started to play the piano which was self-taught, although his mother plays the guitar, that wasn’t where his interest was. In a recent interview with Mister Styx of Musicarenagh, Ozzient shed more light on his upbringing and also touched on his musical journey and some of the challenges. Listen to Reminiscin below https://open.spotify.com/track/0foXhR1UYPXkWH3doKGD1Y Facebook Twitter Spotify Soundcloud Youtube Instagram What is your stage name? My stage name is Ozzient Is there a story behind your stage name? The story behind my stage name is that my friends in highschool used to call me Ozzie. I decided to add the "nt" at the end cause I feel like it adds a nice ring to it and also "ent" is kinda short for the word entertainment. Where do you find inspiration? I find inspiration everywhere I go. What was the role of music in the early years of your life? As a young kid I used to play the Güira (still do from time to time), I play the piano & I also beatbox as well. Are you from a musical or artistic family? I'm from a musically talented family, my brother taught me how to play the Güira, I always had an interest in playing the piano, & my mom loves to play the guitar. Who inspired you to be a part of the music industry? The person who inspired me to be part of the music industry has always been my brother that knows how to dance, sing, and play the güira because he's very versatile and always told me to never give up. How did you learn to sing/write/to play? I learned to play the piano by ear, and by looking at YouTube videos. My brother taught me how to play the güira. And beatboxing just naturally came to me. What was the first concert that you ever went to and who did you see perform? The first concert I went to was FLOSSTRADAMUS & Dillon Francis. How could you describe your music? The best way I can describe my music would be versatile, I like blending and mixing different elements of genres together. Describe your creative process. My creative process is to start off with the melody, then the chords, followed by the drums. I usually always start off with making the hook. Chorus first then work my way into making the verses of the tracks. https://www.musicarenagh.com/ozzient-features-pronto-valid-kay9-clarissa-on-feelin-a-vibe/ What is your main inspiration? My main inspirations are Eminem, DJ Khaled, Calvin Harris, & Mike Will Made-It. As to why is because I'd love to not only give back to my parents but also be able to be free and not worry about the money situation and of course I just love listening and making music in general. What musician do you admire most and why? The musician I admire most is Eminem because his music is always different as well as his flows, cadance, and delivery. He delves into different styles of music. Did your style evolve since the beginning of your career? I'd say that my style has evolved from the beginning. Who do you see as your main competitor? I don't see anyone has my competitors, we're all striving musicians, content creators and I think we should all be helping and supporting each other, that's how we grow as a community. "Team work makes the dream work."

What are your interests outside of music? My interests outside music consists of making graphic designs, playing video games, playing soccer, baseball & watching movies. If it wasn't a music career, what would you be doing? I honestly wouldn't know what I would be doing if it wasn't music. Music has always been my passion. What is the biggest problem you have encountered in the journey of music? The biggest problem I have encountered in the journey of music has been keeping up with promotion, networking, marketing, advertising & making more versatile types of content. It's a learning process and I love it cause it build character as well as your own portfolio. If you could change one thing in the music industry, what would it be? If I could change one thing in the music industry I think it would be the lack of support that comes from other artists & the biases that come from the music industry itself. https://open.spotify.com/artist/4T4wzr7w6p4zYpEAG0il5c Why did you choose this as the title of this project? The reason why I chose this as the title of this project is because this song talks about reminiscing about that special someone, who you taught would be the one. What are your plans for the coming months? My plans for the coming months are to continue putting out content that I enjoy and hope that people also enjoy it. Do you have any artistic collaboration plans? My artistic collaboration plans are to help smaller artists get a bigger spotlight as well as also getting their visions brought to life and heard by others. What message would you like to give to your fans? The message that I would like to give to my fans would be to never give up on your dreams, stay true to yourself and keep working hard at it. Thank you for being supportive and for always being there!!

[the-annotated-antichrist]

Act II, Track 13 - To Where I Weep

Song links: Spotify - YT Music - Apple - Tidal

Remember the last track of Act I, when Seth was alone with a bust of himself and sang about his feelings of isolation, that no one truly understood him? Now Helena is alone in the same room. A bust of her has been placed next to the one of her husband but, characteristically, she ignores it entirely. Instead, she sings a haunting soliloquy about her love for Seth and her pain at not being able to truly reach him.

[Helena:] The rays of sunlight glitter as they play upon your face The touch of heaven lingers in the shape of God's embrace And a voice from down the ages so sweet and beautiful Is reaching out to answer the calling of our soul The sculptor's art so proudly, it does form a masterpiece You're shaped unto perfection, from what eyes of man can see But with time a magic moment reveals from where it's dark No human hand may ever portray what's in your heart The final light is streaming deep down to where I weep Your face begins to ashen - your mystery to keep But as your eyes grow darker to mankind you must seem A stroke of light at nightfall, the temple of our dreams I so much long to travel where only you can go No matter where you'd lead me, beyond or far below No man nor god would find us if truth was ours alone A place to journey further, a place to journey home

Helena makes several observations here. She notes that while Seth's likeness is flawlessly captured, it is his "public face" that is portrayed, not his private doubts and insecurities that she is privy to. And when it comes to the parts of him that she cannot understand - the bust does not help with that at all.

In the final light of day (contrast this with the morning symbolism earlier - we now have dusk imagery!) his eyes "grow dark". This is true of the bust, but of course also of Seth himself, who now has to ready himself for harsher times. Johanna said at the end of Act I that Seth's "angel eyes are dark" - Helena now expresses a similar sentiment. A sense of loss pervades her words as she calls Seth "a stroke of light at nightfall" - the hope of a better tomorrow is fading. He is not the bringer of a new day anymore, but perhaps only a last flicker in a dismal reality - much like the morning star Venus can also be the evening star.

What has happened between "Jewels from Afar", where Helena told Seth that she understood his struggles, and this song? How many unsuccessful attempts has Helena made to reach Seth and establish true contact? Was Helena perhaps even there when Seth was revealed to be the Antichrist, but didn't say or do anything? How much did she know about the Antichrist thing before that day? And what does she think about it? She does not mention it at all, but since she's a Christian - wouldn't she have to care? Given that Helena seems generally willing to do absolutely anything to avoid conflict, it does not seem unlikely that she would choose to ignore this inner contradiction. In the last stanza, she states that she would follow Seth anywhere, even "far below", and that she wishes to hide with him from the demands of the world. She desires a state of perfect, harmonic unity with the man she loves, but reality keeps getting in the way.

I see Helena as a tragic figure, someone who is selfless to a fault. All her time is spent taking care of others - her garden, her mother, then Seth. She never makes any demands, she does not criticize or argue, she gives endlessly - which matches Seth's need for attention, admiration and validation. She does not contemplate her own likeness here, only her husband's. Not being able to help the people she loves is very painful to her. What would happen if she were placed in a situation where infinite gentleness isn't an option? We will see soon.

[the-mortifying-ordeal-of]

hello writing, my old friend

I've been missing you. I've turned off my Spotify DJ and queued up Bring Me Your Love, I'm freshly showered, my water bottle is refilled. I ended my shower with ever-colder water, gently mimicking the cold plunge, and I struggle to get a deep breath but I linger. I flossed and moisturized. My eyelids feel heavy and my studio is peaceful. I'm on the edge of a shiver and it feels good - I almost don't want it to come. I like the tingle, the anticipation, the pleasure.

Today is day two of wellbutrin. I had some nausea the first day, but no noticable side effects today. I've been on the multivitamin for a few weeks. I've gone several days without (ooh there goes the shiver) those brutal, delightful Alani Nus. I've researched and validated a perfect green smoothie recipe; I've gone through two and a half gallon bags in the past two weeks, and bought n washed two more from the farmers market yesterday. I still haven't smoked besides my one binge day, and I'm hardly drinking.

I don't know how I feel. I've missed you so much, Tumblr. I miss my old blog, my followers, the community, the exposure. I miss the accountability, the continuity. I was seriously considering giving her access to it, but that would violate his privacy in the process. Because he's there now, isn't he? Reading my posts, saturating my dash, texting me to make sure I'm ok. I want to spit. I made all my posts private and I've been refusing to engage. I want him to have access to me, want him to want me, want him to want me in his sacred writing, too. But it's messy and I'm angry and I'm really fucking tired and I just want bliss. I want hard conversations and blunt truths and abundant love; I want pleasure, play, screaming laughter, easy touch, exertion and recovery and comfortable, peaceful silence.

Watching her work situation is painful, and also validating. My own work life continues to haunt me. I know I could be fired at any moment and have to start from scratch, and I know I would desperately long for the opportunity to have this all back. But I can't help but want more, and I've been deeply grieving the dissonance of seeing myself not live up to my expectations - I've sunk to the lowest point and I can't believe I haven't gotten caught. I dread my check-in meetings, and it's eval season.

Personally, I'm proud - nearly elated - that I can feel myself coming out of this. I've been feral, numbing and howling and circling the drain. It feels like a miracle of privilege and chance that so much continues to go well. But I haven't been able to work and I'm mortified that it shows but no one has said anything.

I've also ghosted my therapist. Cancelled a session under the pretense of preparing for a trip, told her I'd reschedule when I got back. It's been weeks. I'm still mad at her, mad at myself, for getting so friendly that my suicidal outreach seemed like a joke. I tried to tell her it was bad, tried to tell her it felt like too much, but I also laughed and joked and charmed and lied. I'm mad at both of us for falling for it. I don't want to repair it. Not right now.

I'm still not getting a full deep breath. I'd like to sleep soon, but I suspect that despite my yawn and heavy eyelids, I'll toss and turn for a while longer: too warm, too distracted. I haven't done my daily meditation yet. I could read Meg's book, or the new Patrick Rothfuss, or that new AlAnon daily reader that I bought and never cracked open. I could make tea or give myself a massage or do some yoga. I could listen to my Spanish audiobook and enjoy the lesson without any urgency to sleep.

Once I'm a bit healthier, I do think I'd like to try donating plasma again. I imagine I'd need to disclose the Wellbutrin. I could use the extra cash. I'm going all out for my best friend's 30th and I do have the money, but I'd like to earn it back soon.

I really haven't had sex flashbacks since she started asking if I'd had flashbacks. Maybe it normalized them, took the sting out. Maybe I'm lying to both of us. I still haven't come, but it does feel good. We watched the series finale of Feel Good this morning and I started crying when Mae's mom apologized for not wanting to know, and had to leave the room for the Scott confrontation scene. Some wounds run deep.

I'd talked to my best friend about my sex/online history this past December, and earlier this week I told her my medication/diagnosis history. She hadn't know about my dad's stuff until this past summer. It's crazy to think that we went a decade without me sharing any of that.

Oh God and I haven't even written about AG's show yet. I don't have the energy right now, but I tend to not circle back when I mention wanting to write more about things. I hope I remember forever. Love, love, love.

I'll come back more, I promise. I'm here for the long haul. I'm doing it, I'm trying, I'm feeling, I'm here. I'm here. I want to keep being here.

[hassunkurinen]

[imaginedreamwrite]

Taken: Part 2

“I thought your sister talked to you,” from across the table, May shot you a dirty look.

You had told her that you talked to Peter; you told her you went off on the two mobsters in nearly the same breath. And like you had told her, Peter was an adult. He could make his own decisions. And he had.

“You put her up to it?” Peter hissed, his arms folded, and a boyish attempt at a sneer crossed his face. “May-“

“You have no business being in the mob, Peter! Not with those two-“ May’s voice started to rise, and so did Peter’s.

“It’s my choice!” Peter yelled in his defence. “And I want to do this!”

“Peter, you are smart, capable! You could become a biochemist like you’ve always wanted!” May and Peter were starting to go after each other, each with their valid arguments, and you were fading into the background.

This night had started with the three of you having dinner like you usually did, the typical Friday night get-together before you went to work from 8 pm-2 am.

This night was turning out to be the most eventful, although not entirely surprising. There was usually an argument at the dinner tab, albeit most of the time, the fight was between you and Peter, not Peter and May.

“I should go,” you disdainfully excused yourself, wishing you could see them fight with each other, but you had to take the subway from Queens to Brooklyn before it got too late, “try not to kill each other.”

You smirked and waved bye to Peter and May, watching them ignore you for the sake of carrying on with their argument. You slipped your boots on your feet and left the apartment, closing the door with a click. After you had reached your hands into your pockets to grab your earbuds, you slipped them into your ears and started playing whatever random Spotify playlist was created for you and moved down the stairs.

You slipped through the door to the apartment building and started walking down the street toward the subway, stopping when you thought you had heard footsteps behind you. You turned your head to the left, feigning looking at the street signs when in reality, you were trying to see anyone behind you.

“Paranoia,” you mumbled and turned back. You were aware that someone was watching you, you could feel the hair on the back of your neck standing up, and upon walking again, you picked up on the footsteps following you.

You crossed the street and made it to the top of the subway, those familiar footsteps following you. With gumption stemming from annoyance, you whipped around and came face to face with a familiar face, or at least one you’d seen in the last few days.

“The bouncer?” You questioned, seeing the one who tried to stop you from disrupting the meeting between Peter and the two idiots who owned the city.

“Y/N Parker, your presence is requested-“

“No.” You turned around and started walking down the steps to the subway tunnel, hearing him follow you.

“What the fuck did you just say?” His heavy footsteps came barrelling behind you.

“I said no, asshole. You wanna hear it in another language?” You kept moving until you came to the bottom of the subway tunnel, mere feet from the first station.

“You don’t have an option-“ he reached out and grabbed your arm, whipping you back to face him.

“Get your hand off me.” You warned him, not in the mood to be manhandled.

“Mr. Barnes and Mr. Rogers want to see you.” He growled, his lip curled and a look that was meant to be intimidating flashed on his face.

“Oh, good for them.” You yanked your arm and had nearly gotten it out of his grip when he pulled your appendage again.

“They won’t take no for an answer.”

“I’m giving you one more chance to let go of me.” You dug your heels in, warning him fair and square before you reacted with physicality.

“What are you going to do about it, little girl?” His eyes flashed, his bottom jaw juts out.

With your patience drained, you swung your leg forward and slammed your foot into his crotch, the instantaneous pain making the solid mass of a man crumple. He covered his crotch with his hands, crying worse than a child as he cursed you under his breath. He had fallen to his knees and clutched his aching cock, the dire hit bringing an sharp flow of tears to his eyes.

“If those two douchebags are so intent on talking to me,” you stepped around his body as it lay on the subway floor, “then they can find me themselves.”

You started to walk away before you stopped and glanced over your shoulder. “FYI, since you didn’t pass kindergarten, it’s never nice to put your hands on a lady unless she asks.”

You stalked away from him, moving toward the station to buy your ticket, to ride the train to your job, where you would spend your night mixing drinks, watching women take home men who weren’t good enough and then doing it all over again the next night.

This little interruption wasn’t exactly new. You had dealt with men like him before, men who relied solely on their size to intimidate women into doing what they wanted.

And you had learned that the dick was the money shot. Go for the dick, and all ‘strong’ men crumbled.

Like that asshole who thought grabbing you and staring at you with a stupid look on his face would make you do what he wanted.

As if that would be enough for you to miss a whole shift’s worth of wages plus tip.

“Idiot.” You rolled your eyes as you took your place on the train and looked over your shoulder, seeing the man being lifted by a couple of equally looking goomba-goons.

You turned back with a self-satisfied smirk.

This had to be enough to make them leave you alone. You weren’t worth their trouble.

“You didn’t get her?” Bucky seethed, his arms crossed over his chest as he fixed his steely glare upon the man who failed so horribly.

“She broke my fucking testicle!” He raised his voice, groaning from where he lay on the hospital bed, an IV in his arm and the heartrate monitor to his right.

“Parker is less than half your size-“

“She kicked me in the fucking nuts! She broke my fucking testicle! I tried, but that bitch-“

“I love her already,” Steve grinned, his arms folded over his chest, his ankles crossed as he leaned against the wall in the hospital room, “what else did she say?”

“She said, “if those two douchebags are so intent on talking to me, then they can find me themselves.” And then the little whore went on her merry little way.”

Bucky laughed under his breath and shook his head. You’d crossed their paths when you first yelled at your brother, and that minor incident had put you both on their radar.

Peter was a skinny little kid, still, a boy trying to be a man, but he was eager, and he was brilliant. If he were willing to put in the work, which he had, then they would take him on as one of their guards.

And, given the reaction they knew he had gotten from your aunt, Peter was eager about it, about their decision to take him in as one of their own.

And you…they couldn’t stop thinking about you. So many women they’d come across certainly had a spark or a fire to them, but you were the whole damn inferno.

You knew their reputation, you knew who they were and what they did, and you didn’t give a shit. You didn’t care that they could make you disappear, completely eradicating you from the city, from the face of the earth. You didn’t watch. You didn’t show a semblance of care toward them, toward their business.

That had been when the flames first engulfed them, but now after this event, they were going to turn to ash.

Because of you.

“What else?” Steve asked, not knowing if there was something else but vying for another short word from their girl.

“She said, “FYI since you didn’t pass kindergarten, it’s never nice to put your hands on a lady unless she asks.” The stupid bitch-“

“You want me to cut off your tongue?” Bucky threatened with a certain calmness that was terrifying. “You don’t talk about a lady like that.”

“She broke my testicle!” He screeched. “And you’re defending that whore-“

“Keep running your mouth,” Steve reiterated Bucky’s warning, “he won’t tell you twice.”

The man in the bed swallowed thickly, his eyes darting between Bucky and Steve. His hands were balled into fists; the blanket held tight in his palms. “This isn’t a one-time thing? I tried to get her-“

Steve pushed himself off the wall and walked toward him, his blue-green eyes flashing. “And you failed. But the little princess wants to meet face to face. We’ll abide by her request.”

“What about me?” He looked panicked; his eyes widened when Bucky moved to the door and locked it with a quick flick.

“You heard Parker,” he slipped a hand into his pocket, “it isn’t nice to put hands on a lady unless she asks.”

“Gotta start the relationship off on the right foot,” Steve moved around the other side of the bed, restraining the man in the bed as Bucky produced a knife from his pocket.

“Hold still,” Bucky smirked, “wouldn’t want any unintended injuries.”

[nightswithkookmin]

Well we have already heard Jimin singing Falling in Festa 2020. It could be jimin’s one of the favorite song, so JK could have decided to cover it. It could be a birthday present for Jimin and also it could be a reminiscence for their fourth year anniversary of their Tokyo trip? This Is just my theory. What about yours?

I like where your mind is at.

Random meme. I saw it as someone's profile picture and anytime i get notifications from that account I roll off the floor.

I don't think everything JK does is about Jimin though because then that strips away his own individuality, expressions of self and stifles his exploration and rediscovery of his persona through expressionism which I think are equally valid and intriguing parts of him.

Jimin is not the only thing in his life that gives him character. That imposition is how some of the members end up not posting on the birthdays of certain members of certain ships.

He is a passionate young man with various interests besides Jimin. He loves music, he loves art, he loves body art and he loves to goof around sometimes.

At his core he defines himself as Artist and that i think is his center.

But he loves the things he loves and that certainly includes Jimin. No one can convince me he doesn't love Jimin too.

I think I mentioned this on Ko-fi, seeing him whip out his camera in Soop to film Bam validates the love we projected onto him each time he took out a camera to film Jimin for his GCFs.

He enjoys capturing memories in a moment, memories of things he loves in moments when he is at peak joy.

That's exactly what he used to do with Jimin in all those times he'd follow him around with his lens. Jimin birthed a whole passion in him. But while that may not be a definite proof of the love and intimacy between them it dispels any and all notions that Jungkook hate Jimin.

If he hates Jimin he must hate Bam too.

He teases Bam, hussles him up, tells him not to be over protective because he can protect myself. To me it's the same parlance he's used with Jimin in the past pushing him away, not wanting him to be too clingy, teasing the shit out of him etc.

And yet he got called an abuser and hater for the way his dynamic played out with Jimin. Yet these same people praise him and express joy over the way he is with bam now.

I beseech you, if you've ever preached the whole Jimin fell first Jungkook fell harder theory, I plead with you to reexamine Jungkook's love language and how he chooses to express it and rethink that whole theory.

Jimin didn't fall first. He was just the loudest.

Talk of JK's self expressions: the difference between GCF Jimin and GCF Bam is, after filming Bam he didn't and hasn't shared those footages with us.

I remember saying in a post, that I often wonder what outlet he's been using to express himself. Social media used to be an outlet for his creative and emotional epressions. From his Twitter posts to Vlive to GCFs.

But over the years we've seen him gradually pull back from everything even culminating in him not posting for the members's birthdays

But that's also not to say he doesn't share with us. He knew what Soop was and decided to send Bam anyway. It was a good opportunity for Bam to spend time with the members and make their acquaintance. Clearly some of them hadn't met him at all.

He also chooses to cover songs and posts them. That may be fulfilling both a creative and emotional need in him.

Do I think he did it to celebrate the anniversary of his GCF? I'd be lying if I said I genuinely believe that- for reasons I won't share because I'm anal retentive.

But it's a theory and I don't think it's harmful to anyone. Nor am I entirely mad at it.

Do I think he covered it because Jimin sang it in Festa. No. Granted, the boys move in the same circles and it's not surprising to see them share similar songs on their playlist. I think I saw Yoongi's spotify playlist from sometime back with Falling on the list.

Hell they introduce songs to eachother all the time and even Never Not was covered by Taehyung too.

But I do think it's likely he's seen all those comments about JM Falling in Jikook tags and used that as a prompt. Or the lyrics resonates with him given us its been around for a while...

Or he really been lurking around my blog and saw all that toxic masculinity debate and my Harry styles memes and is sending haters a message. Hashtag Goldminkook real. Jungkook protector of lesbians and queers

About this being a late present for JM, that would be even more confusing to me than this being a celebration of GCF.

He can't send a simple birthday message openly on Jimin's birthday but he can cover heartbreaking songs about him a few weeks post his birthday???

What a complicated fella.

I think he's still pretty much in his love me in private phase much like Tae- except Tae is on a mission to ruin all his gay ships😥

He says he's a VNamjooner now

I think there's a difference between the songs JK recommends and the songs he covers.

When he recommends a song it's because there's a message somewhere he wants us to hear. Whether it's a message of "this song is so beautiful and I want to share that with y'all" or a message of "this song speaks to me" or "this song has a message I want to deliver across to y'all or a special someone."

When he covers a song, it's all that plus his own personal touch, his emotions and artistry in play.

In which case, it can be assumed he's heard it a lot, listened to it a couple of times, looked up its meaning, watched a few videos on it perhaps and then tried his hands on it.

I don't know the interpretation he has given the song this time, but I don't think its a confessional song. It's consistent with the pattern of heartbreak songs we've seen on his list in recent times and you can almost tell which part of the song resonates with him the most. He put his heart into that.

But as I said before, his music preferences almost always have similar themes running through them. When you piece them together it's almost like one giant love letter over the course of his life.

No limit in the sky I won't fly for you

You give me purpose.

I'll never not think about you.

All of my life.

Still with you.

Savage love

Please don't see just a boy caught up in dreams and fantasies.

I'm falling again.

His music is either a celebration of love, confession of love or as seen lately lamentations over loss of love. Its shifted from a young man promising himself to another, professing his love and loyalty, expressing concern over an inevitable end and pleading with a love interest not to waste the little time they have together to musing over a love that hurts, being at a cross road, how much his heart is breaking or what he's loss.

take this with a grain of salt. my delulu pants are still on😊

Personally, lately I'm into songs that are foreboding and talks about being at a crossroad, being confused in life and trying to figure shit out. I wonder why but also not exactly surprised.

Jk has shared much with us to piece anything together from my side. This song felt very random but not exactly out of character. With all the 'i have something on my chest I need to let out' you'd think he'd cover eminem or Agust D chilee.

At least Tae saying he wanted to sing ugh was on brand. I want to pick the world up and drop it on someone's head. Jk is interesting.

I could make a few guesses as to the why but I don't want to. I'm taking it easy on the delulu stuff.

But I'm looking forward to the rest of Soop to see a glimpse into their lives when they are not working and fanservicing it up. He and Suga tried making music in Soop. Who knows what new inspiration has hit him.

I'm waiting for Tuktukkers to say JeonBam is fanservice to cover up Taekook. Jimin said Jk is his puppy prince, the way I see it it's mutual for both of them.

In conclusion, I don't have a theory. Just still observing and enjoying the content as and when.

I love that he loves Harry Styles's music. Harry is a talented artist and that song is fire!

Jk is cool. I like him. Y'all should too.

GOLDY

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Ask game time! When you get this post 5 songs and then send it to 10 other people <3

But also can they be like a 5 song playlist for Michelle or Charlie 👉👈

Oh, I didn't see the second addition! Who am I to turn down a request like this! <3 Michele has his own playlist on spotify as well!

Michele:

Blame It On The Girls by Mika - To combine your requests, I love the idea of Charlie taking Mika's role here as he sings to & about Michele 😆 It's really the "Your life could be perfect, but there's this little voice in your head that always ruins it for you" that makes it a Michele song. That, the dead father line and the pansexuality.

La ballata del Michè by Fabrizio de André - TW Suicide mention for this one. I love how it's a wonderful song to waltz to on a late summer day, but the song is about a man named Michè who killed himself in prison, because he couldn't bear to be parted from his love for so long - at least that is what the narrator tells us. No need to explain why this song fits.

The Man by The Killers - I know it's an ironic song about toxic masculinity and it's 50% that for Michele as well, a bit tongue in cheek about his role as a big fish in the pond. It's also 50% genuine though, albeit that it suits him genuinely better before his fall from grace.

I'm Still Standing by Elton John (cover by Taron Egerton) - Something for my recovering Michele, celebrating that he survived his childhood and all the damage it caused. "Looking like a true survivor! Feeling like a little kid!"

Vietato Morire by Ermal Meta - I imagine this song to be something that Michele teaches the twins, based on his own childhood experiences, but it's also a reminder to himself. The chorus goes as follows: "Change your stars, if you try it you will succeed // And remember that love never hits in the face // My son, remember // The man that you will become // Can never be greater than the love you give"

Michele's playlist has a lot of rather bleak songs, due to how central his issues and character development are to the mainstory. I tried to aim for a mix that showcases both. Honorary mentions to other stuff on the playlist: The In-Between by In This Moment, Requiem from Dear Evan Hansen and Eros and Apollo by The Studio Killers.

Charlie:

Grace Kelly by Mika - I don't know how far you've made it into Italian Affairs by now, but it's the Charco subplot. It's just the Charco subplot - and Charlie in general! It's as if someone had turned his feelings & train of thoughts into a song! He's so proud of his individuality, but he also craves validation from the people he likes so badly. "Do I attract you, do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty, am I too flirty, do I like what you like? Yeah, I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome, guess I'm a little bit shy. Why don't you like me, why don't you like me without making me try?"

I Like Boys by Todrick Hall - No explanation needed. It's His Gayesty.

Zielscheibe by OOMPH! - This song is about teasing and provoking people who try to bully or ostracize one. It's also in the Charlie & Robert playlist on spotify, for the obvious reason that the person Charlie likes to tease with his pure existence the most is Robert. "Shoot finally, pull the trigger at last // Come and use me as a target for your prejudices! // I like it when you take a shot at me!"

Who I Am by The Score - Charlie is by far not the only character who takes pride in who they are as a person, but it was an integral part of his character from the beginning. This song is a good example of it.

Open Wounds by Skillet - I haven't listened to this song in a long time, but it still deserves its spot on my LFLS Playlist as an example of the relationship Charlie had with his father Connor. Charlie really loved his father and hoped until his last breath that Connor would accept him after his coming out instead of making him feel like he had failed him as a son.

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Ask Answers: December 11th, 2020

How old are terri, miranda, lee, shiloh and jeremy? Are they all the same age as the mc?

Step 1: MC is 8 and Shiloh is 7

Step 2: MC and Lee are 13 and Jeremy is 12

Step 3: MC, Lee, and Terri are 18, Miranda is 19 (though she just barely turned that age)

How many different personalities are there for Jamie? Does picking one color of dialogue option mark down the personality or is it the choices and actions themselves?

There’s not really any set amount of personalities. You can mix and match traits in different ways and different levels, it’s really up to you. The colored options just give an idea of the tone of what you’re doing (whether it’s serious or more lighthearted or more emotional, that sort of thing).

Hey! Sorry to bother, but I was just curious. Why does MC and Cove react the way they do in the errands moment? It just sorta seems like they overreacted to being left alone in the farmers market. 

I’m a little confused on what you mean. You can choose not to care or to have a good time, your MC doesn’t have to be upset. There are more choices that lead to upset feelings, but that’s because there’s really only one way to say you’re really okay and multiple ways to feel upset (sad, angry, scared, etc). And if someone is upset, there’s nothing wrong with that. Feeling fine is okay too.

As for Cove, he’s just like that. Cove is a sensitive guy and he is especially bothered by parents pulling stunts without talking to their kid ahead of time. If you wanna annoy Cove, that exact thing they did is one of the fastest ways to do it, ahah. And he’s not gonna let it slide just because it was the MC’s parents doing it to them rather than one of his own parents doing it to him.

so if I were to become a one time patreon pledger, would I still have access to the things from that tier after the month is over (such as 18+ pics or access to a demo/beta)?

If you join Patreon for one month you’ll get everything released that month and have access to all our past posts, and you can save the stuff to your own computer to keep it forever. But you won’t get access to things that come out after your subscription has ended. So if you want to join for a specific piece of content, just make sure you wait until that content has already come out and then subscribe.

Why did Noelani and Pamela decide to adopt within the USA when they had previously adopted abroad?

Because we wanted to highlight more than one type of adoption. Both are valid.

At what age was MC adopted in our life?

Only around a year old, but it’s flexible based on what the player wants for their story.

If Pamela is estranged from her family and Noelani doesn't really talk to her's, where did Lee come from? 

Lee is a backer created character, she wasn’t originally part of the cast. Because our main supporter wanted her to be related to the MC’s family, we gave Pam one sibling she still talks to and that sibling has a daughter, Lee. The game was still in pretty early development way back then when we first mentioned the family situation. It’s just kind of inevitable that during the game making process some things ended up changing, aha.

In the relationship DLC’s for Derek and Baxter will there be options for polyamory to include Cove?

I’m afraid not. The way Our Life: Beginnings & Always works doesn’t support developing a poly relationship well, it’d very quickly build up too many alterations to manage. But we do hope to feature polyamory options in future games.

Will it be possible to confess to Cove (or vice versa) in Step 4, if it hasn't been done already? 

Yeah!

are you going to put the credits song on youtube or spotify? i really like it and want to play it for my friends 🙏🥺 ty 

I’m so glad you like it! We have rights to use the song in our game and for our game to be the only game it’s ever used in, but the rights to sell/upload the song belong to the actual creators of the music. We’re happy to let them decide where they’re comfortable posting the track.

Quick question, do you plan on continuing to use MC we can custom? I liked all your games but being able to customize Our Life's MC was awesome 

I can’t say if every game we ever make from now on will have a super customizable MC, but we are planning other projects with that feature. Our Life: Beginnings & Always won’t be the only one.  It’s nice to hear you appreciated the effort to add that.

Can I just express my disappointment that you only get a 'makeout session' in Step 3 if your MC is outgoing? My shy MCs miss out on grabbing the Cove booty... xP

Whether or not you can make out with Cove and how intense it can get depends on how long you’ve been a couple. If your shy MC takes longer to get with Cove, he’ll need more time before he’s ready to do that sort of stuff. And if your confident MC has been with him for years already, then he’s at a point where he can go that far with them. I’m afraid patience is required when it comes to romancing that boy, haha. 

If we played in 1.0 and we updates to 1.1 do we have to start over? Or do save files transfer? I hit the "ignore" not sure if I should have for the game to work properly 

1.0 save files should work with version 1.1. If you’re getting error reports can you send us more details about what the error is saying?

Bug report: At the end of the 'Mall' DLC moment in Step 2, there's a point where Cove says the MC's name, but it's said in his Step 1 voice instead of his Step 2 voice. I don't know if it happens with ALL names, but it happened with my most recent game using the name Devin.

As a follow-up to my earlier bug report about the voiced names (or at least Devin) in the Mall moment, I had the same issue in the Soiree moment as well (with the same name - again, it might just be that one).

Thank you for the report! Can you let me know when you downloaded the DLC files? I think that should be fixed in the most recent version of them.

Dear gb-patch, I'm one of the OL Kickstarter backers (and I had and still have a great time with your updates, it's great to see the project grow and you are great in communicating with your fans 💕).

I want to wait until all steps are complete until I play, I know I'll enjoy it even more if I can experience it all together. Because of that I didn't open the game myself but I just saw your post with the screenshot of the voiced names and noticed that the name that I submitted to you isn't on the list. The name is Mai (or May), will it be available later?

Thank you for supporting us! Mai is one of the names that we’re still working on. It accidentally had a tone missed.

And thank you for all of these asks <3

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