#how do i edit a documentary?

[hydenine]

I was curious about the rumored What We Do in the Shadows finale schedule and went over to the FX website to look for myself, and on the schedule it looks like they changed the listings to now read:

The Finale

The Finale.

and

The Finale..

with all of the descriptions now the same, but the episodes still listed as 11, 12, and 13, and all of them tagged as 'New.'

I'm so curious what they're gonna do???

[roscoehamiltons]

i'm screaming at this moment in the brawn gp doc where the brazilian journalists are trying to curse jenson from winning the 2009 brazilian gp by not only setting up one ladder for him to walk under from the restaurant exit but also setting up another ladder for their car to drive under once they're at the hotel parking lot

[inpursuitofnunchi]

the best acting in dunki is done by srk's hair, followed closely by vicky kaushal but unfortunately he vanishes off the script in about 5 seconds.

[understandableparadox]

gotta long head, sorting hat put me in the daddy house

[anauwhere]

Sometimes i think about that post/comment (I forgot)that said that puritan zoomers would put a banner tw death in a cemetery cause it was too real

[wanderingandfound]

What do you call somebody who doesn't seem to be an out-and-out scammer, but is always jumping on the latest tech bandwagons and puts their name on things they haven't even read let alone written and doesn't make sure their coworkers/employees are adequately compensated even when their Kickstarter makes over seven times its initial goal but when they do make good things those things are very good? And it probably isn't solely the work of their coworkers/employees?

[renthony]

A significant amount of my opinions about modern queer television are influenced by researching older queer media.

I see a lot of the same vitriol in modern queer fandom discourse that has been playing out in queer spaces since film and television were invented. Shows in the 70s started making steps toward sensitivity consulting in queer media, even as the networks fought them on it. Imperfect but earnest queer representation was met with aggressive protests by homophobes and queer people who thought it wasn't good enough. The argument over good representation vs no representation has been happening for decades and decades.

You spend enough time immersed in old queer media and you really start to vibe with Harvey Fierstein's words in The Celluloid Closet documentary. Or at least, I do.

Harvey Fierstein: "I liked the sissy. Is it used in negative ways? Yeah, but, my view has always been visibility at any cost."

The way I see it, the way to genuine, loving queer representation that showcases a vast array of experiences is to stop demanding perfection. The fewer queer stories that are allowed to exist, the more of the heavy lifting those stories have to do in the representation department.

When we have numerous queer stories, it's suddenly much less important to argue over whether the queer characters in question are "good" or "positive." They can just be queer characters who exist in the same infinite variety as straight characters. They can be messy, they can be flawed, they can be honest portrayals of the complexity of human existence.

Queer representation will never be perfect, and striving for perfection is how we shoot ourselves in the foot.

Some starter reading for those interested:

Alternate Channels: Queer Images on 20th-Century TV (revised edition) - Steven Capsuto

Hi Honey, I'm Homo!: Sitcoms, Specials, and the Queering of American Culture - Matt Baume

The Celluloid Closet: Homosexuality in the Movies - Vito Russo

[magentagalaxies]

realized the thing that was making this so difficult was that i was trying to figure out the audio and visual sequencing at the same time, so tonight i decided to just focus on the audio and got through the whole trailer!! some of these quotes will have the visual of when they were said, some will have other clips over them (both of classic buddy stuff and B roll of me following scott around with a camera). there will also be music underscoring it so there will be some pauses where it's just visuals + music, and a few parts where there will just be onscreen text like "a film by jessamine manchester" or something (especially at the end)

btw if you want to "read" the trailer i did it as four columns: top-to-bottom, and then when you get to the bottom of one it immediately goes to the top of the one to the right. apologies for some of these being lowkey illegible (especially the blue cards, which are things i only thought to grab while i was making the timeline so they're handwritten placeholders) but like you're gonna see the finished trailer at some point anyway

one month into the paper edit on the buddy cole documentary trailer and i'm finally fed up enough to just straight-up google whether i know what i'm doing

[cheriladycl01]

ANGST ( friendship ended, ego battles, Championship, Ferrari, Red Bull, Dutchman, American Girl, unrequired love, Title battle)

Y/N and Max have been friends since their go-karting days. She was a driver for Alpha Tauri and achieved spectacular results with the team and was hoping to take the second seat at Red Bull, but as other drivers are ahead of her to take that spot, she accepts a million-dollar proposal from Ferrari. Max is bewildered by her decision and breaks up a years-long friendship for a trivial reason, as she is thinking about the good part of her career and at Ferrari she has a chance to fight for titles. She is devastated by Max's reaction and his contempt for her, the Dutchman starts to pretend that the American doesn't exist and ignores her both in the paddock and in Monaco, where they live. Fans, fellow riders and the media are devastated how such a lasting friendship ended in such a heavy climate, the American media blasts Max, while the Dutch media trashes Y/N. Y/N and Max enter into a brutal and fierce dispute for the 2024 championship, more tense than 2021, due to the entire context that involves the two. Max felt betrayed by her leaving Red Bull and by her never realizing that he always liked her, but now she's the one who doesn't want anything to do with him in her life anymore and she's going to do whatever it takes to be world champion. They arrive in Abu Dhabi tied and in the wheel-to-wheel dispute, Y/N becomes world champion, and Max realizes that he made a mistake with the love of his life and is humbled by her forgiveness.

This is the story of us! - Max Verstappen x FerrariDriver! Reader

Plot: In the style of a documentary find out what really happened in the year of 2024 between Max Verstappen and Y/N Y/L/N.

“Audio test in the studio please Y/N” the Documenter asks from behind cameras.

“10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1” you say your face on camera as some continues to fix your hair.

A News Broadcaster pops up from 2023 on Sky Sports News.

“Today the shocking news has come that rather than signing with Red Bull Y/N Y/LN has made a million dollar move to Ferrari”

“Y/L/N to drive in Red for the 2024 season”

“Red Bull decision to not sign Y/L/N leaves them out no options says Adrian Newey”

News articles play in overlay over each other as they get more frequent about your career change 2 years ago.

“Hiya Y/N” the interviewer for the documentary asks.

“Hello” you smile back politely on the footage.

“So this documentary is about the Formula One season of 2024 and … your intense battle for the championship”

“Mmmmm all very interesting no?” You joke before serious music comes on. Showing some shots of you racing, and some of the radios that came from that season.

“This isn’t right! Why isn’t my team working together” your voice come through.

“Y/N it’s time to back off. You can’t win this one”

“I’m never going to give up, it’s me or him in this dust and I don’t care which as this point as long as I know I pushed”

“Y/N are you okay? Y/N?”

“What the fuck was that?”

“Guys this is my last chance let’s put it all in”

“FUCK THIS GUY MAN”

“Yes it was … a heated season for sure” you chuckle.

“So start by telling us about your early life” she asks after a small compilation of early photos of you karting before it’s edited to flick back and forth between your interview and clips of you karting and in the feeder series.

“I started karting from a very young age, around 6 and worked my way up like any other driver. Eventually Red Bull … saw potential in me and decided to sponsor me and make me a part of their Young Drivers Programme. That eventually fed me into a seat in AlphaTauri or what is now Visa CashApp RB” you start, hands clenched together.

“I saw everyone else get a chance at that Red Bull seat before me regardless of my performance. And when they signed Sergio Perez, someone from a different team, that tipped me over the edge” you admit, knowing that it was one of the hardest heartbreaks you experienced.

“And that’s when Ferrari came in?” The interviewer asks.

“That’s when Ferrari came in, they wanted something fresh and new and I��d pretty much grown up with Charles just like I had Max, so there was no concern about us being Team-Mates. It was … despite Ferraris struggles in recent years, my only way forward” you nod your head, before the documentary shows your driving in your AlphaTauri and your incredible win in that car, that should have been the reason Horner wanted to sign you.

“Max … wasn’t happy with this decision” she asks and you nod.

“He wasn’t … i thought if anything was to ruin our friendship it would be an external relationship that didn’t appreciate our bond. Not … because of a job” you laugh thinking of his reaction and how he’d cut you off in all aspects of life.

That year was difficult for you, even though you’d had more people around you than you’d ever had in your life you had never felt more lonely.

Max had pretty much axed you out of his life. He’d blocked you on every social media, every messaging platform and even put your emails into his junk folder. You thought it was a step too far writing to him so, you left it.

You left an eleven year friendship to just go down the drain. You didn’t realise until he was actually gone how much of an impact Max Verstappen had on you and your life. He was there for you for every major thing that happened in your life and this move to Ferrari felt like your next step. But he had no longer wished to be a part of that.

“What did it feel like when you announced going to Ferrari?” Your asked and your paused for a while before you face the interviewer.

“I think everybody dreams of driving for Ferrari, no matter what team your currently with as … it’s the pinnacle of motorsport. But to be the first female to drive for Ferrari is a statement. The day I made the announcement and it went onto the F1 page that my contract was up with RedBull and AlphaTauri for the 2023 season I couldn’t have been happier because it felt like I was finally moving forward and not stuck in the same spot” you answer and she nods.

“And how did that affect your friendships?” She asks and you almost scoff.

“Why didn’t you just say Max” you chuckle before sighing. You never mind talking about it especially now, of course you were upset and heated back then. You normally tending to be after racing if it didn’t go your way anyway, but when it came to Max leaving you there were times you were pretty nonchalant about it because you didn’t know how to react.

It was the later reaction that was more frightening.

“Well, that would spoil that kind of answer, clearly there’s more of an issue here than with any other driver” she asks.

“You’ve done your research, you know exactly what happened”

Media floods in the documentary American News anchors sending hate to Max Verstappen especially when he came to home turf for a race and the Deutch fans butchering you in the Netherlands.

SkySports -

“Max Verstappen is brutal, can’t imagine ever being as petty as he is”

ESPN News -

“And today we have news that Red Bull Driver Max Verstappen has cut all ties with new Ferrari Driver Y/N Y/L/N, for her change of team”

Fan at the Track -

“You know Max is incredibly overrated and childish for what he did to our American pride and joy”

News in the Netherlands

“ze is gewoon een vreselijke chauffeur”

Fan at Zandvoort

“neuk haar”

It pans back to you looking down at your hands before the interviewer speaks up again.

“So before the season started did you and Max have any heated arguments that contributed to the start of the season?” She asks and you shake your head.

“He blocked me on everything, I was with my ex-boyfriend at that point and we were travelling during the winter break so it didn’t bother me too much. I tried to keep myself distracted knowing I had great support around me, a new team to get to know and work with.

But as the 2024 started to get closer and you came back home to Monaco, sensing Max had disappeared from your life finally sunk in. You had many days at home wrapped up in blankets crying, wondering where it all went wrong.

Making you feel lonely in Monaco was one thing, but it only got worse in the paddock when racing resumed for the testy 2024 season.

A video plays of the Bahrain testing in 2024 you on track in a semi fast Ferrari that people cannot tell whether you are sandbagging or not Max breezing past you.

Strangely that was the closest you’d been to Max in months.

“Monaco was different now that you didn’t have your best friend … how did you occupy your time instead?” She asked.

It showed videos of you partying in Monaco with Charles your soon to be team-mate, Lando Norris and Daniel Ricciardo.

Then it flicked to you and Lando golfing with Max Fewtrell, while vacationing.

It flicked to a very public argument between you and your boyfriend which proceeded to your breakup.

“Well, it was an interesting build up to the season. Let’s just say that” you smirk knowing at the start of 2024 before preseason testing you caused a lot of chaos all to try get your mind off the absence of Max.

“Then we find ourselves at Bahrain 2024… a race I think that will be in the history books as one of the most tense season openings ever” she admits writing something down on the notepad she had that she really didn’t need.

“Yes, it was an interesting race. I think that was the first time I was in equal machinery to Max, at the start of the season we didn’t start off as good as RedBull but Charles and I were giving him a run for his money” you admit knowing Sergio Perez didn’t have the greatest start to the season and now that you were locked into Ferrari, Red Bull were beating themselves up over the loss of you.

“So Max took pole and you were only 0.003 seconds behind him, what a margin! You started P2 both front row” she smiles and you nod.

“Yeah I think that’s the most scared I’ve ever felt in a race car, P2 has been my best qualifying position and I couldn’t let it go to waste. But having Max next to me with everything that was going on was a massive headache” you tell her and there’s a clip of you looking over at Max sat next to you just before the formation lap was about to begin.

“Let’s talk about turn 1 Bahrain …” she asks and you nod.

“I mean, I was racing and I was racing hard. I gave Max plenty of room, I had the inside line and I got past him and led. It was a good overtake and the team didn’t exactly tell me not to go for it” you explain and she nods.

“But after your pit stop stuff got real” she adds and you nod with a roll of your eyes.

“Tell me about it” you laugh.

“AND VERSTAPPEN GOES FOR THE OVERTAKE GOING INTO TURN 5, Y/N DEFENDING BEAUTIFULLY AND HE GOES AGAIN EDGING HER INTO TURN SIX AND OMG HES OFF INTO THE GRAVEL! MAX VERSTAPPEN IS OUT IF THE BAHRAIN GP” it shows the commentary from Crofty when this was all happening showing Max getting out the car and slamming his helmet down.

“WHAT THIS Y/N HAS DAMAGE THERE WAS IN FACT CONTACT AND SHES HAD TO PULL OVER NOT MAKING IT BACK TO THE PITS FOR A NEW TYRE” is shown also you getting out of the car, your escorted back to the pit wall while Safety Car is deployed.

“Yours and Max’s argument that day while the race was still underway and Charles was leading, was intense who actually started it?” She asks.

“Oh Max did 100%. I was just talking to my race engineer and he came over all pissy and yelling in my face. Seeing him so red and angry was funny though” you admit.

“I think that’s the first time people had seen seriously Mad Max since the Ocon incident”

“I guess I just bring that side out of him” you admit with a nod.

“What the fuck was that” Max came over to you, you took a step back hoping to defuse the situation knowing their was cameras around and you didn’t really want to bring attention to either of you.

“Look Max we were both racing hard. It happens, you went into me, we both ended up out the race … it happens” you explain and the camera men all get closer.

“You went into me! Are you having a laugh!” He says until he starts ranting in Dutch and his PR manager and a Marshall take him away from you.

“Bahrain was incredibly dramatic for a race. The champion of last year was sat at the bottom of the leader board and Charles, Lando and George were looking at the top spots. How did the make you feel?” She asks and you nod.

“Obviously it’s concerning. Coming back isn’t easy after a feat like that, so we knew we’d have to come back in Saudi and make it better than it was. It’s also hard to come back from something like that mentally? Yano. So Saudi was hard especially all the media around me” you explains and it cuts to clips of all kinds of media swarming around you asking you stuff about Max and your race in Bahrain.

“In Saudi you and Max raced hard but eventually it ended up with Max in P1 and you in P2 and Lando P3… that podium was tense” she explains and a video of the podium came up, showing Max celebrating with everyone but you. You ending up leaving him and Lando and leant over the fence of the podium to spray your team down below.

“Lando and Max are close, but you and Lando are aswell so how did it feel having no celebration up there with you?” She asked.

“Lando is actually the sweetest person I’ve ever met. He cares about everybody and everything and he worries when he thinks he’s upset someone. He messaged me after that podium, apologising for leaving me out of the celebration and he didn’t even realise he had as he was so caught up in Max spraying him he thought it was both of us. I obviously replied saying I wasn’t upset and that it was okay. I had my team and that’s all I really needed at the end of the day” you nod knowing it WAS a hard podium to be up on but you made the best of a bad situation.

“The comes Australia, and this is your first time to regain the points lost in Bahrain. So what did you do?”

“Man … the first time I won was so nice … that I just had to do it twice” you quote Anthony Joshua with a little laugh. Before it shows you’re victory.

“AND FOR THE SECOND TIME IN HER FORMULA ONE CAREER THE AMERICAN TAKES HOME THE CHEQUERED FLAG TAKING VICTORY IN AUSTRALIA, TEAMMATE CHARLES LECLERC BEHIND HER IN P2 WITH LANDO NORRIS CLOSING UP THE PODIUM” Ted commentates.

“It was an incredible feeling, knowing I was now making my way back up the ranks and was in P3 in the championship, Max was behind me and I felt like I was back in the game. To DNF’s for him was almost laughable.

“The points were very amusing come China, you were leading the championship and Ferrari were at the top for the constructors championship. And Max, Lando and Charles were all on 76 points and you were on 78… how tight!?” She adds.

“Yes, it was crazy how varied this season was with wins, especially with how RedBull were insanely dominant the year before and RedBull took all wins bar Singapore. At this point I wasn’t just fighting Max in he championship there was word at Ferrari that team orders were going to come into play to help Charles win but when we were both so close in points it was easier to just let us race” you explain happily, knowing that it was a fun season to be a part of.

“But after China was a sort of turning point for Max correct?” She asks and you nod again.

“It was for both of us. After China it was a constant change between me and Max of who was going to win, Lando and Charles remained close, but not enough to win.” You explain but her look tells you you didn’t give her the answer she was after.

“I meant about Max trying to rekindle that friendship you both once had” she asks and you scoff.

“Mmmmm you’ll have to ask him about that… at the time I could only assume he wanted to be my friend to distract me from what was important … winning” you answer.

“Hello Max” the interviewer says as their special guest for the documentary comes in. He takes a seat, a stoic nod as he does.

“So, Y/N didn’t seem to be able to tell us what happened after the Chinese Grand Prix, it seems from sources that you unblocked her on everything and attempted contact?” She asks and Max nods.

“I- I did. After seeing her wins, and her face once she realised it was a full fight this year and how excited that made her I knew I was in the wrong for ever letting our bond go. I don’t think she even cared about the championship that year, just being in a team that was letting her drive a good car, with a good team and actually help her improve. I was in the wrong but at this point … she was only focused on racing” he sings and a compilation of videos of the pair of you arguing on track came up.

“It was just affecting you guys either was it?”

“No, it was hard especially for Lando, Daniel and Charles, we’re all so close and Lando and Y/n are like siblings so when it came to the both of us not talking it was difficult for them. Y/N being … well Y/N didn’t want to make it a big deal and started hanging out more with her other friends like Yuki, Logan, Zhou, George and Alex but it still meant it was … awkward to say the least” he admits.

“Yeah, that sounds rough, do you ever regret it?” She asks and he nods.

“For a long long time, I didn’t think that I would be able to reconcile our friendship like Nico and Lewis did” he admits.

“But you think that now?” She asks and he smiles.

“I know so” he smirks

It was the end of the season, you and Max were tied in points so for fans it was like Abu Dhabi 2021 all over again. Max was starting P1 and you were starting P2, you’d overtaken him down the straight having better straight line speed than his car did. You were practically flying round the track, Max chugging along behind you eventually setting the fastest lap, and you just knew the cheer from the crowd would have been phenomenal if you could hear it.

After great strategy from Ferrari you ended up winning that race, along with the Championship. Getting out the car was a feeling like no other, you bend down by the wheel of your car, tears streaming out your eyes and dripping on the still closed visor as your knees give out from a tricky and hot race as you sob.

You run over to the Ferrari team, them all pulling you into hugs along with Charles and his girlfriend who looks so excited to celebrated with you.

“OMG” you cried into Fred’s arms. What surprised you the mot was a tap on your back and a blue race suit. You were silent looking at Max.

“Congratulations” he says and tears are still in your eyes. You just nod at him politely.

“Please Y/N I’m so sorry, I - you deserve the seat and the championship. You’ve done so well this year and I’m so proud of you” he smiles and more tears flood your eyes. All you’d wanted to hear was those words.

“Do you ever think you could forgive me, because I love you Y/N and I cannot loose you” he says tears brimming his own eyes.

“I forgave you a long time ago Max, this was all really stupid” you smile at him. Before your team I pulling you away to get you to the podium.

“After the podium, come meet me at the bay, 3rd yacht along… okay I have to tell you something” he shouts after you and you nod grinning.

“What happened on that boat Max?” The interviewer asks.

“That’s for me to know and no-one to ever find out …” he smirks before laughing and giving you as kiss on the cheek as you come back into the room.

“Y/N?”

“Mmmmm I’m with Max, but let’s just say … we rekindled” you laugh and the cameras cut out the documentary ended.

“So you guys are obviously together … what changed?” She asks off camera curiosity getting the best of her.

“We worked out that we had feeling for each other for a very very long time before the fight!” You answer and well, that was that.

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[nameless-ken]

Bucky Barnes Fic Recs Pt. 1 - Imagines/One-Shots

Want to highlight & share some of my favorite writers and their work in one post to be able to revisit! 🤎✨🕯️💫🌹🪐🍂😊🤎🥺

If anyone would rather not be apart of this list please let me know & I'll edit it.

@mugglebornmarvelite

Game Night

Teddy Bear Bucky

New Year, Still His Sunshine

A Snowstorm, a Grump and a Game

@bucky-bucket-barnes

When it all falls apart

@thebarneschronicles

Out of Depth, Into You

@arcadia-smith

He doesn't remember you but you stay

@darkredsugarcookie

The Pressure of His Lips

@urbaebarnes

Flowers

Be Mine

@xxstargirlx-x

“Cozy” Domestic Fluff

@downbadf0rficppl

Someone's there

@buckysfaveplum

Her weakness

@likeahorribledream

One simple touch

@the-winter-spider

I miss you, I'm sorry

I love you, I'm sorry

I can't lose you

Spin you around

@magical-reid

Little Things

@jobean12-blog

Hold my hand

Boom Clap

This is love

@justkending

It's just a papercut... (Drabble)

Pink or Violet? (Part two of "It's just a papercut..." Drabble)

@wkemeup

Purgatory

Little Lion Man

@chiacanwritesometimes

Everybody adores you, at least I do

@imtryingbuck

His Flower

@eternalnoble

Falling Slowly

@skaye44

New Year, New Boyfriend

Stranded at Christmas

Broke Down

@elixirfromthestars

By the Warmth of the Oven

Crossroads

Tulip

Boulevard Confessions

@aquaticmercy

Snow

Love in Full Bloom

All These Things I've Done

@kinanabinks

Special Girl

@imawreck

His

@brunchable

Golden Hour

How to Impress a 21st Century Girl

I Should Have Kissed You Longer

How's Retirement Bucky?

Come Back to Me

How I Met Your Father

@leascorner

Fake it Till You Make It

@navybrat817

Back Off, He's Mine

Sweet As a Berry

@anonymityisfunwriter

The Uptown Girl and The Brooklyn Boy

@world-of-aus

Hot Shot

I like looking at you

@drabblesandsnippets

Happy Birthday

@sunflowers-and-bucky

Sleepy

@deliciousangelfestival

He's a Killer

He's the Sweetest

@drewbarymore

Deny Me

@amethystarachnid

Bet

@http-shield

Daisies, I think

Honey, you're familiar

@xxchumanixx

Glimpses

@ofstarsandvibranium

Stuck in the moment

Don't mess with my girl

@humanwip

Surprise Costumes, Less Surprising Confessions

@flowersforbucky

Moth to a flame

Starry Eyed

@queen-of-the-avengers

Wrapped around your finger

Ride of your life

@sergeantbarnessdoll

Save the day

@buck-star

Heart sweater

@bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Champagne Problems

Trick or Treat

Desperate

The Ultimatum | Pt. 2

Documentary Now

The Ballad of Love and Hate

@pellucid-constellations

Unexpected

Are you bored yet?

Faking it

@thevillainswhore

Loverboy

@embbarnes

Filthy Fingers

@winterarmyy

He Hates Me, Doesn't He

@ellemj

Blurred lines

@honeybunchesofbucky

Sunshine and plums

@writerlyhabits

Dinner for two

@coffeecatsandcandles

Sweet dreams

[ravens-two]

PAC: How will 2025 be like

This reading includes:

the general energy of 2025 for you

advice and an affirmation for the year ahead

The extended reading includes:

relationships in 2025

career in 2025

moodboard for 2025

Disclaimer: this is just for entertainment purposes, and as a pick-a-card reading it may not resonate for everyone.

Edit// because I somehow messed up and copied the wrong title for this pac 😭😭

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Pile 1

Queen of Wands, Chariot, High Priestess

Tend (maintenance, encouragement, guidance), Unicorn, The Flame

"I drive fast, wind in my hair/ I push you to the limits 'cause I just don't care" - burning desire by lana del rey

Pile 1 your 2025 is certainly fiery. You're done being afraid, you're done always feeling like you can't actually achieve what you want, like you're not good enough. Those times are over, because you're entering 2025 with the intent of actually shaking things up. This year you're going after what you want and it doesn't even matter if you want multiple things because you're moving in multiple directions all at once. It seems like you've finally managed to find a way to keep yourself organized (be it keeping a journal or just using your time in better ways) and that's what allows you to go after so many different things. But, it's always important to remember not to sign up for too many things, pile 1. In the end you're only human and you can't do everything. Choose more intentionally.

With your song of the year being Burning Desire and with you having both the Queen of Wands and the High Priestess you're going to be irresistible this year, pile 1. I'm not sure if this is a glow up appearance wise - like you could be trying a new skincare routine that helps to clear your skin, you might lose or gain weight - or you might be changing up your style, dressing in a way that feels more authentic to who you are, or it could simply be your attitude, you carrying yourself with more confidence and sensuality. No matter what it is, you're definitely magnetic. Other people can't look away from you.

I also see you being filled with energy to dedicate yourself to many things and projects. This might not apply for everyone (at least in the same way) but I also see a lot of creative energy here. This year you might finally want to dedicate yourself to your artistic pursuits/hobbies whatever they may be (drawing, painting, dancing, writing, journaling, knitting, whatever it is). I also see you pursuing knowledge, if that makes sense, you want to try out new things and get more general knowledge - maybe you're reading the classics, watching documentaries, going to concerts.

Another thing that's really getting my attention about this year ahead for you is that you have no fear. Like, absolutely no fear at all. You're willingly to try anything once. I feel like in the past you've always held yourself back (if you have prominent Pluto or Saturn placements this might be even more relevant), and you're just sick and tired of it. You want to free yourself and so you're going into this year with the mentality of trying things, of being brave despite the anxiety and the fear. I'm really proud of you, pile 1.

Your rune for the year is Dagaz. Dagaz is the rune of sunrise and it represents new beginnings. This just continues the theme of empowering yourself and conquering your fears. Dagaz is very much a rune of hope. The night might have been long and dark, but the sun always rises and this year the sun is rising for you. New things, new situations, new people are coming into your life and by the end of the year you'll be a much different person than you were at the beginning of the year. I also see a lot of healing for you this year.

Your affirmation for 2025 is "I love and accept myself". Once again I feel like this ties super well to everything we've talked so far, especially the glowing up and confidence part. By loving and accepting yourself with all your flaws and shortcomings you're helping yourself to grow into a beautiful butterfly.

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Pile 2

Fool, Six of Swords, Six of Pentacles

Oak Tree (power, courage, strength), Bee, The Box

"Well, what we really need is a femininomenon" - femininomenon by chappell roan

Pile 2, you're in for a brand new beginning this year, it almost feels like a reinvention. A bit similar to pile 1, you're also tired of the things that were wearing you down last year (maybe even before that) and you're releasing yourself from them this year. You're letting go of the things that no longer serve you, which is commendable, because it takes so much strength. I see that for some of you this might be about walking away from a relationship(s), from a job or even from a place. With the Fool and the Six of Swords here you could very well be moving homes or even countries. Honestly, the energy for you pile 2 is as if you've always lived inside a box, following strict rules and being a "good girl" [gender neutral] but now you're absolutely done with that. You've decided that it's time to see what's outside the box. What does the world look like without the binds and the comfort of the box? Actually, now that I think about it this could also be very relevant for anyone that's moving out of their parents' house for the first time. It's an experience that's both exhilarating, freeing and terrifying.

No matter what, you're very decided to face things head on. You'll take care of the problems and unexpected complications as they come up. You know you're strong enough to solve these problems, to finally be free. You're going to be your very own femininomenon this year.

This is a huge year of growth for you pile 2, even more than pile 1. I really feel like a lot of people who pick this pile are young people becoming independent for the first time.

Your rune for the year is Tiwaz. Tiwaz is a rune of victory and sacrifice. It's almost saying that you know that things will be hard, you know you're going to have to work hard, sometimes you'll want to give up, but at the end of the day it's worth it because you come out victorious. Honestly, a part of this victory is recognizing how strong and capable you actually are.

Your affirmation for 2025 is "I am in harmony". So, what this tells me is that 2025 might be a bit chaotic for you with these many changes happening so you'll need to find moments of calm and harmony, find a safe ground to touch down when things seem like they might sweep you away. On the other hand, this also feels like you can finally breathe after you finally release yourself from all these problems and restrictions that were weighting down on you so heavily.

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Pile 3

Six of Wands, Ten of Swords, Nine of Swords

Broom (energy, clearing, freshening), Swan, The King

(an instrumental song) - verdes anos by carlos paredes

Pile 3, your energy is very interesting. You're the only pile that got an instrumental song for their song of the year which immediately gave me a vibe of peace and not letting the problems disturb you. By the way, if you've never heard this song I would definitely recommend it - it's by a Portuguese guitar player and the title means Green Years (as in still being green/young). You know, I think that this is a year of giving yourself grace and being gentle with yourself. Not everything will be perfect or go exactly as you dreamed it would, and that's perfectly fine, because in the end you will be okay. I do get this sense that you're already in this mentality and that's where the peace comes from. You have a belief that despite how wrong or how hard things are now it's just inevitable that everything will be fine.

The energy in your tarot cards is nothing if not interesting. There's a lot of anxiety and a sense of loss almost with the Ten and Nine of Swords, but on the other hand you also have victory and recognition with the Six of Wands. For some you this might be referring to some situation where you're taken advantage of, someone steals your work, or maybe it could even be about cheating or a betrayal for some of you. But! But, in the end this thing will work in your favor, maybe your boss notices that your coworker has been taking credit for your work, or maybe you finally recognize that a relationship or friendship wasn't as healthy as you wished it was.

2025 will be a year of clearing energies for you. As much as the Ten of Swords is a betrayal and deep pain, it can also be about the ending of a painful situation (even if that ending might be painful as well). I will also say that after this situation ends and the pain ends, some anxiety might set in because you're not used to being in a good place. You might constantly be looking over your shoulder trying to see where the next bad thing is coming from.

All in all, I think that this year you should focus on taking things slowly and patiently. Don't ever think that something is the end of the world, because there will be a solution for everything. As it is a year of clearing energies you might find yourself losing people or things, remember that no matter how unhealthy those situations might have been it's perfectly normal and healthy to grieve those losses.

Your rune for the year is Gebo. Gebo means gift and it's a rune that talks about exchanging gifts and favors with other people. The Norse people saw it as a way of creating stronger bonds with others, so this year you're being called to ask for help from loved ones. Believe me, this helps your relationships grow and get stronger.

Your affirmation for 2025 is "Everything I need comes to me at the perfect time." Once again you have this idea of solutions (no matter how unexpected) coming when you need them most. This might be a difficult year for you, pile 3, but believe that in the end you'll look back and see how much you've grown and much better your life has gotten.

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Pile 4

Tower, Eight of Swords, Wheel of Fortune

Sage (wisdom, purification, harmony), Golden Egg, The Nectar

"Are we brutal hearts that break the night in two?/'Cause I just want this night with you" - use me (brutal hearts) by diplo

Pile 4 you have a very interesting energy because I got a lot of information just from the photo that represents your pile alone. It seems that summertime will be either the most significant part of the year (like a turning point happening for example) or the happiest part of the year for you. In general, I see a shift in your life, it's like suddenly the world is slightly tilted instead of being straight just like the horizon line isn't straight in your photo.

But let's get into your tarot. The Tower definitely supports this idea of a turning point and a shift in your life. With the Eight of Swords here too, to me it almost feels like you think that things are going to happen in a specific way but then something very unexpected happens and now suddenly your life is completely different. The only "specific" example I'm getting is of someone thinking that they're going to start university studying a specific degree in a specific place, but suddenly the results come out and you didn't get in. Maybe you got in a different place or in a different degree that ends up changing the plans you had until now. No matter what it is in specific, the idea is that suddenly your life isn't going according to plan. For some of you this might either be a big relief or a big disappointment (it will, of course, depend on your circumstances). But more importantly, you should know that this will be for the better. There was something "rotten" in your trajectory and this is like course correction.

Aside from that, I also think that this will be a very important year of self-discovery and healing from past patterns for you. Unlike the figure in the eight of swords that's blindfolded and incapable of seeing, you'll be able to see yourself better. It's like you're more self-aware, both of your flaws and your strengths. Be careful though not to pay too much attention to all your faults and shortcomings because that isn't healthy either and it will definitely hurt you in the long run. As always, moderation is the answer.

No matter what this is a very important year for you because there are a lot of things happening for you - maybe a lot of firsts.

Your rune of the year is Laguz. Laguz is a lake and in general is a rune connected to water. To me this is very funny because the sea is very prominent on the photo for your pile. Laguz though is a card that talks about healing and deep reflection - two things we already touched upon so it confirms their importance this year. But I like this healing side of Laguz for you because it shows that you're recovering from the things and the ailments that have been bothering you (for some of you these might even be physical). Laguz has a rune of water also represents going with the flow, being very fluid and flexible - these are probably very important qualities that you'll be called to embody this year.

Your affirmation for 2025 is "I am willing to change". Pile 4 this is almost funny how in sync your whole reading is (at least up until now). This is confirmation again that there are a lot of changes coming for you this year, but it's also a reminder to remain flexible. Don't get too attached to any outcome, things will work out as they should and you will be fine.

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[r-o-s-e-f-i-r-e]

ok between evan buckley’s cultural black hole of an upbringing and his noted love of documentaries trivia research deep dives etc what i’ve been turning over in my mind palace the last few days is like

tommy logs into instagram once a week to like all of sal and gina’s pictures of baby lila and whatever memes chimney has sent him. he hits a button weird with his gigantic beautiful fingers and gets taken to an instagram reel about uhhh the irish potato famine it doesn’t actually matter what it is he just watches the first few seconds and goes !!! evan was talking about this!!!!! evan thing! thing for evan!!!! tommy immediately shows it to evan later like hey babe weren’t you just talking about this i found more Information for you 👁️👄👁️ and buck watches it and is just like what???? that’s not true. excuse me, he’s - he’s literally making shit up, potatoes are native to the americas, this is misinformation, there was food the english were just exporting it under armed guards it was starvation under colonial rule!!!! he doesn’t even bother to list any citations? that’s not what a primary source is!!!!! and then buck takes tommy’s phone and starts eviscerating some like podcast bro adjacent “real history” account (it’s a funnel into tradwife conspiracy theories and also the podcast bros MLM which evan will never realize because he doesn’t make it to the end of the video he keeps swiping and is like ALL OF THESE ARE WRONG!!! HOW CAN HE JUST LIE ON THE INTERNET LIKE THAT????)

anyway after tommy is like uh??? it eventually comes out that evan’s bubble boy childhood was the natural extension of both of his parents like. being tenured history professors at penn. the only music released after 1980 that he listened to growing up was paul simon’s graceland. they didnt own a television but he spent a lot of time sullenly swinging his feet back and forth in a corner of the special collections library while his dad gave public evening and weekend lectures about Petrarch and bookmaking and how to properly handle manuscripts and his mom edited what would become The defining collection of churchill’s personal correspondence and he Did Not Retain Much Of It out of spite but they drilled how to Accurately Research Anything into his 8 year old brain and it became a fundamental building block of his identity (and maddie’s duh) without them realizing how fucking weird they are. for examp he’s sooo annoyed he doesn’t have a date for the billy boils rodeo stampede in the hospital. the substack he found was run by a uc berkeley folklore MA who emailed buck scans of microfilms of contemporary newspaper articles abt boils & the gang after buck is like nice wiki template 🙄 tommy hears all of this and is like okay. cool. umm where do curses fit into this worldview. and buck is like you’d be a believer too if you’d had PhD students over for dinner every other week comparing traumatic field research stories while your parents nodded along sagely and said stuff like yeah that’s why you don’t fuck around in the catacombs after dark you idiots. ANYWAY that’s all thanks for stopping by

[mashtatosworld]

eyes on me (2)

summary: what feels like the end is often the beginning, because separation can bring people together just as fast as it tears others apart.

a/n: this is a jiyong x reader x daesung series <3

You had become used to waking up to him.

Even when travelling, in different countries and time zones, Jiyong always found a way to make you feel like he was right there beside you.

A sleepy text, a missed call, a voice note “good morning, my jagi” with that deep rasp of his voice. The way he said jagi made it feel like the safest word in the world.

Your life together had started on fire - fast, breathless, secret hookups and tangled bedsheets.

But it didn’t take long before the rush softened into something steadier.

Warmer.

Love had crept in somewhere between shared meals and quiet nights curled up with Iye on the couch, watching movies he'd fall asleep to halfway through.

What started in heat ended up becoming home.

His apartment slowly became yours, too.

Your toothbrush. Your favourite mug. Your slippers by the door. His clothes on your body. His scent on your skin. His future on your tongue.

It was all mapped out.

And once his Paris fashion trip wrapped, he’d come home to you.

The distance was temporary. The love wasn’t.

You’d talked about moving somewhere quieter. Maybe getting another cat. Maybe something bigger than a cat one day.

Everyone joked he’d propose soon. Youngbae had bet it would be by Christmas. Chae Lin had already started sending you engagement ring insporation over text.

And Jiyong?

He hadn’t exactly been subtle.

Whispering about baby names in bed. Pressing his lips to your neck, murmuring, “Can’t wait to marry you, jagi.”

He was your person.

It was real.

It was safe.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

You woke to your phone vibrating so violently it nearly fell off the nightstand.

At first, you blinked through the blur of sleep, groggy and confused.

It was 5:42 a.m.

You weren’t used to waking up without a good morning message from Jiyong. But instead of him, you saw dozens of texts. Missed calls. Links. Screenshots.

“Is this real?”

“Tell me this was edited.”

“Did you know about this???”

Your fingers felt clumsy as you tapped open one of the links. Your stomach dropped.

There it was.

The headline.

Bold and ruthless.

“GDRAGON FASHION WEEK APPEARANCE CANCELLED AMID DRUG FOOTAGE LEAK”

And the video clip - god, you knew that footage.

You were there. You shot it. And you locked it in a private folder only you had access to.

It was from two years ago when you had been working on the MADE documentary.

He was laughing beside a table. A table with a rolled bill. A suspicious substance in the background.

It was blurry.

Inconclusive.

But not harmless. Not for someone like him.

You froze.

Your hands trembled.

You didn’t even have time to process before your phone started ringing again. His name flashing on the screen.

Ji 🖤

You answered instantly. “Jiyong - ”

“How could you?”

You barely got a word in.

“You really waited until I was at my highest just to pull me down, huh?” His voice was sharp, venomous. “Fucking liar."

You sat up, heart racing. He'd never spoken to you like that. Ever. “Wait - what? Jiyong, I - ”

“Drop the act!” he snapped. “I've already been told exactly where this has come from."

“I didn’t leak it, I swear to god - ”

“It was your fucking login, y/n!” he shouted. “The footage was accessed with your credentials. Do you think I’m stupid? That I wouldn’t find out?”

“I never touched those files!”

“Oh, and you never thought to get rid of them?!”

You pressed your lips together at that, feeling your stomach sinking. It had been an oversight, you had forgotten about the five second clip, an innocent mistake on your end.

One you were both now paying for.

“I should’ve known,” he hissed. “I knew it. I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you. Was this the plan all along? Get close, get comfortable, and then expose me? What, were you waiting for the perfect moment to blow it all up?"

You were stunned.

Stung.

Like someone had punched the breath out of you.

“Jiyong, no - how can you even say that to me?”

“I could go to prison for this! My career, my life is on the line.”

“I know and I'm so sorry. But please, Ji, you know me - "

“I thought I did.”

That one landed like a knife.

“I thought you were different,” he said, voice breaking in fury. “I thought this was real. I thought you loved me too.”

“I do love you!” you denied, your voice splintering.

“I never want to see or hear from you again.”

The call cut.

And so did your world.

You sat there, breath caught in your throat, unable to move.

To cry.

To scream.

You looked around the room - the bed still messy from the night before. His hoodie tossed on the chair. Iye curled by the window.

A life you’d built, now unraveling in real time.

You couldn’t breathe.

You couldn’t think.

You grabbed the closest bag, stuffing in what you could.

Some clothes. Your charger. Your toothbrush.

You looked down at Iye, her big eyes blinking up at you, unaware of the chaos. You couldn’t leave her behind.

Jiyong was done with you. His management would come for you next. The headlines would multiply.

And you?

You were defenceless.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

You hadn’t been to your apartment in months.

The keys felt foreign in your hand when you unlocked the door, stepping into a space that still smelled faintly of jasmine and books and something softer that used to be you.

You stood in the doorway for a long time, blinking at the stillness.

It was clean.

Unlived.

Like someone had pressed pause on this version of you the second Jiyong asked you to move in with him.

“Just sell it, jagi,” he used to say, shirtless in the kitchen, pouring you a glass of wine like a domestic dream. “You're always welcome here. With me.”

You never got round to selling it. And now you were glad.

Because now, it was the only place that hadn’t turned its back on you.

You dropped your bag in the hall, leaving it behind as you padded to the bedroom, Iye wrapped carefully in your arms.

And once you were settled beneath the white sheets, you drew them over your head and shut your eyes - praying that when you opened them again, that the nightmare would end and you'd wake up back in Jiyong's arms.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

The snow hadn’t started falling yet, but the sky promised it would.

The cold stung your cheeks that morning - the kind of winter air that made your nose pink, the kind Jiyong always said made you look like a cartoon bunny.

You were outside on the rooftop of his building, bundled in a scarf twice your size, holding two cups of coffee and waiting for him to finally wake up. He was a late riser, as usual.

The MADE tour had finally ended and things between you continued to blossom. Even though his schedule had slowed down, your relationship was growing by the day.

Sneaking through hotel corridors transformed into singing loudly in the car together, holding hands on late night walks and waking up to the comfort of one another.

Then the door opened behind you.

“There she is,” his voice came, groggy and velvet-smooth. “My snow angel.”

You turned, and there he was - half-asleep, dark hoodie and pyjama pants, hair tousled and sticking up in places.

“You’re not wearing socks,” you pointed out.

“I’m not wearing underwear either.”

You blinked.

He grinned. “Might be the cold weather talking.”

You laughed despite yourself and handed him the coffee. “Idiot.”

“Your idiot.”

He clinked his cup against yours and leaned in to brush the tip of your frozen nose with his own.

You stood overlooking the city, and he pulled you closer until your back was against his chest, leaning down to tug the ends of your scarf around your face until only your eyes showed.

He held your face in his hands like you were precious. Like you were fragile. Like he knew he was already in too deep and was praying you’d never let him drown.

“I want to tell you something,” he said, words clouding in the cold air.

“Mmhmm?”

“I think about you all the time,” he said simply. “Even when I’m working. Especially when I’m working. I can’t listen to anything without wondering if you’d like it. I can’t finish a lyric without seeing you. I think my next album is going to be full of love songs.”

You looked up at him, lips parting - but he wasn’t done.

“I love you,” he said. “And I don’t mean in the cool, casual, this-is-fun kind of way.”

Your heart stopped. It was the first time he truly said it. Of course, he'd slipped up a few times, mumbling it in the throws of passion or when ending a phone call.

But this was the first time he really looked at you and told you.

“Y/n, I love you in the I-want-you-there-when-I’m-old kind of way.”

The world quieted.

All of Seoul fell away.

And you said the only thing that made sense.

“I love you too.”

He smiled then, really smiled - that sleepy, unfiltered kind of joy he only ever wore with you. He leaned in and kissed you slow.

The kind of kiss that lingered.

The kind that said always.

Snow began to fall, gentle and soft as ash.

Iye pawed her way through the rooftop door, mewing her protest to the cold, and you laughed against his mouth.

Jiyong scooped her up with one arm, the other wrapping tight around you. And you stayed like that - the three of you tucked together beneath a sky dusted in white.

“Let’s get married,” he said suddenly.

Your heart tripped over itself.

“What?” you breathed.

He only nodded in thought. “I'm thinking sometime in the summer.”

“Sure,” you said with a chuckle, half-humouring him.

“Or tomorrow.”

You laughed again, forehead pressed to his. “Let’s just talk about it tomorrow.”

And just like that, you woke up.

No snow.

No Jiyong.

No promise of tomorrow.

Just the echo of that laugh still ringing in your ears, and the cold, aching emptiness of a bed that wasn’t his.

You turned your face into the pillow, chest tight.

Your dreams were your only safe space now. Each night was spent replaying your memories over and over again, because in that way, he could be yours.

But now, awake again, you remembered:

He didn’t believe you.

He didn’t want to see you.

He didn’t even want to hear your voice.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

You didn’t leave your bed for days.

Iye jumped up on the mattress, landing beside you, tail low, eyes cautious.

She’d been your only companion in the week since everything collapsed. Her small body curling into your side during those endless, sleepless nights.

And now, even she wasn’t staying.

That morning, you’d seen the airport photos. Jiyong, masked and silent as he arrived back in Seoul. The headlines were quieter now - his team had done their job. The scandal had been reshaped. The narrative shifted.

And you? Erased.

Cut from your latest project. Uninvited from meetings. Ghosted by friends who were once his, and then became yours, and now had made it clear their friendship to you was only conditional.

As long as you were with Jiyong, they were happy to laugh with you, to eat with you, to speak to you. So when that was over, they'd cut the cord.

Everyone except one.

Daesung.

The only one who still responded. Who hadn’t unfollowed. Who sent you a quiet “are you ok?” when your world went up in flames.

So now, lost in the silence of your once-abandoned home, you texted him.

[you] can you come by and pick up Iye?

[you] i know he'll want her back.

He responded almost immediately.

[daesung] Of course. I'm close by. Give me 15 x

You didn’t move until you heard the knock at the door.

Daesung stood there in a sweater and jeans, his expression unreadable. You couldn’t tell if he pitied you or just didn’t know what to say.

Maybe both.

But the second he saw your face, something in his softened. He hugged you without a word.

“Hey,” he murmured gently into your hair, running a hand over your back. “You look like you haven’t slept.”

You hadn’t. You smiled weakly as you withdrew to look at him. “You’re the first person to say anything to me in days.”

He nodded gently and stepped in, eyes flicking over your unpacked bag, your untouched kitchen, the way Iye sat silently near your feet.

When he crouched down to coax her into the carrier, she didn’t resist. That somehow hurt more than you expected.

You leaned against the wall and asked, “Is he okay?”

Daesung hesitated. “He’s… working. Keeping his head down.”

“Still thinks I leaked it?”

“I don’t know,” he said honestly, standing up. “He won’t talk about it.”

You nodded, throat burning.

“Do you believe me?” you asked quietly.

He looked at you, long and deep, and finally said, “I believe you loved him.”

You blinked against the tears that immediately welled.

“And I know… he did too. Still does. But he’s just scared. He’s not thinking straight right now. None of us are.”

The lump in your throat was too big to speak past. You just nodded again.

Daesung stepped closer, hesitant but sincere. He put a hand on your shoulder, warm and steady. “I’m sorry,” he said. “For all of it.”

“I've lost everything,” you murmured and he sighed deeply.

“Well you haven’t lost me.”

He drew you against him again, more firmly than before, and you soaked in the comfort this time, wondering how long it would be before someone embraced you again.

And then he left.

The click of the door shutting behind him was deafening.

The moment Iye was gone, the house felt colder.

Bigger.

Empty in a way you weren’t prepared for.

You walked to the middle of the living room and dropped to your knees. Your chest cracked open.

The sob hit before you could swallow it. Then another. And another.

You wept into the silence, your fingers digging into the carpet, wishing it would swallow you whole.

Eventually, you pulled yourself up enough to crawl to the couch, your phone trembling in your hand.

You didn’t care if he hated you. If he never forgave you. If he cursed your name until the end of time.

You just needed to hear his voice. One last time.

You opened his contact and pressed call.

Call Failed.

Your heart dropped.

You tried again.

This number is no longer in service.

Blocked.

Your breath hitched, trembling in disbelief. He had really done it. He meant it.

You weren’t just erased from the headlines.

You were erased from him.

And now, you were truly, completely alone.

𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪 𓆩♡𓆪

im not any good at writing angst so hope this was ok!

love mash xxx

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[roamingwildflower13]

You don’t even say hi to me…

Does anyone else not find it strange that we don’t get to see Jikook greet each other in the show?

 No? Just me? (I mean I’ve not really seen people mention it…)

I briefly spoke about it in another post, but I saw one other person say it, and I’ve been sat thinking how peculiar it is. 

It’s giving the quote above which is from Twilight, where Edward comes up to Bella and asks her a question and she says

‘You don’t even say hi to me’ to which Edward replies ‘hi.’

But we got no hi from Jikook, despite the fact we now have two different edited versions of the restaurant scene, from the day Jimin flew into NY. 

In the show we got Jimins voice overlayed with a sunset view of NYC, saying ‘it’s been a while since I saw you’…

And in ‘I am still’ JKs solo documentary, the extended version on Disney, we got Jimin literally supposedly walking into the restaurant, stating it took them a while to get there, JK moving a menu off the seat he’d seemingly saved for him, stating to the documentary camera with a big smile on his face that ‘Jimin Hyung is here’. They then launch into a conversation about JKs visit to the doctor. 

Now if we look to the second version, we’re supposed to believe that Jimin, who’d just flown into NYC that day, who travelled for a while to get to the restaurant, who (if we use the show version), hasn’t seen JK in a while, and JK had been in rehearsal all day, and to the doctor, and they didn’t even say ‘hi’?!!! No hug?

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Never mind the fact that I for one (and you all shouldn’t either) do not trust a word these two say about time and distance, given JK said the same thing Jimin says about ‘it’s been a while,’ whilst he walks into Jimins apartment with his bde in ‘monuments’ and we know for a fact that’s a lie given they’d been on stage all day. Please.

If anything, they saw each other just weeks prior at Yoongi’s concert in Seoul on June 25th, Jimin flew out to NY a day after JK on July 13th, that’s 2.5 weeks ish. That’s nothing. That’s not ‘a while’ in any language. That’s also not a big deal to just friends, for sure, and even to couples that’s nothing if busy or something akin to that. (And that’s also not taking into account they are Jimins hands in JKs brothers instagram post of game night in early July). 

But back to the ‘hi’ of it all. We usually get to see members greet each other in all sorts of content. When Hobi and Yoongi visited Jimin on set. When Jimin visited them, or when he flew to see Hobi, or to see Tae at his Fan meets etc, or in mini moni music. Or when they come on live and visit each other. A hand shake, a hug, whatever it is, there is usually a ‘hi’. We’d do that in our own lives, right?

And yet, for two people who supposedly hadn’t seen or spoken to each other in a while, or at all all 2023, the solo era, or who had fallen out/broken up/had drama/all of the above, we get zilch, zip, nada? 

Where is the reunion hug? The emotion? The make up, the sorry? 

We get Jimin simply sitting down and asking JK about the doctors, not a how are you? Just I heard you’d been to the doctors? Not a how was your flight?

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If we skirt back to Jimin flying out to NY the day after JK, we as fans didn’t know why. We jikookers speculated of course, or maybe hoped for content from the two (our fan service if you will), even news outlets assumed he’d followed to support JK in his solo work, like he’d done with Hobi, and Yoongi, and yet…crickets.

We got, and if memory serves, a very hesitant JK confirming to the host of GMA that Jimin was somewhere in NY, a cursory nod. We got street photos of the two walking into/out of the restaurant mentioned above, we then got a video (taken with out consent) of the two on a boat, and then an account from an Army who saw the two at a grocery store (she was called a liar, turns out she was telling the truth and is even in the show), and that’s it. We got nothing from them, we got no live (despite JK going live twice) and in the end Jimin did not in fact go to support JK, at the venue, for his performance. 

Again, why? Or moreover, why not? 

I am not going to pretend to know why they did what they did, I am simply pointing out the facts of what transpired at the time, and the difference between their behaviour in NY, and that with other members. We didn’t know what they were doing, or why they were dancing on a boat in CT, or going out for an apparent meal on what was actually Silver Day. We knew nothing of what they were doing until months and months later, when JK told Yoongi they’d filmed something, a travel show, and hilarity ensued. 

Where was the hype for it? They could have gone live and said what they were doing building up suspense. (In the past we would get Tweets and pics from locations for BV etc) JK could have told the presenter at GMA Jimin was absolutely in NYC, his bro is here for x/y/z and they are going to grab drinks later. But we got nothing, they said nothing.

Isn’t that odd?

Something to ponder I guess. 

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[helen-with-an-a]

Beautiful Girl Masterlist

Fluff | angst | angst/comfort | suggestive | smut

I’ve tagged everything in relation to this universe under #fic: beautiful girl, if I forget to upload something to this masterlist, you can scroll through that tag instead 💕

Full-length fics (2k or more)

Welcome Home (18+) Alexia comes home from the Olympics

Halloween (18+) Alexia forces herself to watch a scary movie with you

Injury (18+) You tweak your knee

Christmas Eve (18+) You go to Barça’s Christmas Eve party

New Year’s Eve (18+) You spend New Year's Eve together

Night Out (18+) Alexia decides to be bratty

Short blurbs (2k or less)

First Meeting you meet a Beautiful girl

Outside Looking In Mapí and Ingrid explain the dynamics of Capi vs Alexia vs Ale

Tired Alexia is just so tired

Coaxing (18+) no-plot-pure-smut

Ballon d’Or (18+) Amor comes home from winning her first Ballon d’Or

200 Goals Alexia is being stubborn

Waking Up it’s an off day

You’re Mine (18+) Alexia’s Nike Ad has you feeling a certain type of way

Pretty Goal Scorer After the Chelsea win, Alexia just wants to love on her pretty goal scorer

Headcanons

Headcanons 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

Quick Headcanons

Some more quick ones

More things that have been on my mind

Random ones

Birthday headcanons

Amor and her instruments

Ale trying to get off without Amor there

The time they had a giant fight

The Man City Barça UWCL match

Amor and Las 15

Amor and Ale after the 2023 WWC

SWF headcanons

NSWF Headcanons

Christmas Traditions

Fav sex positions and locations

Kinks

Kids

Moodboards

Moodboard 1

Moodboard 2

Moodboard 3

Questions

Does Amor have tattoos?

What Nationality is Amor?; How is she like playing against Alexia?; What is her relationship with Alexia’s “kids”?; Does Amor have any secret talents?

Does Amor like the Alexia TikTok edits?

What does Amor and Alexia’s relationship look like to other people?

Was Amor in Alexia’s documentary?

Is Amor younger than Alexia?

How did Amor and Alexia announce they were dating to the public?

What was the moment it clicked for Alexia to let Amor be in charge?

Is Amor on track for a Ballon d’Or?

Is Amor an arse girlie?

Does Ale and Amor encounter any issues with it being Amor's first real wlw relationship and (im assuming) not Ale's?

What’s it like when they play each other at National level?

Do Ale and Amor ever try to hide their relationship?

Does Ale ever find out about Amor asking Ale’s parents for her hand in marriage?

What is Amor and Ale’s honeymoon and wedding like?

Does Ale and Amor ever deal with jealousy?

[love-of-the-red-star]

That time I got reincarnated as an Aeon

(Series)

Chapter four: This is why you don’t leave your Aeon unsupervised (In which you get kissed, again)

Warnings: References to violence, mentions of castration (not graphic) heavily not edited (RIP first draft, you will not be remembered)

“Ohoho this is neat!”

“It’s not neat man— more like dead meat.”

“Come on don’t be a downer! Look bro, it’s your very first wanted poster!” Boothill roughly grabbed you closer to him in good spirits as he grinned widely at the paper he’s holding with another hand— specifically, your very first wanted poster.

“I’m happy I have one but the problem is— it looks so…” You cringed, seeing your pose with a chair. Well at least they didn’t get their details wrong. “I don’t know, fuckass??”

Boothill snorted. “Nahhh don’t sweat that darling, it’s your first one after all. You should have seen mine, it’s wayyyy uglier than yours.”

“I didn’t expect to be known as some chair using murderer though.” You mumbled, it wasn’t exactly a complaint considering it was and had been technically your weapon ever since you occasionally roped yourself in Boothill’s shenanigans. “I’m just gonna have to pray the other people in the express won’t look at me weird once they see my face on the news.”

The chances of it happening were slim— you didn’t like media attention, whether it be for the purpose of turning you into a subject fit for a National Geographic™️ documentary or have your entire face on the news. Thankfully you weren’t in the level of a stellaron hunter yet, but damn the IPC sure knew spite.

“I don’t know why they even bothered with putting a bounty on my head, it was just some lackeys I helped you with sending out six feet under— wait, was it because I castrated one of them using the back of my shoe?” You blinked, brows furrowed as you continued to stare at your own poster some more as Boothill cringed and hissed through gritted teeth.

“Probably.” He said— although lacking balls himself, he felt a tinge of sympathy for the poor lad whose jewels you’ve severed using a blade you have very creatively embedded in your shoe. “Some of their folks can get reeaal petty.” He drawled. “Friend of theirs that escaped probably put that bounty on your head because they’re scared they’d be next on the clock chopping board.”

In your end you did say “Say goodbye to deez nuts!” and brutalized that poor poor man so much his friend pissed themselves and peaced out.

“Pffft.” You laughed. “Clock chopping board—“.

“Yeah yeah laugh all you want.” He rolled his eyes. “That aside, you’re a pretty thing. If you go around killing them while accompanying me they’re bound to remember your face.” He tapped you on the cheek lightly.

“Thank you?” You said, unsure.

There’s a ring in the air that you identified to have come from Boothill’s phone.

“Welp, time to go.” He said, snatching a shot glass and downing the last of the whiskey and swallowed the bullet that accompanied it.

“Later darlin’, still got some business to do.”

“Good luck!”

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“It’s nice to finally meet you, time hasn’t been very kind.”

What the fuck?

Green eyes, blond hair and good looks, the man that stood before you was none other than Kirschtaria Wodime— wait no, wrong name and fandom, it’s Otto Apocalypse?? No, you internally shook your head, wrong again.

This bitch was Void Archives, and he’s the source of Welt’s old man yaoi PTSD.

And you were probably going to have a rivalry, because unfortunately for everyone in this train including yourself; he didn’t pretend he was pretentious, he was the pretentious prick.

“Well, hello and nice to meet you I suppose?” You blinked, unsure of how to approach him as you awkwardly extended your hand for a shake. Void Archives took it, surprisingly gentle with how he grasped it before giving it a firm shake.

“Void Archives.” He introduced himself but you already know that, he didn’t though.

“[Name].” You replied.

In your opinion, this man smelled suspicious. Very very suspicious, and a bigger red flag than you. (If he had the face of Otto Apocalypse then it was an automatic sus banner plastered on his profile for you, but the bit— Void Archives, doesn’t know that you know.)

You scowled the moment he was out of the room, clear displeasure displayed into your face as you thought of another way to deal with another shitshow— except the Express was involved. You didn’t know much about what happened, but you do know he caused some not so good shit for everyone.

On the bright side, you would meet Dan Heng.

Dinner was served and pleasantries were exchanged, with you remaining uncharacteristically reserved towards Void Archives. If the other two people in the express noticed this, they don’t speak of it.

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You retreated to your quarters for that night and returned to your true body, surprised to find Yaoshi there with you, sitting idly as if waiting.

“I see that you already have a name.” They smiled sweetly. “And a more formed body too.. yes….this one suits you just fine indeed.” One of their many hands rested on the top of your head, taking a lock of hair in between their fingers as they looked at you with the thousands of their eyes adoringly. “You have grown well, I am glad.”

“Welcome back?” You managed to utter, much like your encounter with the Void Archives, Yaoshi too made you at a loss for words.

“You were waiting for me?” They came closer to you with a pleased expression plastered on their disturbingly ethereal face as you heard the stretching of branches and the sound of limbs being torn off again.

“You did promise you would come back to visit.” You told them. “Were you here for a while?”

“No, but I was watching you.” They shook their head gently. “You spread freedom and sow in seeds of kindness, will you liberate more from suffering?”

“I mean, I don’t like having to see shit like people being constrained. So technically, yes.” You replied to them, and they seemed pleased with that response, holding your waist with another pair of arms, caressing you in a way you would have felt as a maddening and yet detached kind of love had you been a human.

Now that you thought about it, it was no wonder Yaoshi’s followers seemed.. a little crazy.

However their hold on you seemed to be personal. You’re not sure how to feel about that.

“How kind,” They said, voice remaining sweet and expression tranquil as they pulled you closer and closer, til you’re caged in the branches and the thousands of arms— they’re ensnaring you in a hug, or at least you thought it’s a hug.

“You liberate people of their suffering, lessening their burden in the cycle of being.” They sighed like a maiden in love. Briefly, you thought of the man whose balls you severed with the back of your shoe and felt the urge to rebut Yaoshi of what they said, but ultimately chose not to speak as they didn’t seem to tire in adoring you.

You found it a little off putting but you couldn’t judge; they were free to feel anything towards you as much as you were free to think of anything towards them. They were a fellow Aeon, although if you were a mortal, you would have found this interest towards you incredibly terrifying, knowing full well how their love always ends.

While losing yourself to mara and growing branches and leaves in your body wasn’t sexy, you weren’t going to restrict Yaoshi in feeling things, so long as they don’t cause trouble to your little train.

“May you be as free as those whom you chose to be free, Kind Freedom.” The branches receded and so did their arms, with only two hands to cup your face gently. “May we meet again.” After they uttered those words, they kissed you just as they did before when you were just new to the world, then left.

If you were a human, you think you would have just gone cathartic from too many things happening at once, because what the hell was their business in kissing you in the mouth before dipping??

You did remember that Yaoshi said that they felt as if they knew you before, and thinking about it now, were the Aeons acutely aware of you watching when you were playing the game behind the screen?

No, they wouldn’t be. But you’d like to think they could feel your presence, just not identify you.

It was in the simulated universe too, so there was no way unless they actually fully interacted with you outside of it as the Trailblazer. You thought of it some more, recalling past conversations, then you remembered Lan stating your presence felt familiar too.

It still didn’t really explain why Yaoshi would be compelled to kiss you as if you were a lover— but on god, you hoped not. As disturbingly beautiful as your fellow Aeon might be, you’re well aware and lucid enough to acknowledge they’re a big fat red flag.

For a moment, you wondered if they’d ask you to marry them next, worse, they could just tell you you’re married to them and call it a day.

Could Aeons even marry?

There’s a lot for you to think about, but you brushed the thought of a marriage when you remembered the other train passenger— Mr. Blonde Prick. You groaned, at that time not noticing the noise you made was heard by the cosmos.

It was a groan for you, but for the humans who heard it certainly did not sound like it.

You told Welt to shut off the broadcast in the next day the moment you heard a very familiar intro, not wanting to hear your voice documented and broadcasted for everyone to hear again.

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Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V (HERE),Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII….

And there we go for this chapter! This is just pure brain vomit but enjoy :33