#i shouldn't be talking about content that came out 7 years ago like it's new

[sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes]

Roman and Logan were kinda mean to Patton at times at the start of the show, such as both saying in unison "don't screw it up" when he gets excited in the Q&A, before they kinda learned their lesson in Growing Up

I wonder if that's why he grew attached to Virgil the quickest, because he could identify with him more

[holllandtrash]

I really have a thing for secret relationships for some reason, so maybe Lewis’s relationship with some pop star or famous actress being outed?

Okay back on my blurb bullshit before i call it a night

this is on par with tonight's met gala butttt you're an actress, you've been dating lewis for almost a year now but you've been keeping busy and working on projects, HOWEVER you're in new york, you're attending the met gala and god damn do you look fucking good

now, you've def been seen at some races before and fans have speculated that you're dating a driver but you and lewis are so private that there's no trace of you two being together anywhere

so anyway you show up the met gala dressed to the fucking nines and who do you run into but danny fucking ricciardo and you know him, of course you know him. the drivers know you're dating lewis its not a secret from them, and there are so many celebs at the met gala its not weird that you would run into a lot that you know (danny being one of them)

so you don't think anything of it when you go up to him and give him a hug and catch up quickly on the carpet and some paparazzi's are like 'y/n!!! danny!! over here! smile!!' and what are you gonna do? say no?? danny's a friend, he's your boyfriends friend too so you pose together

and your first thought is oh god twitter is going to have a field day with these photos. everyone is going to assume you're dating.

and there's been rumours of you dating costars before but as you're smile you're already thinking of ways to put the danny rumours to rest that haven't even started yet, that's where your mind is, you're thinking ahead. you're not in the present.

which means your reaction time wasn't fast enough to stop daniel when he opened his mouth to ask "where's lewis tonight?"

he sees your face, the brief moment of panic and daniel knows he slipped up, he knows he shouldn't have asked that. you obviously don't answer that question because there's about 30 cameras on you, some with mic's and some that undoubtedly picked up on him asking you where the 8 7 time world champion lewis hamilton is.

so you just smile and step away from daniel. the best solution is to just say nothing. daniel nods, fixes his tie and you both go your separate ways.

but oh man does the internet work fast

it's not even two minutes later when your assistant, bless her soul, approaches you hesitantly and whispers in your ear that the specific clip of daniel asking where lewis is is now spreading like wildfire on twitter. and you ask if it's obvious what he's saying and sadly, it is. the audio isn't the best but there's no denying that lewis' name came out of daniel's mouth

this was not how you wanted to go public. in fact, you and lewis never really discussed how it would happen, but daniel ricciardo not thinking before he spoke was certainly never part of the plan.

of course you're panicking, you don't know how lewis is going to react, if he's been told what's going on. he is in miami, it's not like he's somewhere across the world already asleep, there's a chance he too has already seen the clip

when your assistant finds you again before she leaves you for the dinner portion of the evening, she doesn't look stressed, even though you feel stressed.

"what?" you ask, pulling her aside. "have you talked to lewis? is he mad at danny?"

she just shakes her head and opens up instagram. it takes way too long for the content to load but doesn't that always seem to happen in these dire moments where you feel disgustingly sick and have no patience?

finally, she opens up lewis' instagram stories. and right there, the only image he's shared today is one of you taken only minutes ago as you posed on the carpet alone, with what he would say an angelic smile and a devilish stare that could do more harm than good.

and it was impossible to miss the two heart emoji's he added

he heard seen the clip after all and decided to run with it. no sense in hiding the relationship anymore. if anything, lewis was probably thanking his lucky stars that daniel said something because he's been waiting for the perfect opportunity to show you off

the next time someone brings up lewis tonight, you don't shy away from answering

[swallowtail-ageha]

Do you have favorite anime shows?

Yes! I used to be super into anime a few years ago, but now my interest and attention span has kinda dwindled so i'm not exactly up to date to the new hot animes (i do plan however on starting both Frieren and Dungeon Meshi)

If i have to make a list of my favourite animes, those would be (putting them not in a [most favourite-least favourite] order)

1- Shingeki no Kyojin. Hooly shit i think it was the first anime i seriously watched. The SnK manga was also the first one i ever purchased at like ~11. I just have so many good memories related to that manga

2- DOROHEDORO. God i. I think that animanga was tailor-made for me. It is extremely gorey, but also in a non edgy way. The tone is very lighthearted and the entirety of it's cast has it's spotlight. Also the character design is top notch and the ost makes me go insane

3- Tokyo Ghoul! Another childhood classic of mine (but that's more the manga than the anime) again i have so many memories about it including me doing my ghoul sona again at age 11/12. Good times

4- Pluto! I have never ever watched Astroboy in my entire life BUT i was also a huge fan of Urasawa's 20th Century Boys and Billy Bat so i decided to read it and when the anime adaptation came out i was "oh. They couldn't make it more perfect". Seriously tho, the animation, the story, the characters, the critique of the gulf war (since it was first released in the middle of it)... it couldn't be more perfect. Also Atom looks like my cousin so he's my special little boy

5- Shinsekai Yori. This is a weird one. I don't think that like. I'd actually recomend it to someone else. It's extremely slow paced and the whole subject matter is heavy. It's a dystopian novel-turned anime and i think that the pacing does get affected negatively by this. But if you're in for an heavy watch. Watch it. Please. The finale is one of the most poignant finales i've ever seen in an anime and i still think about it years later

5- Akira! While again this is one of those adaptations where the story had to be cut due to the rest of the manga still not being written, it holds up extremely well. Also the animation is gorgeous and last year i traveled to Rome to watch it at the Space Cinema for it's 35th anniversary and it was a spiritual experience. I do not think i ever looked away from the screen, even if for a split second

6- Vinland Saga! I don't have much to say about it especially to avoid spoilers since the anime is not over yet, but god. Thorfinn. I thought people were exaggerating when talking about his character development but he is genuinely wonderfully written. Also i loved the way season two ended with the poem being played while showing the characters of both the past and the present (and i don't remember if it was there in the manga? I think it was? But also the anime version is more cinematic for well. Obvious reasons)

7- Re:Zero! One of those things that i definitely shouldn't have watched as a preteen lmao. I am not a coneisseur of isekais, so i can't really fully appreciate the subversion aspect of it, but i love Subaru's character and the witch lore intrigues me so much, so if i ever get my hands of the novels i'll read them

8- Higurashi I do know that the anime compared to the novels absolutely sucks (iirc they cut a lot of content?) but i think it upholds very well on it's own (not like the umineko anime lmao). Also i had watched it when i was going through a very hard period of my life, so it's extremely dear to me

And that's it for now! Probably if you'd asked me this a few years back i would have replied with more shounens a la jjk and bnha, which i do still like (jjk way more than bnha) and for whom i had a hyperfixation on it, but again my tastes have immensely shifted and i think that overall these animes have made way more impact on me. Other two animes i really enjoy are FMA and HXH, but again while i recognize that FMA is a wonderful story and i do rank it quite highly it doesn't quite scratch my itch, and i constantly switch forth between loving and hating HXH (mainly due to the fandom's obnoxiousness in treating it like a piece of russian literature)

Have a nice day anon!!!

[avenging-fandoms]

Pumpkin Eater

*requested by anonymous *hey bebs 💕 could you write something where chris cheated on the reader and he sees her with sebastian and gets jealous 🥺 *in which y/n and chris were engaged to be married in 7 months, but she caught him cheating. leaving her homeless, her friend sebastian let her stay with him. *warning: angst, cheating, mentions of sex, drinking, fluff *PLEASE send me requests!!!!! i can do whoever :)

MASTERLIST

this is going to be a series!!

“oh my fucking god” you breathed and dropped your bags, the door hitting the wall catching the attention of chris and the girl on top of him. “you’ve got to be fucking kidding me” they both scrambled and she got her clothes on fast, running out the door.

chris wrapped himself in the blanket, shaking his head and putting his hand up. "yn, i promise, this wasn't supposed to happen"

"oh bullshit, chris! did you think i wouldn't find out? my god, chris, we're fucking engaged!" you ran your fingers through your hair, chris still tightening the blanket around his waist. "4 years. 4 years down the drain, for what? for some fun?" your lip quivered and you shook your head.

"yn, please, i can explain" you scoff, running your tongue over your lips as you shift your weight to one leg with your arms across your chest as you looked at him.

"you can explain what? you cheated! there's no fucking excuse!" you exclaim, grabbing a bag from the closet and shoving random articles of clothes in it, as well as the ones you just bought.

"where are you going? no, please don't leave" chris begged and grabbed your wrist, and you chuckle as you ripped it out of his grip.

"if you don't want me to leave, you shouldn't have cheated and had some random girl riding your dick. i'm calling off the wedding" you threw the ring at his chest and slammed the bedroom door behind you. you shoved the bag into the back of your car, starting your car and gripping the steering wheel. you squeezed your eyes shut and leaned your forehead onto the wheel, your shoulders shaking as you sob.

your phone started to ring and you took a deep breath, sniffling and taking a few breaths before answering it. your elbow leaned against the door, eyes closed with your fingers against your forehead. "hey yn!" sebastian beamed over the phone and you smile softly, feeling a little better to hear how happy he sounded.

"you called at literally the best time. is it alright if i come over?"

"sure! door's unlocked, i've got drinks in the fridge, i'll see you soon then!" you said your goodbyes and hung up the phone, putting it away and blasting music as you drove off to sebastian's.

-

30 minutes later you pulled into sebastian's driveway and turned down the music before shutting off your car. you grabbed your bag and took a breath before sulking over to his door. you knocked softly and tapped your toes together as you waited for sebastian to open the door. you heard his footsteps and the door swung open, your puffy eyes meeting his sweet, bright smile.

"hey doll! oh no, why are you sad?" your lip quivered after the question and you let out a sob, sebastian catching you as you fell into him, he scrunches his eyebrows confused and wraps his arms around you.

"i-i caught him in bed-" sebastian shushed you softly and held your head, bringing you and your bag inside his house.

"you don't have to tell me anything until you're ready, okay? i'll be here to listen. for now, i'll just hold you until you have no more tears" he smiled and kissed your head, the both of you sitting on the couch. he put your legs over his lap, comforting you. you hiccuped once you stopped crying, playing with the hem of sebastian's shirt.

"he was in bed.. with that bitch i asked about a couple months ago" you sighed and sebastian scoffed, shaking his head.

"what did he say before? when you asked about her before" sebastian rubbed your arm and you laughed.

"an old hometown friend who moved to california. and i believed it, even though i met all his friends from home"

"what an asshole, you don't deserve that" sebastian whispered and kissed your forehead, making you smile.

"and.. with me being over here now, if it's not any incon-"

"yes, you are more than welcome to stay. my guest bedroom is finally finished" you smile and hug him tightly, sebastian rubbing your back. "love you yn"

"love you more, seb, thank you" you whisper and snuggle your cheek into his shoulder.

the next day sebastian helped you pack your things from the house you and chris shared. you guys put some boxes in storage and some boxes to sebastian's house. chris came back to the house as you closed the trunk of your car.

"yn? hey, please listen to me" chris begged and and you clicked your seatbelt in the passenger seat.

"she's not talking to you right now. you hurt her, very bad, chris" sebastian glared, backing up and getting into the driver's seat. chris yelled things about you getting with sebastian as payback but it was muffled. sebastian reached over and grabbed your thigh and you shook your head as you placed your hand on top of his.

"i told myself i wouldn't cry about it anymore.. but i can't help it" you sniffled and at a red light, sebastian wiped the tears from your cheeks.

"you're allowed to be sad, yn. it's your choice how long you want to be sad, no one else's, okay?" he whispered and you nodded, kissing his palm and you widened your eyes.

"sebastian, i didn't mean to do that" you rambled on and he chuckled, holding your wrists and kissing each knuckle and your palms. "oh" you sighed, dropping your shoulders and sebastian looked up at you through his eyelashes.

"see? don't be sorry, it's comforting" he smiled and you nodded slowly, licking your lips. "you want to go somewhere to eat?" you nodded and he sat the right way again. luckily there was no one behind you two because you sat through a green light. the light turned green again and he took off, heading to the place you wanted to eat before heading to his house.

sebastian pulled into his driveway and opened your door for you. you think him as he takes your hand into the house. "are there any.. house rules?"

"uhm.. food is free reign, bathroom upstairs, the guest room is right across from- what's wrong?" you rubbed your arm and shrugged, looking around the house then meeting sebastian's eyes.

"i didn't mean to make your life any more crazy" you apologize to him and stare at your toes.

"hey, look at me" sebastian said but you refused. he held your chin softly and tilted your face up to look at him. "you could never be a burden to me, i promise. i've always wanted a roommate who wasn't crazy"

"well.. i'm pretty crazy now" you smiled and he laughed, shaking his head.

"no, definitely not. chris is crazy for cheating on an amazing, smart, sexy girl like you" he grinned and your cheeks felt hot. "there's that shy smile"

"you think i'm sexy?" i whisper, stepping a little closer to sebastian.

"who wouldn't?" he whispered back, his mouth inches from yours. "goodnight yn"

"goodnight seb" he kissed your forehead and headed to his room. you sighed contently with a smile on your face, heading to the guest room. it was still scattered with some boxes, the closet half filled with clothes and the dresser topped with a mirror and a tv.

you got ready for bed and cuddled tight under the sheets, deleting the new texts you got from chris about the cheating, about sebastian, about everything. you went on social media, which is a bad idea after a break up. 'chris evans' was trending, and it was filled with thousand of tweets about the break up. your chest felt heavy and it felt like your throat was closing. "seb..seb.." you ripped the blankets off of you and you knocked on his door frantically.

"come in" you swung the door open and he dropped his clothes in his hamper. "what's wrong, doll?"

"they're a-all talking about it" you cried in choppy breaths, sebastian's eyebrows furrowing. you handed him your phone and he scrolled through the tweets, shaking his head and putting your phone next to his on the nightstand. "h..how did they find out?! i didn't post anything, remove any pictures, or say anything about you. how is it out?!"

"apparently he let it slip in an interview. plus i guess he confided in the wrong person and they told the press" sebastian rubbed your back and you let out a soft cry, falling into him. "you're going on a social media detox. i'm going to take your phone for a couple days and we're going to enjoy the world, okay?" you nod and sniffle, nodding and wiping your cheeks with his thumbs.

"i'm sorry for dumping all of this on you" you said softly and you looked up at him.

"never apologize for your feelings" he whisper and i nodded, leaning forward and kissing his chest.

"thank you seb" your tone was soft as you leaned back against his bed. sebastian was still processing the kiss to his chest you left, a soft smirk playing on his lips. it didn't take long for you to fall asleep, and sebastian didn't want to move you. he pulled the blankets over the two of you, kissing your forehead before shutting off the side lamp and falling asleep with an arm draped over you.

-

you woke up the next day with your arms wrapped around sebastian's arm. your eyes felt heavy and puffy, but you didn't want to move out of your very comfortable spot. you watched sebastian chest rise up and down slowly with every breath he took, his arm tucked under his head with his face turned away from yours.

you never really looked at sebastian, but you were glad you were getting the chance to right now. he shifted and you panicked, closing your eyes again to pretend you were sleeping. you heard him sigh and felt his bicep flex, and it was so hard to bite back your smile and grip it in your hands.

sebastian slowly pulled his arm away from your grip and pushed your hair out of your face before he got out of bed. sebastian headed into his bathroom and locked the door, your eyes shooting open. your arms pushed up the soft sheets as you stretched your limbs. you reached over for your phone, seeing a lot of missed calls, texts and notifications from almost every social media app you had.

sebastian's phone vibrated and you jumped when you heard the water turn on in the shower, sebastian badly singing as he showered. you sighed and peeked at his screen, seeing a lot of texts from chris.

"this is crazy" you sighed, placing a pillow over your face and wanting to scream. you had almost fallen asleep again before you heard the water shut off. you took the pillow off of your face and pretended to just be waking up as he came out of the bathroom.

"well, good morning roomie" sebastian smiled and you sat up, gasping softly with wide eyes as you noticed sebastian dripping in water with his towel loosely tied around his waist.

“good morning. i didn’t mean to take up your bed last night. all that crying just really took it out of me"

“no problem, i understand. my bed is big enough for the both of us. no bother” he smiled and took another towel to dry his hair. you brushed your hair out of your face and sighed.

"uhm, i'm gonna go shower. probably unpack too. you can come help if you want" you started to walk towards his door but you heard him whistle. you tighten your face and turn around slowly, sebastian's hand on his hip with the other out palm facing up.

"i seem to remember there were 2 phones on my nightstand, and now there's only one. give it here" you grunt and slightly stomp as you slapped the phone in his hand. "this is for your own sake, it's to better you and your mind!" sebastian smiled and you rolled your eyes, trying to pretend that you were mad at sebastian but you couldn't help the corners of your mouth curling up.

"yeah, yeah. whatever" you push his shoulder and he laughs. "i'll be in my room, then i'm gonna shower"

"okay. and hey," you turned around in his door frame, your hand on the wood as you looked over your shoulder to sebastian. "you and me"

you smile, nodding softly. "you and me, seb"

[topconfessions]

Is not that bigbang is inactive hahaha is because the one( like me) that came to your blog regularly know you have a lot of old tea of bb member before so why ask the same question all over again?? We talk about everyone here not just bts and actually bts question started just this year xd I love your page giirl keep doing your thing (:

RIGHT!!! EXACTLY!! This page was going to be dead and terminated long ago. Choi seunghyun is just not a celebrity worth having a sole dedication to anymore cause this grown man gives us NO fucking content to work with. We can't sit here and talk about TOP all day everyday when there is nothing else to discuss about him. Same with bigbang. They are all cut from the same cloth and have nothing to offer for blog discussion and debate. I don't care if they have activities going on individually which I doubt Minus GD in his fashion bag and his comebacks he's always working on, they arent the type of idols that make it easy to discus them.

Tbh bigbang is over. There, I said it. That anon was just trying to slight me / us, but probably doesn't even keep up with bigbang religiously like fans do with the new groups. They're just a hard group to support and write about unless you have an obsession / attachment to them. Nobody is checking for bigbang seriously anymore until they comeback and do a serious comeback.

Play stupid games? Win stupid prizes. BTS has replaced BIGBANG in this generation and soon BTS will be where BIGBANG is and a new IT boyband will take BTS place of current blog gossip.

Besides like I said, what could we talk about that hasn't been discussed already with bigbang? They aren't even relatable as people any more. I'm close to unfollowing TOP for good cause he's annoying as shit and needs to make a tumblr instead of treating Instagram like it. Him and bigbang dont fuck with each other like that. I actually believe an old psychic long ago who said GD talked him into this mess with getting on insta and allowing him to slowly unravel with this type of posting.

Nobody who truly cares about you as a friend is going to allow you to humiliate yourself and look stupid. Money or not. You can have your own life / career but still check on the welfare of your former co workers / friend and advise that he delete or leave insta for a break. TOP IG isn't what it used to be but its more of a quiet version of the chaos and its a turn off. This is a man none of is can meet. Bigbang is a group none of us would ever bump into or remotely see from the stands somewhere. I don't care for BTS like that but whenever they come to America there is a slight chance and if you go to the right clubs or areas in Korea you may spot them.

New blog readers are opinionated and think I 'll take some shade to heart. Us old heads don't give a fuck lmao. There is something called an "archive"!! Go to the archive and look up all the past bigbang asks / confessions.

Plus It's wise from a promotional standpoint to venture out into general idol and celebrity confessions to keep the longevity going. This blog would have been dead like every other bigbang blog had we just focused on TOP or bigbang alone. Daesung fucking MIA and offers nothing (yea yea Daesung fangirls I said what I said.) GD lives like it's still 2012-2014 dating someone who was barely 12 when fantastic baby first dropped, TOP is a failure who squandered all of his opportunities and is not living up to his full potential abandoning all the things he claimed he was so passionate about just to live semi privately and fuck around on insta / mingling with queer white rich art community and fake rich Korean friends. He could have been a serious actor by now with at least 7 -8 films under his belt and had a more refined career. He ended up proving the naysayers right that he was pretentious. I want to love TOP but I personally can't stand the immaturity. Just post a written statement on insta saying you unofficially quit the industry and "fans" shouldn't look forward to anything as you trying to live life now not working in entertainment. Plus he's gay and at this point he has nothing to lose by coming out. He needs to. Taeyang is a wet blanket to me. Sweet and wholesome guy but that's it. He squandered his potential and talent just like TOP. He is not as mature and we'll rounded as we pushed to believe. If he were he would have utilized his name value and money well by buying his way out of the contract and going independent to release new fresh music and actually tour here in America. That never happened and probably never will. I low-key believe marrying sorta side lined that for him as well. He knew of burning sun and stayed with the company regardless. Seungri is well Seungri. The group was petty for ragging on him every other variety show trying to drop hints he was invovled in messy shit instead of literally asking him to leave the group early so his actions wouldn't reflect on them. Just a very weird dynamic and I know although Seungri would want to make amends and be accepted, if I were him I wouldnt want to work with bigbang anymore even if they are more popular. Either way it with your chest or leave it on the playground. I objectively think Seungri was the salt & seasoning to their music. Without salt or an extra kick ot seasoning food can be high quality all it wants to be. But food will lack something and many will notice. That's how I view Seungri at this point.

Bigbang can be so likable together but they apply themselves everywhere else but to the fans these days. So there is nothing more to talk about other than theories on bigbang.

[rixxy8173571m3w1p3]

The Remembrance Of A Kiss

I was feeling nostalgic for a fic which I wrote almost three years ago called Zeta-7 and The Kiss; it was written back when I first started writing Rnm fics. While, I don't write how I used to, I am fond of it. So, here's this finished wip. I think I'm running on nostalgia these days, for things are changing faster then I can keep up with. Anyway, I hope you guys like it. It's guaranteed to be fluffy :3

In this fic the reader thinks about a past momentous moment.

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The trouble and light anxiety you had felt about the occasion had been insignificant compared to his. Back then you had been searching for an answer or rather a solution to a predicament; the problem at the time being that you weren't sure how to broach the subject of a certain display of affection. It was neither a lack or an abundance of affection, and it seems silly now when you thought of it, which was often, but when and where had your inclination to kiss him first begin? It might have always been there, but that statement in itself seemed like a lie, for you didn't want to kiss him when you initially met him, but he had been influential; recognizing you from another time, another life, but that wasn't what you came here to talk about. No, you wanted to think of that fateful day.

That day he had been in his usual delightful mood, the kind that came about because he got to see you and was genuinely having a good day; although, with him, he tended to find good in every day and as expected he was deliciously cheerful and had a smile which could last for days upon his thin lips. Oh, how you had loved that smile for it followed you everywhere, even when you couldn't seem him; that haircut which had been copied from an old clothing catalog advertisement and moved about when he spoke; buck teeth which dentists could only dream to keep as trophies, and the hint of lip bite when he'd finished talking; it was part of the draw. You fought, swallowed, and bided your time as you thought of the ways in which you could show him you loved him. For you, there was a momentum, a force which couldn't have been stopped; beginning with his hellos, and would build as you continued to be so affected and had been desperate to satisfy the longing and affection which pulled and drowned your senses whenever he was near; it made you reason that it was the right thing to do; to express and ask if it was alright to move forward; it was and he agreed, but he never quite recovered from being kissed. 

No, you didn't mean all the kisses which occurred after and had taken place up to the present per se, but from the first one you had given him around the start of your relationship; having made such an impression, it was as though you had branded his heart and soul; that a string was tied to one of your ribs and to one of his ventricles which kept him alive only by his sheer will to withstand the forces and madness that threatened to tear him apart daily; he could never recover. You would say that he grew a little more mature that day; in mind, spirit, but not in age. To be sure, things had been so different then; Rick had been so shy when it came to romantic sensibilities, naive to others advances or otherwise natural attraction to him, believing he was unworthy of such while you had so much to learn about the mysteries of men; neither knew what the other had been going through. You hadn't known about his otherworldly adventures yet, his loneliness, or uniqueness, and he knew almost everything except your personality quirks, but as to how he knew was a different story.

Still, that was then, back when there was so much yet to be known, and you thought him to be human. You remembered how for days, he walked as though in a daze, bumping into things and hardly able to look you in the eyes without being lovestruck and tongue-tied; you were sure to watch after him to make sure you hadn't given him a stroke and assured him that he shouldn't deny his worth. Why it seemed even now he could barely function without being a little goofy after a kiss, but it was endearing; you hadn't known then about how he had been starved for affection due to lack of family and circumstances. Yet, if you had any doubts, they certainly were lessened by his attentiveness and wanting to please.

You were sure others might've tired of this behavior long ago, and you had your days in when you thought you weren't capable of managing it all, but for every time you came crashing down, he was there to help you even when you didn't want him to; for every tear and moment of grief, there was his affection which he returns out of love, gratitude, and fear all at once. Oh, if you knew then what you knew now, you would've confessed earlier; let him know how much you had cared, and tried harder to be a better friend. Still, you were making it up to him and doubted you'd ever finish making it up to him. And because he was forever grateful and happy when you kissed him, you decided to ask him one day what it was that he found so dazzling about it and to your shock, his answer endeared him to you all the more. "It's like saying h-hello." he answered matter of factly.

"Really? In what way?" 

"Gosh," he wondered, scratching the back of his neck. "it's uh - it's like touching hands, but instead of the formality of a-a handshake, you touch lips to greet and exchange not only DNA but affection. Culture or whoever happens to partake in this ritual may affect its meaning, but in such an awe-inspiring way I believe it's a reminder of trust and union; albeit more intimate."

Was that how he had felt back then? Had it been a social experiment or a daydream that had come into fruition? Perhaps neither. Maybe, he was concerned that you'd be disappointed if that so-called spark wasn't there, but the good thing was you relied more on just sparks. "So, what you mean to say is that in a sense those who kiss are bonded?"

"I th-think so."

And you believed him, for when it came to such matters, he was sincere. Why it must've hit him harder than it ever will with you, but you blamed being a creature of natural circumstance for that; your childhood and life had been happy and general for the most part, while his had more loops in it then the Whirly Dirly. Thinking of it now, the consequence of your affection was that he took to you so strongly, you were sure that if something happened to you, it might kill him; the thought being burdensome in its own right.

You had never thought of pairing the word passionate with him, but his sensibilities to and of the world in which he existed in as well as to interactions with the beings in it made you wonder if there was anything or anyone he could truly hate; himself perhaps for that was who he was most affected by. 

"Rick," you started, pushing away the unsettling thoughts as you set down the book you had been reading. "I think that's sweet. You certainly have a knack for seeing the poetic nature behind the reality, but what are your thoughts on the people who kiss for fun?"

He ruminated for a moment. It might've occurred to him that people didn't always kiss with the intention of forming serious relationships, but he would be sure to make a note of finding out later. "Gosh, I'm sure there are some benefits t-t-to it, though I haven't done much research on the matter."

Who knew where one would begin on such a subject. There were books on both physiology and psychology, but did any of them go into the happenstance of a kiss? You hadn't thought of checking, but knowing the intelligent man that he was, perhaps he had looked into it. "Research huh? Dear," you explained, "people don't just research kisses as though they are studies or hypothesized."

"Th-they don't?"

"At least not that I know of. I mean, people simply see and do. Don't they? Is there more?"

"Y-yes and no. It depends on the species."

"Hmm, I guess it does."

Again, you wouldn't know. There must've been planets, realities, and universes whose signs of affection transcended that of action, but while it was a fascinating thought, you were glad that in your reality that wasn't the case in its entirety. Searching his face, you found that his brow was scrunched up together, wondering if there was more to it. You had thought the question innocent enough, he, on the other hand, wouldn't be satisfied until he found the truth behind your inquiry. Not being one to try to disappoint him, you turned towards him and nodded. "However, I have my own answer. If you come closer I can show you what I mean."

Removing his glasses, he scooted closer; curious to see if the answer was somehow in your pocket or hiding on his face. The trust which allowed him to focus on you with conviction as you approached him was palpable. Lightly, you brushed back his bangs and passed your fingers lightly over his frown lines. Silly man, he thought too much for his own good, but if he had been unsure earlier, then the blush which dusted his ears and cheeks said otherwise. Stretching up, you pressed a light kiss on his forehead; not unlike the ones he'd give you when he thought you were asleep. And you smiled at him from the bottom of your heart. In turn, he chuckled in happy amusement; boyish in the way his eyes glimmered as though he had gotten a new toy. "Gee, that was - that was swell, but I-I don't understand. Wh-what was that for?"

"I see you and I must kiss you. It's practically the law." you giggled before repeating the action.

"Are y-y-you sure?" he wondered, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. 

Pulling back a little, you nodded. "I'm positive. Especially since it's what you deserve."

The light chuckle which escaped him only fed your joy as you peppered him with kisses. And before you could see it, you felt him smiling and glowing with happiness as his goofy grin returned with a vengeance. 

"Gosh," he sighed with contentment, "I-I learn something new everyday."

"I bet you do, but really a kiss is nothing to think too hard about."

"I-I know."

"If anything, I think it's based on a feeling. For example," you paused to give yourself a moment to gather your thoughts together. "the reason I kiss you is the same reason I've always had and it's because I care about you. In my own way, it's like I'm saying, 'Hello, I missed you, come here, I love you. Oh, I love you so very much. Thank you, for simply existing and being here with me.' Maybe we both have the same reason as to why words sometimes aren't enough, and while a kiss is simple, it's not always so easy to execute, but nothing is wrong with that. It's all done in its own time. In its own way. I am happy you let me kiss you way back when, because I adored you so much that it hurt. I still adore you, and you'll always be precious to me."

Glancing at you in wonderment, he played with his fingers then searched your face again. In his soul, he knew you weren't lying, but since you've first known him, he always seemed to be searching, as well as fighting his self-condemning mind and heart especially having been injured so many times. As though you had a world of answers for some of his simple questions that he would've otherwise been too embarrassed to ask, he'd open his mouth just to close it again. You had assured him on multiple occasions that he could ask you anything, but his bashful nature gave allowances for this; endearing in its own right. Once he seemed satisfied, he took out his notepad and wrote down some notes; if you didn't know any better, you'd think he was writing a thesis by the way the words slanted and blended into one another as he concentrated on the details, all the while sporting that lovestruck grin. "What are you writing dear? Is it a love letter? Is it about the trees, or bees, or whatever goes about in that wonderful head of yours?"

"I'm updating my notes."

This much you knew. "But on what? Not on kissing, right? That would be something." you teased.

"N-n-no," he answered softly, "but on you."

"Is that right? Is there any particular reason?" 

"Mhm," he nodded. "so I won't forget."

What a silly man he was, you thought. "It's ok to forget things, but I'm sure you won't. Besides, who forgets the first person they kiss?"

"N-not me."

"Of course not, especially with all the reminders that come after. I doubt I will, but reminders are appreciated. I wouldn't want to forget how happy you make me."

Slowing down his note-taking, he mentioned. "I like reminders too."

Of course he did. From years of journal keeping to the multiple watches and small computers that were scattered about the house, for there was so much going on in his head he needed help keeping his train of thought straight. It was just another way of saying in so many words, how much he loved you. "So do I. And trust me, I'll be sure to remind you a lot. As much as you need, and as often as I can. Hopefully," you winked at him. "I'll be reminded soon."

Giving your hand a squeeze, he softened. "I um - I don't mind reminding you. I-I really like reminders."

"I know, but do you like them more than adventures, or as far as that ship in the garage will take you?" you teased.

Replacing the notepad in his pocket, he nodded. "As far as 238,855 miles w-will take me."

Miles or kilometers were but measurements and distance, but that distance you were sure was not on Earth. "Do you mean to the moon?"

Pressing a light kiss to your temple, he answered. "Por supuesto, y-y más allá de eso. Please, don't forget"

Forget? Why would you forget? If there was a prelude, it was the flutter and happy giddiness which occurred when you caught him off guard, but to whatever came after, it was effervescent, sweet, and addictive. And while it could be said about a lot of things, he was far more complex. You see, you never recovered from being kissed, because you were enticed by his charm, and won by his goodness, but a kiss sealed the deal; for now and forever you belonged to him and you weren't going to let him forget it. Cupping his cheek, you replied. "I won't and I never will Ricky. You can bet on that," as you leaned forward, you whispered. "and seal it with a kiss."

Fin

[kleinemuisje]

Theodosia Hamilton

Part 4

24th of November, 1801. Philip woke up with an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach. He tried to remember whether he'd dreamt about anything that night, but it was all slipping away from him, like sand through his fingers. A dark figure with a gun, and someone counting, counting up to 7...

He shook himself off as if he were a dog, and leapt out of bed. It was just a nightmare, he reminded himself firmly. He was far too old to still be scared of a nightmare. He walked across the room and flung open the curtains, basking in what little early morning sun was filtering through the window, trying to dispel the remnants of his dream.

He failed. It haunted him all through the rest of the morning, despite his mothers best efforts to find out what was wrong, his fathers rough words of comfort, his siblings practical jokes and awkward hugs. He was morose, and it showed, but he could not for the life of him figure out why. He should be able to shake off a nightmare more easily than this, shouldn't he?

Making his excuses shortly after breakfast, he retired to his room, where he sat sulking by the windowsill fiddling with a pistol. He was interrupted by a knock on the door. Before he had the time to shout "Come in!", his father had already marched into the room, looking resolute. Philip sighed. He couldn't guess why his father wanted to talk to him, but he did know they'd end up fighting - they always did, now.

"Son." The older Hamilton cleared his throat awkwardly, sitting down gingerly on the edge of Philips bed. "Look, I know we haven't gotten on since, well... you know, but I'd like to think you could still come to me for some fatherly advice. I know why you've been moping around all day."

Philip glanced over at him, surprised.

"Look son, I've been there too. When I was a young man, before I met your mother, there were plenty of other girls that caught my eye as well. But you have to realise that this Burr girl - it is her, isn't it? I know you met her a few nights ago, Burr wrote to me of it, and I thought that might have set this off. Anyway, this Burr girl - she's completely unsuitable. You see that, Philip, don't you?", he asked, despairing.

"I mean, her father's been my enemy since last years election, he defected from our party to join Jefferson, of all people, he doesn't stand up for any of his views when it comes to a proper debate, it's a miracle he made it to Vice President in the first place-

The sound of a knock on the door stopped him - and quite possibly saved him, too, thought Philip darkly, laying his gun down on the cabinet. If he heard another one of those self righteous speeches...

Out of curiosity, he glanced down to see who was at the door. A dark head of long hair, one long lithe arm raised, a dress that looked oddly familiar...

Philip jumped up and bolted out of his room, ignoring his fathers questions. He met his mother at the door, but before she could open it he grabbed hold of the handle and gave her a pleading look and she stepped away, seeming almost amused. Sucking in one deep breath, he swung the door open, and tried to put a polite smile on his face.

It was her. She'd been about to knock again, and her hand was still raised before him. She seemed startled by how suddenly he'd appeared there, and moved her hand back down to her side slowly, almost cautiously. On impulse, Philip took hold of it. He was still smiling, but it was a different smile now - no longer so much the casual expression convention demanded but something deeper, something more honest.

He was jolted out of his reverie when his mother cleared her throat. "Philip, why don't you show our guest in? I'm sure she must be cold by now, the weathers been dreadful..."

Philip stepped backwards, blushing, but forgot to let go of her hand, and ended up half dragging Theodosia across the threshold and into the Hamilton house. When he realised what he'd done the blush in his face only increased, until he thought he must be positively scarlet. Muttering some breathless apologies, he turned round and strode through to the drawing room, his mother audibly sighing and inviting her in, before shutting the door behind her.

The first minute sitting around the table in the drawing room, waiting for the tea his mother had called for to arrive, was almost unbearably awkward. All attempts at an actual conversation stuttered into silence, and nothing Philip tried seemed able to keep the discussion moving.

Theodosia had, she explained briefly, come only briefly to thank him for 'rescuing her' (her words, met with a yet deeper blush and a muttered denial from Philip) from the street outside the theatre. It was only when she mentioned what had happened with Eacker that Eliza stopped looking shrewdly between her son and her guest and glared sharply at Philip.

"He had a gun, did you say, Miss Burr?"

Her words dripped from her mouth like acid, and Philip winced, knowing he'd be in real trouble as soon as Theodosia left. Theodosia, on the other hand, seemed to realise her mistake, and faltered, trying to take back what she had said.

"Yes, Mrs Hamilton, he did - but I'm sure whatever reason that was for can be no fault of your son - indeed, once my father had scared Mr Eacker off, Mr Hamilton was more than willing to let it go."

Philip hid desperately behind her flimsy excuse. "I was, mother - I mean, I did. It was barely a fight at all, anyway, I was just annoyed about some stupid things he said. All I was doing was returning Theodo- returning Miss Burr, I mean, to her fathers house."

At that moment, their tea arrived, and Philip breathed a great, internal sigh of relief, casting about for a new topic of conversation. His mind settled on Maria Jefferson, and he asked Theodosia whether she'd been alright, not caring about the answer, looking only for an excuse to gaze intently at her without seeming rude.

Theodosia replied in the positive, and mentioned that she'd gone back home to her husband and their young son near Monticello - and as soon as she said it, Philip remembered his own summer holidays to Virginia, staying on the Washington estate. When he said as much to Theodosia, she told him that she'd been down there too, only a few weeks before - although she had stayed with the Jeffersons instead of the Washingtons, of course.

She spoke of long, warm days in the sun, with the air so arid that she had at one point cracked an egg on her balcony, just to see if it would fry - of the sound of cicadas so deafening in the night she thought she'd go mad with it - of the ballroom in Jeffersons home, which was so stately and so encrusted in gold and diamonds that she was almost afraid to touch anything, for fear that she break it...

Philip interrupted occasionally, adding his own thoughts and his own memories, but for the most part he was content to watch her joyfully recollect all that had happened that past summer, as if he could breathe in her happiness, or the warmth she spoke with.

It was a long time before he realised that his mother had disappeared, but he did not concern himself with it. There was too much for him to take in the moment to wonder properly about where she might have went, and it was only when he heard faintly the sound of raised voices floating down the staircase that he realised she had gone upstairs to stop his father from interrupting the two of them.

He looked at Theodosia, and saw that she had heard the voices too, and that she knew what they meant, and was instantly pained - not just embarrassed, but physically hurt, wanting her to think of him and his family well.

But perhaps she saw that pain reflected in his eyes, because she took his hand and said quietly, "Well, I must be going sir. I only came to thank you."

Philip stood. He took her other hand in his empty one and said hurriedly, "Philip. Call... call me Philip."

"And I am Theodosia..." she said it softly, almost whispering, when his mother came gliding down the stairs, looking strained. The two of them jumped apart as she smiled politely at Theodosia, saying, "Well, I am sorry, Miss Burr, but it seems that my husband and I must be going. I would invite you to make use of the hospitality of my household, but it seems I cannot trust my son for the evening without him running off and getting into some sort of gunfight. If you don't mind...

Theodosia hurried out, saying that she'd already overstayed her welcome, despite Philip and Eliza's denials. She turned to him for a moment before she left, and he breathed in one last time - she was wearing some sort of perfume, he was sure of it, he must remember that perfume - and then she was gone, a carriage waiting for her at the edge of the road.

As soon as the door shut behind her, Philip heard his father striding down the stairs. He turned around to face the music.

Full Story: https://www.wattpad.com/story/236660130-theodosia-hamilton

[judgement-free-sideblog]

Blood, tears and sea breeze.

Warnings: ANGST, mental health issues, graphic depictions of violence, blood, cursing, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of sex, substance abuse.

Summary: The not so peaceful town of Broadchurch face dead again, while Alec Hardy continues his journey to redemption will this school teacher be the key to solve the mystery or just another victim of the ever watching evilness that seems to reside in the town.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 5: Walls made of love

The diaries started as a joke, and Alec Could see Y/N was not taking her assignment seriously, he could even imagine Dr. Florence exasperated expression reading them, as much as he remembered the way she looked at him when talked about his own dreams. But every now and then there was some real opinion about her life.

Monday, April 8, 2019

08:00 am. I get to school and I didn't take breakfast, I had a boring morning, as boring as this bloody activity. Sorry doc, but you clearly fail on this one.

10:00 am That was rude I know, but what else you want me to tell, I had a boring lunch and I have a call from Jonathan's mother, I get it the ring was important and I know how much she doesn't me to take away her son, she doesn't have to be that bitchy about it.

By the time he reach the last five days he listened to the tape as he was reading, there were just little more details about what she ate, barely anything, and the people she talk around the day. One detail call his attention, apparently Paul was indulgent enough to let her drive for brief moments in straight lines, and Hardy was not sure if it was relevant for the case or not.

Then he finally found the recollection of the night she went out drinking with Ashley, she usually put on hours before writing so the doctor would follow better her descriptions.

2:30 - I just came home and took a shower, I'm sorry Doc, you will be receiving this one way late than usual, and please don't worry, I went for drinks with Ash as I told you yesterday I would, do you actually read this? I would hate to imagine a woman like you sitting at home alone waiting for my poor written crap. Anyway, I'll tell you a secret I didn't drink today, we were at the club at 10 but stupid Jonathan called me to tell me that I shouldn't be going out with, I told him where he could put his opinion, but I listen and took only mocktails, Ash didn't notice I think, she was so funk I even drove back, thankfully the streets were empty, I hope she didn't eat me out with Jonathan, and I will apologize to him lateer in the morning, I will tell him: I can't wait to be doing this for the rest of our lives.

I haven't told hin about your plann of putting me on medication, I will surprise him with it when he gets back, that would definitely make him happy.

"Hardy, Paul Coates is here, he wants to talk to you" One of the agents said and he immediately pull the papers behind some other files, they felt like something private not sure why.

"Sure, tell him I'll be out in a minute" He said and once he was away he move to close the blinds and the door of his office.

But if I'm completely honest I'm not sure if he actually wants me to get bettr or just wants me to be what he wants, as you said we all put on walls, and as I tried to move on from mine and from the memory of parents stopping me from getting out of Broadchurch I let Jonathan trapped me in litral walls in our huse, and the walls made of love that I built to keep me from telling him that I want to drive, that I need to work, that I'm capable, anyway have a nice night or morning or whatever time is you are reading this, I'll send you the next entry tomorrow.

Alec checked the time when Dr Florence received the document 2:53 am, so a few minutes after she wrote it, wich was obvious since it had several misspellings and missing letters.

He had already checked the traffic cameras around her home and all her movements checked out, there at 1:52 am just a few miles before the dirty road to her cottage he identified the car that should belong to Langford, and then the same car leaving at 2:05 however the first time he didn't notice that she was the one driving, and then Ashley driving back, apart from that her story checked out.

He stood up and walk to a waiting room where Paul was sitted , he respected the reverend but sometimes his good intentions could be too much.

"DI Hardy" He said always polite standing up to shake his hand "I'm sorry to bother you but is about Y/N"

"Do you have new information about the case?" Hardy said dryly, and sitedin front of him "I believe Miller already talked to you this morning, and I don't have more to say apart from that"

"No, I already say everything I know, is just I figured since Y/N is not going to be able to go back to his place because of ... the investigation and that" he frowned thinking about Jonathan's body "I thought maybe she could stay at the church, we always have a spare room and well since her family is not around I figured ..."

"How did you know she is getting free?" Alec interrupted him.

"Well I don't think she is responsible for anything" He started clearly surprised that he questioned that.

"Ah, you think you can do my job better than me?" Hardy said, clearly about to loose his temper.

"I just think, or at least I like to think I'm better at knowing people" Paul was more serious, and Hardy was shock by that, maybe it was the years of tragedy he had face with the town, or maybe it was something more personal.

"Oddly how things turn out isn't it? The fiance is gone, and now she goes back to you, and you even want her to live with you. And you are no longer with Becca do you? All seems way too convenient don't you think?" He said looking for something in the priest face, but there was only indignation.

"What are you suggesting? Really? You are going to questioning me?" He said and Hardy just remained silent with her arms crossed "Fine if I you need to know, and I'm surprised Ellie hasn't told you yet, I know her ages ago, her, Ashley we went to school together, and we were together for about one year, I don't know she was 26 at the time. And we broke up because I was busy with the church and we have been friends since then." He said quickly and Alec nodded.

"And you were friends with Norbury?" Alec asked not sure on why he wanted to know.

"I introduced them, a few weeks after he move here he began helping me at the church, and she often volunteers to watch the trouble makers, she must have watch Tom and Danny a couple times back in those days" a shadow of sorrow crossed his face remembering the young kid, something that happened often in broadchurch "I actually forgot to tell something to Ellie" He said remembering suddenly "I don't think is relevant but anyway, I am I meet Jonathan at a AA meeting, and that's why he started helping at the church. He had troubles with drinking at London that's why he came here."

"Did he ever relapse?" Alec ask suddenly with all his alarms on "Like recently?"

"Not that I know, he didn't want Y/N to know about it, and I ask him to talk to her before the wedding, I'm not sure if he did" The sad look was back now for his lost friend.

"She'll be out in fifty" Alec said standing up, and walking towards the door "You can wait for her here"

"What? Oh thanks, she has been trough a lot already, I hope I can help her out on this at least."

"You said her family is not around, what ever happened to them?" He said suddenly stopping at the door.

"They died, in a car accident ten years ago, she was about to leave town, she was not living with them anymore, she was the youngest and they care for her a lot, but after that she felt guilty I guess, she started coming more to church and her problem got worse for a few weeks, I hope that doesn't happen again".

"Sure" Hardy said and walked fast to the interrogation room where Y/N have spent the night. He found her sitted in the same place, and she had clearly been crying, he felt sorry for her, but he had to get things clear first.

"You lied to us" He started siting in front of her. "You drove home on Friday morning out of the bar" She only nodded and took a sip of the water bottle she hasn't touched yet.

"I'm sorry" Y/N said with a throaty voice "I did, I know I'm not supposed to but I actually can drive very well, and I haven't drink that night it, I thought it was safer if I take the wheel than Ash, but she was stubborn enough to drive back herself"

"Any particular reason on why you don't drink?" He asked not giving it much importance.

"I really don't like it that much, and it worsens my anxiety, so I may take a glass of wine here and there, I think that's why I blacked out so long two weeks ago I did drink a few more shots than my usual three" she said putting her hair behind her ear "He was in AA" She said biting her nails "Or at least I think he was, someone left a voice message about changing the hour for the meeting" She face Hardy with red eyes but she didn't cried, not anymore.

"Do you ever saw him drinking?" He asked and his mind was still in the coroner report trying to remember what he said about the content of the stomach.

"No, also he always had "Boy's night" with Paul on the day I knew he had his AA meetings, is weird how any of them thought I will figure it out" She had a sad smile on her face "I always thought he was a terrible liar because of it"

"You can leave, reverend Coats, amm Paul is waiting for you" She gave him a surprise look.

"Why is Paul here?" She asked then putting up her hands so he could uncuffed her.

"You can't go to your own place, we are still looking for evidence there" Alec said avoiding her gaze.

"Detective Hardy, do you believe me?" She asked caressing her wrist, they felt numb after all that time.

"Is there a reason I shouldn't?" He asked looking at her straight in the eyes.

"No, but earlier it felt like you thought it was me" She said.

"I don't have to believe you or not, I make questions and I follow evidence, and evidence doesn't suggest you did it" He avoided answer her directly.

"Then can I ask you a favor?" She said standing up. "When you find who did this to us, and I have faith in you to do it, if is someone I know, please don't tell me" Her voice was low and almost imperceptible and he had to bend over the table to listen better.

"Why?" He asked in a whisper almost as quiet as hers.

"Because I would hate them, and I would want to kill them, and I don't want to be that kind of person" She said and he could see the fear and sorrow in her eyes, and felt grateful that another officer entered to take her way from him. He went back to his office trying to forget that look when Miller walked in.

"Did you let her go? Paul told me on the way out she would stay at the church, that seems fine for now" She said looking at him but he was apparently not listening. "Ready to go see his apartment?"

"What does the coroner said about his stomach?" He asked suddenly leaning back on his chair.

"Vodka? Whiskey? Some sort of alcohol, why?" She asked curious.

"Yeah, something like that, come on Miller we can't lost more time" There he is, Miller smile when he put on his coat again and start walking outside. "By the way, I haven't told you this" He turned at her with a odd expression in his face "I am in therapy with Dr. Florence, I have been there for a few months now, is not important, I just thought you should know" He nodded and kept walking.

"Ok, sure, fine. That's great" Miller said against her impulse of asking more, she was glad he shared that of course, but she knew how hard must have been for him to admit it. "Anyway Becca Fisher owns the apartment where Norbury lived, she gave me the key"

They walked out and Alec started telling her about Jonathan's problem with alcohol, and a few other details he learned that morning but leaving out all about the diaries. He was sure as much as Ellie that Y/N was innocent but that only made things more complicated and he was hoping for a new lead to appear at the apartment, Please don't tell me her voice resonated in his mind and when he closed his eyes he could see her face. This was getting more and more difficult every minute.

I wasn't sure if people was actually reading this, but I'm glad they are, so if you want to be in the tag list just say so and I would gladly add you.

@allonsymexgirl

[crystalsnowmins]

Yoonmin Scenario #31

Taegimin! Au, In which Yoongi and Jimin break up on good terms and a few days later, Taehyung ask Yoongi if he can help him by pretending to be his fake boyfriend. Yoongi agrees, deeming nothing wrong with the arrangement, until one day Jimin knocks on his door and ask him that he has to play pretend with him for a few while because he hasn't told his parents that they have broken up.

In short, Yoongi is fucked when these two family meets and Yoongi has to pretend to be a boyfriend to two different people individually.

In retrospect, Yoongi should have thought everything thorough before shit was about to take down. Lying is bad kids.

Firstly, he shouldn't have pretended to be Taehyung's boyfriend when he freshly gotten out of a relationship. He shouldn't have given to Taehyung's stupid antics.

But he did anyway because him and Jimin ended things on good term, no hard feelings, or so he thought. At least not from his side. He doesn't know about Jimin, but when they broke up, it felt right.

So Yoongi didn't think why he had to dwell over a relationship that ended mutually and on good terms. He wondered why he shouldn't take Taehyung up on that offer and fuck with his parents who are homophobic in 21st century.

Secondly, he should have maybe told Jimin sooner or later than latter finding out on his own. Or, in hindsight, Yoongi should have explained the situation to both of them when they came across each other. But life fucks you up and that's that.

It's bound to make Jimin sad and Yoongi saw it, how his face changed from confused to sad when Taehyung introduced himself as Yoongi's boyfriend. And then Yoongi wondered why he didn't correct him or why did they pretend to be boyfriends in front of Jimin.

They were once in love, Jimin and him, it's heartbreaking to see your ex-boyfriend already moved on and Yoongi couldn't let Jimin feel that. He had loved him, still does a little bit, given their history, he couldn't give him wrong impression.

So they sat down and explained the situation in hand, and then he saw Jimin relaxing and Yoongi felt relieved too.

Thirdly, he should have known Jimin simply didn't come around. Something was up. He should have not accepted the offer. But goddamn, he has spoilt Jimin so much in their relationship, now the younger can pout and get his way.

That is how, he was standing in front of a room in the hospital, holding Jimin's hand and pretending to be a boyfriend for his ex-boyfriend.

In retrospect, Yoongi shouldn't have been weak to cute guys.

Jimin has explained how his mother had a heart attack and he's worried if he told her about the breakup, things will get worse. So he just wants Yoongi to pretend that they are together until his mother is stable.

For Sunday, Wednesday and Saturday, Yoongi was Jimin's boyfriend.

Other days, he was Taehyung's boyfriend, pretending to make Taehyung happy and falling in love so that his parents understand that being gay isn't just a phase and he can be happy falling in love with the same gender.

In retrospect, he should have heeded to the warning his friends put forward, but Yoongi thought he was just helping his friends out. He didn't find any harm.

Until, he realised how Kim Taehyung spent time with him when he didn't have to, since they were not in public or in the vicinity of younger's parents. He noticed things that aren't supposed to be noticed by someone who's playing pretend.

He started noticing the tan honey skin on Taehyung, his husky giggles and when he smiles genuinely, there's this boxy smile that takes place. He notices the long fingers, manicured nails and how elegant they look. He noticed how Taehyung doesn't sleep without something to cuddle, since he has been a victim of such cuddles.

And somewhere he started wondering how would kissing Kim Taehyung would feel like. Would it be clumsy like himself or would it be soft and calculated? Would it be teeth and tongue or would it be just moulding of lips? Would it be soft or chapped? (Soft, Yoongi knows because he has seen Taehyung applying lip balms and licking his lip constantly that brought the thought in first place.)

He realised sooner than he thought he would really, he was falling for Kim Taehyung and he doesn't know how he let that happen or if Taehyung feels the same. It was supposed to be fake.

When he's with Jimin, things are normal, because his movement doesn't have to be calculated. Even if it feels like a breath of fresh air with Taehyung, with Jimin it feels like that one afternoon where you just wanna let the day go by and cuddle.

With Jimin, it's easy because they have dated. It's easy to calculate and read Jimin because they were in love. Things fall naturally between them despite the fake pretense.

But as the things fall easy, a thought falls over Yoongi. If things were this simple, why did they break up? Does he really not miss how Jimin likes cuddling and attaching himself to Yoongi? Does he not miss how soft Jimin looks when he's sleeping and Yoongi feels content looking at him ? (There's always something new to notice.) Does he not miss the hushed giggles and breathlessness? The uncontrollable moans that escape Jimin when they are making love? Does he not miss pillowtalk? How Jimin talks about meeting cats just right after they had sex?

And when one evening, when he realises that he actually misses those moments with Jimin, he knows he's fucked because of course, he's still in love with Jimin.

And he's starting to love Taehyung.

Just his luck.

In retrospect, he shouldn't have kissed Taehyung when he knew he had feelings for Jimin. But all the times Yoongi dreamt of Taehyung's lips, he couldn't just push him now. He should have stopped and talked but he didn't and things escalated. Oh, it escalated, alright, with a naked Yoongi waking next to equally naked Taehyung, cuddling like-like it's right when it isn't. (Even when it felt right.)

Or maybe, since his reminiscing those days, where he could have stopped things from taking wrong turns, he shouldn't have initiated that kiss with Jimin, a week after sleeping with Taehyung, when he knew he was falling well for Taehyung, hard and fast.

But he did because Jimin was crying, and when Jimin cries, Yoongi hugs him and kiss his face, things escalated but thankfully they didn't sleep. Kissing Jimin reminded Yoongi of all the things he loved about Jimin.

Namjoon would question, what the hell is wrong with you dude?

Yoongi would say, he doesn't know.

And leading them both was a wrong, wrong thing, bad Yoongi. Really.

Which led every wrong turns to this major wrong turn, a clash between Park and Kim family and a tiny Min Yoongi standing between them. He doesn't know whom to side with.

The ladies of Park and Kim family are in heated argument about who's boyfriend really Min Yoongi is?

Little shits are scared to open their mouth and they should feel ashamed of their stupid plan. Or maybe Yoongi should feel stupid because even being an adult, he agreed to these stupid arrangements.

Yoongi glares at them and gestures them to come clean because if things turn to him, he will run. He hasn't felt this much embarssment since he peed his pants when he was 7 years old.

"There's a thing called polymorous relationship kids are doing these days, maybe that's what it is," Kim Seokjin finds the situation amusing as he says that and drink from his wine glass.

Yoongi glares.

"Yoongi-ah and Jiminie has been dating for two years now," Mrs Park flaunts.

"That's bullshit! Yoongi has been dating my son for about eight months now," She argues.

Technically, he started fake-dating Taehyung 3 months ago, but the lovely son lied his ass off.

"Jimin-ah, are you dating both of them?" Jimin's mother ask him and Jimin blushes and says no, says he's only dating Yoongi. That doesn't make it easier when they aren't dating. "Don't lie, Jiminie," His mother patiently ask again and Jimin is insistent.

"He's right, we aren't dating him and neither he's dating us, It's just Yoongi and I," Taehyung clears and that...doesn't make it easier because again, they aren't dating for real.

Which leads to another argument about who's really Yoongi dating?

"Ladies," Seokjin gets their attention, honestly, why is he here in the first place? "The only person who knows the truth, is Min Yoongi himself," Oh no, and all the eyes turn to him.

Fuck this shit. Fuck Kim Seokjin. Fuck his life. Fuck Taehyung and Fuck Jimin. Not literally.

He takes a deep bteath, if those two brats aren't going to come clean, he will. Because fuck it hurts.

"Jimin-ah," He simply says and offers his hand. Taehyung looks worried and a little hurt. Mrs. Park look satisfied and Mrs. Kim looks confused. "Let's tell her," He nods calmly.

"Hyung, no." Jimin worries his lower lips.

"We'll tell her calmly, okay? I'm tired, hyung can't run two paths, Jimin-ah, let's end this pretense here, please." It's whispers between them, nobody could hear them but everybody is equally intrigued.

Jimin looks and for the first time maybe he notices and tries to understand what Yoongi is going through. How he wakes up on Tuesday and had to rush to Taehyung for a family breakfast. How he smiles when he talks about Taehyung, how he says that Taehyung slept over again but he doesn't mind. How he fondly complains that Taehyung hogs the bed and blanket and how he cuddles like a monster. But it's fond. It hurts but he understands now. That's why Yoongi chose him to confess because he doesn't love him, he loves someone else and Jimin should let go.

So he nods and they make their way to Jimin's mother. The kneel in front of her and Yoongi takes her wrinkled hands in his.

"Eommeoni, whatever we tell you, take it calmly and do not panic." He smiles. "Jimin and I broke up three months ago-" She opens her mouth to ask.

"Eomma, just listen to him," Jimin asks of her.

"We broke up when you had your first heart attack and Jimin was sad, he didn't know whom to turn to. So when he asked me to pretend for a while until you are stable, I decided to help him because I couldn't see you both hurt in anyway. I know you thought we'd last for long and possibly have a future, But we fell out and we fell out on good terms." He turns to Jimin who nods at this and smiles.

"I love him and I guess I always has and I always will," He feels eyes on him, more prominent Jimin's. "But things wouldn't have worked out between us, I know. I rather have him as a friend than a lover because I don't want to lose Jimin, I want him as a friend. And this is good for us, so don't worry. Jimin... he'll find someone, someone who will love him more and better." Yoongi smiles and looks at Jimin who is smiling, relieved.

"And don't worry about whom Jimin choose, we will go through the guy together so that we know our Jiminie doesn't end up with someone bad," Jimin let's out a wet chuckle as well as his mother. He kisses Mrs. Park forehead and rubs her tears.

"I hope you're no mad at us, we only wanted to look out for you, even it was unconventional." He hugs her.

"I couldn't be mad at you Yoongi, after everything you have done for my Jiminie. It will suck that we lost you but I wouldn't force you guy to try again." She says and pats his back.

"You never lost me, I'm here, one call and I'll be there." He promises and she nods.

He turns to Jimin and kisses his forehead as well, apologising for everything. Jimin says he's fine even when Yoongi chides at him for lying.

"Then I'll be fine," He promises.

When he gets up, he looks around. Everybody's eyes are on him, waiting for an explanation.

"See, I told you, hyung and I are dating," Kim Taehyung speaks and Yoongi realises he cannot carry with that as well because it hurts knowing you love someone and they don't love you.

"Taehyung, come on," He offers his hand. And he understands immediately.

"Hyung, no." He parrots Jimin's earlier words.

"Tae-"

"They wouldn't understand-please, I'll tell them later," Taehyung pleads but Yoongi still pulls him.

"I don't wanna do this anymore, Taehyung." Yoongi sharply says only because Taehyung was being difficult. "Is that enough reason for you tell now?" He asks and let go of his hands because fuck, it has always hurt.

"Mrs. Kim," He greets.

"Yoongi,"

"Taehyung and I weren't dating, we only pretended to date so that you would understand that it's okay for Taehyung to be gay and in love with another male. We mean no harm, I hope you can find it in you to forgive us." Yoongi wasn't kneeling nor was he holding Mrs. Kim's hand because they weren't close but he was as respectful and polite as ever.

She opens her mouth confusedly-

"Eomma, let's talk later, at home. I promise I'll explain everything." Taehyung pleads and she nods.

"I hope you understand that Taehyung wasn't pretending to be happy. He was genuinely happy, even with the thought of dating another man. It's not a phase, please accept him as he is. He only went through all this because he wants your blessing." Yoongi finishes and takes a deep breath.

"I don't know what to say," Taehyung's mother speak.

"I don't expect you to, but I hope you forgive me." He bows down to her one final time and face Taehyung.

"Taehyung-"

He raise his hand, a cold expression on his face unlike how Jimin took the news.

"Dont sweet talk to me," He says without even looking.

"I only did this because you're my friend and you knew we took-"

"I-I don't wanna be your friend. I-" He doesn't say anything. "Eomma, let's go." He redirects his attention to his mother, leaving Yoongi hanging.

"Stay, the party is still going on. If that's all, I'll take my leave," Yoongi announces and looks around. He bows down and decide to leave. When he's outside, he takes a deep breath of cold air, feeling a little relieved but a lot more hurt. Hurried footsteps follow him and he waits.

The person stands next to him, "That was very mature of Yoongi."

"Thanks, hyung." He smiles at him. "Don't think I forgot how you almost jeopardise everything."

And Seokjin had the audacity to wink.

"You know what I wanna do?" They start walking.

"Make this as a career?" Seokjin jokes and Yoongi unimpressively looks at him. "Too soon for such jokes?" He wonders and Yoongi nods.

"I wanna go home and sleep like dead and wake up to the day when Taehyung asked me to be his fake boyfriend." He has reevaluated it and he knows that day, he should have said no.

"If it was so easy to change the past, you think people would have regrets?"

And it makes Yoongi think about it for the whole night.

They walk, not knowing where they are going.

"Hyung, how come you were there?"

"A little birdie told me that Parks and Kims are attending the same function, I couldn't resist to see the disaster taking place."

"Thanks, Hyung. I'm glad you find my misery amusing."

"Always."

"How the hell did you even get in without an invitation?"

"With a face like mine, I could get in anywhere."

"True."

"I'm almost like a God."

"Almost makes a difference."

Jin flips him for that.

"Hey, Hyung? If you really are God, can you make sure Jimin and Taehyung are okay after this?"

It's after two weeks of not mopping but still being sluggish, Yoongi opens the door to Mrs. Kim.

"Mrs. Kim?"

"You don't look too well too," She secretively smiles. Yoongi scratches his neck. She passes him a box.

"I was visiting Turkey and I bought some Turkish sweets." She explains and Yoongi nods, almost lost. "I won't take much your time."

"Please come in," He moves aside. But she shakes her head no and smile.

"I just wanted to apologise, you were right about Taehyung being gay. As a mother I should have accepted him sooner. If I would have, things wouldn't have turned out like this. I'm sorry for dragging you through our family dramas." She speaks fastly but also genuinely.

"I don't mind-"

"A month ago, I called Taehyung and we talked about him being gay. I told him I accepted him and that I'm proud that he didn't try to hide. I told him I'm happy-oh?" She looks behind Yoongi to see Jimin standing there cluelessly. He bows down to her.

"Is it a wrong time?" She asks, her smile seems forced now.

"No, no, I'll be in the room." Jimin instead answers and leaves.

"Where was I? Oh, right. I told him I was happy for him and I accepted him. At that time I didn't know he was dating you out of pretense and he didn't come clean then as well." She speaks after that, her speech was hurried but it was different type of hurried. Like she wanted to be done with and leave. "I just-i don't know why he kept lying even after I accepted him and that's why I wanted to apologise, even after everything, Taehyung still dragged you." She breathes and nods to herself.

"I-I don't know what to say." He looks bewildered at the revelation.

"I don't expect you to," She smiles. "But I hope you can forgive him." She says and bows down, taking a leave as soon as she came.

Yoongi enters the kitchen and places the gift on the table. Jimin sitting there, munching on nachos and completing his assignment.

"What was that all about?" He asks with mouth full.

"Taehyung's mother already accepted him and he still kept fake dating," Yoongi concludes after he told Jimin about the conversation that took place. "Why would he do that?"

"Are you stupid?" Jimin scoffs as he tries to slide the Turkish delights towards himself but Yoongi swats his hand away for calling his hyung stupid.

Yoongi looks at him for an explanation and Jimin rolls his eyes.

"Why did he indeed lie to you, hyung?" Jimin presses and Yoongi looks back, shrugs. "Aish, so clueless," he shakes his head. "He likes you or even love you." He even spelt the word love to Yoongi so that his hyung wouldn't have trouble understanding.

"I-"

Yoongi doesn't know what to say. He's at loss of words. Taehyung loves him?

"Hyung, you too love taehyung, dont you?" Jimin asks sweetly and Yoongi nods because he does, he still does. "You should tell him," He suggests and slowly takes away Yoongi's Turkish delights while he's processing.

"How-I don't even know if it's true!" Yoongi argues.

"It is, trust me." Jimin pouts. "Why would he lie when he got what he wanted? Because he wanted to stay with you. Keep pretending go be your boyfriend. Because once you fake breakup with him, you'd leave him." And as Jimin kept explaining, it started making sense a little.

"Hyung, I know how Taehyung looks at you, it's how we looked at each other once when we were in love. And hyung, you love him, he loves you. You do the math, you'll get the answer. You should submit first then. Because Taehyung doesn't have the correct equation yet, not until someone tells him what does addition symbol do. You love him, you know he loves you. He loves you but he doesn't know you love him, hyung." And Jimin was babbling, he was eating Yoongi's Turkish delights and the powdered sugar coated his lips. He looked like the least selective person who should be giving advices.

But fuck, "It's scary whatever you said made sense." Yoongi points out. He does have the complete equation, he should simply add and get an answer and he has to submit first. Fuck. He loves Taehyung and Taehyung loves him back. Fuck.

"What do I do?" He wonders panicking, pacing around the kitchen.

"You go to him and confess," Jimin shrugs, licking the chocolate from his fingers. Yoongi looks at him like he has third eye on his forehead. "What? Don't be a wuss hyung, just confess and I say you do it now because Mrs. Kim must have had the wrong idea when she saw me here." And then he's back to his assignment.

And fuck, how didn't Yoongi realise that? That's why she left in a hurry.

"Park Jimin, you're genius," Yoongi breathes out and cups his face to kiss his forehead with a big, wet smack. Jimin pushes him away annoyed but still a blush cover his face.

"I know," He mumbles to himself.

And half an hour later, Yoongi is standing in front of Taehyung's apartment, ringing his doorbell and hoping Mrs. Kim didn't arrive before him while he was still sorting his thoughts.

The door open and Kim Taehyung, in all his glory, stares confusedly at Yoongi who's panting like a dog.

"Did-did your mom come he-here?" He pants out.

"Uh no," Taehyung answers. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?" He wonders and wait for Yoongi to calm down in front of his vestibule. "Did you take the stairs? The elevator works just fine, you know?" Taehyung snorts, leans against the door frame, hands folded on his chest.

Yoongi looks up to glare at him but it dies down because how soft Taehyung looks and then Yoongi once again realises how much he loves Kim Taehyung.

"Fuck," Yoongi takes deep breath and stands straightly. "I love you," He says without beating around the bush. "Fuck, I love you. And before your delusional ass say anything else, I know you love me too, so don't pretend." Yoongi warns. Taehyung stand up straight too, looking alarmed and Yoongi is satisfied.

"And even if you dont, I do. I love you, Kim Taehyung." He breathes out, body requiring more oxygen than usual.

"Why didn't you tell me anything? Why didn't you tell me your mom was fine with your sexuality?" Yoongi asks, ruffling his hair. He knows why but he wants to hear from Taehyung himself.

"She-uh, she told you?" He meekly ask, avoiding eye contact.

"Yes," Yoongi huffs. "Why didn't you say anything?" He presses.

"Because I thought you didn't love me!" Taehyung throws his hands up in exasperation, then brings it back to clutch his hair. "I thought if I tell you, you'll find me clingy and what not. And fuck! I thought you still loved Jimin." He frustratingly snaps, looking anywhere but at Yoongi. Tg2ey should take it inside but Yoongi cannot bring himself to care.

"Of course I love Jimin," Yoongi mumbles and Taehyung let's out a fake chuckle. Yoongi is immediate to correct himself. "He's my ex Taehyung, I loved him once. And he's my friend. We've been together for two years, it takes time to let go." He calmly explains to Taehyung and moves closer. If Taehyung notices, he doesn't move back.

"I love him as a friend, nothing more. Because I couldn't love him anything other than that when I was completely in love with you," As Yoongi says this, he takes Taehyung's chin and make him face Yoongi. "I still am," He confirms, looking at Taehyung's lips. "And I missed you and I don't think you're clingy, just when you cuddle and hog stuffs," He gets a rightful punch from Taehyung and grins.

"God, Taehyung, I'll do anything to prove you that I love you and not Jimin." He looks deeply into his eyes to prove his point.

"Anything?" Taehyung playfully smirks.

"I don't like what you're thinking," Yoongi worries.

"You said anything." Taehyung sings songs. "I'll let you know soon," He promises. "Starting, how about you kiss me so that it can prove how much you missed me?" Yoongi quirks.

And he kisses him like he missed him, alright. He kisses him like he missed his body, he kisses him until Taehyung breathlessly returns the confession around his mouth.

And he kisses him as a real boyfriend would.

***

Because I love taegi. No other reason.

Before yall go around saying it's technically Taegi Scenario, which is technically but it had yoonmin and that's all the reason I want to make it as a Yoonmin Scenario. Adios.

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Why You Should (And Shouldn't) Buy PlayStation VR in 2019

okay so I haven't really done a dedicated PlayStation VR video in a while in fact I think the last time I did one was back in 2016 when the platform originally came out and since then a lot has changed I mean it's two plus years the device is certainly matured gotten a lot better and it really is giving you the point where I think you should consider buying one and to be fair we're not going to spend ten plus minutes making this a PlayStation VR promotional campaign there's certainly some negatives and we're going to go over those as well but it is a situation where if you weren't sold on it back in 2016 maybe you will be now see the thing is back in October 2016 when PlayStation VR first came out the reservations many people felt were certainly warranted it was brand new unfamiliar tech to many that was essentially launching as a platform by itself with a steep starting price of $400 in requiring a ps4 to begin with it was easy to understand why people weren't so quick to throw money at it especially given the circumstances of virtual reality it's like asking someone to buy a car without letting them test-drive it if anything it's probably more comparable to say you're asking somebody to buy a car and they've never driven a car to begin with virtual reality is a really tough sell when you've never even tried it and this was something Sony was vehemently aware of you've got to have people actually try it firsthand to understand how immersive and incredible of a gaming experience it can be no amount of promises gameplay aware testimonials are going to relay what it's like so when you have a hurdle like that on top of a high price with requiring a ps4 and it essentially being a brand new platform with its own set of launch games it's understandable that the adoption rate has been slow going but fast-forward to the making of this video in the first half of 2019 and you'll notice that two of these hurdles have been rectified because it's been two years PlayStation VR like any platform has now matured to the point of coming in at a lower price point with a vast library of content the passing of time is indeed a gamers best friend when looking to buy into a system they've never owned it before PlayStation VR can now easily be had for as low as $250 brand-new and that's almost always going to include the necessary ps4 camera and two games bump that price up to the $350 range and you'll find retail bundles with two PlayStation Move controllers which you'll certainly want to grab at some point as they are required for some games and enhance the experiences of many more speaking of which can we just pause for a second and wreck that PlayStation Move was announced in June of 2009 10 years ago during Sony's e3 press conference and do you remember watching that press conference and gamers in the video game industry across the world everybody was just reacting to this thing and thinking off sell anyone what are you doing a PlayStation motion controller being demoed as a tennis racket and a sword and this was at the height of Nintendo Wii sales and yes PlayStation Move was probably are indeed well before Sony ever caught when to what Nintendo was doing at the week prior to its public reveal but it's the simple fact that PlayStation move came after so it never really broke that identity crisis especially when you have games like Sports Champions or being shoehorned into games like Killzone socom BioShock Infinite just never really worked out but would you believe in 2009 that we'd still be using this today 10 years later on ps4 with virtual reality mind you I think it's much better used today for that case but man I don't know if we should say like that's a true testament of time or if this thing really just needs to be updated and to be fair totally does need to be updated and it we probably will get a PlayStation Move 2.0 of some kind on PS 5 whenever Sony decides to show us that but yeah I think it's much better used today with PlayStation VR the unnoticed side-effect of PlayStation moves still being relevant 10 years later is that it's held its value because it's still being used today on ps4 with PlayStation VR you're still seeing used mini-usb Move controllers being sold regularly for more than twenty dollars people are picking these controllers up to use them today on PS VR which just as an FYI brand new Move controllers today come with a microUSB and they do not work on ps3 so if you ever find yourself buying move for ps3 specifically make sure you buy the correct one but this whole discussion of move and its retain value brings me to this greater point and that PlayStation VR itself is very valuable if you buy into it you feel that it's just not for you you can get a lot of your money back by posting it on a third-party site so at the very least you don't have to feel as though you're taking this huge risk buying something that you might not like hell if you don't mind the more personal aspect of the device by PlayStation VR used from eBay and if need be list it back on there for what you paid you'd only eat the eBay fees at that point in fact here's an extra tip assuming the sellers shipped it in a cost-effective box that wasn't overly way down keep the box and packaging materials for a little bit so if you decide you don't like it you have all the packaging ready to go I actually do this a lot as you can see we're in my living room and uh yeah I got a lot of box just in case you know Sam that's actually Melissa's house and yeah liver rooms basically turned into a storage closet at this point now monetary value aside here's the real safety net Sony had a pretty rough reputation with her PlayStation Vita support they spent the first two years releasing some first party games giving the Vita some stage time at press events and that was really about it so while Vita was a fantastic handheld with great games it was a tough sell for people when you see the manufacturer not giving it the support that it needs if there's one thing about PlayStation VR that everybody can agree on it's that Sony supports the living hell out of it to the point where it's beginning to annoy a regular ps4 users that have no interest in VR and they're tired of seeing it it's almost ironic but it really does give that reassurance that two years onward it's a great time to buy there's a ton of games on the horizon Sony has constantly filing new patents related to VR tech and most importantly the headset you buy today has recently been confirmed to be playable on Sony's next-generation PlayStation presumably PS 5 that in itself is fantastic news because while yes there will probably be a next-generation version of PlayStation VR at the very least your current headset can still be used and all the games that you buy today will still be playable but another key factor many are also overlooking as Sony's dominance in the VR space while some may say psvr isn't doing all that well it's actually the market leader in the premium line up against HTC vive and oculus with over 4 million headsets sold with sony securing all these patents and supporting VR like crazy you have to imagine that it's only going to get better from here and what does here look like we've talked a lot about the value in the future of the unit but realistically what does today get you as it stands I think you're finally seeing some prime examples of just how fun immersive and compelling PlayStation VR can be initially a lot of these games were more static experiences where you don't actually move around and all the content is seen in under an hour but today we've got games that well they're really considered more full-blown games Skyrim VR Resident Evil 7 or 2 - these are perhaps the best examples they're games that are very familiar but can be played completely in virtual reality and it's one hell of an experience to finally be inside those worlds these are the kind of games that are proof-of-concept to ease that transition of someone who initially would never care for VR because naturally people dismiss experiences they can't relate to [Music] the thing is though original VR titles are also blossoming and finding their place games like beat saver Farpoint doom VFR firewall zero our job simulator Moss Astra bot rescue mission Creed rise to glory and so so so much more and you know one thing I'm really starting to notice with PlayStation VR is that it has the same magic from 2006 you know what I'm talking about the first time you and a group of friends played a weed together you all had a blast that was the catalyst a lot of people were first exposed to we in a group setting with friends and it was just a fantastic time that social experience is what got so many people into it and ironically despite VR being an enclosed experience it's becoming social just as Sony planned it you're seeing friends together playing psvr and taking turns laughing and reveling and how cool the tech is now yes the barrier of entry is still much higher and I'm not saying PSP are suddenly going to see a massive jump in sales just like Nintendo did back in 2006 but the magic is there slowly but surely every time people try it they always have a great time geez now let's get to the negatives here's one of them the set up is a mess wires everywhere so when you're doing PlayStation VR you really have to consider where you're going to put this in terms of your play area in your room so for me I think I've found a pretty good balance here which is that I keep it on the bottom shelf of my TV and whenever I need it obviously I kind of made a mess here on purpose but basically whenever I decide to play it I keep most of that tucked under there I keep this whole area free it's a little bit dusty excuse me but I keep that whole area free and without having to think about it I just plop it in plop it out one wire just to hold it and move it around freely but for my space specifically it's a bit cramped as you can see I've got my desk right here with my computer and I do that in close proximity to do YouTube videos and gameplay recording and things like that but because of this my reach is severely limited when doing things like a PlayStation Move so I often hit the desk a lot my vertical is also a bit limited in this regard and so sometimes a lot of the games just flat-out don't work for this particular space and I have to take the whole setup out to the living room which as you can see I don't really like moving all this and then there's the general fatigue of the device even if you don't experience motion sickness you really should take a break every hour two hours and I know some people play longer than that but you do want to avoid that eyestrain that exhaustion especially if it's a move game or if it's using a lot of head tracking it tires you out a bit you do have to have the energy you do have to be in the mood for which I know sounds off-putting to want to be in the mood to move around like that but that's kind of how it is and that's actually why I've been gravitating more towards the games that just let you sit down be in that world and use a controller although it's also because of my setup like we just went over but it is a thing where once you are in the mood for it you still have a really great time so if you're on board now here's some quick tips to get you started definitely get those Move controllers you'll need them for some of the best experiences the aim controller I wouldn't buy right away until you know you're really enjoying VR but then definitely get that as well because it really feels like firing a gun and it's just a blast be sure to visit the PlayStation Store and go to the free section there's actually a lot of free viewer content you could spend all day playing with from live experiences to videos and speaking of videos if you have any 3d blu-ray movies psvr can play those and reproduce the 3d effect beautifully so try that out be conservative with your play time so you can avoid sickness or eye strain and perhaps most importantly invite some friends over who have never tried it watch how much fun you have order a pizza for the night and just have a good time thank you so much for watching this video I hope you've enjoyed it if you haven't yet of course please subscribe for the best PlayStation news reviews and updates that are here on YouTube and also follow along on twitter at mystic ryan and tweet at me let me know if you bought PlayStation VR because of this video if you didn't if I'm wrong please let me know because I'm pretty much wasting all my time on Twitter anyway so might as well have some things to read other than that though that's pretty much it I will see you on my next video and you take it easy

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