#i will be online tn for replies :)

[elytrafemme]

call the hairdresser and call the mediator because the way i'm splitting to the fucking ends right now

[leatherfaggotgayscally]

The New Life

Martin had always been the quiet, unassuming type. A software engineer by trade, his days were spent coding, sipping black coffee, and meticulously planning every moment of his life. His evenings were reserved for gaming marathons, vinyl record sessions, or quietly nurturing his bonsai tree. Moving into a small flat on the outskirts of Birmingham was supposed to be a practical step, a chance to save money and focus on work.

The flat wasn’t much, but Martin liked its simplicity. The only peculiar thing was the landlord, a man he had never met. The lease was finalized online, and the key had been left in a lockbox. Every question Martin emailed received curt, almost cryptic replies signed simply, “J.”

One late night, after staying up to debug an infuriating piece of code, Martin collapsed into bed, still wearing his plain grey hoodie and jeans. He drifted off immediately, his laptop humming softly on his desk.

When he woke, his world had changed.

The first thing he noticed was the weight on his chest. Groggily, Martin looked down and saw a thick, gleaming gold chain resting against a black Nike tracksuit. The outfit was completed by a black puffer jacket and a pair of pristine white Nike TNs on his feet.

Panicking, Martin stumbled out of bed and caught his reflection in the mirror. His neatly combed hair was gone, replaced by a sharp buzz cut. His room, once spotless, was a wreck—empty takeaway containers, cans of lager, and scraps of paper were strewn everywhere. His laptop was missing, replaced by a battered Bluetooth speaker blaring grime music at low volume.

His heart racing, Martin snatched his phone off the bedside table, only to find it completely wiped. All his apps, contacts, and files were gone. The only thing left was a single number saved under the name “J.”

Trembling, he pressed the call button.

“’Bout bloody time,” a deep, gravelly voice answered on the first ring. “Come ‘round the back o’ the block. We need a word.”

“Who are you? What’s going on?” Martin stammered.

“Quit yappin’ and get yer arse down here, mate.” The call ended abruptly.

Martin didn’t know why, but he felt compelled to obey. Pulling on the puffer jacket, he stepped into the cold evening air and walked around the back of the building.

There, leaning casually against the wall, was a man in a black puffer jacket and trackies. He was smoking a cigarette, his buzzed head gleaming in the faint glow of the streetlight. His posture was relaxed, but something about him radiated authority.

“’Ere he is,” the man said with a smirk, exhaling a cloud of smoke. “Sleep well, bruv?”

Martin stared. “Are you… J?”

“That’s what they call me,” the man said, tapping ash off his cigarette. “So, what d’ya think of yer new look?”

“I hate it!” Martin snapped. “What is this? I didn’t ask for this. I don’t want this!”

Jay laughed, his voice rough and mocking. “Come off it, lad. Don’t act like you’re not buzzin’. I’ve seen yer socials, seen all them scally pages you follow. Don’t lie to me.”

Martin’s cheeks flushed. He had spent hours scrolling through photos of lads in tracksuits, admiring their swagger and confidence. But that didn’t mean he wanted to be one.

“This isn’t me,” he insisted, backing away.

Jay took a slow drag of his cigarette and stepped closer. His voice dropped to a low, commanding tone. “Stop pretendin’, mate. This is who you’ve always wanted to be. Now, take a drag o’ this cig and let it sink in.”

“I don’t smoke,” Martin mumbled.

Jay raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. “Didn’t ask if you did, did I? Now, stop bein’ soft and take it.”

Martin hesitated, but Jay’s imposing presence was too much. Slowly, he took the cigarette. He brought it to his lips, inhaling deeply. The smoke burned his throat, making him cough, but as he exhaled, everything began to shift.

A strange warmth spread through his body. His muscles tensed and grew, filling out the tracksuit. His back straightened, and his posture shifted to one of casual confidence.

Jay chuckled, clapping Martin on the shoulder. “There ya go, lad. Told ya it’d suit ya.”

Over the next few days, Martin’s life unraveled completely. He quit his office job without a second thought. “Desk jobs are for nerds,” he scoffed when Jay asked him about it. Instead, he took up a hard labor gig at a nearby warehouse. The pay was awful, but Martin didn’t care. He liked the physicality of it, the way it made him feel strong and capable.

Every night, Jay would knock on his door, and they’d head out together. They’d hang around the estate or outside the local chippy, blasting grime music and chatting with Jay’s mates. At first, Martin felt out of place, but as the nights went on, he began to embrace it.

He started rolling cigarettes with ease, perfecting his swagger, and adjusting his tracksuit to show off his gold chain. He even picked up a thick Brummie slang, finding himself talking more like Jay and less like his old, nerdy self.

His flat became a reflection of his new life—messy, lively, and filled with the sound of music and laughter. The Martin who once prided himself on his orderliness and ambition was gone.

One evening, as they leaned against a wall under a dim streetlight, Jay passed him another cigarette.

“Told ya, lad,” Jay said with a smirk. “This is where you belong.”

Martin lit the cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke as he nodded. His gold chain glinted in the light, and his buzzed head shone faintly. “Yeah,” he said with a cocky grin. “You were right, mate.”

The transformation was complete. The quiet, bookish Martin was no more. In his place stood a confident scally lad, unbothered and unapologetic.

[official-wonho]

[240916] Wonho's Story Board 그렇단 말이지…? 단 9개의 질문으로 나를 알아내다니.. 

WONHO'S REPLIES:

질문이 짧아.. 더 디테일한 질문이 필요해

그렇다네요..

사와무라랑 서태웅은 오호? 다이치는 심지어 닮은거같기도 …? 했는데 고죠는 너무하잖… 여러분 죄송합니다 아니 나보고 내등급 특급인지 고르라매… 내가 선택할수있으니까 그래찌

Is that so…? How dare you know who I am with only 9 questions.. 

WONHO'S REPLIES:

The questions are too short.. I need more detailed questions

This is what it says..

I was like, "Oh?" when Sawamura and Seo Taewoong came out as results I thought ...? Even Daichi's character looks like me But Gojo's character seems harsh… Everyone, I'm sorry

I mean, the website asked me to choose a level… I was able to choose, so it's my choice

TN: Wonho took some online quizzes to figure out which anime character he is most like in Slam Dunk, Haikyu!!, and Jujutsu Kaisen.

For Slam Dunk, Wonho got Seo Taewoong. #Calm, #Mysterious, #Nerd, #Cynical. A my-way person. Has firm subjectivity. Is not easily swayed by others. Rational and moves in a reasonable direction. Is obsessed with discovering new knowledge, so people may have a higher education like him. Believes that if you are good, you will and can be recognized for it. Is not interested in how one is seen by others (actions over words).

For Haikyu!!, Wonho got Sawamura Daichi. [Team] Karasuno High School Volleyball Team Captain. He is sincere/diligent, gentle, and mature, but he can be scary when he gets angry. He does not step back when the tension is high with the opponent's team captain before the match. He is like the pillar and spiritual support of his team members.

For Jujutsu Kaisen, Wonho got Satoru Gojo (who he said was harsh). He always wields/controls his surroundings, but he is a well-known Shaman. He tries to protect the future of the Shamans by fostering the next generation, who will become strong colleagues. He seems light, but he may be a good teacher who takes care of his students?

Translation: official-wonho. Please take out with full credit.

[johnslittlespoon]

i hope u know i’m eating up all these replies to asks rn. literally keep refreshing waiting for the next one 🧍🏻‍♀️

plssss i giggled <33 i fear my brain is starting to tap out tn and i've barely made a dent LOL however ch12 doc calls to me 😇 i'll try to make good on my daily snippets promise tho and i'll work thru more asks if i have time this weekend! :')

thx for letting me run my mouth tn friends :D even tho i'm very bad at replying to asks (i'm rly just not big on being Online in general lol i don't go on social media much) it brings me sm joy reading them and getting to hear your thoughts and i can neverrrr express my appreciation in a way that feels adequate aside from shoving more chapters at y'all <3 but thank u :'))

[angie-long-legs]

//guess who slept for 14 hrs AGAIN. anyway I will not be online cuz I'm going out tn and have to get ready pretty much now cuz drag is a whole PROCESS. can't overdo it drinking cuz I have a hair appt at 9am the next day and I know I'm gonna be rough no matter what but I am shaking myself by the shoulders sayin "DONT BE A MESSY BITCH TN!!!"

will be around more tomorrow after my hair appointment to hopefully, maybe, possibly start looking at replies again. no promises, I am still very much in the gutter mental health wise. I just miss rp 💔

[rikarimu]

⋆˚✿˖° - ft. CONNIE SPRINGER | contains: f! reader. unprotected penetrative sex. nsfw. au. aged up to 21. connies just so cute <33

author's note: excuse any grammar mistakes!!

you and connie were strictly friends. nothing more and nothing less. connie and you would flirt constantly, but he never seemed to think much of it and you tried to play it off to the best of your abilities. you guys were practically studying the same major when you met connie. he was really funny and helpful, especially when it came to some of the harder concepts.

ding!

connie: hey do you wanna study together tn??

you: sure what time

connie: 5? ur place cool? jean said that he has someone coming over tn

you liked the message in response. 5pm had rolled around quicker than you expected with connie knocking on the door. you open it to him, looking down at you with those big hazel eyes. you let him in, locking the door behind you. he puts his stuff down by the dining table and starts going through your fridge.

"so, jean still trying to get over mikasa?" you ask following him into the kitchen.

"yeah," he says as he pulls out the cotton candy grapes you have and some juice. "He'll be okay, though. I think it's fucked that mikasa slept with him just to piss off eren. she knew what she was doing."

"have you talked to her?" you ask jumping up on the counter, sharing the grapes.

"Sasha did. says she feels bad, blah, blah, ya know? anyways though, its the same fuckin thing every time." He rolls his eyes and takes a sip of the juice.

you throw a grape in the air and try to catch it with your mouth, but you miss and it hits you in the forehead. Connie watches this and chuckles.

"here let's see if u can do it," challenging him by tossing a grape in the air for him to try. he moved too slow and it hits him in the head, bouncing off. you start laughing. he laughs with you too. you eyes catch and your heart skips because the way he's watching you. noticing you. you break the eye contact and put up your sarcastic demeanor to try and play off the sudden tension.

"so are we gonna do this statics homework or what?" you ask him, jumping down from the counter.

you take your seat at the table, opening your laptop, pretending that you don't notice him watching you. you blush realizing who it is that's staring at you. you've always had a minor crush on connie but never made a move since you guys were pretty close and didn't wanna ruin the friendship. Sasha, even eren (randomly), thinks u guys should go out but, again, you play the nonchalant card.

u check the time and its been about an hour and u guys have barely completed the first problem. one of you guys always breaks the silence to joke and sometimes, both of you will just completely forget about what you guys are working on. finally, you play-yell at connie.

"okay, I've had enough of your sick fucking jokes. can we please finish this?"

"my sick jokes! really, you're gonna pretend like you're not the sick fuck here!" connie jokes (again). you tilt your head and give him a look that he gets.

You guys sit in silence, while Connie begins to search for useful study materials online. You watch as he types on the keyboard with nimble speed, his eyes scanning the screen intently. You find yourself lost in his movements, mesmerized by the way his hands move deftly over the keys. Connie glances over at you and smiles. “Thanks for letting me come over today,” he says. “Yeah, it was nice of you to ask,” you reply, feeling yourself blush slightly. He sets his computer aside and leans in closer to you, and you let out a small gasp as he brushes his lips against yours. The action is so sudden and unexpected that you’re caught off guard, but you don’t pull away. Instead, you lean into the kiss, feeling a rush of euphoria.

As you deepen the kiss, you feel his hands move to your thighs. You can feel how his big hands engulf the skin, gripping you a little hard as he lifts you out of your chair into his lap. As you straddle him, you hear yourself moan softly as he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. You part ways, breathless and disoriented. You feel like you could drown in his eyes, his touch, his scent. Your hands slide up his chest, exploring the contours of his muscles beneath his t-shirt. You feel his heartbeat beneath your fingertips, syncing with your own rhythm. He pulls away slightly, his eyes searching yours with intensity. “What do you want to do next?” he asks, his voice rough with desire. You shudder at his words, your body buzzing with anticipation. “Fuck me,” you reply, your voice barely audible.

Your hearts races as he picks you up and carries you to your room. Once inside your room, you're flooded with sensations of excitement and anticipation. He guides you over to your bed, and lays you down at the edge of the bed. You're both too lost in each other's gaze to speak, but you know what's to come. As he leans in closer, your whole body is on fire. He brushes his lips against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You breathe deeply, wanting more.

Your fingers trail down his chest, down his abs, to his waist, and finally to his boxer briefs. Your hand slips inside, feeling his warmth and hardness against your fingertips, and you moan softly. He groans, pressing his lips to your neck again as he digs his hard-on into you through your clothes. You can feel his arousal against your thigh, and you shift uncomfortably. You want him, you need him, and you can’t deny it anymore.

You want him to kiss and lick and hold you tight. You’re burning up, and you can feel your body tremble with anticipation and desire. “Connie, please,” you beg, your voice low and husky. “I need you.” He looks at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of lust and tenderness. “I need you too,” he whispers, before leaning in to kiss you once again. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of flesh on display. You feel yourself growing wetter by the second, your body responding to his every touch. Slowly, he undresses you, pulling off your clothes with deliberate care. You shiver as the cool air hits your exposed skin, but you don’t object. You’re entirely consumed by him, every touch and caress driving you further and further towards the edge. Finally, you’re lying there fully naked, your skin flushed with desire.

Connie is hovering above you, looking down at you with desire. He reaches out, tracing the curves of your body with his fingers, before leaning in to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. His thumb finds your clit, rubbing small circles. You moan softly, your body arching into his touch as he deepens the kiss.

Your hands roam over his chest, his abs, and his waist, feeling every ridge and valley as he breaks the kiss and moves down your body. His lips brush against your neck, your collarbone, and finally down to your chest, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. You're lost in his touch, your body buzzing and aching with desire. You feel his hand make its way between your legs, slowly he inserts his middle and forefinger. Your body bucks and shivers uncontrollably at his touch, yearning for more. He pauses, gazing at you with lustful intent. “All wet, just for me. All of this, just for me,” he murmurs, his voice filled with emotion.

"Don't stop,” you plead, desperate for him to continue. He doesn't need to be asked twice, his mouth moving your breasts as his fingers continue to tease and pleasure your body. With each kiss, your desire grows stronger. Your body is on fire, wanting more of him. You reach your hand down his pants and begin to slowly jerk him off. “No, not yet,” he replies, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Connie continues to touch you, teasing you, and making you crave him more and more. You feel your body tense and your breath catch in your throat. "Please," you whisper, unable to contain yourself any longer. "Please, just fuck me." Connie looks at you with a look of pure lust in his eyes, and you can tell he's ready to give in to your request. He pulls off his underwear and aligns his tip with your entrance. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice thick with yearning. He slides almost all the way in. You grab the sheets and moan.  “‘s too much, Connie.” “You can handle it babygirl, as he pushes himself deeper inside of you. You feel like you’re being stretched beyond your limits, but you’re loving every second of it. He starts to move in and out of you with a slow, seductive rhythm that drives you wild. You feel like you’ve never been so turned on in your life, and you moan loudly as he continues to drive his cock deeper into you. You feel your core ready to break. He lifts himself up, gripping your hips as tight as he can, watching as he goes in and out of you. He loves the view of you. Tits bouncing with every thrust, you gripping his arms, the sheets, anything to try and ground you. He liked how he had you, how stupid you got on his cock. Babbling and begging him to fuck you, to go deeper. But what he enjoyed most, was the way his name sounded every time you moaned it. It was him. He was making you feel this way. He wanted to be the only reason you moaned. The only reason you came. He moves his arms on both sides of your head, to go deeper, to feel your skin on his. You take this as an opportunity to dig your nails into his back and running your hands through his buzzcut. He feels the way your cunt is sucking and squeezing his cock, and all he wants to do is make you cum.

“I wanna see you come apart,” He says beginning to pick up the pace. You feel a new wave of pleasure wash over you.

“Yes, yes, I'm close,” you moan, his touches, the intensity of his love making. You moan as his lips on your neck and you're in love and desire. “Cum for me.” He’s grunting and kissing your neck as he plows in you. Your walls are buckling as he thrusts deeper and deeper.

”Please, Connie, please,” You pleaded, needing him to continue. Finally, your coil snaps and you’re screaming Connie’s name. He’s still thrusting relentlessly, leaving you drunk on pleasure.

You moan, gasping for air, feeling like you're flying high. You can feel his muscles contracting, his release building up inside you. “Please fuck me, Connie. Don't stop, ” You beg, your eyes are closed, in a trance of pleasure, not knowing where your hands are, but they're probably cradling, caressing, feeling him up. ”I'm so close.” Connie says, and you feel him twitch inside you. You can feel the pressure building up inside of you, and you're getting close to climaxing again. Your body is tense, your muscles tensing up as Connie pounds harder and harder into you. Connie's eyes lock onto yours, and you feel your heart skipping a beat. You're in awe at the sight of him, lost in his touch and the way he fills you up, feeling the pleasure in your body. Connie looks down at you with a mix of lust and love.

He leans in for another passionate kiss, his lips pressing against yours eagerly. He tenses, feeling him twitch again and you both cum at the same time. You feel his hot, white stripes fill you up as Connie continues to still deeply thrust into you as you ride out your highs together. He pulls out and lays down next to you. Your hearts are still racing, and you're both panting and sweaty from the intimate encounter. "Wow," he says, still feeling the after effects of your pleasure ride. You pat his chest and sit up, beginning to get dressed.  “Thanks for that,” you say, feeling embarrassment creeping up on you. 

Connie chuckles and stands up, “You're welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it,” Connie says.

You continue to get dressed, feeling embarrassed and guilty at the same time. You're not sure how to feel about what just happened. On one hand, you're incredibly turned on and satisfied. But on the other hand, you're also feeling a sense of guilt and embarrassment. Connie seems to sense your discomfort and gently pulls you into a hug, holding you close. "It's okay. You don't have to worry about anything right now," he says softly.

“You don’t want to head out?” You ask him confused, assuming this was all he wanted with you. “What? Do you want me to leave?” He asks looking a little hurt. You feel a stab of guilt in your heart. “I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you” He looks at you with a smile. “You didn’t. I’m just confused is all. I’m not sure what your end goal is, Connie.” You replied, trying to understand and explore your feelings and emotions towards him. “I like you. I’m not sure about like labels yet, but I’d like to see where this goes,” he says, searching your face for what you’re thinking.” You nod. “I’d like that too.” You smile at him and kiss him.

[erraticfoxboy]

Twiter Weekly Update 25.Mar.2023 - 31.Mar.2023

Crossposted from Erratic Foxboy.

Twiter Weekly Update 25.Mar.2023 - 31.Mar.2023

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[prettyboykatsuki]

I know you didn’t ask for this but the online translation for the orv novel goes through a tn change where they also alter all the names in the novel to a weird (incorrect) version and to save you from the heartbreak, I wanted to let you know of these other options because the tn change was truly heart shattering

If you use Apple, I personally recommend this ePub version; you can open it in Apple Books and it’s very convenient and has all the correct names for the characters and translations!!! https://orv-epub.carrd.co/

If not there’s also a gdrive pdf version with a light and dark mode, a little more difficult to use (they recommend using the Microsoft one drive app) but the names are right and bonus! it has the images the original novel includes https://www.reddit.com/r/OmniscientReader/comments/pxd79a/omniscient_readers_viewpoint_webnovel_pdfversions/

I hope this was at least a little helpful to you and it is a long novel but I thought it was worth the read and it made my obsession with orv very very bad :-)

!!!!! ANON INHUST WANTED TO REPLY N SAY THANK U FOR YHIS BEFORE I FORGOT AGAIN I MEANT TO DO IT THIS MORNING BUT IT SLIPPED MY MIND!!

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(Excerpt) Exclusive Interview – The Story Behind “Cao Yu’s Special 110 Year Old Commemoration Event”

Original Article: https://mp.weixin.qq.com/s/TVxr2OkA_NRlCsvsEzRsVQ This article is published by Blogger World 博客天下 Weixin on 31 Aug 2020. I only extracted the portions that spoke about Xiao Zhan and how they made contact. 

01 Youth

Tens of thousands of fans flood into the live broadcast, not only to see their idol, who had not been seen for a while, but also to enjoy a feast of plays strung together by Cao Yu and Wan Fang. Exclamations such as “I didn’t know plays were this amazing” and “I want to watch at least once in the theaters” were seen in the scrolling comments.

This was the first time the theater attempted live broadcast. Wang Keran was not sure whether this attempt could aptly showcase the difference between plays and television dramas – how it is done “live” and how it can interact with the audience, “but what I know is, in this day and age, most audience choose to watch online, hence I will use this method to showcase the charm of theaters.”

Wang Keran’s thought was – how do we commemorate Cao Yu? “Can it be considered a commemoration by simply acting his works on stage?” He felt that something was simply missing.

He wanted a youth, to raise questions on Cao Yu’s works – and via these questions, highlight the vitality that links up the stories and the lives of our youth.

Wang Keran feels that, as classics, there should be a certain core vitality to it that crosses time, and touches the hearts of people regardless of the era. If they did not create the chance for the youth to understand the classics, it might instead create estrangements and misunderstandings.

The Chinese Central Drama Group used “Cao Yu’s Special 110 Year Commemoration Event” as the starting point to begin the conversation, in hopes of resonating with the audience.

Wang Keran said “The core of the conversation is, can Cao Yu’s works still stir up people’s emotions?”

The commemorative segment on Wan Fang and Xiao Zhan’s “Conversation of Two Eras” was birthed under such a thought.

As the daughter of renowned author Cao Yu, as well as a famous playwright in her own right, Wan Fang has an open attitude. She felt that this should be a question to be left to actors “On one hand, classics that has the hallmark of its era, but on the other hand, its influence also goes beyond its era. How do you portray that? How do you face new audiences?”

The emphasis on “current”, is a special feature of the Chinese Central Drama Group.

According to statistics for the audiences of Chinese Central Drama Group, 60% are aged 18 to 40, 70% are below 45, 90% are below 55. This is related to Wang Keran’s view on theater, to him, the audiences are able to project their mental rhythm onto the stories portrayed in theaters, “Plays are always reflecting the spiritual unrest of the people now, under the current circumstances.”

For many late nights, Wang Keran spent him time with pop culture. He saw all kinds of popular works, fantasy literature, and also books recommended by the interns in the theater. He is 50 this year, and hence it was difficult for him to be interested in some of the works, but he still persisted, “I feel that as someone who is in performing arts, if I can’t communicate with teeagers, that I’ll be really old. My age is like this, but my expressions cannot cause the youth to feel that there is a gap between us.”

Before this live broadcast attempt, he already started using TV celebrities on stage. Starting from “Watching TV with You” (TN: A play), he has invited stars from all age groups to leave their mark on the Chinese Central Drama Group.

This was not a mere commercial consideration.  Wang Keran felt, plays are an art of “actor”. In the history of Chinese Opera and theater history, it is common to be headlined by the actor, and fans attending for the sake of the actor is almost traditional.

“Which of the Chinese plays were not acted by the biggest star of that era? If the star is suitable, we would invite him/her. I need the star, I just need him/her to stand there, so that more people would believe and understand the charm of the theater.”

In stirring up the interests of young audiences, he always had this optimistic faith – “Many youth, while exploring why that pudding is delicious, is also exploring why pain and suffering descends upon them, why happiness is like a bright light, momentary but yet gives so much deeply enjoyable emotions to themselves.”

When Cao Yu wrote “Thunder Rain”, he was also a youth. When “Thunder Rain” premiered in China on 1935, it was organized by Gusong Drama Group from Tianjin City Normal School, and the 25 year old Cao Yu went to direct the rehearsals. All the actors were students, the set came from the school shed, they rehearsed during the summer break and acted in the school hall.

No matter it was via a popular celebrity, or via live broadcast, Wang Keran wanted to share and introduce theater to more youths.

02 Questions

Before this, Wang Keran never heard of Xiao Zhan. There was once a friend who brought up that this young man might be interested in plays, but he did not think much of it.

However, after a string of events, he felt that this young man is quite interesting, “The most mysterious thing about a person’s life is how impermanent it is, and this is also where the soul of theater lies.”

“This person Xiao Zhan, is a question, isn’t it?”

When organizing “Cao Yu’s Special 110 Year Commemoration Event”, he asked his friend to bring Xiao Zhan a message, with a mission – raise some questions to Wan Fang’s “Journey of Winter” and “You and I”.

“I’m just seeing if we’re fated, if he could ask the questions.” Wang Keran hoped that the questions could highlight the deep thought and analysis of the current youth.

A few days later, Xiao Zhan replied a long list of 20 to 30 questions, to his amazement, and hence sealed the collaboration. After the broadcast, many speculations left Wang Keran laughing at how ridiculous they were.

“Some came to my Weibo to attack me, said that the questions were prepared by us for him. Excuse me, I’m 50 already, I really can’t ask questions like a 20 year old.”

“Aren’t you worried that Xiao Zhan would bring about some negative doubts?”

When “Blogger World” raised the same question, Wang Keran said “Let them question. Wan Fang and I, both of us just have one statement, if we are always moving forward with ‘truth’, then we will do what we should do.”

In this special event, the conversation between Wan Fang and Xiao Zhan, they started with writing and they quietly touched on life experiences, Wan Fang brought up “sincerity”, “choice”, “confusion”, which were exactly the things that Xiao Zhan was facing, and it showcased the strength of two eras resonating with each other. This was exactly the effect Wang Keran was looking for.

He used Xiao Zhan, but rejected using this as a major publicity point, because “we do not want so much traffic, we want strength.”

Wan Fang explained the meaning of “pain” for an actor to Xiao Zhan – “All that you have experienced, including pain, I feel that there will be a chance to portray its positive side. When you are portraying a certain character, you will be able to have a deeper understanding.”

She also used the same feeling to describe the creativity rush that “pain” bestowed upon her – “If your life is especially happy, especially joyful, then you might not have thought of creating anything, because you just need to enjoy what you have, no one would ask – why am I so happy? Only when you are in adversity, then you would have many questions, what is this for? What should I do? This is the source of creativity.”

This type of questioning can be seen throughout Wan Fang’s “You and I”, as she remembers her parents. She once said to her younger sister, the main pursuit of writing this book was truth. Her sister rebutted, “What you know isn’t really the truth, only fragments.”

Although Wan Fang agreed with this opinion, she also felt, “I must find it between these fragments. Truth exists from seeking it, isn’t the act of seeking a form of truth?”

She admitted that she is a “limited” “truthful” author. In this book, she never conclusively tells you how the experiences of Cao Yu was like. She even inserted blurred memories from different people. Readers would not be able to see the truth directly, but they could feel the realism of the memories.

Wan Fang split her creative works into two parts – one belonging to TV dramas, “There will be stray thoughts, the audience would be considered, the ratings would be considered”; and another belonging to literature and theater. There she wrote from her heart, realistically using her emotions then and her questions then. She always believed that “things with stray thoughts, won’t be really good things.”

How do you move the audience with works written so personally by the author?

“I cannot represent everything, but I can represent many. As long as you have an understanding of the truth behind human nature, you can try your best to understand, to explore, the expression of truth can represent many people.”

Wang Keran rejected using “lead” to describe the meaning of theater in culture – because leading is a form of education, but theater is not. It never wanted to conclude anything, it only wanted to be the path to truth, to soothe the bewilderment of humans, to express the depth of souls.

Just like that day, Wan Fang answered Xiao Zhan, “What is the core of a piece of work? It is questions. The process of creating a piece of work is a process of questioning, just a journey of nearing the answer, of finding the answer.”

And in questions, there are infinitely vast and rich nutrients, enriching the souls of humans.

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Psychic- Bucky Barnes

Pairing- Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: you’re a bit of a psychic, and the only person you can’t seem to read is Bucky.

Warnings: none.?

Note- if some of the signs aren’t correct I’m sorry, not all of the info is correct online. Also, this will be a series! Send an ask for a tag.

Masterlist

Part 2

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“Ooh ooh, do me!” Tony exclaimed. “Tony Cmon, classic Gemini, give me a hard one.” You retort.

“Me!” Natasha says, raising her hand a bit. You think for a moment before taking your guess. “Leo.” You say. “What the hell? How’d you know?”

You shrug your shoulders and laugh. “Me me me!” Steve says. You roll your eyes. “Captain America. I can even guess your birthday on the dot. July 4th.” You say.

“Okay that one was easy.” He confesses. “Bet you can’t guess mine.” Wanda challenges. “Easy, Libra.” You tell her. Her mouth falls open in shock.

“What about mine?” Sam asks. “Mmmm, Capricorn.” You tell him with a smile. “Alright alright, birthdays is one thing. What else can you tell me?” He asks.

“Well, you have one brother and one sister, your favorite color is red, and you have a crush on Natasha.” You say smugly. “Okay. True, true, and true.” He shoots a wink at Nat with the last true.

“Who told you all of that Y/N?” Tony asks. “I can just tell.” You shrug. “And you’re not a mind reader?” Wanda asks. “Nope. The only power I have is pyrokenesis” you hold out your hand to prove that you can harness fire.

Bucky walks into the room and goes to sit by Steve. “What are you guys talking about?” He asks lowly to Steve. “The newest recruit, Y/N is guessing everyone’s zodiac signs. She’s a psychic.” He explains, pointing at you.

“What’s a zodiac sign?” Bucky asks. “Basically every month the zodiac changes, and when your born can give you characteristics of a certain group. There’s 12.” You explain.

“Yeah, yours is-“ he pauses. “Cover your ears and eyes Y/N!” He says. You comply as Steve whispers to Bucky.

“Okay Y/N. Guess!” “I’m gonna go, Virgo.” You say confidently. Steve and Bucky go silent.

“I’m a Pisces. Guess you’re not a psychic after all.” Bucky replies. You feel your cheeks heat up, you haven’t been wrong before. “Hey man, lighten up. Give her a break.” Sam says.

“No no guys it’s fine.. I just, I’m never wrong about this stuff.” You mutter. It was really weird. You stand up. “Well I’m gonna go get settled in.” You walk to your new room that Tony had set up for you.

~

It was later, and you wander into the gym. You’d been exploring the avengers compound. It was so huge and there were so many rooms. You hear the hum of a machine and you go over to see.

You see Bucky on the stationary bike and you quietly observe. You suddenly feel the overwhelming urge to tell him something. “Is your favorite color green?” You pipe up.

Bucky stops biking and turns to you. “Nope, you’re really off with me.” He tells you. You groan. “I don’t know what it is. You’re nothing like a Pisces.” You say.

Suddenly it clicks in your brain. How had you not recognized before? “ you’ve been brainwashed. That’s why.” You say suddenly. His eyes go wide as you speak.

You realize your mistake and quickly follow up. “Sorry.. that was rude. What I meant was that since your brain was messed up. Bad choice of words. Damn it. What I mean is that you don’t act the same way as your sign does because you aren’t your normal self you’re-“ Bucky cuts off your rambling.

“I get what you mean doll.” He tells you with a smirk. “Sorry..” you trail off. You notice he’s sweaty from the bike and you get an idea. “Wanna see something cool?” You ask.

“Uh sure, why not.” Bucky replies. You snap your fingers, and the sweat is instantly gone from his face, and he’s no longer red.

He looks down at himself. “How the hell did you do that?” He asks marveling. “Pyrokenesis. Ability to control fire and heat.” You explain.

“Wow, that’s cool. I’ll see you around Y/N” He smirks, leaving the gym.

What you can’t seem to control is the heat rushing to your cheeks as he leaves.

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Part 2

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[dgtully]

Palm Sunday Worship Guide

Opening Prayer:

(If you have a candle available, light it as a sign of this time being set apart as sacred and as a confession that God, who is our light, is present with us.)

Pray aloud Psalm 67:1-5: 

1 May God be gracious to us and bless us

    and make his face to shine upon us,

2 that your way may be known upon earth,

    your saving power among all nations.

3 Let the peoples praise you, O God;

    let all the peoples praise you.

4 Let the nations be glad and sing for joy,

    for you judge the peoples with equity

    and guide the nations upon earth.

5 Let the peoples praise you, O God;

    let all the peoples praise you.

Pray aloud:

God is Here! As we your people meet to offer praise and prayer, may we find in fuller measure what it is in Christ we share. Here, as in the world around us, all our varied skills and arts wait the coming of the Spirit into open minds and hearts.

Lord of all, of church and kingdom, in an age of change and doubt keep us faithful to the gospel; help us work your purpose out. Here, in this day’s dedication, all we have to give, receive; we, who cannot live without you, we adore you! We believe!

(“God is Here” UMH, 660, vv. 1, 4)

Take time (individually, or together as a group) to offer praise to God by naming the ways God SUSTAINS US and/or GIVES US HIS PEACE (offer circumstances or examples as they come to you).

Prayer of Confession

Offer the following prayer to God (individually or together as a group):

Lord God, your love has called us here, as we, by love, for love were made; your living likeness still we bear, though marred, dishonored, disobeyed; we come, with all our heart and mind; your call to hear, your love to find. Lord God, in Christ you set us free, your life to live, your joy to share; give us your Spirit’s liberty to turn from guilt and dull despair, and offer all that faith can do, while love is making all things new. Amen.

(“Lord God, Your Love Has Called Us Here” UMH, 579. vv. 1, 5)

In silence, confess those ways in which you’ve turned away from God and his ways—trusting that he loves and forgives you (for he does!—see 1 John 1:9)

Rehearsing Our Faith:

Recite aloud our proclamation of faith today, The Nicene Creed:

We believe in one God, the Father, the Almighty, maker of heaven and earth, of all that is, seen and unseen.

We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ, the only Son of God, eternally begotten of the Father, God from God, Light from Light, true God from true God, begotten, not made, of one Being with the Father; through him all things were made.

For us and for our salvation 

he came down from heaven, was incarnate of the Holy Spirit and the Virgin Mary and became truly human.

For our sakes he was crucified under Pontius Pilate; he suffered death and was buried.

On the third day he rose again in accordance with the Scriptures; he ascended into heaven and is seated at the right hand of the Father.

He will come again in glory to judge the living and the dead, and his kingdom will have no end.

We believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life, who proceeds from the Father and the Son, who with the Father and the Son is worshiped and glorified, who has spoken through the prophets.

We believe in the one holy catholic* and apostolic church.

We acknowledge one baptism for the forgiveness of sins.

We look for the resurrection of the dead, and the life of the world to come. Amen.

                  *meaning the universal Christian church—all believers in Jesus Christ

Prayers of Thanksgiving & Gratitude

As a way to direct our prayers of thanksgiving, read aloud Romans 8:32

He who did not withhold his own Son, but gave him up for all of us, will he not with him also give us everything else?

Alone or in your group, offer prayers thanking God (After each sharing, offer the phrase (all together), “. . . his mercies never come to an end.”):

. . . for how the Lord has provided what you need this week.

. . . for how the Lord has provided the needs of someone else.  

. . . for being with you & holding you up in disruption / isolation / anxiety you might feel at this time.

The Devotion of Giving

Consider making this time your opportunity to give a financial offering to God through his church. There are two ways you can do this through financially supporting the ongoing ministry of Fall Branch UMC:

Mail a check to:

Fall Branch United Methodist Church

P. O. Box 86

Fall Branch, TN 37656

Online Giving: 

Go to holston.org/churchoffering and fill in your contact information.

Select Appalachian District in the first pull-down menu. Select Fall Branch United Methodist Church—Fall Branch, TN in the second pull-down menu.

Click the blue bar at the bottom to be taken to a secure site to put in your credit / debit card information and the amount of your offering and submit. That’s it!—100% of your offering will go to the ministry of Fall Branch UMC.

Feasting on God’s Word:

Read aloud Luke 19:29-40

29 When he had come near Bethphage and Bethany, at the place called the Mount of Olives, he sent two of the disciples, 30 saying, “Go into the village ahead of you, and as you enter it you will find tied there a colt that has never been ridden. Untie it and bring it here. 31 If anyone asks you, ‘Why are you untying it?’ just say this, ‘The Lord needs it.’” 32 So those who were sent departed and found it as he had told them. 33 As they were untying the colt, its owners asked them, “Why are you untying the colt?” 34 They said, “The Lord needs it.” 35 Then they brought it to Jesus; and after throwing their cloaks on the colt, they set Jesus on it. 36 As he rode along, people kept spreading their cloaks on the road. 37 As he was now approaching the path down from the Mount of Olives, the whole multitude of the disciples began to praise God joyfully with a loud voice for all the deeds of power that they had seen, 38 saying,

“Blessed is the king

    who comes in the name of the Lord!

Peace in heaven,

    and glory in the highest heaven!”

39 Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to him, “Teacher, order your disciples to stop.” 40 He answered, “I tell you, if these were silent, the stones would shout out.”

{If you are making use of today’s video reflection, watch it now at the link below.}

https://youtu.be/x7fd3I3x0Es

Consider and/or discuss the following questions based on the above passage:

What was the crowd expecting once they arrived with Jesus at Jerusalem (see Luke 19:11; Zechariah 9:9, 11-14)? How are their expectations different from Jesus’?

Why do you think Jesus arranged this “triumphal entry?”

What does Jesus’ reply to the Pharisee (vv. 39-40) imply about him?

If Jesus rode into your community to announce God’s reign and his claim on it, what kind of reception, in reality, do you think he’d receive?

Of all the images this story brings to mind, which best describes how you see Jesus “entering” into your life:

humble servant?

warrior king?

teacher dispensing wisdom?

master to be followed/obeyed?

social influencer/crowd leader?

Response to God’s Word:

Pray now for:

the people of Fall Branch UMC . . . those who suffer and those facing trouble . . . the concerns of your local community . . . the world, its peoples, and its leaders . . . the church around the world—its leaders, its members, and its mission . . . that God’s word would spread and people would become followers of Jesus . . .

Consider becoming a part of a Care & Share Team. Contact David Tully for more information at david.tully@me.com, submit a question at dgtully.tumblr.com,  or call (770) 356-2543.

Consider sharing what you do have with someone who could use assistance: (for example—offering to get groceries for someone as you go yourself; offer a “home-cooked take out” delivery for someone—taking health precautions as you do so!; mow a yard for a neighbor, etc.)

Finish this part of our worship by praying aloud (together as a family or alone) The Lord’s Prayer:

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done; on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory; Both now and forever. Amen.

Concluding Prayer of Worship/Devotion:

Pray yourself, or have one member of your family/group offer the following prayer aloud:

Now to him who is able to keep you from falling, and to make you stand without blemish in the presence of his glory with rejoicing, to the only God our Savior, through Jesus Christ our Lord, be glory, majesty, power, and authority, before all time and now and forever. Amen.

(Jude 24-25)

[kingofmyfancyheart]

“Don’t you dream impossible things?”

On Friday August 2, 2019 one of my biggest dreams came true. I met my favourite musician, role model and best friend: TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT. Here’s my story:

So it was on a Tuesday evening when I received the message of messages on twitter. The Direct Message from Taylor Nation. I was just casually looking at my phone since it had been around 6 PM. I also got a message from Tayswiftdotcom about the ME! Vinyl, which I won… But of course I read the message from TN first and I was SHOOK. I don’t know my exact reaction, but I must have been in shock. I was even wondering if this really would be for secret sessions??? I first told my best friend – the one I trust with my heart – as fast as I can. It went like ‘OMG E’ ‘OMG KSJOD OMG’ and she knew what it was. She actually didn’t know more info. SHE JUST KNEW.

I told about the message to my parents, sister and another best friend too. My sister knew a bit about secret sessions and stuff already, but my parents didn’t. My mom was even a bit scared that I would get kidnapped or something jsfkdjsfldjs but I comforted her. This was all real and TN is real. Verified. Legit. It was real 100% SURE. The message was real. As soon as I read the message, I answered with my information and then the waiting began. And the wait seemed to be SO long!!! Although it wasn’t THAT long, but feeling wise… I kept checking my DM’s. Did they read my reply already? Fortunately I had things to do in the meantime. This helped me to distract myself from social media.

     I got the call on Thursday, July 18, around 10 PM. It was after my mom’s birthday. I received a call waiting as I was calling with my sister already. It took me a few seconds to realize though. So I said “wait, I got a call” and checked the screen… and then I saw a US phone number. I immediately got back to my sister: “THEY’RE CALLING!!! I NEED TO HANG UP NOW.” So I hung up, but TN also did. So… I immediately called them back, while I ran upstairs with a notebook and pen. I didn’t even think about how much this call was going to cost me… I just didn’t realize, HAHAHA. I sat down behind my desk without even turning on the lights and waited. Then I heard “do I speak with Mrs. Jennifer?” and my nerves went SKY HIGH. It was Michael from Taylor Nation. The conversation remained 16 minutes and 23 seconds. I know, quite long, but that’s because of my lack of English… haha. During the call they invited me officially to go to the UK for… an event.

After the call it was time to rearrange things. Luckily enough I still had two weeks left. My sister helped me much with searching for flights and an accommodation. I’ve not much personal travel experience… I just really needed a little help. I wasn’t going to travel on my own, but with my mom who still had days off. We booked our accommodation in a lovely place near London. Of course I would have LOVED to sleep in the big city, but well… I’m definitely going back once. It was a nice and calm introduction to the UK for me.

     On July 25 I had a lunch with my best friend E. We also had a little shopping spree. Of course I wanted to have a new outfit for this special day. AND I WASN’T THE PERSON WHO FOUND THE DRESS. No, my best friend spotted the dress and I immediately was like ‘YES!!! That’s it!’ It looked so romantic, lovely and it was screaming Lover at me.

     In the two weeks before my flight I’ve been so excited. It’s been such a weird time, like… When I scrolled through my timeline and saw tweets about secret sessions (stuff like ‘which pose would you choose?’), I was giggling and thinking ‘wait, so I’m going to be THERE??? LIKE REALLY THERE – IN HER HOUSE?????’ It felt so insane and surreal. I couldn’t believe it.

We arrived in the UK on Thursday August 1 and took it slowly. We didn’t have much time and both my mom and me needed some time to acclimatize. We decided to stay just in the countryside of London, which was really okay to me. Actually I loved it very much. I love nature and more local places and especially the place where we stayed. On the other hand, our place still had this big shopping mall with shops like New Look, H&M and Top Shop. It was a small town, but not that boring haha.

     Around 4 PM we were arriving at our accommodation, where we met the guest lady (Arie). She was so kind and friendly!!! And the house looked beautiful and lovely just like the town. My mom and me had room 5 which was one of the attic rooms. Normally we would have shared a bathroom with room 6, but that day we had a private one since room 6 hadn’t been booked yet.

     So, when the guest lady was introducing herself, she also complimented my t-shirt. I wore my Meredith shirt from Taylor’s collection, so that was really nice! She even told me she was going to search for the shirt online! She needed it hahaha!!! That conversation made me like this lady even more.

But well… the day went by and suddenly it was Friday. August 2. THE DAY OF THE EVENT. And NOW I really felt the nerves and excitement. Yes, this morning I finally felt the nerves. Although it came even more later on the day, but I’ll talk about that soon. First things first, people. I’m the princess of details. (Taylor is the queen!)

     We didn’t plan anything specific this day except for the event. I think I woke up around 7 AM first, but then I was going back to sleep. And then I woke up again around… ehm, 8:45 AM perhaps? I don’t know, but I woke up before my alarm set. (I set my alarm for 10 AM.) I ate my oats breakfast while staying in bed. Like, it was still a holiday, so let’s serve myself some breakfast in bed. My mom was also awake and had the same breakfast. After breakfast I watched one episode of Gilmore Girls and then afterwards it was time to get ready, I guess.

     I was wearing the new bought dress and a flower headband, which seemed a really good idea. But I’ll come back at you about that later. We booked my taxi for 1:30 PM. I asked mom if she would walk with me to the gate. In this way she could see by herself who was going to bring me to the meeting point. It would made me feel a bit more safely. Also, it was a bit unclear whether the return taxi was included in the same booking as the afternoon one or not. This all ended well though. :) I arrived on the exact time as Google Maps told me I was going to be. This meant I was waaaaay too early, but well… Better early than too late, right? That’s why I brought a book with me (can you see me? – by Libby Scott & Rebecca Westcott). During the taxi ride the driver asked me where I was going. “Do you have to work?” he asked and so, I was like “no… I got invited for some event…” that’s it. Of course. I didn’t dare to tell ANYONE about this except the five people, who I trust with my whole heart. That was quite hard for me btw, since I’ve always been so honest to everyone. So, when I was arriving at the meeting point, I went into the lobby to sit down somewhere. I thought: no way that there’ll be someone already this early. But then there was this girl… she was on the phone, though, but I thought immediately: could she be invited too??? We were looking at each other a few times and then she hang up. She decided to sit near me and then… she (@yntcdtyler) asked. “Are you her for…?” And we were both like ‘YES!! FINALLY I CAN TALK WITH SOMEONE ABOUT IT.’ Apparently, I didn’t need to bring a book with me.

Later on more Swifties were arriving and for some reason we recognized each other immediately. Even though we didn’t really know each other. Or well… Sometimes WE DID KNOW each other. Like, that one time I met one of my fellow DUTCH SWIFTIES (@danique99xkiss) for the FIRST TIME AT THE MEETING POINT FOR A SECRET SESSION. Like… HOW??? APPARENTLY TAYLOR DECIDED TO INVITE US BOTH!! FOR! A! SECRET! SESSION! And we weren’t the only two Dutch Swifties. There were like six or seven people, who had Dutch as a native language. And there were so many different internationalities!!! People from Belgium, Spain, Croatia, Germany, Canada, even Singapore!!! But I was so glad with my fellow Dutchies. It made me feel a bit more comfortable. It was nice to meet everyone out there right before the evening of our lives was going to start.

     Around 4 PM someone from TN walked over to us. She greeted us and took us with her, while everyone was thinking ‘IT’S STARTING!!!’ But unfortunately when we were inside, we still had to wait for like an hour. Hahaha, but well, we were together and again: it was so nice seeing everyone there! I just knew everyone was going to be sweet. We all had one big common interest. We were all here for the same reason. I sat next to my fellow Dutchies Danique, Britt (@alltoowonderland13) and Mila (@taylaaahhh-13) and also behind Laurens (@gotthatwhitetshirt) and a few other people. While everyone was mingling, walking around and talking with each other, I just sat there… Although I tried to talk too, but socializing isn’t my best treat. @ London Sessioners: Sorry if I was a bit quiet… I’ve always been the shy, introvert person… Please don’t think that I didn’t like you all, CAUSE I DID!!!

We had to leave all of our stuff in this room and couldn’t take a bag with us. And then, around 5 PM, we were about to leave… NOW IT WAS STARTING. FOR REAL. So everyone walked over to the door, where we were waiting to get on the buses. I stood next to Mila and realized that I hadn’t drunk water, yet. But in that moment I started to feel a bit dizzy or something… Maybe because of the nerves? So I decided to take a glass of water anyway. I didn’t want to faint omg. Mila and I got on the first bus and… I just kept thinking: THIS IS REAL!!!!

When our bus was arriving at THE HOUSE, someone from TN told us that that we had to pretend we’re excited, hahaha. They were going to film us, when we ran of the bus. Well, of course we didn’t need to PRETEND everything. Our feelings were ALL REAL. Duh. Oh btw, my first reaction to her house was like ‘omg this is really the house of a queen! It looks so royal!’ Like, it was so big!!!! I actually don’t know what I was thinking, when I walked through her front door… I guess I was just very impressed. And in shock. Oh and when we were all standing in the bus ready for our run, I said to no one in particular ‘I hope I won’t fall during my run’. I really felt my legs shaking jkdsfjksjf but fortunately it went well. I think I looked SUPER happy and enthusiastic.

    Taylor’s house smelled so good. So, I don’t know exactly what I was thinking on my way through the hallway, but I know that for a moment I really thought (OKAY THIS IS GONNA SOUND REALLY WEIRD)… I really thought for a second that one of the security said ‘goedemorgen’ to me. I mean ‘good morning’, but in Dutch. I DON’T KNOW WHY I THOUGHT SO OMG, I’M JUST CRAZY HAHAHAHA. I think I was dreaming. But I really heard him saying ‘good morning’ in my own language, BUT THAT’S SO IMPOSSIBLE HAHAHAHA! @taylornation please confirm so I could decide if I’m really crazy or not

    Anyway. I tried to take everything in so carefully. I just wanted to remember this experience very well, so I was paying attention to the most small details. She had so many perfumed candles around her house!!! And there was a cupboard in the dining room with many boardgames. The dining room was a very light and bright room because of all the windows and glass doors, which were all open widely. We were allowed to walk onto the porch too, where we could find cold drinks. Inside there was a table with pizza and burgers and also one with vegetables, fruit and Lover M&Ms (those were SO cute!!!) I remember how at first everyone was just walking around and looking at everything. No one dared to touch something lol, but soon enough people took food and drinks. And later people were sitting on the chairs. It was very surreal and bizarre to be walking around her house as casual like that. In the garden there was a trampoline too and two soccer goals. We thought those soccer goals were Joe’s idea, but that’s actually bsh*t. I mean, we all know Taylor can play soccer. Riiight.

Inside the house I was still a bit quiet and shy, but I really had the time of my life. I promise. I was just enjoying the smell of her house and the people surrounding me in silent. Besides, actually I just really couldn’t wait to hear her album!! But it was really amazing to spend time with the group of sessioners in London. At some point You Need To Calm Down was playing and everyone in the dining room started to sing SO loud. Like, really, REALLY loud!!! I was in shock!! And of course I just sang out loud with them! Some lyrics we even sang out LOUDER, like for example the sentence ‘AND SHADE NEVER MADE ANYBODY LESS GAY!!!!!’ That was SO awesome. I was standing next to the girl in the red dress (@taylorisglowinginthedark) and we immediately looked at each other after that sentence with this big smile <3 I really think Taylor heard us. She MUST HAVE. @taylorswift YOU MUST HAVE. 

    Not much later after this moment the listening session was going to start, but just before we go to that I still want you to tell about something. At another point there was a butterfly flying through the dining room and THAT WAS SUCH A MAGICAL MOMENT. For me it felt like Taylor was inside the room, but like, undercover. Hahaha. I know, surreal, but this whole day was surreal. So. But it was really one of my favourite moments. I mean, everyone was looking at the butterfly. It connected us just like Taylor and her music connects us <3 

So, time to go into her living room. WHAT. YES. I SAT IN HER FREAKING LIVING ROOM!!!!! I SPEND A WHOLE EVENING WITH TAYLOR AND 70+ SWIFTIES. I sat somewhere in the back, because the room was full already when I walked in. But I found the perfect place. Inside a fire place btw hahahahaha, which wasn’t on fire of course hahahahfdhsfosjfosjf why did I say that? Of course it wasn’t on fire, sigh. My mind. Anyway, I sat half in the fire place and next to the air-conditioning AND a tissue box. So, perfect place. I shared the tissue box with Zita and Danique immediately, because I just KNEW we were going to need that. The parents from some Swifties were also sitting in the back on couches, and Tree of course, while we sat on those light pink blankets laying across the floor. Taylor put multiple cushions as well on the floor, so it looked all cosy. I loved the atmosphere. Up in the front there was a big chair with a side table, where obviously Taylor was going to sit with her iPod. THE IPOD. WITH THE MOST PRECIOUS THING. LOVER. We’d been surrounded by candles again and much wood. It was just a really cosy and warm place. Just as warm as her heart.

    And then. . . . . . .Taylor walked in. AND WE SCREAMED. AND CRIED. AND SCREAMED. AND YELLED. She walked in from a door somewhere in the front, which lead to the kitchen, I guess. But I’m not sure. She was wearing a very soft and sweet outfit: pastel green shirt with stripes, white shorts and sneakers with stars pattern. I remember how I was just staring at her. I guess all I thought was ‘THIS IS REAL. SHE IS REAL.’ Her voice was so friendly and soft as well. It was truly amazing to hear all the backstories straight from her mouth. I could have listened to her FOR HOURS. I really wouldn’t mind. I was smiling really big the WHOLE time. I’m truly honest when I’m saying that I liked each song on the album. Also, Lover gave me many 1989 vibes, but more grown up.

During the listening session Taylor held a short break, so we could stretch legs and taste her SELFMADE PASTEL COLOURED RICE CRISPIES. AND THEY WERE DELICIOUS!!! Very sticky, but still very delicious. It was the perfect snack after hearing the most emotional song EVER.

    Taylor took us outside while holding the plate with snacks. Although I was just realizing this in the dining room. Then I realized it was TAYLOR HERSELF who was walking in the front hahahaha. I really was on cloud nine. There were some Swifties who were allowed to jump on the trampoline. I didn’t hear this by myself at the moment, but apparently at that moment Taylor was saying ‘THOSE ARE MY KIDS’. After this she walked over to the parents – with a glass of white wine – to introduce herself, which is SO Taylor. And of course the parents took their children with them. It was all so amazing. The fact that she was just standing in the middle and talked to us in this casual way. Surreal. Taylor asked if people didn’t need to go to the toilet, but yeah, of course not. We all wanted to stay there with her. Duh. Hahaha!

After a while we were walking back inside for the second half of the listening part. First I was thinking of going to the toilet, but then I saw everyone going inside the living room and I thought ‘oh whatever’. Hahaha, I still had a place somewhere in the back though. But again not a bad place. Maybe it was even a better place. I had a bit more space now. I was still sitting next to Zita and Danique, and also to a girl with very cute cat shoes and @taylorisglowinginthedark. She had been sitting IN FRONT OF TAYLOR during the first half, which must have been a whole experience by itself!!! That’s also a reason why she wanted to sit more in the back now. I could understand. She wanted to give other persons the chance to have this kind of view also.

    I tried to listen very carefully during the session. I couldn’t take my eyes off Taylor, but just because I didn’t want to miss a single thing!! I loved it so much how she was singing along with each song and doing those little dances. SHE’S SO CUTE, FUNNY AND SUCH A DORK!!! <3 When I was listening to the songs, I tried to let my body and feelings speak. I wanted it to experience as calm as possible, so I would let the songs sink in deeply. I thought that would possibly help me to NOT forget anything about this evening. If I’ll be listening to her album again on August 23 (or later), I hope I can remember everything again so clearly like I’m back again in her living room. This was such a special night. Once in a lifetime experience.

    So, I said it already that I liked each song and that’s really TRUE. I’m not lying to you and also, this is just MY opinion. Personally I didn’t think during any song ‘meh…’ I also have some favourites… Track 7, 8 and 10… Not saying anything more. Just that.

After the listening session we were allowed to look into the DELUXE JOURNALS, which was such an honour. Unfortunately I didn’t hold one in my own hands, but well, I saw them and they looked really beautiful. And I was going to buy them (all) anyway. Hahahaha. Ever since we’ve heard about the content, I decided that I just want them ALL. GOTTA CATCH ‘EM ALL. My feeling between the listening session and the individual meet & greet was… weird. The evening was almost over, but the best part had to come now. And I just felt… I don’t know. But I know that I was walking from inside to the porch and back a few times. Mostly I stood with fellow Dutchies Mila and Danique, but sometimes it became a bit hot inside and so, I walked over to the porch. OH by the way, right after the listening part we got selfmade baking stuff again!! This time Taylor made VERY CUTE HEART-SHAPED PINK LOVER COOKIES. And since I’ve been a cookie monster, I ate them immediately of course. Although they were actually too beautiful to eat, but yeah… Wouldn’t it be rude if we did NOT eat them directly?

    During the wait before the meet & greet I just couldn’t catch up with my mind anymore. I had so much stuff to process. It was TOO MUCH for my brain. But well, I survived anyway. But yeah, this evening was very surreal and a whole new fan experience.

    Luckily I didn’t black out during my meet & greet with (THE ONE AND ONLY) Taylor Alison Swift. Since it all took a little longer than expected, some Swifties were given priority. For example, when people had to catch the train or booked a taxi. Something which I did indeed. Around 9:30 PM I told TN about this, but they were letting me wait anyway. Maybe it wasn’t necessary to give me priority, but apparently later on it was.

And then. . . . . . . I was in line for THE MEET & GREET. When I was standing there, I looked over my shoulder for a moment to check at my Dutch friends and was like ‘eeeek I’M ALMOST THERE’. I was standing behind the sweet girl from Singapore and we were both so nervous. Also, my eye decided to irritate JUST at that exact moment. Like, WHY???? Fortunately, I had everything under control before my moment with Tay. And I was so happy with the huge mirror in the hallway.

    I don’t know the exact time of when I was walking into the living room. I didn’t wear a watch jksjdlfdsj, but I know what was happening at first. When I just entered the room, Taylor said to me, very enthusiastic, “THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR COMING OVER!” followed by the BEST. HUG. EVER. It was a really big, warm and REAL hug. She didn’t let go until I was deciding to (unfortunately). After her “THANK YOU” I was like “YOU’RE WELCOME” and told her how I would have come anyway. How I’ve done anything to come, because I just had to be there. Something like that.

    Then I told her that I came with my mom. So she responded “Oh, she’s here?!”, but I was like “no, she’s still in the bed & breakfast”. Then Taylor said “oh, could you thank your mom for me for taking you here, please?” which was SO SWEET OF HER. How she thought about my mom <3 During our conversation she had this very sweet and friendly face the whole time. SHE’S JUST SWEET, PERIOD.

    At some point Taylor also called me Jenni, probably because of my necklace. So I was like “it’s Jennifer actually, but…” and then she was a bit confused. She responded: “Oh, I always thought it was Jenni! But I’ll call you Jennifer then.” And just how she said my name and nickname… such a moment. It felt so personal. Hearing your full name said by one of the biggest musicians. I just--

     When I told her that I liked each song on the album, she was like “REALLY??” when she held up her hand for a HIGH FIVE. LOVE HER. Oh, and also, HOW COULD I FORGET THIS???? Taylor also said “I like the flowers in your hair!!!” which was such a sweet comment!!!!! I’m so happy that I wore the headband. I just thought ‘this is very Lover era, so I should wear it’, but didn’t think of THIS.

    Then it was time for our picture.Taylor asked me if I was thinking about a pose already. I answered “maybe we can hug and ehm… hold hands??” So she asked me “oh, and do you want it like this…” – she took my hand and hold it in a ~normal~ way and then she intertwined our fingers – “or this?” And immediately I was like ‘YES!!!’ Then she hold me even closer to her and SNAP! PICTURE TAKEN! Afterwards I thought ‘I hope this picture turned out well??? Did I smile?? How did I look?’, but I didn’t ask about the picture anyway. Right before I walked out, Taylor was saying to me “SEE YOU ONLINE!” and so I responded “see you at a concert!!” and that’s that. Wow.

Outside the room the sweet, blonde girl with the camera – from TN – was waiting for me. She asked how it was and I was like “good”??? I didn’t really know what to answer, I was just in awe. I also got a customized bag with merchandise. And then I was walking into the bus, where everyone asked how it was and again I was like “GOOD”. Nothing more. I was really on cloud nine now and so much in shock.

    When we were all waiting inside the bus to go back to the hotel, I felt really dreamy and sleepy. I also really felt the urge to call MY SISTER!! Or just someone, but I wanted to call my sister first <3 But yeah, we didn’t have our phones yet. So I talked a bit with my neighbour, which was the sweet girl from Singapore! Although she was talking more than me, but well :) I loved her energy. Then after some time the bus was going to leave. It was … ehm, around 11 PM? When the bus was driving away slowly, it came past the meeting room. And. . . YES, the curtains were open. So we had a little sneak peek inside and saw TAYLOR!!! Which made us scream of course haha. Unfortunately someone from TN decided to close the curtains then, which she did slowly though… And she was waving, haha. She looked sweet and friendly. A sweet goodbye :( <3

Back at the meeting point I was waiting outside with Britt. It felt weird to be back at that place, while having a Lover Secret Sessions tote bag with me. Like, SOMETHING VERY BIG HAPPENED TONIGHT. WE MET ONE OF THE BIGGEST POPSTARS. TAYLOR. SWIFT. TAYLOR SWIFT. WE WERE AT HER HOUSE!!! Britt was also panicking a bit, because she didn’t really know how to go back to her hostel. But luckily we fixed that together (and with a local AND Stephanie from TN!! SWEET!) and she booked a taxi, so she was safe apparently :) And then my taxi arrived at 11:30 PM. . . . . . .

I’m posting the story on August 18, which is more than two weeks later. I had some time to let it all sink in, which was quite hard. Like, it was just SO surreal. I keep using this word, but it’s just the only thing I could come up with. My feelings during this evening cannot really be described actually. I enjoyed EVERY. SINGLE. MINUTE. I wouldn’t have wanted to miss this experience!! I’m very grateful for the chance. Thank you @taylornation SO much for inviting me to @taylorswift‘s house. And thank you Taylor for letting me in your house! <3 I didn't tell you everything I wanted, since I had this whole list of things. But well... I had the time of my life with you and all the other Swifties. And that's what matters. This has been one of the happiest days of my life. 

[iloveinshadesofred]

Hi everyone. I’m sorry I haven’t been online for these past few days, but it’s been hard for me to see anything Taylor related since the Dublin show. First of all, thank you so much for reblogging my tour post, it meant the world to me and I’ll be forever grateful. I want to tell you what happened, because I think you deserve to know, and I can’t keep this to myself anymore. I know there could be consequences from posting this, but I just don’t want this to happen to anyone, because no one deserves this. @taylorswift I’ve been thinking a lot about writing this to you as well. I don’t know if you will ever read this, or your team, but I need to get this out of my head or I’ll go crazy.  I got a DM from Taylor Nation on Thursday, the day before the  first show in Dublin, and naturally I got super excited. The thing is, they never called me. I got the message at 5:20 pm and  I replied shortly after with the information they needed. I told them I was available until 7:30/8pm because I was catching my flight to Dublin at that time. Then I waited for a call that never came. I arrived in Dublin that night and thought that maybe I would get a call on Friday morning, but that didn’t happen either. Around 3pm I sent another message asking if there was something wrong with the information I provided. And TN replied that they would contact me in the next few days. I don’t know why TN would send me a message on Thursday, possibly knowing that I was attending Friday’s show, if not with the purpose of giving me a chance to meet you @taylorswift. I have been completely in love with your music, and you, since I was 12 years old, and this was the first time I was able to see one of your shows live, and what should’ve been the best night of my life, turned into the most horrible situation ever. I couldn’t get this out of my head throughout the whole show and it just ruined this experience for me. The show was amazing obviously, but I just felt like shit the whole time. It was still the best show I’ve ever seen in my entire life, and I’m so grateful that I had the chance to finally see you after 10 years. I just wish it didn’t have to be like this. I’m trying to find reasons to understand what happened, but I just can’t. That’s why I haven’t been online. I’ve been struggling with this, but I’m better now.  Maybe I’m just unlucky, or maybe that message was a mistake, or TN forgot to call me, or they thought I was going to a different show, but I hope this doesn’t happen to anyone again. I don’t know what went wrong, but I’m okay. I hope you know how much you mean to me Taylor, I hope I’ll meet you one day. I’ll always love you and support you no matter what. 

To Taylor Nation, I know you don’t owe me anything, but contacting me the day before the show I was attending, getting my hopes up, and then not calling and messaging me on the day of the show saying you will contact me in the next few days, which you didn’t by the way, is just horrible. You need to be more careful with what you’re doing.