#i've been wanting to gif this since the second i got the dvd

[kr-cube]

ryutaro - Kuro Tent 2

[kimhargreeves]

Always Back-William Afton x Reader

Summary: You are looking for another job after struggling financially. You find a help wanted sign to a once famous pizzeria. You set up a meeting with the manager of the place who seems to know you somehow.

(A/N: lately I've been too damn excited for the Fnaf movie and wanted to write something on Matthew Lillard's William Afton character. So be warned on some topics written here. I'll also be writing on Josh Hutchinson's' character of Mike.)

12:00 am

The loud sound of an alarm clock could be heard throughout the house. It's Midnight. My eyes were adjusted from being in the dark room, I remained silent, scared, could feel my heart beating faster every passing minute. Chills ran down my spine when the clock sounded for one last time…

Quietly I stepped out of my bed while holding onto my favorite stuffed plushie, passing through the closet just a few inches away from the front of my bed, immediately I stopped trying to listen for anything, trying to ignore the quiet ticking of the clock above my head.

Slowly I began to make my way over to the door and stopped once more. I hear something, maybe down the hall?

I pressed my ear against it, listening closely. After a couple of seconds I heard something loud. Curiosity got the best of me, quietly I opened the door and tried to see if I could spot anything through the dark hall.

Wait… Something's coming…

I jumped back and pull the door with me as I locked it and pressed my ear against the door again.

I could hear someone coming closer, until it stopped. I began to pant and felt my heart beating faster when I heard a scream coming from down the hall, the cries of a woman, my mother..and the shouting of a man.

Too scared to look again I slowly began to walk backwards while my eyes remained on the door when I could hear footsteps coming down the hall once more.

I jumped but made no sound when the door knob began to move, but it wouldn't open. I looked between my bed and the white closet closest to me. Sliding it open I hid myself inside and quietly closed it back, it was dark making it almost impossible to see now.

Carefully I made my way past a few boxes and draped a blanket over it and myself. I hugged my legs together and held onto my stuffed Foxy plush. I closed my eyes as I began to shake and I cowered myself closer to the corner when I heard the door to my room being unlocked.

The sound of my alarm clock began to blare and without looking at it, I grabbed it and slammed it against the floor making it shatter but the sound wouldn't stop. I groaned as I opened my eyes again and had to turn the thing off.

Once I did, I sat down in bed and began to push my hair away from my face and tried to calm my breathing. It's that same nightmare again.

I got out of my bed and went to get myself ready for the day, making sure to have my shower cold today.

I tied my hair with a few strands falling down my face and got into my car to head to my work for the day.

*"

"Excuse me, where's the horror section?" A woman came over to ask me when she saw me organizing a few dvds and shelves. I pointed out the section and glanced to see the lady looking at a few movies.

Working at a movie store doesn't earn much, but it's the only job I could find. Besides, it was the only job where I could be accepted as well, I used to dye my hair regularly but decided against it since some working places weren't fond of it, the into thing I had were a few ear piercings and one on my eyebrow.

Other than that, I get the boring jobs and have been struggling financially for a while now along with a friend, well, I consider the person a friend since he sometimes comes around with his little sister.

I believe I've heard his name is Mike and the little girl is Abigail.

I wonder if it's just the two of them living together. It must be nice to have a sibling or a family member to look after.

My thoughts were interrupted when the same lady from earlier came over to rent a movie. Who even rents movies anymore? People might ask and I do at certain times, but I do miss a few things I got to experience in my childhood..like…

I turned my head and saw a flier taped against the shops window. I looked around and saw there were no customers, it wasn't here early when I came in. I walked up the window read what was displayed on it

"Help Wanted. Security guard to work at Freddy's Pizzeria. No background check needed. For more information call this number…"

I furrowed my eyebrows looking at the paper, I grabbed it off from the window and took it back with me inside.

Freddy's Pizzeria. Now that's a name I haven't heard in over ten years.

Would it hurt to take another side job. Being a security guard isn't that hard after all, just losing a few hours of sleep and being alone for the night. I grabbed the work phone and began to dial the number on the paper sheet.

While the phone continued to ring I had my eyes on the pizzerias mascots, until finally the phone was picked up

"Hello? I'm calling about the night security guard. I'd like to apply for the job."

Right after my shift ended from work I immediately drove up to the pizzeria. It was almost in the middle of nowhere, the family friendly restaurant wad almost abandoned now.

I stepped out of my car and saw the pizzerias sign wasn't even over the restaurant anymore, but on the floor almost in ruin.

"Wow..this place became a shit hole." I mutter under my breathe and placed my keys inside my pockets.

Slowly I began to take steps closer to the building and saw how chipped the walls seemed and I remembered this place being so bright and full of life.

"Hello?" I knocked on the door and waited a couple of minutes but no one responded. I sighed loudly and began to pull onto the door until it opened and I stepped inside.

"Let's all sing happy birthday to the special birthday girl!"

Confetti rainbow colored filled the room with tons of party hats, balloons and presents. All the kids cheered including myself when the animatronics appeared onstage.

Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie. Including Foxy who was on pirate cove.

Everyone in my class was invited to my party, not that I was close to any of them. All of them were too young to understand the bruises on my face or arms so they made fun of me for that.

"So (Y/N), are you liking the day so far?" My mother asked.

I looked up at her and ignored her bruised eye, I nodded my head. "I am."

Of course I was, but I wondered how she got the money to save up and be able to do this birthday for me, since every few times I've come here, the pizzeria doesn't have an open slot for a birthday to be done in here.

I had been playing by myself and with a few kids late on, by the time I returned to my seat I found a single present with my name on it. My mother said that it wasn't from her.

Looking back to my left I remembered the memories of my birthday and the exact spot I was seated. All my mother ever told me was that my birthday here was already paid, it was probably paid by each parent in my class.

Next I stared at the stage in front of me. It was covered by a curtain and I really wanted to see what was on the other side.

I began to slowly step forward until I heard footsteps behind me and I screamed and held onto my chest and saw a man in front of me. He quickly stepped back and held his hands ups.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." The man laughed.

He was older than me that's for sure. Maybe early 50's, he seemed attractive for his age. Though the Dahmer glasses weren't something I was expecting.

"Are you (Y/N) (L/N)?" he asked fixing his glasses and stand up straight.

"Yes! Sorry, yes I am. And you're?"

"Steve Raglan. I'm the manager at Freddy's Pizzeria. Please let's step into my office do I can further explain things to you."

I did as told and began to follow the man. We made it to his office and I could see his name written on the desk as well when he went to sit on the other side.

We each took our seats and I saw him take out a notebook and began to write on it. "Alright, (Y/N). Tell me a bit about yourself, why do you want the job?"

"I thought the paper said there was no need of a background check." I joked and saw that he wasn't smiling.

"I'm aware of that but I'm just making sure that you'll be perfect for the job without any sort of problems. We can't let any stranger in here, what if I were to hire a murderer?" Steve chuckled once and tapped his pen again.

"Right..umm. I'm just interested in the money if I'm honest. Are you planning on reopening the restaurant soon?"

Steve seemed to think about it for a few seconds. "Of course. I would love to see the place filled with joy again and the laughter of children most of all."

"You are right. Thinking hard about it, it would be nice for a new generation of kids to experience Freddy's Pizzeria."

This seemed to interest Steve. "You would come here often?"

"Not that much, only whenever a classmate of mine would decide to spend their birthday here. I really enjoyed it here and seeing the animatronics. Foxy was my favorite." I tell him.

He hums and continues to take notes. "You do seem like a Foxy fanatic to me." He jokes and I smirk back.

"What would yours be? Freddy?

Steve shakes his head a bit. "Something like that. Let's say it's a rabbit…" He says smiling a bit. He places the pen down and folds his hands together now looking back at me.

"I think I've seen you at the mall. You work at a movie store, correct?"

"So now you're a stalker." I question feeling just a bit weirded out by it.

"I'm a busy man to be doing such things. I've just visited the place once and if I'm not mistaken, you look like one of the girls working there."

I nod my head once and crossed my arms over my chest. "I'm not quite hard to miss either. Yes I do work there. If I'm able to get this second job, I'll surely move into a nicer place."

He raised an eyebrow. "Second one? Don't your parents help you out?"

"My mom only cares to contact with me if I have money to help her out. And about my dad, well I never met the man. I did have a stepdad but he's not important." I simply tell him not to say anymore or remember the past.

Steve Raglan looked at his wrist watch and then back at me. "Miss (Y/N). I can't say you're hired right away since there's another person who contacted me right when you came in. Let's make this fun. You and this other person will stay for the night and we'll see which one can handle it."

"Which one can survive the night." He smiled.

"I'm willing to work extra hours if it means that I'll have the job." I said standing up and he did the same.

He held his hand out for a handshake. "Then I'm looking forward to see who wins. Now, follow me I'll be handing out your uniform."

I smiled at Steve and began to follow him over to the storage area. I sniffed the air and it wasn't a quite pleasant smell, but I decided not to comment on it. It was kinda dark but I could see a Bonnie head on the far corner and a few other items.

"I want you here at 12 o'clock sharp. No delays." Steve said handing me my uniform and a few more things.

Looking up at the man I nodded my head again and smiled. "Of course, Sir." I tell him and could've sworn I saw his expression change a bit.

"Great. I hope you and your partner will get along. I look forward to seeing your progress." Steve said guiding back to the main entrance. With a quick goodbye, Steve closed the doors behind him leaving me alone outside.

I started going back into my car and looked at Freddy's Pizzeria. My new job. Let's see what's do complicated about this job.

[putschki1969]

Hello dear Sarah, I hope you are well, I want to ask you a question since you are very expert on the subject, When kalafina existed (it hurts to say that😭) I was a teenager I couldn't buy their merchandise now that I can I want to know if I buy something from them, do they still make a profit or not?My friend says not anymore, if I want to support them, I better buy their materials as soloists. Please give me some advice.

Hello there!

I am so, so sorry! This reply is long overdue. I had this in my drafts for way too long. These days, I've really been struggling with summer fatigue and can't get motivated to do anything except the bare minimum. As a result, lots of asks have remained unanswered in my inbox/drafts.

Without further ado, let's get to your question〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→

Disclaimer: Take everything you read here with a grain of salt. Even though I would consider myself to be quite knowledgeable on the matter, I don't have all the facts.

I think your friend is correct. If you are buying Kalafina releases (CDs, DVDs/BDs/etc) or merchandise (live goods etc) right now, it is very unlikely that the girls will profit from it.

The way the Japanese entertainment industry works, idols/singers often don't have any rights to their music (especially in a case like this where they don't have an active part in the creative process). From what we know, the members of Kalafina were most likely managed in a very common and traditional "employment dynamic" with their talent agency "Space Craft" , meaning that after the label (Sony/SACRA MUSIC) got its sizeable share, the agency basically pocketed all remaining earnings from Kalafina's activities and then distributed a contractually agreed upon percentage to the members in the form of a monthly salary. As the creative force behind everything, I would assume that Yuki Kajiura probably had a more favourable arrangement with Space Craft along the lines of a client <=> management relationship and therefore received earnings directly with a certain percentage going to the agency but I'm only speculating here. Considering the amounts of money that went to the label, the agency and Yuki Kajiura, it is likely that the girls received a quite meager share compared to everyone else involved. Not saying they weren't paid decently, it was obviously more than enough to allow all three of them to live comfortably (or luxuriously in Keiko's case - keep in mind tho that her family is well-off) but certainly nothing too crazy.

After leaving Space Craft, I very much doubt that Keiko and Hikaru would have financial gains from any Kalafina-related sales. Wakana on the other hand might profit indirectly from such purchases because she's still signed up with Space Craft. Some official Kalafina merch is still available in the Space Craft online store so if you buy anything from there, the money would obviously go to the agency. All other merchandise items that are floating around online or in stores are almost certainly second-hand goods so no profit is made except by the seller/thrift shop. As for music releases from official shops or distribution partners, I'm actually not sure if Space Craft would still receive a cut from that. I guess it depends on their arrangement with the label. I definitely wouldn't rule it out. (YK is probably getting something).

Long story short, if you want to support the girls, the best option currently is to buy their solo stuff. However, that doesn't mean that you should give up on your dream to buy Kalafina releases and merch. Even if the group is disbanded, it is a good thing to signal that there is still demand for them. Also, if you ask me, nothing feels better than to own physical merch/releases. My Kalafina shrine is one of my biggest sources of happiness and pride.

[fauxfickle]

Another month, another info dump of things you already know, or the search for "The Great All-American Pizza Show!"

Last time, we talked about the Citrus Heights commercial produced by Bob Wilkins Advertising Inc and it's potential showing at the Orinda Theatre. The bad news is that I don't know anyone from CA and I don't have anywhere near a big enough platform to spread the word. Was it there? Was it not? We'll never know! Good thing is that the Psychotronix Film Festival is putting on another show in May at Foothill College, also in CA.

But on to other news! I finally got a response from PBS about Ben Wattenberg's segment on PTT. They said they didn't have it so yeah...

I've been looking around for Ben Wattenberg's 1980 and PM Magazine listings on Ebay, hoping for maybe a DVD copy or something but nothing comes up. These aren't really my top priority since they aren't part of TGAAPS but it helps me from burning out looking at a million commercials

Let's move onto the real meat and potatoes, the ads themselves. Starting with the Citrus Heights commercial, I've been doing research on Bob Wilkins' ad company and you'd be surprised how scarce info is on it. His obituary states that he made ads not only for PTT, but Lay-Z-Boy as well. This newspaper from 1981 says that his agency makes over $1M annually and was doing "amazingly well" which makes it all the more stranger that there's so little documentation of it. I also found a house in Oakland, that was used by the company at some point. I won't link the house, the company is so far removed from it and I don't want the people living there to be bothered. Something funny I found while looking on other search engines for traces of BW's agency is that Bing's AI assistant literally uses my post as a source. It's surreal seeing the info I wrote be regurgitated back at me by an AI. Weird...

Now the animated ad! I'll admit, I've been slacking a bit when it comes to looking for this ad, however I found 3 people on Linkedin that worked for Colossal Pictures during the late 70s. Also found out that Adam Savage from Myth Busters worked for (C)P at some point. Hmm, having your company initials be CP wasn't the smartest move in hindsight. Maybe that's why they added the parenthesis.

Something that wasn't found by me :( was a storyboard for one of the live action commercials. From what I've heard, it was posted in the showbizpizza.com discord server and spread from there. In the bottom left it says UBC which I can't really link to anything. I thought maybe it could be a production company, or an acronym, but I've got nothing. Maybe it just says Inc. Bottom right isn't much better, it's completely illegible and the first page of the storyboard is in even worse quality. An exciting find for sure, but not one that really helps me.

Or so I thought! In the end card it says (location tag), not just "Kooser and Blossom Hill". Unlike the radio ad, nothing in here denotes any sort of specific location like having a certain guest star or cabaret act. Sure it uses the Winchester bots, Kooser bots, and Mopsey sisters but people aren't really going to pay attention to whether the backup singers are mops or crows and they probably wouldn't even notice the small diffences between the portrait bots and a cyberamic in a 60 second ad.

Here's my big theory though. Oh yeah, we're getting conspiratorial! Someone asked me about that forum post I discovered that mention a PTT jingle from 1978 - 1980. Way back in my first post, I found that this person was most likely from the Detroit area, and probably didn't see the ads that I thought at the time were only in the Bay Area and aired during early 1980. I thought that because the ads ended around spring and the first store to open in MI was around November, this person was simply misremembering the "Smile America" ads from 1982. It's been a few months, and in that time I've learned probably more than any sane person should know about this campaign, and while looking at the store lists on the Cheese-e-pedia after that person mention the post, I realized something that made me feel like a complete idiot. The first PTT to open in MI was in Westland. I looked up where that was, and low and behold, Westland is A SUBURB OF DETROIT. I felt so stupid but also really happy that this tiny detail actually meant something. My theory is that maybe, just maybe, one of, if not a few of these ads were aired outside CA with the location tags edited for each store. PTT has done that before, so I feel it's not totally out of the picture for them to have done it few years earlier. If this is true, then it expands this search from just CA to Nevada, Utah, Texas, Arizona, Ohio, Colorado, North Carolina, and of course, Michigan.

I still want to keep most my searching in the Bay area, but I think this could lead to exciting things. Or I could be delusional, who knows? Until next time!

[girlaux]

I recently got a new laptop (used, but it was a display model), and I can finally fulfill my anime DVD authoring dreams I've had for a few years now. It's complicated, but it's so much fun getting all the files together and making the cases, and my reward at the end is another DVD for my collection! But there's so many series that I want to make a physical copy for, and there's pros and cons for both. So far, I've sharpened it down to two series, because I wanna play them on my CRT tv.

First series is Sugar Sugar Rune, a series I've never finished but own merch for. I have a raw rip of the series that came with soft subtitles that are just formatted in the cutest way.

Maybe I just don't watch enough anime, but most of the fansubs I see are classic Black and White Arial burned on the video. So if I could get these subtitles onto a disc without any alteration, I'd die happy! And along with that, the quality is very good, probably the best it could look without AI upscaling (which I don't plan to do). Overall, not a lot of work for me besides finding stuff for special features, designing the cases, and authoring the actual discs. Maybe I'll run into issues with the subtitles but whatever. I'll figure it out.

The second series is Patalliro, a series I actually have finished and even have favorite episodes of. I don't have merch for it like SSG, but that's because it was STOLEN!!!!! Very long story. And it's the series I've always wanted to burn on a disc, right from the very beginning of my authoring fascination. In fact, it's exciting to think about, because I have rips of the series that are in very lovely quality (compared to what I've seen get passed around). Walk with me for a moment...

The left is the episodes available online on your *usual* sites (ahoy matey, whatever), whereas the right is my files. It's not the biggest quality bump in the world, since I believe Toei has only remastered this series up to 'High Quality SD', so no 1080p goodness here. But no compression, and the noise on the picture makes me all fuzzy inside.

My only issue is the subtitles. As far as I know, there are no SRT files floating around for this series that I just need to download and put into my authoring program. I need to manually make subtitles for all 49 episodes. Which is whatever, like I can make them fancy like the SSG subs and copy the aarinfantasy subs. I just don't wanna rewatch a full series to do these subs :(. I'm lazyyyyyy.

I also need to find special features for my discs. These are for my personal use, but I wanna make them as cool as possible, ya know?? Less 'I just put episodes on a disc and called it a day' and more 'I'm doing this out of the love in my heart'. I have a few commercials for both series that I'll be using, but I haven't been able to find anything like interviews or stuff in that nature. I'm mostly taking inspo from my Geneon and ADV DVDS here. Not sure if anyone is going to reply to this, but if anyone does, I'd appreciate input! Especially if you're familiar with either series, or DVD/BluRay authoring! That is all.

[bakubabes-tatakae]

Request by anon: Omg you do write for him! In that case could I ask for a scenario where Yato and the reader are just cuddling and one thing leads to another and they end up having some passionate love making so then they just keep with the cuddling skin against skin? 👀🔥

It's been a really long time since I've written anything for Yato, but I'll say I forgot how much I loved to write for him. I hope you like it bby. 👏♥

Movies & Chill || {NSFW} Yato x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, dirty talk, offensive language (swearing)

Word Count: 1.3k

The first thing that the two of you always did when Yukine was gone was a movie marathon. It was so rare that Yato got to pick what movie he wanted to watch when Yukine and yourself usually always sided together. As he popped the movie in the DVD player and ran back to the bed he wore a large smile, larger than you had seen in a long time.

Yato jumped onto the bed, shaking you and the bowl of popcorn that he had expressed the importance of having. He grabbed the remote and the bowl of popcorn and began to eat, watching the previews with excitement that you would have guessed had been from a child.

As the movie started you glanced over at him, wanting to settle yourself in the spot on his shoulder, but noticing that the bowl of popcorn was in your way. When he reached for the remote you took your moment, gripping the bowl of popcorn quickly and moving it to the nightstand. As he moved his hand to reach into it and felt your body glued to him instead, he was a little shocked. “I… Y/n, where’d the popcorn go?”

Your face went from a grin to narrowed eyes as you playfully whined at him. “Forget the popcorn, just let me cuddle with you, please?”

Yato softened when he saw the pleading look on your face. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in. “Yea, yea. I’ll forget it for now, but only because I want to curl up with you.”

You curled into him more, getting as close to him as you could before looking back up at him. “Yato…”

You were met with a teasing shush as the movie played, his eyes full of love as he looked down at you. “What’s the matter, angel?”

Instead of answering him, you pushed your lips out, wrapping your hand around his head. Your lips touched his and you had half expected him to push away, wanting to watch the movie and not fool around. In your shock, Yato was more intrigued by your kiss than you had expected. His lips danced with your own, his tongue pushing for entrance as he found his body moving.

You felt his hands move to your body as he slowly turned, his body hovering over your own as his hands pinned you down. “This is why you wanted to cuddle with me, isn’t it?” He teased as he placed small kisses down your cheek to your chin. “You know that cuddling with me always ends in sex, princess.”

You felt his hands sliding between your legs as he slowly pushed his way into your shorts. It had never been a secret that Yato had been good with his hands, though they were rough and calloused from his years of fighting, they were exceptional once they made their way through your shorts. You whined as his fingers slowly rubbed against your folds, finding their way to your core with ease. He stroked your walls slowly and spoke softly. “Come on darling, was this what you were waiting for?”

You whined, not able to make sentences as he quickened his pace. Your hands moved to his body, gripping tightly as your hips began to grind against his fingers. He chuckled as he watched your needy figure. “Baby girl, did you need me this badly?” He pulled his fingers away, the sensation of pleasure leaving you as you cried out. “Let me give you something that’s going to satisfy you just a little more than those will.” He gripped the waistband of your shorts and pulled them down your legs with ease, tossing them to the side as he pulled his shirt over his head. You quickly pulled your own shirt, tossing it where he had just discarded his.

The sound of his belt coming undone filled the room as the ache in your loins grew more and more. You needed him, you had never wanted him this badly before. Maybe it was the fact that Yato had been more dominating than he ever had been before. Usually, he was a laydown and let you take over type of guy, rarely ever caring if you were in charge or not. Yato quickly kicked his pants and boxers off his legs, letting them fall off the end of the bed.

Hi took his length in his hands and pumped, watching you already squirming underneath him, anticipating his entrance. Yato lined himself up with your core and slowly pushed into you, just barely letting himself in, before pulling back out again. He was playing with you, loving the look on your face as you tried desperately to grab him and pull him further. Your voice was high-pitched and needy as he pushed into you again. “P-please, Yato.”

Yato smiled at you, pushing further into you, filling your walls with his girth. Your sounds were like music to his ears as he kept his pace slow, only speeding up the more that your nails dug into his back. “Now, now, keep yourself calm, angel. Wouldn’t want to end this too quickly, now would we?”

You pulled his body as close to you as you could, his cock hitting every wall that it possibly could. Yato’s grunts filled the room as they mixed with the blissful moans that escaped your mouth.

Yato whispered to you as his pace quickened. “I’m so close darling, not much longer now.”

You placed your hands on his face and pressed your lips to his. His hips were now moving as quickly as he could get them, chasing his high with reckless abandon.

You could feel the coil in your abdomen about to snap as his cock bottomed out inside your core, the heat in your stomach growing more and more. “F-fuck, Yato.”

His words were soft and low as he brought you to your release. “Come for me, angel. Go ahead, suffocate my cock.”

That was all it took. Your walls convulsed around him, and his face contorted at the feeling of it. Your quivering cunt clenched around his length as he rode out his high, emptying himself out inside your tight walls. Yato placed a soft kiss on your forehead and rolled back over onto his side of the bed.

You caught your breath as you looked back over at him, glancing at the tv a second later. “I think we might have missed the beginning of that?”

Yato laughed in amusement at your comment, rolling toward you as he wrapped you in his arms. The feeling of his soft skin against your own made a shiver run down your spine. You couldn’t remember the last time that the two of you had been this close. “I’d say we did.” He reached for the remote and restarted the movie, tucking you into his arms. Yato ran a hand through your hair and pressed his chin against your head. “Maybe this time we just cuddle and actually watch the movie?”

You smiled at him and nodded in agreement. “I’d love to. I just want to be with you Yato, that’s all I ever want.”

The movie began again, the first few minutes had been the only thing that you had remembered from before. Sitting in Yato’s arms had felt safe, like nothing was going to ever harm you. You wrapped an arm around the back of you, playing with the end of his hair as he cooed at your touch. His voice almost jumped you, you had thought he was too enveloped in the movie to say anything. “I love you.”

You grinned like an idiot, knowing that he would have known that you were without even being told or seeing it. He took a deep breath and leaned farther into you. “I love you, too, Y/n.”

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[kanmom51]

Hi Kanmom! I've come to you because I know you are a safe space, and I have a small rant and also a question.

Look, I'm a seasoned SM user. I'm 43 for crying out loud. And I thought by going back to Twitter so I could see cute Jikook moments, especially from their concerts, was a good idea. Boy, was that a mistake. Nothing but vitriol and now Free T from JKKers is trending, and the hypocrisy of it all disgusts me. I'm so over it and regret even getting back on that app. And how a certain group are shouting how TK are the biggest ship in Korea...I'm just going to sign off and get my content from original sources, tumblr people I trust (like you), and that's about it. Rant over, LoL.

Now to my question. Do you think we've seen another shift in dynamics between the Seoul concert and Vegas concerts? In Seoul, the love between them was so sweet and adorable and endearing. Now they're in Vegas, and that's all still there, but I also sense now a bit of smugness? Especially from JK. I just wanted your opinion on that. Thanks!

Hello anon. :)

SM is kind of a hell on earth, lol.

But there is a lot of good there too. You just need to sift the bad out, report, block, limit the accounts you follow. This would be right for any form of sm.

Those who's name shall not be mentioned, they are not known for truth telling, nothing new. Just report when needed, block and try to steer away from them.

Now to your question.

I don't think there has been a shift in their dynamics between Seoul and now. I think the biggest shift in dynamics we saw of late was around August-September 2021, after memories 2020 and MOTS ON:E dvd dropped.

We saw it ever so clearly at the TMA's beginning of October (there is something about those to and the TMA's).

We saw it in JM's birthday live.

We saw it when they were in LA.

There is an aura of confidence surrounding JK and a giddy shyness to JM.

And then they took a break, and we didn't see them for 2 months. We have no idea what they were up to most of the time, and especially from JM and JK we had radio silence (zero interactions online driving the WHOLE fandom crazy).

But end of January JM got sick, really sick, hospitalized sick. Operation sick. And covid sick. Meaning isolation. JK went quiet until the day that we were notified JM's being released from hospital, and boy did he let us know how he is feeling.

And then came the Seoul concerts.

And we were in awe.

They were free, they were happy, and they were loud.

The feeling was that maybe JK going through whatever it was he did when JM was sick, had him or maybe even both of them come to realisations, and make some decisions.

And that feeling, well it's been kind of amplified since the second JK first opened his mouth in LV.

Is it something in the air in that city? Who knows. But they are happy and allowing themselves freedoms we haven't seen before. Pushing boundaries in ways that I'm not sure that elastic band of deniability will hold (metaphor).

They have been all sorts of wilding.

JK has been uncharacteristically verbal.

Almost no holding back (that butt grab, no words...).

They are telling us, showing us, that they are who they are, they are happy and unashamed, and well, you only live once (a realisation you sometimes come to after a traumatic event).

So, has there been a change in behaviour?

Yes, I think there has been.

But has there been a change in dynamics?

No. I don't think so. Not since that JK confident JM shy change mid-late 2021.

Their dynamics are the same since then. It's what they are showing us that has changed.

[itsadamcole]

christmas lights

fem!reader x drew mcintyre

reader and Drew get into a huge fight on Christmas after reader finds out that Drew's been keeping something from her ...

word count: 1.9k+

warnings: very angsty, mentions of cheating, heavily drinking, upset!reader

— a short 4 part series ... this is based on the song “christmas lights” by coldplay. enjoy loves —

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part 2 || part 3 || part 4

***

Reader walks into the house after a long day at the office. It's Christmas Day and your boss called you in for an hour long meeting that turned into an all day assignment. You tried to get out of it but being executive assistant director of the office means you have to go in for every meeting.

Your husband wasn't very happy that you were called in. "Why couldn't this wait until tomorrow when it wasn't Christmas?" is what he said. You told him it would be an hour tops, but it's been six.

"Drew?" you call. There's no answer. You hear the water running upstairs so you assume he's in the shower.

You drop off your bag by the front door before kicking off your heels and walking upstairs to your shared bedroom with Drew.

He's showering in the master bathroom that's connected to your bedroom. You change out of your work clothes into a Santa onesie before tying up your hair and taking your makeup off.

Once changed, you crawl into bed and pull up Netflix to get a Christmas movie up.

A tradition that you and Drew have always had, no matter how late it was, is that on Christmas night, the two of you watch How The Grinch Stole Christmas and the Polar Express. The Grinch is on Netflix and you own a DVD copy of the Polar Express.

The water turns off in the bathroom and before Drew comes out, you decide to grab snacks from the kitchen. You grab some of the cookies that you and Drew made the other day, a few bags of fruit snacks, and you can't forget about the vanilla ice cream. It's both yours and Drew's favorite flavor. You grab two spoons and head up the stairs.

A voice comes from the bedroom. It's Drew's, and he sounds like he's on the phone.

"... tonight. She's home and I didn't think she'd be home. Her boss called her in and I didn't expect her back until later."

You lean against the wall outside of the room, listening in. You know you shouldn't but you're curious.

Drew's quiet for a second before he sighs. "No," he says, sounding frustrated. "I can't come over tonight. Look, I have'ta go before she finds out. I'll call ya tomorrow and maybe we can do something when she's at work."

Before I find out what? you think to yourself. What's he hiding?

Your husband hangs up the phone and plops onto the bed with a sigh.

Immediately, you walk into the room and ask, "Find out what?"

Drew looks at you and says, "Oh, Y/N. Ya scared me, love."

"Find out what?" you ask again, snacks in your arms.

A look of panic crosses Drew's face before he says, "Nothing. It's jus' a surprise fer ya."

You say, "You were gonna go over tonight to who ever's house that you were just talking to. What surprise would make you go over tonight?"

The Scottish man says, "It's a surprise fer a reason, love. It's not that big a deal. Come watch The Grinch with me."

Drew's phone goes off and you watch the screen light up with a text. You drop the snacks and snatch the phone before he can.

"Y/N!" he says, reaching for the device in your hand. "Give that back."

It's too late. You've already seen what's on the phone. It's a text from a woman you've never met before and attached is a picture of her in a red lingerie set.

Too bad you couldn't come over tonight. This is for you, Drew baby. I hope you like it. Enjoy it if that wife of yours doesn't satisfy you enough ;)

Tears well up in your eyes and you stare at Drew. "You're fucking cheating?" you almost shout at him. "Are you serious? What the hell?"

Drew jumps into defense mode and he says, "Y/N, please. It's not what it looks like."

"It's pretty clear what it looks like," you say, voice cracking. "It looks like you like to talk to other women behind my back. I can't believe you, Drew."

You chuck his phone at him and he catches it, immediately putting it down beside him. He stands up and you back away from him.

Drew says, "It's not what it looks like, Y/N. Baby, listen t'me-"

You cut him off. "I am not your fucking baby," is what you say. "Fuck you, Drew. I'm done."

"What?" Drew says, panicking. "No. Can I at least explain? Please let me explain."

Tears begin to fall down your cheeks as you say, "Explain what, Drew? That you are seeing another women behind my back? I'm sorry that I get called into work so often that I'm never here when you are. I'm sorry that you probably feel alone and upset when I get called into work. I don't know what else I can do to be around when you want me to."

Drew looks upset as he says, "Y/N, she's a friend that was helping me with a present fer ya."

You say, "By sending you almost naked pictures of herself in basically see through lingerie? That's a present for me? I call bullshit."

He says, "It's the truth! She likes t'mess with me sometimes, especially because you're not around. She thinks I'm deprived of sex, that's why she sent the flirty text. That's all."

A part of you wants to believe him, but you don't.

"Bullshit," you say. "I'm tired of being treated like this, Drew. I'm a second choice when it comes to you. I'm always second after that title or I'm always second after Sheamus. I'm always second, and now I'm second to her."

Drew shakes his head and says, "Ya have never been a second choice t'me, love."

"I always am!" you yell. "It's been like this for months. Since you've won that title, you push me aside like nothing and worry more about that belt than you do me! I threw myself into work, got a promotion, and now I'm never home because of my job."

Your husband says, "Ya are saying ya're a second choice t'me when ya are the one that's never home. I don't know why ya'd be surprised if I actually cheated."

That hits you, hard. Like a punch to the gut.

"That's my damn job," you say. "That's how I make a living. When I married you, I had to get used to you never being home. Now when it's your turn to getting used to me never being home, and instead you go out and cheat on me just to have company."

Something snaps inside Drew and he says, "Fine, yes, I cheated, but she doesn't mean anything t'me like you do."

The truth has finally come out, and it hurts worse than you thought. Maybe it wouldn't have hurt as much if he didn't try to hide it from you.

You stare at the man who claimed he loved you and you say, "I can't believe you. The whole time you're away with WWE and I stayed loyal to you but when it comes to me, when I'm five minutes away for my job instead of across the country, you can't stay loyal to me."

Drew says, "Yer never here!"

"That doesn't give you an excuse to put your dick in someone else!" you shout back.

The two of you stare down each other before Drew says, "I never slept with her. It was a few kisses and a few dinners. I could never do that t'ya."

Before you can stop it, you say, "I hate you."

Drew looks down and nods, accepting that this is happening.

It's quiet between the two of you before Drew says, "I'll go stay with, uh, Sheamus and give ya some space. Ya can come talk t’me when ya're ready."

You watch as he packs a bag.

"You did this to yourself," you say. "I hope you know that."

Drew says, "I know that, and I'm sorry."

Part of you doesn't want him to go but you can't stand to look at him. So you don't stop him from walking out the door.

***

Drew's POV

She didn't believe me. She never would have believed me, no matter how much I tried to explain to her that Diane was just a friend. Diane does love to tease me about sex because she knows Y/N is never around.

I've never slept with her, I've never kissed her, but I have taken her out to dinner as a thank you for helping me with this gift. It was a gift. Was because it's not anymore since she probably doesn't want anything from me anymore.

Tears run down my face as I drive. Not to Sheamus' place that he shares with Cesaro, but to the bar.

I need to feel numb. So when I get there, I order the strongest drink they have. I chug it down and ask for another one.

It doesn't take me long to get drunk. I can usually hold my alcohol but tonight, I just let go and I don't bother pacing myself like I usually would.

My cell starts to ring and I answer it before noticing who it is. "Hello?" I say, accent thick and voice slurred.

"Drew, buddy," Sheamus says on the other line. "Where ya at? Y/N called to see if ya were here but ya're not so where are ya?"

Y/N called. Of course she called. Even when she hates me she has to check to make sure I'm okay.

I glance around the bar and I say, "I am at a bar. I can't find a name but I'm very drunk since my wife thinks I cheated on her."

Sheamus asks, "Diane?"

I sigh and say, "Yeah. She decided to tease me again about not getting laid and sent me a picture of her in Y/N'a present t'mess with me."

The line is quiet before Sheamus asks, "Does Y/N know this?"

"She never believed me when I told her," I say, my voice cracking slightly. "So I might have told her that I actually cheated when I didn't."

Sheamus says, "Drew McIntyre, I know ya didn't tell ya wife that ya cheated on her because that's what she wanted to hear."

I shout into the phone, "She didn't believe me when I was telling her the truth so I thought that it might be easier just to rebuild the relationship from scratch and let her build her trust again."

It's quiet before Sheamus says, "I'm coming t'get ya and ya're staying with me and Cesaro."

"Whatever," I say, hanging up the phone.

My mind wanders to Y/N and how much I actually hurt her by saying how I cheated when I didn't.

What a situation I've put myself in. I don't know how to get out of it.

—

tags: @drewmcintyrekoccsrocbwdgfan

[jojoreadwhat]

I'll pick you up when you're getting down. | b.h. x fem!reader

prompt; fem!reader is dealing with her time of the month and Ben is just too sweet.

words; 1.2k

this tale includes a ton of fluffiness and love.

inspiration;

You listened to the drizzling weather outside your window, the Telly had been turned off in frustration shortly ago. As you have been lying in bed all day, finally having enough of it. Unfortunately having no choice but stay wrapped in the sheets. Feeling weak and tired.

You groaned into your pillow for the millionth time this hour from the sharp pains grinding in your uterus. Your time of the month arrived today and you haven't had a restful moment since. It's been hell, from so close to eating Midol like candies and trying many unsuccessful positions to relieve them. To finally now lying with a firm pillow under your stomach, watching the droplets dance over the window aimlessly. The sound soothing you as you pulled the duvet tighter around yourself.

Beginning to feel your eyes become heavy until a light knock on the door startled you.

"Baby?" Ben called in quietly, you couldn't budge, the pain still unbearable to do so. You slightly groaned in response.

Ben was finally home from a year of being away filming. He had gotten home two days ago, you had planned to spend the day out together after the last two were cooped up inside. Your eyes moved to the clock on the nightstand before rolling them. In disbelief how time had moved as it neared the evening hours now. The whole day completely wasted. You sighed heavily, more in disappointment from it all.

You didn't know he had even entered the room until the smell of cinnamon grazed the rim of your nose, and a light thud of a bag being placed on the nightstand on his side. Shortly then beginning to feel the bed dip as he climbed into it.

Ben’s hand immediately resting on the small of your back. You moved your head to face his as he lied next to you. He smiled, moving the strands that had fell from your bun to behind your ear. Leaning in close close to kiss your forehead, as you hummed into the feeling.

"How are you feeling, baby girl?" His raspy, thick accent broke through. His thumb rubbing the side of your temple, you sighed, closing your eyes for a second.

"Like shit." You replied, miserably. Opening them back up slowly, smirking when a little flutter flew in your stomach from Ben’s chuckle followed with an 'Awe.' At first being very gentle about pulling you closer to him with his strong arm. But you reassured soon after when you removed the pillow under your stomach and moved closer into him.

"You poor baby," He pressed, feeling him inhale your hair as he lied with you. Rubbing his hand over your back, waiting for the rumbling pain to settle again from the adjustment. "I am being a baby." You mumbled into his chest. He shook his head,

“That’s quite alright, I’ll take care of you.” kissing your hair.

“I went and got you a few things." Pulling away in the slightest.

You raised your brow at the blonde, green eye, plump lipped englishman. Surprised that he even left the house, as he was still in a white shirt and joggers from this morning.

His hair still a little messy too, which all you could was smile about. "You did?" You questioned, watching his lips curl as he nodded.

"Can you try and sit up for me love?" He asked, "You've been laying quite a bit." The thought already made you feel uneasy. But Ben sat up first, his hand still steady on your back as you rose and sat up on your crossed feet.

"I heard cinnamon tea is good for the cramping," He began, again. Ben turned to the nightstand after, grabbing a hold of the big mug. Carefully handing it to you, and you taking a sip of it. You watched a proud Ben reach towards the nightstand again, grabbing a plastic bag.

He sat it in the middle of you both, beginning to pull out what he found. "I got you some more meds," he began, pulling out a blue little box. "A heating pad, I saw you were running out of these." He added, you giggled at the array of pads and tampon purchases.

"How did you know what to get?" You asked, taken back by all the things he picked up. Ben smiled, "I googled it." Looking at the back of the heating pads packaging. His eyes squinted, focused at the directions. All officiant and concerned. It was adorable, you were so grateful for him being so caring, even with it dampening the day.

"Well, thank you." You said, stirring the spoon in your mug. "Sorry about all of this." You added, "You know our failed plans and such."

Ben looking up at you when you did, "No no, baby. Don't be." He reassured, placing down the box. "I just want you to feel better." He said, then. His hands meeting your knees.

"Besides I've got a surprise for you downstairs." He mentioned, your eyes widened, "Really? What is it?!" Surprised by the sudden excitement overcoming of you. Ben just beamed back, "You'll see, you'll see." He said, then. "First we got to figure out how this works." Holding up the heating pad again.

++

After Ben helped you with the heating pad before leaving you alone to 'set everything up'. You decided to freshen up for whatever he had planned. Some clean tights, one of Ben’s cozy sweatshirts. Standing in front of your mirror as you fixed your messy bun.

You were applying some lip balm when Ben came into the bathroom, "You look comfy." He smiled, pulling you into a hug. You wrapped your arms around him, taking in his musk scent before kissing his chin. Smiling, "So do you." Noticing that he changed his shirt to a sweater as well.

"Are you ready?" He asked, you nodded quickly. Eager to know since he never gave you a hint about anything that he had in mind. He smiled, "Good good, cause it's ready." Taking you by the hand and leading you to the hallway of your apartment.

Ben led you down the steps, stopping at the last one. "Alright, I need you to close your eyes babe." He commanded, you obliged as Ben now stood behind you, having you lead the way. The walk from the steps to the living room wasn't too far usually, but it was as the anticipation grew.

Suddenly you both came to a stop, "Go ahead." He motioned and you opened your eyes to an amber glow. Coming from an abundance of blankets, layered into a fort. You gasped, "Benny!" You turned to him, immediately wrapping your arms around his neck.

"You did this for me?" You questioned, he smiled, wrapping his arms tightly around you. "Only for you." Kissing you before he told you to head inside. You did, crawling into the cave full of pillows and blankets. Aligned with twinkled lights, and snacks and drinks everywhere. A little laptop set up with a tiny stack of dvds. Frankie, Ben and now yours puppy, cuddled up waiting. It was perfect.

Ben followed after you, laying next to you after stacking some pillows for himself. "So, First season of The Office?" He offered, you nodded, watching him place it into the drive and settle back with you. Pulling you into his side, you kissed his cheek and he chuckled.

"You okay?" He asked, you smiled, relaxing more into him. Feeling so lucky. "Much better" You replied, listening to the theme begin to play. Snuggling up closer.

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