#its fabulous and i need more people to go insane about it with

[transgender-rex]

Non leverage mutuals I'm sorry but also have you considered... Watching leverage? 👀

[cbk1000]

Hello, it's me, back with more of the vet fic sequel (yes I know it has a proper title now; yes I will continue to always and only refer to it as 'the vet fic').

He did not have a fabulous time, because people, including the one he had very clearly arrived with, began to dance all round him, and when jibes would not bring him into their midst, Merlin tried champagne. Arthur of course was not a lightweight; but he was not as hefty as he could have been. There was a little sizzling in his head after one glass, and a kind of creeping insanity, which thought that it might have been possibly a very little nice, to kiss Merlin all round his dumb face. He was currently in solemn consultation with a little boy over his hamster, who was called George, and had prompted a visit to the table with the vet, not because there was anything wrong with him, but because it was felt that Merlin needed to know about him. Merlin had taken off his jacket, likely because it was hampering his barbarity, which Arthur had barely tamed with the product which already four hours later was losing that hard-going battle. His hair was breaking out in little ringlets along his brow, and the piece at his nape which Arthur might have nuzzled, with more champagne in him, and less people round them, was kicking up off his neck. He had his hands clasped on the table, and was nodding along seriously to a rundown of George’s colour, age, temperament, and the time he had got his ball stuck under a wheelbarrow when the boy suddenly stopped extolling his whiskers, and said to Merlin, “By the way, who’s he?”

‘He’ was Arthur, who had been sitting across from him for five minutes before his presence had registered.

“That’s Arthur.”

“Who’s Arthur?” the boy asked; not, naturally, to Arthur himself, but to the keeper of all knowledge animalis.

“My boyfriend.”

“I thought boys had girlfriends?”

“Some of them have girlfriends, some of them have boyfriends.”

“Oh, ok,” said the boy, and then: “Why did the mother and father hamster never tell their babies a bedtime story?”

“Why?” Merlin asked.

“Because they didn’t have any tales!”

“Well, do you know why hamsters are afraid to get on sailing boats?” Merlin asked, after laughing appropriately lengthily at a small child’s bad joke.

“No.”

“They’re afraid of pi-rats,” Merlin confided in a whisper.

Arthur like any rational man was still suspicious of children, who like anything that small have to get by on their cunning; but seeing that Merlin was with the boy the way he was with animals, he felt (and this was not entirely his fault, since he was on his second glass of champagne) that same striking impulse for love which has always saved the race from ruin. As a sober man he would have been embarrassed at himself; but as a slightly pissed one, he put his chin in his hands and stared at Merlin not unlike the child was doing. They were both looking at him like dogs, full of stupid loyalty, and love; and Merlin, looking back at him, suddenly flashed the dimples unbearably, so that Arthur could see he had showed them in the same helpless feeling with which Arthur was receiving them. He was never very sure in his love, of where he stood in its estimation. For him it was a thing which he could never be sure of having, but which he could be sure of losing. But Merlin’s whole face was lit up with it across the table, with the small boy for witness. He was just unabashedly doing it, where anyone could see he was smitten.

Then someone else came round to ask Merlin why their cat went, “Bleugh” and the boy was taken off for his nap by his mother, and the look was turned away from him, though he kept it safe, and warm in his throat. 

“You’re slightly pissed, aren’t you?” Merlin asked when they were alone once more.

“No,” Arthur said, which for some reason prompted a laugh.

“Yes you are, you big numpty. Want to go for a walk and have a bit of a drunken snog? I’ll catch up to you real quick. What, did you have a whole entire glass by yourself?”

“Two whole entire glasses,” Arthur replied crisply.

[yujeong]

The outfits of Pete - Some Observations

You know, as I was reading @blackwatervial's post about "The Pete Show" ep 3 which is this one here, my focus stayed on her comment about Pete's party clothes and them being mostly black and white. So, I decided to check them all again + every other instance he wears civilian clothes, to notice them and come to my own conclusions. So, we start with the first instance which is his first time at Hum Bar, ep 3:

The difference of the colors + the pattern pop off the screen, making the black and white - along with the dark blue jeans - super evident. Tbh I see this as his exterior being in complete contrast to his interior (his nuanced mentality VS his life which is in absolutes).

The second instance is in ep 5, again when the gang goes to Hum Bar:

Pls excuse my shitty screenshots, I wanted to capture the totality of the outfit as much as possible. Here it's also very black and white, with the white popping way more than the black, even though he's mostly wearing black pieces of clothing (his T-shirt underneath + his dark blue jeans + his shoes, which are the same converse as the first outfit). I love this because during this scene Vegas arrives on his bike, wearing only black clothes so they contrast each other. What I find interesting in this outfit though are the words/phrases on the white shirt he's wearing on top - or at least the ones I managed to read: - Embrace the ocean waves, and - Reclaim the Sea

Something something, accept what cannot be changed? The inevitability of your life conditions? Idk, I'll leave this to the smart people in the fandom to figure out. Another instance in civilian clothes is my beloved condom scene in ep 6:

Here we don't see the full outfit but we can understand that he's wearing a jean blue shirt and a white T-shirt beneath, again playing with the black and white aesthetic, which is emphasized due to the minimum lightning of the scene. What I found very interesting is that the jean shirt has a painting on its back, which unfortunately I don't know the origins of. It may be a famous painting or just sth random but I love how you can distinguish a door and a window there. It's on his back too, incredible symbolism and all that, you get the gist. Next up, ep 7 in which we have 2 outfits. The first one was during Don's mission:

Here we see some color variation in the form of beige(?) but still, it's black and white. I like how it's mostly light colors/white here, since he's on a mission and is supposed to be as discreet as possible to not alarm Don's men - though that failed immediately because he's the only one they check because he seemed new lol. The second outfit is at the party, after the successful Don mission:

The second picture is here because he looks amazing, LOOK AT HIS BEAUTY I CAN'T- So, yeah, anyway, the black is back. And I find the choice interesting because it's the first (almost) all black outfit he has worn in the entire show so far, besides his uniform. Maybe it's his subconscious way of blending into the dark background, bodyguard mode activated? Who knows? It sure is interesting to think about though. Now, in regards to this outfit, one thing that a beautiful Tumblr post mentioned is the T-shirt he wears underneath:

It says "Youth" and he wears it at the end of the show too, which is insane to me. More on that, later. So, here we go, ep 9 temple scene:

God, I love this scene for so many reasons. The pattern of dark - light is still present, though this time it's dark blue instead of black, while Vegas wears black clothes with some white popping out from his fabulous witch shirt. I really like the contrast of the colors between them and how you can kind of get the vibes of the scene just from their outfits alone. NOW, here we go. Ep 13, Hum Bar scene:

Black and white pattern again, my beloved. I need to mention sth which might be only me and my blindness to things BUT I feel it's possible: This is the only outfit so far in which the colors kind of blend and aren't separate; specifically, the black bleeds into the white, it isn't distinct from it like his previous outfits. Hmm, wonder what this could mean for his character post Vegas. Curious. Last but definitely not least, ep 14, hospital scene:

FUCK, I love this outfit so much. It's such a beautiful combination and I can't get enough of Pete's beauty. The most striking thing to me is that, even though this contrast of dark and light he always wore outside of work still exists here, it seems so well blended together in contrast to before. The colors compliment each other and the end result is so pleasant to the eyes. It's like the clothes are trying to explain that Pete is finally at peace with himself and where he is, he is being his true self. And wearing the "Youth" T-shirt here with all the symbolism the word provides, a T-shirt he wore in the only situation he confronted Vegas flirting Porsche dead on as a bodyguard of Kinn. Ugh, I could spend hours thinking about it. Yeah, so, those are all the outfits. I didn't add the ones he was wearing at night as pyjamas or at the safehouse because I wanted to focus on the civilian side of things, what he wore outside of his role as a bodyguard (and at the safehouse it's not like he was wearing anything haha). Hope someone smarter than me manages to analyze his clothes one day. It's super interesting to think about.

[winderlylandchime]

Hello, how are you today? I am coming here with a story about my brother from today, the second it happened I thought of you guys. For context: my neighbor is throwing a Halloween party today and of course my brother waited till today to find a costume. And yours truly (by that I mean my brother) has decided that he will go dressed as….Brian Kinney, that’s right. Is anyone even surprised? But he couldn’t decide what outfit to wear. So he picked between a black tank top and jeans (but it was too basic so no), jeans with a fun button up and a leather jacket (his inspo was when Brian got arrested) or a suit because duh. However he didnt have any clothes for it so he forced me to take him to a thrift store this morning. He did find a black suit, black button up and a nice red tie BUT when we were almost out the door he saw a white scarf (just a normal one not a silk one unfortunately) and he went back and bought it because that was a ‘sign to be Brian at prom’ (minus the tie, that got forgotten the second he saw a scarf). Then we went to another store to check it out because he wanted to have another look since he wants to do costume changes. That’s were I remembered I can’t take him with me in public. First of: the plan was to try and find a leather jacket but sadly he didn’t find any, however while i was browsing, i heared him call me and i go to find him and he’s holding a robe up. It’s like a “silk” black robe. And he goes ‘THIS IS IT! This is my costume change’ and I’m staring at him in confusion bc huh? And he goes, ‘wait here’ and runs off to some shelves and comes back with a mug and goes ‘imagine this is a coffee pot’ and then he puts the robe on and in a bad acting does a Brian impression and goes ‘fuck groups’ *looks at me and since im silently confused (it took me a second, forgive me) he very annoyed goes* you’re supposed to say “i thought you did” (i repeat it) and he goes ‘occasionally but its by invitation only’ and then he goes ‘THIS IS MY SECOND COSTUME. Im gonna look fabulous’ And then it happened: we were browsing around the store just to pass the time and we were separated! I need this to be on the record! We were NOT together when this happened otherwise it wouldn’t have happened. Out of nowhere through the speakers i hear an announcement ‘(his name) to register 3, i repeat (his name) to register 3’ and im confused because what did he do now? So i go to register 3 and see people waiting in line and my brother BEHIND THE REGISTER! And he spots me and just kind of shrugs and looks at the people and then completely unfazed goes ‘my apologies but I just started so give me a sec’ and he is trying to figure out what to do (you know how you wave your hands around a hot stove to try and touch it to check if its hot? That was him trying to figure out how anything there works) and im rushing towards him to stop him CAUSE DUH!! But I’m a bit away and there’s people in the way so it’s taking me longer than id like. And then a guy in a vest pops up before me and he looks at my brother and goes ‘what are you doing?’ And he goes ‘they told me to go to register 3, so here I am. What about you?’ and the guy looks at him like he’s dumb and he points to his name tag that shows they have the same name and my brother does the finger guns at him and goes ‘oooookay that makes A LOT more sense, my bad man.’ And then just casually goes to the back of the line to buy his stuff. AND IM MORTIFIED! And when we got to the front he waved and went ‘me again, you’re much better at this than i was’ and somehow by the end they were friends. I kept apologizing to the guy and he was like ‘no worries, i mean this is a first but it’s funny so don’t worry’ INSANE BEHAVIOR!

Anyway, his plan for today is to go to the party in a robe with a coffee pot bc he’s Brian Kinney when he just woke up and then disappear and make a big entrance in a suit with a white scarf bc he’s Brian Kinney at prom. And when I pointed out that no one will know his costumes, he, in a very shocked but nice way went ‘but…i thought all your friends are gay?’ That did make me laugh ngl. I’ll let you know how it went.

Oh my god. This is too funny.

He’s dressing up as a character from a 20 year old TV show that most people aren’t familiar with and he’s doing costume changes! I’m surprised he hasn’t tried to get you to dress up like Justin 😂

Ngl. The silk robe plus coffee carafe is inspired.

And then he just starts working at the thrift store? No questions asked. They paged me so I went. Certified iconic but also insane behavior.

Happy Halloween to you & your brother! 🎃👻

[soraka-in-warhammer40k]

Angelus Exterminatus by Graham McNeil

I think this one is the perfect example of what makes the Horus Heresy books unique: the book doesn't give a shit even if you have the outcome spoiled already. In most cases, people who are 20+ volumes deep into the series are aware of how things will end. The only question is the "how" and here's where a number of curious twists and developments come in.

We all know Fulgrim will achieve his goal - although the road to it was a lot more bumpy than he would have wished. We all know that Peturabo would make it out, albeit somewhat damaged in his health, and he draws the completly wrong conclusion from it. Like, he was so, so close to realize that all his traitor brothers were egomanical shitheads only caring for their own agenda, and his takaway is "alright, they all suck but HORUS will at least appreciate me" - which for one speaks of the man's maipulative capabilities but dang Perty you were SO close to getting it.

Generally this book is mostly about Peturabo and his boys, with the secondary role being the imperial remants of Istvan V trying to do something at least. There's also some Eldar fuckery on the side, indicating that the Heresy in its details was not entirely a human affair - but the true antagonists here are Fulgrim and the Emperor's Children.

The true genius of this book is that while Peturabo is a bitter, paranoid, strict, and all around unpleasant person to be around with, who's mood swings can get him to beat whatever poor soul just screwed up to death, he is the perfect vehicle to unload all that shittiness on those who deserve it - and oh boy do Fulgrim and his bois Fabulous Bill and Lucius the Walking Taunt Spell try their utmost hardest to deserve it.

Generally the Iron Warriors are uncompromising assholes, but you can't help by sympathize with them given the absolute insanity they need to put up with the Emperor's Children. One is a military formation following orders, the other is a bunch of insane chaos cultists. At least decision of the Iron Warriors to join Horus has a bit of rationality to it, they were entirely unaware of the warp-madness going on in the background by the time they picked a side.

Also: poor Forrix, that guy definetly did not deserve all the shit coming his way. Generally his three commanders are in bad spot, but he's had it so rough that even Peturabo internally in the end is like "wow, mood".

[psplf]

#Btw before anyone says 'ooooh that's not very insane relationship drama' this is just a summary. They for sure had more shit going down#I simply cannot see far enough into their universe to know the details

I've been gifted visions into their universe, so here's my version of what I'm seeing! I'm speaking my truth about them!! Hope you like ;)

...

The band started all thanks to Danny.

He convinced his father to let him play his guitar all those years ago, and never put it down since. He soon became one of the best guitar players this side of the tristate area. Yet, he almost lost his way when he couldn't find members for his band. It should've been easy! It was, but he couldn't find people that were created from the heart, the soul. Ones that spoke out and searched for more in their world, those who wanted to play music and feel it underneath their skin and share that with the rest of the world.

He knew Sherman was perfect for it the moment he met him.

The first time he heard Sherman play was one night in their Sophomore year. He had stumbled across the music building late at night when he was returning from a late night study session. There was a deep beat rumbling through those thick walls. It coursed straight into veins and called him. It led him towards that small supposedly soundproof booth tucked away in the basement. And there was Sherman, playing the loudest and craziest he's ever done. All because he got a C on his exam, the first one he's ever gotten, and he wasn't taking it well.

Danny was the charmer, even more so than Bobbi, much to his chagrin. Danny was the one that talked his way through anything. Yet, when it came to Sherman, his tongue seemed to have a mind of his own, catching and slipping against his teeth incomprehensible sounds that barely resembled words.

Somehow he was able to convince Sherman despite his mind going blank in his presence. He promised to help Sherman study to make up for his bad grade. He promised to be there for him no matter what. He might not be the smartest man when it came to school, but he exceptionally excelled at statistics. The numbers resembled music notes to him, composing into a complete song in the mind. Sherman promised that if Danny got him that A on the next exam, then he'd play in his band. Sherman didn't think it was possible, but it turns out that Danny was the perfect teacher, and Sherman quickly aced the next exam.

Danny and Sherman get closer and closer over their time as bandmates. When they weren't practicing or performing, they studied, rocked out, and hung out together.

Sherman was always the nerd, quiet and shy despite his talent at drumming, and Danny was his first friend that liked being around him, which he'll always be grateful for. His presence brought other people that wanted to hang out with him, without Danny being his friend, Sherman doubts his ability in surviving in college. Though Danny would greatly disagree Sherman wouldn't have been able to do it without him. Sherman was finally getting the recognition in how great and kind he was, still is, and Danny merely helped bridge that gap for people.

It was only the two of them for a while, performing with temporary bandmates, performing at small local dives and bars, until a Mr. Bobbi Fabulous caught wind of their growing fame. Bobbi was one of the most popular students on campus. With the influence and prestige that could rival royalty, Danny didn't question it when he wanted to join their band.

A perfect addition to their little growing band.

No one else had shown the potential Bobbi had. His talent was promising, much like him, it shined brighter than the sun, and even brighter than the other previous bass players that had applied. Most didn't have the right vibe and drive.

Bobbi had that, though his ego often got in the way, and sure, that would lead to their downfall eventually, at least that's what Danny wanted to believe, the band needed its obligatory selfish member. What was a band without one?

In hindsight, Danny should've thought about it more, but their band needed another member, and he couldn't find anyone who was better than Bobbi.

Sherman wasn't sure about Bobbi at first. He was comfortable with just him and Danny performing together. The intimacy of singing into one mic, breath and sweat mixing in a haze of blazing energy under those bright, flashing lights of their future, glimmering in the audience and back at them. A myriad of symphonies that thunder out into his heart and soul.

Yet, Sherman accepted the change, if only to see Danny smile more. He wasn't enough for Danny, he had long since accepted that, but if it meant that Danny was happy then he'd gladly accept what was given to him. As long as he was able to stay next to him and continue to be his friend for years to come.

love handel probably had the most insane relationship drama i know this in my heart

[thezoeydiaries]

ENTRY #7

Hey people,

It's 12:53AM, and I have been working for the past hour like a lunatic. I was in a very stressful situation, earning a phone call to my work bestie - Jade just to rant and blow off some steam.

I love the people I work with in production, but it's not always cupcakes and rainbows, if anything it's more coffee and the feeling of impending doom waiting to be unleashed at any given time. (Okay fine, that was exaggerated) But in reality, my line of work puts much pressure on employees like me and my colleagues.

There's a lot to unpack here, but the best example I could give you of my work dynamic is the plot of The Devil Wears Prada. Except it's with less fashionable people (but equally fabulous nonetheless). Instead of getting Miranda Priestly — I work with people who are closer to my age and have a different view on work relationships than the old-fashioned "I'm your boss and I'm going to ruin your life" narrative (Oh thank God it's 2024, and a good year for some character development).

I love the people I work with in production, they're actually one of the reasons why I could even stand this job. I don't want to sound like any other 20-something-year-old, ranting about how she hates her job and wishes she could quit but can't for reasons a, b, and c. But the thing is, as glamorous as it does sound working for TV Production, it's just as hectic and stressful as any other corporate job (maybe even more tbh). I hear my peers who work outside of my industry say that my workload is insane and that it's definitely not for everyone. And I agree with that, so many newbies in the company just come and go (not even staying for 3 months) because it gets too much too soon, especially on bad days. And as for my batch, we're already considered the seniors in the program since we've lasted for more than a year (which comes as a surprise to others, because on the regular —most employees last between a few weeks to only 3 months).

I get it, working in TV is not like your typical job and requires so much more out of you than the regular employee. We don't get to clock out, and we don't have the privilege to enjoy holidays or weekends. We only get free time when all our deliverables are done, but we can only do so much in so little time that before we even know it —we're already starting another production week for the next airing. So now that I've painted that picture, let me take you back to the present time.

I was ranting on the phone with Jade about a very common issue in our job and that's the hassle of scheduling the shoots. Just because one has a shoot, doesn't exempt him/her from her other duties to attend like weekly meetings for pitching and post morts (especially for other programs). You have to find a way to make things work for you because each show is like an independent company — they have no business with each other, therefore, they act like the other doesn't exist. So when you're in the middle of scheduling tasks, meetings, and shoots, they will not coddle you just to accommodate the other show. It's either you find a way to be there and fulfill your obligations, or you're not doing your job right. (Even if they schedule meetings at the same time, it doesn't mean it's okay for you to present in one and absent in the other). So whatever it takes, even if you need to split yourself in half, you do it.

And right as I finished my task for the night, there was a sudden shift in my mood. I felt like I was in a higher vibration all of a sudden. It was so noticeably different how I was ranting and in a bad mood one minute, and I was grateful and content the next. It was so unusual that it prompted me to write this blog right now. I don't know what it is, but I have a very good feeling that better days are coming. I can really feel like a good change is on its way, and I feel like I will be receiving blessings upon blessings.

I am just in a good mood despite the heaping amount of work I know I have to get into really early in the morning. I don't know if this is like a preview or a sign that things are finally going to go my way, but I just can't shake off the sense of relief, the overwhelming joy, and the hope that things are finally going to turn for the better.

So I guess the only goal of this blog is to remind you that even if things are not going in your favor, in a split-second God can change it all around and you will be grateful.

Till next time my loves!

Love and light,

Zoey na randomly optimistic

[inkykeiji]

okok so i pretty much only watch bnha dubbed (bc i just prefer most of their voices for some reason) but i saw what u said ab shiggy’s sub va so i looked it up and oh my god i’m stunned…… boutta switch over to sub just to hear him

RIGHT THO?????????? RIGHT???????????????? his voice is insane like if i could i would have this man call me every single night and just read the fucking phone book to me his voice is glorious <3

[vroomvroommbtch]

When I got in this insane F1 mess I started rooting for Mclaren because of Danny but also they looked like the less shitty team on the grid. They looked like this family vibe and I went with it because Dan seemed happy and comfortable there even when he was having a really shitty time. I went with it because they were supporting him even when it all looked like shit. Then Monza happened and I decided to ignore all the shit everyone was saying because Dan was happy. But this year is like seeing a movie we all already saw last year and its a fucking nightmare. I know the conversation between Dan and Tom wasn’t just Tom asking about the car instead of asking if Dan was okay. I know it was cut and that it was longer but this is more complicated than this. This is about Zak acting like Dan is shit when the car is shit. They are acting like Lando is doing fabulous and fighting for the championship and being on podiums when we need to be thankful if he mades it to Q3 and he can’t go past P6. They have a shitty car and they can’t even recognize that instead of blaming one of their drivers for the lack of performance and putting the other on a pedestal for getting one miraculous podium and some ridiculous points. I really really wanted to defend them but for fuck’s sake I can’t do it anymore. And no, I’m not blaming Lando for any of this shit, I just blaming the team and the way they’re handling things. Anyway, I really REALLY hope Dan gets to be on another team where he can finally get a decent car because that’s what he deserves instead of people saying he should retire. I really want him to be on a competitive car owning those fucking streets and showing everyone how he never left.

[nemesyaaa]

( actually me PRAYING to get a boyfriend like this.)

“what’s all the fuss about this new girl on the island?” rafe took a swig from his beer, drawing both topper and kelce’s attention almost immediately. ���for starters, she’s like insanely pretty,” kelce started, “i don’t know her name, but she’s already running around figure eight with the socialites.” he raised his eyebrows as topper butted in. “i heard she speaks spanish,” he added, “where do you think she’s from?” topper and kelce started throwing out names of different countries while rafe started forming his own thoughts. THSM FOR ADDING THE KOOK TRIO.I REALLY LOVE TOPPER AND KELCE PRESENCE !!

“what’s all the fuss about this new girl on the island?” rafe took a swig from his beer, drawing both topper and kelce’s attention almost immediately. “for starters, she’s like insanely pretty,” kelce started, “i don’t know her name, but she’s already running around figure eight with the socialites.” he raised his eyebrows as topper butted in. “i heard she speaks spanish,” he added, “where do you think she’s from?” topper and kelce started throwing out names of different countries while rafe started forming his own thoughts. LMFAOO RAFE PRETENDING TO NOT BE INTERESTED OR CONCERNED LMFAOO GONNA DIE. TOPPER AND KELCE LOOK LIKE THE TWINS IN ALICE IN WONDERLAND ( ITS A COMPLIMENT )

people moved to and from the island all the time, so while rafe didn’t think much of the whole ‘new girl’ thing, he couldn’t help but wonder what it was about you that had literally everyone talking. all he knew was that you were attractive and could speak another language. he heard some guys at the country club raving about you the day before, and now his friends. was it the way you dressed? your hair? the way you walked? he needed to find out now. WKDKEKEKEE MAN YOU WHIPPED

“do you know where i could find her?” rafe interrupted kelce and topper mid argument. “uhm.. i don’t know? remember that house for sale right there by the shore? i think that’s the one she moved into.” topper looked confused as rafe stood up. “where are you going?” he followed him outside. “i have to see what the hype is about, man.” rafe was already in his truck before topper yelled out a ‘can i go too?!’ FJKDE YOU MAKE RAFE EVEN HOTTER I THINK. HE'S SUCH A COMEDIAN PLEASE

rafe was always the one to denounce something as ‘overhyped’ but he felt like the entire island talking about and praising you just wasn’t enough. you needed your own billboard. oblivious to the fact that you had looked up at him from your spot in the driveway, he closed his mouth as you smiled at him, your perfectly manicured fingers sending him a flirty wave. that was the cherry on top. rafe had gotten down and was about to approach you before a car full of girls drove up. DKZKDKEE WHY I LOVE ALL YOUR DYNAMICS WITH RAFE X READER. I'M NOT A LATINA BUT THAT WAS SO FABULOUS. CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MORE OF THEM

for latina!kook!reader can you write her being new to the island and rafe always hears people talk about the new girl and he dosent think anything of it until he actually sees her and she’s this latina goddess and rafe swears he’s never seen a more beautiful woman and he instantly knows he has to have her?please and thank you i love your fics!!💘💘

also maybe this is kind of inspired by the song “sensacion del bloque” so maybe you can base it off that song🙈

only if you want of course!! no pressure<3

warnings: stalker!rafe (lol), spanish wording but it’s translated!

a/n: i was obsessed with this song when i was little omg!! i’m so happy you love my fics anon <333

“what’s all the fuss about this new girl on the island?” rafe took a swig from his beer, drawing both topper and kelce’s attention almost immediately. “for starters, she’s like insanely pretty,” kelce started, “i don’t know her name, but she’s already running around figure eight with the socialites.” he raised his eyebrows as topper butted in. “i heard she speaks spanish,” he added, “where do you think she’s from?” topper and kelce started throwing out names of different countries while rafe started forming his own thoughts.

people moved to and from the island all the time, so while rafe didn’t think much of the whole ‘new girl’ thing, he couldn’t help but wonder what it was about you that had literally everyone talking. all he knew was that you were attractive and could speak another language. he heard some guys at the country club raving about you the day before, and now his friends. was it the way you dressed? your hair? the way you walked? he needed to find out now.

“do you know where i could find her?” rafe interrupted kelce and topper mid argument. “uhm.. i don’t know? remember that house for sale right there by the shore? i think that’s the one she moved into.” topper looked confused as rafe stood up. “where are you going?” he followed him outside. “i have to see what the hype is about, man.” rafe was already in his truck before topper yelled out a ‘can i go too?!’

rafe felt like a stalker going over to your house. he wasn’t going to get off or anything.. he just parked across the street and staked the place out as if he was playing detective. apart of him felt ridiculous for doing this in the first place. here he was, waiting to just catch a glimpse of you. “what the fuck am i doing?” he cursed to himself. just as he was about to turn the engine back on, you emerged from the front door.

“te estaré esperando en el frente— i’ll be waiting for you in the front.” you chirped into your phone. rafe heard you before he saw you, the sight stealing all the breath from his lungs. you were dressed up in a tight, embellished, mini dress, your hair and makeup done to the gods while your butterfly heels sparkled under the setting sun. your beauty was otherworldly, and rafe couldn’t take his eyes off.

rafe was always the one to denounce something as ‘overhyped’ but he felt like the entire island talking about and praising you just wasn’t enough. you needed your own billboard. oblivious to the fact that you had looked up at him from your spot in the driveway, he closed his mouth as you smiled at him, your perfectly manicured fingers sending him a flirty wave. that was the cherry on top. rafe had gotten down and was about to approach you before a car full of girls drove up.

you walked down the pavement, the purse on your shoulder swaying with your hips as you looked up at him. “tal vez la próxima vez— maybe next time.” you laughed, getting in the car before he watched you disappear at the end of street.

[theawkwardanglophile]

TheAwkwardAnglophile's Top 25 Favorite '80s Songs

I've been wanting to do this for a while, ranking my fave songs from the '80s, which is also my fave decade. I am a child of the '80s, so I did take nostalgia into account when deciding. It took forever to narrow everything down, and quite honestly, there are a ton of songs that could easily have made this list, but this is where it stands for now, and I'm posting it before I change my mind again. Enjoy!

25. All I Need- Jack Wagner: Just a perfect '80s pop song, really.

24. The Way You Make Me Feel- Michael Jackson: The way this song makes me feel is completely happy, plus it reminds me of Center Stage.

23. Get On Your Feet- Gloria Estefan: It's such a cheery bop and a true fave from childhood. Plus it reminds me of Parks and Rec (IYKYK).

22. Take On Me- A-ha: This one probably should be higher, but it doesn't have the childhood nostalgia attached to it. Still a great song!

21. Girl Can't Help It- Journey: I didn't discover this one until I was much older, but my love for it grows and grows, mainly because the last minute or so of it is LIIIIFE.

20. Can't Fight This Feeling- REO Speedwagon: GEEZ, this song is so good. I've applied it to many of my ships before because the feels are so strong.

19. Kyrie- Mr. Mister: I mean, how can you not love this one?

18. Magic- Olivia Newton-John: Is it cheesy? Sure. But I don't care. It is pure gold. It feels like childhood, and I never skip it when it comes up on a playlist.

17. Cool Night- Paul Davis: Another one deeply entrenched in childhood. When I hear this, I feel like I'm in the town I lived in until I was 5.

16. Shattered Dreams- Johnny Hates Jazz: Another perfectly crafted pop song.

15. Human Nature- Michael Jackson: Look, I love Billie Jean, Thriller, Beat It, etc. But I've heard them SO MUCH. This one never gets old for me. It's so smooth.

14. Walk Like an Egyptian- The Bangles: Just ridiculously fun.

13. Careless Whisper- Wham!/George Michael: What an epic '80s ballad. It's incredible.

12. True- Spandau Ballet: I feel if you asked a group of people to quickly name an '80s song, this would be one of the first ones to pop up. It's so classic.

11. Kokomo- The Beach Boys: Ok, this one is really special to me. It's super nostalgic. When this came out, my brother and I instantly gravitated to it, and not long after, we stayed at Caribbean Beach Resort at Disney World, and made up our own chorus to this song using the different places represented at the resort. We were dorks.

10. Cruising For Bruising- Basia: We made it to the top 10! Basia is highly underrated. I fell in love with this song when it first came out, and it's still wonderful to listen to.

9. Time After Time- Cyndi Lauper: Confession time. I'm actually not a huge Cyndi Lauper fan in general, but THIS song is just amazing. It's unique and insanely memorable.

8. (I've Had) The Time of My Life- Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes: I mean, yeah, it makes me think of Dirty Dancing, sure. But it ALSO makes me think of New Girl, which is more important to me. But before all of that, it was a childhood staple, and I still love it, maybe even more.

7. Never Gonna Give You Up- Rick Astley: Not going to rick-roll you here. I have truly loved this song ever since it came out. All of his stuff is great. Rick Astley is a gem.

6. Heart and Soul- T'Pau: I cannot get enough of this song. I crank it up so high. It's fabulous. And the band named themselves after a Vulcan on Star Trek? Yes, please.

5. Something About You- Level 42: This one just grabs me. I love its sound.

4. Everybody Wants To Rule the World- Tears For Fears: What an absolute gem of a song. Seriously. It's so good. Quintessential '80s.

3. Don't You (Forget About Me)- Simple Minds: This song is ICONIC. It's not one I heard as much when I was a kid, but I love it so much now. It's so big and sweeping and just DEFINES the '80s.

2. Africa- Toto: Is there anyone that hates this song? It's ok if you do. It just feels beloved by all. It never gets old to me, and just has a perfect '80s sound to it.

1. The Power of Love- Huey Lewis & the News: This will forever be my fave '80s song. It's perfect. I've always loved it, and when I'd hear it as a kid, it hit differently than any other song, like it had this larger-than-life quality to it. And it's also connected to my favorite '80s movie, Back To the Future.

And there you have it! Is your favorite on here? Do you completely disagree with the list and need to tell me? What would you have put on here? Let me know!

[riverdale-retread]

Riverdale S5 E14 (The Rabies Episode) - 5 Things I loved/ 3 Things to Consider.

Things I loved

1) What good are you? What do you even do? - I’m a writer! I tell stories!

I love the interesting and frankly, very funny thoughts that Riverdale the show keeps putting out about writing, the ethics of fiction, and how it feels to be a fiction creator through the character of Jughead.   The writers of Riverdale are describing us the viewers to be these overwhelming, demanding RATS (and as ‘customers’ of their product we are ‘King’)  that have trapped them in a tunnel (of the writer’s room? RAS, maybe you need to update their furniture?)  hollering at them to entertain us while they desperately try to tell us a story so we don’t kill them.  I hope this doesn’t court controversy but I was much more appeased by this depiction of me than the BBC Sherlock thing that portrayed its own fans as crazy pathetic loons.  Riverdale writers think we’re insane too, but they find us scary and they want to please us. Very gratifying. (I’m a happy customer.)

2)  Related:  I LOVED that Jughead is not a snob about genre.  Getting published and read by a lot of people is the point! I love that about him. So he did maybe learn something in his one year at college.

3) I loved the variation on ‘darkness’ and ‘dark hole’ that they worked out for each of Betty, Jughead and Archie.  It’s literal and metaphor (they can’t see where they’re going, they can’t easily escape, the air is close and poisoned, there’s danger in the dark hole and so on).  The literary dorkiness of the episode structure was fabulous. 

For Jughead it’s a mirror image replica of what happened to him before - Jughead falls into an abandoned subway tunnel via a sudden sinkhole that opens up underneath him during a period of life that’s supposed to be triumphant, exactly like how as he’d finally finished with high school and was about to embark on college like his dad always wanted, Betty took the security of his relationship with her away from him and he descended to a state of absolute homelessness in the bunker.  

For Archie, the boy who tried to be all the things everyone around him wanted him to be, becoming a miner comes about because someone else (Cheryl) wanted to defeat Hiram Lodge (which Archie is always up for) and all the other boys in his ‘gang’  are looking for economic opportunities and a group project (which Archie is also always up for).   

For Betty, the hubristic violent girl who denies how much she enjoys violence and always just goes wading into danger, the scale of the consequences she faces for her reckless brand of courage has gotten much more serious, because she’s an adult.  From having a serial killer (Hal, her father) very interested in her and then being in a game set up by a different serial killer (Penelope, her aunt by marriage), Betty’s ‘hole’ moment is to be the sole prey of a serial killer who will not grant her freedom of movement, and isn’t trying to make some sort of moral point or work out a piece of their own psychology.  TBK purely wants Betty to suffer and die  - there’s nothing for her to figure out with her intellect.

4)  I loved that the show firmly concludes that there is no talking and feeling your way through to somewhere better with a misogynist.  It’s not that misogynist women killers don’t know that women are people, that women have pasts and a right to live and all of that. They know. They like trampling on the thing that is precious and beautiful, and it’s fun for them to hurt women. This is very dark, but on really bad days I can fall into this thinking, and I felt seen.   Same goes for Alice giving into despair and advising Betty to just kill the bastard. I know how that feels too.

5)  This is another weird thing to love, but I love that Archie’s fundamental decency and kindness is not enough to overcome the weight of his war trauma.  And yet he’s capable when it comes to an emergency.  The tendency that Archie has to run towards the screaming is similar to what Kevin used to be like, and I admire this about him.  I very much appreciated that Eric and Uncle Fucking Frank and all the guys who down in the mine want Archie to get professional help for his problems.  

3 Things to Think About

a. Jughead never graduated from college.  So he set himself up for the social isolation and failure in New York City.  To have no job to go to, to have no cluster of acquaintances you can carry over from being students in the same institution for two to four years, or being a part of a religion, in a major city, is kind of dooming yourself to failure in this regard.  I’ve thought Jughead no longer wanted to go to college but had gone purely for FP (with whom he no longer speaks much) which is why he finds it so unrewarding.

b. Cheryl is an ‘author’ in the same way Jughead is, but she seems to see the darkest possible side of the people she ‘portrays’ and ‘frames’ which is in direct opposition to Jughead, who ‘writes’ people the way he wishes they could be, as their best selves.  Then he falls in love with his creation and believes in it so hard that he hallucinates his own subconscious and intuition in their image (Betty).

c. I’m very interested in the Jess-Jughead relationship.  When he goes to visit her after their breakup (when she still has his manuscript I think??) her apartment is well appointed and tidy.  So it’s Jughead that’s the slob, and Jessica was just vengefully matching him debris for debris.

[godzillagirl-14]

Wish Upon an Idol (Ch. 4)

Chapter 4 

Pairing: ot7 x reader 

Summary: The Bangtan boys have the ability to grant wishes (unbeknownst to you, the brand new addition to their friend group) So when you jokingly wish you had superpowers to “help the world in a way you knew how” what happens when wake up the next day with extraordinary abilities? 

Warnings: Drama, angst, a lot of action, smut, and a bad attempt at being humorous. 

Warnings for this chapter: Angst - anxiety attacks, reader is implied to be bisexual, crying, self doubt, reader is very frustrated- steamy make out session  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Word Count: 4,945

Taglist: @mischiefmakerliesmith5​ @snowythellama​ @namjoonsslutakakoreanmanswhore​ (If you want to be tagged just let me know) :) 

Hope you enjoy! 

You were angry. 

So so fucking angry as you stormed down the street. Your body temperature was skyrocketing and you felt something animalistic deep down in your core that made you want to turn on your heel and tear your boss apart. 

No. That’s not what these powers are for. 

Nodding along with your thoughts you tried to calm yourself, to will away the sparks at your fingertips, and to slow down the erratic beating of your heart. You were aware that many people had watched you break Jaehyun’s nose, watched you storm out of the cafe with you creative choice of words.

Scrub the leeches out of the devil’s asshole. You gave yourself some props, you got your point across that you would never want to be with someone who constantly disrespects your boundaries, even after you had told them to stop. Your heart was already taken anyway. 

What would the boys think? How would they react? 

You wondered what the boys would have done if they had witnessed you throwing that ferocious jab at your boss. Would they be proud that you finally stood up for yourself? Would they be disappointed? Would they regret giving you powers in the first place? 

Your heart dropped at the thought. Maybe your temper was too short for these powers. One wrong move and you could ruin someone’s life. Letting out a frustrated huff, you turned into a nearby alleyway. Your frustration and anger were building, leaving you feeling like a walking furnace. Leaning against a brick wall, you closed your eyes and thought of ways to cool yourself down. 

Icebergs, Antarctica, glaciers, ice cold water... Truth be told, you just wanted to find the nearest lake and plunge into it. That would help you clear your thoughts and help your get back to your neutral state. 

Pressing your cheek up against the cool surface of the building, you almost moaned out loud at the relieving sensation. Just a few more moments and you can walk home with a semi-clear head. 

“Well, isn’t this a pretty sight,” Ah shit. “What’s a pretty little thing doing out so late by herself?” un-fucking-believable. Rolling your eyes you turned your gaze to the voice at hand, sizing him up, doing very little to hide your agitation. 

“It’s 4:30 in the afternoon,” His eyebrows shot to his hairline at your snappy remark before he laughed coolly and you wanted nothing more than to swipe that smirk clean off his face. He reminded you of Jaehyun, just from his body language. It made you heat up all over again. 

“No need for hostilities,” he responded, slyly. “Just wanted to make sure you were alright. I was worried.” he placed him hand over his heart in an attempt to make him look more genuine, but you could see right through him. 

This guy’s bullshit smells worse than Jungkook’s sweaty gym socks.

“Oh, I’m sure you were,” you rolled your eyes, pushing yourself off the wall. “I appreciate the kind gesture, but if you could be so kind as to leaving me alone, that’d be fabulous.” just as you were about to walk out of the alley and continue your path home, a hand grabbing your arm stopped you. 

“Hey, wait a second!” 

You felt that if you clenched your teeth any harder, your jaw would break. 

“Let go of my arm.” It was taking everything in you to not rip this stranger a new one. You were completely on edge, frustrated to no end, and wanting nothing more than to go home and neutralize your nerves. It was rather obvious that your powers were based off your emotions, so now it was important to make sure you weren’t feeling too much negativity to cause serious damage. 

The stranger didn’t listen and if you weren’t overheating before, you definitely were now. Your face felt extremely flushed and uncomfortable. Your ears were ringing like a hot tea kettle and your heart was pounding just enough for the constant thump to hurt and hinder your breathing in the slightest. You felt the sweat on the back of your neck slowly trickle down and settle at the small of your back and your hands felt just as clammy. Too focused on not maiming this annoying stranger, you didn’t even realize he was still talking until you forced yourself to stop paying attention to your body in hopes that would distract you long enough to get away. 

“Well, let me at least get your numb-” 

“No.” 

He blinked at you, frowning and you leveled his gaze with yours, hoping the pupils weren’t engulfed in glowing white. “Let. Go.” your words were deadly calm, despite your mind screaming at you to just grab him and toss him into oncoming traffic. No need to get too violent. 

Things were getting too dangerous now as you felt the palms of your hands start to burn and you looked, unclenching your fist to reveal red palms and small sparks dancing along the lines of your fingers. 

The jerk continued to stare at you before his frown turned to a scowl and his grip on your arm tightened to the point it kind of hurt. The feeling of anger and fear quickly unlocked your fight or flight instinct and you were soon swinging your hand up to smack him across the face. Short and simple to allow you time to get away, or so you thought. 

What you didn’t expect was for him to catch your wrist and twist it, rendering you unable to use your hands and for your heart rate to kick up like it just took eight shots of pure caffeine. Natural instinct along with your powers kicked in like no tomorrow, and soon you found yourself kneeing the guy in the groin a little too hard, effectively making him release one of your hands. Not taking into account of how hot your palms were, you brought butt of your palm up and into his chin, knocking him off his feet and releasing your other hand. 

His cry of pain would have been satisfying had you not been freaking out so badly, seeing the blistering red mark on his chin and neck. You had burned him. 

Bringing your palm up to your cheek, you hissed at how hot your hand was, trying and failing to calm your breathing as you turned and hauled ass out of the alley, knocking into some people as you went. Your mind was working overtime, making sure to not use too much of your enhanced speed, yelling at you to use more of your agility so you wouldn’t bulldoze anyone else down, and making sure to not think too much in fear of triggering your elemental powers. 

This was all just too much. You could hear every car horn, every heartbeat of the people you passed, vision blurring and focusing on all the wrong things, ears ringing, hands burning. Too much. Too much. Too much. 

It’s a wonder how you managed to make it to your door in one physical piece while your mind felt like it was going to implode on itself. 

                                                     ~~~

Taking the door off its hinges would have been impressive to Seokjin, had he not seen the state you were in as you walked through the threshold. There you stood, the disconnected door in your hand, your chest heaving up and down like you had just run a marathon, and sweat dripping down your temple and onto your neck. Your eyes looked cloudy, unable to focus on anything and if Jin had looked closer, he would have saw the rapid movement of your pupils shrinking and dilating in a desperate attempt to lock on something without your vision blurring seconds later. 

“. . . (Y/n)?” Standing from his spot on the couch, he stepped into your line of sight and your heart began to pound even louder in your ears as you saw him getting closer. 

His lips were moving but you couldn’t hear a single word. The sound of your erratic heart beat was driving you insane. Everything was too loud, too hot and Jin was suddenly way too close to you, reaching out to try and grab your hand that was most certainly hot enough to burn him. “No!” you snatched your hand away, cradling it to your chest. Jin held his hands up in surrender, moving slowly so as not to startle you too much. 

“Give me your hand,” he stated, softly making sure to not extend his hand too fast. He looked on patiently as he watched you frantically shake your head. “No, I-I’ll burn you. I can’t- I just- I don’t-” Moving away from him you began pacing back in forth, rubbing at your face as if the skin agitated you. 

“God, everything is too hot!” you screamed, before your clothes abruptly burst into flames. Seokjin screeched, jumping back so as not to get burned, staring in disbelief as you just . . . stood there as the fire ate away at your clothes, until there was nothing left, leaving you as naked as the day you were born. You were scared, so scared to the point that you didn’t care about the fact that you were standing stark naked in front of Jin, or the fact that anyone in the hallway could literally walk past and see you as well. 

Looking up, Jin saw the way your lip trembled, saw the way tears formed at the brim of your eyes, saw the way your hands shook. The shaky breath that was exhaled from your lips made his heart break, watching as the first tear streaked down your cheek, followed by another and then another until you crumbled down on your knees, your face buried into your hands, sobs wracking your entire body. 

Jin watched on, shocked into silence by the sudden outburst before his face softened into a look of sympathy. He cautiously made his way over to you with the same carefulness you would give to a frightened deer. He lowered himself down until he was on his knees in front of you, regarding the way your shoulders shook and how you were trying and failing to even out your breaths. Lifting his hand up, he intended to grab your wrist, but because of your enhanced senses, you were able to flinch away from him. You were still too hot. 

Softly calling out your name was met with no reaction, but he knew you heard him. You didn’t want to look at him. You were scared and ashamed, the events of today felt like they spanned an entire week. You were so tired. So when Jin called out to you again, you peeled your hands away from your face and was struck with the sheer ethereal beauty that was Kim Seokjin. You were awestruck. 

Going for a different approach, he simply held his hand out to you, giving you the choice of whether you would take his hand or not. You stared at his hand as if it were some sort of foreign object before looking back up at his face and shaking your head. “No,” you whispered, fresh tears streaking down the (s/c) skin of your cheeks. “I’ll burn you.” 

“No, you won’t.” Was his delicate reply. He wanted nothing more than to wrap you in his arms and comfort the tears away. Whisper sweet nothings into your ear until you were finally able to feel okay again. But he knew that if he did that right now, things would only erupt into chaos. Baby steps. 

“I trust you, (Y/n).” 

Looking back up at his face, studying his features, focusing on him. Only him. He was there for you and your heart began to beat faster. Taking a deep breath, you looked back at his awaiting hand, slowly extending yours. Pulling back when you felt his skin against yours, only to realize he hadn’t flinched away from you. You knew your skin was hot, probably even unbearably hot, but he didn’t show any signs of discomfort other than a slight clenching of his jaw. 

After he helped you stand up, he still held onto your hand as he led you into the bathroom, gently guiding you into the bathtub before sitting down behind you. Had you been more clear in the head, you would have asked him why he was still in his clothes. 

Leaning forward, he turned the water to cold, watching as it pooled around you both, looking on in disbelief as the water immediately began to evaporate as soon as it hit your skin. He then turned on the shower head, feeling the cold water cascade over the both of you, hearing you sigh in relief and watching your tensed body finally relaxing. You leaned back into his touch as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, rubbing the skin in soothing circles. Reaching up, you grabbed his hands, squeezing them gratefully and relaxing into his chest. 

You stayed like that for a while; in complete silence with cold water flowing down from the tops of your head to the tips of your toes. Rubbing at each others knuckles, as a way to acknowledge one another without having to actually say anything. You’ve never been this intimate with him or either of the boys before, letting him cuddle in the bathtub with you, let alone him seeing you naked. Sure there would be relaxing sessions on the couch while watching a movie, but for it to get this far, was truly mind boggling. You were much more comfortable around other women, it seemed much more natural to be intimate around them, granted this did feel nice and it was helping you calm your nerves that just moments before made you take out an entire door. These past few days have been absolutely insane. 

You remembered what the boys had said; if you didn’t want the powers and responsibility anymore, all you had to do was wish them away. But even as you think about the events that occurred today, and the similar events that might occur in the future, you realize that you still wouldn’t give up these powers. What kind of impression would you have of yourself if you just gave up just because some days are harder than most. You wouldn’t be able to look at yourself if you gave up so easily. You had to keep fighting. 

You both stayed in the tub until you had finally cooled down and started shivering from the cold water. Stepping out of the tub, you turned to Jin, only to see his clothes completely soaked. You looked at him curiously but he only smiled at you before beginning to peel his shirt off. 

Eyes, widening and face reheating, you tried your hardest to keep your eyes trained on his face and damn near popped a blood vessel when he looked at you and smirked. He even had the audacity to wink at you. Good to know his playful attitude was intact. Huffing out a breath, you crossed your arms over yourself to try and keep yourself warm. The thought of trying to use your powers to regulate your body heat sounded absolutely atrocious with how you were so mentally tired, so you opted for the old fashioned way. You turned to reach for a towel hanging on the rack just as Jin pulled his pants down, your heart rate picking up to match the speed of the flash. You felt another shiver run down your spine when you finally wrapped the towel around your body, a reminder that you were in fact freezing your ass off and needed to be put in some warm clothes immediately. 

You felt like you were going to get whiplash with the way your body was trying to get used to your powers. First you were so angry to the point you burned your clothes off, and now, you were freezing to the point where you were desperate to have clothes back on. You grabbed another towel and turned back around to hand it to Jin, who had been staring at you intently, noticing the way your body reacted to the cool air. After grabbing the towel and wrapping it around his hips, he gently grabbed your hand and led you to his room. You were a little confused at first, wondering why he wasn’t leading you to your room so you could get dressed, but then realized that he might be letting you use his hoodie. You almost started skipping behind him in excitement as out of all the boys’ hoodies to steal, you loved stealing his. 

There was something about Jin’s hoodies that were just extra cozy. If he had noticed your change in demeanor, he didn’t comment on it as he opened his door to his room and let you in first. Walking in, you immediately sat yourself down on his bed, hugging the towel close around your chest to keep it from falling and awkwardly crossing your ankles in an attempt to appear more casual. You dropped one of your hands to run it along his comforter. It felt warm and soft and it caused goosebumps to travel along your arms and legs due to the texture against your palm. As your hand glided back and forth against the blanket, you wondered how you were going to explain this entire situation to Jin and the rest of the boys without them thinking that giving you these powers was a mistake. 

Hey guys, I quit my job by breaking my boss’ nose because he wouldn’t stop groping me and while I was walking home, some creep tried to hit on me and I ended up burning him after he tried to grab me. Oh and also, we need to look into getting a new door because I accidentally hulked out on it trying to get into the apartment, and I spontaneously combusted because I was in the middle of a panic attack and Jin saw me naked! :D 

Yeah that conversation is going to be... quite interesting. You internally cringed, wondering how you were going to muster up enough energy to even start that conversation. 

Too lost in thought about the entire ordeal, you didn’t notice Jin rummaging through his drawers until he had set out a hoodie and pair of boxer briefs in front of you. The hoodie looked like it could swallow Jin whole, so you immediately knew that you would be swimming in the article of clothing before you even unfolded it. You were grateful for the size though because as soon as you had put it on, you were immediately engulfed in warmth and you exhaled as your cold body was finally able to start relaxing. 

Jin smiled at you as you attempted and failed to get rid of the sweater paws that were forming around your hands and led you back out to the living room. By now, the sun was close to setting and the door to the hallway was still very much laying on the floor instead of being on it’s hinges. You groaned as you sat down on the couch, Jin sitting down next to you and setting your legs on his lap. 

After a few beats of silence with Jin massaging the muscles of your calves and you fiddling with the hem of the hoodie, you finally looked up to see him looking at you. “How are you feeling?” he asked, searching your face for any distress. You opened your mouth out of instinct, ready to deliver your answer as if you were on autopilot. 

“I feel fine.” 

He raised his eyebrow at you, telling you that he didn’t believe you for a second. “Come on, (Y/n), we know you better than anyone. You can’t lie to us. You can’t lie to me.” Gently grabbing your chin and making him look at you made you puff out a breath. Rolling your eyes, you moved away from his hand and leaned back against the couch. 

“I don’t- I mean, I don’t really know where to start,” you shrugged your shoulders, trying to rack your brain for the right words to say. “I broke my boss’s nose because he kept trying to advance on me even after I said I wasn’t interested. He kept saying that my “no” was secretly a “yes”. He wanted the chase, it was all like some fucking game for him. I told him no again, and when he grabbed my arm, I punched him in the face.” 

Jin nodded, listening intently and waiting for you to continue. You wanted to leave it at that, but you knew he wouldn’t let up until you had gotten everything off your chest. “I walked out after we had yelled at each other. I had some pretty.... unique parting words for him, but then I was walking home and I was just so angry and everything was suddenly heating up and going in and out of focus. So I stepped aside to try and calm myself down, but then this guy tried to hit on me. He was so creepy, and he had grabbed me, but I had burned his face. I just-” you didn’t realize how you were still worked up about the situation as you choked on your words. 

“I was just so scared that I would hurt someone innocent and I was so angry I couldn’t even see straight which made me even more scared and I just wanted to get home but then that happened,” you gestured towards the broken door and sniffled, not realizing you had started crying again. Luckily your body seemed too exhausted to overheat and you were grateful when Jin pulled you into his lap and held you close. 

Burying your face into his neck, you let out the tears you had been holding back all day, finally being able to let your body sag after all the tension was released. Jin soothingly rubbed your back, pulling you to face him after you had finished letting everything out, and wiping away at the tears that slid down your cheek. Your face and eyes probably looked puffy from all the crying and you felt like you looked crazy, but it had only made Jin fall in love with you more, letting him see you be so vulnerable and being able to comfort you. 

He kept his hand on your cheek and watched as you leaned into his touch closing your eyes and sighing. When you were able to stabilize your breathing, you finally opened your eyes and were once again struck by the pure beauty that was Kim Seokjin. 

“You truly are beautiful, Seokjin,” 

You could have cringed at the way your voice whispered those words, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to nitpick the way you sounded right now. You felt your ears begin to burn after he had remained silent, too lost in your self doubt to see how red his ears and cheeks were turning. You went to move off of his lap, intent on going to your room to lay down, but were stopped when you felt his hand on your cheek become firm to keep you in place. He took a second to look at you, from you (h/l (h/c) hair, to the way you hiccupped trying to recover from crying so much,  to the redness that surrounded your (e/c) eyes to the way left over tear streaks smeared on you (s/c) skin. He felt like he had spent thousands of years with you as well. 

“I know,” 

You couldn’t hold back your laughter even if you wanted to. Your body shook with the force of your laugh. Burying your face in his neck again, you let his laugh fill your ears while you felt his hands massaging your back and leg. You stayed like that for a while, the only noise filling the room being your occasional sniffle and the little hitch in the shakiness of your breath from still trying to recover from your crying session. You still felt upset and you had no doubt that one small thing could possibly trigger another crying session, but right now, you were content with keeping your thoughts empty and just listening to the sound of Jin’s heart beating clearly in your ears. 

You were close to dozing off in his lap when he finally spoke up, making you tune out of your little bubble. 

“For what it’s worth, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve laid my eyes on,” You couldn’t tell if he was being sincere or not, so you sat up to look at his face again. After examining his face, you still couldn’t tell if he was being serious, so you snorted and playfully smacked his chest. “Yeah right,” you rolled your eyes. “Don’t try to pull that on me after you’ve been alive for over a thousand years, mister.” 

You giggled a little and he smiled at you, cupping your cheek again, forcing you to look at his face and your giggling to fade. “There is no one who is as incredible as you, (Y/n). You are truly the most beautiful girl I’ve ever encountered.” 

You were at a complete loss for words, gaping at him. You felt your ears heat up, wondering if the pounding you heard was his heart or yours. Noticing him staring at you intently, you also noticed his eyes flicking from your eyes to your lips constantly but you felt stuck. You were way too scared to just lean forward and connect your lips, even though you’ve always dreamed about what those pillows for lips would feel like against your own. You got lost in thought once again thinking about how unfair it was for this man to have such luscious lips, it should be a crime. 

Too far gone in your own thoughts, you barely noticed Jin leaning close to you, up until his nose brushed yours and he stopped. Both of your eyes were closed, yours being closed out of fear that you might spontaneously combust, his being closed in fear that this might be a dream. You’ve dreamed about this moment for so long, wondering if he was waiting for you to make the call of whether you’re going to press your lips against his or pull away. 

Releasing one shaky breath, you decided to throw caution to the wind and lean forward. Your lips brushed against each other for no more than a second, pulling away for a moment and searching his face, only to find him staring at you as if you were one of the seven wonders of the world. You took that as a sign to lean back in, cupping his cheek and pressing your lips more firmly onto his. The feeling of his lips against yours could easily be something to become addicted to, as you felt his hands trail down your back, causing you to shiver while they settled on your hips.  

You wanted to deepen the kiss, so you opened your mouth and swiped your tongue on his bottom lip. That must have triggered something in him, because he trailed his hands down from your hips to grip your ass and squeeze, which caused you to yelp, and for him to push his tongue deeper into your mouth. 

Out of all the ways you had thought this day would end, french kissing one of the men you’ve been in love with for months definitely did not cross your mind. But you couldn’t really complain when Jin shifted his hips up and you got a very.... detailed feel of him. The whimper that left your lips could have brought any man down to his knees, and Jin contemplated on whether he should start moving your hips against his or if that might overwhelm you too much. 

Your body had started moving on its own accord as you began moving your hips against his, feeling his groan against your mouth. You kept moving your hips, getting worked up at the feeling of him against you and the sounds leaving his mouth, until it had all began to feel like a little too much and the clothes you were wearing began to feel too stuffy. So, against your better judgment, you began to slow your hips down, pressing one more tender kiss against his lips before pulling away. 

He searched your face for any sign of discomfort and when you had clarified that it was just you getting a little too excited, he chuckled and leaned in to kiss your forehead. “It’s okay,” he gently reassured you when you went to bury your face in his neck again. It was beginning to become a favorite spot of yours. “We go at your pace, no matter how fast or slow that might be.” 

You didn’t think you could love this man any more, and yet here you were constantly being proven wrong. It didn’t take long for you to finally doze off, with the events that happened, you were surprised you hadn’t just collapsed as soon as you got home. You were lulled to sleep by Jin’s comforting hand rubbing your back, his lips on your forehead and his heart beat in your ears. 

He was finally able to relax his tensed body when he felt your body release all the tension that had built up, closing his eyes and almost dozing off himself, until he heard footsteps walking toward the apartment. 

“What happened to the door?!”  

A/N 

Alright, so this chapter is very long overdue. I’m pretty sure I started this story back when my senior year of highschool began and now I just recently finished my freshman year of college. I either couldn’t find the time or motivation to try and finish the chapter but I’m glad I finally did. That being said, I can’t be too sure when the next chapter is going to be, but I hope you stick around nonetheless! 

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please let me know what you think! your feedback is always welcomed! 

[winderlylandchime]

Hello again, i hope you had and continue to have a lovely weekend :)

Honestly, I forgot so many of S5 storylines since I think I’ve only watched this season twice. And when I do watch it it’s just the last couple episodes minus the finale. I mean I even forgot Ted’s makeover/plastic surgery storyline. So I was just as surprised as my brother was. That I don’t forget: He is hating Eli and Monty so much its funny and I already know he’s going to hate them even more. He also really can’t stand Ben and Michael this season.

And he kept mentioning throughout the episodes how bad Lindsay’s hair is. I wonder what he’s gonna think about Brian’s later on, he will obviously continue crushing on him but i wonder if he’ll have any feelings about it.

I’m glad to know I’m not the only one that wishes Emmett and Brian had more of a friendship/bromance. I love Ted and Brian so much but Em would be perfect with Brian. Especially since their personalities are so different. And yes, he really is gay for Gale/Brian, there were way more ‘he’s pretty/hot/wow look at him’ but i decided to skip them because it would be 16 parts long and half of it would be about Brian being pretty. I can’t wait for him to “meet” Gale and to see his realization about how dorky Gale is irl. I wonder how his crush will go from there.

AND YES! My mom did watch Queer Eye thinking it was this show. Dad still teases her about it because apparently she walked into the kitchen when she watched it and went ‘i thought (brothers name) said they fuck in here? So far it’s just clothes and avocado toast’ maybe i should tell her they did a QE storyline. My brother has watched it religiously since it came out (the new version) but he just never shared that with anyone. Which was weird to me since he shares everything else, that a normal person would keep to themselves, with literally anyone that he meets.

As for the meta post. I really, really, really hope that one day he goes insane about Brian like this. I just know he is thinking way too many thoughts about him. Our whole entire family has passed the video back and forth and the amount of family members that contacted me to ask what is he talking about is ridiculous. Even our mom thought the video was funny because of how he was pacing around and kept talking like he was on 6 different drugs.

Btw if you ever wondered, how many times is too many times to listen to Sandstorm in a row? The answer is 27 times. I had to threaten him to stop so what did he do? He left the house and went to the neighbor (i feel bad for her cause he just adopted her as an ally to his everyday nonsense) AND HE MADE HER PUT ON THE SONG because i can’t do shit about it. And all he did was sat on her yard and held a middle finger up towards my yard (we share a fence) while talking to the neighbor about Gale on Criminal Minds and how he thinks maybe he could show up in later episodes since he’s the ex husband. So once again: grown man for sale if anyone wants him.

Hello dear sweet anon!

I always forget Ted’s make over too. Sorry, Ted. I love Brian and Emmett because I see Emmett as the more femme version of Brian. He has lots of sex with lots of people, dresses fabulously, and is career driven. So similar!

I’m surprised that your brother has not discussed QE at length with you. He seems to discuss everything else. But I’m LOLing at your mother “it’s just clothes and avocado toast” … which it is.

I am very excited for any meta about Brian or Britin he comes up with! He’s going to do numbers here on tumblr.

HE NEEDS TO STOP LISTENING TO SANDSTORM. IT IS TOO MUCH.

Thank you so much for these updates anon. I hope your week starts easily and your Monday goes by quickly!

[pjisskullourful]

Hey. I know you get a lot of messages about requests and when fics are going to be published.

But i just wanna remind you and i am sure i am not alone when i say this : your fics are incredible ( from characterisation of the members to the way you include very serious issues in your fics) . The range of topics you approach is insane just browsing in all the parts and sneak peeks of 'gay enough' is enough evidence. And as an Ethan fangirl i can say i am spoiled and smitten for Ethan in gay enough and the way he gently teaches Y/n about kinky stuff. More fluff of this king pls.

And i wanna thank you cause i can say that seeing and reading your fics got me back into writing my own (i never published anything anywhere cause i got scared of mean people of the internet).

This was meant to be a short sweet message to hopefully brighten your day since you said previously you haven t felt your best lately. But i began to ramble hahaha.

Remember to keep writing, stay fabulous, stay kinky and be 100 precent yourself. Hugs from a fellow Drag race fanatic and Naomi Smalls stan.

omg naomi is everrrrrryyythiiiingggg!! absolutely flawless queen who i adore with my wholeheart 💓

thankyousomuch hunnipie❣️ thats so lovely, that really warms my heart/lifts my spirits

so flattering to get confirmation that im doing a good job of getting the characterisation of our lovely italianos correct✅ cos nothing can kill a mood quicker than- no no damiano would never dothat!

im so glad/relieved/grateful that everyone is so receptive to me putting serious issues for discussion into my filth. cos it doesnt need to be this level of deep- right? it could be just PWP. but yall let me go indeep& add a weight& let me say something beyond just pretty people do pretty things& get naked& sexinessss. its really great to feel that i can stand for something even in my depravity

rest assured- always more ethan. i have nothing but time& attention for that baby daddy💕

youknow- i've had alot of negative experiences inmy life existing on the internet so i totally get wanting to protect yourself from it. aslong as youre enjoying what youre doing- fuck the rest of the noise. sometimes we have to be our biggest fans-- if you want to keep your material close to your chest then do it. nurture your words in whatever makes sense for you, if outside noise isnt nourishing-- reject it!

[dangermousie]

Heelo mousie! Love your blog! Do you mind recommending some of your favourite Chinese BL novels or shows?

I've seen the untamed and read it. I'm currently reading heaven's official blessing and I saw the donghua. Anything other than these two?

Awww, thank you!

Novels: I am gonna be lazy and literally copy/paste the entire danmei section of my top 10 web novels post (except MXTX’s stuff since you are already reading it.) Let me know if you need help finding any of these.

Lord Seventh - I am only partway through this so far, but it’s already on the list because it’s smart and somehow intense AND laid-back (not sure how this works, but it does) and is honestly just a really really solid and smart period novel, with the OTP a cherry on top of a narrative sundae. Plus, I love the concept of MC deciding he is not going for his supposedly fated love - he’s tried for six lifetimes, always with disaster, and he’s just plain done and tired. When he opens his life in his seventh reincarnation and sees the person he would have given up the world for, he genuinely feels nothing at all. (Spoiler - his OTP is actually a barbarian shaman this time around, thank you Lord!)

Golden Stage - my perfect comfort novel. Probably the least angsty of any danmei novel on this list (which still means plenty angsty :P) It also has a dedicated, smart OTP that is an OTP for the bulk of the book - I think you will notice that in most of the novels in this list, I go for “OTP against the world” trope - I can’t stand love triangles and the same. Anyway, Fu Shen, is a famous general whose fame is making the emperor   antsy. When he gets injured and can’t walk any more, the emperor gladly recalls him and marries him off to his most faithful court lackey, the head of sort of secret police, Yan Xiaohan. The emperor intends it both  as a check on the general and a general spite move since the two men   always clash in court whenever they meet. But not all is at is seems. They used to be  friends a long time ago, had a falling out, and one of the loveliest  parts of the novel is them finding their way to each other, but there is  also finding the middle path between their two very different  philosophies and ways of being, not to mention solving a conspiracy or  dozen, and putting a new dynasty on the throne, among other things. It always makes me think, a little, of “if Mei Changsu x Jingyan were canon.”

Sha Po Lang - if you like a lot of fantasy politics and world-building and steampunk with your novels, this one is for you. This one is VERY plot-heavy with smart, dedicated characters and a deconstruction of many traditional virtues - our protagonist Chang Geng, a long-lost son of the Emperor, is someone who wants to modernize the country but also take down the current emperor his brother for progress’ sake and the person he’s in love with is the general who saved him when he was a kid who is nominally his foster father. Anyway, the romance is mainly a garnish in this one, not even a big side dish, but the relationship between two smart, dedicated, deadly individuals with very different concepts of duty is fascinating long before it turns romantic. And if you like angst, while overall it’s not as angsty as e.g., Meatbun stuff, Chang Geng’s childhood is the stuff of nightmares and probably freaks me out more than anything else in any novel on this list, 2ha included.

To Rule In a Turbulent World (LSWW) - gay Minglan. No seriously. This is how I think of it. it’s a slice of life period novel with fascinating characters and  setting that happens to have a gay OTP, not a romance in a period  setting per se and I always prefer stories where the romance is not the only thing that is going on. It’s meticulously written and smart and deals with  character development and somehow makes daily minutia fascinating. Our   protagonist, You Miao, is the son of a fabulously wealthy merchant,   sent to the capital to make connections and study. As the story starts, he sees his friend’s  servants beating someone to death, feels bad, and buys him because, as  we discover gradually and organically, You Miao may be wealthy and  occasionally immature but he is a genuinely good person. The person he buys is a barbarian from beyond the wall, named   Li Zhifeng. It’s touch and go if the man will survive but eventually he does and You Miao, who by then has to return home, gives him his papers  and lets him go. However, LZF decides to stick with You Miao instead, both  out of sense of debt for YM saving his life and because he genuinely  likes him (and yet, there is no instalove on either of their parts, their bodies have fun a lot quicker than their souls.) Anyway, the two  take up farming, get involved in  the imperial exams and it’s the life of prosperity and peace, until an invasion happens and things go rapidly to hell. This is so nuanced, so smart (smart people in this actually ARE!) and has secondary characters who are just as complex as the mains (for example, I ended up adoring YM’s friend, the one who starts the plot by almost beating LZF to death for no reason) because the novel never forgets that few people are all villain. There is a lovely character arc or two - watching YM grow up and LZF thaw - there is the fact that You Miao is a unicorn in web novels being laid back and calm. This whole thing is a masterpiece.

Stains of Filth (Yuwu) - want the emotional hit of 2ha but want to read something half its length? Well, the author of 2ha is here to eviscerate you in a shorter amount of time. This has the beautiful world-building, plot twists that all make sense and, at the center of it all, an intense and all-consuming and gloriously painful relationship between two generals - one aristocratic loner Mo Xi, and the other gregarious former slave general Gu Mang. Once they were best friends and lovers, but when the novel starts, Gu Mang has long turned traitor and went to serve the enemy kingdom and has now been returned and Mo Xi, who now commands the remnants of his slave army, has to cope with the fact that he has never been able to get over the man who stabbed him through the heart. Literally. This novel has a gorgeously looping structure, with flashbacks interwoven into present storyline. There is so much love and longing and sacrifice in this that I am tearing up a bit just thinking of it. If you don’t love Mo Xi and Gu Mang, separately and together, by the end of it, you have no soul.

The Dumb Husky and His White Cat Shizun (2ha/erha) - if you’ve been following my tumblr for more than a hot second, you know my obsession with this novel. Honestly, even if I were to make a list of my top 10 novels of any kind, not just webnovels, this would be on the list. It has everything I want - a complicated, intricate plot with an insane amount of plot twists, all of which are both unexpected and make total sense, a rich and large cast of characters, a truly epic OTP that makes me bawl, emotional intensity that sometimes maxes even me out and so much character nuance and growth. Also, Moran is my favorite web novel character ever, hands down.

Anyway, the plot (or at least the way it first appears) is that the evil emperor of the cultivation world, Taxian Jun, kills himself at 32 and wakes up in the body of his 16 year old self, birth name Moran. Excited to get a redo, Moran wants to save his supposed true love Shimei, whose death the last go-around pushed him towards evil. He also wants to avoid entanglement with Chu Wanning, his shizun and sworn enemy in past life. And that’s all you are best off knowing, trust me. The only hint I am going to give is oooh boy the mother of all unreliable narrators has arrived!

The novel starts light and funny on boil the frog principle - if someone told me I would be full bawling multiple times with this novel, I’d have thought they were insane, but i swear my eyes hurt by the end of it. I started out being amused and/or disliking the mains and by the end I would die for either of them.

The Wife is First - OK, this one did not make my top 10 web novels but it’s a sweet, fun gay cottagecore fest. Our ML, a royal prince, and his spouse, a smart if delicate aristocrat, keep house, eat noodles, play with their pet tiger, make out and spoil each other rotten, while occasionally fighting battles and outwitting their court enemies. It’s so very mellow. That couple redefines low drama - they are both nice and functional and use their brains. It’s as if a nice jock and a nice nerd got together and then proceeded to be wholesome all over the place.

I mean, the set up could be dramatic - our ML the prince, lost his fight for the throne and is about to be killed. The only person who stayed loyal to him is his arranged husband the aristocrat guy who ML never treated nicely since he resented marrying him (marrying a man in that world is done to remove someone from the ability to inherit the throne.) And yet the husband stood by him not out of love but beliefs in loyalty blah blah. Anyway, he transmigrates back into the past right after their wedding night and is all “I got a second chance OMG! I don’t want the throne what is even the point? I want to live a good long life and treat the only person who stood by me really well!” And he proceeds to do so to the shock of the aristocrat who had a very unpleasant wedding night and generally can tell the man he just married would rather eat nails than be married to him. But soon enough (no seriously, it’s not many chapters at all) he believes the prince is sincere blah blah and then  they get together and they pretty much become cottagecore goals.

In terms of dramas, I only do period dramas (or novels) so I am not the person to be able to recommend any modern BLs. There is a flood of upcoming (hopefully) period BL dramas but it’s relatively thin on the ground now. The two I will recommend is Word of Honor (which is AMAZING) and Winter Begonia (which I just started watching but which owns me already.) I have a tag for both - the one for the former is huge and I cannot recommend either strongly enough. I’ve heard good things about The Sleuth of the Ming Dynasty, but I am not big on mysteries so haven’t watched it for myself.

In terms of the upcoming BLs, the ones I am most looking forward to are Immortality and Winner Is King, but The Society of the Four Leaves also looks promising.