#like so many people i admire have shown up in my notifications like! so and so like your post or reblogged it or something

[thimbleb3rries]

ASFSBDJHKHDHAJF me when I

Anyone: /reblogs my art or writing

Me: /fucking RUSHES OVER TO SEE IF ANYTHING IS IN THE TAGS

[jewish-vents]

(Post this anonymously, please!!)

I am an artist with an 8k+ follower blog which I have been active on for over 12 years. I've always felt safe here and have considered it my internet home. After October, watching the amount of people in my fandoms and artists who I had admired and found community with who immediately went full-in on a very black and white, aggressively conspiratorial and antisemitic brand of pro-Palestine activism, my idea of community here and my place in it was totally shaken. It was like I had put on a pair of glasses that allowed me to see the latent radicalization that had been going on around me, and the pervasive antisemitism that exists, unacknowledged, in nominally pro-social justice leftist spaces.

The loneliest part is that it feels like, with few exceptions, only other Jews can see it. Even the gentile friends who i love most and who would unquestionably stand up for me are just not attuned to the dogwhistles enough to see 95% of it. It's like living in a bubble reality, unable to take these glasses off, while everyone else goes on as if everything is the same.

Yesterday, I logged in, and saw image attached from a gentile artist i'd followed for months, who had never before given me a reason to feel unsafe. Their tags read "don't come in my inbox to debate this, i have no interest and will not change my mind." I wanted to cry from frustration- this person likely has no understanding of how revoltingly antisemitic this post was because they have no understanding of the complexity of what "zionism" actually means, and, as they've made clear, they have no interest in learning or being told they're mistaken. There are so few of us (Jews) here- how the hell are we ever supposed to combat this? The worst part was that it had 98 likes, and zero replies suggesting that any of them saw a problem with this or disagreed.

I myself never really understood zionism before this- I am ashamed to say that I took a lot of the twisted definitions held by gentiles in my progressive social media spaces without question, and thought that because I believed in Palestinian self-determination, I must be an anti-zionist by definition. It took the "glasses" coming on in the time since October for me to fully learn and to understand that while the nuances of the term go deep, to the majority of my people, basic "zionism" means belief in Jewish-self determination in Eretz Yisrael, and that when many gentiles say "Zionist," they just mean "bad Jew."

In all of this mess there's one thing i'm grateful for, and it's that, even as i've lost community in unfollowing/blocking previous mutuals and acquaintances who've shown their incuriosity and prejudice, this shakeup has driven me to find community with other Jews on this site and a greater curiosity about and sense of belonging in my culture in the real world. I can't be mad that my eyes are open, because i've only lost community that wouldn't accept me as I am, and am gaining community that does, that shares my struggles and that sees the world in ways compatible with my values. When I look at my activity tab and see notifications from my mutuals now, I feel safe knowing that I have been honest, shared the truth of me, and that they have chosen to stick around, whoever they are. I love you all.

[13uswntimagines]

Glad You Came (Julie x Reader)

Request: Julie x reader where reader is kind of the fuckgirl of the team. Reader knows that julie have feelings for her and like her attention. Julie thinks that reader plays with her feelings. But reader actually like julie and try to get her trust back. End with fluff please.

Author’s Note: Idk if this actually fits the prompt, but I just couldn’t get the image out of my head. I hope you all enjoy.

Jj had always been a sucker for a good Rom-Com. The ones where the good girl fell for the bad boy (with a good heart) and that bad boy stepped up to the plate and got his shit together for her. 

But alas, though you were the team’s resident bad girl, this wasn’t a rom-com and it appeared you had zero intention of making a dent in your precious reputation. At least that’s what she thought. 

You always did have a knack for proving people wrong. 

*****

The bouquet of roses was the first thing everyone noticed when they stepped into the locker room. It was an amazing surprise after such a rough practice. A not entirely unexpected, but still incredible surprise. 

JJ blushed as she approached her overflowing locker. This secret admirer stuff was getting a bit out of hand. 

“Why does Julie get roses, but none of the rest of us do?” Emily whined, settling down in front of her own bare cubby. 

Lindsey rolled her eyes. If JJ was going to keep getting gifts from a random person, she and the rest of the girls with significant others on the team were really going to have to step up their game. 

“You don’t like dead flowers Sonnett,” She called to the blond 3 lockers over. 

“Yeah, but it’s not fair if she gets them and the rest of us don’t,” Emily sighed dramatically, and the rest of the room giggled. 

“It's from her admirer,” Kelley chimed in, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. 

JJ’s blush deepened. She carefully reached out and grabbed the thornless Rose with a little tag on it, bringing the delicate petals to her nose before examining the little handwritten note. 

“Ooo, what’s the note say this time?” Kelley asked, as half the team crowded around the midfielder. 

Julie took a big deep breath before reading the black cursive words out loud. 

“I wanted to get you something as beautiful as you are, but couldn’t find anything that came close,”

“Awww,” the team cooed, some rubbing Julie’s back and others ruffling her hair as they made their way back to their respective areas. 

She ran her fingers over the little words, trying to imagine the face of the person who could have written them. The person who would go to such lengths to show their interest in her. But the gifts were always sweet and never creepy. 

The gifts ranged from coffee orders sent to her hotel room, to a signed Mia Hamm jersey that had shown up in her locker, but the thing that always remained was the smooth black cursive notes that accompanied them. 

She brushed the soft petals against her nose again. How she longed to know who thought so highly of her. 

“Who could get roses in here?” Sam snorted, pulling her boots off. 

“It’s gotta be a teammate. They show up literally everywhere we go,” Rose said thoughtfully, glancing around at all the women in the room, her eyes lingering on where you were grinning down at your phone. 

There was just something about your smile and the way you kept glancing up at a certain blond midfielder. 

“At least we know it’s not Y/n,” Emily cackled. 

You looked up at the group from your place across the room, where they all thought you were trying to ignore the commotion (probably in favor of texting a random girl for a hookup). 

You had the reputation of being the fuckgirl of the team. And you took pride in that. You liked when women gave you attention, and as long as everything was consensual, you didn’t see the harm in messing around. That didn’t mean you treated women like objects. Quite the opposite. You loved to woo them, to make them feel beautiful, and then move on to the next conquest. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“With a body count as high as yours, I doubt you’re capable of being this romantic,” Julie spat back, glaring at you. Your history with her was far from perfect, and she had found out about your reputation first hand. 

You smirked. If you couldn’t positively have her attention (the way you wanted but were too afraid to admit), then you would take the hostility any day. Angry Julie was still sexy after all. 

“How do you think I get them into my bed? Maybe I’m a secret mush at heart,” You asked, standing and approaching the woman. Your hands gently brushed over her shoulder and you began to lean in close to her. 

She brought her finger up to push against your nose, stopping you in your tracks. You tried and failed to cover your smile at the touch. 

“Yeah right,” She scoffed, shoving you back. 

Your smile widened, as you stepped back, your arms wide. “You never know till you try it, Jules,”

“Been there, done that. No thanks,” She shook her head and turned away from you. “At least I have enough class not to fuck anything with a pulse”

Rose tilted her head to the side at the brief look of sadness that crossed your features. Her eyebrows furrowed at the look, and how quickly it was gone. 

****

You picked at the tape around your wrist- a habit that started in middle school after an unfortunate event that required stitches and had become one of your many signatures within the team. The pressure around the area was calming now, and always put you in the right mode of a game.

It also gave you something to absentmindedly play with as you waited for the next set of drills on the bench (totally not checking out a certain blond when she wasn’t looking). 

“When are you going to tell her that you’re her admirer?” Rose said, settling down on the bench beside you. 

You shrugged. “First, I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”  You glanced up at the bling again, before blinking back to Rose’s raised eyebrow. 

You took a deep breath, finally managing to get a finger under the tape. 

“And second never. I’m defective remember? Completely incapable of love,” 

You repeated the words JJ had said to you that fateful night. The night you had ruined the best almost relationship you ever had. It wasn’t you exactly, just the fact that a woman was texting you while you were in bed with Julie. You weren’t going to respond, but the blond midfielder had caught sight of the screen before you could clear the notification. 

That was enough proof for her. She kicked you out and didn’t let you explain- there was nothing to say apparently. 

“That’s why you always send her flowers and notes, and other gooey stuff right?” Rose rolled her eyes. 

She had known you since the two of you were in diapers. She knew all about your hang-ups on relationships, but she also knew the secret romantic side. The sweet side that you didn’t show to everyone. Everyone except a blond midfielder (who was still very smitten with you, even if you didn’t want to believe it). 

“I-,” You paused, biting your lip, your eyes getting that faraway look Rose knew all too well. You shook your head. You had your shot and it had blown up in your face. “She doesn’t want me. It’s just easier this way,” 

“What, to hopelessly pine after someone? Or to completely avoid rejection all together?” Rose snorted. 

You shook your head again, finally looking rose in the eyes. “I hurt her Rose. She doesn’t want someone she can’t trust,” 

Rose softened at the admission and the unspoken “I’m not good enough” that went with it. You had always struggled with that, maybe that’s why you were such a lady killer. You so badly wanted to be enough, that you jumped at every opportunity. But it was different after you met JJ. 

“How many people have you slept with within the last 3 months?” Rose asked suddenly. 

And you blinked at her a few times, completely unsure of where your best friend was going with this. 

“What?”

Rose rolled her eyes. “If you can’t think of an exact number, ballpark it for me,”

You vehemently shook your head. You hadn’t met a hookup since that night, too hung up on JJ, and afraid that continuing would destroy any remaining chance you had with the woman. 

“I haven’t,” 

Rose snapped, patting your shoulder. “Exactly. You’re proving to her, the entire team really, that you can change. She’ll come around, especially if you’re honest with her and I don’t know, try to keep it in your pants for once,” 

The team had taken notice of your change, how you hadn’t engaged in hookups. Only a few of them knew the real reason behind your apparent abstinence. 

“You think?” You asked softly, and Rose sent you an indulgent smile. 

“Yeah, you just gotta grow a pair and tell her you’ve been her secret admirer for the last 6 months,” She finished with a cackle and you blushed. 

That was easier said than done. 

*****

Julie had never been this impressed in her entire life. Sure she had been to some amazing restaurants before, but nothing like the little place her admirer had chosen. She felt every bit of hesitance leave her as she stepped into the building. It was quaint and romantic with an amazing buzz in the air. 

She had found the handwritten note with the time and place on the floor outside her hotel room door, along with one of the cutest black dresses she had ever seen. It fit her perfectly, and she looked good if she did say so herself. 

She approached the hostess stand, and the man behind the counter smiled at her. “Good evening miss, how may we assist you?”

She smiled back at him. “Um, I have a reservation. It’s under Mystique,” she said, suppressing a grin at the name her admirer had chosen. 

The man’s smile widened as he reached into his suit jacket pocket, and retrieved a neatly folded letter. “Ah, yes. I have this for you,” 

JJ to the heavy paper in her hands, running her fingers over her name written in familiar black cursive reverently. Her admirer rarely ever wrote her name out. 

She very carefully unfolded the note, revealing more of her favorite handwriting. 

Julie,

First and foremost, I’m so glad you could make it. I know I’ve written this beforehand, but I must say I’m sure you look amazing. You always look amazing. It doesn’t matter if it’s during practice, or during one of our very chill team bonding nights. You never fail to take my breath away, but that’s not why it’s taken me so long to finally grow a pair and come clean. 

I know that you and I have history and that I’m not your ideal significant other, but I promise you’re not just another person to add to my long list. You make me feel things I’ve never really felt before, and that scares me. I don’t know how to do this, and I can’t promise I’ll be perfect, but I can promise that I’ll try my best. I will do everything I can to show you how much I love you, and to be someone worthy of your love in return. 

Now comes the hard part. If you want to give me the chance to show you that I’ve grown up and am ready for a serious relationship, just tell the matroids you would like to take a drink at the bar. or If you don’t want to see me, but want to eat, just tell him you’re ready for your table. Your meal will be paid for, and I’ll leave you alone. We can even pretend it never happened if you would prefer. Or if you want neither of those things, you can walk away. 

The choice is yours J. Ill respect whatever you choose, and no hard feelings either way.

Truly yours,

Y/n

Julie stared down at the letter, completely stunned, almost unable to believe that you could ever do anything this remotely romantic. A small part of her cheered as if she was waiting for you to finally step up. 

She didn’t hate you, contrary to popular belief. She just thought you were incredibly confusing. You would flaunt your reputation, but then you would be sweet and shy with her. In the end, your first try at a relationship didn’t work because she was tired of you jerking her around. But this was a side to you she had never seen. One that intrigued her to no end. 

“Have you made your decision ma’am?” The maitre d’ asked kindly, sliding up beside her. She blinked up from the neat handwriting towards the man (who looked like he wanted to say more). 

She nodded at the man. “I have. I’d like to have a drink at the bar please,” 

his smile was blinding as he gestured to the left with his arm. “Right this way,” 

*****

You carefully swirled your finger around the rim of your drink, staring listlessly into the amber liquid. You weren’t quite sure how long you had been sitting here, but with every passing second, you couldn’t help but think about how much of a terrible idea this was. 

She was never going to choose to come sit with you at the bar, and the longer you waited, the more pathetic you would look in the end. 

You almost felt bad for the staff. They were so excited to help, so enthusiastic about helping you get the girl of your dreams. You were sure you were going to disappoint them. 

“Fancy meeting you here stranger,” Her voice cut through your internal monologue. You lifted your head to meet her blue eyes, and the sight alone took your breath away. 

“JJ, you came,” You said breathlessly, standing to greet the woman. 

“I did,” She nodded, blushing when you took her hand and kissed the back of it before pulling out a chair for her. You sat down next to her, flagging down the bartender for the woman. 

“You look stunning,” You said softly, finally turning in her direction, and she caught the light shade of pink that tinted your cheeks. 

“So you’ve said,” Julie laughed, holding up the letter. The red in your cheeks spread up to your ears and down your neck as you ducked your head in embarrassment. 

“Megan may have helped me pick it out…” You mumbled, your fingers returning to your glass. 

Rose may or may not have gotten the entire team involved when she finally convinced you to make your move. While you were relieved to have help picking out the perfect outfit, you hadn’t enjoyed being made fun of for your “questionable” fashion sense. 

“Was she behind the other gifts too?” Julie asked, taking a sip of her drink with a raised eyebrow. 

You shook your head, rubbing the back of your neck. “No. Those were all me,” 

Julie smiled softly, reaching up to intertwine your fingers. She wasn’t used to seeing you so shy. It was kinda adorable. 

“Well, I loved them,” 

You nodded again, taking a big gulp of your drink, trying to calm your racing heart. “I’m really glad you came. I was afraid you would find out it was me and change your mind,”

“I’m glad I came too,” 

You smiled brilliantly at the woman. You hadn’t completely redeemed yourself yet, not like Zuko or Snape, but at least you were going to have the chance to try. You weren’t going to let her slip through your fingers again. 

[panharmonium]

round 3 of in-progress naruto thoughts, featuring me crying tears about pretty much everybody

[spoiler policy disclaimer first, as always: i’m only still in the early stages of shippuden (we just finished the asuma arc).  i literally had zero interest in naruto growing up, so i remain unspoiled for virtually everything that happens past this point.  i would love to stay that way, so please don’t interact with this (tags included, because the notifications now show them to me automatically) with any spoilery commentary, including even general things like “oh i love this show but it gets less good after X point” or “X season is better than Y season” or any general assessments of quality/likability/etc re: future seasons.  Thank you! <3 ]

- well, folks.  i have apparently reached the point in my viewing experience where i am deeply emotionally attached to virtually all of the characters and i care when bad stuff happens to even the most minor of them, because the asuma arc really ripped my heart out and used my feelings as ping-pong balls

- that said - i have to admit, if you’re going to kill a character, that was the way to handle it.  it wasn’t glossed over or dropped like a hot potato; it had a huge arc attached to it and major development for the other characters involved and it came full circle at the end in such a quiet, complete way.  i was hoping from the very beginning that the answer to “who’s the king” was going to be “children” (all i could think about was asuma yelling at kazuma “children aren’t pawns to protect the king!” during the sora arc) and ultimately that ended up being true, and i found that so satisfying.  (painful.  but satisfying.)

- SHIKAMARU.  HERO.  i always loved him, but what an incredible arc he had.  and that episode, “team 10″ - WOW.  wow.  they really kicked it up a notch for that one - that was legitimately beautiful television, not just “good by naruto standards.”  gorgeous animation/composition/editing...this show is in fact capable of magic, when it takes its time.

- grow up, you three.  the shadow of death hangs over us all.  some deaths may be harder to accept than others, but if you can’t get past that, there can be no future!  

^^ this is legitimately my favorite line of the series.  i can’t stop thinking about it.  i love how tsunade is speaking from her own experience, and how she’s not wrong - nobody in this confrontation is wrong, really; shikamaru has his stuff more together than tsunade realizes, and tsunade is just telling the truth, and i just love how this entire line relates so closely to the thematic heart of this arc, which is the sanctity of children and the future they represent.  like...so many characters in this show have seen so much death and tragedy, but we see children/the promise of the future pulling people out of that hole and back into a hopeful place.  it’s literally tsunade’s whole story with naruto.  she’s speaking from the heart, and it’s one of those lines that you can feel resonate across the whole story.

- kakashi, once again, coming to destroy me with his level of devotion to the kids.  not even his own kids, this time.  when he shows up at the end of “team 10″ and offers to take over for asuma and go with shikamaru’s group - i lost my mind.  he’s been keeping an eye on those kids the whole time.  nobody told him about what they were doing; he has no reason to be out at the gates at that time of night - he’s been keeping tabs on them.  he knows exactly what they’re going through.  he knows how they must feel.  he wants to make sure they’re okay.  and when he sees that they’re in an appropriate frame of mind for what they’re planning (aka, not unbalanced by rage or grief or the desire for revenge), he immediately offers himself up as an adult support figure.  he inserts himself into that situation and assumes responsibility for making sure nobody gets hurt.  he puts himself into a position where he can escort them through this experience safely (in more ways than one).  he lets shikamaru take the lead and achieve closure, all while simultaneously monitoring the situation to make sure every choice the group makes is the safest, smartest thing to do.  and then in the battle, he puts himself in between the kids and certain death over and over again - he saves their lives so many times. 

the kids are so grateful to him for doing that.  they respect him so much for it.  they feel supported.  they feel looked after.  they feel validated.  three kids who just lost their adult mentor in such a sudden, violent way - for them to have another grown-up step in and temporarily assume that role, for them to feel a pair of capable, steady hands propping them up before they fall down - that is so important!

kakashi is beautiful to me because he takes every horrible thing that ever happened to him and turns it into an unwavering commitment to help other people navigate the same rocky waters.  everything he does is designed to catch people when they fall, particularly when it comes to children.  he doesn’t have to take that kind of interest in asuma’s team.  none of the other adults are monitoring them like that.  but he understands what they’re dealing with and he knows they could hurt themselves if somebody doesn’t take care of them and so he steps in and assumes that responsibility himself.  and then he does the same thing with team 8′s kids, too, in the next arc, when kurenai is out of commission.  he takes all of his own painful experiences and turns them into ways he can protect other people from stumbling into the same pits he fell into, and i’ll tell you this for damn sure - he’d rather take a deadly hit himself than allow another cohort of children to be wiped off the face of the earth before their time. 

i love that about him.  i love that he turns all of the trouble he’s seen into ways he can be a source of strength for others.  i love that he is always thinking about the kids.  that’s the whole point of this arc: children are king.  kakashi knows that just as well as asuma did, and the way he consistently throws himself in front of the children to keep them safe is my favorite thing about him.

- fucking LOVE that shikamaru turns down the feudal lord’s offer because he wants to stay in the village in case his friends need him.  i feel like this kind of choice is never portrayed as a good thing in media - it’s always shown to be better to get yourself out there, try something new, leave old things behind, take a risk, make a change, as if staying home is somehow the same thing as settling or wasting your potential.  i love how asuma lifts up shikamaru’s decision to stay rooted in his home as a worthy and admirable thing.  the will of fire, indeed.

- the EMOTIONS i felt every time kakashi was helping naruto figure out how to complete the rasengan....when kakashi tells him “i truly believe you are the only shinobi who can surpass the fourth hokage” and then while walking away yamato’s all “you sweet-talked him” and kakashi immediately sets him straight like “no.  no.  i believe he can do it.”  SOBBING.  

- “good old asuma.  he must’ve known you inside and out, huh?”  i’ll be over here crying in the club, folks

- kakashi having conversations with sasuke in his head was Too Much for me ;__;

- we watched a bit past the asuma arc and are now into the part about the gemstone lady but the only thing i have to say about this new arc so far is about jiraiya and honestly i’m going to have to gif it to do it justice.  that scene with him and naruto where naruto falls asleep on him just...struck me down where i sat.  i was actually about ready to cry for real.  my feelings couldn’t take it.  i used to not really care too much about jiraiya in the shonen jump days (and yes, there’s some stupid stuff with him that you have to just look past if you’re going to enjoy things) but i love him so much now and i am finding myself so moved by the way he is rejoining the village and (re)building his connections with the people there, and how much meaning has been brought back into his life by the opportunity to work with naruto in particular, and how like...i mean, this is just my own impression, because i haven’t seen his full backstory yet, but he strikes me as someone who’s been running away for a long time, who had very little hope for the future, someone who experienced some terrible things and gave up, just like tsunade, until he runs into naruto.  and now things have changed for him, and it warms my heart to see it.  i love watching him take naruto on training field trips, and i love the depth of care we see from him towards naruto now - a far cry from the “i don’t like kids” of early shonen jump.  i love seeing him collaborate with kakashi - tag-teaming their teaching and climbing in through the window to check on him in the hospital and teasing him about how silly he looks with a sheet over his nose.  i’ve just become so touched by his progression and by the way the establishment of these relationships with “his” kids and the village as a whole (bonds, connections, all the things that this show can’t shut up about) has almost been a...healing sort of thing for him and has changed his entire outlook on life and given him a new sense of hope/meaning.  

like.  i can’t believe i am out here having jiraiya emotions after how little i cared about him when i first met him, but...here i am.  

[igotyoukth]

Instagram Post. BTS

Masterlist

Seokjin

"Anyone can tell that's me, look at the shoulders!," he pointed at his silhouette on the photo. His shoulders were kind of prominent, but all in all in was a pretty anonymous couple picture.

“You are being pretentious here, Jin,” you argued, even though he was kind of right.

“Nowadays telling the truth is often misunderstood,” he shook his head and pouted,”And what’s the point if my handsome face is not even shown.”

“The point is, that I can share our picture without people cutting my head off.”

“You are sacrificing my face for your own life? So selfish,” he responded rather amused. It didn’t matter if people knew that their favorite singers were dating, pictures still effected them. You didn’t want to make new enemies with an obvious picture.

“Either my face or shoulders, people will recognize me.”

“You are so full of yourself.”

“Thank you.”

You had no other choice then captioning the picture as “Mister Worldwide-Arrogant”

Yoongi

It was so hard to find a couple picture to post, thanks to your camera shy boyfriend. He always took his selfies like it was hard work, so pictures of you together were practically nonexistent. Except for that one picture Jimin took of you.

The picture, Yoongi liked to refer as "The Fake Couple". Yes, it was so staged. You basically had to tell him through gritted teeth to smile a little and look at you. And he had complied for two second before looking away. Of course, the seconds he looked at you didn’t make it to the picture. It was you looking at him, and he stared straight at the scenery. But the composition and colors of the picture made up for it.

"Noone has real couple pictures," he tried to explain when you pouted,"You know the story behind Taehyung's profile picture? His girl cursed at him seconds before."

"You are nothing but excuses," you were already editing your one and only, precious photo,"I'm posting this, don't sue me later."

You finally posted the picture with the caption "fake couple", like he named it. He rolled his eyes, when his notifications went off. But still, he took a screenshot and you even noticed a small smile on his face.

Hoseok

Matching. Matching. Matching. That was all that mattered here. Hoseok's new habit was buying two of anything he wanted to wear. Size didn’t matter, oversized clothes were his thing anways. You were fine with walking around like twins, the people stared at him either way. The reason wasn’t solely that he was build like a god, but also that he posed. But not like other people.

How you wished that your boyfriend would just take mirror selfies with you. But no. He didn’t shy from climbing places or dancing for pictures. And you had to join him.

“You know what’s weirder than me posing like this?,” he asked glued to the wall,”you standing so normal next to me. I look like a crazy person.”

“Maybe you are a crazy person.”

“I will pretend like I didn’t hear that, so hurry,” he pressed his face even closer to the wall.

Murmuring things about bacteria and bugs you mirrored his pose.

“There is a spider on your head,” you whispered.

“I know you are lying,” he said with a fake smile for the picture. But you saw the fear in his eyes. Once the self-timer on the camera beeped, he jumped away from the wall and shook his head.

“It’s gone,” you continued your lie. It was your little revenge.

Namjoon

Dating Namjoon included, that every one of your days were little adventures. As soon as he was notified about his free days, he started planning. His favorite spot was the beach, where he met his crab friends, but he also looked out for special things like festivals and other outdoor activities.

Like the one you recently visited. People let lampions rise, with their wishes attached to them. There was no need to discuss it, as soon as he saw posters about the event, you were already on the way.

You felt like you were in a Disney movie, the one with Rapunzel. Tangled. But it was even better. Namjoon made you feel that way quite often. Like a Disney princess.

“What did you wish for?,” you asked him, and tried to peek on the paper he attached to the lampion.

“It’s a secret,” he responded.

“You can’t wish for a better girlfriend.”

“Dang it.” This earned him a push in the shoulder, that didn’t affect him at all.

“And you can’t wish for a better boyfriend, impossible things aren’t allowed.”

Jimin

While others had very few pictures with their lover, you had way too many. Not only did Jimin love taking selfies together, but also pictures of you. “Hold on,” was the most repeated thing, when you two went on a date. That’s why the others didn’t like going out with you. Wandering around could take a while, when you stopped every few seconds to pose for a picture.

“But they are all we have later on,” Jimin argued, when the other boys rolled their eyes. You nodded and supported your boyfriend. You didn’t only take pictures and stored them digitally, Jimin and you bought an album last month. Not all of the ten thousand photos made it, but you tried printing most of them. What you didn’t print, landed on your social media. Like the one you were editing right now. The one from your aniversary.

Neither of your faces were fully shown- that was the reason, why you didn’t print it. But because of that, it was the perfect secrety couple picture to post. Another good thing about your hidden faces was, that noone would know how red you were. Jimin had prepared the perfect date by the sea. Your favorite food, candles, flowers and most importantly balloons. You had a thing for foil balloons, since they became so popular online.

“One year with my number one,” was the caption you chose and seconds later the picture landed on the internet. It sometimes scared you how much you revealed there sometimes, but it was okay to brag about your perfect boyfriend sometimes.

Taehyung

His artsy side definitely rubbed on you. You were into paintings, sculptures and mostly into photography. Art had always fascinated you, even before meeting Taehyung, but now that you both could discuss and admire those things together, your interest rose. So it was inevitable that all your social media pages turned super aesthetically pleasing. And your instagram page was no exception.

You loved sharing black and white or simply minimalistic pictures. They were mostly of everyday things, that caught your eye. But you were going through a phase, where you loved photography of body parts. No, you didn’t turn into a perverted photographer, you liked pictures that emphathized the simple beauty of hands, of the corner of a smile or a mole under the eye. You didn’t have to mention who your favorite model was, right?

“Look at this,” you zoomed into the picture you took.

“You look so tiny,” he commented, when he saw it. The difference between your hands was extreme, but still cute.

“I don’t think that I am the problem.”

“I think you are.” “Should we ask Jimin?”

“I don’t think that’s fair.”

Jungkook

“Can you stay still for one picture,” you pouted while scrolling through the pictures of last night. Jungkook was still too shy, when taking selfies with you. Or worse, when other people took pictures of you. He either made funny faces or didn’t stop moving. He was doing it because he felt shy, but you really wanted to post a picture with him. Like everyone else.

“Here,” he answered, made a peace sign and posed for you. You rolled your eyes, he was pretenting not to understand.

“You better do that next time we take pictures.” As an answer, he sticked his tongue out.

“Can I post this at least?,” you showed him a still blurry, but cute picture. He was hugging you, hiding his face in your neck. But it wasn’t his affection or sudden love for you behind the pose. His members had teased him for being so awkward, and he needed a place to hide. Thank god for Jimin always having a camera in his hands.

“Sure,” he tried to sound unaffected, he definitely blushed a little when he remembered the words of his hyungs,”and send it to me, I’ll use it as my background.”

“Yes, Mister tomato,” you teased him, when his blush became very noticable.

“Don’t call me that,” he rubbed his cheeks.

“So I can’t use it as a caption?”

“No!,” he grabbed your phone and checked if the post went up. He then typed a few things before handing it back to you.

“Hug me more,” was the caption he chose.

[geewithluv]

ten days || ksj

10 days. It has been 10 whole days since Y/N and Jin last saw each other in person. They had FaceTimed a couple of times during these 10 days and even Skyped once when FaceTime was particularly finicky. But they hadn’t gotten together. They hadn’t been dating very long. 5 months. Which felt like an eternity to Jin who had never been able to keep a relationship whether that be for personal reasons of because his career wouldn’t allow it. 5 months to him was like a decade to most ‘normal’ people. This fact alone only emphasized how long 10 days apart was. In ‘Jin time’, they had spent 250 days apart. Now Y/N knew very well that ‘Jin time’ was a very unstable unit of measurement with little to no scientific backing. However, she had nothing better to do while waiting for him to call her beside create a measurement system named after her boyfriend. She also figured out that there are 6 normal minutes in a ‘Jin minute’. Her source is how often he said he felt like he was on stage for 30 minutes when it had been 3 hours. 

 It had been 60 ‘Jin Minutes’ (how many ‘Jin minutes’ in a ‘Jin hour’ is still unknown) since he had texted her.

 6 hours. She quickly decided the Jin Measurement System is a waste of time, but aren’t all distractions.

 Y/N knew very well that Jin wasn’t busy. Or at least he didn’t need to be. There were no performances coming up, no album deadlines, no birthdays, no holidays, no meetings about an upcoming collaboration. He should be completely free to text his girlfriend. The woman he claims to love so dearly. But he hadn’t made her phone light up with a notification since a ‘morning’ text at 9:30 AM. Which, in overthinking, Y/N noticed was an hour and a half later than her usual text from him. And Jin was a man of routine. As much as one could be in his hectic lifestyle.

 Also, departing from the usual ‘good morning my love, I miss you so much, have a good day’ template was today’s text that simply said ‘morning’. Y/N can hardly remember receiving one-word texts from Jin. She’d even get two or three words when she was letting him know she arrived at his apartment. 

 Something was very, very wrong.

 And Y/N was determined to find out what it was. Now, she knew, somewhere in her panicked mind, that she couldn’t just show up to his apartment. She also knew there was a chance he wasn’t even there. As much as she would’ve loved to storm in and yell at him, the security guards still weren’t 100% comfortable just letting her come and go as she pleased to the superstar’s apartment. So what was she supposed to do? Let him come to her? Absolutely not, it’s been 10 days of waiting for him to come to her. She needs to take action soon.

 [9:23 PM] Y/N: we need to talk

 Okay, now Y/N knew Jin would probably have a minor cardiac event reading the text every person regrets getting. But she also believed it was well deserved.

 READ 9:26 PM

 Y/N stared at her phone screen until it had dimmed just staring at the read receipt until, right before her phone screen went completely black, it lights up again.

 [9:29 PM] Jin: come over?

 This isn’t exactly the preferred method of finally getting to see your boyfriend after 10 days of him being less than 20 minutes away at all times. But it’ll do.

 [9:30 PM] Y/N: i’ll be there in 15.

 It only took 10 minutes before Y/N was parking in Jin’s reserved guest parking space. She’s not sure if traffic was unexpectedly fast or if she had been speeding. But at 9:40 she was knocking on Jin’s door and she had hardly removed her hand before he opened. “Hey, long time, no see.” He smiled as he let her in, she could tell he was freaking out inside and her moving past him without a word, hug, or a kiss and just setting her purse down on his coffee table was not soothing his nerves. He felt like he was waiting for the Grammy nominations.

 “W-what do we need to talk about?” Jin asked, remembering some breathing exercises he had learned, not knowing Y/N was doing the same.

 “I haven’t seen you in over a week, Jin.” She starts, taking a deep breath before continuing. “You’ve hardly texted me or called me and that’s not...that’s not what usually happens.”

 Jin sighs, a weird sense of relief that she didn’t outright start with needing to break up. “I’ve been busy.” He decides on his usual excuse, the one he gives anyone and everyone when someone like this happens.

 “Don’t lie to me.”

 “It’s not--”

 “I know what you have to do. You’re not prepping anything. This is practically a vacation compared to a month ago. Don’t insult me by lying to me.”

 “Baby, you know I wouldn’t purposefully ignore you. I love you so m--”

 “Do you?” She cuts him off, staring into his eyes looking for any clue to his feelings.

 “Do I what?” He had hoped she wasn’t asking what he thought she was asking.

 “Do you love me? Don’t tell me you love me unless you mean it.” 

 “Of course I mean it!” Jin raised his voice, the noise even scaring him slightly. “Of course I love you, are you insane, Y/N?”

 “Don’t yell at me, Jin.” Y/N tried to keep composure, the last thing she wanted was a screaming match and the possibility of neighbors hearing and who knew what they’d do.

 “You just accused me of not loving you! Of course, I’m going to yell! I’m upset!”

 “Discuss it like an adult and calm down.” She could feel herself getting heated as she spoke.

 “Like an adult? Like an adult! Do adults come in without even saying hello and accuse each other of lying about their love? I don’t think that was very--”

 “Because you don’t show it!” Y/N yelled, cutting him off. Jin stayed silent, letting her continue. “People in love don’t practically ignore their significant other for a week and a half. People in love don’t leave the person they love waiting for a text for hours on end and going to sleep at night wondering what the hell they’re doing. That’s not what love is, Jin.” Tears line her lower lashes as she speaks. “You can’t just throw me away when you don’t want to deal with me anymore.”

 “That’s not--that’s not it, Y/N. I love you, I love you so much. You know that.”

 “You don’t love me! You don’t fucking love me, you only love me when it’s convenient to love me and s--” Jin pressed his lips to her own, cupping her face in his hands.

 “Don’t say that again.” He mumbles when he separates from her. “Don’t ever say that I don’t love you.” Y/N wraps her arms behind his neck, pulling him into another kiss. “Did you start this argument so I’d fuck you?” Jin wraps his arms under her legs and picks her up on his waist.

 “Jin, I--”

 “I’m gonna give you what you want baby, give you everything you want ‘cause I love you so much.” He tells her.

 And he does give her everything she could ever want.

 His hands roaming her body, placing kisses everywhere he can reach as she whimpers and gasps for him. His own low groans and deep grumbles harmonizing. He watches how she comes undone for him, the same way she does every time. And he always watches with the same admiration and finishes soon after.

 Both panting, looking longingly into her eyes, Jin moves to lay on his back. He beckons her to lay next to him. Holding her close, her head resting right above his heart. “I love you.” He tells her, voice soft.

 “I love you too.” She whispers.

 “I love you more than you’ll ever know. And it scared me.” He sighs, she looks up at him as best she can in her position. “That’s why I was ignoring you. I was scared, so was scared of not being enough, my career dragging me away or pulling you away. I’ve never been in love before.”

 “Jin, I…” She falls just short of finding the right words.

 “You mean so much to me. I realized it so much more when I went on that week-long promo. I realized how much you keep me grounded and when you’re not around I keep thinking I might cry. That’s how much you mean to me.”

 “I’m sorry.” She says, sitting up to look into his eyes. “I’m sorry for accusing you of not loving me. I was scared too. You’ll always be enough for me, Seokjin. I promise.” She lightly kisses his lips.

 “How about we turn in early, okay?” He suggested and Y/N nodded, laying back on his chest as he pulled the covers up over her. 

 --

 Y/N wakes up to sizzling. A sound she’s not used to hearing in the morning. She looks around to see the bed empty and clothes still discarded on the floor. She lightly laughs at herself when she remembers the night prior. She can’t quite make out what the clock in the corner of the room says and she realizes she left her phone in her purse. Which is still in the living room. She stands with a stretch and pulls on Jin’s shirt. Her panties lay in a pile of fabric on the floor. She sighs at the loss but knows Jin will find himself ���making up for it” by buying her a lot more even though it’s mostly an excuse for her to try them on for him.

 “You’re awake! Good morning, love!” Jin greets her, sleep still in her eyes as she walks into the kitchen. Her boyfriend wearing only a pair of sweatpants as he stands at the oven. “I made breakfast, but I didn’t know what you liked so I made enough to probably feed a small tribe.” He motions toward the vast array of food selections. Y/N giggles at the effort he’s gone to at 8 in the morning.

 “I’m sure the boys will enjoy the leftovers.”

 “I’m sure, but I’m not going to see them today.”

 “Oh?” She raises an eyebrow as she goes to check her phone.

 “I’m going to spend the whole day with you, I’m yours all day long. No meetings, no recordings, no dinner with the boys. I’m all yours!” Everything about his body and tone says pure happiness.

 “You didn’t need to do--”

 “Aish! Don’t finish that thought. I want to spend time with my girl, I haven’t shown her I love her and I plan to. So think about what you want to do, baby.”

 “Well, there is that new exhibit at the zoo.” She muses.

 “Perfect! Now sit and eat, I’m almost finished with the pancakes!” Jin demanded, pointing at an empty chair with his spatula. As she gets comfortable, Jin lays the last warm, fluffy pancake onto the plate and softly kisses her forehead. “Tell me about this exhibit?” He asked and she was soon rambling on and the light in his eyes never dulled as he listened to her.

[ladyluck852]

Mon Chérie (Seonghwa x Reader)

A/N: I love this boy with my entire heart and soul, one day friends, one day 🤧💕also I used my old banner just because the colors looked nicer with the gif...

Word Count: 3.8k (I think)

Genre: long distance, YouTuber au, fluff

Warnings: none?

Summary: Y/n’s YouTube viewers won’t stop shipping her with the mysterious chocolate connoisseur Hwaseong, maybe it’s meant to be?

Y/n sighed as she read through the YouTube comments on her latest video, her usual 12AM hobby before bed on the days she released one, liking and replying back to her viewers made her feel nice. She’d been on youtube for close to three years, making cooking videos and daily food videos every once in a while, and she’d gathered quite a following since then with close to 800k subscribers. She was happy and content baking for fun, and even if her job kept her inside most of the time she wasn’t complaining, she had plenty of time to do things later on.

Lately her comments and mentions were full of people telling her she should watch another youtuber, or people saying they shipped her with him, which she found odd since she’d never shown her face on the channel. She was flattered, the youtuber who went by the name Hwaseong was famous for his chocolate recipes and nice asmr videos, she often found herself watching them when she couldn’t sleep at night. She couldn’t remember ever seeing his face though, she just liked the whole vibe and aesthetic he had going on, and he always had a cute plush or cat appearing somewhere in his videos.

“You’re awfully spaced out” y/n’s friend said over FaceTime the next morning, y/n’s laptop set up on her counter as she tested out a recipe for her latest video. Cat shaped macarons, they were a pain in the ass but so satisfying if they came out well, this was her second batch so far.

“I’m daydreaming” y/n mumbled, checking her batter and making sure the consistency was perfect before filling her piping bag. She’d slept well the night before, she just found it weird that she’d dreamt of the mysterious chocolate youtuber, in her head he was so handsome and sweet. It was weird considering she didn’t know anything about him, and she really didn’t want to have a weird crush on someone she had never seen, but here she was thinking about him while she baked.

Halfway across the world, Seonghwa was uploading a video while eating cereal on his couch, checking his recent Instagram notifications and seeing that his followers were still talking about y/n from YouTube. She went by Mon Chérie on YouTube and y/n on her other social media’s, he knew about her and actually found her videos pleasant. He didn’t really watch too many cooking videos because he didn’t want to be influenced by others, but he quite liked how soothing her videos were. He wasn’t sure what it was about her that made his followers put them together, but he didn’t mind.

“Oh my gosh” y/n said, dropping everything she was holding when she saw the notification on her phone, one of many in the sea of instagram notifications, her heart raced as she clicked on it.

“What?” Her friend asked, bothered by her sudden outburst that had her worried. Y/n was always a go getter, she moved far away from her whole family as soon as she turned 18 and was still gone, she hadn’t stepped foot on u.s soil in a few years because her family usually flew in to visit on holidays. Everyone worried about her since she was so young, she didn’t have any family there whatsoever, but she was happy where she was even if it was lonely.

“He followed me on Instagram!” y/n shrieked, immediately following the chocolate connoisseur back and not being able to contain her excitement, “oh my gosh, oh my gosh- OH!”

“What?!”

“He messaged me!!”

*

Seonghwa now started and ended his days thinking about y/n, eager to talk to the girl everyone said he’d like, after talking for two weeks he really saw why everyone said so. She’d given him her number last night, an international area code because she’d been living in Korea for nearly four years now. He always teased her, it was an inside joke now between them that they’d both gone to each other’s countries and didn’t plan on coming back.

seonghwa[8:30pm]: it’s raining again :( it never stops raining

Y/n[8:31pm]: no one told you to move to Seattle

seonghwa[8:32pm]: the view from my apartment is the reason why I will never leave...

seonghwa[8:32pm]: the state, not my house. I leave my house

Y/n tried to keep from laughing as she read her messages, attempting to focus on her recipe but not being able to, she was enjoying herself too much. She did find the time difference to be a bit weird but they made it work, neither of them were ever really busy unless they were recording a video, so they spent a lot of free time messaging.

Y/n[8:40pm]: it’s nice and sunny here

seonghwa[8:41pm]: wow aren’t you lucky. I haven’t seen the sun in years!

Y/n[8:43pm]: meanwhile I’d love to see some rain

Seonghwa bit his lip, his balcony door open to let in the cool night air and so he could hear the rain, he turned on his lamp and messed with his hair before sending her a quick text.

seonghwa[8:45pm]: Can I FaceTime you?

Y/n was nervous, her heart racing and her ches tightening just at the thought of seeing him. They’d gone a whole two weeks without showing their faces, she knew eventually it would happen unless they stopped talking, but she didn’t ever want to stop talking to him. She was scared when she said yes, but she didn’t have much time to think about it because he was calling her soon after.

“Hi” y/n said nervously, her stomach tightening and her jaw nearly dropping when she saw him, she almost threw her phone in shock. She always pictured him as being handsome but she wasn’t expecting him to be even more handsome than she’d previously thought, he was staring at the screen with wide eyes and she felt so weird.

“You are so beautiful, why didn’t you tell me?!” He asked, sounding offended, y/n just covered her mouth while her cheeks went red and her eyes watered slightly.

“Stop it’s not funny. Show me the rain or hang up...” y/n mumbled teasingly, feeling her stomach erupt into butterflies when he laughed. He had the sweetest cutest laugh, she hated it, she didn’t know why he had to be so handsome and cute because now it was going to be all she thought of.

“No I think I’ve ceased to function, who is this radiant beauty and where did y/n go? This can’t be the same person who doesn’t change out of her pajamas until 2pm” Seonghwa teased, his mind blown to bits just looking at her. Maybe he liked her too much and his expectations were now shattered, it felt so strange to be seeing her face but he was so glad to be.

“Why did I tell you that?” Y/n laughed, embarrassed, switching the camera so it was pointing out of her window, “there’s your sunshine”

Seonghwa did the same, his view of the city probably the most attractive thing about him, at least that’s what he thought, “there’s your rain”

They sat in silence for a little bit just admiring the views from across the ocean, not really knowing what to say to each other now that they could hear and see each other, “I’m sorry I’m awkward”

Seonghwa felt breathless every time he saw her face, the type of pretty that radiated from within and made her look radiant, “awkward? If anyone’s awkward here it’s me, I’m blushing”

“You’re handsome”

Seonghwa groaned, his cheeks feeling hotter and hotter by the second, “it’s refreshing to hear your voice, it’s kind of everything I imagined it to be”

“Oh gosh, you’re making me blush now, I think the only time I’ve heard your voice was in that one video you posted where you spilled flour everywhere and left that in, when you cussed on family friendly YouTube” y/n teased, almost dropping her phone from laughing, glad she didn’t hang up on him by accident.

“Oh so you’re a fan girl, I knew it, I just knew it. You fangirls are crazy” it was his turn to tease her, watching her cheeks get red while she covered her face.

“Go to bed, you sound crazy now”

“I’ll sleep well after talking to you, I’m making a matcha dessert tomorrow, I’ll call you then? If you’re awake...” seonghwa suggested, smiling softly when she nodded, glad he got to see her before bed.

“Of course. Goodnight Seonghwa”

His heart clenched in his chest, the sound of his name sounding so nice coming from her he could pass out right there, “goodnight y/n”

*

“What time is it?” Y/n asked, rubbing her tired eyes after she’d spent some time editing a video and replying to comments, she was ready for bed and seonghwa had just FaceTimed her looking sleepy and messy.

“Around 6am, I woke up so I could tell you goodnight”

Y/n sighed, her heart aching, she was tired and stressed and even though she was glad to have him it got tiring. They’d been talking for months now, every day they got closer and they always joked about dropping everything and running to each other, both of them too scared to even suggest being with each other but wanting it badly.

“Seonghwa...” y/n mumbled, rubbing her face, wishing he hadn’t called while she was sleepy and emotional.

“I know that things are tough sometimes, but we have each other, and that’s why I call you before bed so that you can get your mind off of things” seonghwa said softly, trying to encourage her not to be sad despite not knowing why. He just thought it was because she was stressed from work, their jobs required all of their time, he really wanted to ask her to visit him for the holidays but he knew that she would be too busy to consider it.

“I should go, I think I’m gonna go okay?” Y/n mumbled, wanting to get off of the call already just so that she could cry in peace. On top of missing someone she hadn’t met yet, her family wasn’t going to be visit her for Christmas, which normally wouldn’t be a problem but she had felt so lonely lately she couldn’t afford to spend much more time alone.

“What’s wrong? You know I’m here for you, you know you can talk to me y/n, I’d do anything to help you feel better, are you okay?” He asked, feeling anxious that there was nothing he could do, he lived so far but all he wanted to do was wrap her in his arms and tell her that things would be okay. That he would take care of her, that they could make each other even happier.

“It’s just not fair okay? Why are you there, and why am I here? I just want to be next to you Seonghwa” y/n breathed, setting her phone down so she didn’t have to see the expression on his face, feeling like he wasn’t going to feel the same way at all. Sometimes she felt like she was making up the feelings, like he didn’t really like her as much as she could feel herself liking him.

“Y/n, can you look at me...or the phone screen, I want to tell you something, please” Seonghwa said, messing with his already messy black hair, turning on his lamp to combat the gloomy morning outside. Y/n finally picked up her phone, staring back at him from across the screen and wiping her red eyes, “can I do something for you for the holidays?”

“No..” she swallowed, his question only making her eyes water even more.

“Yes, please, I want to do it for you. I’m gonna buy you a plane ticket okay? I want to see you, I want you to come visit me and see your family” he smiled, wishing he could hold her hand, tell her in person, but that wouldn’t make any sense. He just wanted to be there with her.

“No seonghwa, why would you do that? You don’t have to do that for me,” y/n shook her head, feeling guilty already and for no good reason, “I could get my own ticket but even then what’s the point?”

Seonghwa sighed, pushing his fingers through his hair while his whole chest felt like someone was sitting on it, “because I want to be with you, and if you don’t feel the same way then it’s fine, but one day I want us to meet in person and I’d love for it to happen soon”

“Well I...I feel the same way, I really do, but it just-“

“Y/n...”

“Seonghwa” y/n whined, covering her face again.

“If you say yes, you won’t have to worry about anything being enough when you’re with me, I’ll give you enough kisses and hugs to last forever”

Y/n fell asleep with the slightest reassurance that everything would be okay, that she was loved and she could make it through it all, she just needed a little faith and patience. Having patience was hard though, it was hard when all she wanted was to be there already, they’d agreed she’d take a sooner flight to make it all better. She didn’t know what to expect because truthfully she was still trying to wrap her head around things, she couldn’t believe that they’d gone from being paired together by their subscribers to actually going to meet each other. To maybe even being in love with each other..

*

“You are so much taller than I thought you were!” y/n gasped, the crowded airport doing little to distract the couple who were utterly taken by each other, her chin softly hitting Seonghwa’s chest when he pulled her into a hug. His free hand played with her hair, never wanting to let her go, but he wanted to look at her.

“You are even more beautiful in person, look at this beautiful face, here I thought it wouldn’t get better,” seonghwa mumbled, holding her face in his hand while y/n softly touched the fingers on his right hand, “how was your flight?”

“Worth it. Ask me if I remember anything and I’d be at a loss, the whole world is disappearing right now” she laughed, wincing at all of the emotions she was feeling. When she got to the airport back at home she felt confident, ready, she was going to see Seonghwa and she was going to love him and vice versa. She just didn’t think he’d turn her to mush the minute they locked eyes and she saw his smile, she finally got to find out what he smelled like and how he felt, it was so strange but so comforting.

“You’re so beautiful. I keep saying it but it’s true, I can’t get over you” Seonghwa whispered, his heart finally steady just having her here, he smiled softly when she closed her eyes and leaned into him.

“You feel like home Seonghwa”

“I’m sorry I can’t be more romantic and you’re probably exhausted, but I just want to know, can I-“

“Yes. You can, please” y/n laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck when he pressed his lips against hers, she fit so snugly against him and she had to compensate for their height difference by getting on her toes but it was worth it. Kissing him felt like a dream, like everything she could hope for and more in a single kiss, her heart ached for him even though he was right there.

“You stole my heart just now, please don’t give it back y/n” Seonghwa whispered, giving her one last lingering kiss before pulling away from her.

“I’ll take care of it, will you take care of mine?”

He didn’t even need to answer, because how could he say no?

Y/n hadn’t even been in Seattle for a full 24 hours before everyone started to freak out over her whereabouts, nothing was sacred when it came to her fans who wanted to know where she’d gone and if she was visiting family. Some people joked that she was visiting Seonghwa and asked for a collaboration video, which of course they’d never pass up, ever.

“You’re tickling me” y/n laughed against Seonghwa’s back, her hands feeling around the table in front of her for the proper ingredients they needed to even begin making anything. Seonghwa had a good idea after watching baking videos all night with y/n who used them to help fall asleep, the interesting concepts and challenges were something he never would have thought to do on his own but now he didn’t have to.

“Baby if you move your right hand just two inches to the left you’ll find the whisk you’ve been looking for this whole time” Seonghwa said quietly, his hands slipping into the pockets of her sweatshirt to occupy the time.

“You’ll edit this out right?”

“You’re doing a great job, are you sure you’ll be able to separate the egg yolks?” Seonghwa asked, staring down at her work and feeling proud that his girlfriend really knew her way around a kitchen. I mean why wouldn’t she? But without being able to see properly, he’d never be able to do it.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head, just watch me work, I got this,” she mumbled, kissing his back before searching for the eggs, “you’ll let me know when the yolks are fully separated right?”

“Of course love, you trust me?”

“Yes, among other things...” y/n said, finding the eggs before finding the kitchen towel and placing them on top. Seonghwa was good at giving her directions when she couldn’t see, and luckily she was good at listening. They made it through the easy parts, greasing and lining molds, pre melting chocolate so no one got burnt, whisking the egg yolks into the chocolate, without a doubt the hardest part was now when she had to whisk egg whites.

“Are you sure? I can help you know” Seonghwa laughed, he was pretty certain his camera’s were positioned low enough anyways that if he ever felt like moving and helping y/n no one would be able to see her face. They quite liked the mystery surrounding them, everyone wondered what they looked like, at this point it was more routine than actively wanting to hide their faces though.

“Maybe you can pour the sugar. But then it wouldn’t be just my hands and I’d lose the challenge” y/n laughed, wrapping her arms around his waist while he finally brought his hands back around.

“But we want a good soufflé, and I’ll just hold the mixer, you pour the sugar. And I set aside a couple different measuring spoon sizes so it’s up to you to find the tablespoon,” Seonghwa teased, his eyes widening when it was the first thing she touched, “can you see?!”

Y/n blushed, peeking around his side to give him a cheeky grin, earning a kiss from Seonghwa who moved to stand a bit behind her, “Challenge failed. Now we bake like the professionals we are”

The souffle’s came out better than expected, both of them certain at least one thing would come out wrong or maybe the souffles wouldn’t rise but they were so good it had them stuck on the video as they edited and again when they uploaded it the next morning.

“You’re so handsome when you sleep. But like, you’re also handsome all the time. I don’t get it, how are you so amazing?” Y/n asked, poking Seonghwa’s nose as they cat napped after breakfast. A literal cat nap, Seonghwa’s cat had taken a liking to y/n and just wanted to be curled up in her lap as big as he was. Seonghwa felt left out, wanting to be cuddled by y/n instead, but he couldn’t help but feel lots of love for a potential little family as he hugged y/n against his chest and she hugged the cat.

“If you’re any nicer to me I’m going to follow you everywhere, next plane to Seoul I’m out, I’ll see you there” Seonghwa teased, kissing the top of her head, noticing she had pulled her phone out to take photos of the cat who was now stretching across her legs. He seriously did take up a lot of room, taking up most of her legs and covering her in his gorgeous amber fur.

“Don’t tempt me, I might just do it,” y/n mumbled, attempting to get a candid photo of Seonghwa but failing when he noticed and winked at the camera, “ah, so handsome, you give me butterflies”

“If you post me on social media the world will never know” seonghwa teased, the new joke between them was that they just wanted the fame that followed a face reveal, that after they got got new subscribers they’d just ghost each other and that would be it. Admittedly it was fun to joke around, but both of them had no intentions of actually doing that, in fact they wanted to spend as much time together as possible.

“Not a chance, you’re too special, too handsome, too sweet, I’m too lucky”

Seonghwa bit his lip, holding back a shy laugh while his entire face flushed, “I love you y/n”

Y/n titled her head back, her eyes wide and full of emotions as seonghwa held her face and kissed her, the sudden movements making the cat scurry off of her lap, “I love you too seonghwa, so much”

“That’s it, I’m buying my plane tickets, when can I visit you?” He asked, taking his phone out while hugging her a bit tighter, kissing the top of her head because he couldn’t ever get enough.

“What? You’re going to leave your house and take an airplane to visit me? Have I done something correctly?” Y/n teased, raising her eyebrows playfully while seonghwa just shook his head.

“You’ve already told me yourself, now it’s my turn. My home is wherever you are, comfort zones are obliviated in the face of true love” he mumbled, checking for flights within the next couple of months and sighing at the thought of spending time with y/n in her country. His country...? It had been a while since he’d been back but it would all be a dream once he did.

“So cheesy, so romantic, I’m already full stop feeding me!”

“No I refuse, I’m gonna love you forever, I’ve just decided that right this instant. Let’s get married” he joked, making y/n roll her eyes, seonghwa just smiled because he knew he was being dramatic but she loved it.

“This is all a publicity scam, I can’t believe you” y/n groaned, her face warming as she tried to hold in her laughter while grasping his hands that tickled at her sides. In the end he hugged her close, kissing the side of her face while they looked through the comments on their latest YouTube video together.

“Well my publicity scam seems to be working? But my cat likes you too much for me to get rid of you now, I guess I’ll have to endure it. I just bought my plane ticket, wanna go out? I want to hold your hand”

“When?!”

“Right now, or not...” seonghwa trailed off, playing dumb as he avoided her eyes, “just kidding, around your birthday”

“Oh my gosh,” y/n groaned, hugging him tightly, “you’re staying until your birthday though...right?”

Seonghwa was glad their birthdays weren’t far apart, although he wouldn’t mind staying with her longer, “of course, if Mon Chérie would allow it”

She blushed, covering her cheeks and just thinking about how amazing it was to be with him, how great it was gonna be spending time with him, “I think my bed is big enough for you”

“You take up virtually no space in my bed, yet all the space in my heart. Too cheesy? I love you...”

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get to know meme!

Tagged by @jadedbirch — hi! I know for a fact my Ao3 username hasn’t shown up for as many kudos as you deserve; I’m slowly getting over the pointless oddness that comes over me at the idea of putting my username in the kudos list for individual Steamy works. You’ll know when I do because there will be a flood in your notifications...

1. are you named after anyone?

Nope! My middle name might be in the ancestry somewhere, but Amy was the name ‘chosen’ (I do not know with what degree of truth) by my big sister, who my parents let contribute because she had waited through two brothers before finally getting a sister. I like it a lot, so I’m grateful! 

2. when was the last time you cried?

Last week! It fuckin sucked!!! 

3. do you have any kids?

Nah, someday maybe.

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

I use it mostly with my students! I’m a tutor, and when I can connect with a student with a bit of sarcasm it really lightens the mood. I think otherwise I use it more online than in person.

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

I am terrible with names so I try to cement face+voice+personality together, then connect all of that with a name. Specific features do jump out to me sometimes, but different ones for different people.

6. what’s your eye colour?

A blue that likes to wander a gray or green depending on lighting, as most blue eyes do!

7. scary movie or happy endings?

BITTERSWEET ENDINGS. Well. SEMISWEET ENDINGS. FULL MILK CHOCOLATE HAPPY ENDINGS ARE OKAY TOO NOW AND THEN.

Heck I like scary movies most of the time. This doesn’t seem like an either/or?

8. any special talents?

I make bruschetta worth dying over. Also, i can untie any tangled material given enough time.

9. where were you born?

Texas, y’all

10. what are your hobbies?

I got oodles of hobbies and oodles of painbrain+depression! Art/writing/flute/singing, plus DnD and other dice rolling story games with my friends. When I’m not quite up to those but not quite a zombie, I play video games and crochet. 

11. do you have any pets?

I have a baguette that yells at me every morning and evening to be fed!

(His name is Ford, no one wanted to adopt him because he had sensitivity/social/trauma issues and his outbursts were nearly impossible to predict. We’ve come a long way together so far as each others’ therapy creatures)

12. what sports do you play/have played?

I played tennis casually with my dad when I was young, and loved it. I also played soccer and then basketball on two dismally untalented teams, but had to quit as much activity as possible when my legs+notlegs got worse.

Marching Band is kind of a sport, but it’s more of an involuntary cult in the story of my life so I don’t count that!

13. how tall are you?

5′4”ish

14. dream job?

Fiction content editor! Or art restorer. Or calculus teacher. Any of these with novel-writing on the side.

15. favourite subject in school?

I was an English kid and an art kid and a music kid until senior year when I ALSO became a math kid, because calculus wooed me quick and well.

~EMBARRASSING DISCLAIMER~

I feel that it’s appropriate to tag other people in the Black Sails fandom, especially since I don’t really *know*-know many people? Unfortunately I am still very much scarred by my first foray to the group, which was following tons of blogs I admired at once and finding out about bitter Discourses from all sides. I am paranoid enough to worry that if I tag names I recognize there will be Wrong ones, or ones that shouldn’t be listed Together even on a third-party harmless post.

So... I have had a few new Critical Role/etc people to tag! If you haven’t watched Black Sails yet, PLEASE DO IT FOR ME and don’t be turned off by my mention of fandom, it’s as good and bad as any other and I just had an awkward splash into it that makes me uncomfy. @thegriffin-blakefamily @maybe-ill-just-sing-about-it​ and uhhh my newest follower! Hi! @settlee-down-with-mee​

[cafephan]

Middle of the Night (I Need You)

Summary: Dan and Phil are stuck in their hotel room at Playlist after fans find out where they’re staying, so they make their own entertainment.

Genre: Reality, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 2.2k

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YouTube events are always hectic. The meet and greets are often disorganised and everyone runs riot, the green room fills up every year with more people that they don’t know, the ‘younger, fresher, new faces of online content’, and they often find themselves retreating either to the corner of the room or back to their hotel room as soon as they can.

But nothing is ever as hectic as the after-parties. Not the ones put on by the event, they can rarely be bothered to tolerate awkward small talk, whilst desperately trying to dodge any vlog cameras and snapchat stories and sipping on weak alcohol. Not that they can ever avoid being in an overwhelming amount of thumbnails.

No matter how many times they’ve subtly shown their disapproval at people doing as such.

So for the past few years, they’ve taken to hosting little parties of their own, inviting a few close friends over for drinks and easy chat. Everyone knows that Dan and Phil are introverts, they’ve said it themselves. Everyone also knows that Dan and Phil pretty much come as a package deal, and over time their friends have tired of teasing them about it. If anything, it’s one of the two men themselves who make a dig at their closeness.

Not being ones to break tradition, Playlist is no exception. The event’s party is happening in one of the event rooms somewhere on the ground floor, yet Dan and Phil are in their room, surrounded by their closest friends who are also fellow attendees. Drinks have been had and many a laugh have been shared, but as soon as Tom yawns, everyone begins to yawn, and the long day of panels and meetups begins to take its toll.

Slowly people begin to leave, each hugging Dan and Phil goodbye and thanking them for the get-together, and soon enough it is just the two of them in the big double room.

“So, what do we-“ Phil is cut off by Dan holding up a finger whilst he looks down at his phone.

Phil is about to throw a little tantrum (he can blame it on the alcohol despite not being anywhere near drunk) when Dan shoves his phone in Phil’s face, displaying a text from Cornelia.

Hope you two weren’t planning on leaving anytime tonight…. group of fans heading your way

“How did they even know to come here?” Phil asks, and Dan immediately places a finger to his lips, and nods towards the door.

Muffled voices can be heard, a lot of them by the sound of it.

“Is this the right room?” a voice asks.

“That’s what people are saying. They saw Phil head this way earlier today, I’m sure!” another replies, and Dan turns to face Phil again, and raises an eyebrow.

‘I told you!’ he mouths, and Phil shrugs.

‘I needed it!’ Phil replies, and Dan rolls his eyes.

‘It’s not even cold!’

‘You’re in a jumper!’

Dan waves his hand dismissively, and begins to mouth something else, but Phil can’t even begin to decipher it. He silently asks for it to be repeated, but instead Dan walks over to the desk at the far end of the room and picks up two of the complementary notepads provided by the hotel, and two of the many sharpies they brought for signing.

He then makes his way over to turn off the lights and then switches on the bedside lamps, and sits on one of the single beds (for some reason the hotel put them in adjoining rooms, one with two single beds and one with a double bed – needless to say this is the only time they’ll be using the single beds) and Phil sits on the opposite one, and Dan hands him a notepad and sharpie.

Why the lights?

Dan starts scribbling his reply.

Why do you think, genius?

Phil puts his sharpie to paper, but at the same second, yet another new voice speaks from outside their door.

“Okay I just messaged the person who saw him earlier and they said it’s definitely this room. They’re on their way too, actually.”

Best get used to lamplight and this old-school communication. Dan holds up his notepad, and a small smile has crept onto his lips.

Could we not just text? Phil replies, and Dan heads to writing again.

We could. But admit this is more fun.

Phil can’t deny it. It is fun.

Besides it’s free, it’d be rude not to! Dan is smiling widely, and it is virtually impossible for Phil not to match it.

You’re weird, he writes, and when Dan shrugs he writes again, But how long do you think we have to do this?

Dan’s sharpie is poised over his paper when one of the voices from outside speaks up again.

“Shall we just order pizza?”

A while by the sound of things…. do you think they’d give us some of that pizza?

Phil laughs, though immediately cups his hand over his mouth as they both listen to see if they were heard. When the next sounds they hear are someone ordering food from outside, they ease in relief.

It isn’t that they don’t love and appreciate their fans, of course they do, it’s just that after a packed schedule of panels and hours-long meetups, they need some time for themselves. Phil feels slightly guilty as it’s his fault, he was the one who insisted going back to their room to get a jacket (despite Dan telling him again and again he wouldn’t need it, which he didn’t in the end, but wore it anyway to prove a point) and some fans obviously saw him in the lobby and followed from a distance, then posted about it. Credit where it was due, they have always admired their fans’ dedication and sleuth skills, but everyone has their limits.

You’re going to blow our cover, you know! Phil holds up his notepad and waggles a finger from side to side in feigned disapproval, and it is Dan’s turn to laugh, and he too cups a hand over his mouth.

They’re safe again, no voices speak up.

Not the only thing I’m going to blow if you don’t stop making me laugh

Phil tilts his head to the side in confusion, and Dan shakes his head before writing again.

Ignore i said that, i don’t get it either

Phil smiles and flips to a new page. Literally never going to ignore you said that, can you not keep it in for five minutes?

A blush creeps onto Dan’s cheeks as he flips Phil off, and they both press their lips together as they desperately try to keep in their laughter.

It’s these kind of moments that they both treasure most. When the atmosphere is light and easy and they know they wouldn’t rather be there with anyone else, that it wouldn’t be anywhere near the same with anyone else.

People often assume that when Dan and Phil leave early from events and/or are somewhere else keeping themselves to themselves, things are always hotting up. When in reality, they’re doing stupid things like writing to each other on notepads whilst sitting two steps away from each other.

Not that they haven’t done anything of the former calibre, but since the incident of 2014 when it pained Dan to walk and stand upright for countless hours for a meetup the day after, they decided to keep that kind of fun for when they’re back home. Louise and Cat, the only ones who know about said incident, still tease them about it from time to time.

Guess what, Dan writes, and Phil just blinks at him, encouraging him to continue. I have an idea

I have lots of ideas, Phil writes back, Remember my idea to adopt two dogs???

Dan rolls his eyes. Forever home…..

Phil pouts, but Dan doesn’t see as he writes again.

But anyway, want to hear my genius idea?

Do i have a choice? xD

Dan narrows his eyes and flips Phil off. Let me live my life you dork, it’s not my fault people keep bringing that god awful thing up… I WAS YOUNG

Phil holds up his hands in surrender, and Dan reaches for his phone and wiggles it in his hand.

‘Watch and learn’ he mouths as he begins to type.

@danielhowell: is there anything better than free food at an event i think not

Phil’s phone immediately displays the tweet notification, and he glances at it before writing.

Wow check your privilege much

Dan flips him off yet again and nods towards the door.

“Did you see the tweet?” one of the voices asks, and is met with a chorus of mumbles of agreement.

“Should we head to the green room then? Sounds like they’re there” someone else suggests.

“It could be a scheduled tweet though, they might not be there.”

Phil reaches for his phone.

@AmazingPhil: @danielhowell i’m going back for another muffin right now i think i have an addiction help

Dan looks down at the notification and raises an eyebrow.

@danielhowell: @AmazingPhil you have a problem i can literally see you filling your pockets

It all happens in a few seconds, then, multiple voices speak at once, most significantly higher pitched and more excited than before, and then there is the sound of eager footsteps running further and further away.

Dan presses a finger to his lips as he slowly stands up and walks over to the front door and looks through the peephole.

“Looks like it’s finally just the two of us” he says with a grin as he makes his way back over, switching the lights back on as he passes the switch.

Phil stands up from the bed and stretches his legs. “I’d say we maybe have about…” he looks down at his bare wrist and taps a finger to his chin, “Fifteen minutes?”

Dan nudges him in the arm. “We could do a lot in fifteen minutes.”

“I know you mean order room service and watch anime.”

Dan rests his head on Phil’s shoulder.

“Damn right I do. Can we?”

Phil smiles and rests his head on Dan’s. “Whatever you want.”

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Ten minutes later they’re tucked up in the double bed finishing off a stack of chocolate coated waffles (Phil is still holding a grudge at the hotel for taking pancakes off of the menu) and watching an episode of an anime.

“You know what I just realised?” Phil asks between bites.

“Not until you tell me, oh wise one” Dan replies.

“We probably could’ve just gone straight to this room and just, like, whispered. I think we’d have been fine, the doors are far apart.”

Dan stops chewing for a moment as he ponders the theory, and eventually laughs.

“We’re stupid.”

Phil laughs too. “We really are.”

“We had fun, though.”

“We really did.”

They don’t speak another word for the rest of the episode, but Dan moves into Phil’s arms and Phil gently draws patterns on Dan’s bare skin with his fingers, and they both take a moment to silently thank whatever higher forces may exist in the universe for making everything possible.

As the party downstairs continues in full swing and the sky continues to darken and the American nightlife blossoms outside of their window, they snuggle into the duvet and pull it up to their chins (the sheets are only thin, and they constantly have the air conditioning running despite them not needing it on after ten minutes).

“Can I ask something of you?” Phil whispers, they’re both now half-asleep.

Dan yawns, and turns to face him. “Anything.”

Phil pauses for a moment and smiles to himself. “When we get back can you please take some handwriting lessons?”

Dan doesn’t open his eyes, though gently kicks Phil’s leg under the duvet. “Fuck you,” he says, his voice is laced with sleep and a smile toys at his lips.

“I love you” Phil says, and can’t stop himself from closing the (already very small) gap between them and kissing Dan softly, causing Dan’s eyes to open.

“I love you more” Dan replies, then places a hand on Phil’s neck, bringing him back down for another kiss. “But your handwriting sucks too.”

“If that’s the only complaint you have, I can live with that.”

“You’re lucky you’re cute or else I’d kick your ass right now” Dan says, evidently falling back into the clutches of sleep.

“We established onstage today that we wouldn’t fight, besides you’d be too scared that I’d annihilate you” Phil grins, and Dan sighs dramatically.

“Go to sleep, loser” he says fondly as he finds Phil’s hand and loosely links their fingers.

Phil presses a kiss to Dan’s forehead and closes his eyes.

The room falls silent, and nobody has returned to outside their door.

“… But we both know I’d be the one to annihilate you” Dan adds to his previous statement.

“You didn’t seem to think so on the night before we left for America” Phil quips, and Dan cringes.

“Phil.”

It is the last word spoken before they both fall asleep, lulled to sleep by the distant pounding music from the party.

Little do they know they dream about the same thing that night. Of many easy, light-hearted nights like the one they just had, in a forever home of their own with a canine friend running around at their feet.

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thank you so much for reading, i hope you enjoyed the fic! 

please let me know what you thought and like/reblog if you liked it :)

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also the title is from Middle Of The Night by The Vamps!

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Pandora chapter 1 (Re-write)

A/N: As I have said earlier, there will be a bit of plot change and some scenes will be erased. I will be replacing the chapters online tomorrow or so.

Pandora (Not yet replaced with re-written chapters): FF l Wattpad l Quotev

Volterra, Italy.

Population: 11,042.

She always wanted to take some break off school and travel but it wasn't after her rather dramatic break-up with Mark that set her off to the right rail. She couldn't bear to be in Forks – the gloomy, unfamiliar town. She wanted something different for once or she would've gone crazy.

Jessica didn't know what made her choose this beautiful town out of all places she could have chosen; she'd been dreaming about being in Paris, wondering around with all the latest fashions and enjoying the bright night view– not here. Maybe it was because Italy was similar to Paris: both are known as 'City of Love' and both were beautiful in their own ways too.

Now, she was enjoying the quiet night sky as the stars above her head had come out to play and twinkle like small diamonds studded in the dark blanket. Ever since she was young, she found night to be quite calming, beautiful – not scary or fearful like many other children seemed to believe; she wasn't afraid of the dark because she knew there was nothing in the dark that could harm her.

Jessica closed her eyes in bliss as the calm wind blew through her hair; unlike Forks the night was so peaceful. Quiet. Something that was rare in Forks and other places she visited. The beautiful town held that comfortable country side atmosphere unlike the noisy Forks bustling with lousy teenagers wasting themselves away with alcohol and drugs. Not that she had the right to say anything about their chosen lifestyle.

The whole town was asleep, apart from darkly lit street lights, only silent seemed to inhibit here. So silent that she could hear rustling of trees from the outer walls of the town faintly in her ears.

There was a slightly rustling from her left side she normally wouldn't be able hear if it wasn't for the silence. Jessica slowly turned her head, while she wasn't those reckless types and had good survival skills to know a girl shouldn't be sitting on a fountain at this kind of time alone and open, she couldn't say no to this tranquil experience.

She was sure there was someone there hidden in the darkness and the figure stepped into the silvery moon light. From the tall, lean yet lithe stature, she knew it was a male. He wore all black and hood over his face; too dark to make out any certain looks.

For a moment, her and his eyes seemed to meet before he sharply cut and headed toward the tall, clock tower. Good, as long as he kept his distance she wouldn't have to try her feeble kung-fu version from the movie, 'Rush Hour'.

He glanced over his shoulder, as if checking if whether she was giving more interest and attention than normal. Satisfied she shrugged off and went back to watching the evening sky, he opened the doors before stepping inside and closing it behind him.

The next day, she started off her morning with touring around the beautiful town. Pinacoteca (Art Gallery) was the first place she stepped in, admiring the beautiful religious paintings left behind as legacy by famous painters that graced through our history.

The gallery was spacious, huge and maze-like that she could only explore less than half of the whole collections of arts within the time she gave herself. The brief disappointment vanished when Jessica found a family café 'L'Incontro' that was designed in a way that gave off homely atmosphere giving the ease Jessica sought ever since she came here.

She brought one of articulately made pastry and cappuccino printed with heart shape made from milk drops, almost too hesitant to drink such art form. Jessica of course snapped the picture and uploaded on her Instagram for her friends to see and instantly her phone lighted with notifications.

Jessica was greeted by the owner of the place who also acted as manager/employee, Leo – a middle aged man who is married and had a daughter of her age who often helped out his place. Jessica soon found herself laughing at the man's jokes, he was almost like her father – obviously loves his family very much, humorous, very protective of their only daughter and loved to humiliate their daughter very openly.

She soon said goodbye, finishing her meal but with a promise she'll come back to have their famous home-made Spaghetti Bolognese.

Soon enough, Jessica found herself at a strange place when she wondered out the town's wall. Maybe she was being too adventurous on her first day. Now she didn't know how to get out the lovely garden of sorts she found by accident. She doubts the long-time inhabitants even knew this place; she was completely lost.

But those worrying thoughts were repressed as Jessica began to take in the surroundings. It was tranquil and isolated; a perfect place. A haven away from the world.

She took a seat on Gothic designed metal bench, opened her bag and took out her novel she needed to read: 'Tess of the d'Urbervilles' a rather depressing book she heard, not to mention she saw the drama too. Let's say, she prefered happy endings.

Jessica was too engrossed to notice the time flowing as sun start to set, there were groups of murmurs heading toward her directions but it wasn't until the melodic voice tore her away from the world of literature.

"Now, stay together, everyone." The high pitched voice struck through Jessica, definitely making a deep impression on her even before she saw its owner which she was sure was as beautiful as the voice was.

And she was. So so much more.

The woman wore dark crimson dress that flattered and hugged her die-for hourglass figure, long, lustrous mahogany hair and long legs any models would sell their souls to the devils for. The gorgeous woman was beautiful enough to be compared to Rosalie Hale – another girl Jessica knew that was more stunning than any celebrities she saw in the magazines.

Jessica almost flinched nervously when the woman turned to look at Jessica sitting at the side with idiotic gaping looks; mouth wide open and eyes bulged like a fish. The woman looked surprised but quickly replaced it with a smile as she graced – not walk – the floor effortlessly toward her.

"Hello." Her voice rang in Jessica's ears like clarion church bells.

"..Hi.." Jessica's voice was weak and squeaky against the mysterious woman.

"I am Heidi." She had an exotic name too to suit her exotic beauty, "Yours'?"

"Jessica. Jessica Stanley." Jessica wasted no time to shake her head nervously; her name sounded so ordinary and common against Heidi's.

Heidi beamed at her, "Pleasure. You are not from here are you not?"

Jessica nodded, for some whatever reason, she was compelled to tell the truths. Hell, if she asked for Jessica's credit card PIN, she'd gladly give her if it made her happy.

"You don't happen to know the Cullens' right?" Jessica suddenly blurted out.

If there was one thing that constantly reminded her of the Cullens' was their unnatural beauty that outshined all the famous people out there. Many often, Jessica wondered how the hell they weren't famous; just by their looks alone they could make it to the cover page of Vogue with a flick of a finger but instead they settled in a small, boring, rural town for an ordinary life instead.

And the fact she even asked such questions, she chided herself for being stupid. Like, Cullens' have a family in Italy – well to be fair, they never revealed much about themselves to others except Bella and mostly kept to themselves but she came all the way here and certainly did not take 11 hour flight just so her self-esteem could take a punch in the gut.

Heidi's kind face melted away and replaced by something Jessica identified as recognition. So she knew the Cullens'? And from the fleeting emotion she observed, Heidi seemed to have a somewhat strained relationship with them and surprised Jessica knew them.

"You know the Cullens'?"

Jessica nodded.

Heidi once again smiled pleasantly, "What a surprise? If they told us their acquaintance was coming over here, I'd have shown you around the Volterra's most beautiful sides."

"I don't really know them," Jessica told, shrugging her shoulder, "I mean they are not the most sociable people I know. Dr and Mrs. Cullens' kids goes to my school but I don't really talk to them, they are quite weird. Especially Alice."

Jessica saw Heidi relax, "I see. Well, I must get going you see, my groups are getting quite restless but it was a privilege to talk to you. Hope we can meet once again in the future."

Jessica finally noticed who she was talking about. There was probably about twenty or thirty groups of tourists in their very obvious and stereotypical tourist fashion: waist purse, hats, cameras but no souvenir of sorts. Wasn't that what many tourists would actually take with them of their visitation?

She saw Heidi floating toward the group once again and they all look at her with the same star-struck gaze, even the children. She guided them to the front and to the door.

Heidi once more turned her head toward Jessica, "Oh, this is a private property, Jessica, no outsiders allowed. I am sorry for the inconvenience."

Jessica furiously shook her head with red hues spreading across her cheeks, "Um, no! It was my fault for intruding – I-I didn't know. I'll go."

She hastily collected her belongings and speed walked to the way the tourists came but not before giving a last glance over the shoulder as she saw Heidi closing the door after everyone had entered and gave her a final dazzling smile.

Somehow, it unnerved her.

Jessica checked her watch and was surprised to see it was already seven in the afternoon. She should get back to her hotel room now as it was already quite dark. She used her phone light as a flash light to guide her feet to not stumble down the stairs.

She turned and twists through almost maze like ambiguous constructions, she didn't know where she was going but following her pure instinct. Jessica's eyes were down onto her shoes she forgot to look up as she felt herself bump into a hard wall.

But the hard wall didn't felt like wool either.

Jessica gasped when she realised it was someone – not something – and jumped a few feet back, "I'm so sorry! It was dark and I wasn't looking where I was going."

She was hoping it was just a normal person and not some psycho or even a mafia or something like that. Jessica looked back to see the person's reaction. The person had dark coat and a hood over him–

"You look like the person I saw yesterday night…" She blurted out before quickly apologising, "Sorry, random thoughts. I apologise for the bumping into you by the way."

Jessica side stepped and found herself torn with two roads. Which one would lead her to the right road and which one would lead her to the wrong end? Right or Left?

Jessica turned to her right, about to step around the corner until a voice stopped her.

"Left."

She stopped, glancing over her shoulder with puzzled expression.

"You are going the wrong way; left." His voice was suave and smooth with hint of English accent. It was like hearing sirens sing.

"Oh.." Jessica muttered as realisation hit her like cold bucket of water, feeling embarrassed, she turned to the left.

"Thank you." She thanked before disappearing off the corner.

The next few days, she kept her eyes out for Heidi for reason unknown to her. She hoped she could even see few of the tourists that were with Heidi but sadly, she couldn't spot those people in the crowds. Not even Heidi.

Where were all the tourists? Did they all go back?

Ominous feeling tugged the back of her mind and she began to worry. Something wasn't right. She didn't know the reason but somehow, doubtful feelings were rousing inside her.

Jessica stood up from the bench in the town square and trotted into the familiar maze.

Wait–why was she here again? Jessica wondered as she stared at the closed door.

Jessica carefully stepped toward the door, first stepping up the small stairs and she soon stood in front of the door.

"I believe Heidi had told you not to come here again." The familiar voice drawled lazily.

She jerked to the source and found the man standing down the stair, still wearing the dark cloak and hood over his face.

"I was–what's behind this door?" Jessica demanded feebly.

"A matter that is none of your concern." He coldly replied, stepping up to face her.

Jessica narrowed her eyes, darting between the mystery man and the door, "So I can go in? What will happen when I go in?"

She was only replied with a smirk, "If that is your wish," He gestured his arm to the door, "Go ahead."

If this human did step in, it only suited his need rather than hers'.

Jessica's head wearily approached the door, her hand grasped on the door knob. Her mind was screaming there was something much more sinister behind this door that only separated her from whatever dark secrets there was. But at the corner of her mind, the curiosity probed against her better judgement.

Curiosity killed the cat, her conscious said.

But the satisfaction brought it back, her mind retorted.

Ring

Ring

The dull, metallic sound of her phone ringtone rang loudly, making Jessica startle. She checked the screen name: Bella.

Swiping the accept call button, she brought the cell to her ear, "Hello?"

"Jessica, are you ok?!"

There was desperation in Bella's voice, deepening Jessica's frown, "Um..duh? Why has someone called you saying that I was kidnapped?" Jessica jokingly laughed. Slight shuffling could be heard before the masculine voice replaced Bella's.

"Jessica, get out of there."

"Edward? What–"

"Get out. Go somewhere that is crowded – anywhere but there!"

Did someone actually called them saying she was kidnapped?

"I don't understand–" The phone was abruptly taken from Jessica's hand as Alec held the cell to his ears and with the smooth but demanding tone overridden with threat,

"Edward, please compose yourself. I am at my most controlled self; you are making her more suspicious."

Jessica could still his shouts of protests over the phone but it was swiftly cut as Alec pressed the end call button and handed it back to her.

"You know Edward?"

"Of course. He had visited us once with..Bella." He smirked, teasingly, "Come. I will accompany you back – if you still wish to."

Jessica realised he was gesturing to the doors and with defeated pride, she backed away.

"Good choice." The unsuspecting human followed behind him as he guided her back to the town square to make sure she didn't linger by.

"I'm Jessica." She introduced, finding the silent too awkward.

"Alec." His reply after a brief pause was short as if contemplating to give her his name or not.

Jessica concluded he had a rather quiet nature but he seemed lively and teasing at times, "So, what's the deal with you and Edward? He sounded like he was talking to his public enemy no.1"

"Feelings are mutual I suppose."

She nodded but there was something that had been bugging her as of recent, "How old are you?" A rude question but hopefully he doesn't mind.

"Fourteen." There was a pause before he answered her.

Jessica halted, shocked, her reply coming out in stutter, "W-wait– fourteen? As in one and four together?"

His lip twitched in emotion she couldn't identify, "Of course. I cannot be old as the number you seemed to have mistakenly heard."

So forty is out then, Jessica thought.

"Well you don't sound very fourteen-ish. You sound older."

"And may I ask yours' since it is a courtesy to answer one's own question as well?"

"Seventeen."

"You don't look like seventeen." He retorted.

Jessica laughed along but quickly placed serious expression, realising his word can be interpreted in both ways, "Wait, like good way or bad? Young or older? If old how old?"

She saw only a calm expression in his half hidden face, leaving her to decide, "Aren't you going to ask why I'm here?"

"It's none of my concern."

Jessica smiled, finding the kid's too-old-for-him-vocabulary cute, "I bet you're home-schooled; you definitely are. You're lucky I'm like really open, but I'm here because I want to make mistakes. You know take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere or just see what life has for me."

"Mistake? I believe you made your first."

Jessica frowned, "No, this will probably be my…hundredth one or more."

She saw she was soon back to where she started, blurry faces passing by, silently ignoring the two teenagers in the alley, "Wanna be friends whilst I’m here?" She turned but he wordlessly faced her to the front. Jessica liked to believe she was initiating friendship purely out of altruistic intention but really she was lonely and also needed a native friend who could show her around so she didn’t make tourist mistakes like spending unnecessary amount of money on something cheap.

"You should not so easily say those words." He whispered with a hint of mocking in his voice.

"Why?" She frowned once again at his outward gestures.

"Because the very thing you are asking for is impossible."

There was a slight breeze of wind passing through her hair and when she turned her head behind, he had disappeared.

Bella sighed as she pocketed her phone, turning around to face the worrying stares of the Cullens', "She seems fine..for now."

Edward stepped forward, holding her hands with his cold ones, "Bella, if she's alright, then she is fine. Stop troubling yourself and relax."

"But Alice saw it. She saw–" Bella couldn't even finish her sentence and Edward understood. He saw Alice's vision as clear as she had.

"Bella, remember my visions are not accurate and change according to people's choice." Alice added with the intention to soothe Bella's worry.

Bella had been with Alice and Edward when she received her vision; the image flashed passed through her eyes in fast speed but it was crystal clear what was happening.

Jessica standing in the centre of the familiar large throne room, Alec grasping Jessica's arm tightly in hold before Aro stepped down with cruel smile..he bites her neck before Alec ravages her in animalistic fashion until the last drop of her blood dropped from his lip and coats the floor with crimson – the colour of his eyes and stared into the lifeless eye of Jessica Stanley.

It was Edward who alerted Bella who immediately acted on her worry and called Jessica to confirm her safety.

Alice saw Bella's fear held gaze relax a little as she heard she was fine until another sort of fear held her and rambled out in almost incoherent words. Edward took the phone, knowing he was more calm and in control at these types of situation. He commanded her to get out of wherever she was to the place with crowds but then her whole form went cold when she heard a familiar drawling voice that wasn't Jessica's. It was Alec's.

Edward shouted out his protest against Alec's more swift and calculating response until the call was disconnected with the dial-tones.

Jessica spent most of her days dreaded with boredom, mostly rolling in her bed and staring up in her ceiling. Empty tube of ice cream sat next to her tattered book, Tess of the D'Urbervilles. Overwhelmed with frustration, she put the empty tube on the bed side table before pulling the sheet up to her face, burying herself deeply into the comfortable abyss she was in.

The peace was short lived.

Ring

Just ignore it.. She hoped the caller would get the idea she was unavailable and cut the call short, praying the other side with the prolonged dial tones will come to realise she had absolutely no will to pick up the mobile. The caller would probably be either her family or friends, and if they knew Jessica Stanley; they'd know she had her phone 24/7, regardless night, day, time or situations; she'd never ignore the phone ringing more than once.

Ring

She could feel her eyebrow twitch with annoyance as the phone kept on ringing, each sound of the ringtone seemed to magnify hundred times in her ears.

Ring

Jessica took in a deep breath, squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated back into her slumber, reminding herself the comfortable world she was in.

Ring–

Her hand clawed the mechanic, swiped the screen angrily and pulled it to her ear, "Hello?!" Her greeting was half shout and half growl.

"Jessica? It's Bella. Are you OK? She sounds OK."

Jessica knew Bella was probably confirming her well-being to those around her; listening to the conversations.

"Yes, Bella. I'm OK, I don't know why you are having a panic attack; I'm gonna have a panic attack 'cuz of you. Whoever called you saying I was dead or drowned or hung or burnt alive or something is probably not true because I sure as hell am not talking to you from my grave."

She could hear sigh of relief over the phone.

"I'm glad...you're safe. Jessica, just..just stay away from people there."

Jessica rolled her eyes, "Yes, mother, I'll say no when someone ask me to follow them to their van for a candy(!)"

"I'm not kidding! Jessica..just promise me you'll-no, come back! Come back to Forks."

"Come back? Bella, the whole reason why I'm travelling is to get out of the Forks, not get back in. Is this the incident about Alec yesterday?"

"Alec? He told you his name?" There was unbelieving tone in Bella's voice as if she didn't believe her ears or the person she was speaking to right now.

"Yes, Bella. Most people do. It's no.1 rule in something called introduction-slash-ice breaker." Jessica bit out the sarcasm, wanting to sleep.

"..So he didn't hurt you?"

Jessica frowned, gawking at the phone as if she was seeing Bella face to face, "Is he suppose to? Did you call me expecting me to be in a hospital or a morgue? Wait, is hurting people some kind of custom in Italy because I heard you can't make V shape with your fingers in front of Italian people because that means their boyfriend or girlfriend is cheating on them or whatever."

Bella laughed over the phone, seems her little nervous tick was passing, "No..well I don't think so anyway. Jessica when are you coming back to Forks?"

"Well..." She bit her lip in thoughtful thinking, "Soon..I guess. Although I have a year to spare and get some experience for my credits but being in Italy is so not helping so I might cut my 'vacation' early."

"Oh that's cool. Well, I'll speak to you soon, OK?"

Small smile appeared on Jessica at Bella's worry for her, "Yea, thanks for worrying though. Better than my parent." She can imagine Bella smiling over the phone. With quick but fond goodbyes, she hung up and closed her eyes.

Bella grew agitated when she wouldn't pick up at the first ring like she always did. To her relief, Jessica sounded fine and normal. She registered no pain or fear in her voice. She knew from Edward, Carlisle's century long happy friendship with the Volturi leader, Aro, and Alice had explained that they never kill the inhabitants of Volterra; tourists or not, they don't like risking even the tiniest chance and brought their 'food' from places that was quite far away. Even so, Bella bit her lip, the nagging anxiety in the back of her mind didn't reside one bit.

Jessica was soon standing in the alley way she and Alec parted, why did she have to be so curious? Just who were they?

"I hope you will not make same mistake."

Those striking voice seemed struck fear in her like a child caught stealing a candy. Jessica twirled to see Alec, hood over his face and leaning against the wall elegantly.

"You scared me to death." Jessica gestured her hands on her heart, pounding violently against her ribs.

"You’re still alive."

“Are you sure you’re not related to the Cullens’ in anyway? Because you remind me of them, like in a weird, creepy way. Not saying you’re creepy or anything, but you’re getting there.”

He didn't reply and stayed silent. Weird human, he thought, just like the other one.

The next time she met the mystery boy again was through pure coincidence. She didn't expect to see him again but when she did, felt an odd sense of happiness at the somewhat familiar face.

"Hey!" She called out from a distance, "Alec!"

The boy stilled at the sound of his name. With the fall of darkness and overshadowing hood, she couldn't see his face but she was sure it was him. Then resumed his gait toward the hill. Jessica raised a brow at the blatant act of snub. Rude she thought as her legs carried toward him.

By the time she reached where he once stood, he had disappeared.

"So rude." She muttered with a disapproving shake and turned back around when a figure emerged from the corner. Her phone clattered to the floor and she prayed her screen hadn't cracked from the collision.

"Who is rude?" He asked, "Is it not considered rude to trail someone?"

"I wasn't trailing!" She denied, "And isn't it rude to ignore someone when they call out your name?!"

"I didn't hear you." He lied.

"Yeah, looks like you didn't hear me(!)"

"What do you want?" He asked audibly impatient. The tone surprised her. He usually sounded friendly.

"I don't know." She honestly said, "Is it weird for me to say you just reminds me of the Cullens'? You're...weird."

"Ah..you said that several times." He tilted his head, "Is that all?"

"You don't really get along with people do you?" Jessica suddenly asked.

"I'm not interested." He shrugged off.

"I don't know...you just got that..lonely vibe, you know."

"You're wrong." His voice changed from a friendly tone to harsher intonation.

It seemed she made him angry and for a moment, she preferred him angry. He seemed..like a person.

"So you can get angry.." The word slipped out of her mouth before she could register it.

The corner of his lip twitched, "What did you say?"

"Huh, oh, shit, no, I wasn't meant to say that." Jessica backed away as he stepped forward, "Sorry, goodnight, bye!"

As she twisted around, one of her leg tangled around her other ankle and knocked her off balance as she felt herself falling. Clenching her eyes and bracing for painful impact, her hands desperately searched for something to grab on. Then something firm hooked around her wrist and pulled her back on her feet.

With incredible speed, his arm shot out to wrap its fingers around her wrist and one thing she noticed foremost was how icy to the touch his skin was against hers'. It was frighteningly cold. Almost like a corpse.

“Are you always this cold?” She asked, noting to his skin temperature rather than his character.

Alec took back his arm just as fast as he reached out and Jessica blinked at the speed which he did. She almost missed it and thought, what a fast reflex.

“I think it’s good if you go.” He said with the absence of his usual friendly tone.

Jessica wanted to see his eyes that was always hidden by his hood and slightly bent down without being too noticeable. He smoothly turned slightly and lowered his chin, barring her catching a potential glance.

She frowned, confused by his actions. What was he hiding? Was he..deformed somehow? Did he have lazy eyes? Could he be blind?

“Look, I know we are basically strangers, but..I’m not going to judge whatever. I knew people who did morally questionable things when they got drunk so..yeah I did low key judged them but it was low key…”

“Go.” He patiently said.

“Okay, goodbye. Just remember that.” She turned and carefully stepped down the stone stairs. When she arrived on the ground, Jessica glanced back and saw that the mystery boy had been standing in the same spot and if his eyes were not covered, they’d have met.

What a weird boy. She thought. There was something unnerving about him like the Cullens’. They looked normal..well in sense that they had two arms, two legs, a nose, a lip and two eyes just like her but there was something that set her apart from them that she just couldn’t identify. It was like they were different -- a world different.

Alec broke the contact, turning on his heels and stalking away.

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[RO] The Pastry Shop

It was a really cold night, the sky was clear with no clouds in sight, but also no stars to be seen. I checked the time which led me to collapse in frustration on my bed. I couldn’t sleep and it was nearly 3:00 in the morning. I tried to think of boring things like math to help me sleep but I couldn’t help it, waiting kept me up until now and I thought to myself all of it would have been for nothing if I slept through the moment my phone received the message… it was from her after all. Checking the time again and realizing I might as well be productive waiting for the stupid reply rather than just wallowing on my bed so I stood up, turned on the desk lamp beside my bed then walked lazily towards the light switch of my room. Just as I was about to reach the switch, my phone rang and I suddenly felt a jolt of excitement within me, I was awake before but at that exact moment, the monotonous tune of my phone seemed to give me more energy than any cup of coffee could give me. Hastily I jump to my bed and immediately open my phone if it was the message I have been waiting since 4:00 in the afternoon for. My eyes scrolled through the countless other messages and notifications on my screen and then it hit me, feeling like my heart skipped a beat, I saw the message I have so anxiously been waiting for. My eyes were glued to the screen carefully reading the words on the message head, as I reached the end, it felt like my heart was going to burst… from anxiousness that is. The message shown was cut because it was longer than 15 words. At that point I didn’t know what to expect really, the only way of knowing whether or not I should be jumping from joy or moping in the corner in so early in the morning was through a simple tap of my thumb. The message head read “Hi! I’m so sorry for the late reply, I’ve been giving it some thought and…” and before I decided to open and read the entirety of the message, I thought about everything that happened the past events that happened today and whether or not they would remain as happy and warm memories or just moments of me merely being young and dumb.

Early Morning the Previous Day

It was 7:00 in the morning and my phone rang my alarm tune which was the most monotonous sound I have ever heard in my life. Nevertheless, I woke up because the tune seemed so routine and normal to me. This was because it was a company phone given out to all the interns for their first week waiting approval of whether or not they would get the job or not. We were required to answer all the calls made to the phone during working hours and so as not to disturb the other workers in the firm, the phone were programmed to only play one dull tune for every alarm or notification. It was the last day of my internship and we were required to be at the office by 9:00 for the announcement of those who made the cut. I quickly made my way to the kitchen, poured a bowl of cereal and milk, took a spoon from the counter drawer and sat down on the couch located in the living room just adjacent from the small dining area. I turned on the television then changed the channel to the news, there was nothing exciting enough to keep watching so I turned the TV off and quickly finished my breakfast, rushed to the bathroom to do the rest of my morning routine there. After everything was finished and I was neatly dressed in business casual attire, I went out of the room then walked down the hallway. The apartment building I was staying in had five floors, and my room was located on the fifth floor, ever since two weeks ago the elevator broke down and I had to walk down the stairs no matter how bad of an inconvenience it was. So I got down, to the lobby, opened the spinning doors and stepped outside to wait for a taxi. After 5 or so minutes of waiting, a yellow spotted car finally stopped by and gave me a ride. “Where to?” the driver said and replying with an uneasy voice I say “Just a few blocks pass the train station please”, it was after all the day I get to know if I landed the job, saying I was nervous would be an understatement. The next events would seem like a very cruel twist of fate, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way because they all led up to me meeting her. Anyway, after 12 minutes since my car ride started, the engine broke down abruptly and immediately cars behind us started sounding loud horns to get us moving. The driver tried turning on the ignition again and again, but the car just won’t start. This was when I got really jumpy and asked the driver if he has the situation under control “I’m doing my best kid” was what he replied with although clearly he wasn’t. In a bold and desperate action I took 5 dollars, dropped it onto the cushioned seat, opened the door and just walked my way through the ongoing traffic. As I finally reach the pavement I kid you not my phone starts ringing and as I checked to see, it was a call from the firm I was currently and intern in. I answered the call politely saying “Hello? This is Ryan, how may I help you?” the person who answered was the secretary and her reply was about the most frustrating thing I experienced that day, the taxi cab breaking down was nowhere near what I felt about what she said next. “Hi Ryan, we’re so sorry to inform you but unfortunately due to budget cuts in our firm, we can’t hire any new employees as of now, we hope you understand. If it’s any consolation, we are allowing you to keep the company phone as a reimbursement for all you spent in the internship training. Thank you and have a good day!” There were many reasons for me to feel frustrated and angry at the call because for one, I spent 6 days in that firm being an unpaid assistant doing errands for the workers who didn’t even bother to look at me in the eye when they were ordering me to do their dirty work. Another reason was that I had already spent about 200 dollars buying them coffees and snacks all of which remains unpaid because they told me they’d repay me when I finally join them when I land the job. The useless company phone was so old and obsolete that I wager it isn’t even worth more than 30 dollars. This was the moment that I wanted to scream and shout to the heavens to let out all of my steam, but that moment, I knew doing such a thing would be awkward and a little bit stupid considering I was in the middle of the walkway people walking by me not even having a care in the world for what I was doing standing still in the middle of the path. After this, I clenched my fists then resolved to just calm myself through a cup of coffee and maybe a jelly topped bagel at the pastry shop across the street. I waited by the street light post for the light to turn green so that I could walk safely towards the pastry shop. Feeling gloomy and irritated, I start to look around to pass the time and this was the moment I saw her. She had beautiful fiery hair that ran to her shoulders and freckles around her cute little nose, she was so pretty. And the most awkward thing about this incident was that she was standing next to me, in quilted jacket looking at her phone with the most magnificent smile I had ever seen right on her pale face. This immediately took my mind of off what had just happened to me and my internship. I admired her for some time and it was so long I think she noticed because I saw her flinch a little. Immediately I looked the other direction to poorly cover up the fact that I was looking at her for about a minute. After some time I looked ahead to see if the lights went green and they hadn’t, that time when the lights were still red were the longest minutes of my life because even though I admired and practically already had a crush on the girl standing next to me, I wanted to get away from the awkwardness, for me at least, and uneasiness because I don’t do well with girls, especially pretty ones, keeping what I just said in mind, the next thing to happen nearly gave me a heart attack. Still looking at the lights, she suddenly raised her head, also looked forward to check the lights and said the following words without looking at me “If you’re gonna stare at me all day at least do it after you buy me a cup of joe and maybe a bite over there at that pastry shop”. It took me sometime to realize what had just happened, I didn’t even think of the big coincidence that we both had our eyes set upon the small family owned pastry shop down the road. I panicked a little bit inside and slowly turned my eyes, without moving my head so it doesn’t seem obvious, to the left then to the right to check if anyone else was there to see if she was actually talking to me. “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” I looked at her in with wide panicked stricken eyes, a sweaty nose and softly asked “A-a-are y-y-you t-talking t-to me?” I swear it was the most embarrassing moment of my life, so far that is, and after some silence she chuckled softly “Dummy, do you see anyone else here with us? Much less anyone who’s staring at me in what could be the most obvious way to look at someone?” I didn’t know what to say so I simply smiled in the worst way possible, it was a half-smile with the right side of my mouth curled up, and the left side only opening a small bit. She laughed in what I can only say is the sweetest laugh imaginable and finally looked at me in the eyes “The light’s green prince charming, now are you gonna buy me a drink or not?” silence followed, my palms became sweaty and in what seemed like a surge of courage inside me I managed to say “Sure” in a voice that wasn’t sheepish at all. She smiled once more the nodded her head left to signal me that we should probably walk now, because we might end up waiting at another red light. After that conundrum, I thought to myself, what is the worst that could happen?

I swear, that time, crossing the road was like walking on the tiniest tight rope if it was attached between the tips of two large mountains. My heart was pumping so fast that it probably could have won a tap dancing competition. In short, I was really nervous because one wrong move in that pastry shop and I could end all of my chances with the beautiful girl next to me, if there was any chance to begin with. Speaking of which, I tried ever so slightly to look at her in a non-creepy way to see how she was reacting to everything. Strange enough she was clam and composed, like she had done this thousands of times before. Maybe she just has really good people skills, maybe she just scams people into buying her free stuff because she’s pretty, maybe she’s secretly an assassin that was sent to kill me and the pastry shop was the perfect crime scene. All these ideas were bursting in my head and at that points I didn’t actually know what to do. I was so distraught with everything and my mind felt like it was elsewhere. Suddenly, I bumped hard against the glass pane of the pastry shop and it didn’t occur to me that we finally crossed the road and got to the shop, well I got to the shop at least. She was laughing behind me in the same intoxicating laugh as before. As reality got back to me, my face blushed bright red with embarrassment as I finally grasped the situation. I looked back and she was still laughing, so much so that it seemed like she was about to cry. I quickly looked down and shrugged my shoulders up then slowly entered the shop. As I went in, my face blushed even more as I look around and everybody was just staring at me, they saw what had just happened. I walked to the counter and she finally stopped laughing and went in the shop. I ordered an ice mocha latte and a bagel with jam on top, she put her hands on my shoulders and told me she wanted a Macha infused Cappuccino and a large blueberry muffin. I ordered that too and we sat down on the nearest table. I haven’t actually hung out with a girl before, I was the type of person to just sit in my room curled up on my couch eating ice cream watching cartoons for God knows how long every day, this was a totally new experience for me. “So… what’s your name?” she suddenly asked “G-graves, Ryan Graves” I replied quickly and softly only later finding out that I messed up saying my name right “Oh, so we’re introducing ourselves James Bond style eh? Well I’m…” then suddenly the waitress placed our orders on the table and she gave a quick smirk before meeting me with a big smile. “Well I guess that’s a topic for another time, anyway thank you so much!” She said “Normally, people don’t respond to me asking them to buy me a drink on the account that I caught them staring at me. So far you’ve been the only one to humor me with my request”. Thinking of a reply I took a bite of off my bagel then mumbled a few sounds making as if I was replying she asked “I’m sorry what?” while chuckling. I took this as a chance to chew my food slowly and thought of a reply. Finally swallowing the bite of bagel I answered “Well, I guess I’m just a nice person”. She smiled once more before proceeding to take a big bite of her muffin. After that moment, awkwardness seemed to kick in and at that moment I knew it was so strong that even she felt awkward. In a desperate attempt at ending the awkward silence I ironically said “I’m sorry. But I’m not really good with conversation… and social convention… and pretty much everything that has to do with other people” before proceeding to take a sip of my latte “I know, the moment I noticed you staring at me, I knew you’d be an awkward one” she said. This line almost lead me to spit out my coffee on my freshly laundered clothes. “Woah, cool down dude, it wasn’t in anyway an insult”. Thinking of a reply again I once more took a bite of my bagel, but this time she spoke up, “So why are you dressed like that? I mean it’s not like local pastry shops have a dress code or something…” with a sigh I told her “I was working as an unpaid intern at James and Barnes’ law firm five blocks down town just past the train station” “And what happened?” she said with a concerned look on her face somehow noticing I was distressed when I answered her question. “Well, actually, before we sort of “met” by the street light post, the taxi I was riding broke down and then I received a message from the firm secretary telling me they weren’t accepting new employees anymore”. With a sort of sadness on her face which I couldn’t distinguish neither true nor fake she replied “Oh my God! I’m so sorry”. I gave a small nod then looked down to my food before finally finishing my bagel. “Well, it’s probably about time I get going, thanks for the snack hot shot!” as she proceeded to do a small salute goodbye over her right eyebrow. I don’t know how I managed to do the following things I was about to do but I did and I’m proud of myself for doing them. Before she reached the door handle of the shop, I grabbed her wrist, she looked at me confused not knowing what was happening and then I asked her “Can I have your number?” It took some time for her to process what had just happened and she once again smiled, this time was the prettiest one though. She red hair glimmered in from the light shone through the glass panel of the store front. The light also shone on her face, exposing her cute little freckles on her nose and cheeks which looked like scattered stars in the night sky. It was also just this moment when I noticed she had heterochromia. In the magnificent lighting, her left eye was deep blue and her right eye was a brilliant emerald green. I couldn’t believe at what I was looking at, she was more than just pretty, she was gorgeous. She then took my hand, which was holding her wrist, took out the ball pen neatly hooked on my breast pocket then wrote something down on my arm all while saying “Never thought you’d ask”. After all of this she did the same small salute then finally walked out the door. Unsurprisingly I was looking at her up until the moment she walked out of sight outside. I then looked over to my arm and felt so much joy inside me I felt like I could shout inside the pastry shop with all the people inside. And I did, for a while, everybody looked at me wondering what on earth could possibly be the reason for me screaming, well she did write her number and I was so happy that it made me appreciate the fact that the company left the cell phone to me as a sorry gift for wasting my time. It didn’t matter though, what mattered was that I had her number and I had a phone to contact her. I coughed after shouting and quickly finished my food, tipped the waiter a full 5 dollars then walked happily to my apartment, even though it was 12 blocks away. . It was about noon when I got home to my apartment, given the time I spent walking from the pastry shop. Once I finally got to my room, strangely not tired I decided to lie on the couch and watch some TV, exactly what I would do on a regular day after work. I stood up, changed to my home clothes and ordered Pizza, which thankfully arrived 3 minutes late making the whole box free. I thought to myself, “This day couldn’t possibly get any better”. After eating Pizza in front of the TV for about three hours. I decided that I would take a nap. Then suddenly remembered everything that happened with her earlier. I smiled then remembered she gave me her number. Quickly, I look to my right arm to see if it was still there, because stupidly I forgot to save it. Unfortunately it was smudged, but I did my best to recognize the digits whilst creating a contact on my phone, of which there were only two contacts, the frim desk landline and her. I thought of something to text her but nothing would just come to my head. And there I spent hours pondering on what to message her when I finally resolved that I should tell her this “Hello, I’m sorry but I didn’t catch your name earlier. This is Ryan Graves from the pastry shop. I was wondering if you’d like to meet up tomorrow at the same pastry shop maybe around the same time? I really like hanging out with you and maybe we could be friends?” I sent the message at about 4:00 pm then decided that I had nothing better to do at that time so I went to my bedroom then waited for the reply. A few hours have passed and still no reply, different ideas once again surged through my mind, what if I noted down the wrong number? What if she thinks I’m a creep? What if she was an assassin and is just patiently waiting to take me out with a sniper rifle? These ideas sort of lowered my hopes of me ever getting a chance with her, or at least being friends with her, but I hadn’t given up yet. I was determined to wait until the message arrives.

Finally, after hours upon hours of waiting, I finally got the message and the number wasn’t wrong, it really was from her. It was about 3:00 in the morning and the stupid phone wouldn’t show the full length of messages, only until 15 words so all I got to see were these words on the message head; “Hi! I’m so sorry for the late reply, I’ve been giving it some thought and…” I stopped for a bit and hesitated to even open the message because I was afraid that she rejected me and thought that I was weird. I thought that she might have just given me her number to get away from me as soon as possible and that all of it was just a con to get free food. I finally got the courage to open the message and I was shocked at was I read.

“Hi! I’m so sorry for the late reply, I’ve been giving it some thought and sure why not? You seemed like a great and fun person to hang out with. My only condition though is that you buy me food again. Hahaha Jk, but if you want to then be my guest. Besides you’re cute.Well… see you there ;)

P.S The name is Smith, Jacquelyn Smith, but you can call me Jackie for short”

I looked up from my screen, smiled then finally went and tried to sleep, but I couldn’t. After all I have a big day tomorrow.

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Easy Guidelines To How To See Who Viewed Your Instagram Video Quickly

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Can You See Who Views Your Instagram Story

Launched in 2010, Instagram gained rude popularity as one of the best social media platforms for uploading photos and curt videos. like one million users in two months and upsetting onto a fast 10 million in just a year, Instagram can be termed as the best photo sharing platform in todays date. In 2012, Facebook acquired Instagram as a result making it one of the best apps for promotional activities. Boasting of an immense 800 million users in the year 2017, the popularity that IG has gained in such a sharp era of become old remains unmatched. re all celebrities have an IG profile that they use to stay joined taking into account their fans and for sharing their can you can you see who views your instagram see who views your instagram social life. And not just celebrities! From entrepreneurs to marketers, from bloggers to influencers everybody uses Instagram to push their brand. As for me, I would be lying if I told you that I never wanted to know who has stalked me upon social media platforms as soon as Instagram and Facebook. We all desire to know who our admirers are, dont we? But unfortunately, unlike the algorithm of Facebook that allows you to get a distant idea of who all has visited your profile via the friend suggestions, Instagram has a quite a tight policy past it comes to revealing who all have viewed your account. If you are an influencer or a blogger afterward an Instagram profile, later it does become a problem to check the kinds of people who are going through your IG profile. And that is precisely why I am here today! To give you the six best ways in which you can check the visitors of your profile. so why is it important to look who has like through your Instagram account? in the past I say you about the ways through which you can check the footfall on your Instagram account, you must first understand why it is necessary to check the. next consequently many bloggers and lifestyle influencer using the platform to publicize and construct their brand, it becomes critical to have an idea of how capably you are proceed in this rat race for popularity. following you acquire to know the views and who all have visited your profile, it becomes easier for you to ascertain your rank of popularity in comparison to other bloggers subsequent to you. Moreover, in the manner of you are skilled to see the nice of people who have been checking your Instagram page, it will provide you an idea of the crowd that you should target. If you think your cronies are not the people you have aimed, you will know that you infatuation to make changes to your existing social media plan to be dexterous to goal the desired audience. That is not all! Stalkers can be at become old quite obsessive and harmful. They can steal content from your account or even violence the photos posted by you on your IG handle. Therefore, for security purposes, it is crucial that you have a positive view of the types of people who visit your profile upon a daily basis. If you get to look who every are stalking you on Instagram, you will be practiced to say yes valuable safety procedures and avoid any unwanted and undesired situation.So now that you get why it is essential, let us acquire to the reduction and see how you can save an eye upon the traffic upon your Instagram profile. back Instagram does not arrive past the unorthodox to be accomplished to view the visitors, there are some third-party apps that you can use for the purpose. Here is a list of the best applications. devotee perspicacity AppOne of the best third-party apps, aficionado perception App lets you save track of the visitors who have viewed your Instagram account. The app has a friendly interface and is quite simple to use. next follower on your phone, you can easily save a track of those who have followed you, or un-followed you or how to look who viewed your instagram video even blocked you upon Instagram. The app notifies you every get older someone blocks you or un-follows you. And the best can you see who views your instagram videos situation practically the app? It is absolutely clear of cost. Social gain AppThe SocialPlus app is known for its exactness and even shows you results for the views upon your Instagram stories. The app is quite simple to download and use upon your mobile. afterward the enthusiast app, SocialPlus too alerts you in the manner of someone follows your account or un-follows you. As a bonus, it afterward notifies you of the people who have blocked you or have not requested put up to to follow you after you have sent them a follow request. The app with helps you look the ones who have responded most of the period upon your posts and stories and appropriately helps you to engage once them better.

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Things To Remember

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95 Love Quotes for Him To Make Him Feel Like A King

Our latest collection of love quotes for him that will make him feel special and appreciated.

These love quotes for him will help you express your love for your man.

If you want to show your man that you think he’s special, reading quotes about love can be a great source of inspiration. Sweet words of love will help you show him how truly and deeply you’re in love with him.

One thing about love is that it can be hard to put into words. But with the following collection of love quotes, saying what you really feel for your man will become a whole lot easier.

Here are some sweet love quotes for him to express how much you love him, show your appreciation and make him feel special.

Love quotes for him from the heart

1.) “If I know what love is, it is because of you.” –Hermann Hesse

2.) “You are the source of my joy, the center of my world and the whole of my heart.”

3.) “Everywhere I look I am reminded of your love. You are my world.”

4.) “Your love shines in my heart as the sun that shines upon the earth.” – Eleanor Di Guillo

5.) “My angel, my life, my entire world, you’re the one that I want, the one that I need, let me be with you always, my love, my everything.”

6.) “I may not be your first date, kiss or love…but I want to be your last everything.”

7.) “Each day I love you more, today more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.” – Rosemonde Gerard

8.) “Being in love with you makes every morning worth getting up for.”

9.) “Your voice is my favorite sound.”

10.) “You’re that part of me I’ll always need.”

Love quotes for him to spark up your romance

11.) “I fell in love with the way you touched me without using your hands.”

12.) “Before you came into my life, I never knew what true love felt like.”

13.) “I love it when you send me those texts that make me smile no matter how many times I read them.”

14.) “My heart is and always will be yours.” – Jane Austen

15.) “This is a thank you for every hour we have spent together, for every kiss, for every embrace and for every tear shed for one another.”

16.) “I just want to lay on your chest and listen to your heartbeat.”

17.) “When I tell you I love you, I am not saying it out of habit, I am reminding you that you are my life.”

18.) “The brightness of my day doesn`t depend on the amount of sunshine. Everything depends on your smile.”

19.) “I`ll allow you to appear in my dreams every night if I`ll be allowed to be in yours.”

20.) “I know you, and I can openly say how love looks like.”

Love quotes for him to have him all over you

21.) “Some people search their whole lives to find what I found in you.”

22.) “I wanna live, sleep, and wake up by your side.”

23.) “Why can’t you just magically pop into my room with me and just cuddle for the rest of the night and kiss my head when I start to fall asleep?”

24.) “I am very indecisive and always have trouble picking my favorite anything. But, without a doubt, you are my favorite everything.”

25.) “I don’t wanna close my eyes, I don’t wanna fall asleep, cuz I’d miss you babe and I don’t wanna miss a thing.” – Aerosmith

26.) “I don’t need paradise because I found you. I don’t need dreams because I already have you.”

27.) “I can’t stop thinking about you, today… tomorrow… always.”

28.) “Thank you for always being my rainbow after the storm.”

29.) “The best feeling is when you look at him…and he is already staring.”

30.) “Thank you, my love, for always making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.”

Deep love quotes for him

31.) “If I had to choose between breathing and loving you I would use my last breath to tell you I love you.” – DeAnna Anderson

32.) “Everything I needed to feel happy was love. I met you, and now I need nothing.”

33.) “Thank God someone threw me away so you could pick me up and love me.”

34.) “I would rather feel your breath on the back of my neck than have all the riches in the world.”

35.) “I love the sunrise because each morning it’s a reminder that I have another day to spend with the man of my dreams.”

36.) “For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.” – Judy Garland

37.) “No matter where I went, I always knew my way back to you. You are my compass star.” — Diana Peterfreund

38.) “Sometimes my eyes get jealous of my heart. Because you always remain close to my heart and far from my eyes.”

39.) “Because I could watch you for a single minute and find a thousand things that I love about you.”

40.) “Loved you yesterday, love you still, always have, always will.” – Elaine Davis

Love quotes for him long distance

41.) “Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.” — Emily Dickinson

42.) “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same” – Emily Brontë

43.) “One day, I caught myself smiling without no reason, then I realized I was thinking of you.”

44.) “Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great.”— Roger de Bussy-Rabutin

45.) “It doesn’t matter where I am. I’m yours.”

46.) “The scariest thing about distance is you don’t know if they’ll miss you or forget about you.”— Nicholas Sparks

47.) “I like the way you make me feel even when I’m nowhere near.”

48.) “I’d rather see you one day a year than someone else seven days a week”

49.)  “Your absence has not taught me how to be alone; it has merely shown me that when together we cast a single shadow on the wall.”— Doug Fetherling

50.) “I miss you so much more than the miles between us.”

51.) “This is the sad bed of chosen chastity because you are miles and mountains away.” — Erica Jong

52.) “Where you are is where I want to be.”

53.) “Love is missing someone when you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in the heart.”— Kay Knudsen

Romantic love quotes for him

54.) “Our time together is just never quite enough.”

55.) I saw that you were perfect, and so I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more. – Angelita Lim

56.) “I realized I was thinking of you, and I began to wonder how long you’d been on my mind. Then it occurred to me: Since I met you, you’ve never left.”

57.) “Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would, I’d never leave.”― A.A. Milne

58.) “So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.”― Paulo Coelho

59.) “In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” – Jane Austen

60.) “Then I realize what it is. It’s him. Something about him makes me feel like I am about to fall. Or turn to liquid. Or burst into flames.”― Veronica Roth

61.) “I don’t like to sleep at nights. Minutes with you are much more precious than hours of dreams.”

62.) “I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone.” – J.R.R. Tolkien

63.) “Everywhere I look, I am reminded of your love. You are my world.”

64.) “Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite.”

Love quotes for him to make him feel special

65.) “I love you as one loves certain dark things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.” – Pablo Neruda

66.) “To love is nothing. To be loved is something. But to love and be loved, that’s everything” – T. Tolis

67.) “Every day I fall in love with you more and more. Well, not yesterday. Yesterday you were pretty annoying.”

68.) “You lift me up to new levels, and make me feel things I have never felt before.”

69.) “You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.”

70.) “Sometimes I can’t see myself when I’m with you. I can only just see you.”

71.) “You are my favorite notification.”

72.) “You are my life and the only thing that would hurt to lose. I love you more than anything else.”

73.) “You stole my heart, but I’ll let you keep it.”

74.) “When I listen to my heart, it whispers your name.”

75.) “Forget the butterflies, I feel the whole zoo when I am with you.”

Cute love quotes for him

76.) “I know I am in love with you because my reality is finally better than my dreams.” – Dr. Seuss

77.) “You may hold my hand for a while, but you hold my heart forever.”

78.) “There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.” – Friedrich Nietzsche

79.) “Love is a friendship set to music.”– Joseph Campbell

80.) “I need you like a heart needs a beat.” – One Republic

81.) “Your love is all I need to feel complete.”

82.) “To love is to burn, to be on fire.” – Jane Austen

83.) “Love is a great master. It teaches us to be what we never were.” – Moliere

84.) “The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.”— Morrie Schwartz

85.) “I’ll never stop loving you. And no matter what is happening, my heart is always with you!”

Love quotes for him to express your feelings

86.) “I will love you until the stars go out, and the tides no longer turn.”

87.) “You are my song. You are my song of love.”

88.) “Our Relationship is meant to be. Something that was written in the stars and drawn into our destiny.”

89.) “The first time you touched me, I knew I was born to be yours.”

90.) “Come live in my heart and pay no rent.” –  Samuel Lover

91.) “Every time I see you, I fall in love all over again.”

92.) “To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

93.) “One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.” – Sophocles

94.) “You call it madness, but I call it love.” – Don Byas

95.) “Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.”— Khalil Gibran

Which are your favorite love quotes for him

Every woman would love to share that indescribable feeling of love with her awesome guy. Just like women, men feel special and loved when they read those sweet words of love.

Men also get teary-eyed just the way women do when those sweet words find their way to that special place in the heart. Hopefully, these love quotes for him will help you express how much you love your man.

Did you enjoy these love quotes for him? Which of the quotes was your favorite? Tell us in the comment section below. We would love to hear all about it.

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Apple CEO: Our Own Information is Being Weaponized Against Us (Full Text of Speech + Video)

Apple CEO Tim Cook spoke at 2018 International Conference of Data Protection and Privacy Commissioners in Brussels last night and gave a bold and possibly controversial privacy speech. Cook directly challenged Facebook, and tech companies in general, to change their perspective on privacy. He also said that Apple is fully supportive of ‘a comprehensive federal privacy law in the United States.’

Below is the full text of Apple CEO Tim Cook’s speech followed by the full video embed:

Apple CEO Tim Cook – The Privacy Speech

It is an honor to be here with you today in this grand hall, a room that represents what is possible when people of different backgrounds, histories, and philosophies come together to build something bigger than themselves. I am deeply grateful to our hosts. I want to recognize Ventsislav Karadjov for his service and leadership. And it’s a true privilege to be introduced by his co-host, a statesman I admire greatly, Giovanni Butarelli.

Now Italy has produced more than its fair share of great leaders and public servants. Machiavelli taught us how leaders can get away with evil deeds, and Dante showed us what happens when they get caught.

You Set an Example for the World

Giovanni has done something very different. Through his values, his dedication, his thoughtful work, Giovanni, his predecessor Peter Hustinx, and all of you have set an example for the world. We are deeply grateful.

We need you to keep making progress, now more than ever. Because these are transformative times. Around the world, from Copenhagen to Chennai to Cupertino, new technologies are driving breakthroughs in humanity’s greatest common projects. From preventing and fighting disease, to curbing the effects of climate change, to ensuring every person has access to information and economic opportunity.

We See Vividly, Painfully, How Technology Can Harm Rather Than Help

At the same time, we see vividly, painfully, how technology can harm rather than help. Platforms and algorithms that promised to improve our lives can actually magnify our worst human tendencies. Rogue actors and even governments have taken advantage of user trust to deepen divisions, incite violence, and even undermine our shared sense of what is true and what is false.

This crisis is real. It is not imagined, or exaggerated, or crazy. And those of us who believe in technology’s potential for good must not shrink from this moment. Now, more than ever, as leaders of governments, as decision-makers in business, and as citizens, we must ask ourselves a fundamental question: What kind of world do we want to live in? I’m here today because we hope to work with you as partners in answering this question.

Technology Doesn’t Want To Do Great Things – That Part Takes Us

At Apple, we are optimistic about technology’s awesome potential for good. But we know that it won’t happen on its own. Every day, we work to infuse the devices we make with the humanity that makes us. As I’ve said before, technology is capable of doing great things, but it doesn’t want to do great things. It doesn’t want anything. That part takes all of us.

That’s why I believe that our missions are so closely aligned. As Giovanni puts it, “We must act to ensure that technology is designed and developed to serve humankind and not the other way around.”

Privacy is a Fundamental Human Right

We at Apple believe that privacy is a fundamental human right. But we also recognize that not everyone sees it that way. In a way, the desire to put profits over privacy is nothing new.

As far back as 1890, future Supreme Court Justice Louis Brandeis published an article in the Harvard Law Review making the case for a “Right to Privacy” in the United States. He warned, “Gossip is no longer the resource of the idle and of the vicious, but has become a trade.”

Our Own Information is Being Weaponized Against Us

Today that trade has exploded into a data industrial complex. Our own information, from the every day to the deeply personal, is being weaponized against us with military efficiency. Every day, billions of dollars change hands, and countless decisions are made, on the basis of our likes and dislikes, our friends and families, our relationships and conversations, our wishes and fears, our hopes and dreams.

These scraps of data, each one harmless enough on its own, are carefully assembled, synthesized, traded, and sold. Taken to its extreme, this process creates an enduring digital profile and lets companies know YOU better than YOU may know yourself.

We Shouldn’t Sugarcoat the Consequences… This is Surveillance

Your profile is then run through algorithms that can serve up increasingly extreme content, pounding our harmless preferences into hardened convictions. If green is your favorite color, you may find yourself reading a lot of articles or watching a lot of videos about the insidious threat from people who like orange.

In the news, almost every day, we bear witness to the harmful, even deadly, effects of these narrowed worldviews. We shouldn’t sugarcoat the consequences. This is surveillance. And these stockpiles of personal data serve only to enrich the companies that collect them. This should make us very uncomfortable. It should unsettle us. And it illustrates the importance of our shared work and the challenges still ahead of us.

We Support a Comprehensive Federal Privacy Law in the US

Fortunately, this year, you’ve shown the world that good policy and political will can come together to protect the rights of everyone. We should celebrate the transformative work of the European institutions tasked with the successful implementation of the GDPR. We also celebrate the new steps taken, not only here in Europe, but around the world. In Singapore, Japan, Brazil, New Zealand, and many more nations, regulators are asking tough questions and crafting effective reforms.

It is time for the rest of the world, including my home country, to follow your lead. We at Apple are in full support of a comprehensive federal privacy law in the United States. There and everywhere, it should be rooted in four essential rights.

First, the right to have personal data minimized. Companies should challenge themselves to de-identify customer data, or not to collect it in the first place. Second, the right to knowledge. Users should always know what data is being collected and what it is being collected for. This is the only way to empower users to decide what collection is legitimate and what isn’t. Anything less is a sham.

Third, the right to access. Companies should recognize that data belongs to users, and we should all make it easy for users to get a copy of, correct, and delete their personal data. And fourth, the right to security. Security is foundational to trust and all other privacy rights.

There Are Those Who Would Prefer I Hadn’t Said All of That

Now, there are those who would prefer I hadn’t said all of that. Some oppose any form of privacy legislation. Others will endorse reform in public and then resist and undermine it behind closed doors. They may say to you, ‘our companies will never achieve technology’s true potential if they are constrained with privacy regulation.’ But this notion isn’t just wrong, it is destructive.

Technology’s potential is, and always must be, rooted in the faith people have in it, in the optimism and creativity that it stirs in the hearts of individuals, and in its promise and capacity to make the world a better place. It’s time to face facts. We will never achieve technology’s true potential without the full faith and confidence of the people who use it.

At Apple, Respect for Privacy and Suspicion of Authority Are in Our Blood

At Apple, respect for privacy and a healthy suspicion of authority have always been in our bloodstream. Our first computers were built by misfits, tinkerers, and rebels, not in a laboratory or a boardroom, but in a suburban garage. We introduced the Macintosh with a famous TV ad channeling George Orwell’s 1984, a warning of what can happen when technology becomes a tool of power and loses touch with humanity.

And way back in 2010, Steve Jobs said in no uncertain terms, “Privacy means people know what they’re signing up for, in plain language, and repeatedly. It’s worth remembering the foresight and courage it took to make that statement.

When we designed this device we knew it could put more personal data in your pocket than most of us keep in our homes. And there was enormous pressure on Steve and Apple to bend our values and to freely share the information. But we refused to compromise.

In fact, we’ve only deepened our commitment in the decade since. From hardware breakthroughs that encrypt fingerprints and faces securely and only on your device to simple and powerful notifications that make clear to every user precisely what they’re sharing and when they are sharing it.  We aren’t absolutists, and we don’t claim to have all the answers. Instead, we always try to return to that simple question: What kind of world do we want to live in?

At every stage of the creative process, then and now, we engage in an open, honest, and robust ethical debate about the products we make and the impact they will have. That’s just a part of our culture. We don’t do it because we have to, we do it because we ought to. The values behind our products are as important to us as any feature.

The Dangers Are Real From Cyber-Criminals to Rogue Nation States

We understand that the dangers are real from cyber-criminals to rogue nation states. We’re not willing to leave our users to fend for themselves. And, we’ve shown, we’ll defend them, we will defend our principles when challenged.

Those values, that commitment to thoughtful debate and transparency, they’re only going to get more important. As progress speeds up, these things should continue to ground us and connect us, first and foremost, to the people we serve.

For AI to be Truly Smart, It Must Respect Human Values

Artificial Intelligence is one area I think a lot about. Clearly, it’s on the minds of many of my peers as well. At its core, this technology promises to learn from people individually to benefit us all. Yet advancing AI by collecting huge personal profiles is laziness, not efficiency. For Artificial Intelligence to be truly smart, it must respect human values, including privacy.

If we get this wrong, the dangers are profound. We can achieve both great Artificial Intelligence and great privacy standards. It’s not only a possibility, it is a responsibility. In the pursuit of artificial intelligence, we should not sacrifice the humanity, creativity, and ingenuity that define our human intelligence. And at Apple, we never will.

In the mid-19th Century, the great American writer Henry David Thoreau found himself so fed up with the pace and change of Industrial society that he moved to a cabin in the woods by Walden Pond. Call it the first digital cleanse.

Yet even there, where he hoped to find a bit of peace, he could hear a distant clatter and whistle of a steam engine passing by. “We do not ride on the railroad,” he said. “It rides upon us.”

Those of us who are fortunate enough to work in technology have an enormous responsibility. It is not to please every grumpy Thoreau out there. That’s an unreasonable standard, and we’ll never meet it. We are responsible, however, for recognizing that the devices we make and the platforms we build have real lasting, even permanent effects, on the individuals and communities who use them.

What Kind of World Do We Want to Live In?

We must never stop asking ourselves, what kind of world do we want to live in? The answer to that question must not be an afterthought, it should be our primary concern. We at Apple can, and do, provide the very best to our users while treating their most personal data like the precious cargo that it is. And if we can do it, then everyone can do it.

Fortunately, we have your example before us. Thank you for your work, for your commitment to the possibility of human-centered technology, and for your firm belief that our best days are still ahead of us.

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PushPrime Review - Are you looking for more expertise regarding PushPrime? Please read through my straightforward review about it before picking, to review the weak points as well as strengths of it. Can it be worth your effort and time and also money?

Present PushPrime

Your buyers are much like us, they intend to involve individuals, get them on their list, and sell them much more. The problem is, people are on many email listings currently, it can be a genuine chore to get them to register to another. And also, many individuals don't even check out the emails that you send them, they simply pile up in their inboxes. Much like your inbox and similar to my inbox.

So, we all require a much better notice network, which network is push notification. Push alerts happen right in the web browser, they're simple to opt into, as well as they're simple to act on.

Push notices are shown to have greater open prices As Well As click prices than e-mail. They're ideal for anything you wish to alert your individuals regarding INSTANTLY - just send a notification out and individuals see it in real-time, even if they aren't taking a look at your site. They see your unique sale or minimal time discount coupon code NOW so they can take advantage CURRENTLY, instead of being far too late when they ultimately get around to opening that e-mail you sent.

That's where PushPrime can be found in.

7. Split Test Switch Duplicate

Do you utilize generic duplicate such as "Subscribe" or "Subscribe" for your opt-in switches? If so, I have problem for you:

It's in fact your CTA switch's duplicate-- not its shade or positioning-- that matters most.

If you've never offered your switch's duplicate a passing thought, it's time to remedy the scenario.

Supply worth and also significance, but make sure not to exaggerate.

Keep it simple, however don't be uninteresting. It's all right to utilize 2 sentences as long as they are brief.

One particularly-effective strategy is to personalize your opt-in switch.

Joanna Wiebe of Copy Cyberpunks recommends composing button duplicate in the first individual. By individualizing the words, they come to be much more appealing to the visitor.

The distinctions are subtle, yet throughout her testing Joanne found first-person pronouns (" I" as well as "my") beat the competitors by a massive 24%.

Occasionally, "refined" could be massive.

To obtain the same information on your switch, you'll need to split test. This is easy with OptinMonster.

Here's Exactly how You Do It

Login to OptinMonster, and also click the three-dot food selection to the right of the project you want to divide test.

Select A/B Split Test, after that Develop Split Examination. Name your split test as well as you'll obtain a replicate of your project.

After that alter one aspect of your project, like the button phrasing. Save and release the project, and PushPrime will instantly separate your web traffic as well as gather data so you know which one functions ideal.

8. Prominently Show Endorsements

Did you know OptinMonster is suggested by the similarity Michael Stelzner, Ian Cleary, and Yoast?

Certainly you did.

OptinMonster plainly displays these hefty hitters on our homepage and also Reviews web page. There's no other way you can miss them.

Why do we do this? Because it reveals we're the actual bargain.

People won't provide their hard-earned loan or email address to merely any person. They wish to know you're on the up as well as up.

Supplying testimonies helps develop trust fund, and also a lot more trust indicates more email customers.

Below's How You Do It

Go locate an excellent endorsement you have actually obtained.

Look at the evaluations individuals have offered you. Browse through your remarks and also emails. Look for discusses on social networks.

Be A Much better Blog owner located its featured testimony when the terrific Amy Harrison tweeted the following:

This tweet was transformeded into a testimony that's displayed whenever a reader clicks among Be A Much better Blogger's MonsterLinks ™:.

That opt-in form? It's presently sporting an outstanding 26.09% conversion rate.

I'm no mathematician, but it would show up Review + OptinMonster = More Email Subscribers.

Of course, all the awesome testimonials worldwide won't assist you if visitors can't see them, so ...

9. Eliminate Diversions

The amount of widgets do you have in your internet site's sidebar?

The number of different phone call to activity are at the end of your write-ups?

The number of options are your visitors provided?

If you're swamping your viewers with choices, just how can they be anticipated to take the one activity you desire them to take?

Desire extra email subscribers? You should lower the mess.

Right here's How You Do It

The adhering to PushPrime screenshot from Henneke Duistermaat is a best example of a touchdown page that concentrates on just what is essential: obtaining that email address.

Each Henneke, this landing web page has transformed as high as 59.6 percent.

It's simple to see why. Every facet-- from the headline to the testimonial-- is made to increase conversions. There are no social media sites symbols, promotions, or anything else to sidetrack viewers from the task handy.

What lessons can we gain from Henneke's touchdown page?

We should eliminate distractions. We should not prioritize our social media sites symbols. We must move the "search" option (which couple of people ever before make use of) to the footer. We ought to stick to one CTA for each short article.

We must eliminate anything that doesn't aid us earn even more email subscribers.

Below are some even more pointers on creating high-converting touchdown web pages.

As well as while we're removing unneeded things ...

10. Stop Asking For Excessive Info

On your opt-in types, do you request for "name" along with "email address"?

If so, let me ask you a concern ...

Do you need it? Do you do anything with that said info?

If the response is "no", you need to stop asking individuals to offer it. A/B examination after A/B test confirms the more information you ask from readers, the less likely they are to opt-in.

Here's Just how You Do It

Adhere to the bare basics. Just request for the details you require.

Do not need names? Don't request them. Have no usage for contact number? Do not ask people to input them.

Just keep it straightforward.

The much less information you demand, the even more email clients you'll earn.

Tailoring your optin form fields is simple with OptinMonster. On any project, you could easily decide to ask simply for an email address.

11. Share Your Project All Over

You understand what the problem is with some PushPrime email campaigns?

There are limitations to where you could share them.

It stands to reason that the even more places you can show projects, the even more possibilities you have to obtain even more clients.

The good news is, this could not be easier with OptinMonster.

Here's Exactly how You Do It

Once you've developed a project you more than happy with, most likely to the publishing options. Among those is a Shareable MonsterLink ™.

Order the link, and also add it anywhere you intend to show the campaign-- social media, author biographies, e-mail signature as well as even more.

See how simple that was?

And also speaking of areas to add a link ...

12. Link to a Project in Your Twitter Biography

Right now, what information is in your Twitter biography?

Your profession? A personal quote that holds special significance to you? Perhaps a hashtag or two or 10?

Why don't you utilize that precious real estate to advertise your email list?

That's just how Brent Jones utilizes his Twitter bio:.

Simple, reliable, and also takes minutes to carry out.

Here are some more ways to obtain leads from Twitter.

Here's How You Do It

While logged into your Twitter account, click the "Edit profile" switch on the right-hand side of your account page. You'll then have the ability to alter your name, profile and also header pictures, biography, and extra:.

When you've added a link to your bio, click "Save modifications" and also admire your workmanship.

Yet there's still somewhere else you could include that link ...

13. Include an Opt-in Connect To Your Email Signature

In a given day, how many e-mails do you send? Ten? Twenty? A lot more?

If you resemble lots of people, the response is: "A lot. I send great deals and great deals of emails.".

What if I told you each of those emails you send is a chance-- either a chance lost or an opportunity gained?

By putting a hyperlinked CTA (call to activity) in your PushPrime e-mail signature, you have the capability to transform every recipient into a client.

Right here's How You Do It

Each email carrier is a little various, however, for Gmail most likely to Settings" General. Scroll down and you'll find the Signature section:.

The link in your signature might indicate a touchdown page, your homepage (thinking it's optimized), or an article with a particularly-appealing opt-in allurement.

14. Be More Social

Opportunities are you already spend several hrs each week on numerous social media platforms.

That's good-- in a recent Social Media Marketing Market Report, Social network Supervisor noted exactly how a bulk of marketing professionals increase leads when they utilize social media for 6+ hours every week.

Ah, but there's a catch.

How you are utilizing those 6+ hrs each week matters.

Sharing video clips of kittens and also pups will not assist you unless your business is related to kittycats and young puppies. Posting images of food will not help you unless you're a cook or restaurant proprietor. Live tweeting a Kardashian TELEVISION program will not help you unless ... well, it'll possibly never ever aid you.

To see the lead-generating advantages of social media, you have to be purposeful with those 6+ hours.

Below's How You Do It.

Be valuable. Response inquiries. Share worthwhile content. Connect to people. Make connections.

If people discover you crucial on social media, they're going to want even more of you.

More helpful guidance. Even more answers to their concerns. Much more worthwhile material.

And where will they go to get "even more"?

Your email listing.

PushPrime Testimonial - Introduction

Maker: Richard Madison

Item: PushPrime

Launch Day: 2018-Oct-11

Release Time: 11:00 EDT

Front-End Price: $25.

Particular niche: Software.

What Is PushPrime?

PushPrime is an on the internet solution that lets your purchasers easily and also swiftly set up powerful push notices that can order a lot more customers than opt-in press web pages as well as generate reaction levels equal to or better than email ever before can.

Quick And Also Easy Unblockable Push Notifications That Job Almost Anywhere. Press notifications from PushPrime service Chrome, Firefox, Safari, Opera, iphone and also Android. It matters not if your web site is HTML, WordPress, Joomla, or Magento, it's all covered. Unlike javascript popups, these notifications are not effected by popup blockers or ad blockers.

PushPrime Characteristics & Advantages

PushPrime Is Packed With Benefits For Your Buyers.

Your customers obtain all the devices they really need to dive deep into super-effective press notifications. Geo and linguistic targeting for identifying the exact individuals they intend to strike ... Actual time analytics so they know what's working and also just what isn't really ... Also segmentation and also a/b screening, so they could refine their alerts to get the greatest conversions feasible. Pro customers get material drip, the autoresponder of press notifications!

Maintain customers participated in your application and reengage them when it's shut using the Data Shipment Network as well as Push Alerts APIs.

Drive Involvement

Push notices enable your customers to obtain essential updates from your website/blog even if they are not presently on your web site, this assists in bringing them back to your internet site and also inevitably causes increased involvement.

Live Analytics

View exactly how your individuals act to your notifications in actual time, our dashboard enables you to see the amount of customers obtained the notifications as well as the number of chose to click on them, you can use that information to additional enhance your shipment.

Minimal Coding

Our clever sdk is very easy to incorporate, after you signup you just have to copy/paste 5 lines of code from our control panel right into your home page as well as we'll deal with the rest, you will certainly be working in 5 mins, it's that very easy!!!

Customize Whatever

Our style editor allows you Tailor designs, colors and text to precisely match the theme of your internet site.

Indigenous Opt-in

Indigenous opt-in enables your customers to sign up for alerts without experiencing our servers.

Multiple Internet site

Manage numerous sites from solitary control panel, no should have separate account for each site.

Schedule Notices

Set up alerts to fire in future, setup reoccuring notifications to bring users back continuously.

Invite Notice

Invite alerts are sent out immediately when an individual signs up for your website/blog.

Tip Alert

Pointer notices are sent out if an individual doesn't return to your internet site after particular amount of time.

Reminder Button

Tip switch which shows up on your web site makes it possible for users to much better engage with your website.

Advanced Safety

Your notices and information are secured making use of top quality security to prevent unapproved accessibility as well as eavesdropping.

Wordpress Assistance

Possess a wordpress internet site/ blog site? Our native expansion will certainly obtain you operating ASAP.

Joomla Assistance

Have a Joomla site? Our native extension will get you up and running swiftly in no time at all.

Personalized Notifications

Customize designs, colors and also message to precisely match the motif of your web site.

A/B Screening

Send out different notifications to different chunks of customers to see which bring more outcomes.

As well as much more ...

That Should Purchase PushPrime?

If you run a blog, an ecommerce site, or market any kind of products or services online, you need push alerts ... You need PushPrime!

Push alerts have actually become commonly accepted, many thanks to phone apps utilizing them extensively. PushPrime makes browser-based push alerts easy as can be.

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