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megamobilestylesposts · 1 year ago

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Fashion Meets Functionality: Crossbody Bags Trend

Why crossbody bags are so trendy

Hello, trendsetters and fashionistas!

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A Crossbody Renaissance

Crossbody bags have been around for ages, but their resurgence in recent years is nothing short of a fashion renaissance. They've evolved from a mere functional necessity to a fashion-forward accessory that's taking runways, streets, and Instagram feeds by storm.

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Mini Bags

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Statement Straps

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story-collector · 5 years ago

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Maribat AU AU!

Adrien and Marinette are 13 when they become miraculous holders

14 when they add to the team (Chloe, Kagami, Luka)

14 when the save Damian from bleeding out on a mission gone bad.

The League of assassins want him back

They start fighting team miraculous

To bad Ass bois, we've adopted Damian and you cant have him back

At 15 Marinette becomes the Guardian

She gives Damian the turtle miraculous for when he goes on patrol with him

They want him to have a real childhood so they try to keep him from the fighting

But theres only so much they can do about a 9 year old that was raised as an assassin

He has energy

Patrol seems to help

And occasionally he gets to beat up someone

But not often

He is Precious and he is absolutely not allowed to fight in real akuma or league battles

(He tried once and they took away his miraculous for a month and didnt give it back till he apologized. They were all very emotional about their child that didnt get a childhood)

(Adrien connects with him pretty well)

Over time they add more to the team (Alix, Kim, Max and Nathaniel) as the fighting gets worse

Damian doesnt like the fighting or his family getting hurt (yes he considered the miraculous team his family, both in and out of the masks) so he leaves (leaving the turtle miraculous behind)

The team is devastated and search for him for months

They are more vicious with the Akuma during fighting

(Also Lie-la comes in but that's normal for maribat)

Shortly after Damian leaves canon stuff happens and he is brought to Bruce

Damian doenst like these new people

He misses the family he made in Paris

They learned Arabic for him!

And taught him English, and French and Mandrin, and some Japanese and Italian (he was still learning) and sign language! (American, British, French, Arabic)

He doenst like this new family

They arent as affectionate and he misses that

He closes off again

He still becomes Robin

But he feels that he is betraying his old family by fighting in battles

Anyway

Usual Gotham trip

The miraculous team helped Marinette (class president) plan the trip, send in the application and fundraise (plus extra)

They win, Lie-la takes the credit, and some things get changed (like where they are staying. Luckily they saved extra because even though the stay is cheaper the extra prices are not) ( and its next to crime alley (I dont remember who's idea this was but I didnt come up with it))

Kagami is on the trip

Luka is the only one in paris

But they have the miraculous box and Kaalki (mabey Max has her, that seems pretty canon by now or mabey it is idk I didnt watch s3)

(Also Marinette hasn't taken off the turtle miraculous since Damian left)

They know the tricks Lie-la will pull

(They get left at the airport. That's 8 students that you "forgot" Bustier(?) But they are a well oiled fighting machine and some of them have a good sense of direction so they make it to the hotel fine)

(Also not my idea but I forgot the owner (I need to bookmark stuff more) but the class has to wait because marinette is the only one who can get passes and check in because she won the contest so they are waiting there)

(She apologizes profusely to all the staff for her classmates behavior, they all adore her (mabey background twitter posts? Also not my idea))

Anyway

They plan to get up two hours early every day.

Theres no way that they can miss anything

(Also batfam themed outfits because Marinette is MDC)

(Overly connected Marinette and miraculous group because their just that good, they also dont flaunt it so no one really knows)

Usual Lie-la "I'm dating Damain Wayne and I had a fling with (insert Wayne family member)" Rossi

(Damian is 13 here, the class is all around 17-18)

Wayne tour day!

Get up 2 hours early and go out to explore

Leave note with front desk to let them know if Bustier asks about them and to tell them that they went out (they try Bustier tells them off, shes trying to do a "headcount" and she doenst listen)

The group is very nice to everyone

Also!

Mom friend Mari

Chlogami

Acedrien (Ace Adrien)

Alix×Kim×Max

Nathaniel and Marc (Marc is still in Paris)

Wander Gotham (Chloe, Kagami, and Adrien have been here with parents so they know some places)

Impromptu photoshoot with batfam outfits (much badassery in pose choices)

Breakfast at a cafe near wayne tower

Meet exhausted tim

Mom friend Marinette takes over

No more coffee young man

Tim is mothered

Tim gets adopted

He fine with this

He likes being cared for (dont tell jason or dick) (batfam needs to get on the actual family aspects of a family, come on now yall)

He also just pulled a 48 hour work "day"

Asks for a photo with his adopted new family

It's his new homescreen

Jeez this is long

No regrets, let's keep going

Marinette is Batman (batmom! No be quiet Adrien)

Adrien is Spoiler (purple looks good on you Agreste. Thanks batmom)

Alix is Red Hood (you dont even need a helmet! Yes you do. Yes batmom)

Max is Red Robin (tech bois unite! Thank you Adrien)

Kim is Orphan (gotta represent those badass girls yall!)

Chloe is Nightwing (you both have that wonderful sunny disposition. Shut up Dupain Cheng)

Kagami is Robin (you guys are so alike it's scary. I agree. Same)

Nathaniel is Batgirl (didnt she die though? No) (here is where a second HC can fit in)

So anyway they have met Tim, adopted him.

Even though hes 17

And their 17/18

Hes their child now

They spend an hour talking and stuff

Then they remember, oh yeah tour

So Tim takes them to Wayne Tower (he has promised to go home after they start the tour. He doesnt want to upset his new parents and aunts and uncles)

Dick is already there and tired of the group because she "forgot" 8 students (8!)

And hes been listening to Lie-la complain and lie for like 45 minutes

They cant start the tour with out Marinette but Bustier insists that it's fine and I basically being a little shit

They arrive with Tim and Dick is like immediately ok now we have a new sister and then he realizes that shes Marinette

The group goes over to him

The rest of the class hasn't noticed them

They drop off Tired Tim

And she sincerely apologizes to him and the staff for her classmates behavior and gathers the passes so that the tour can start

Dick has basically claimed her AND the rest of her group and his flock now

Especially when Tim tells hime what they did for him

(The outfits are a definite bonus. They would fit right in!)

Ok I'm running out of ideas

But basically they do the tour

Regular maribat shenanigans

They meet Damian at some point

He turns back into the child hes supposed to be and crystal on their shoulders and basically refuses to leave them

Obviously theres an identity reveal

Marinette absolutely demolishes Bruce because HE WAS 10 DAMNIT! LET HIM BE A CHILD INSTEAD OF A SOLDIER!

Also Marinette fashionista (who the hell told you that was a good design. No I'm making you a new one)

Lie-la falls (stop lieing about my family Rossi. Damian be nice to the rat)

Hawkmoth gets revealed (just because your a good detective doenst mean I forgive you)

Mabey they get adopted by the rouges (they knows our science, they're good with plants, they're absolutely adorable, they're smart)

Mabey Iceberg lounge because come on I want to see more of that!

But yeah this is what I've got.

I'll add the stuff for Nathaniels HC on a different post.

#tim drake #batman #batfamily #damian wayne #damian al ghul #maribat #marinette dupain cheng #team miraculous #miraculous au #miraculous ladybug #au #dc #ml/dc

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thetigarchives · 4 years ago

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THE TIG ARCHIVES│TRAVEL│ST. BARTHÉLEMY

“More commonly known as St. Barths, and most generally associated with the yachting, sweater over the shoulder crowd, who sip fine champagne, wear high heeled stilettos with their bikinis, and probably speak French – even if only to ask for la carte des vins. This exists here. But so do relaxed locals, a Francophile sensibility that is just as island-esque as it is chic, quiet beaches, authentic creole food, and a place where strolls down cobblestone streets and visits to French pharmacies rival those found in Paris. On my trip to St. Barths, I opted for the latter with a healthy dose of swanky goodness peppered throughout. Bienvenue à St. Barths!

Check in to the boutique chic Hotel Taïwana, which with its recent renovation tucks quietly into a cliff in Flamands Beach where you are close enough to the action but removed enough to find respite from the bustling crowd that will make their way to Bagatelle for late night jaunts. With a spa on site, and a convivial staff (especially the summer interns who are beyond accommodating), this place easily transitions into a home away from home. The Hermes products in the white washed rooms certainly trump the products I have at home, but when in St. Barths it only feels right…

From Flamands, with its large pebbled seafront, pack a picnic and hike along the coast for a half hour to Colombier Beach, where after cliffside trekking you will find yourself in a mostly secluded bay, accessible only by boat. It’s the closest you will get to The Blue Lagoon in St. Barths, with soft white sand and cerulean waters lapping at your feet. It’s a picture perfect first day – and a great place to read a book, do some yoga, or truly vacate.

Dinner at Hotel Taïwana is delicious with the fresh lobsters grilled perfectly and accompanied by a bottle of rosé and cruciferous vegetables. The coconut sorbet with thick shavings of coconut is worth saving room for. Keep in mind, the island is French, so the cuisine reflects that – simple ingredients prepared skillfully and with a finesse that is très français.

After a restful sleep, wake up to a delicious breakfast al fresco on your patio, check some emails, and then explore – this was our chance to see what the locals do, which in my estimation is what travel is all about. Venture to Grand Saline Beach where I can only describe the ocean as playful. With waves that tease you, I was the mermaid my friends could not drag out of the sea. With the exception of a rogue nudist galavanting along the seashore, we were the only people on the beach, and it felt blissful.

The best part of Saline is perhaps that it’s a stones throw from Le Grain de Sel, an authentic Caribbean restaurant serving up creole classics. Do not miss this food gem, where the bites are as transportive as the vacation itself. For the fashionistas, Gustavia is where the action is – every high end boutique you can think of exists there, but if you’re like me, you will do some window shopping and save your shekels to grab a drink at nearby Shell beach, where the sand is truly blanketed in shells of all sizes. Wind down your day with dinner at the incredible Jean Georges restaurant in the Eden Rock hotel. The cocktails are tremendous, and the view is ode worthy with spotlights cascading into the dark blue waters. The food is exceptional, highlighting island flavors with an Asian twist as only JG can do.

After three nights of this girls getaway, we take in the view one last time before traveling by Jeep to the airport, where the pilot allowed me to sit in the front with him on our puddle jump back to St. Maarten for our layover. Without question, St. Barths remains an ultra luxury destination, but with a little scouring, you can find a respite from the fancy fray or dive right in – whatever your pleasure, this island does seem to have it all.”

- Meghan Markle, September 2014

#meghan markle #the tig #the tig archives #saint barthelemy #gustavia #tigtravel #tigtravelguides

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yhrite · 5 years ago

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Misc things that happened while in Tokyo, Japan last year that I feel I need to post about

Young Japanese guy sat next to me on the 11 hour flight from Dubai to Tokyo was going in HARD on his Duolingo English lessons, being on a plane, he must have paid for the hella expensive Duolingo Plus to do lessons while offline...... Being a Japanese language learner myself, I feel immense regret for not somehow prompting a conversation about this

While stood with my friend waiting for our food in McDonald’s a random Japanese guy approached us, he opened in English and was friendly enough..... Once I mentioned we came from the UK he started talking about football and I was just simply not hetero enough for this type of exchange so immediately baton passed the conversation to my straight friend

Me and my friend were not big fans of going through security at airports as we both had some intense paranoia that some completely random item we brought with us would be deemed dangerous and that we’d end up causing a scene in customs..... Everything went fine tho, it wasn’t until we got to the hotel that my friend found a mf fork in his bag that he had previously used for a pot noodle while at work and forgot to take out

Showering with my neck constantly at a 45 degree angle bc I’m a 6ft 3 ceiling hitting foreign giant that is also clearly too stubborn to run a bath

Being approached by two reporters for Japanese TV while in Shibuya and inadvertently giving them the impression that my over two years of studying Japanese has actually blessed me with the ability to hold a basic conversation..... My basic ass was not ready to be exposed on national television, I said sorry and shuffled right outta there

Asking for a photo of a random Japanese lady’s fashionable shiba inu and getting a full conversation about her favourite British bands, her dog’s qualifications as an actor and a model and also a rant about how the Japanese government do not allow dogs on the 43rd observation floor of the Tokyo Metropolitan Building

Following said dog lady on Instagram and basking in the cuteness of her lazy fashionista doggo on a daily basis while my non Japanese speaking friend gets around the language barrier by conversing with emojis on her pictures, usually heart eyes

Buying a cute Pikachu themed tin container from the Pokemon store and not realising until I get back to the hotel room that it’s stuffed full of nori (edible seaweed) this was over 3 months ago and I still have it stood on my desk idk what to do with this stuff????

Live translating the Japanese subtitles from the K-drama shown on the hotel TV for my friend and being absolutely exhausted come every ad break

Getting asked for directions to a nearby park by a friendly Australian lady, with her blaming it on ‘the bloody pope being in town’ quickly following that up by referring to him as ‘that absolute bastard!’ (please think of that in a v strong aussie accent)

Teaching my friend the Japanese word for ‘this’ so he can point at menus in restaurants and feel a bit more immersed in the language, the Japanese word for ‘this’ is ‘kore’ but he pronounced it as ‘kare’ instead so when we were in restaurants he would be enthusiastically pointing at menus and instead be relaying the English equivalent pronoun ‘Him! Him! Him!’

#srry for long post #i felt the need to type this up #blah #lang tag

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berightbackmom · 4 years ago

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IBIZA: EXPLORING BEYOND THE PARTIES

This destination is known as the party island of the Balearics, but there is more to explore...

Ibiza is many things: ad-lib, hippy, beach paradise, fashionista, clubber, all-night raver... Ibiza is all you need for a perfect summer vacation – and that’s why it attracts millions of tourists every summer.

This was a very unexpected trip since I’m not the type of person who spends summer in a hot weather places but somehow I end up on this island and I confess, I pretty much try avoid going out on summer unless it gets chilly but I guess that was an exception since I was feeling a bit down that time also I got to spend it with some friends of mine. Here’s the funny stuff, without noticing my friends that I was gonna join them for the trip I bought my ticket for a flight after my shift as my friends took the first flight in the morning, so I called them on my break time to tell them the fact that I was arriving by noon and asked them if they were gonna be able to meet me at the airport. As I was on the flight I remembered that I haven’t booked a hotel room yet (since I wasn’t even sure if I really wanted to go) so as soon as I hop on the car with my friends I asked which was the name of the hotel and tried to book a room immediately and at first the receptionist wasn’t able to find my booking but it was because it takes about and hour or so to appear on the system if the reservation was made through a third party source.

It was my second time on this island but it’s still a very special place and what I love most about the island is that it has still managed to keep its history and local traditions, likewise in the other Balearic Islands. So after lunch we grab the car and went to the Cala d’Hort at Sant Josep de Talaia to watch the sunset with the view of the island of Es Vedrà. Pictures cannot do justice to this place. The feeling of serenity and mystery that you get while viewing it from atop the hill is mesmerising.

Dalt Vila is the old town of Ibiza which is full of charming little streets with jewellery shops, art galleries and many lively bars and restaurants. It’s so nice to have a walk around this part of Ibiza in the evening just before sunset. And from the top of Dalt Vila you will see beautiful panoramic views over the rest of the town and the bay.

Another great thing about Ibiza is that it’s only a 30 mins boat ride from Formentera which is well known for its amazing fine white sandy beaches and crystal clear turquoise sea. You can either take a public ferry or rent a private boat for the day. As we get there we rented another car for a day to easily explore the island and visit different beaches... our first stop was Platja des Pujols it is located near the town center probably 5 minutes driving from the port, it has the shape of two semicircles separated by a row of rocks and in front there is an island that you can reach by swimming 5 minutes and it has a small beach with white sand and crystal clear water inside. Of course, we had to visit Platja de Ses Illetes, it has an indescribable beauty and only seeing it can be understood. It is rightly known as one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. Then we moved to Platja de Llevant which is basically Ses Illetes plus waves, but stll fine to swim in and also a great option for a quieter place to enjoy the sun and relax. It’s a quite large and long beach, pleasant even for a walk along the shore.

And to rest from the sun and heat we hop on the car and drove to Far del Cap de Barbaria. It’s one of the places that you reach to feel peace and united with the nature. Definitely a focal point in Formentera, looks like the end of the world - so quiet.

Straight back to our hotel for a refreshing shower and take rest/nap from all the moving and walking under that 32ºC degrees of hot weather. We went back to Dalt Vila to spend the rest of the night, visit the Castell d’Eivissa to enjoy and grab some drinks for a chilled night beachfront hang-out.

On our last day, after checking out we went straight to Sant Antoni de Portmany to visit more beaches and calas since our flight leave at the afternoon. Our first stop was Cala Saladeta, probably the most espectacular cala in Ibiza! Crystal clear water and it has two parts one with soft sand and one with rocks for some fun jumping from... although getting there was not that easy cause there’s a short hike over stones which I think it helps to keep it as wild as original. And for the last but not least Cala Gració a really nice picturesque beach, with clear, warm water and lots of fish to watch; they like to “kiss” your legs! I’d say it’s a perfect place to enjoy some sun.

You can find more photos on my IG: @ bidibidobidiboo

#ibiza #spain #travel #journal

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lake-lyn · 6 years ago

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ET’s exclusive excerpt of The Tyrant’s Tomb by Rick Riordan (1/2)

Chapter 1

There is no food here

Meg ate all the Swedish fish

Please get off my hearse

I believe in returning dead bodies.

It seems like a simple courtesy, doesn’t it? A warrior dies, you should do what you can to get their body back to their people for funerary rites. Maybe I’m old-fashioned. I am over four thousand years old. But I find it rude not to properly dispose of corpses.

Achilles during the Trojan War, for instance. Total pig. He chariot-dragged the body of the Trojan champion Hector around the walls of the city for days. Finally I convinced Zeus to pressure the big bully into returning Hector’s body to his parents so he could have a decent burial. I mean, come on. Have a little respect for the people you slaughter.

Then there was Oliver Cromwell’s corpse. I wasn’t a fan of the man, but please. First, the English bury him with honors. Then they decide they hate him, so they dig him up and “execute” his body. Then his head falls off the pike where it’s been impaled for decades and gets passed around from collector to collector for almost three centuries like a disgusting souvenir snow globe. Finally, in 1960, I whispered in the ears of some influential people, Enough, already. I am the god Apollo, and I order you to bury that thing. You’re grossing me out.

When it came to Jason Grace, my fallen friend and half bropppther, I wasn’t going to leave anything to chance. I would personally escort his coffin to Camp Jupiter and see him off with full honors.

That turned out to be a good call. What with the ghouls attacking us and everything.

Sunset turned San Francisco Bay into a cauldron of molten copper as our private plane landed at Oakland Airport. I say our private plane. The chartered trip was actually a parting gift from our friend Piper McLean and her movie star father. (Everyone should have at least one friend with a movie star parent.)

Waiting for us beside the runway was another surprise the McLeans must have arranged: a gleaming black hearse. Meg McCaffrey and I stretched our legs on the tarmac while the ground crew somberly removed Jason’s coffin from the Cessna’s storage bay. The polished mahogany box seemed to glow in the evening light. Its brass fixtures glinted red. I hated how beautiful it was. Death shouldn’t be beautiful.

The crew loaded it into the hearse, then transferred our luggage to the backseat. We didn’t have much: Meg’s back- pack and mine (courtesy of Marco’s Military Madness), my bow and quiver and ukulele, and a couple of sketchbooks and a poster-board diorama we’d inherited from Jason.

I signed some paperwork, accepted the flight crew’s condolences, then shook hands with a nice undertaker who handed me the keys to the hearse and walked away.

I stared at the keys, then at Meg McCaffrey, who was chewing the head off a Swedish fish. The plane had been stocked with half a dozen tins of the squishy red candy. Not anymore. Meg had single-handedly brought the Swedish sh ecosystem to the brink of collapse.

“I’m supposed to drive?” I wondered. “Is this a rental hearse?”

Meg shrugged. During our flight, she’d insisted on sprawling on the Cessna’s sofa, so her dark pageboy haircut was flattened against the side of her head. One rhinestone-studded point of her cat-eye glasses poked through her hair like a disco shark n.

The rest of her out t was equally disreputable: floppy red high-tops, threadbare yellow leggings, and the well-loved knee-length green frock she’d gotten from Percy Jackson’s mother. By well-loved, I mean the frock had been through so many battles, washed and mended so many times, it looked less like a piece of clothing and more like a deflated hot-air balloon. Around Meg’s waist was the pièce de résistance: her multi-pocketed gardening belt, because children of Demeter never leave home without one.

“I don’t have a driver’s license,” she said, as if I needed a reminder that my life was presently being controlled by a twelve-year-old. “I call shotgun.”

“Calling shotgun” didn’t seem appropriate for a hearse. Nevertheless, Meg skipped to the passenger’s side and climbed in. I got behind the wheel. Soon we were out of the airport and cruising north on I-880 in our rented black grief-mobile.

Ah, the Bay Area . . . I’d spent some happy times here. The vast misshapen geographic bowl was jam-packed with interesting people and places. I loved the green-and-golden hills, the fog-swept coastline, the glowing lacework of bridges and the crazy zigzag of neighborhoods shouldered up against one another like subway passengers at rush hour.

Back in the 1950s, I played with Dizzy Gillespie at Bop City in the Fillmore. During the Summer of Love, I hosted an impromptu jam session in Golden Gate Park with the Grateful Dead. (Lovely bunch of guys, but did they really need those fteen-minute-long solos?) In the 1980s, I hung out in Oakland with Stan Burrell—otherwise known as MC Hammer—as he pioneered pop rap. I can’t claim credit for Stan’s music, but I did advise him on his fashion choices. Those gold lamé parachute pants? My idea. You’re welcome, fashionistas.

Most of the Bay Area brought back good memories. But as I drove, I couldn’t help glancing to the northwest—toward Marin County and the dark peak of Mount Tamalpais. We gods knew the place as Mount Othrys, seat of the Titans. Even though our ancient enemies had been cast down, their palace destroyed, I could still feel the evil pull of the place—like a magnet trying to extract the iron from my now-mortal blood.

I did my best to shake the feeling. We had other problems to deal with. Besides, we were going to Camp Jupiter—friendly territory on this side of the bay. I had Meg for backup. I was driving a hearse. What could possibly go wrong?

The Nimitz Freeway snaked through the East Bay flatlands, past warehouses and docklands, strip malls and rows of dilapidated bungalows. To our right rose downtown Oakland, its small cluster of high-rises facing off against its cooler neighbor San Francisco across the Bay as if to proclaim We are Oakland! We exist, too!

Meg reclined in her seat, propped her red high-tops up on the dashboard, and cracked open her window.

“I like this place,” she decided.

“We just got here,” I said. “What is it you like? The abandoned warehouses? That sign for Bo’s Chicken ’N’ Waffles?”

“Nature.”

“Concrete counts as nature?”

“There’s trees, too. Plants flowering. Moisture in the air. The eucalyptus smells good. It’s not like . . .”

She didn’t need to finish her sentence. Our time in Southern California had been marked by scorching temperatures, extreme drought, and raging wild res—all thanks to the magical Burning Maze controlled by Caligula and his hate-crazed sorceress bestie, Medea. The Bay Area wasn’t experiencing any of those problems. Not at the moment, anyway.

We’d killed Medea. We’d extinguished the Burning Maze. We’d freed the Erythraean Sibyl and brought relief to the mortals and withering nature spirits of Southern California.

But Caligula was still very much alive. He and his co- emperors in the Triumvirate were still intent on controlling all means of prophecy, taking over the world, and writing the future in their own sadistic image. Right now, Caligula’s fleet of evil luxury yachts was making its way toward San Francisco to attack Camp Jupiter. I could only imagine what sort of hellish destruction the emperor would rain down on Oakland and Bo’s Chicken ’N’ Waffles.

Even if we somehow managed to defeat the Triumvirate, there was still that greatest Oracle, Delphi, under the control of my old nemesis Python. How I could defeat him in my present form as a sixteen-year-old weakling, I had no idea.

But, hey. Except for that, everything was fine. The eucalyptus smelled nice.

Traf c slowed at the I-580 interchange. Apparently, California drivers didn’t follow that custom of yielding to hearses out of respect. Perhaps they gured at least one of our passengers was already dead, so we weren’t in a hurry.

Meg toyed with her window controls, raising and lower- ing the glass. Reeee. Reeee. Reeee.

“You know how to get to Camp Jupiter?” she asked.

“Of course.”

“ ’Cause you said that about Camp Half-Blood.”

“We got there! Eventually.”

“Frozen and half-dead.”

“Look, the entrance to camp is right over there.” I waved vaguely at the Oakland Hills. “There’s a secret passage in the Caldecott Tunnel or something.”

“Or something?”

“Well, I haven’t actually ever driven to Camp Jupiter,” I admitted. “Usually I descend from the heavens in my glorious sun chariot. But I know the Caldecott Tunnel is the main entrance. There’s probably a sign. Perhaps a Demigods Only lane.”

Meg peered at me over the top of her glasses. “You’re the dumbest god ever.” She raised her window with a final Reeee. SHLOOMP!—a sound that reminded me uncomfortably of a guillotine blade.

We turned west onto Highway 24. The congestion eased as the hills loomed closer. The elevated lanes soared past neighborhoods of winding streets and tall conifers, white stucco houses clinging to the sides of grassy ravines.

A road sign promised CALDECOTT TUNNEL ENTRANCE, 2 MI. That should have comforted me. Soon, we’d pass through the borders of Camp Jupiter into a heavily guarded, magically camouflaged valley where an entire Roman legion could shield me from my worries, at least for a while.

Why, then, were the hairs on the back of my neck quivering like sea worms?

Something was wrong. It dawned on me that the uneas- iness I’d felt since we landed might not be the distant threat of Caligula, or the old Titan base on Mount Tamalpais, but something more immediate . . . something malevolent, and getting closer.

I glanced in the rearview mirror. Through the back window’s gauzy curtains, I saw nothing but traffic. But then, in the polished surface of Jason’s coffin lid, I caught the reflection of movement from a dark shape outside—as if a human-size object had just own past the side of the hearse.

“Oh. Meg?” I tried to keep my voice even. “Do you see anything unusual behind us?”

“Unusual like what?”

THUMP.

The hearse lurched as if we’d been hitched to a trailer full of scrap metal. Above my head, two foot-shaped impressions appeared in the upholstered ceiling.

“Something just landed on the roof,” Meg deduced.

“Thank you, Sherlock McCaffrey! Can you get it off?”

“Me? How?”

That was an annoyingly fair question. Meg could turn the rings on her middle fingers into wicked gold swords, but if she summoned them in close quarters, like the interior of the hearse, she a) wouldn’t have room to wield them, and b) might end up impaling me and/or herself.

CREAK. CREAK. The footprint impressions deepened as the thing adjusted its weight like a surfer on a board. It must have been immensely heavy to sink into the metal roof.

A whimper bubbled in my throat. My hands trembled on the steering wheel. I yearned for my bow and quiver in the backseat, but I couldn’t have used them. DWSPW, driving while shooting projectile weapons, is a big no-no, kids.

“Maybe you can open the window,” I said to Meg. “Lean out and tell it to go away.”

“Um, no.” (Gods, she was stubborn.) “What if you try to shake it off?”

Before I could explain that this was a terrible idea while traveling fifty miles an hour on a highway, I heard a sound like a pop-top aluminum can opening—the crisp pneumatic hiss of air through metal. A claw punctured the ceiling—a grimy white talon the size of a drill bit. Then another. And another. And another, until the upholstery was studded with ten pointy white spikes—just the right number for two very large hands.

“Meg?” I yelped. “Could you—?”

I don’t know how I might have finished that sentence. Protect me? Kill that thing? Check in the back to see if I have any spare undies?

I was rudely interrupted by the creature ripping open our roof like we were a birthday present.

Staring down at me through the ragged hole was a withered, ghoulish humanoid, its blue-black hide glistening like the skin of a house y, its eyes filmy white orbs, its bared teeth dripping saliva. Around its torso uttered a loincloth of greasy black feathers. The smell coming off it was more putrid than any dumpster—and believe me, I’d fallen into a few.

“FOOD!” it howled.

“Kill it!” I yelled at Meg.

“Swerve!” she countered.

One of the many annoying things about being incarcerated in my puny mortal body: I was Meg McCaffrey’s servant. I was bound to obey her direct commands. So when she yelled “swerve,” I yanked the steering wheel hard to the right. The hearse handled beautifully. It careened across three lanes of traffic, barreled straight through the guardrail, and plummeted into the canyon below.

#ttt #the tyrants tomb #the tyrant’s tomb #rick riordan #meg mccaffrey

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Introduction to Pentagon!

Admin M here! This post is for all the lovely people who want to learn more about one of my favorite boy groups Pentagon! Let’s get started!

Okay! So Pentagon debuted under Cube Entertainment on October 10, 2016. There are 10 members, and they were chosen through the Mnet survival show Pentagon Maker.

Hui

Let’s start with our gorgeous and extremely talented leader!

Birth name: Lee HoeTaek

Leader, Main Vocalist, Lead Dancer

Born August 28, 1993

5′8″ (172 cm)

Hobbies: Piano and Tumbling

Former JYP Trainee

Composed and wrote lyrics to numerous songs for the group, including ‘Like This’ and ‘Thank You’

Composed ‘Energetic’ by Wanna One and wrote the lyrics with Wooseok

Composed ‘Never’ for Produce Wanna One, and wrote the lyrics with E’Dawn and Wooseok (which Hyuna produced)

Composed a song from Kriesha Chu’s 1st mini album ‘Like Paradise’ along with Flow Blow

Let me tell you when I say you will melt when you hear this boy’s heavenly voice

And that smirk? don’t even get me started

Jinho

Birth name: Jo JinHo

Former Stage Name: Jino

Main Vocalist

Born April 17, 1992 (oldest member)

5′6″ (168 cm)

Plays the Piano and Guitar

Speaks Korean and Chinese

Former company: SM Entertainment

Participated in the musical ‘All Shook Up’

This boy has some killer high notes and is pretty good at rapping, but he’s too shy to rap for any official songs

The members call him the ‘cutest tiny hyung’ and with good reason, being the shortest and oldest member of the group lol

Hongseok

Birth name: Yang Honseok

Lead Vocalist

Born April 17, 1994

5′11″ (181 cm)

Can speak Korean, Chinese, and English

Lived in San Diego, Singapore, and China for most of his childhood

Former company: YG Entertainment

The mom of the group

Amazing cooking skills

Loves books and studying languages, along with working out

Loves iron man

Acted in the movie ‘The Love that’s Left’ (2017)

Omg this boy knows how to make you weak in the knees

I mean just look at that smirk, mixed with the wink, i can’t deal with him XD

E’Dawn

Birth name: Kim HyoJong

Lead Rapper, Lead Dancer, Vocalist

Born June 1, 1994

5′9″ (174 cm)

Has a 4D personality

Has a few tattoos (yasss)

Great at dancing (especially popping)

Is in a subunit with Hui and their labelmate Hyuna called Triple H

This boy is cute as hell

He’s so energetic and happy but then there’s times where he looks so small and you just wanna stuff him in your fuzzy sweater

Snd then there’s times where you go “excuse me sir! who allowed you to dance like that and look absolutely delicious while doing it?!”

E’dawn stans are conflicted just about all the damn time XD

Shinwon

Birth name: Ko ShinWon

Sub Vocalist

Born December 11, 1995

6′0″ (184 cm)

Self-proclaimed visual, but I mean he ain’t wrong

Known for his broad shoulders and hot temper

Also such a damn tease, stripping all the time

He’s McDonald’s #1 fan lol

Fashionista, I expect there’s a lot of good quality airport photos of him somewhere lol

Members say that although he looks like a player, he’s very romantic

Ugh this guy doesn’t get enough screen time. but when he does, you’re on the floor from how his gaze murders you

(He’s my bias wrecker and let me tell you...im talking to yall from the grave just trying to find a gif of him for this post XD)

Yeo One

Birth Name: Yeo ChangGu

Lead Vocalist

Born March 27, 1996

5′10.5″ (179 cm)

Good dancer, swimmer, and actor

Acted in the musical drama “Chosun Beauty Competition:

Known for his cute smile and nice personality

Okay this boy is the reason for me even getting into Pentagon

I’m surprised he’s not the visual

This boy can dance, sing, and pull off a dress and wig like no other

such a cutie this boy

Yanan

Birth name: Yan An

Sub vocalist, Visual

October 25, 1996

6′1″ (186 cm)

Chinese

Can speak Korean and Chinese

a great swimmer

Can play the traditional Chinese instrument Erhu

Poor boy is afraid of amusement park rides

Kind of random

Was known as a ‘lady killer’ back in China

Ugh he’s too handsome for his own good

Just one look at him and you’re frozen with your mouth hung open cuz you’re mesmerized

Yuto

Birth name: Adachi Yuto

Main Rapper, Vocalist

Born January 23, 1998

6′0″ (184 cm)

Can speak Korean and Japanese

Members sometimes call him “Takoyaki Prince”

Former JYP Trainee

Friends with NCT’s Yuta and ONF’s Yuto (who was also a former JYP trainee)

Former baseball player (yum)

Doesn’t do aegyo

THIS ADORABLE YET SEXY MAN RIGHT HERE IS MY BIAS AND KERUGVNSDIFGBSM

Sorry...almost lost my ‘cool’ there

This dude is the sweetest, and he is absolutely adorable without even trying

So damn humble, he calls himself the least attractive, like have you seen yourself dude!!!!?

Kino

Birth name: Kang HyungGu

Main Dancer, Vocalist, Face of the Group

Born January 27, 1998

5′10″ (177 cm)

Soundcloud: knnovation

Can speak Korean, Japanese, and English

‘Dance machine’, can imitate dance moves really well also

Helped create choreography for debut song ‘Gorilla’

Choreographed ‘Like This’

Best at girl group dances

Produced songs ‘Violet’ and ‘Off Road’

Wooseok

Birth name: Jung WooSeok

Main Rapper, Vocalist, Maknae

Born January 31, 1998

6′2″ (188.4 cm)

AKA the gentle giant XD

Likes anime

Won Special Prize at a violin competition

Friends with Wanna One’s Guanlin

Can sing a Soprano part from an opera

Wrote lyrics to Wanna One’s ‘Energetic’ (along with Hui)

Helped write lyrics to ‘Never’ for Produce 101 (with E’Dawn and Hui)

Co-writer for ‘No Way’ by UNIT RED on the UNIT (with Seo Jaewoo and Kanto)

Multitalented, adorable, sexy, bright personality...i mean...the perfect package if I do say so myself XD

MVs

Gorilla (Debut song) (October 2016)

Can You Feel It? (December 2016)

Pretty Pretty (January 2017)

Critical Beauty (June 2017)

Like This (September 2017)

Violet (November 2017)

Runaway (November 2017)

Shine (April 2018)

365 Fresh -Triple H (April 2017)

Trust Me -Yuto (w/ E’Dawn and Wooseok) (March 2018)

Lift Off (To-Do List) - Wooseok (w/ E’Dawn) (October 2017)

Lonely - Kino (February 2018)

낭만 (To-Do List) - Hongseok + Kino (August 2017)

If Only (Cover)(To-Do List) - Hongseok

벌써 겨울 / 허각, 브로맨스 (Cover) - Hui + Hongseok (February 2018)

Sapporo - Hongseok + Yeo One (March 2018)

A Little Happiness/ Our Times OST (Cover)(To-Do List) - Hongseok + Yanan (November 2017)

가자 (To-Do List) - Yeo One (September 2017)

Junho Magazine Ho Videos (I ended up making a playlist of them just cuz there’s so many lol )

Variety Shows/ Competitions/Interviews

Hui- King of Masked Singer (1,2,3,4)

Afterschool Club 2016

The Immigration 2016 (1,2)

SoompiTV- Who’s your Pentagon Soulmate?

SoompiTV- Pentagon Interview

NCT Night Night with Pentagon

TvN (1,2)

There’s so much more of these videos lol I’m sure I missed a few. If any of you have any more info on Pentagon or the individual members please feel free to message us or send an ask! I’ll add it to this post as they come in!

I hope this helps y’all fall in love with the talent and goofiness that is Pentagon!

Love y’all! ~M

@taetaetrashhh

#pentagon #admin ratedm #hui #jinho #hongseok #edawn #shinwon #yeo one #yanan #yuto #kino #wooseok

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Crystallis’ Astrid spotted once again in Paris for Couture Week

After days of speculating, it is confirmed that CRYSTALLIS’ ASTRID is back in Paris for Haute Couture Fashion Week.

The idol’s trip was a trending topic online ever since she was spotted in Incheon airport without the rest of her members. Her agency, Legacy Entertainment, confirmed that ASTRID will be attending the Julien Fournié show on January 26.

It isn’t ASTRID’S first time to travel solo ever since debut, and she has been documenting her Paris trip on the CRYSTALLIS official Instagram account. Just like the last time, her posts also showcase all of her OOTDs, which are said to be a collaboration between the idol and her stylists.

[ + / - ] there she is!! our fashionista astrid gracing another fashion show with her beauty and gorgeous outfit.

[ + / - ] is she an idol or a model? idols belong on stage, not at fashion shows! the next thing you know, she ditch crystallis to become a model.

#LGCENT #LGCGIRLS #CRYSTALLIS #ASTRID #MINSOYOUN

#lgc:news #lgc:notorietytiers #lgcsoyoun

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because the uk shows are soon, i have this little imagine in my head that the missus posts this on her insta as a flashback friday (i think its when he returned to the uk after being in america) xxxx

Oh, my goodness. That’s so precious. I can definitely see her posting that; it’s definitely from her travelling collection from when she toured with him back when they were dating. With a caption along the lines of;

yourinstagram: #fbf to this airport fashionista during our journey home to heathrow airport.

yourinstagram: throwback thursday belongs to @harrystyles and his new york outfit for our flight home.

yourinstagram: who wears jeans on an 8-hour flight? @harrystyles, that’s who.

#submission #submit to me!#instagram prompts

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Friends Season 2 Episode 1: GWSS Analysis

The popular television series Friends has provided entertainment to a variety of audiences, including myself, for many years. Although its humor is often politically incorrect, the show has been praised around the world as a “smart, sophisticated comedy” (Rotten Tomatoes). The lack of diversity within the cast as well as offensive remarks regarding race, gender, and sexuality are subtle at times but included in every episode, and make this a great television show to analyze. The main characters are all heterosexual, white individuals who have relatively “normal” bodies meaning not over or underweight. Even when looking at the supporting cast it is rare to see diverse representations of race, gender, and sexuality throughout the entirety of the show. On a few occasions, there were guest appearances of individuals of another race and/or sexuality other than heterosexual and/or white; however, the predominantly white cast makes it simple to analyze diversity within the show “because there really wasn’t any”(The Independent).

The television series Friends is an American sitcom, created by David Crane and Marta Kauffman that follows six twenty something-year-olds, Ross Geller, Rachel Green, Monica Geller, Joey Tribbiani, Chandler Bing, and Phoebe Buffay, as they navigate their personal and professional lives in Manhattan (IMBD). This 90’s sitcom is very stereotypical when it comes to gender norms. Rachel is the slightly ditzy fashionista with the “ideal” appearance that has a rocky romantic relationship with Ross throughout the series. Monica is the obsessive-compulsive, competitive friend that is often seen as the mom of the group. Ross is Monica’s nerdy, romantic, quirky brother who has been in love with Rachel since they went to high school together. Phoebe is an unusual, but sweet-natured aspiring musician that you can’t help but love. Chandler is known for being sarcastic and his blatantly homophobic remarks. Lastly, Joey is the self-absorbed womanizer, or “ladies man” whichever you prefer, that continually makes sexual remarks at every woman no matter the social cues. Each character portrays a stereotype in a slightly offensive manner. Joey and Rachel are the most conforming characters to gender norms through their stereotypical careers, actions, appearance, and personalities; however, Ross’ character challenges typical gender norms. Throughout the series, he shows more “feminine” qualities such as being sensitive and romantic (gnds125bloggroup). Overall the main characters manage to be relatable, funny, yet slightly offensive through the portrayal of these stereotypes.

At the conclusion of season one Ross had gone to China for work. After he left, Chandler accidentally revealed that Ross is in love with Rachel. Rachel realizes that she has feelings for him and meets him at the airport when he returns, only to find that he has returned with a new girlfriend(Julie)(Friends Central). The episode I will be reviewing, Season 2 Episode 1, begins at the airport where season 1 left off. When Rachel sees Ross with his new girlfriend she tries to run out of the airport, tripping and falling in the process. This drew enough attention that Ross notices her and she attempts to play it off. As she greets them, she uses the phrase “back from the orient.” It was very subtle in the context of things however it was the first thing I noticed in this episode regarding race. While this is not the most offensive remark of the episode I don’t want to disregard it as it can be considered an offensive term. Within that same conversation, Rachel greets Julie in a condescending manner by saying “Welcome to our country” in a slow and loud tone assuming she is not from America and wouldn’t understand English. Julie then corrects her saying she is from New York. Come to find out Ross and her met in graduate school and reconnected in China (Friends Central). Throughout the episode, Rachel struggles to hold back her feelings for Ross since he is now in a happy relationship. In a bad place, Rachel contacts an ex-boyfriend and sleeps with him in an effort to try and forget about the situation but immediately regrets it afterward. In addition to this ongoing internal struggle that Rachel has throughout the episode, random events such as phoebe giving hair cuts, which goes badly, and Chandler getting his pants tailored take place. Joey referred Chandler to his tailor that he has been going to his entire life. When measuring Chandler’s pants, the tailor gets a little too close and personal for Chandler’s liking. When Chandler gets back he confronts Joey for referring him to a tailor that is assumed to be homosexual. As stated before, Chandler is a homophobe and is extremely upset about the situation. He explains what had happened and Joey isn’t phased, assuming “that how they do pants” since that was all he had experienced with tailors. Chandler and Ross are quick to correct Joey’s assumption with the remark “yes, yes it is, IN PRISON!” This offensive remark that homosexual actions are cause for prison time goes to show the homophobic feelings of the characters. The episode ends with Joey telling his father “that’s not how they measure pants!” and Phoebe moves on to her next hair cut client, Julie (Friends Central).

This particular episode is one of the few times the show has had a guest star/character that is of another race and/or sexuality other than heterosexual and white. All characters in this episode are presumed heterosexual and cisgender so in this case, race becomes a factor with the appearance of the Chinese-American actress Lauren Tom playing the character Julie, Ross’ new girlfriend. Other than the offensive remarks and misrepresentation, or lack of representation completely, regarding race, gender, and sexuality apparent in all episodes of the series, there are no additional political issues addressed in this episode.

Thanks for reading!

Hope you enjoyed this analysis of race, gender, and sexuality within the television show Friends!

Works Cited

“Friends.” Rotten Tomatoes, www.rottentomatoes.com/tv/friends.

“10 Time Friends Was Incredibly Problematic.” The Independent, Independent Digital News and Media, 26 Mar. 2018, www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/friends-netflix-sitcom-problem-sexism-men-joey-phoebe-chandler-ross-rachel-a8168976.html.

“Friends.” IMDb, IMDb.com, 22 Sept. 1994, www.imdb.com/title/tt0108778/.

gnds125bloggroup, ~. “Gender Roles and Stereotypes in Friends.” Gender, Race and Popular Culture, 11 Mar. 2017, genderraceandpopularcultureblog.wordpress.com/2017/03/10/gender-roles-and-stereotypes-in-friends/.

“Season 1.” Friends Central, friends.fandom.com/wiki/Season_1.

“The One With Ross' New Girlfriend.” Friends Central, friends.fandom.com/wiki/The_One_With_Ross'_New_Girlfriend.

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Well, you asked for spam and I'm available. I apologize in advance to all the messages you'll be receiving from me 😅 Taegi keeping their relationship a secret not just from the media, but the members too, but then it blows up in their face and suddenly everyone and their dog knows.

don’t apologize!! i love seeing u in my inbox

neither of them can really pinpoint the moment they became each other’s. in the society of hypocrisy and phobias, its hard to be open about who you truly are in the public eye. especially if you’re an idol being watched twenty four hours of the damn day. it really all started about the end of 2015 for them.

their gazes became longer, their skinship became more intimate, and their love became stronger. they managed to keep their relationship as casual as possible in front of others and it was really hard in the beginning. to not just kiss the other whenever they felt the urge to. their maknae line was very touchy as it was, so when taehyung would backhug yoongi, he would try not to act on it. it was the hardest thing to do when the cutest boy ever was hugging your backside and you weren’t allowed to lean into the touch.

as their first year passed they had successfully managed to hide their relationship from not only the press and their family, but their members as well. there was some suspicion in the beginning as to why taehyung would somehow end up sleeping in yoongi’s bed, but then it was dropped as yoongi countered with the time jhope was ‘scared’ and ended up in everyone’s rooms for two weeks straight. taehyung eventually complained about namjoons snoring, saying he can’t sleep at all and seokjin offered to switch rooms. it was a win for them, taehyung honestly didn’t mind the snoring but he needed the touch of his boyfriend.

but everything was about to change severely in their present day. yoongi had woken up first before anyone without an alarm. taehyung’s arms was wrapped tightly around his small torso and his breathing was heavy on his neck. he tried slowly moving to the right side of the bed, without waking up his boyfriend. he raised up and slid over but arms pulled him back swiftly.

yoongi let out a “umph” as taehyung rolled yoongi over so he laid on top of him. yoongi held himself up with his palms on his bare chest and taehyung opened his left eye, then closed it, then opened his right eye, then repeated the same actions three times.

yoongi rolled his eyes playfully and pecked his nose at the point. hands flew to his waist to help balance him.

“hey!” taehyung said, both eyes open now as his kiss wasn’t directed to where it was wanted most.

“good morning sweetheart.” yoongi playfully said back.

“another one.” taehyung pouted and yoongi really couldn’t say no to that. yoongi leaned down to peck his cheek this time but hands squished his face, making him kiss taehyung’s lips this time.

“ugh tae. we haven’t brushed our teeth.” yoongi groaned in annoyance.

taehyung sat up as yoongi wrapped his legs around his waist and carried them to their bathroom down the hall. one arm was supporting yoongi’s ass and all yoongi’s limbs were holding onto taehyung. he turned on the light and shut the door behind them. they always had to shut and lock doors. he sat yoongi on the counter beside the sink, long sleeve t shirt that ended at the tops of his thighs and lavender colored boxers that fit a little too small but it didn’t matter because taehyung liked them. taehyung never hardly wore any clothes when he slept, calvin klein boxers was it last night. they brushed their teeth together and took a quick shower, they’ve pretty much mastered their routine together on how to not been seen. (or so they thought)

yoongi fixes them both a bowl of cereal,both of their favorites(cocoa puffs btw) and they sit at the table to eat, they can hear water running so everyone must be waking up by now. for the next four days they actually have no schedules at all, so taehyung had already announced that he was going back home for a bit as well as yoongi. perks of living in the same city is that no one questioned it, it was normal.

not a perfect getaway but it’s not too risky, yoongi thinks. their flight leaves at 1 so they’ll get there around 2, they quickly eat their food and rinse out their bowls. yoongi places them in the dishwasher as taehyung grabs their luggage to place it by the door.

“what should i wear?” taehyung asks as they stand in front of their own closets.

“whatever you want to wear.” yoongi shrugs, picking out a black top from saint laurent. he takes the shirt off his body to replace it with the new one and along with some ripped jeans. taehyung is throwing daggers at him with his eyes from the comment, yoongi forgets that taehyung has become quite the fashionista lately.

“it’s not gonna matter much really, they won’t be on you for very long anyways.” yoongi says smugly and taehyung shrieks from the innuendo.

“you pervert!” taehyung says, finally deciding on just a dark blue t shirt and black jeans.

they leave for the airport as all of their members throw hand kisses towards them and taehyung is throwing back six as well. yoongi rolls his eyes fondly as taehyung nudges his shoulder, he throws one back and yells a bye to the rest of them. thank you seokjin for making it their “farewell” to all now.

the flight isn’t long at all and thankfully the press isn’t in their face as well as cameras from fans.

“hey at least we haven’t had someone take our picture yet.” taehyung says as they reach yoongi’s house. yoongi tells him to shut up, he’s the biggest jinx he’s ever known but taehyung kisses his hand and that makes them both shut up.

yoongi unlocks the door with his key, his parents are currently working and his older brother no longer lives with his family. they take their luggage back to yoongi’s room and yoongi flops onto the grey comforter.

“get up! we’re going out to eat!” taehyung says hitting him with a pillow.

“in a minute.” yoongi mumbles. it goes a minute without any words being said.

“min yoongi, i know you are NOT closing your eyes right now.” taehyung sternly says and hears a snore escape from his lips.

“yoongi. yoongi hyung. asshole. wake up!” yoongi jolts up out of bed to see an annoyed taehyung at the door with his arms crossed

“you’ve been sleeping for an hour now and your mom is home.” taehyung says.

“why didn’t you wake me up?” yoongi’s asks, sitting up to stretch.

taehyung turns around walking out of the room replying with, “i like holly better anyways.”

“wow.”

after yoongi’s dad came home from work as well, they met up with his older brother and they all went out to eat. no one in either of their families knew they had been dating for years, they just assumed they were really close friends. they thought it was odd at first, not expecting the two to be so closely together everywhere but it was a sight to see.

taehyung showed yoongi’s dad pictures of yoongi sleeping, comparing it to the pictures his mom had of his dad. saying they sleep exactly the same and they all laughed about it. no one questioned why yoongi was sleeping beside taehyung either in the pictures.

his parents parted ways to go home as yoongi, taehyung, and his older brother stayed out later. they walked down the streets and just talked.

“you all had a big success lately. i’m not sure i’m cool enough to hang around you guys anymore.” his brother teased the two.

“yah, knock it off. we’re here for a good time.” yoongi said smacking his arm.

taehyung laughed and threw an arm around yoongi’s shoulder. he ignored the look from yoongi’s brother as yoongi leaned into the touch and even put an arm around his lower back, he couldn’t pull away from it. that would be too obvious, way too obvious. he definitely knows something is going on between them.

if he didn’t know, he didn’t say a word about it the rest of the night. they called a cab back to their house as they said their goodbyes. later that night they locked the bedroom door and if someone asked, it was just an old habit. it wasn’t because yoongi was wrapped in taehyung’s arms once again, not that the two were completely bare on their upper halves. definitely wasn’t because taehyung was kissing yoongi’s neck and he was whining into the palm of his hand.

when they woke up the next morning it was because of holly scratching at the bottom of the door. yoongi let her in and she jumped up onto the bed into taehyung’s lap.

“aw holly! you’re such a good boy! yes mhm.” taehyung cooed, scratching his stomach.

they got ready and took showers separately this time for a change.

“don’t you boys look cute today.” yoongi’s mom smiled at them.

they look down at their attire and then at each other, both wearing a plain white t shirt with blue jean shorts and converse. “i’m changing.” yoongi said immediately with a hard look but taehyung grabbed his arm, preventing him from leaving.

“no! it’s fine hyung.” taehyung assured him, he gave yoongi a knowing glance and yoongi’s expression softened.

yoongi put holly’s leash on and they set off to a dog cafe near his house. yoongi hadn’t had coffee in two weeks and it was about to be the death of him. they entered the gate and closed it, taking the leash off and letting holly wander along with the other dogs around. they ordered their drinks and sat down outside, watching holly play with a dog three times his size.

“this is weird to say but i feel like holly is my son.” yoongi says, staring at the small dog.

“who knew you would be such a dog parent?” taehyung snorted as yoongi corrected him to add a “s” to make it plural.

“i’m so ready to see soonshim.” taehyung sighs, yoongi reaches over to comb out his messy hair.

“you’ll see your baby tomorrow.” yoongi reassures him.

the last two days were well spent together and they can both agree on that. they left yoongi’s house to go to taehyung’s later in the evening. they spent the entire day playing video games, watching movies, and playing with soonshim. the rain was off and on and it calmed the nerves and paranoia they still had.

the last day they spent with taehyung’s siblings as they went to Aspan Park, spending the entire day there enjoying the scenery. yoongi took his camera along and made them all pose in different areas throughout the park, and if they took cliche, cheesy couple pics it was a space completely isolated from everyone.

all was going so well during their well deserved break. neither of the two had checked any social media or been on their phones for that matter besides to answer phone calls or texts. so when taehyung checked naver, he felt all the blood drain from his face. he turned his phone away from yoongi as they sit on the plane, his headphones are in and eyes are closed anyways, but still.

“two bts members getting pretty comfortable during their small break in daegu” the headline read–the source was anonymous and taehyung’s thumb swiped up across the screen. twelve photos of them had been uploaded and seen by thousands of people by now within the last twenty minutes.

photo 1: yoongi unlocking the door into his home as taehyung stands behind him. photo 2: taehyung kissing yoongi’s hand. photo 3: taehyung and yoongi eating with family. photo 4: taehyung, yoongi, and yoongi’s brother walking. photo 5: taehyung laughing as he has an arm around yoongi. photo 6: yoongi wrapping his arm around taehyung. photo 7: yoongi reaching for taehyung’s hand as they walk to their cab. photo 8: taehyung pressing yoongi to his front door and kissing him. photo 9: yoongi getting a handful of taehyung’s ass as he kisses him. photo 10: them walking holly to the cafe as taehyung’s eyes are transfixed at yoongi. photo 11: yoongi fixing taehyung’s hair as they sit down. photo 12: leaving yoongi’s home, going to taehyung’s this time.

taehyung thought he was going to be sick and dropped the phone onto his lap. they still had twenty minutes until they arrived home and the airport is going to be packed. people know they are together now, they know they kiss, they know they aren’t just friends. taehyung feels his phone being snatched from his hands and tries grabbing it but yoongi’s arm is too out of reach. he watches as his face goes into complete horror and taehyung keeps repeating the words “no,no,no.” over and over again.

“taehyung.” yoongi says whispering, afraid of his voice going any higher and of anyone hearing their conversations.

“yoongi i’m so sorry. i didn’t want this to happen.” taehyung says, already broke down into tears. yoongi wants to kiss them away but everything has already blown up. they should’ve been more fucking careful, yoongi knew they shouldn’t have touched each other out in public. it wasn’t even safe to kiss inside or right outside his home, people were always watching.

“i’m going to get a cab set up for us and we’re going straight to the dorms.” yoongi says in hushed whispers, both their phone are vibrating like crazy but they can’t lift their fingers to look. the feeling in their bodies have turned to jello and mush.

taehyung nods as yoongi continues, wiping his own eyes with the back of his hand. “i want you to grab the masks and hats we have in the bag along with the sunglasses. put on your flannel too, i don’t want anyone touching you or hurting you.”

when they get to the airport, camera flashes are all that can be seen. yoongi and taehyung have their faces completely covered, hat pulled down low, sunglasses covering their puffy eyes and and masks covering their lower face. yoongi pulls taehyung through the crowd, holding onto his wrist as they both run for their cab. when they arrive home no one is there and they’re thankful for that. yoongi comforts taehyung as he throws up into the toilet, rubbing back. he’s always had bad nerves and the most paranoia between them, yoongi’s strong front is being put up to comfort his boy. he knows he’s going to break soon.

“this can’t be happening.” taehyung sobs, he’s a complete utter mess and yoongi wets a wash cloth to wipe his face off with. their entire relationship is plastered all over social media, for the whole fucking world to see. two members in one group, gay and dating each other. how is their success going to rise anymore now?

taehyung makes grabby hands to yoongi as they lay in bed, wrapped up into each other and hear the front door being opened and footsteps coming their way. yoongi closes his eyes and tightens his hold on taehyung, protecting him from what’s about to come. wishing it was all just a dream, a really bad vivid dream he wakes up from.

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