#that's... a random place... in a huge country... congrats

[barnbridges]

im current like... a cardrive away from ploiesti, romania. cannot wait for rolin jones to be MORE xenophobic than the old xenophobic woman who wrote this in the 60s while pretending he knows and "challenges" the original material.

[here4kpopfics]

hi bubba!!! congrats on your huge milestone aaaah well fucking deserved omg 😩😩😩

i have a lil request for you hehehehe: how about brothers best friend au + member of your choice and this lovely prompt: "If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you."

i’m sure you can come up with something!! hehe good luck my love 💘💘💘

my beautiful Lati, I can only apologize for this. 💀 Thank you for always being so amazing and supportive, especially when I started writing again, I love you bby. 😘

also shoutout to @daimyosjeon for betaing this nonsense bc I just keyboard smashed my way through it. sorry for not warning you about the filth 🙈

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hobi x reader | smut, fluff if you squint? | a nice little 1,235 words | 18+ | Jimin's a menace, wrap before tap

You’ve made a lot of bad decisions growing up. Like, a lot. From bad friend groups to shit relationships, picking a useless degree over one you actually wanted to moving halfway across the country for a job you never wanted in the first place. 

The worst decision you’ve ever made is the one you’re currently making. 

“Fuck, hurry up, Hobi. He’ll be back soon.” Your voice rasps, feeling sore after just having your brother’s best friend’s cock recklessly rammed down your throat. 

“Relax, y/n. He’ll be out for another few hours. Let me take my time with you.” His lips resume their work against your skin, nipping and licking at random spots that can be covered by clothes, lightly kissing on spots that can’t. Like your neck, which is driving you insane. 

You don’t remember when you started fucking your brother’s friend. If it was after a party, or just when he came over one day to hang out with both of you at your apartment and things just spun out of control from there. 

All you know is this is a horrible decision, and his hips and dick are like fucking magic. But goddamn do you love the way he has you pinned against the wall in your hallway, hands gripping your thighs as your legs wrap around his waist and both of you are half naked. 

“I don’t want you to take your time, ” your fingers tug at his hair that he’s been growing out for reasons he won’t say, and force him to look at you. “I want you to fuck me until I forget who you are.” 

“I can do both.” He gives you that stupid grin that you’re afraid to say you adore. You push the thought out of your mind, and bring his lips to yours in a searing kiss. You barely feel one of his hands leave your thigh to shove his underwear down and reach between you two to line himself up with your entrance and push inside without hesitation. 

You pull away from his lips, dropping your head against the wall at the perfect stretch, “fuck, your cock feels so fucking good.”

His chuckle vibrates against your skin as he pulls his hips away slightly, just to grab the back of your knees and open your legs further. A part of you feels like you should be terrified of him dropping you, but you know he��d never.

“God, baby. Look at how well you take it.” He grunts, his gaze stuck on the way his cock pumps in and out of you. “So fucking wet, just slides right in.” He looks up to see you watching as well, your brows furrowed and your pussy clenching every time he thrusts into you. 

“How long were you ready for me today, hmm? Was it when I came over or since last night’s phone call?” You whine, trying to forget the night before where he had you on facetime and made you finger yourself until you were squirting. You almost blacked out after, hanging up immediately when you heard your brother come home. 

“Shut up.” You bring his lips back to yours, but you can feel the grin forming, teeth hitting yours as he brings you to your bed. 

“Good lord, every time it just gets better.” Hoseok laughs as he collapses next to you on your bed. You smirk, still trying to regain the ability to do anything. You’re going to be grossly sore tomorrow. 

“What are you doing?” You question when he cuddles one of your pillows under his head. “Absolutely not. Get up and get your clothes off the floor.” 

“Aish, where’s the romance these days?” He grumbles. Sitting back up, you throw the pillow at his back and laugh. 

“We fuck, Hobi. And we tell no one. That’s it.” 

He says nothing, walking out of your room and gathering not only his clothes off the floor, but yours as well.

“I, for once, think your brother would be cool with us.” The teasing tone he gives makes you scowl. You lean against your headboard, watching him put your clothes in your hamper and his on the bed. 

“We both know Yoongi would not only kill you, but me as well, if he finds out his best friend was fucking his little sister.” 

He mumbles in agreement, walking into your bathroom to shower. You lay back down, your bed sheet covering your naked body.

You get all of three minutes to yourself before your bedroom door is flung open. 

“You will not believe who I ran into toda-ahh! Sorry! Sorry! Holy fuck, I’m sorry!” Your best friend throws his hands up to cover his eyes, turning his back to you. 

“Jimin! What the fuck? Do you not understand knocking?!?!” You clutch the bed sheet to your chest, sitting up in anger. 

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were gonna be post-bang!” He turns back around when he thinks it’s safe, glancing over to the pile of clothes and the bathroom where the sound of the shower turns off. “Who, uh, who is it by the way? Is it that one hunk from statistics? Because hell yes, I’d be lying in bed post-bang like that too.”

“Shut up, Jimin. Please leave.” 

“Boo, you suck.”

“Just go awa—

“Who are you talking to?” Hoseok opens the bathroom door, clad only in a towel loosely hanging around his hips. If Jimin wasn’t here, there'd be a round two within seconds. 

You look back at your best friend, whose mouth is wide open in shock, a giant grin quickly taking over it.

“You are not banging Yoongi’s best friend! Does he know? Oh my god, when he finds out he’s going to kill you both.” 

You quickly jump out of bed, keeping the blanket wrapped around you as you charge towards Jimin, pressing him against the wall. 

“You’ll be dead too, Jimin. Because I swear to fucking god, if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you myself.” You glare daggers at him, and he nods quickly.

“Understood. There’s nothing going on between you two.” You nod, turning back to grab some new clothes. 

“She’s so threatening, isn’t she? It’s really kind of a turn on.” Hoseok laughs, bending down quickly to avoid the object you chuck across the room.

“Hoseok. Get dressed and leave before Yoongi gets back. Jimin, wait in the living room, I'm gonna shower really quick.” Jimin nods, backing out of your room with a smug grin. 

“I’ll leave while you’re in the shower.” He speaks a little softer, approaching you from behind. “But I’ll see you again soon, right?” His whispers meet your ear, soft lips kissing the space just behind them as his hands find your hips and bring them flush against his. 

“Yeah…but we have to be more careful. Yeah, that was just Jimin. But what if next time we’re not lucky and it’s Yoongi?” Your head leans back against his chest as he buries his face in your neck. 

“We’ll be smarter, baby. I promise. I’ll text you, okay?” 

“Okay.” He lets go of you, letting you walk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you. He quickly gets dressed, leaves you a little note on your pillow and leaves after saying bye to Jimin on the couch.

You take extra long in the shower to purposefully avoid Jimin’s questions. 

heh....heh....sorry? you're welcome? idk i love you 💜

[angeloncewas]

i've seen sooo many qrts on twitter that are like "it's just a joke, chill" or "dream stans are so sensitive lmao" and i'm just like :|

for 1. i have zero chill. if you make bad jokes about dream i WILL hold it against you forever.

and 2. tell me you're not of voting age or don't live in america without telling me (or that you are in a place of privilege where you are not affected by the consequences of things like "Let's go Brandon" becoming a "haha so funny just a harmless republican joke XD")

if you aren't american then it costs nothing to stfu. idc if that's harsh. it's like when people go "haha you americans and your hamburgers and insane junk food." yeah. that's because america has a huge problem with the food industry and accessibility is many fields. because sometimes shitty junk food is literally all people can afford because healthier foods are too expensive. and you're making fun of that. congrats, asshole. (sorry, that turned into a bit of an angry rant)

I hate "it's just a joke" because like yeah, sometimes it is, but that's not some kind of failsafe that allows you to say anything. I could be a raging bigot and then go "it's just a joke" and then be fine, then ??

(#1 is the stan in you talking agfhjisd but also like same I will fight)

2 though is so correct; you have to understand that the normalization of those kinds of people and their phrases is a bad thing. We're not supposed to laugh at the rhetoric of white supremacists and such, yk ? and I know in terms of DREAM it's not that big a deal in the long run, but there's MUCH more implications to brushing it off than one random guy. This is the reality of our country.

Your rant is more than welcome I have SO many thoughts on the way people talk about "Americans" online, completely failing to recognize the diversity present and the adversity the average American faces

[whorefordazai]

Hey ! Congrats on 600 I was wondering if I could get a match up for a male bsd character. I use she/her pronouns. I love ice cream, soccer, fries, and traveling. I don’t like spiders. I really enjoy R&B especially Mac Ayres. I also enjoy watching documentaries and cooking videos. Personality wise sometimes people consider me hard to approach, but once they get to know me they say I lose my intimidation. Also I’m kind of a scatter brain so I can quickly lose focus. I am an Aquarius I also really like the nature aesthetic calm kinda vibes. I believe my love language is act of service I don’t mind doing for others. I really like calming/pastel colors specifically blues and purples. I think the cutest date idea is getting material to create matching accessories/objects. Like when people design bracelets or stuffed animals together. Thank you so much in advance !!

I match you with...

Michizo Tachihara! ´ˎ˗

👾 you guys look like complete opposites from the outside, but he’s got a huge soft spot for you. him being intimidating at first 🤝 you being intimidating at first, yet still having soft spots for each other 🥰 you’re a scatter brain? good luck cuz he’s an even bigger scatter brain 😭 it’s probably pure chaos between his thigh gripping urge to pull out his guns every 5 minutes and you trying to hold him back.

👾 he thinks it’s super hot how you’re into sports and doing all these activities. he’s adventurous—you like traveling—perfect match cuz he’s always spontaneously taking you places out of the blue. it doesn’t even have to be in another country or continent, he’ll be more than happy to just throw you in his car and drive to see the sunrise 😋

👾 I feel like his love language is also acts of service along with words of affirmation. so communication between you two is 👌 if you’re having a bad day, he’ll either take you into the forest and just hold you in his arms until you feel better. or he’ll throw you in his car and take you somewhere in the middle of the night—there’s no in between 😊 it’s cannon that tachihara likes the flower hyacinth so expect a lot of random flowers like that 😁

👾 surprisingly enough, he’ll be the first one to suggest getting matching bracelets. it would be spontaneous tho—the two of you would be passing a jewelry store and he’d be like “hey babe, we should get matching ones. I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer 🙂.” soon, matching bracelets turn into matching earrings and chains too. if anyone asks if you guys are matching, he’d be like “yeah, we are. got a fucking problem 🤨?”

SONGS ´ˎ˗

- kiwi | harry styles

- line without a hook | ricky montgomery

- 505 | arctic monkeys

- friends | chase atlantic

- riptide | vance joy

MESSY LAYOUT ´ˎ˗

[blackcoffeeandblankpagess]

Congrats on moving to Oregon!!! I'm so excited for you & your future. I'm curious - how do you enjoy moving so much?! You make such big moves on a regular basis and you seem so unfazed by it. I moved once last year for grad school and it was STRESSFUL. And I'm making a bigger move once I graduate. So I guess I'm just wondering why you like moving/how you make it an easy transition?

Omg hello thank you! I really love this question

I think it’s really interesting that I give off the vibe of ~enjoying~ moving because I really have never though of it like that but when I read that I was like huh, I do really enjoy moving

I don’t necessarily enjoy the physical process of moving as in finding a new apartment, packing/unpacking, etc. That’s a giant pain in the ass, let’s be real. I basically lost my mind for a week when apartment hunting (although, to be fair, that’s because I know exactly what I want in a space and now I LOVE my apartment so it’s worth it imo)

BUT ANYWAY. The main reason I enjoy moving is just because I love exploring and experiencing new places. I love all of the little things, exploring the new coffee shop on the corner, becoming acquainted with new regional grocery stores (shoutout to sprouts), experiencing the culture and vibe of a new place, and maybe most importantly I loooooove running around a new place. I don’t think I would have even 50% of the understanding of the places I’ve lived if it weren’t for running. Even when I just visit a place for a day I find going for a run lets me know that place so much better, especially because if you’re running you’re generally gonna have to examine a map pretty intently if you’re somewhere new (at least I do)

I think in a lot of ways I grew to love moving because moving has just been necessary for the path I’ve taken over the past 5 years (since graduating high school). I spent my freshman year of college in the bronx, transferred to UNC sophomore year and had to move to Chapel Hill, moved to the OBX for a field site the fall of my junior year, back to C. Hill but a new apartment in the spring, Asheville the summer before senior year for a job, a new apartment in Chapel Hill in the fall for senior year, a new apartment in Chapel Hill the summer after graduation, to Berkeley with Jared fall 2019, a DIFFERENT Berkeley apartment spring 2020, and now to Eugene. And in between that I also had to lug all my crap to NJ and back a few times for a few weeks/months between different seasons of life. (Dang that’s a lot). 

I feel like college is going to be full of moving no matter what you do, granted I def moved more than the average person, but a lot of people move spaces year to year or at least the second half of your 4 years from on campus to off campus (generally speaking). 

Idk, I’ve never really thought too deeply about it. I have worked hard to become more minimalistic since going to college, largely because I move so much, and I really love it. Every time I would come back to NJ I would clean out huge chunks of my closet there thinking “if I didn’t need this shirt for the past 6 months I probably don’t need it.” Plus, if you move so often you don’t have much time to accumulate random things you don’t need, you constantly have to evaluate if something is worth the space in the car/the effort of carrying it with you.

This past move to OR was def the most intense because my family is selling my childhood home aka I had to bring EVERYTHING I might ever need (so like 15 journals and a whole bunch of books that I wouldn’t normally cart around). But it also felt SO satisfying that literally all of my worldly possessions fit in my car (granted, we have since bought furniture so uh not the case anymore but you know what I mean).

Also, although my moves to CA last fall and to OR this fall would seem more stressful since I had to cross the whole fricken country (and trust me when it came to actually finding a place to live, they were), they were actually easier in a lot of ways because I had help. Jared was with me in CA (since we were living together) and my mom drove out with me to OR and was a huuuuge help in unpacking, cleaning, shopping, etc. 99% of the time I moved in college I did it totally alone and it was fking exhausting and stressful. I had roommates which helped with the searching, but the physical packing and unpacking was all on me, so basically having help makes a huge difference in stress.

(Do y’all think I will ever answer an anon without typing a novel?)

Also! I am a very independent person in general and an only child and tbh I think that helps a lot with moving far from my family because 1. my family isn’t that big but 2. although I love them....we def have some rough times and I think I’d go crazy if I lived with them again so I most definitely do not mind having some space lol. 

ALSO I just realllllly love the west coast (and all the places I’ve lived tbh) which makes moving a lot easier. I’m always really excited for the places I’m moving too. It would probably be harder if I didn’t feel that way.

It’s funny because the other day I was actually thinking how it’s going to be super weird to eventually ~settle down~ somewhere. It’s nice to get to know a place, but it’s also sometimes nice to know that place isn’t forever 

:)

[stars-in-my-universe]

I Hope-Tyler Seguin One Shot

Notes: I decided to do another one shot. I hope you guys enjoy. It’s based off the song I hope by Gabby Barrett. Let me know what you guys think, feedback is appreciated.

Part 2

Present

You hadn’t seen him for months, not since the break up so you weren’t surprised when you showed up to your guy’s mutual friend’s wedding and there he was, the best man. Tyler stood next to the groom smiling and laughing at something one of the groomsmen said, what didn’t surprise you either was the cute little blonde he had his arm wrapped around. You knew her, you knew who she was very well. She was part of the reason you two weren’t together anymore, she was the other woman you had spent months denying existed. She was the cute little blonde that was blowing up his phone after his hockey games, she was the woman he had cheated with for months before you decided to call off your two year relationship and 8 month engagement. 

Past

“I’m glad you decided to come with us today. I know the boys enjoyed your company.”  You looked in Tyler’s back seat and smiled seeing all three labs panting and happily looking up at you. Shaking your head you looked back out the window. This was the fourth time you two had hung out and every time you left you told yourself you guys were just friends. 

“I’m also really glad you came today, I really wanted to see you before I left for the road trip.” You felt the butterflies in your tummy as he reached over and laced his fingers with yours, you also couldn’t help the stupid smile that made it’s way onto your face as your stared straight ahead. Friends usually didn’t give each other butterflies. You two sat in silence for a bit until the radio started playing a country song making Tyler obnoxiously sing to you all the way back to his house, your sides hurting from laughing to much and your cheeks from smiling all day. 

Present

You stood at the open bar, the wedding already done and everyone at the reception. You ignored Tyler’s gaze and would walk away any time him and his date would get close. It was bad enough your best friends were getting married and you had made your best friend switch up who you were going to be walking down the aisle with, instead of Tyler it was the groom’s brother. 

 It may have been petty but you weren’t ready to face the person who made you feel like you weren’t good enough. You chugged your champagne and placed the glass down, it was about your fourth one. You could see the two from across the room talking to a couple of friends, she was gorgeous, her blonde hair in a pretty mermaid braid and her eyes a bright blue whereas your midnight black hair was laid out in pretty beach waves and your green eyes were probably a bit red from crying and stress.

“Believe me he already got an ear full from both of us for bringing her here.” Your best friend sighed. She was still in her wedding dress and had a full glass of champagne in her hand. You nodded.

“But he’s still here.”

“Y/n he’s Brett’s best friend.” You sighed, you knew she was right, you were just hurt and angry. You shook your head.

“It’s not about us tonight, it’s about you two.” You looked over at her and sent her a smile, whether she could tell if it was fake or not, she didn’t say anything.

Past

Tyler had decided on an end of the summer barbecue was the perfect way for the season to start and the perfect way to celebrate your one year anniversary. You didn’t argue, you were just happy to be around all your guys friends and having a last ‘hoorah’ before the boys got serious for the season.

“Here you go, babe” You took the beer from Tyler’s hand and squealed when he squeezed your hips.

“You having a good time?” You nodded looking up at him. He was a little buzzed, a light flush on his cheeks and his hair was curly from being in the pool. 

“I would have a better time if you weren’t wearing those bright ass yellow shorts.” You let out a laugh as he pouted.

“See seggy, we’re not the only one who hates those shorts.” You laughed as Jamie Benn sent you a wink. Picking on Tyler was you’re guys’s favorite past time.

“You guys suck, you’re lucky I love you.” 

“That last part better have been toward Y/n Seggs,” Tyler shook his head letting out a laugh into your shoulder.

“It’s true, I do love you.” You smiled and took a drink of of your beer.

“I know, I love you too Tyler.” He leaned in for a kiss, which you happily returned ignoring his teammates cat calls and howls.

Present

You really needed to stop showing up to these parties your friends tended to throw considering ever since the wedding Tyler and his girlfriend tended to be at every single one of them. Taking a shot from your friend you downed the tequila and shook your head. Opening your eyes you could see the happy couple across the kitchen, only difference this time Tyler looked mad. His tattooed arms were crossed in front of him, his snapback on his head and the blonde standing in front of him on the verge of tears, trying to get him to listen to her.

“Word on the street is she was seen with another guy last night and decided to show up here acting like nothing was wrong between the two.” You nodded at your friend’s words. Karma could be a bitch sometimes. You watched as he walked away shaking his head leaving her on the verge of tears in the middle of the kitchen. 

It wasn’t any of your business, you were still mending a broken heart, none of that drama was yours anymore. You grabbed a red cup from the counter and added some coke and tequila and walked to the backyard. The majority of people were in the pool or inside, not many were on the patio. Leaning on the small island outside you watched the people who were 75 percent intoxicated try not to drown in the pool making you giggle to yourself.

“I haven’t heard you giggle in a long time.” Your whole body froze and you could feel your stomach do a flip. You had done so well avoiding him, the wedding, random parties why would tonight be any different? You downed your drink and tossed the cup to the side.

“What do you want Tyler?” You could hear him sigh from behind you. You knew if you turned around to face him you’d feel everything come back and you weren’t in your right mind to be dealing with it. You may have ended it with him, he may have broken  your heart and cheated on you, but you were still getting over him.

“Are we ever going to talk about-” You could feel the anger rise up in you.

“Talk about what Tyler? How you cheated on me for months after we got engaged? How you lied to me? How you bought her to the wedding thinking it was going to be all peaches and cream?” You were drunk but now you were standing right in front of him, your heels making you a little taller than normal so he wasn’t as intimidating.

“Y/n you never let me explain.” You rolled your eyes.

“The thing is Tyler every time I’ve confronted you you’ve never said ‘no I didn’t cheat on you’ and that’s why I don’t want to listen to your bullshit excuses. Now run along before she comes looking for you again, us talking will change nothing.” You didn’t wait for him to say anything else, you didn’t have to because at the end of the night when you were requesting your uber, you could see the two making out against his car.

Past

“I thought you said you’d never get married?” You shrugged at your best friend. It’s true, growing up you didn’t believe much in marriage. You didn’t think it was necessary. But as you stood in your house that you and Tyler shared, staring down at the engagement ring on your finger everything in you screamed that it was the right answer. 

“I fell hard for him and he asked me and everything just felt right.” 

“I’ll tell you something though, he spent a pretty penny on that ring, it’s huge.” You let out a laugh and stuck your hand out so you guys could admire it.

“What’s going on over here, what are we looking at?” Tyler wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his chin on your shoulder, kissing your cheek.

“Nice rock, who gave it to you?” You shrugged turning around in his arms. 

“Some douche hockey player…” He shook his head.

“Well I don’t see him around, you think he’ll care if I…” He leaned in for a kiss making you giggle and pull him a bit closer.

“Y/n, what were you going to do about school, weren’t you going to go in california.” The two of you pulled away to re join the conversation.

“Yeah, but there are schools in Dallas that I was looking into too, we could make it work out here.” Every one had told you it was a bad idea, changing schools for your relationship but you ignored them, you were happy and in love and you knew as long as you and Tyler were together it would  be okay.

Present

“Congrats to Tyler and Mckayla!” Everyone raised their glasses to toast to the new engaged couple, even you. As much as it stung as much as you wanted to leave and walk out and never see the two again you stayed, you stayed and when you caught tyler’s eye during the toast you raised your glass toward him and chugged the drink. No one knew they were going to drop this bomb today, no one expected it. You had your friends coming up to you and apologizing. You brushed them off saying it was fine, even though you could feel your heart breaking all over again. Which is why as soon as the toast was over you pushed through the crowd and headed to your car.

 You stood outside for a second leaning against your car door not really feeling like any of this was real. You tried to get your breathing under control but all you could feel were the hot tears rolling down your face. You sniffled and wiped your face with your jacket sleeve before reaching into your pocket and opening the car door.

“Y/n, wait.” You huffed out an annoyed sound.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone? It’s bad enough we have the same friends, why can’t you just stay away from me!” You turned to look at him, his hands tucked into his hoodie and his head down.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think she was going to announce it tonight. She took everyone by surprise.” 

“What do you want Tyler?” He sighed and looked up meeting your glare.

“I really am sorry Y/n. I’m sorry I hurt you, I’m sorry I cheated. I’m sorry for all of it, but you have to know it was real all of it was real.” You huffed out a bitter laugh,

“Not real enough though, Tyler.” He didn’t say anything.

“I uprooted my life for you, Ty. I did everything I could to keep us happy, I  was faithful. Between the late nights and the long road trips I took care of the dogs, the house, I made sure you were happy, I made sure we were happy.” Once again silence, you wanted to just go home and forget this ever happened. 

“Why wasn’t I good enough Tyler?” You could hear your voice shake, you were a minute away  from having a break down.

“It wasn’t you, Y/n. It wasn’t you at all. I just- I don’t know somewhere I just i slipped up and I fucked up. I didn’t deserve you from the beginning and maybe that was my problem, I figured it would be easier to let you down if I just became the guy the world expected me to be.” You nodded.

“And you know that’s bullshit, I wasn’t enough for you, you’re just too much of a coward to admit it to my face, so you took the easy way out. You got your cake and you ate it too, and now you’re going to marry the cute blonde and have the wedding your mom always wanted to be invited to and your dogs can be in your wedding party and you’ll have it all with her all because you decided to be unfaithful…”

It was word vomit now, you couldn’t stop.The tears were falling, your make up was running and there Tyler stood in front of you, speechless.

“Just answer me one more thing, are you happy Tyler? With Mckayla?” You braced yourself for the answer.

“I...yeah I am.” You closed your eyes and sighed, you knew the answer but some small part of you wished he’d say no. You opened your eyes and sent him a sad smile which he didn’t return. He looked conflicted. You could feel the sadness sit in and the anger disappear. . 

“Then that’s all that matters Tyler.” Looking back at the house where you could still hear the party going, you realized this was it. 

“ I hope she makes you laugh, I hope she takes the dogs on the morning walks with you, I hope she supports you and the stars even if she doesn’t understand hockey at all.” You let out a sad laugh wiping your eyes a bit. You didn’t care how you looked at this point, he needed to know.

“I hope she treats your mom and your sisters with so much kindness and appreciates all the cooking and baking they do for the holidays. I hope you give her the wedding of her dreams and I really do hope your dogs are apart of it and I hope she’s everything you want and need.” You walked closer to him, your heels the only sound between the two of you.

“I hope you two have a great wedding-” You choked back a sob and shook your head , reaching out for his hand and holding it in yours, you looked down at them intertwined.

“I hope you love her with everything in you Tyler, and I hope she never does what you did to me. I hope she never cheats and breaks your heart, because Tyler this isn’t something you bounce back from when you give your whole heart to someone. And as angry as I am with you, I wish you the best because this is the last time you’ll probably see me.” You heard him sniffle making you sadly smile. Bringing his hand up to your mouth, you placed a gentle kiss on his knuckles and closed your eyes. Patting his wrist you let go of his hand and  looked up at him, his eyes were watery and he was staring right at you, he was giving you the look, the look you never wanted to be the reason for.

“I’ll always have love for you Tyler, but I have to go.” You unlocked your car door and turned to look at him, he hadn’t said a word nor had he moved.. You sent him a last nod before getting into your car.

“I hope you have a good life, Goodbye, Ty.”

[dent-de-leon]

I’ve seen you blogging a lot of Dragon Age (and a lot of other ppl I follow too, honestly) and I was wondering if you could tell me a bit about it. It seems pretty cool!

oh ya sure!! oh boy this is gonna be a lot lmao,, but,, Dragon Age is an RPG by Bioware–they also made Mass Effect and Knights of the Old Republic, in case you’ve heard of those–and the DA series are easily some of my favorite video games. They go super in depth with lots of lore and there’s tons of world building,, I’m embarrassed by the number of fantasy Elvin words I know and I can tell you way too much about the history of fake countries cause that’s where I’m at lmao,, 

To try and summarize: the first game is called Dragon Age: Origins, and the focus is very much on fleshing out and playing through a backstory that you handcraft for your PC. You can be everything from an elf trying to reclaim their lost history, to a privileged human of the ruling nobility, a sheltered mage that’s locked away from the rest of the world for “their own good,” a dwarf just trying to survive whose always been a fighter at heart–skilled enough to champion a tournament, and so on. I played the City Elf origin and it just about killed me. 

The appeal here is you can start with various different branching paths and backstories, all of which culminate in your character becoming a Grey Warden. Essentially, DA has these monstrous sort of demonic creatures called darkspawn and usually they’re very disorganized and attack at random. But sometimes there’s a more powerful demon that can connect to them and control them as a kind of hive mind; they become a more organized army force, and spread a “Blight” and its taint wherever they go–it causes sickness and a long suffering death, makes the land completely uninhabitable, lots of bad shit. There’s only been four Blights before Origins, so they’re pretty rare, usually centuries apart. 

In the event of a Blight, the only thing that can stop the lead demon and its army is a Grey Warden. They’re a,, supposedly “neutral” party in political affairs; they’re meant to be an outside force from other armies and they aren’t divided by nations or anything, if you’re a Warden, you’re a Warden everywhere. So they’re also kinda above the law. Wardens can requisition land and resources, forcibly recruit condemned criminals and high ranking nobles alike–“anything to stop the Blight.” They’re elite warriors, and the only ones who can actually sense the darkspawn. That’s because they’re already tainted by them. You drink some darkspawn blood,, probably you die, but maybe you don’t,, and if you survive,, congrats!! You’re in the Wardens. Forever. You can run, but they’ll probably find you. There’s really no running from the fact that the taint will get you eventually in a few decades though. In Origins you end up being one of the only two surviving Wardens left to defend the country of Ferelden during the Fifth Blight–you have to travel the country, gather allies, try to prove you’re not a war criminal, save the whole world, and don’t forget to pet your dog :’) 

Dragon Age 2 is a lot simpler to talk about with all that context out of the way–you’re Hawke, a Ferelden refugee fleeing from the Fifth Blight. The Warden saves the world and everyone throws a big party just as you’re getting settled in your new city. Kirkwall is…a lot,, real creepy place. Maybe it’s that it used to be the center of the Imperium’s slave trade and is still called “The City of Chains.” Maybe it’s all the centuries of blood magic and death that’s seeped into the walls. Maybe it’s those architecture plans you find for the city that point out it’s been built in the shape of one big magical glyph. But there’s something weird there and the whole place is incredibly unsettling. Way more demons crammed into one city than most of the country combined, templars ready to turn on every mage in sight, there’s a lot happening in that one little place. 

I always say that other Dragon Age games are more about the player, but DA2 is really about your party members. It’s your companions’ stories–Hawke is sort of this unsuspecting bystander that just gets dragged under by all the city’s malevolent machinations. And ultimately–accidentally, so very unfortunately–they wind up at the very epicenter of it all. Maybe it’s about Hawke, a snide, sarcastic refugee just trying to provide for their family and take care of their friends. But it’s probably more so the story of a quintessential Byronic antihero tortured by his past and sparking a war for mage freedom, or a charming pirate captain in search of her mysterious lost treasure and who knows more about the city’s supposed “invaders” than she lets on. Or the silver-tongue dwarf with a love of telling stories, and a penchant for extravagant lies–the narrator of it all, and entirely unreliable. 

At its core, DA2 is about mages and templars. The mages typically being locked away in towers known as Circles because they’re seen as “too powerful, a danger to themselves and others,” etc. They’re guarded by knights that work for the dominant religious order known as Templars. Only the Templars frequently harass and systematically abuse the mages in their charge instead of “protecting” them. Ultimately, it’s also about betrayal and redemption, how far someone can go before they’re beyond redemption, etc. 

DA2 always hits this very melancholic note that neither of the other games quite reach. I think it’s because Origins and Inquisition are very grandiose in scope and scale,, you’re a chosen hero,, you’re saving the world,, the player is incredibly empowered. But in DA2, it really does feel like you have no power. Like you’re just trying to scrape by and look out for the people you care about. Like everything keeps going wrong no matter how hard you try to help, like you’re a failure to your family and somehow lost your friends. DA2 is confined to a single city and so much smaller in scope and scale, but the little glimpses of intimacy that you do get from that unique experience really hits you in the end.

Lastly, there’s Inquisition. You can choose your player’s race like in Origins, but you don’t really get to play out your backstory or anything, you’re just kinda thrown right into it. Inquisition is very go big, so everything is big–lots of exploration, lots of questing, LOTS OF DRAGONS,, THIS GAME IS IMPORTANT SOLELY FOR THE 13.5 DRAGONS YOU GET AS OPPOSED TO THE 1-2 IN EVERY OTHER DRAGON AGE GAME,, SERIOUSLY LACKING ON THE DRAGON PART THERE HONESTLY IT’S KINDA FALSE ADVERTISING,, but yeah I’d say DAI is the most like an open world sort of deal,, very classic high fantasy like Origins (though not so brutal or grisly like Origins), very You are the Chosen Savior stuff,, big departure from Hawke running round the sewers 

DAI builds directly off the previous games and decisions players made in them, but it’s also actually very easy to jump right into with no info on prior games. I’d say it’s also the most user friendly, and it’s probably better for new players to start with it to see how they like the world. Combat and mechanics in Origins can be very tedious, and parts of it just haven’t aged well. DA2 is easier mechanically, but much more punishing and harsh with its consequences. DAI is very forgiving by comparison, and you won’t accidentally get party members killed for the calls you make. And while DAI is very lore heavy, I think it’s the perfect place for newcomers to kind of run around and try to explore the living breathing world crafted from that world. 

The essential plot is that you’re following on the heels of the Mage Templar War, and rogue members from the Chantry (church basically) are looking to upstart the Inquisition again, a huge military organization that waged holy wars back in the day. You end up accidentally being in charge of everything because, and I quote, “You killed everyone who was in charge.” Oh yeah, there’s also demons tearing open rifts from their world into yours and you’ve been blessed/cursed with a magic mark on your hand that makes you the Only One who can close those rifts and save the world. Build your army, get drunk with your friends after slaying dragons, dance with your partner after usurping the empress at her own ball, try not to get torn to pieces by the magic in your own hand, get good at reading tarot cards, and maybe don’t romance the Elven God of Trickery on your first (heartbreaking) play through,, 

Lastly, there’s actually a fair amount of queer characters in DA, which is pretty cool. And a lot of them are romanceable partners for your character, so you can definitely play a queer PC. So,, off the top of my head–Bi characters (and romance options): Leliana and Zevran [Origins], Fenris, Anders, Isabella, Merrill [DA2], and Josephine [Inquisition]. There’s also Iron Bull, and he’s a pan character who’s romanceable in Inqusition. Dorian is gay and romanceable, and Sera is a romanceable lesbian, both also from Inquisition. Krem is a trans man and Maevaris is a trans woman, the former is a side character (and best friend of Iron Bull) in Inquisition, while the latter only appears in supplementary sources like comics, but she does get mentioned from time to time in Inquisition as Dorian’s close friend. Oh! Also--Solas and Josephine’s routes in Inquisition don’t culminate in a sex scene, so lots of people headcanon them as asexual. And you can also swing Dorian’s romance so it doesn’t have a sex scene if you wanna romance him but kinda play an ace Inquisitor, which is cool! Sorry for the long rant lmao but uhhh, I hope this helps?? :’)

[atleast-we-were-electrified]

SUMMER / WINTER DOUBLE ALBUM THEORY

Okay!! I posted this on my twitter, after Taylor saying in an article that she reckons we see the album name once in the music video, but hear it twice.

This theory KINDA is a spin from this, as others have automatically jumped to ‘Lover’ being the album name, for obvious reasons and it makes the most sense. Taylor is smart and has seemingly thought these Easter eggs out more than she’s ever done before! I took this concept to @reputations-never-been-worse and we kind of expanded on it together as we both kind of had similar inclines to this idea!!

Soooo lets get cracking!

WINTER and SUMMER, TWO different things, are together at this ONE moment in the video but, if we go further in the lyrics, WINTER and SUMMER are sang together, in a HARMONY (as duo / two), at ONE section of the song....not quite the same as what she said above, but it’s really really not that far of it!

In the beginning of the music video for ME!, when Taylor and Brendon are arguing in French, you can clearly see the Christmas Tree (Winter) in the shot . Now, from what I’ve saw, we all assumed this was a slight nudge to fact of Taylor growing up in a Christmas Tree farm, but what we didn’t do (or so I’ve not seen), is look at what is outside through the window...PALM TREES (Summer).

It’s also worth noting here, that she also has flowers on the skirt of her dress and later in the video, Brendon’s suit, and their matching suits ...also have flowers...the SAME flowers maybe????? 

Surely it isn’t just a coincidence with the flower aspect. I am not an expert in flowers so maybe someone else who is, can add to this part later!

To me, it doesn’t really make much sense, that they are speaking FRENCH, with palm tree’s seen outside through the window, with a Christmas tree in the corner...it seem’s too random and too specific for it to not have an underlying meaning (a little bit of a juxtaposition of summer and winter...I would be reaching to say it has something to do with how in some places, its winter when its summer and vice versa when you talk about seasons).

Back to the idea of DOUBLE ALBUM. This is exciting to me. We’ve all saw the numerous double album theories that have been kicking around forever and more recently with the pink and blue conspiracies etc.

Taylor has been really, really open with the fact that their is a huge parallel with the happy songs and the sad songs.

Now, bringing in the Summer / Winter seasons, this would have a knock on affect to how the songs sound.

Summer - When you think summer anthems, you think upbeat, feel good songs that you can listen to out in the garden with a home made cocktail, or driving with the windows and roof down blasting it as loud as you can. 

Winter - This is more around the mood that it brings etc. As the weather in most countries starts to become more dull and dreary...winter time is still seen as being a very cosy and bright era too (CHRISTMAS). So, in terms of the songs, it be the kind of songs, that aren’t the Christmas classics, that you want to be listening to whilst on a snowy walk, or in 500 layers after the snowy walk infant of the fire with a hot drink! Back to the feelings of dull and dreary weather etc, Taylor has said there are going to be songs that are ‘really, really,really sad’ but they aren't sad enough to make us cry? is this maybe a thing that could fit here?? Maybe not but it’s where my mind automatically went too.

This went well until I remembered that ME! was written over the winter? Again, it can line up if we want it to but take of this part as you wish!

So, I’m going to talk about the stamps a little bit here. We all know where and when they are and we’re all also aware of the significance of them, as Taylor likes to make countdowns for things she is excited for hehehe!!

Our SUMMER months, JULY and AUGUST both have stamps on the 13th of each of them! We’ve all saw the July 13th/26th countdown/release theories so I’ll save the length of this post and not go into that too much more than this. 

July 13th is a Saturday...July 26th is a FRIDAY (hehe hi single or album release) which would seriously line up with the SUMMER / WINTER double album theory I’ve discussed.

August 13th is a Tuesday and I have no idea where this matches up but it is there and exists and we shall see, it’s still summer though, eh?

So, there is also a gold stamp on OCTOBER 3rd, which IS a Thursday right enough but it would make it slowly more so line up with her ‘scheduled’ album release timescale. Now, the gold could mean that it is finished and when two become one (hi spice girls)...maybe? (this was ALL Emily if this is wrong lmao but the spice girls reference is all me...I’m the one with the humour in this friendship dkfvkd jk).

Since it falls on a Thursday, I automatically thought to add 13 days, as 13 tends to be significant but this took me to Sunday 13th, and since albums etc tend to me a Friday release, it kind of leads me to think that there will be something on the 4th (there’s going to be something but if its to do with us receiving new music or very important news then ya know, here we are with that)

Her 30th Birthday is also stamped because, well, it’s her 30th birthday (!!!) but this could also be the general sale for tour dates!! Maybe another reach, but it’s something!

If the SUMMER / WINTER double album is correct, which im pretty sure I’m not because I never am right with these things, then it leads me to believe that tour will still be round about the same time as we’ve had it most recently, if it’s anything to go by with the UK shows being in June for both 1989 and Reputation Tours.

Congrats if you made the end of my wildly reached theory of the album(s) being released to Summer and Winter seasons and everything that happened to fall in between this! This doesn’t make me any smarter by the way and feel free to ignore this if it’s totally wrong and pretend it never happened xxxx

@taylorswift @taylornation 

[thegame-r-boy]

We wish you a very Makkon (2019)! (3x times) And a happy 2020!

There are some conventions, that you just love. Or hate. Or both. And Makkon is one of those last. But nevertheless, this year, it is the only convention where I didn’t spend a dime on anything. At best, I profited on cash! With this convention, I had just good, fond memories of it. It started out in 2017, when I wrote the organizers an e-mail about how I would like to share my passion for gaming and Nintendo related consoles with other. So I gave them a supplication that I would bring with me my Switch console. And they said “sure, why not”. I also got to meet my GF @aquamoon33 on that event the same year. In 2018, we had a bigger tournament, in the newly arrived game Super Smash Bros. Ultimate (SSBU). We had a bigger screen, many attendee came around, and there was quite much fun.

Last year’s stand But this year, there were some (technical) problems. Let’s start from the beginning. I woke up at 7.30 a.m. and went to the capitol at 8.20 a.m, so I came there at about 9.20 a.m. For this year's offer, I gave the crowd Ring Fit Adventure (RFA) to use, then we had a SSBU for 16 and a BlazBluE: Central Fiction (BBCF) tournament for 8 people. But as soon as I got into the room, problems arose. The TV I got was really huge and the organizers also put my stand in the far left corner, in the gaming floor, which is much better than all those years before, when I was at the centre of (attention?) a hallway. It got quite crowded over time. And I also got two tables this year for my stand.

Where my stand was this year.

And how it looked like, together with my girlfriend.

But the TV was also the main problem - we just couldn’t fit the plastic legs on it. So we used duck tape to stabilize it. There was also a problem with the remote control, because at some point, nobody was playing and the TV went in standby mode by itself. It just shut itself off. And don’t get me started with the finals! Those were a huge problem, because we did not have an HDMI output, which was not working at all, so we used two VGA’s. The picture on the projector was crystal clean - but there was no sound at all... Thought in retrospect, it was better to have no sound, because of the unfamiliar circumstances, it would be too funny - but more on that, later. So those were the bad things - now to the good things. As I said, this convention in the most “comfortable” for me, because I’m part of it since 2017. Me and my girlfriend @aquamoon33 managed to put RFA up and on display. I managed to sell also two Game Boy copies and half a Switch game.

Working out on a Ring Fit Adventure!

And ... oh ... my ... god! I got an original Nintendo Entertainment System (NES) from a random guy (but the guy isn’t from) the year 1990! I was soo surprised by that console! One that is almost (or even more!) as old as I am! And best of all - I got a Super Mario Bros. 3 game!!! And it didn’t cost my anything! Wow, that is something that I’ll sure to make a Tumblr post one day, in the near future.

All of them things - even with the box - are now mine!!!

And I got an original Super Mario Bros. 3 game copy as well! 

I went between 1.30 p.m. and 2.00 p.m to lunch and the food there was quite tasty. So let’s talk a bit about the SSBU tournament. At first, I had planned to have an 16 players tournament in this game. Turns out that it’s quite popular in my country. In less than 50 minutes, all free spaces were signed up! That was just crazy! And because of that, my colleague, who granted me access his Gamecube (GC) controllers, could not sign up. Because I wanted those GC controllers, I made a deal - we extended this tournament to a whooping 24 attendances, where in the last round, we played a “free4all match”, from which the winner gets a 2nd chance to play with the finalists. And it went quite for a long time... A whooping 2 hours and 30 minutes marathon! Some battles were really fierce, and the crowd gave some gasps for some unique finishing moves. So finally, just 30 minutes before 5 p.m. (our second tournament was BBCF) we got our finalists.

Sooo many people gathered around!

The crowd was playing.

The BBCF tournament went quite well. We just managed to get 8 people attending this event, that my girlfriend had over. Though the most common technique was to just “button mash”, you still had to have some really good reflexes in that game. And also two girls attended it, which is quite cool! Just like for the SSBU tournament. So after about a jolly 1 hour of playtime, we got our finalists. And the best part: after we cleaned and polished everything up, a young guy came to me and said if I would be interested in having such an event on their convention. For real a payment! And I said yes, I would be VERY interested in such an event! Wohoo, finally, somebody will pay me for organizing such a tournament! Cool! Then, at 6.45 p.m., I had to go to the main lecture room, where the finals were held at 7.00 p.m.

The BBCF Tournament went not that long on.

As said before, because the HDMI cables didn’t work at all, we only could look at the picture, while two finalists were battling against each other. The first battle we had between a boy named Žan and a girl named Lara. The match was nothing special. Still, Žan won 1st place. Congrats, mate!  Though the second final was a bit on the funny side. It was really ironical, that the final two attendees in SSBU had the same name (Robert) AND the SAME CHARACTER (Terry)! And if this wasn’t funny enough, then the fact that the second round they played in, they played in the stage, where the music is the song from Butter Bridge from Super Mario World! Everbody would have laughed at this situation! Because of the banjoo in the music and those muscular guys fighting with each other, everybody would have though that there were two rednecks fighting against each other! See for yourself! :D 

After Robert S. last year’s champion defeated Robert P., we had at 7.45 p.m the every year’s award on the convention. Overall, this was the best Slovenian convention of the year! A true marvel of dedication, helping and kindness. If it weren’t for the technical difficulties, I would give it an outstanding 10! But because of it, I give it a solid 9.5/10. The sheer amount of people, coming together, talking about their favourite animes/games/books, no matter how old they are - that is the thing that a convention really needs. And Makkon has this thing! Good job & see you next year! ;)  9.5/10 The Good side: - Lots of parking spaces + big TV. - Many stands (from gaming to manga’s). - Really outgoing, kind and nice people. - A big Nintendo (Gaming) community. - Great food. - Everything went as planned. - No big time delays.  The Bad side: - Some major and minor technical difficulties.

[volcanofireflame150]

Life will find a way

Intro; Ch2

Chapter 1

Just another miserable day in this boring country, I can't wait to graduate and work my way up to get a passport and move out of the United States and into another country, I chose to live in South Korea because it looks beautiful over there. I live on my own so it's gonna be hard because no one is going to watch over my home but I don't care I just want to be closer to my school because my own parents kicked me out and disowned me from me saying that I want to move to another country, mainly South Korea, after that happened they kicked me out but thankfully someone was kind enough to let me move in, you guys might know him as Chuggaconroy, I only asked to stay with him just until I can find a decent job to earn enough for my College funds. Emile, which is his real name, came into his living room where I was and he asked, "How are you doing?" "I'm not excited on going to school right now," I said, "Since I'm now on my own but I need that diploma so I can go into a great college." "You know you can take online school courses," said Emile. I went to the front office of my school and told them that I am transferring to online courses and they were fine with that so I went back to Emile's house so I can start doing my own thing then my school courses started, main reason on why I did that is to avoid on what I'm dealing with.

Now, my previous school is on my bullies side saying doing other people's makeup will not get me anywhere well it's my life that I am going for. At least I'm going to be doing something that I enjoy doing, I started studying for a test that I'm going to be given, then I saw this ad of being an intern for 6 months, I clicked on it and it showed various groups but I typed in South Korean groups and it showed a lot of groups, but I only chose 3 for each 2 month, I chose BTS, Seventeen, and EXO for this internship, then I typed in on what my goal job to be and it said that I will get a letter saying that I'm getting my flight paid but everything else I am going to pay for myself which I'm alright with. Emile came in and asked, "Are you studying right now?" "I just got back into studying because of this ad that distracted me," I said, "Apparently for 6 months I'm going to be an intern makeup artist in South Korea." "Great, I mean at least you can finally enjoy on you want to do," said Masea. Masea and Emile are sharing this house, I'm still surprised that Emile allowed me to move in when I asked him. Masea asked, "So, Y/N, when are you going to South Korea?" "I'm getting a letter saying on what I'm going to be doing over there," I said to her. Masea has always been nice to me but she always changes her tone and mood when Emile always says a very bad pun. "I'm very excited on doing this finally," I said to them. Masea said, "At least you are finally smiling, Y/N, you've always been so depressed but now you seem very happy." "Well, this is my last year of high school so I can have plenty of time enjoying on what I am going to do over there," I said to her. After all my school courses were done including that test I finished, I decided to go to the mall with Emile and Masea because I kindly asked them so I can enjoy some fresh air plus I needed to get use to the South Korean culture and thankfully Masea got me a box of various chopsticks and she made sure that they are a color that I like. During our time of being there, I saw a very familiar group of girls who always pick on me but I selectively ignored them because they were very far but I can detect them a mile away. I told Masea, "Those group of girls are here." "How can you tell, Y/N?" asked Masea. I pointed to where that group was at and she instantly knew then said to Emile, "Emile, c'mon, we can come back here later." "I'm almost done," said Emile, then looked at me who was very uncomfortable thinking that those girls would instantly notice me. After our shopping spree, thankfully I didn't get spotted, we went back to Emile's house and I went to the mailbox and there were 3 letters addressed to me. Once we got everything in the house, since Emile purchased a house instead of an apartment, I went and got those 3 letters, I instantly knew on who sent me these letters, BigHit, SM, and Pledis Entertainment sent me these letters stating that I have been accepted to be an intern for only 3 groups that they are going to show me, but I guess they already picked, the 3 groups were I was hoping for was what I chose BTS, Seventeen, and EXO. BTS is going to be the first group for 2 months, Seventeen is going to be the 2nd group for another 2 months, and EXO has the last 2 months of my internship, I love challenges but not personal challenges. I exclaimed, "I got accepted!!!" "That was quick considering that they are in a different timezone not to mention South Korea is located on the other side of the planet," said Emile, "But congrats!" "I want to celebrate but you guys have your YouTube career to do," I said. Masea said, "That can wait, I'm so proud that you are actually living your dream!" "Yeah I'm so excited I really do hope I get to see new faces and not mean, old faces, you guys know on who I'm talking about mainly you Masea," I said to her. She nodded, knowing exactly on who I am talking, then she said, "Who knows maybe you get to meet some really badass girls over there." "I hope so," I said to her, "Masea and Emile, you guys are my only official friends who wouldn't turn away from someone like me." "Just know that you can always come back here when things get rough," said Emile, "I'm trying my best on knowing on what you have been through." "I understand, Emile," I said, "Now I'm going to pack up on what I need." "You'll need these," shouted Masea, gave me my box of various chopsticks. My online courses were teaching me on how to learn Korean, Chinese, and Japanese so of course I am taking my laptop basically I'm bringing all the stuff that I might need when there is nothing to do. So, I finished packing, slept early so I can get enough energy to make it through the flight. Assuming so did Emile and Masea because they've helped me with my stuff, Masea asked, "Are you going to bring a pillow and blanket with you on the flight over there?" "Oh right," I said and went back in to grab those. Once I did, I noticed that I don't have a phone like Masea and Emile do, somehow I don't know how she noticed this but she gave me my own phone well it's one of her old phones, she said, "I'm letting you borrow this." "No, I can't," I said, "I want to get my own phone all I need is your numbers so I can tell you that I made it safely." After that, I convinced her to keep her old phone with her because it didn't seem right for me to take something from her, I'd be asking for it and it's gonna put a guilt feeling on me and I don't want that. So, I got my tickets, I got 4 for Dallas, Los Angeles, Tokyo, and finally Seoul which I don't mind just as long as I don't talk to anyone. I managed to get all my little bags in my big suitcase that Masea gave me, I went through security, got my stuff and went to my gate for my plane. I decided to give BTS, Seventeen, and EXO a listen because since I'm going to be doing their makeup so I need to know on what I'm getting myself into. First song I listened was Growl from EXO, then Boy in Luv, then went to listen to Seventeen, basically I put the songs on my iPod shuffle so I can have a better understanding on what groups I had chosen. Basically that's what I end up doing for all the flights, was listening to these 3 groups were my ticket of not talking to anyone. Once I got into Seoul,  I put my iPod shuffle away and went out of the plane then hopefully wait for an escort. What I was expecting was a random person but who was actually waiting for me was one of the 3 groups I had chosen, one of the 7 members sees me, I'm guessing he's the leader because he introduced himself in perfect English, "I'm Kim Namjoon, Leader of BTS, Welcome to South Korea." "Thanks, um, can you show me where the baggage claim is at?" I asked. He led me to the Baggage Claim, so I can get the rest of my belongings once I did, Namjoon asked, "Have you chosen a place to stay?" "Um, I haven't seen on what the outside is like I just got here," I said, trying to hide on what I am actually feeling right now. When I was in the Los Angeles flight, I ran into one of the girls that loves to pick on me but she didn't even notice me but I was hearing her on what she likes to do to me, I did not have a seat next to her thank goodness, Namjoon sees through my shield and asked, "Are you hiding something? If so, I don't want to rush things, I just want to make you feel welcomed here." Then one of the members got another bag of mine, I couldn't believe on what just happened, Namjoon said, "Oh before I forget, this is Min Yoongi, Kim Seokjin, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, and Jeon Jungkook." "Wonderful names," I said, "I'm Y/N." "Y/N, Such a beautiful name for a beautiful lady like you," Namjoon said kindly. That actually made me blush because I was not used to that at all! I'm guessing these guys are very different on what I was going through. So, they led me to their agency, Namjoon said, "This is the place that you are going to be in for 2 months, now we understand that you are very shy when it comes to other people but it comes with the job you are going to work with other people like us." "I understand that part, I'm fine with that just as long as no one makes fun of me," I said. He looked at me and asked, "Why would we, BTS and BigHit, would do something like that?" "I'm just rambling, sorry," I said, sheepishly. I had a slight panic attack when I saw that I was alone in one of the rooms, I couldn't breath, basically I have a huge fear of being alone, thanks to those group of girls from America. Namjoon sees this and came to my rescue, I instantly calmed down, I really want to conquer this fear that one of the girls put me under, Namjoon asked, "What happened there?" "I have a phobia of being alone," I said, breathing heavily. Then without any other question, everywhere I went by myself, Namjoon was always with me. But I do like to be alone because I need to focus on my schoolwork, then Namjoon asked, "Are you currently learning a language?" "Yeah, I'm taking 3 online courses, I'm currently learning Korean," I said, "So I can easily talk to you guys without having to talk in English." "I can teach you," said Namjoon, "I mean, it doesn't bother me much because you told me that you don't want to be alone." "When I'm doing my schoolwork, it doesn't bother me much," I said to him, "My phobia is not that extreme." After that issue was taken care of, I just noticed that I was fluently saying all that in Korean, Namjoon was just noticing this as well, he asked, "Were you talking in fluent Korean without even trying?" "I'm guessing those courses helped," I said, "Because I've been learning this language for almost a year now." "Wow," said Namjoon, "So, what other language are you learning?" "Chinese and Japanese," I said, "Since I've learned that I'm partially American, Korean, Chinese, and Japanese, so I'm trying to do my best and learn the languages that I'm partially born in." "Wow," he said, "Well, good luck with your studying." "Yeah," I said. Then he led me to a room filled with hairstylists and makeup artists everywhere, Namjoon said, "Since you are new here, I'm going to let you chose on who you should do their makeup." I looked around and saw 2 very promising faces, I pointed towards Jin and Jimin, Namjoon noticed this and said, "Alright, you go to them while I have a talk to one of the ladies that works on them." "Alright," I said. I went to Jin and Jimin, Jin looked at me, "Ah, well, if it isn't the new intern of BigHit, welcome!" "Thanks," I said, a little uneasy when he said those first few words. "Are you alright?" asked Jimin. I nodded, still hiding on what I'm facing, Jimin got up and kindly said, "Sit, I don't want you to stay standing there." So I sat down, Jin said, "He's always this nice." "No, I'm trying to be flirty," said Jimin. I've had someone like that trying to be flirty towards me but then it turned into a prank of one of the girls so I instantly went back to being closed off on them, Jimin asked, "What's wrong?" "It's nothing," I said. Jin asked, "Are you sure?" "Stop with the questions already!" I snapped, realized on what I just did. I went out of the room so I could breath and then I listened to Breaking Benjamin to sooth out my nerves, apparently choosing Jimin was a bad choice. The only promised face was Jin, speaking of which, Jin came out and said, "Hey, don't mind Jimin, sometimes he can be like that but other than that he's a total Angel once you get to know him." I looked at him, he saw that I was middle of letting my stress out, when I get stressed out I tend to turn everything with anger and sadness, then out of nowhere he gave me a great big hug. I really needed that because it feels like I have a family again, Jin asked, "Do your parents know that you are over here?" "They disowned me," I said, "I have no family to turn to." Then I felt someone else's presence, I looked, there was Jimin who was in complete distraught. Those 2 never left my side, basically every single member minus Suga, I don't know where he is, making their goal of making me feel wanted in this world.

[taylorroger-s]

what’s another night on mars? // brian may x reader

a/n hey hey hey this is my first brian fic so pls go easy on me. this is for @queens-n-roses writing challenge yeet. i absolutely love this song, so when i saw it open, i had to get it. this is fluffy as shit, so get hyped

masterlist here!

based on another night on mars by the maine

warnings : none, but there’s fluff sweet enough to rot your teeth

enjoy :)

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this one goes out to my closest friends

the ones who make me feel less alien

i do not think i would be here if not for them

during the late seventies you were having the time of your life. on a whim, you decided to follow your best friend brian and his band as they traversed their way across europe and america. there was not much tying you to the uk besides brian at that point, so when you asked to tag along, they immediately agreed.

you were able to see small towns and big cities across the ocean in a different continent. it was like being on an alien planet. you could drive hours and hours and still be in the same state, while in europe you could drive an hour and end up in an entirely new country. it was culture shock every other day as you moved from place to place.

one clear night the bus was parked at a truck stop somewhere between richfield and cincinnati. most of the people following the band on the tour bus were out by the curb, having a smoke and retelling stories of the night before. you weren’t a huge smoker, so you stayed in the bus, curled up on the couch with a thin blanket covering you.

it was deathly silent, the only noise being the distant sound of a freeway and loud laughs coming from just outside. you could feel yourself slowly drifting asleep when someone tapped you on the shoulder. you groaned, shifting around so that you could see the person that woke you up. a head of curly brown hair greeted you.

“bri? what the fuck i was trying to sleep.”

“c’mon, i want to show you something.”

you swatted at his hand reached out to help you get out, taking your sweet time sitting up and then sliding off the couch. you slipped on dark blue boots and a new sweatshirt from two towns over. barely giving you time to yawn, brian grabbed you hand, leading you towards the back of the bus. his touch sent a dangerous chill down your spine. it was hard enough having feelings for him as a best friend, but it was even worse in that moment as he showed genuine excitement to show you something that made him happy.

brian abruptly stopped and dropped your hand. you stared at the back of his head, yawning heavily while he fiddled with god only knows what. just as sharply as he started, he stopped, reaching out for your hand again. you hesitantly took it, taking a moment to ask him what was going on.

“why are we headed to the roof of the tour bus?”

“you’ll see.”

you sighed, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. he sounded so cheerful, it was hard to act annoyed. he started up the ladder and you followed close behind, still suspicious as too what had brian so worked up. once you were near the top, he held out a hand to you again. he gently helped you up onto the roof, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as a strong breeze blew by.

he had fallen silent, but when you looked over, it was clear why.

his gaze was trained on the stars, a dreamy smile on his face. you could see the constellations reflected back in his hazel eyes, eyes full of wonder and awe for the expanse of the cosmos.

“beautiful, isn’t it?”

“mhm.” you responded, still looking at his side profile. he looked like an ethereal being with his perfectly chiseled features, curly hair dark as the night sky itself, eyes made of stardust and light. it took you a minute to realize he was talking about the night sky. but you thought he was just as beautiful.

brian looked over to you, giving you a small smile that make your knees weak and could outshine any astral being drifting throughout the universe. you were so entranced that when he asked you a question, he had to repeat it a few times before it really sunk in.

“you alright?”

“oh, uh, yeah, sorry. what did you ask?”

“want to lay down?” he reached down and picked up a red blanket that he must had stowed somewhere, other hand still gripping yours. you nodded, crossing your arms over your chest as he carefully laid out the blanket in the middle of the roof.

“bri, this is so highschool.” he looked back up at you, a bright glint in his eyes.

“what’s so bad about that?” you rolled your eyes, giving him a playful punch to the shoulder.

“nothing at all.”

brian reached out to you again, letting you lay down on the blanket before he went to lay by your side. he was right, the sky was beautiful. out in the middle of nowhere, with no town for miles, the stars were especially prominent. you could spot the wide strip of light marking the milky way galaxy, and the various constellations hidden beneath a complicated tapestry. before you met brian, you had never really been intrigued by the night sky. to you it looked like just dots of light in random patterns, something that you only saw during especially quiet nights or far away from the city.

just being in his proximity raised you interest in them exponentially. you could listen to him talk about the cosmos on hours on end. whenever he realized he was rambling, he would stop and apologize, cheeks flushing pink. you eagerly reassured him that everything was alright and encouraged him to keep talking. you loved how his voice would speed up a little when he got deep into a groove, the way he moved his hands to illustrate what he couldn’t find that words to say. but you of course had never found the nerve to ask him out. you were too afraid of ruining your friendship that took years to build.

“whenever we’re on tour, i tend to look at the stars a lot more than usual. makes me feel like i’m back home, under the same sky. then i tear my eyes away and i am thousands of miles from home.” he didn’t look at you, seemingly saying the words to no one in particular. it took you a few moments to gather the courage to respond, and when you did, it wasn’t the most thought through or articulate response.

“but, don’t you enjoy touring?”

“yeah, yeah i do. but sometimes it feels like… i don’t know, like i’m on mars or something. like i’m not where i am supposed to be.” he sounded so lost, so far away. it made your heart hurt. all you wanted was for him to be happy. so you went the tough love route to get your message across.

“that’s some grade a bullshit.”

“oh give me a break. with all the nights in shitty bars and throwing up in taxis, do you never feel… lost? not at home?” you sighed, propping yourself up on your elbow. he hadn’t even looked your way. his eyes still reflected the stars, but were a little duller after his confession. you wanted to reach out and run your finger down the lines on his face, down his jawline, and the edge of his lips. you wanted to brush his hair back from his face and pepper his cheeks with feather light kisses. but instead you watched him with your hands to yourself, listening to his soft breaths in the nighttime air.

“now why the hell would i feel like that? so what’s another night on mars? with friends like ours, anywhere is home.”

he fell quiet, and you turned back to the sky, mentally tracing the constellations as the silence stretched on. then, without thinking, you blurted out something that you couldn't hold in any longer.

“i always feel like i’m home with you, bri.”

you could hear him take in a sharp breath, and immediately regretted your decision. you could feel the sting of tear behind your eyes as you began to sit up, hands clenched in fists at your sides.

“i-i’ve got to go. see you later brian.”

“wait!” his thin fingers gripped your wrist, keeping you from leaving the bus’ roof. his eyes mirrored some of the emotion you felt; the bittersweet look of unrequited feelings and fear of loneliness. it made any words you tried to speak stick in your throat. he was breathing hard, almost more so than you. the tension in the air was palpable. sticky and sour and clinging to the air, to your skin.

“stay.”

he held onto you a little tighter, slowly pulling you back by his side. your heart was racing, but his touch calmed you. you were back down on the ground by his side, his hand was still holding yours, thumb moving lightly over your knuckles in small, even circles. he was your lifeline, keeping you grounded.

after all, with friends like yours, anywhere was home.

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hh this was so fun to write

congrats on like,, 3k now @queens-n-roses

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[tanadrin]

I think I’m starting to understand the difference in philosophies that underlies the two kinds of video game RPG better. I think of them as the Bethesda and the BioWare RPG, but more accurate terms would be the simulationist and the character-driven RPG. Which is not to say that the two categories are exclusive--they’re different points on a spectrum. The extreme simulationist RPG would be Dwarf Fortress’s Adventure Mode, where the entire world is procedurally generated ex nihilo, including attempts to procedurally generate things like history and politics and whole systems of magic. I’m not sure what the opposite would be--maybe something like the original Mass Effect, whose levels are quite cloistered, or the first Deus Ex, where you’re playing a character who is extremely defined as a person, but you still get to choose how the plot unfolds.

Each has aspects I like. I like that in character-driven games I have a strong narrative I get to operate within, and I get to make choices which affect the emotional outcome of the game. Bethesda games lack that, because for all the influence that in theory you have over the world, the ultimate outcome is usually always the same: Mehrunes Dagon is defeated, Alduin is killed, you’re sitting on a pile of treasure. What outcomes you do control tend to be binary yes/no levers (did you do the College of Winterhold quests? Congrats, you can add “Archmage” to your extremely long list of titles an honors), and moving through the game’s programmatic implementation of the plot feels more lack racking up Steam achievements than anything else.

Buuuut the price you pay for actually feeling like you inhabit these worlds is feeling like the worlds themselves are pretty two-dimensional. Skyrim was the first RPG I played where I felt a strong sense of place, like even though the experience was mediated by a computer screen and a mouse and keyboard, I could imagine what it would be like to stand on the road outside Riverwood and feel the cool breeze and look up and the foggy mountains. At the time I thought it was just the (then) shiny new graphics, but I bought Morrowind the other day just for fun, and I don’t think it is--I think placeness is just a thing Bethesda excels at in their games, because they pay close attention to it like BioWare does to characters. Morrowind’s graphics are much more primitive than Skyrim’s, but Vvardenfell definitely still has many of the same qualities Skyrim does in that respect, even with its blocky character models and super-short draw distance.

(Also, playing a little Morrowind has made me appreciate just how much the Dragonborn DLC is a love letter to Morrowind fans, which is neat.)

Are the two approaches compatible? Like, is one side of the spectrum necessarily exclusive of the other? I think they might be. The problem with the simulationist world (and this is a problem STA:GOB2:DF(AM) has in spades) is that you run the risk of a world a million miles wide and a millimeter deep (see also Elite: Dangerous, and No Man’s Sky reportedly but I haven’t played it myself), but Tarn Adams’ extreme fetish for procedural generation simply throws into relief the problem of a lot of these games, which is that random is not actually a substitute for complex, and even conceptually sophisticated Perlin noise is still just... noise. Utterly interchangeable. You can generate a million Dwarf Fortress worlds, and they’ll all be superficially identical.

Even a world like Daggerfall’s, which is the size of Great Britain, is mostly nothing. And it turns out (as fast travel and compass markers have shown us) that for most people, working your way over miles of empty country road and hunting for quest objectives is not the fun part of epic fantasy narratives, which is why most epic fantasy narratives... skip those parts.

(Tangent 1: I understand the impulse to huge fantasy worlds in video games, and I think it’s a positive one, mostly. Theme parks don’t feel real, which is why Azeroth has no sense of place. It could--it has some wonderfully atmospheric zones--but everything about the placement of NPCs and the way you interact with the world screams animatronic Presidents, Disneyland with the Burning Legion, so it lacks... worldlikeness. The problem with big, detailed, simulationist worlds is that if you’re inhabiting them from a pedestrian’s viewpoint, 99.5% of all that is going to go to waste. Either you will fast-travel past it or it will be Desert Bus With Dragons, but honestly, you don’t need to simulate weather fronts and biomes and a realistic medieval economy if all you’re doing is trying to assemble the Staff of Chaos so you can whack Jagar Tharn over the head with it. As soon as your viewpoint becomes even a little bit more elevated, though, that stuff is interesting, and even important. The fact that every merchant in Spira will buy your stuff for exactly one half the price you sell it for is an irrelevant triviality if all you ever see is one merchant’s storefront at a time. But as soon as you begin to piece together anything like a bigger picture, the world needs to make sense. I would combine this observation with the fact that no matter how important you become to the world of Skyrim, you never actually wield any political or administrative authority. Sure, nobody wants to play Dean of the College of Winterhold or have to spend half their time playing Skyrim marking freshers’ essays on the elementary principles of transmutation, but it’s also weird that you can be one of Skyrim’s foremost property owners, thane of nine holds, political counselor of the High King, and you can’t get a guard to so much as hold your horse for you while you pop into the blacksmith’s. A game where accomplishment actually translates into political authority is a game where the worldbuilder’s urge to detail every element of the life-cycle of the lesser mana stoat becomes a little more important, if, say, you need to manage the mana stoat farmers. Although that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate nods towards believability--Skyrim’s tiny-ass farms that couldn’t feed a family of four in a wintry climate, much less a tenth of a goddamn continent, are a major failure on that point. Visual believability is important. Noteworthy here also is landscape architecture: one reason Skyrim does well at placeness is that it feels reasonable, even though it’s a geographical absurdity. Something like the world of Kingdoms of Amalur: Reckoning, where even the “plains” regions are wacky moonscapes designed to maximize walking time, so as to substitute boredom for size, are failures in level design.)

(Tangent 2: I once had the idea for a fantasy film or comic book that involved all the usual players: a Scheming Villain, a Terrible Macguffin of Power, a band of Plucky Heroes, romance, war, intrigue, excitement, etc. Except all the big, exciting moments would be entirely implied; the actual story told would be of all the quiet moments between the battles and confrontations and tragic death scenes. The sitting around the campfire singing songs. The tossing and turning on hard ground or in lumpy, unfamiliar beds. The quiet conversation or the anxious exchange of looks before a battle. The moments of reflection or subtle self-doubt before committing to a course of action that could save or doom the world. I don’t actually know if it would make for an interesting story, but I think it would be a lot of fun to write.)

Bethesda for its part is firmly committed to the tabula rasa silent protagonist, and I think that’s a mistake. I don’t think you increase player agency in a world where your protagonist must remain mute, I think you only highlight the disconnect. I may be unusual here, but one of the things I love most about BioWare games, and which makes me feel most embedded in their plots and connected to their characters, is the fact I get to hear both sides of the conversation, and how I choose to respond has a lasting effect on the kind of person the other characters seem to understand me to be. That feels much more interesting to me that the cipher that moves through Bethesda worlds, about which little can be known, because little can be specified. Yes, such a cipher can have any history you want, but only because such a cipher can have no substantive history--so, like the details of a procedurally generated world, the history of such a protagonist, their motivations and intent, is rendered trivial. And for escapist fantasy, where part of the goal is to not be trivial, but to be important, vital even, I think that’s a failure. Unless your goal is to, like, RP a cabbage merchant, in which case--success!

What I really want, what I really feel is a seriously under-appreciated possibility in video game RPGs, is an open world with some of the simulationist aspects, but built around, or laid on top of, a strong central plot skeleton. One with rich character interaction and consequential, emotional choices (and no, Dawnguard does not qualify), and I think the payoff would be that we are so used to vast worlds that are ultimately quite shallow that even a few substantive concessions in this direction would feel like we had suddenly discovered benthic depths.

[watsername]

the ideology that britain had ‘a class problem not a race problem’ is a huge fuckinf lie . it’s been parroted at me by teachers and other historians my entire life but there’s so many things in the sixties that just . counteracts all of that . and it’s really famous shit as well . the notting hill riots . the river of blood speech . girl .

ur better off saying ‘britain’s race problem wasn’t as prevalent as america’s’ bc it was there and she was very fucking real . like . the governement was giving all the oh people in empire colonies are british aubjects so they’re free to migrate here !!! discrimination is bad !! but teddy boys attacked random innocent black men going about there day in nottingham. it spread to notting hill in london and became a 3 day riot . people tried to overshadow it with oh the notting hill carnival !!! but the acceptance of some black culture didn’t remove that underlaying discrimination of the caricatures of immigrants made by the public - that they were violent and poor and ran brothels in your neighbourhoods . no matter how many whitw people said ‘well i don’t hate all of them just the ones that do x’ they still applied that ‘x’ to every black person they saw .

fuckinf enoch powell??? fucking proof that the public was just waiting for a political figure to validate their racist concerns. he called immigration an attack on the british life and played into fear mongering by saying that british people will be the outsiders in their own country . there was newspapers and organisations and false science dedicated to spreading inferiority beliefs about poc and encouraging violence against them but as long as they could prove ‘non intent of spreading hate’ they were off the fucking hook. it was only illegal if you were purposefully spreading hate . and this law was used against balck people more than it was used to protect them .

working class white people were mad that black people were taking their housing and their jobs but it was so much harder for black people to get jobs and to secure rent and mortgage and even enter some social places like pubs and churches they had to make their own . our racism wasn’t as loud or legislatively obvious but it was there and it was prevalent .

i could go on but i’m hungry to the point where i feel dizzy so all i’m gonna say is . who the fuck decided to say we had more issues with class than race . we didn’t stop black ppl from voting, we didn’t enforce what segregation but we overlook our own racialist history to criticise the other countries for their racial struggles . we’re the country that colonised half the world to ‘civilise the lesser societies’ why do schools teach us more about american racism in the 1960s than what was happening on our own doorstep

there’s bound to be people that say ‘oh well i knew’ congrats . but so many people are pushed into believing that race was not as big of a deal in the u.k. and that we were a generally multi cultural society in the 1960s when that’s an entire fuckinf lie

can i . can i talk about something i learned in class today .

[woobaejin]

I’m Here » Minhyun X Reader

Characters: Hwang Minhyun X Reader

Word Count: 837

Summary: After seven years of being pen pals, you finally decide to take your graduation trip to South Korea to explore the country, self reflect, and meet your penpal in person.

*Didn’t really proof read and may contain terrible grammatical / sentence structure errors LMAO 

The flicker sounds of the cameras were only getting louder. There you were, sitting in seat number 50 and continued to glance over at Hwang Minhyun who was a part of the hottest idol group in South Korea, Wanna One. Your heart was beating rapidly as you watched him interact with other Wannables during the fan sign. It was a rather small and intimate meeting, which only made you feel more nervous. With the extreme luck of being chosen for the fan sign, you were finally able to meet your penpal after seven years of communicating only through a piece of paper and pen.

You took out the white envelope an hour before while riding in the taxi to get to the venue. The thought of finally being able to meet Minhyun after writing to each other for the past seven years was actually going to happen. The both of you were part of a special bridge program back in high school that allowed people to connect all over the world and become writing pen pals through the language course the student decided to take to fulfill their mandatory graduating requirement. As you were from the United States, you were quite interested in the Korean culture and music, and through a random selection, the respective schools through the program would pair you up with another individual with a personality test and interest sheet.

Many pen pal pairs would have cut off all communication years back, but 2017 marked the seventh year of communicating with Minhyun. You always refused to share your SNS accounts and the only thing Minhyun really knew about was your first and last name, the high school and college you went to, age, and the address (aka your parents) that he was receiving your letters from. You made all of your accounts private. You never posted any profile pictures online and kept it that way due to personal preference and hence, only you knew how he looked like and was well aware of how handsome he was through YouTube videos and pictures. He respected your privacy and eventually stopped asking after so many tries.

Letter #571

Hey there (Y/N),

Sorry for the late response. I hope you understand and that I’ll always make sure to write back eventually. By the time you get this, we’ve probably wrapped up promotions and I’m very happy to hear that you enjoyed the album! I honestly don’t have any life updates besides losing a lot of sleep and becoming 10x busier. Also, congrats on graduating! Wish I could have flown over to finally meet you and to see you walk to get your diploma. Hope you’re getting job call backs and make sure to let me know if you’ve accepted any offers! Take care of yourself and stop getting sick so often. Write back soon!

Your favorite, Hwang Minhyun

So why were you in South Korea? Your parents gifted you the opportunity to travel and you decided to go on this trip by yourself since you had a good grasp of the language (bless for paying attention in high school). You wanted to explore the country, self-reflect and find a way to meet your friend after so many letter exchanges. How were you going to do it? Bulk buy Wanna One’s album and pray that you get into a fan meeting.

And that’s exactly what happened. Luck came onto your side and there you were, sitting inside Wanna One’s fan sign wondering what Minhyun’s reaction would be after appearing before him so abruptly.

“Number 45-50, please come up and be on standby.”

You began to move through the members one by one. Each member was extremely sweet and rather than acting overly excited, you casually had a calm and good chat about your day and that you were an international fan. “Thank you so much. Hopefully, I'll be able to see you guys soon, Jinyoung!” And here we go.

He pulled the album over and waited for you to take the seat in front of him. Your heart was pounding so rapidly, you barely had the courage to look into his eyes. You slipped your hand into your purse and pulled out a letter that was a response to his he wrote two weeks ago.

“Hi there. What’s your name?” “(Y/N). It’s n-nice to meet you, Minhyun. I’m a huge fan.” His eyes widened slightly before smiling and began to sign your album. “Ah, that’s a really pretty name. Are you from Korea?” He peered up again before going back to signing his name. “Ah no. I’m from the USA. Los Angeles to be exact.”

That’s when Minhyun completely stopped what he was doing and peered up to take a good look at you. You couldn’t help but smile at his flustered face and proceeded to place your response letter in front of him. “I wanted to hand this to you personally. I’m here, Min.”

[n3rdlif343va]

congrats on 150 followers!!

Were you expecting this to be like 1,100 words long? Because it is 1,100 words long lol

This ask went straight for my heart! I am a huge indulger ofmusic, and this is such a great ask!!! I’m listing every skater that I had anidea for, saving Victor and Yuuri for last J(some of them are paired because it is cuter that way)

Leo and Guang Hong– have joint playlists on Spotify and are constantly sending each other newsongs and debating about which playlist they belong on. Whenever they aretrying to choose music for a program, they skype each other and blare the songat same time (“1,2,3… PLAY!”). They send each other YouTube videos of theirfavorite songs whenever they know that the other one is having a bad day.

Emil and Mickey –Emil sends Mickey songs and is constantly asking his opinion. All of them arestrangely romantic and Mickey is constantly responding with “yeah, that’s nice.”Emil’s profound patience is the only thing that keeps him from throwing hisphone in the closest body of water.

Sara and Mila –share similar tastes in music and can be found sharing earbuds whenever theyare together. They exchange the newest, most popular hits from their respectivecountries whenever a song strikes their fancy.

Their favorite musical pastime is finding the mostridiculous parody videos of popular songs on YouTube. Mila’s current favoriteis Talk Nerdy To Me while Sara loves the Staying in Anthem.

Minami – loves upbeatpop music and jazz music from every era. He finds inspiration for stepsequences from videos of old dance routines and has an obsession with old schooltap dancers (like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers.) He absolutely did not tapdance on his training rink’s staircase pretending to be Shirley Temple to YuuriKatsuki’s Bill Robinson.

(Spoiler: he absolutely did)

Seung-gil –prides himself on his vast knowledge of his country’s music, from the most traditionalto more modern releases. He is constantly supporting musical artists on socialmedia and even knows how to play several instruments.

But one night, after a few too many drinks, Seung-gil takesthe private stage at a karaoke house…. And absolutely crushes Eminem’s Rap God.The other skaters are shocked into silence as Seung-gil drops the mic andcalmly walks off the stage like it never happened.

JJ – without embarrassmentor shame admits to liking Nickelback – a lot. He once sang with the band at abenefit concert and it was the best night of his life. He loves all kinds ofrock, even the songs that have a pop-like edge to them.

His secret pleasure is: Boy Bands. He knows every lyric toevery Backstreet Boys, O-Town, NSync, and 98 Degrees song that ever lived. Hecried when One Direction broke up. If he had his way, when he retired him andthe other skaters would form a boy band.

Chris – hasmultiple playlists of songs, comprised of all his past skates plus a randomassortment of all the songs he has picked up along the way. If you picked uphis phone and examined his playlists, you would think “sounds like Chris.”

But Chris also loves Opera. He will watch and listen toOpera in any language, and shed a few tears during the most emotional songs. Heloves the pure emotion mixed with the strong voices and has even learned tosing some of his favorite pieces. When he is alone in his car, he is beltingout the baritone parts, making his windows vibrating with the strong bravado ofhis voice. His boyfriend FINALLY catches him singing while showering and thevideo almost breaks the internet.

Phichit – willlie dead to your face and tell you that his entire music collection is full offluffy love songs. And it is true, for the most part, his playlists consistingof movie soundtracks and pop songs from all over the world.

But Yuuri knows about that one playlist, the one marked “RainyDay” that is filled with nothing but songs that would inspire even the biggestprude to start stripping.

Yuri P. – Mr.Edgelord wants you to believe that he is all hard rock and pounding EDM. Heblasts his music until Yakov and Lilia threaten to throw his speakers out ofthe window. Welcome to the madness is his ringtone and he dares anyone to sayanything about it.

But his favorite playlist has been slowly built up withsamples from Otabek’s mixes and the original songs that inspired his bestfriend. Even when the songs aren’t necessarily the kind of anger-lashing tunesthat Yuri wants to be associated with him, he loves each one of them andlistens to this playlist on loop.

Otabek – has playlistsfor each of the world’s most prominent DJs and keeps them organized in theorder in which the mixes were released. His other playlists are comprised ofhis own mixes, soundbites, and songs that inspire him.

But his absolutely favorite song… that’s a story for anotherday (or a catfishprompt response that will be out this weekend ha ha)

Yuuri K. – He isan emotional consumer of music. He wants to hear the message and feel the storyin the notes. Even if the song is a traditional Japanese song without lyrics,Yuuri can envision the story there. He immediately assigns songs to the peoplein his life and to different memories. When he hears the songs of Victor’s pastskating programs he swoons, but he cannot bring himself to listen to any of hisold program songs (especially from the Sochi year, because RIP Vicchan). StammiVicino will always hold a special place in Yuuri’s heart and the goosebumpsalways appear across his skin with the opening notes.

But there is another song, a song that Phichit would sendhim the YouTube video link for whenever there was a slight chance that Yuuriwould come face-to-face with Victor. It takes Yuuri until the first summer oftheir marriage to play Marry Me by Train for Victor. Slow dancing in theirsocks, Yuuri explains why it had always reminded him of Victor. They both cry.

Victor – will listento anything. He loves music and eagerly absorbs melodic sounds from all overthe world. Once Yuuri is in his life and his inspiration has sparked again,Victor begins to find new life in music, often telling Yuuri it is like he ishearing the world with brand new ears. He used to draw out routines, listingmoves on paper and pencil, but now he lets his ideas carry him around the room,while Yuuri watches him from the couch with a quiet smile. When they aremapping out pairs routines, they will dance anywhere, from the grocery store tothe middle of the park.

Victor is still trying to convince Yuuri to coordinate abanquet themed pair skate (complete with ties on their heads) to Say You Won’tLet Go.

And if you think Phichit’s stripping song list is bad… it isnothing compared to the pure lust comprised in Victor’s playlist simply labeled“Yuuri.”

Yakov – likes BrittanySpears. He just does, leave him alone, the man deserves a vice!

[anamorales]

Friday Faves

Hi friends! Happy Friday! Hope you’re having a lovely morning. What are you up to this weekend? I’ve been chilling in the house with P for a couple of days after she came down with conjunctivitis. (Preschool germs strike again.) We got her antibiotic drops (which have been a treat to give to her, let me tell ya) and have just been lying low so she doesn’t infect anyone. I feel so bad for the poor nugget and hope she’s feeling better soon.

Other than the pink eye surprise, it’s been a good week over here. I had an incredible podcast interview that will be up next week, taught a TRX class, and have been trying to get the house ready for some upcoming events. We’re having Meg’s baby shower here – I can’t wait! – and the day after, all of our stuff from Valdosta arrives. I’m kind of terrified because I feel like the house is already full.

Before I dive into this week’s Friday Faves, make sure to check out this sweet Whole Foods giveaway on Instagram! You could win $500 to shop at the best place everrrrrr.

(When you pose in front of your favorite store like a lil nerd. Joggers are from Fabletics, shoes are here, and I’ve been living in these lulu tees during the week.)

Here are some of the best things I found in real life and on the internets this week:

Random:

– Of all the crazy hair ideas on Pinterest, Livi picked the poop emoji. *face palm* She totally rocked it, though haha.

– Mexican pastry magnets! Madre got some of these for her fridge and I’ve been commenting on them nonstop, so she surprised me with a bag of them when we met up for Taco Tuesday. So cute, right?!

– Roller skating with the crew! We took the girls on Monday night and had a blast. The decor at Skate Country is the exact same as it was when I used to go roller skating with my friends in middle school and elementary school. Back then, they were blasting TLC “Waterfalls” and I was wondering who would couple-skate with me lol. I have to say it’s 80,000x more fun doing Cha-cha Slide at the end of the night with my favorite people.

Fashion + beauty:

-LOVING the new Beautycounter brow gel. I was apprehensive about trying it – I’m a brow pencil girl, through and through – but I love how natural this looks. It gives a little bit of shape and color, and lasts all day. 10/10 recommend.

– My friends at Stitch Fix sent me this gorgeous package of goodies from women-led companies, in honor of International Women’s Day.

The tote is Mercado Global, and was hand-woven by Indigenous women artisans in rural Guatemala. Each purchase helps mothers send their children to school and enables them to earn three times their former daily income.

I’m obsessed with the color of the Dagne Dover backpack and the Of Mercer dresses are super chic.

Read, watch, listen:

– Heal on Netflix, which is a fascinating documentary about the body’s ability to heal itself. I’m always interested to learn about our inherent healing capabilities and the body’s incredible natural intelligence. I haven’t finished this one yet, but I can’t wait to watch more this weekend. Also Deepak Chopra is in it… and he’s one of my very faves.

– Yay, Trader Joe’s!

– For all my fellow Catholics during Lent. 

– While I feel like we’re about to be overloaded with biopics, I’m so here for the Elton John one. 

– Another reason to create sustainable eating habits.

– What food geniuses eat when they’re home alone.

Fitness:

– Bodyweight HIIT workout.

– Try out this Lean Machine Fit Guide workout at home.

– Tips to stop slippage during yoga class.

Good eats:

– These chicken meatballs are a new Costco find. They’re made with simple ingredients and have an awesome flavor — not bland at all. I’ve been adding them to wraps, salads, and egg scrambles this week.

Nutrition stats:

– If you’re looking for a refreshing spring dessert, this looks bomb.

– Easy, healthy protein ball recipes.

– Easy vegetarian meatballs.

Happy Friday, friends!

What’s something you’re looking forward to this weekend?

xo

Gina

Congrats to the winner of the huge sneaky Beautycounter giveaway: Becca! (The winner has been emailed.) Stay tuned for more giveaways of the sneaky and obvious variety headed your way.

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