#the fandom that claimed a real BABY was FAKE and just an excuse to hide the fact that their fave was secretly married to their other fave!!

[bamgeut]

i know this isn't my place to speak bc i don't know anything about riize but i'm genuinely so pissed over this whole thing with seunghan bc literally all i've seen since last year is this dude being mistreated and poorly managed left and right by his company all bc he had a fucking LIFE (!!!) before debut. like what the genuine fuck. they gave up on him bc a bunch of insane delusional teenagers with too much time and money to spare and nothing better to do think idols are fucking dolls that need to fit into their unrealistic standards or smth?? get a fucking hobby????? go drink some coffee eat a cookie have a life idk????? every time i see anything about this situation i feel my blood BOILING bc i cannot for the life of me understand how the fuck this situation is REAL in the year of our lord 2024 this kinda shit is why people think every kpop fan is totally off their rocker

[holylulusworld]

Masquerade

Summary: Believing your fiancée kisses you like never you give in to the heat he causes. What if there’s more hidden behind the mask he’s wearing?

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader, Sam Winchester, OFC’s

Warnings: angst, language, wearing masks, semi-public sex,  sex against a wall, a hint of kidnapping, mentions of arrange marriage/breakup-ups

This is it...my 6.666 post...

Standing in the room full of people you look around, sniffling as your life will be controlled by the husband your father chooses for you. You never met this man before, still, your father insists he is the perfect partner for you. – Rather for your fathers’ business but who wants to argue about ‘true love’.

Snorting you glance at all the people behind masks. You know for sure all these men and women don’t need masks as they are wearing fake smiles every day.

It’s one of the huge masked balls your father likes to throw. You hate it, hate the greedy people entering such an event, hate you must be here instead of lying in the arms of the man you love.

For months you were sneaking out on your father, had an affair with a mere mechanic under your father's nose till he caught you red-handed as you talked to Dean on the phone.

Two days later Dean broke up with you, telling you it’s not right to take the money and your ‘good’ life away from you. That was four weeks ago, and nothing is like before.

You talked about running away, starting a new life and suddenly he cut you out of his life. He quit his job, changed his numbers and never contacted you again.

Love is a fairytale your father likes to say. Before Dean broke your heart you believed he’s a bad liar, now you know he’s right.

“Smile, act like you want to be here.” Your father insists and you nod, faking a smile. “Good girl. Don’t you worry, your fiancée is a nice man, with a reputation matching mine.”

“You mean a greedy monster…” You snarl through gritted teeth, breaking out of your father’s tight grip to run out of the room.

Taking your mask off you sink to the floor, silently sobbing as you will have to marry a man you don’t even know.

“Y/N…” A gruff voice tries to catch your attention and you wipe a few tears away as a tall man walks toward you. “Your father is looking for you. Isn’t it impolite to run away the moment he wants to introduce you to your future husband?”

“I just…” Choking out an apology you shake the man’s hand, giving him a cracked smile. “Sorry. I needed fresh air. Sometimes life becomes…”

“I get it, Y/N. Let me introduce myself. I’m …” You place your finger onto his lips, and for a moment they feel like Dean’s, so you close your eyes when he cups your face. “No names?”

“Just for tonight. Can we pretend we are not the person we are?” Now his eyes lit up and he nods. You want to say more but then his plump lips press against yours and you feel a spark ignite.

“For tonight I’m whoever you want me to be, Y/N.” His voice close to your ear now, his hands placed onto your hips he whispers all the right things. “All you want me to do, I’ll do for you…”

“I want…”

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The next thing you know is that your dress lies abandoned on the floor, just like your underwear. Brain mush, your body on fire you let the stranger you just met explore your body.

His lips travel down your collarbone as he holds you against the wall with strong arms. “Tell me what you want, Y/N…” That voice, so dark…deep…almost like Dean’s whispers against your skin as your legs tighten around him.

“Make me forget I lost him…please…” He moans against you, nipping at your soft skin to mark your body as his property. “Please…

“All you want…”

Shoulders, his broad shoulders feel like Dean’s, his lips caress your skin as your lover used to do and the way he sinks into you makes you cry out at the memory of the last time you made love.

“Can I…” Sniffling you hide your face in his neck. He’s still wearing his suit and the black mask. For a reason, it was his condition to make you feel good. “…call you Dean?”

“Do it, Baby…” His fingers dig deep into your flesh as he starts moving inside of you, making you cry out with every hard thrust. “Call my name…”

“Dean…please…oh please…” Not knowing how to stop the fire this man lit you lean against the wall, watching him work his length into you in a frenzy.

Underneath his expensive suit, you can see his muscles flex every time he pumps into you. “Say it again…call my name…” He urges you on and you’ve got no clue if your future husband is kinky or crazy, but you call Dean’s name, crying it into the empty room to let it echo through your father’s way too huge house.

“Please…I…” Gasping you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him close to your body while he drives into you faster, harder, with so much force your vision blanks out for a moment before you whimper his name one last time.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. Did so well for me…” Grunting your name your stranger, rocks into you, thrusts four, five more times until his cum coats your walls. “Letting a stranger fuck you bare is dangerous, Baby Girl…”

Chuckling you rip the mask off Dean’s face to kiss him fiercely. “We should get out of here…”

“I know, couldn’t resist to have you right here, under his nose. Asshole.” Dean moans as you gyrate your hips, letting his dick twitch one last time. “Love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, dirty boy. Now let’s get my stuff and…” Dean’s lips silence you and you slide your fingers through his hair, whimpering as he pulls out. “Wear what I got you.” Pointing at a bag Dean smirkd, licking his lips as you walk butt-naked toward the bag.

“Pervert…” Giggling you open the bag to dress in a different dress and mask to not draw anyone’s attention toward you.

“I could just kidnap you naked, but I don’t want the security to see your naked ass.” Grabbing your waist, he twirls you around laughing as you squeal.

“Let’s run…now…”

“Sammy got your stuff and waits for us outside the gate. We need to hurry, Sweetheart. I don’t want your father to shoot me for real…” Taking your hand Dean leads you out of the room and toward the front door.

Laughing you almost bump into an angry looking guy. “Excuse me. Have you seen Ms. Y/L/N, I’m her fiancée?” Cole asks and Dean needs to hold back a chuckle as you lie shamelessly.

“She was in the ballroom not moments ago, Sir. I bet she’s still with her father.” You coo as Cole's eyes you up and down, licking his lips.

“Thank you…”

“You’re welcome, Sir.” Dean grunts, slinging one arm around your shoulders. “We have to go, our babysitter called. Little Charlie is crying for his mommy.” Dean lies to get away from Cole.

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“Where is my fiancée?” Looking at your father Cole squares his jaw, not wanting to wait any longer to lay claim on you.

“She must visit the restrooms, Cole. I’m sure she will be back soon.” Your father panics. Knowing you left the room over an hour ago he fears you went straight to your room to hide from your future husband. “I’m sure she will love to meet you.”

“I hope so, for your good,” Cole smirks, giving your father a cold glare as he can see the hesitation in his eyes. “If not your business could go downhill pretty fast.”

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“Got her.” Dean pants as he runs toward the Impala while you hang over his shoulder, laughing like crazy as he insisted on ‘kidnapping’ you Winchester style.

“Dude!” Sam laughs, slapping Dean’s head as he helps you on your feet. “We should get the fuck out of here before her father realizes you kidnapped his daughter.”

“Right, I’ll drive, Baby shotgun. Sammy, backseat. We will start a new life somewhere far away from your shitty father.” While you sit next to Dean you smile as Sam explains he hacked your trust fond to transfer all your money to a new account.

“You are a genius, Samuel Winchester…” Squealing you give your friend a high-five as Dean slaps your ass.

“Safety belt, kiddos. Let’s roll…” Dean speeds off, smirking as a patrol car passes him by. “Do you think daddy is already missing you?”

“No jokes, Dean. Let’s get away from here as fast as possible. I want to become a dirty mechanics wife and have awful lot children with him…”

Dean smirks, wiggling his eyebrows as Sam groans in the backseat. “I love to make babies for sure.” Rubbing your belly Dean groans. “Soon you will be round with a Winchester, Sweetheart.”

“Dude, not when I’m around. Now take the next left and then the last exit to the right. This way we can avoid getting caught by cops. Can’t wait to see her reaction to the hideout we found.” Sam laughs as you glance over your shoulder.

“Hideout?”

“Uh, our grandfather was kinda crazy, sweetheart. He built a thing he called ‘the bunker’. It’s a bit underground but huge, safe and no one can enter it without a certain key. We can hide there till your father calms…” Pecking Dean’s cheek you imagine having a life with the man you love.

“I will live in your car if we have too, Baby. No matter where you go, Dean. I’ll go with you and your freaking tall brother…”

“Hey! I’m not that tall.” Sam smiles as he got a message from Jess. “Jess says she prepared food and a welcome home surprise for Y/N.”

“Your girlfriend is the best, Sammy.”

You lean your head against Dean’s shoulder, closing your eyes as he drives toward your shared future without your father and a husband you don’t love.

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[lrambling]

Out of curiosity, I looked at the twitter of one of the people claiming "we don't @ him, we're so respectful." In the couple hours before that, she retweeted about bottom Louis, called him Baby Model and Tiny, laughed at the idea he's as tall as some of the other boys, retweeted about E&D being beards, retweeted about SBB, the gay bar, and implied the brand homme means homosexual. And she's flipping the definitions of Larries (good!) and Larry Shippers (invasive harassers!). Cool story, sis.

HAVE said no to it. But anyway these larries saying that are the same larries who, when the argument is different, go off about how “if Larry isn’t really than Louis/Harry are homophobic for the way they deny Larry! Why wouldn’t they just playfully deny it instead of being mean to larries if it was fake!!” Especially when they did start off with lighthearted denials (“ppl GENUINELY believe!”) & start sternly shutting it down when it got out of hand. Anyway I’ve don a shit job expressing myself

But whatever tldr; larries are shit and hypocrites and frequently switch between contradictory argument viewpoints to try and keep their ship alive and I’m 90% sure they don’t even realise they’re doing it

OK I’m sorry to interrupt the Louis-stravaganza that everyone is Going Through (so so so happy for all my happy Louies!!) but this message is so great, even with the missing second message (UGH TUMBLR), that I had to share it!! In a way, I feel like nothing defines Larries more than a lack of self-awareness. They have to isolate themselves so much from the impact of their actions and those of their community. 

And some of it definitely comes from just like… how utterly, outrageously distorted their view of the world is. You know, i guess in part they just don’t register how wrong it is to make jokes about Freddie because they’re literally so convinced he doesn’t exist. Like, it is hard, even for me who has been trying to figure out how they think, to fully grasp the extent to which the unquestioned assumption that Louis is hiding this fake life causes them to behave in ways that seem totally irrational - made worse, of course, by the fact that they’ve encouraged the approach of seeing the world as whatever fantasy you want, so it’s not even a logically coherent approach to a closeted celebrity.

So some of the lack of self-awareness is that they aren’t evaluating themselves in terms of how their behavior would come across in a world where they’re completely and utterly wrong. But there’s also obviously an element of just like… protecting themselves from their own behavior. Just as they allow themselves to craft whatever fantasy version of Harry and Louis that makes them the happiest, and people who attempt to suggest more realistic explanations get shouted down, or how they manipulate people into believing Larrie by painting Louis as a monster if it’s not real and saying “which do you want to believe??”, they also allow themselves to embrace whatever version of their own self-image that makes them happy. Larrie as a community is all about ignoring anything that makes them feel bad. Which means that being told they have to stop doing something that makes them happy, they see that as a cruel attack, no matter how many OTHER people are being hurt by their actions (or their failure to object to the actions of others).

And then of course, as you say, they switch constantly between contradictory perspectives - like with this post, where suddenly “we can’t possibly do any harm” becomes “how can they disrespect such a powerful part of fandom.” No logical coherence whatsoever. No intellectual honesty (on top of all the regular lying). It’s like switching between Louis being a great, powerful negotiator who Simon Cowell fears, and Louis being trapped in the worst contract in music history. Or the stunt being super extreme vs fake babies being super normal. Whichever perspective best answers whichever nagging doubt they need to stamp out at any particular time, that’s what they go with.

And the same with whatever they need to tell themselves to feel good and excuse the harm they cause. “Other fans are worse! At least we’re not stalkers (except when they are but anyway), we just closely analyze every single thing they and their entire extended family and friends do!! I personally don’t directly message them! I never speak up about the misogyny or harassment but how can you possibly blame me for it?? Also there is no misogyny and harassment and when I said I wasn’t responsible for what other people did, I wasn’t referring to anything in specific because we’ve never done anything wrong and anyone who attacks us is just homophobic and hates fangirls!!!”

They HAVE to keep denying their influence and their responsibility, they have to minimize the many many cases of huge groups of Larries sending people negative messages and they have to deny the way these invasive, harassing, misogynist attitudes are encouraged on the most popular blogs. Because in their minds, anything that would require that they give up something that makes them feel good, that’s what’s bad and wrong.

[back-to-louis]

Larries got trolled and mocked again and called out for how crazy they are? What's new. They make a big deal about anything and then wonder why they come back and call you out. She accidentally liked a comment and you made that trend worldwide. WORLDWIDE. Of course she came back and called you crazy. You made something out of nothing and she doesn't wanna be a part of it. No one I backing you. Larries live miserably in larrie land by themselves

How crazy their THEORIES are. Not how crazy THEY are.

They go on and on about how easy it is to fake a birth certificate, how many Hollywood pregnancies are faked and how many babies aren't who their parents claim they are, that it's easy and evident and how anyone with two brain cells to rub together would know this, because nothing is real, ever

And then when someone says, "these are crazy conspiracy theories" they say WHAT, JUST SHIPPING TWO GUYS?

WHAT, JUST BELIEVING IN LOVE?

No. No, that's not at all what you're promoting here, larries. Stop fucking lying to yourselves, and to your followers, for ONCE. Stop playing the victim, stop saying that what you are here for is making fandom a safe space for LGBT folks, for making the world a place where gay kids feel safe coming out.

You want to out Louis and Harry. You want to mock everyone in their lives that doesn't testify to your masturbatory fantasy of two oppressed youths in love, who now would be participating in identity fraud and child exploitation. You bring these things to the media in the hopes that some champion will "end" your self-inflicted misery, your tantrum-throwing, your petty vendettas against women for inhabiting the space your idols live in.

You're so goddamned angry that you don't "get" to ignore the online presence of people who have only ever asked for you to leave them alone, and then try to find ways to get around the methods they've used to block you and signs of your existence on their social media. You demand that they get offline and hide so that they don't have to experience it, and you suggest that they welcomed it because they didn't ask for your respect strenuously enough.

You derive your pleasure these days from imagining that your ship interact when you can't see them, and deny them the actual progress of their careers and the fact that they must be working on them during the times you insist they're fucking each other. You celebrate the thin victories of imagining they're secretly cheering you on from their unknown tumblrs, feeding information to TMZ that never gets published, sending YOU coded messages, and hoping YOU will be the ones to unlock the final mystery as to how a baby's ears looking different means Louis can pretend to get a paternity test he's already likely had so that he can make Briana do a naked walk of shame through the streets while you hurl shit at her.

You're already hurling shit, larries, it doesn't get better for you from here. The scenarios you imagine only exist in your head. All the world sees is an angry mob of screaming villains, hurling shit at anyone they can reach, and your excuses and explanations can never justify why. Because two boys in love? The world can fucking understand that.

Shit like this? Not so fucking much.