#Julie doing “stuff” with famous people

[johngarfieldtribute]

Julie doing “stuff” with famous people (21st post)

Julie shows spirit at a Sinatra Swooner’s charity softball game. He’s pictured here with Frankie, Virginia Mayo and Jane Russell. Wake up, Frank!!

Julie and Joan Crawford get their expressions down in a scene from HUMORESQUE above.

On the DESTINATION TOKYO set with Robert Hutton.

Walking with his Group Theatre colleague, Lee Strasberg, shown on the left. Julie was the first actor to bring THE METHOD to film and Strasberg helmed THE ACTORS STUDIO.

At an event with Rosalind Russell somewhere.

Backstage with George Coloris on NOBODY LIVES FOREVER.

HE RAN ALL THE WAY with Norman Lloyd.

Brenda Marshall doesn’t feel like toasting in EAST OF THE RIVER.

Ida’s mad too in THE SEA WOLF.

But Frances Farmer is all loving looks in this photo anyway. They were friends from THE GROUP THEATRE. This photo promotes FLOWING GOLD.

#john garfield #frank sinatra #rosalind russell #Sinatra Swooner’s #ida lupino #frances farmer #joan crawford #jane russell #norman lloyd #lee strasberg #George coloris #Julie doing “stuff” with famous people

[shepscapades]

Super, super excited to announce this character design challenge event!! I’ve been wanting to do something like this for ages that’s kinda spread out to give people time to draw without too much rush or pressure, so this is my perfect excuse to get back into drawing and posting here while inviting people to join me while I have some downtime between semesters :]

I’ll be posting here at the start of each week with an elaboration of that week’s prompts, offering ideas, suggestions, and other stuff like that!

As the flyer suggests, anyone can participate, and feel free to @ me and use the tag #ShepsHermitDesign23 if you post! :D

I’m hoping a lot of people will feel inspired to join in and have fun with this, so please reblog to spread the word! I’ll be reblogging this a bunch throughout the week leading up to Monday the 5th, the start of Week 1 :]

If anyone has any questions, feel free to shoot me an ask!

Since everything is hand-written, I typed up a transcript of the announcement below:

SHEP’S HERMITCRAFT CHARACTER DESIGN EVENT

[4 weeks] – [2 Optional Prompts Per Week] – [Pick a Blorbo] – [Redesign Them!]

[The table in the green box is organized into 4 Weeks and the two prompts for each—The first, a “Fandom-Related Prompt”, and the second, a “Non-Fandom-Related Prompt”]

Week 1 (June 5-11) – A Non-Life-Series Hermit on their Red Life [OR] As a D&D Class

Week 2 (June 12-18) – Create-Mod-ificated [OR] Video Game Swap!

Week 3 (June 19-25) – As an Empires SMP Member (make up a new empire, or use someone else’s) [OR] As a classical work of art (or in the style of a famous painter/artist)

Week 4 (June 26 - July 2) – Outfit / Skin Swap with a MCYTer from a different fandom [OR] Horror-themed or as a Villain!

RULES & SUGGESTIONS

Anyone can participate! Participate as much or as little as you’d like!

The intention is that the prompts offer enough variety and intrigue to encourage people to pick one of the prompts to do for each week – But feel free to do both prompts, or only certain weeks, etc.!

The event was designed with Hermitcraft characters in mind, but feel free to apply prompts to any MCYT Blorbo!

Most importantly, have fun & Happy Drawing! :)

CHALLENGE MODE: Try all of your chosen prompts for the same character!

Post with the tag: #ShepsHermitDesign23

And feel free to @me if you post your designs/drawings! (@Shepscapades)

#hermitcraft #life series #hermitcraft fanart #empires smp #trafficsmp #character design #drawing challenge #how do i tag this awyawrghg #mcyt #art event #art challenge #ShepsHermitDesign23 #shepshermitdesign23 faq

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

Let's spread some positivity! Tag some of your fellow content creators here and let them know why they are absolutely amazing!❤️

This is a really sweet idea. I'm going to put my list below a cut, because it will be long.

@em-writes-stuff-sometimes - honestly, Em's fan fiction is better than actual published books I've read. You should be doing this professionally, bub, not publishing it for free for us morons on Tumblr. I'm forever amazed that someone with your brain wants to pal around with an idiot like me.

@valeskafics - your tenacity and the sheer volume with which you are able to write will never cease to amaze me. You're a powerhouse, Babybel. You don't have a masterlist, you have a fucking library, it's incredible.

@barbiedragon - your modern Daemon has me in a chokehold. You're also one of the few writers flying the flag for Vizzy 3 and I gobble up everything you write for him like I'm a shark and you've put chum in the water. Can't wait for Kinktober to see what you create!

The rest of this list is just ordered by date of when I followed the person, and expresses no particular favourtism:

@flowerpotmage - not quite so active in fandom anymore, but they're one of the few writers giving gender neutral readers some much needed representation, and their Aemond and Daemon fics are amazing.

@paintb0x - an amazing artist - some of the best I have seen for Ewan and his characters.

@sapphire-writes - I love Jo's modern AUs and her ability to put my heart through the wringer!

@timetravelingpenguin1066 - Eli is one of the sweetest people I've ever met. An incredible gif maker and a great fic writer.

@aemondx - Sili's gifs are wonderful and the kindness she dedicates to this fandom by making icons and headers for people is admirable.

@alicentive - Killy's gifs are insane and I love that she writes for the characters that don't get as much attention from fandom.

@marthawrites - Midnight Passages, you will always be famous.

@exitpursuedbyavulcan - Studious, my beloved. UPDATE WHEN? (sorry)

@targaryenrealnessdarling - I would die for Liz. She's not just an insanely talented writer, but an all round amazing person too, she makes this fandom a much nicer place to be.

@st-eve-barnes - Eve is out here giving the Aegon girlies the content they desperately need. I love her Aemond fics too!

@bottlesandbarricades - one of the funniest fuckers I've ever had the pleasure of speaking too. Only has one fic, but it's a banger, and her edits are unmatched. I will never get over space buns Aemond.

@toms-cherry-trees - more content for Peaky Blinders than HotD, but the Aemond fic is gold.

@just-some-random-blogger - a Daemon girlie, we love to see it! If entertaining reblogs were an Olympic sport then Hani is taking home the gold. Her fics are bonkers, and I love them.

@humanpurposes - Gee's writing is top notch, some of the best Aemond fics I've ever read.

@assortedseaglass - Hilde is one of my favourite writers. Ever. She could write instructions on how to put together IKEA furniture and I'd eat it up, she's that good.

@oneeyedvisenya - another of my favourite Aemond writers. Education is one of my top five fics of all time. So well written.

@lya-dustin - the speed with which Juli produces chapters is mindblowing. All Is Bliss is a great series.

I can only tag 20 accounts at a time, so I shall continue this in a reblog. I wasn't lying in previous ask, when I said my appreciation post would be phonebook sized.

#asked and answered

[freddiemercurylegendabovelegends]

Remembering David Bowie

8th January, 1947

David Bowie was born David Robert Jones in Brixton, South London, UK

Bowie paired with Queen in 1981 for a one-off single release, "Under Pressure".

🔸Rudi Dolezal: With what other people would, could you think of co-operating like you did with Bowie, and Jackson, on this unreleased stuff? What other people who are interesting to you

Freddie Mercury: No it depends, I mean I just um, I don't, I don't sort of think of those things, I mean sometimes you just meet friends and er, if you, if you think about er, doing a song together you talk about that, otherwise that's not what I think about all the time, I mean they're, Elton and I have been friends for a long time, but we never, we've actually sort of said to each other one day we probably go in there together and, and, and write a song, but it's, it's, it's better being friends, you know what I mean, and er, and the thing about it is, is spontaneity, so I mean, it's just er, if it happens that we're talking and suddenly we say 'oh, let's go in the studio and do it', that's the best thing, and that's what happened with David Bowie, we were just, he was just around, we were having dinner for a couple of days and we, we were recording in the studio and he just said 'oh, maybe I'll come in and just see what happens', so it wasn't planned, if it's planned then it's boring, because then it's just, and we were just going in there and, fooling around to see what happens, and suddenly there's this song started taking shape and we said 'oh that's quite nice, let's work on it a bit' and um, the result of that was 'Under Pressure' so. I'm not really um, I don't get up every morning and say OK which, who am I gonna work with today, that, those kind of things don't work

- Freddie Mercury

Extract from most famous interview, recorded at Musicland Studios, Munich, in early 1984, interviewed by Rudi Dolezal

(source: ultimatequeen.co.uk)

Pic: July 13, 1985, Live Aid, Wembley Stadium, London, UK - Freddie Mercury with David Bowie (1947-2016) backstage

📸 Photographer Denis O'Regan

#denis o'regan #david bowie #live aid #live aid 1985 #1985 #freddie mercury #queen band #london #zanzibar #legend #queen #brian may #john deacon #freddiebulsara #roger taylor

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 86- WINGS 8

Chapter Summary: After 3 years, Jennie finally dyes her hair for a BTS comeback and films her WINGS 8 Concept video.

Words: 9,000+

Author's Note: Some smol angst regarding Jimin's diet during the BST era. And mentions of anxiety. I apologize in advance :(

I'm going to create a smol chapter when it's around that time for the love yourself videos. I'd like to put my spin on it, not going too much into the crazy theories. I'm hoping to write more of Jen's story for it. And I wonder if I made it obvious who found Jennie for her WINGS video at the end of the chapter. I'll write about all that when it's around 2017 in the story. Some ideas sparked in my head when those videos were released years ago and I kept them in my old documents. I gotta revisit them and check out everything. 

 I had thought of this idea for her concept video and decided to just stick with it and have fun with it instead of stressing about making her fit "perfectly" in this comeback. Supernatural type of shiz. And I did some research on using a Damien quote from the book to add to it. I think it fits quite well imo.

I lost count of how many times I changed Jennie's WINGS song. It's getting ridiculous at this point. But for this, I decided to go a different route. Jennie has said that she wants to be a versatile artist, especially as she looked up to Rihanna as an inspiration for that, singing in different genres. 

I LOVE PVRIS! One of my favorite groups. I'm not too big on their new music and the direction they're going musically these days but am always vibing to their old stuff. I truly miss their old sound tbh.

I decided to choose a song called I Don't Wanna Do This Anymore from PVRIS' latest album, for Jen's song. I really like the vibe as it would showcase her skills on the launchpad and I love the lyrics. I'll probably switch it up a little bit. I wanted her song for WINGS to be blunt and a bit sad. Like literally she is telling people she does not want to do this anymore. She does not want to perform, she does not want to be famous, she wants out, which was how she felt during the situation of her sister's play and getting mobbed by all those people. So, she'll express those negative feelings in the song. And I thought of her changing the lyrics to be more optimistic as the song goes on. Maybe for the chorus. I even thought of the fan chant ARMY would do. She would sing negatively, and they'd respond positively. For instance, when RM sang "I wish I could love myself." for Reflection and ARMY shouted, "WE LOVE YOU!"

So yeah, I think that's it. I'm rambling but I'm not going to overthink it too much when it comes to her song for this album. I had a vision for her WINGS video and I kind of hope it makes sense. So I'm just going to go with the flow :) Happy reading!!

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Jennie made it back to America safely and Facetimed the boys to let them know. She was lying on her bed, feeling the jetlag as the boys expressed how much they were already missing her. After speaking to them, she finally had one on one time with Yoongi.

"And thanks again for the cookies. I tried to make them stretch but it was too good," he said. "Now I have to impatiently wait for you to return to make me some more,"

She giggled at that. "Sounds like a plan. I'm happy the mixtape is being well received,"

"Me too. So many streams on SoundCloud. Thank you again for your help,"

"Always. I knew it would do well,"

Once July 31/August 1 hit, How's This was finally released and Jennie got to watch the two Music Videos as well as the jacket shooting. She and Hyuna looked fun and the visuals were astounding. Now, of course, there were those kinds of fans that would complain that Jennie was acting 'too grown'. She already saw tweets about it with fans babying her and saying that she shouldn't act too sexy. But she chose to ignore it and just enjoy what she and Hyuna created.

She thought about the filming as she watched the jacket shooting video.

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Dressed in one of many outfits for the video, Jennie and Hyuna awaited instructions while they stood on the set that resembled a club different from the first music video.

"I'm getting more comfortable with this sexy vibe because of you. Doing this with you, I feel at ease. So, I am so stoked to be here with you today," Jennie told her with a smile.

Hyuna looked relieved. "I'm happy. I was a little nervous asking you if you wanted to do this. I sighed out of relief when I got confirmation that this collab was a go,"

When they saw that Cube wanted to film a documentary on this music video, they waved at the camera.

"Today Jennie is with me to film! I am so happy that she is a part of this fun song," Hyuna said, clapping her hands.

"Hi~!" Jennie hugged her from behind, waving to the camera. "We are ready to shoot~!"

"This is going to be fun! Stay tuned!"

Jennie let go of her and cheered, "Fighting!"

"Fighting!" she high fived her.

Jennie was filmed first and they started with shots of her being sexy and having fun inside the club while lip-syncing the song. Walking through the club, she met up with Hyuna who danced along with her. For How's This with the version with Jennie in it, the choreography was different and looked more fluid instead of all the body shaking. In Jen's opinion, this choreography fit better for the song after working on new moves with Hyuna. They performed the choreography in the crowd and then did some twerking shots.

As the crew prepared for the next take, the camera showed Jen and Hyuna talking again.

"How was the first music video shoot?" Jennie asked.

"It was fun! It went well. I kissed one of the guys on camera," Hyuna felt flustered about the mature kiss.

"OOP!" Jen covered her mouth, making her giggle and hold onto her. She turned to the camera and repeated herself, "OOP!"

For another shot, after an outfit change, Hyuna and Jennie danced together behind a background. It reminded them of a honeycomb as they lip-synced.

Before Jen knew it, she was in the area she wanted to film at the most. The DJ booth.

"My happy place. Look at it. I am in love," she pointed over to the DJ booth. "Errbody throw yo hands up, we getting' hot, hot, hot, hotter!" she sang her verse from fire cutely before giggling.

When filming commenced, she approached the DJ and asked if she could take over. Winking at him, she placed the headset on and began mixing for the party while dancing around. The party got more lively once she began to DJ while Hyuna joined her as they lip-synced the chorus.

eottae igeon eottae

eottae chumchuja

Up dwae igeon Up dwae

Up dwae chumchuja

Jen was filmed all over the place for her shots. Hyuna had a lot of shots already from the previous music video and Cube just needed more Jen and then her together with Hyuna. Shots consisted of her lying across a table while lip-syncing, dancing on the table, then filmed against the wall as she flipped her hair and swayed her hips around.

"Is this too much?" Jen giggled as she watched her shots with Hyuna.

'As if looks could kill. Her piercing gaze against the screen flusters Jennie'

"Oh no, I bit my lip," she laughed. "I didn't even notice. Pure instinct. We look good, though,"

The last shot consisted of a dance battle. Jennie had a group of black dancers with her against Hyuna and her dancers.

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Jennie smiled at the memory and was excited to perform it live near award season. After watching the videos, she scrolled through Twitter and saw what was going on. BlackPink had recently debuted and she loved their debut music videos. Although she was still hurt about 2NE1, she loved seeing new groups debut.

But because one of the BlackPink members was also named Jennie, it started some fan wars, which made no sense at all.

'Netizens compare BTS' Jennie to BlackPink's Jennie. Who is better?' read the latest controversial ALLKPOP article.

It didn't sit right with BlackPink and BTS fans as the comment section was filled with mixed reactions. It was drama waiting to explode.

'So we have a Black Jennie and a Korean Jennie'

'There can only be ONE Jennie and I choose BTS' Jennie'

'BP's Jennie is what BTS' Jennie wishes she was'

'Ugh STOP already'

'I think BTS' Jennie is better.'

'BP's Jennie has more charisma. BTS' Jennie still hasn't shown what she is all about. Her part in fire was cute but I wish she did more. I kinda gave up on her as my bias and moved on to Jimin'

'LOL I bet BTS' Jennie is threatened by BP's Jennie'

'BlackPink's Jennie showed more effort and energy in her debut than BTS' Jennie. Just stating facts. I'd take BlackPink's debut over BTS' any day'

'Jennie and Jennie. I love it. I hope they meet'

'Are you serious?!'

'Ew wtf is this article?'

'BlackPink's Jennie is still a rookie. She has a long way to go before getting up to BTS' Jennie's level'

'Can you not? This is disrespectful to both girls. They both are doing great'

'I'm tired of people comparing groups. Just love and support both'

'I hope they become friends'

'Eh...BP's Jennie is better and prettier. She wears better outfits too. BTS' Jennie has been looking rough for a while. She gained a few pounds too. I miss her debut look'

'Who cares? They both flop'

'BlackPink's Jennie ain't even all that.'

'The difference is BlackPink's Jennie knows how to rap. BTS' Jennie's little Full Moon cover wasn't that great. She annoying af'

'BTS' Jennie just doesn't have that IT factor like BP's Jennie does.'

'I like Blackpink's Jennie more'

''Stop pitting women against women. It's disgusting'

'Delete this article. They're both great'

Jennie frowned and rolled her eyes at the name of the article and scrolled past to look at something more positive. It seemed like they were trying to get her to reply and react but she refused. First, they did this with Alex Reid, and now BlackPink's Jennie. It needed to stop. She was not going to be the "mean girl" that the media wanted her to be and make people think that she hated or was jealous of other female idols like Alex and Jennie Kim.

The last thing she was going to do was let the media try to make her think negatively about someone whom she hadn't met. She refused to be sucked into this jealous and petty scenario with BlackPink's Jennie. She was excited about what BlackPink would be doing and wished the best for them.

Suddenly she received a notification from V-Live about Hobi going live and began to watch it.

"Oh, that's right. Bangtan is in Japan for their concerts," she murmured.

"We had our concert, tonight. It didn't feel the same without Munchkin with us. Jennie, if you are watching, I hope you are doing well," Hobi said on camera in his hotel room.

"Doing good, missing you guys," she sighed.

But then something weird happened on the live. The comments started bringing up other members. Fans then began to ask for Jungkook, V, Jimin, and Yoongi.

"No, they didn't..." Jennie looked on in disbelief at the comments.

All Hobi wanted was to spend time with Armies and now this happened. It made her upset and then she watched as he went to Jimin's room and then left abruptly after a few minutes. Jimin was also stunned because it was Hobi's phone on the live so what in the world?

Unable to keep her thoughts to herself, she went to Twitter to tweet about it.

'Are you KIDDING me? Did you REALLY just ask for other members while J-Hope was trying to talk to you? #Jen'

'No, like really the amount of disrespect is completely unacceptable. The hell is wrong with some of y'all? #Jen'

'You got me ALL the way f'ed up! Don't ever do that to Hobi #Jen'

'We take time out of our day to talk to you one on one but you ask for the others? You need to consider our feelings and how bad it makes us feel. #Jen'

Her tweets blew up and spread like wildfire as fans were commenting sorry and tweeted sad emojis. A lot agreed with her tweets while some others began to complain that she was overreacting.

'I know right!? Like how dare them?!'

'Ennie, we're sorry'

'These fans are so disrespectful. Please don't think all ARMY are like this.'

'I am so bothered by them doing that crap.'

'omg shut up,'

'You must be one of them asking for other members if you're telling her to shut up. YOU shut up! Jennie is speaking facts!'

'What are you so extra for? Calm down,'

'Here she goes always sticking her nose in everyone's business. All the way in America. Just stay in America and go away,'

'I cannot believe they did that. Ugh'

'GO OFF SIS! This infuriates me! Hobi don't deserve this'

'I'm so sad...'

'We don't deserve him'

'I cannot believe this. And they call themselves an Army?'

'Yeah...my heart is broken'

'IM SOOOOO MAD!'

'The sweetest sunshine ever and gets treated like this. I want to cry'

Jen then tweeted one final tweet before going on a social media break.

'ARMY, don't apologize to me. Apologize to Hobi...#Jen'

Later that evening after Jimin ended the live that was supposed to be him and Hobi, she facetimed him after he got his phone back.

"Hey, Jennie," J-Hope greeted with a fake smile but she saw right through it.

"Nah uh. Don't do that. Screw them for making you feel like that,"

"It's okay. Don't worry about it," he shook his head. "They just want to see the other members,"

"No. I will worry about it. You're upset and bummed out. I understand. I wish I was there to take you out and treat you to food or something. That was so rude of them and they are so ungrateful. Those aren't real fans. Don't let them get to you, okay? You have real fans who love and appreciate you. Love and respect you. Love and support you," she went on as he listened.

"Hobi, they can call me annoying or whatever for my tweets, I don't care. What just happened was wrong and unfair," she declared. "And if you don't want to be vocal about it, then I will because I refuse to sit here and let people do this to you. You don't deserve that. You should get just as much love and affection as the rest of us. I love and cherish you. Always. Don't ever forget that. I'm going to always have your back,"

Hobi broke out into a huge smile at her words and began to feel better. "Thank you, Jennie. I appreciate you cheering me up,"

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While being home, Jen spent the majority of her time in her room which was also her mini studio. Although she wasn't physically there with the group to work on their upcoming album, she still did her part and sent in her vocals and instrumentals.

For the WINGS album, she was going to be more involved in the music. For now, everyone is focused on their solo songs. She was first involved in working on Jungkook's song, Begin. Since she had been home, Jungkook had sent her his vocals and asked if he sounded OK. Every time was better than the last which boosted his confidence as he recorded. Jennie's role in his song was to play the guitar.

With her headphones on her ears, she played the guitar smoothly under his angelic vocals. Begin was about his journey to Seoul and meeting Bangtan. It was beautiful. The lyrics did not mention her but talked more about the rest of the boys. His brothers. Jungkook kept apologizing to her about it and said he had something planned for her in the future. She was not bothered by it at all and understood. If anything, her curiosity towards what he had planned for her rose as she thought about what he was going to do.

After sending the music back to Big Hit, she got confirmation that it was great and continued working on the rest of her assigned songs. Next up was Jimin's song called Lie. She worked on the background vocals and guitar for his song. Out of every solo song by the guys, this one was her favorite and she was so proud of him for his efforts. She couldn't help but smile as she listened to the demo track after putting her recorded guitar chords in it.

Closing her eyes, she began to focus on the emotion of the song and pondered on her background vocals. This song was about lying and the conflict due to lies and temptation. So, she wanted to try to have some emotion and desperation in her vocals to fit the tone. She recorded her light breathy 'yeahs' in the beginning and sang 'Naega malhae' under his voice.

Be smooth like a like a snake

beoseonago sipeunde

Hearing an opening instrumental part after his voice, she hummed but shook her head, stopping the song.

"Nah...maybe it should be better. Humming is too common. I should do something different," she pondered, taking off her headphones.

She spent the next hour working on what would fit during that part. Her notebook with crossed out words and random lyrics was all over her papers as she worked on thinking what would work for his song. She wanted something to pop and to be memorable.

"Ah...woo...woo." she wrote down. 

She began to sing it out several times in diverse ways until she found a tone that fit with the song. 

"I should make it a little haunting when I edit it. A tad bit of autotune or something..."

Putting her headphones back on, she stood by her microphone and pressed record as it played Jimin's song. The first opening notes were clear enough to give listeners one hell of an eargasm. The producers that put the violin and other string instruments were geniuses.

"Yeah," she said in a high, breathy tone while looking at her notebook in her hands.

As soon as Jimin's voice filled her ears, she sang softly under his vocals, "Naege malhae..."

Neoui dalkomhan misoro naege

"Naege malhae..."

soksagideut nae gwitgae malhae

"Yeah. Don't be like a prey, be smooth like a like a snake,"

beoseonago sipeunde

Finding that inner strength in her voice, she belted out, "Ah woo woo~"

naegeseo tteona tteona tteonajwo

naegeseo tteona tteonajwo

"Ah woo woo~"

mworado nareul nareul guhaejwo

nareul guhaejwo

This song was such a bop as she swayed around to the song, focused.

gyesokdwae domangchyeobwado

geojit soge ppajyeoisseo

Caught in a lie!

"I'm drowning, I'm losing myself. I can't disobey, I can't break away..." she sang emotionally under his vocals.

nae useumeul dollyeonwajwo

Caught in a lie!

"This torment gets worse every day."

i gotongeseo heeonal su eobseo

beolbanneun nareul guhaejwo

After recording everything multiple times, she went on to edit and made sure her vocals fit nicely under his. Things were coming together as that bright smile appeared on her face. She was so satisfied with this. She hoped he and the producers like it when they did their final touches.

Her phone buzzed and she sat back in her seat to read a text from Jimin.

Jimin: Ennie, I know you're awake! Don't stress over it too much. Get some sleep, okay? We can work on the song tomorrow.

Jen: Facetime me. I just sent you what I created :D

It didn't take long for them to be on Facetime together as Jimin was thrilled to see her face.

"Ennie! What time is it over there?"

"Late but it's okay," she said and yawned.

"You should really go to bed. You look so sleepy," he looked concerned for her when he noticed her tired eyes.

"I know, I know. I will."

"I miss you," he pouted.

"And I miss you, too. Don't worry, I'll be back in Korea before you know it,"

"Well, I hope it's soon! It's not the same without you here," the 95 Liner shook his head. "The guys...I...we're kind of all over the place without our Bangtan Girl to keep us in order. We're a bit of a mess. It's weird without you. We just want you to come home,"

His words made her heart leap as she felt emotional, yet again. But then the word 'home' struck her. She was already 'home' in America. But the fact that he said 'home' as in living with them in Korea made tears appear in her eyes.

"Jimin..." she smiled sadly. "It won't be much longer, I hope. Being away from you and everyone else in Korea is a struggle. As soon as I come back, I will nap this jetlag off and we can all go out to eat,"

"I would like that very much, Ennie. So, you wanted me to call you?"

"Yes. Check the email. I sent my work for your song. I hope it sounds okay."

"Wait, you finished it?! All of it? Your background vocals and all?"

"Yeah! I just gotta finish up Stigma and the others,"

"You worked on it so quickly."

"Well, you are a priority," she smiled softly, earning an adorable eye smile from him.

Him a priority? That made his heart leap.

"I played around with it and I like how it sounds. Play it. If you like it, I will send it to the producers to see if they give it the OK. And if you want me to change something, let me know."

Opening up the file, Jimin played it for both of them. The look in his eyes when he heard her guitar was priceless.

"Oh-my-God," he blurted out in English, causing her to laugh. "They have to accept this! This is-this is so good! Thank you for doing this for me. I hope this version makes it on the album after they do their final touches. And if they reject it, let us release it on SoundCloud. Army should hear this,"

"Sounds like a plan,"

After shutting down her computer and ending her call, Jen sat on her bed and tuned in to Jin's Eat Jin V-Live on her laptop. There he was with Jungkook and Jimin rambling about various things. And they had her cracking up with their bickering when they playfully fought over snacks.

But once fans brought up Jennie in the comments, her heart ached as she realized how much she missed the guys. Especially Jungkook. She missed his hugs. How he would hold her firmly and gaze down at her with that adorable smile of his. This visa needed to hurry up and go through. She wanted to wrap her arms around her man again.

"How is Jennie?" Jin read the comment. "My sweetie is doing fine. She has been working very hard. Please look forward to her return. Jennie, you are missed dearly,"

She let out a chuckle, "I miss you, too..."

"I miss your baking, too," he added, making her laugh at the screen. "Bake for me when you come back. Just don't tell the others,"

"We're sitting right here, Hyung!" Jimin called out. "Bake for me, not him!"

"Hush!" Jin playfully smacked him while Jungkook laughed. Turning back to the camera like he knew she was watching, he continued. "The dorm doesn't smell that great without your bath and body works items. You know, the ones you always buy for us. Please return soon and get the visa straightened out. I look at your picture in my wallet every day," he showed Armies the photo of him and her back in 2015.

"He still has that picture?" Jen murmured as she smiled.

"Jungkookie misses her the most," Jimin teased, making the Golden Maknae blush and look down shyly.

"Of course, she's my best friend. I bet she misses me more than you two," Jungkook added.

"Lies! I am Jennie's favorite," Jin stated.

Laughing, Jennie went on to text Jungkook.

Jen: Awwww this live is too cute. I miss you guys, more. I'll be back soon. P.S: I miss you the most, Kookie. I love you. Can't wait to hug and kiss you again

Ding!

The sound of bells was heard as Jungkook looked down at his phone. He read her text with a big smile and looked up at the camera like he felt her looking back at him. It made her heart flip and her face warm up with the way he stared at the camera. Meanwhile, Armies were gushing over the loving gaze Jungkook was showing out of nowhere.

'Why tf is he staring so hard like that?! He looks so hot!'

'Omg Jungkook is showing so much boyfriend material right now.'

'That stare! He's making me blush!'

'Jungkook a warning would have been nice!'

"Who was that?" Jin asked.

"Jennie. She's watching the live," Jungkook smiled brightly.

"She texted YOU and not me!?" he complained.

"Hey, that ringtone sounded familiar. Like a bell. Why a bell?" Jimin teased.

"No reason, Hyung. I thought it sounded nice," Jungkook shrugged.

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The next day, Jennie started to work on her solo song. Bangtan's solos were supposed to go by age. The plan was for her song to be the first but Big Hit switched it and made her song last. The boys had begun filming for their WINGS films while she hadn't yet. A lot of big things will be happening for this comeback. One of them was her hair was finally going to get dyed. She was nervous because everyone had anticipated her having a new hair color since debut and she wanted it to be worth the wait.

With her solo song, she thought the lyrics and instrumentals were fine. But every time she sent it to the producers, they told her something was missing and it frustrated her. How come everyone else's song was fine but her song was getting the most criticism? Her song was different. Experimental even. This wasn't a sound that is usually in BTS. She'd showcase her DJ skills on the launch pad and guitar.

"Do you feel like singing today?" Pdogg asked as she sat on a video call with him and Slow Rabbit.

Jennie furrowed her eyebrows. "Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?"

"Because to me, it seems like you don't feel like singing,"

She sighed sharply, trying to not let her annoyance get to her. "I'm doing the best I can,"

"It's missing something, Jennie. It's almost there but something is missing," Slow Rabbit added.

"Look, this is the best I can do," she exclaimed.

"No, it isn't," he shook his head. "I know you can do better to make this song even more enhanced. Shout it out. Scream it,"

"I'm trying to shout it,"

"Well, you aren't shouting it," Pdogg said. "You need to dig down deep and sing out what you're feeling for this song,"

"Here, take a break from working on your song, today. Work on the guitar for 2! 3! and Lost. Send it when you're finished," Slow Rabbit said.

"Fine," she nodded and ended the call. 

She sighed loudly out of annoyance and ran her hair back with her hands.

"Fuck my life..." she complained.

She didn't want to work on anything at this point, she was so bothered by what they told her. After a moment of getting herself together, she did what she was told, playing the guitar for Lost and 2! 3! 

After she sent it in, she was praised for her efforts and had the rest of the day off from working on music. But her song continued to be on her mind. How much better can she do for this song? What else did they want? What was missing? She did want to sing. She sang as passionately as she could.

"What do you want me to do...?" she complained softly.

She went back to the document for her song and stripped all her vocals to start over. She listened to the instrumental of her song and sighed, understanding what she had to do.

'You want me to go back to that dark place...' she thought.

She didn't want to. She didn't want to think about it. She even had second thoughts about picking this song for this album but it was way too late to change now. This song was to express how she felt the day she got mobbed during her sister's play. Sure, it happened last year but that anxiety she felt and the whole experience still traumatized her. All those hate comments, the pressure, the high expectations, and the growing fame, began to overwhelm her as she realized that she was not a normal teenager anymore.

She'd always appear to have a smile on her face but deep down she was scared and in the back of her mind would always wonder when this would all come crashing down. 

That dreaded day of Vienna's play made Jen want to stop performing entirely and just go back home and deal with school, no longer being in the spotlight. To try to grasp what normality she had left. But after the support from everyone after that incident, she wanted to try to face all that negativity and destroy it with positive thoughts once and for all. This would be a start to that. To sing about it and twist it to optimism.

As she sat by her desk, she put her headphones on.

"Okay...let's go back to that nightmare..."

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After crying, belting out high notes, and singing out her pain, she made the producers happy with her new and improved vocals and took a break from singing to dance.

Jen continued practicing the choreography for Blood, Sweat, and Tears, which will be BTS' comeback song in October. She was in the living room, performing a demo version of the song while Vienna and Alani were on their phones chilling nearby. Mr. Son and J-Hope sent her videos of where she will be and her choreography for the comeback.

It was...very sexy. This seemed like it was going to be a sexy comeback.

As she worked on perfecting her movements, she sent them recordings of her craft to get feedback.

After dancing for a few hours, she took a break and watched Family Guy with her sisters on the couch.

Buzz Buzz Buzz

A video from Jimin? What was he up to now? Since she left, the boys had sent her funny videos and photos. This was probably one of them.

"Ooo another video? Let's watch it! They crack me up!" Alani said.

"Yeah, why not?" Jennie pressed play while her sisters joined her in to watch.

The video showed Jimin, V, and Jungkook goofing around and practicing BST in the practice room.

"Jungkook! Imagine the floor is Jennie!" Jimin called out.

Out of nowhere, Jungkook did his signature handstand for the song, slowly lowering himself on the floor to grind against it.

"Jennie..." he said in a low voice, smirking at the camera.

"AHHHHHHH~!" her sisters screamed around her while Jen dropped her phone and shrieked.

"He did NOT just do that!" Alani shouted.

"And said your name like that! Are you two-"

"No!" Jen exclaimed, cutting Vienna off with her face flushed.

"You sure!?"

"Yes!"

"I dunno man, that sounded like that's not the first time he said your name like that~!" Alani added.

"Oh my God! Stop!" Jennie covered her face.

Vienna grabbed the phone and replayed it so they could watch the entire video. Her sisters continued to freak out around her from his floor grind.

Jennie was NOT expecting a video like this. She thought it would be meme faces. Not him grinding against the floor.

'Wow, I wish I was under him...' she thought before shaking the dirty thoughts away.

My gosh, what was he doing to her? Everything he was doing made her squirm.

After he finished grinding on the floor, Jin was heard yelling to stay professional while Jimin and V laughed.

Her sisters kept replaying the video, expressing how surprised they were.

"Is this really your boyfriend? Because whew, the duality...girl..." Vienna fanned herself.

"I'm a little nervous about how he can turn into such a cute boy to something like this," Alani added.

"Right? He is so adorable and then he ends up popping out like this. No wonder so many girls swoon over him. Jen, watch out for all them female idols after your man," she teased.

"You know, you were staring kind of hard at the screen," Alani called Jennie out.

"I was not!" Jennie exclaimed as she grabbed her phone.

"She's so flustered," Vienna laughed with Alani.

Alani snatched the phone from her hands and ran to their mom who walked out of the kitchen to see what the ruckus was about.

"Mom! Get a load of this!" Alani laughed.

"Stop it! Give it! Mom, it's not what it looks like! Get off me, V!" Jen shouted as Vienna held her down while Alani showed the video.

"Um...what is he doing to my youngest?" their mom asked, wondering what the heck was happening.

"Nothing! Nothing at all! He was just messing around!" Jen said and got let go.

"You think he was? He looked pretty serious," Vienna teased.

He was just joking...right?

Or perhaps he wasn't. Because her head began to go crazy with the way he said her name so low like that. It'll be something that wouldn't be out of her mind for a while as she plotted a way to get him back for making her so flustered in front of her family.

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With Jimin and V, they waited for her to reply. Curious as to why she had not responded yet, they looked back at the message and saw that she had read it. The two burst out into laughter.

"Jungkook, I think you killed your girlfriend," Jimin giggled.

"I did?" he asked, surprised. "What happened?"

"She hasn't responded to the video and left us on read this entire time," V laughed.

"I-I didn't make her uncomfortable, did I?" Jungkook asked with worry.

"Nah, don't worry, it's the other way around, Jungkookie! Hehe, you'll see. Just give her a moment to pull herself together. I'm sure she's quite flustered as we speak because of you," Jimin smiled confidently.

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Back with Jennie, she continued to pull herself together. This man may just be the death of her. She then thought about the time she and Jungkook performed the coming of age ceremony in the practice room and recorded themselves. Man, those lyrics...

Jen: Jimin wtf!?

Jen: Wtf is he grinding on the floor so hard for!?

Jimin: kekekeke it took you a while to reply. You liked it, didn't you!?

Yes. Yes, she did.

Very much actually. To the point, she wanted to be the floor.

Jen: Okay yes but he needs to calm tf down! He can't be doing stuff like that when I'm not there! I'm suffering here!

Jen: omfg wait don't tell him I said that!

Jimin: Tell Jungkook. Okay. Got it

Jen: Jimin! NO!

"She liked it," Jimin laughed and showed Jungkook the messages.

Jungkook laughed, feeling his cheeks warm up. A large part of him felt relieved that she liked it. 

Maybe they could make it a reality soon.

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As the days went by she continued to finish up working on the choreography, and went to Facetime with Jimin. Things were beginning to appear...off about him. And the sad part about it was that she knew.

She knew all too well what was going on.

She didn't want to believe it. She thought that her mind was playing tricks on her but his face was slimming down at a rapid rate and it began to worry her.

"Jimin?" she called out his name softly after he stopped laughing at his story about pranking Hobi.

"Yes, Ennie?"

"Did you eat today?"

Jimin's stomach dropped at her question. Of all days she had to be so observant. He would only eat once a day and tried not to eat a lot to lose as much weight as possible for their next comeback. It was an intense choice and he had already been feeling the side effects such as dizziness and fainting as he tried to work hard on his dancing.

"Yeah, why?" he lied, feeling his heart ache.

He hated lying to her. He knew she would do anything to get him to stop if she had known what he was doing in Korea.

Jennie narrowed her eyes slightly, watching his body language.

'You're lying to me...' she thought sadly.

"I dunno, to me you just look a little smaller in the face," she admitted.

"I'm eating, don't you worry, Ennie," he flashed her an eye smile

"I really hope you are..." she murmured. "Just take care of yourself, please. Promise me that?"

"...I promise."

"Okay...I have to go. I'll talk to you later,"

"A-all right. Bye Ennie,"

"Bye, Chim Chim," she ended the call and exhaled.

"I truly hope you're okay..." she murmured, fearing for the worst.

After her conversation with him, she scrolled on Twitter to check out what Armies had been saying about her while she was away. She was pleased to see how much she was missed.

'I'm so upset Jennie isn't in the ISAC this time because of her visa.'

That made her realize that today was the day everyone would be filming for ISAC. She was bummed she couldn't play volleyball this year. Instead, she would be cheering Bangtan on miles away whenever they sent her videos and photos.

'Whatever team she was supposed to be in volleyball would have won'

'ISAC probably made sure to schedule it when she couldn't attend since they know the other girl idols can't beat her in volleyball. Their loss'

'ISAC knows damn well Jennie will beat every single female idol in volleyball. They just don't want her to shine. They did that for The Boss Is Watching. We didn't forget!'

Snickering at the comment and agreeing, Jennie went on and liked it on BTS' Twitter which quickly got a reaction from fans.

'OMG I KNOW SHE WAS THE ONE THAT LIKED IT!'

'She liked!!'

'Who else would like it from their page? Jennie knows what's up!'

'Ooooo she's watching us'

'Lmaooooo she knows!'

'She soooo petty. The shade!'

'This confirms it!'

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With Jungkook, after filming for the show, he went to visit Namjoon in his studio. He had a lot on his mind regarding his relationship with Jennie. And he felt like Namjoon was the best person to talk to.

"Hyung," Jungkook spoke up.

"Jungkook," he greeted with a smile and gestured for him to come in. "What brings you here?"

"I uh...can I talk to you? I figured you were the best one to talk to about something like this,"

"Yeah, of course. Shut the door and take a seat,"

As soon as Jungkook plopped down on the seat next to him, he sighed. "It's about Jennie,"

"Is everything all right between you two? I know you've been feeling down because of the distance,"

"I'm fine. And yeah, things are great. It's just that...well she...she's just...on my mind a lot lately and I can't stop thinking about her in that way."

Namjoon immediately knew what he meant and nodded. 

So, it was about that time, huh? 

He had a feeling this was going to be happening sooner or later with how touchy he's been with her, lately. And with that floor grinding video, it didn't just look like a simple video to mess with her.

"I had a feeling this was going to happen sooner or later. Have you told her any of this?"

"No, I...I want to but part of me chickens out,"

"You two talk about everything. Why do you think this conversation will be different?"

"I just don't want to turn her off or scare her away, I guess. Or make things awkward if she's not ready like I am,"

"Communication is key and Nini is extremely understanding. You're overthinking it. She loves you and is not going to be scared away that easily. When you feel ready, speak to her about this. And make sure you two are alone for this conversation. Not when the boys are around and acting loud,"

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After spinning around in her seat, Jennie played what she had worked on for Taehyung's solo song, Stigma. She helped with the background vocals with jazzy oohs and ahs. She smiled at how his voice sounded. His high note was astonishing to hear and she couldn't wait to hear it live when they go on tour.

For Suga's solo, First Love, she played the guitar for it and noticed the hidden melody of So Far Away which had gotten her emotional.

"Take a break!" a loud voice startled her. Jennie turned her head to see Alani by her door, arms crossed. "You've been on that thing all day. A break won't hurt. The album ain't going nowhere. And you finished everything so just chill for once,"

"Nooooo, I feel like there is still work to be done," Jen complained.

Alani simply rolled her eyes and left.

"Well, that was easy to get her to leave me alone," she murmured.

While she continued working, she suddenly heard music blasting which happened to be Rihanna's Pon De Replay. Before she knew it, Vienna and Alani came in with a large speaker, dancing.

Come, Mr. DJ, song pon de replay

Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?

"Oh my God..." Jennie covered her face with her hands, laughing softly. "Really?"

"Come on~! Living room, let's go!" Alani said over the music, holding the speaker.

"Rihanna dance party! Take a break! No more album work, today!" Vienna grabbed Jennie and dragged her downstairs with them.

After Alani set the speaker on the floor, she continued to dance around Jennie with Vienna.

"No more thinking about work today. Loosen up and dance with us. It's Rihanna! Come on~!" Alani exclaimed, earning a sigh from her youngest sister. "If you ready to move say,'"

"Yeah, yeah!" Jen sang with a smile.

"One time for your mind say it,"

"Yeah, yeah!" her smile got wider and she joined in to dance with them. "Well, I'm ready for ya, come let me show ya. You want to groove, I'ma show you how to move. Come, come,"

"There you go~!" Vienna cheered.

It was good to take a break and Jen was thankful for her sisters. She did feel overwhelmed with this album dropping in October. There were high expectations and she wanted to make sure she did everything she could to make the songs great with the small role she was given.

Where Have You Been came on as Vienna tried to remember the choreography.

Where have you been?

'Cause I never see you out

Are you hiding from me, yeah?

Somewhere in the crowd

"I learned it in a dance class a while back. Hold on," Vienna began to think as she stood in the middle of her sisters.

Once the beat dropped, she executed the dance break with no errors while her sisters followed her.

"Oh~! I remember! From the music video!" Alani added.

"When Rihanna and the dancers did that pose that looked like an eye? Top tier!" Jen praised.

"Yeah, that was the coolest thing," Vienna beamed.

As songs like What's My Name, Hard, and Umbrella came on, the trio sang their hearts out while bouncing around the living room and on the couch. Once Breakin' Dishes blasted on the speaker, they became excited since it was one of their favorite Rihanna songs.

"I was waiting for this one!" Vienna yelled happily.

"Are we singing it like we usually do?" Jennie asked with anticipation.

"Let's switch it up!" Alani suggested.

"All right, I'll go," Vienna offered.

He been gone since 3:30

"3:30!" Jen shouted.

Been coming home lately at 3:30

"3:30!"

As the chorus came on, the trio danced around, pretending to be angry while shouting out the lyrics.

I'm breakin' dishes up in here, all night

I ain't gon' stop until I see police lights

"I'm still waiting, come through the door. I'm killing time, you know, bleaching your clothes!" Jennie sang the second verse like she was tired of a man's BS. "I'm roasting marshmallows on the fire. And what I'm burning is your attire. I'm getting restless,"

"Uh!" Alani shouted.

"I'm getting tested!"

"Let him know!"

"And I can't believe he's always out every night and never checks in!"

"He cheating?"

"Is he cheating? Man, I don't know. I'm looking 'round for something else to throw!" Jennie grabbed a pillow and threw it.

After spending the next hour partying to Rihanna's songs, Jennie went to plug in her music and pressed shuffle. Fall Out Boy's Irresistible came on which made her smile.

"Hey, didn't you make a cover of this song recently?" Vienna asked.

"Uh huh!" she beamed, thinking about the series of covers she had done and posted on BTS' SoundCloud for ARMY.

"Did Fall Out Boy notice you, yet?"

"Yeah! I met them! They're so cool! I hope we can collaborate, soon!"

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With Matt Rife, he continued to search on social media about Jennie, getting to understand who she was and what she did. He even checked out some fan accounts about her and thought she was even cuter than he anticipated. What surprised him the most was that she was taking self-defense classes. Her teacher had posted a recent video of her throwing him over her hip for a quick takedown after grappling him. Matt was astonished by how strong she was.

What a beauty.

He scrolled through the comments as fans geeked out that she was doing fine in America and raved about how strong she was.

'Omg she really did that!'

'I feel bad for the members if they try to mess with her now, lol'

'RIP Jin! She's preparing for their wrestling match!'

'Can she throw me like that on the ground?'

'If she throws me like that, I would say thank you'

'She can punch me in the face anytime!'

'MOM!'

'Wow, she's so strong'

'I love that she's taking self-defense classes. I want to take them now.'

Soon after, he couldn't help himself and wrote a comment too.

'@JJennie_JW you can throw me like that anytime ;)'

And of course, he was told by Armies to back off.

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For a while, ARMY began to notice a shift in Jungkook's demeanor. He did not seem as happy as he usually was and his jokes weren't common like they used to be. Sure he'd smile and laugh whenever he was with the members but the truth was that this distance between him and Jennie was difficult to adjust to. It did make him ponder about this being a preview for when he goes off to the military.

Twitter noticed his attitude change and made threads about him being unhappy. Along with that, people were asking about Jennie and her future with BTS because it seemed like she wasn't doing anything or being involved anymore.

'Okay WHERE is Jennie? Thread'

'Guys Jennie has not been active with BTS in a while. She has not been with them for their recent concerts or V-Lives and I am worried something bad happened'

The thread went on to come up with various theories on the matter while armies were quick to put in their two cents.

'I hope she isn't leaving BTS.'

'Yeah, where tf is she? And she hasn't posted anything in a while! That's unusual! BTS stay posting but there is nothing about her these days'

'They talk about her on vlive so that's a good sign things are fine, right?'

'You think she fought with a member or something?'

'Come to think of it, maybe that's why Jungkook has been looking off these days. They may have fought and aren't on speaking terms'

'Like you see the body language of Jungkook lately? They had a bad argument and aren't friends anymore'

'What? What kind of mess is that? That's a dumb theory'

'You guys are dumb. It's her VISA'

'A visa doesn't take that long to go through. She should be back by now'

'Come to think of it, yeah, you may be right. I'm sure things are finished by now and she could come back to Korea'

'I think her visa is taking longer than usual and that's why. Relax,'

'Maybe Big Hit is just letting her spend more time with her family like the perfect company they are!'

'Nah, Big Hit is sabotaging her. She should be back with Bangtan'

'No, they're probably letting her spend more time in America before coming back. They're a great company and allowing her to spend time with her family. Calm down'

'No, they're not a great company! They are ruining her! She needs to get out of there. I hate seeing her inactive'

'All y'all need to just trust that things with Jennie are going to be fine. Stop making everyone anxious about this. Jennie is still with BTS'

Since Jennie still couldn't go back to Korea yet, the staff decided to fly to America to film her Wings 8 video. They rented a big space to make sure they had all they needed for the short film. The company decided to have her video and song be the last ones out of the group. The solo videos were going to begin getting released around September 4th and her video was scheduled for September 19th before they changed plans and made her show up last.

Despite working on the album, Big Hit still wanted her to remain off social media. It had been hard since she wanted to engage with fans and shout out other idol groups for their comebacks like Monsta X and Got7 but she did what she was told.

'Short Film Making Story'

'#Evermore'

With the camera filming her getting ready, she happily waved to it and began to speak.

"Hey, it's your girl Jennie and today I am here to film my Wings short film! And look! My hair is finally dyed! Frickin red! Ahhh~!" she cutely jumped up and down and showed it off before letting the stylist continue their work. "Now y'all can stop asking me every single comeback! I mean look at this! Look! This hair is amazing! I look so good! I'm glad I went through with it. Red looks great on me! Rihanna vibes!"

"She cried," the stylist put her on blast.

'Miss Bangtan Is Put On Blast'

Jennie stared at the stylist, astounded. "I-I didn't cry!"

"Yes, you did. You were like, 'Oh God please let my hair be okay. Please don't let it fall out or get damaged,'" the stylist teased.

"Shut it!"

Jen went over to the set that looked similar to an airport as she wore jeans and a black and white hoodie with a messy bun.

"I have no idea what the guys are doing for their short films," she added. "But since I'm here in America, the staff came here so we can film. Even though I'm having some visa issues, that doesn't mean I'm stopping my bag. We're making this work. I want you to see a different side of me for this comeback. I hope you look forward to it and keep cheering me on,"

She was given a bag to carry as the stylists did the finishing touches to her hair and makeup. 

"I'm supposed to be playing three people today," she announced to the camera with a nervous expression. "My regular self as you see now and then my dark and good personas. Kind of like an angel and a devil on your shoulders. It's going to be cool how the video is going to be created."

"Action!" the director announced.

Jen went on with the role, walking through the airport, clutching her bag. She looked around frantically before rushing into the women's bathroom. 

After recording her walking a couple of times to get all the right angles, she was then filmed in front of a bathroom sink. She placed her palms on it with a troubled facial expression as she stared at herself in the mirror. Before she knew it, she backed away, startled, and began to look confused.

For the scene with her back in the home she was in for the I Need U MV, she did a costume change, wearing a black suit with a black lace bodysuit under it. This time she was playing her evil persona with her hair down.

"I lowkey always wanted to play an evil person. I wonder how long it'll take for me to get into character. My sister helped me practice for the role. I hope she likes my acting and doesn't roast me for it. My acting lessons will pay off too!" she laughed. "I'm supposed to be speaking to myself. It'll be weird speaking to air but in the video, it'll have all three of me in the shot. So, you'll see how it all develops,"

Once she heard action, Jennie leaned her back against the counter and glanced over nonchalantly at her dead ex who was on the floor.

"Welp..." she murmured coldly and turned to where her other self would be leaning over the counter. "Hey. Pull yourself together."

'Jennie channels her inner evil self with charisma'

"Come on, let me take over. I'm tired of this 50/50 fight," she said smugly like she was looking at the good persona of herself.

For the last shot, Jennie sat in the waiting room of the airport, playing some notes from her solo song on the guitar. While she played, someone walked over to her which caused her to stop and acknowledge the person. The camera remained on her, only showing the person's footsteps to keep viewers guessing who had found her.

Once the director announced that the shot was finished, everyone cheered while Jennie happily jumped out of her seat and bowed politely.

"Thank you! Woo! I'm done~! Yay! I can't wait for the video to drop! Look forward to it ARMY!" she waved goodbye to the camera.

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Wings 8: Evermore

"I wanted only to live in accord with the promptings which came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?" Jennie narrated from Demain before the screen faded in to reveal her feet running through the airport.

It panned up to her back as footsteps and her heavy breathing were heard. She had been running and slowed down the pace to speed walk. There was hardly anyone in the airport as she looked around, clutching her bag tightly with her guitar on her back. She appeared troubled as several thoughts went through her mind like she did something regretful and thought someone was going to find her.

All that was on her mind was that she had to leave. Asap. She could not stay here. Not after what happened.

Finding the women's bathroom, she rushed into it and set her bag and guitar down against the wall. Jen exhaled sharply, and approached a sink, placing her palms on it. Slowly, she looked up to meet her reflection in the mirror.

"You're okay..." she whispered to herself.

She looked fine but on the inside, she felt like hell. Upon looking at herself, she was startled when a woman that looked exactly like her, stared at her from behind. Only not in a bun but with her hair down and black clothing.

This dark figure she stared at smirked softly, which caused Jennie to look confused.

What was going on? Why was she staring at herself wearing different clothes and hair? The dark figure even had the same white butterfly necklace in contrast with the dark clothes.

Jen tilted her head to the side and watched as the figure copied her movements. She then tilted her head to the other side and watched as the figure did the same. Swiftly turning around, she was met with nothing. The woman was gone.

She took a few steps forward. Okay, maybe she was imagining things.

But little did she know, the dark figure was behind her. When Jennie turned around, her face was cupped into the dark figure's hands, and her forehead pressed against hers, ending the shot as the screen went black.

For the next shot, Jennie was back at home where she was in for the I Need U MV. She had on the same white dress from the MV with the messy bun still intact.

She stood against the kitchen counter with her forearms on it. Her face remained emotionless as she thought about what had just happened.

The camera panned over to the feet on the floor that belonged to her ex. To ease her nerves, she tapped her shaky fingers against the glass of water she had in her hands. Her mind began to fog up with negative thoughts about her fate.

Abruptly, the dark persona of hers leaned her back against the counter, crossing her arms. She glanced at the body nonchalantly.

"Welp..." her dark persona spoke coldly. She had no remorse for the man. She turned to Jennie and watched as she was still in a state of shock. "Hey. Pull yourself together..."

A loud sigh was heard as Jennie's good persona stood on the other side, facing the counter. She wore a white suit and her red hair was straightened. A black butterfly necklace was placed around her neck as she stared at the body sympathetically. She placed a hand on Jennie's shoulder.

"Are you all right?" her good persona asked.

"Of course, she is. He got what he deserved," her dark persona answered, earning a frown in return.

"It was an accident,"

"An accident? Please...if he's dead, he deserved it," her dark persona bluntly replied.

"She is not a bad person," her good persona denied and removed her hand from Jennie.

"That's where you're wrong. There's a bit of evil in all of us and you know it," her dark persona turned to Jennie who continued to look forward. A wicked smile crept on her lips. "I bet that felt good...tempting..."

"It was a scary situation she was put in. It didn't feel good at all. She's full of remorse,"

"To you. She's more like me now and soon she will become all of me,"

"She will never become what you are. Not while I'm here,"

"Look around you," the dark persona gestured, briefly looking around. "Look at what happened. This is her true self,"

"This is not her,"

"Yes, it is. She won't be needing you, anymore. Come on, let me take over, I'm tired of this 50/50 fight,"

"She'll atone. I'm not giving up on her," 

"Well, it certainly wasn't you that she channeled to do what she did. You're too soft. Enough was enough."

The good persona ignored her and leaned toward Jennie's ear. "You are still a good person. You defended yourself. It was self defense."

Having enough, the dark persona grabbed Jen by the chin and turned her head slightly, speaking in her ear as she glared at his body. "Look at what you've done. Look at him suffer! He deserved every bit of it! This was what you wanted to do for a very long time. This was building for weeks!" she began to shout angrily. "These men think they can do whatever they want to us, say whatever they want, disrespect us, and hurt us?! No. They did it to the wrong one this time,"

Jennie seemed to have slowly gotten out of her shocked state when she heard a loud groan from the floor.

So he was still alive...

That calmed her nerves a bit as Jennie managed to walk across the counter to stand and look at his weakened state. He faintly called out her name in anger, uttering out curses.

"Huh. So, the piece of shit is still alive," her dark persona said with a scowl as she stood next to Jennie with her arms crossed.

"Good. There's still time," her good persona said, standing on her other side.

"No..." her dark persona turned to Jennie. "You know exactly what to do...end it,"

"No. Don't throw it all away. You're better than this. You are not alone and you know which route to take," her good persona said as the trio looked at the man on the floor.

Back to reality, Jennie had awakened in the waiting area of her flight thanks to her phone notifications going off. She also noticed that it was getting close to her flight arrival and more people were showing up at the airport.

Curious about the messages, she went through them and noticed it was all about whether she was all right which made her tear up. Everyone was asking for her whereabouts. But she had to ignore it and keep moving forward. She needed to leave.

Before she could turn her phone off, the person she wanted to avoid the most began to call. She hesitated to answer as she stared at the caller ID while the camera didn't show who was calling. 

Placing her phone back into her bag, she grabbed her guitar out of the case and began to play the opening notes of her song to distract herself.

The camera panned to the floor to show footsteps approaching her and they stopped near the row she sat at. As Jen stopped playing, the instrumental of her song continued to play in the background.

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she let out a breath and acknowledged the hand. She then slowly turned her head to look up in the direction of the individual she predicted to find her as the screen faded to black.

"Looks like you found me..."

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[spinningwebsandtales]

The Shape Of You

Michael Myers X FemReader

Rating: T+

Warnings: Blood, mentions of murder, weapons, basically all the good stuff that comes in a Halloween movie.

Word Count: 5.1k

Pt. 2: here Pt. 3 here Pt. 4 here Pt. 5 here Pt. 6 here

(A/N:) I actually wasn’t going to post this as I had wrote it for me and a friend but after having so much fun and it turning out better than I possibly could imagine. I changed my mind. I’ve been a Halloween fan for years now and Michael has been my favorite slasher since I was a kid. I just grew up and found my interests leaning elsewhere. I don’t know. But this is the outcome of that! XD I’m still working on my last four Halloween imagines and hopefully I’ll have them done in time but for now to all you Michael fangirls I hope you enjoy this little piece that I had a blast writing! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

Halloween once again had come upon the town of Haddonfield and while other people your age were planning to go out out for partying and drinking, you found yourself wanting to just enjoy time at home, alone. Life had been hectic here lately and while you absolutely loved Halloween, the thought of going out and doing normal things didn’t seem appealing. While typing away at the computer on your desk you planned a whole evening of all the things you wanted to do while staying indoors. Favorite scary movies, popcorn, and that leftover pasta from the famous Italian restaurant down the street you ordered last night. It all sounded like heavenly bliss before your atmosphere was shattered by someone taking a seat on the top of your desk.

“So I was thinking,” your intruder started and you rolled your eyes as you realized just who barged in on your happy thoughts.

“Hi Ian,” you replied. While you tried to get along with everyone in the office Ian was the one person who would never take no for an answer. Pushy and clingy he had tried so many times to get you to go out with him, though you weren’t interested in dating at the moment and told him so.

“Hi (Y/N). How about me and you go out for some drinks and Halloween treats?”

“No thanks,” you grinned warmly but gritted your teeth behind your lips. “I already have plans and I wasn’t wanting to go out tonight.”

“What? Scared of the Boogeyman are we,” he chuckled.

“As a matter of fact,” you paused grin never wavering though your hands were shaking a little over the keys of the computer, “I am. I had bad experiences when I was a child.”

Ian’s flirtatious smile faltered into one of sympathy. Now you were fighting hard to keep from slapping him. ‘Today is not the day to get fired.’ You repeated mentally. ‘Today is not the day to get fired.’

“I’m sure I can help you make better memories to overtake those bad ones,” he reached over to pat your head unknowingly how much danger he was putting his appendage in.

“While I really appreciate you,” your bright eyes could melt steel with the glare you were giving him, “I will just have to pass. This week has really been rough and there’s things around the house I need to take care of. I’m sure Julie would be more than happy to take my place. You two go out and have a good time for me. Have a nice evening Ian.” You didn’t leave any room for arguments as you packed up your belongings, shutting down the computer, and power walked out of the building. Once outside in the crisp autumn air did you finally sigh in relief. Children rushed down the sidewalk in their costumes chasing one another with gleeful screams. You grinned, happy to know that the memory of all those years ago were finally disappearing. While others had called the man that had brought terror on the quiet town a monster, you weren’t so sure. There was always two sides and no one was truly evil without something behind their reasoning.

Dodging kids while making your way to your car in the company parking lot, you felt a chill run down your spine. Not from the wind this time but like you were being watched. Glancing at your surroundings while you fumbled with your car keys and since you weren’t paying attention, the keys tumbled from the your hand hitting the ground. You bent down to pick them back up while cursing up a storm, you contemplated just walking home. It was such a nice day and the autumn breeze was calling your name. But after the feeling of being watched and seeing the person of your ire exit the front door of the office building, you hurriedly grabbed your keys before unlocking the door, buckling quickly, and speeding out of the parking lot. Ian tried chasing you down at the entrance but you just acted like you thought he was waving goodbye to you and left him in a cloud of exhaust.

 It wasn’t until you were in your driveway did you finally breathe a sigh of relief. Years ago when the murders had happened in Haddonfield, it had shaken up the whole town. You included, despite not knowing the teens at that time. You were a little older than them, but it didn’t matter it was scary to think of somebody, anybody really, losing their life in such a way. It had ruined Halloween for you, for a little while but now as the trauma was winding down you were enjoying it more and more. But that didn’t change the fact you didn’t feel like going out and you still wanted to punch Ian in the face for being an insensitive jerk. Groaning you planted your face into the steering wheel trying to calm yourself once more. Maybe tomorrow will be a good day to get fired. Who were you kidding though? You needed the job and you weren’t about to go back living with your parents who hovered over every detail of your life, especially about your dating life, or lack of one. Heaving another groan you grabbed your purse from the passenger seat and shut the car off. 

The sun was beginning to set and when you opened the car door your hair was tussled by a sudden frosty gust. Children giggled and screamed as they went through the neighborhood stopping door to door trick-or-treating. You forgot your fear for one moment and just relished in other’s festivities. Unlocking the front door you kicked off your shoes before dropping the bag right by the door. You would worry about picking up later, right now your leftovers were calling and there was supposed to be a really good movie on TV this evening.

The microwave whirled as you watched the screen from the kitchen not wanting to miss one part. As soon as the microwave beeped the channel started a commercial break, now you could hurry and finish getting your dinner ready before the movie came back on. Grabbing a soda, napkin, and silverware you hurried back to your couch before setting everything down. You ate in silence focusing on what was happening between the characters on screen, but halfway through the movie you were starting to get bored. It also didn’t help that you were getting antsy from sitting at a desk all day. Then you went back to thinking about Ian and how pushy he was today, which caused your blood pressure to begin to rise. Giving up, you grabbed a light jacket and slipped on some shoes, you felt like a walk would be the perfect remedy for your sudden energy spurt. Though as soon as you slipped out of the front door the channel you were watching suddenly interrupted the movie with a breaking news bulletin.

  “Haddonfield PD is urging residences to stay inside this evening as a mental patient has escaped Grove Sanitarium. The escapee is reported to be Michael Myers, the man who was behind the horrific murders that left this peaceful town in tatters at his evil deeds several years ago. Keep all doors and windows locked and for no reason should residents leave their homes. God protect us all. Stay safe and good evening.”

Once the reporter finished the TV stayed on a loop announcing the escape but it was too late you were already on the darkened streets.

You tightened your jacket closer to your body as you treaded across the sidewalk under the streetlights. You were slightly confused on where everyone was at. It wasn’t that late and it had you worried on what could have made everyone go home early. Though Halloween did fall in the middle of the week where children did have school in the morning and parents had to work. So you just chalked everything up to people needing to go home to prepare for their busy lives tomorrow. While you too had work in the morning you couldn’t bring yourself to go home just yet as you were enjoying your Halloween walk looking at all the carved pumpkins and decorations on your neighbor’s porches. You brushed hair from your eyes as you braved another chilling breeze. But the further you got from your house the more your senses were screaming for you to go back. It was just too quiet and everyone’s porch lights were off. Your breathing quickened and your body quivered uncontrollably, it was then you turned quickly and began to sprint back home.

 You weren’t far from your destination when you drove face first into something solid. Hitting the concrete hard and skinning the palm of your hands you rubbed your sore nose before looking up to whatever you ran into. A form stood before you the light causing the front of his body to be covered in slithering shadows.

“E-excuse me,” you stuttered trying to rise from the ground. He stepped closer wordlessly cocking his head to the side in curiousness. Your stomach dropped in terror while your heart leapt into your throat choking you as soon as the face was revealed to you. Where features of a human should be, a mask covered his entire head with pale plastic skin, tangled fake coffee brown hair, and cold blackened depths where eyes should be. He towered over you like a mountain of muscle covered by dark blue coveralls soaked in places with darkened spots of what you were hoping was fake blood, while a kitchen knife sticky with what looked to be blood glittered dangerously in the sickly orange glow of the overhead streetlight.

“M-michael,” you stammered scrambling backwards from the fearsome presence he radiated. Taking another step menacingly while cocking his head once more, you knew for sure you were face to face with the danger you had feared for so many years. You screamed trying to get up, though your fear weakened legs refused to budge any faster than a crawl. He had you in a grip immediately tugging your body towards his. You could feel the wet spots of blood soaking into your clothes before his dirty hand went over your mouth quieting your screams. While his vise like grip refused to budge he didn’t squeeze any tighter leaving you pressed up against him. Boots thudded behind you two as you sobbed quietly into the palm of his calloused hand.

“There he is,” voices shouted and you melted in relief, though despite the terror inside there was a voice deep down inside telling you not to be so frightened. You figured the voice you were hearing was due to others coming to your rescue, but honestly you weren’t so sure at the feeling of Michael’s hands. Michael turned towards the voices still holding you before him. Police officers from different agencies stood before you both ready to take action against the man who had petrified the small town.

  “Let her go Michael,” a officer spoke who you recognized to be the chief of police.

“Michael,” another man stepped forward from the shadows wearing a white coat. “You don’t want to hurt her Michael.”

You sobbed quietly, muffled by Michael’s hand still covering your mouth. Still he refused to release you despite their warnings. The chief was uttering something into the radio on his shoulder which caused your blood to freeze. “Take the shot,” he muttered and you screamed as Michael suddenly whirled around. Gunshots echoed through the pitch black night as your capturer grunted before stumbling. You looked to the officers in disbelief. They had shot at him while he was holding you. If Michael hadn’t turned suddenly, you surely would have been hit. Without a word Michael raced for his escape with you still in tow.

“Put me down,” you pleaded while being jostled around. “Please put me down.” Michael didn’t say a word continuing to run with you tightly in his grip.

He couldn’t explain why he brought you nor could he find any rhyme or reason within himself on why he was bringing you along. He didn’t escape to kidnap anybody, this was his night to take his revenge, against people who didn’t understand him and just labeled him as a horrific monster. He breathed heavily as blood poured from his wounds. Why he turned to keep you safe from the gunshots he couldn’t explain that either. All he knew at this moment he had to find some place to hide to regain his strength and staunch his bleeding. You were still being bounced around like a fruit being blended in a blender and it was beginning to make you a little sick. The feel of warm sticky blood was flowing out of Michael’s wounds into your clothes didn’t help either.

“You are going to bleed out at this rate if you don’t put me down,” you tried to get him to see reason but still he continued on. He made it into the darkened woods where your face was getting scratched up by branches and thorns alike while Michael still carried you like a suitcase, jolting you up and down. The moonlight showed the way to some extent but Michael must have better eyes than you as he navigated through all sorts of heavy brush easily. It wasn’t until a decrepit shed came into view. Wooden roof tiles circled the place, while broken shutters barely hung to shattered window frames, but it did look sturdy enough as Michael made it up to the front door where he finally dropped you and collapsed to the ground. Blood pooled from his wounds surrounding his heaving body. You looked around completely lost with no escape in sight, but as you looked down at the masked figure your heart broke. Something deep inside within him had protected you from shots that surely would have killed you. Your mother always did accuse you of having a bleeding heart no matter the person. You sighed giving into fate before grabbing one of his arms. He swiped with the knife barely missing your cheek causing you to stumble back and fall on your bottom for the second time that night.

“Easy,” you cooed like you were talking to a spooked horse. “I just want to help. I kinda owe you for taking those bullets for me.”

You couldn’t see them but you could feel his eyes piercing through you. You shivered at the weight of his stare before his head thudded back down in defeat. How you were going to get the hulking man through the door was beyond you, but nobody ever accused you of being a quitter. You grabbed his arm again, this time without him trying to cut you to pieces and drug him inside. Inside the dusty tattered furniture was way outdated and the bed was rickety but it would work. Though you knew for sure that you couldn’t get Michael up onto the bed by yourself.

“Think you could help me get you up on the bed where I can clean your wounds and get them wrapped up?”

He just stared at you again and you could of have sworn that you saw his eyebrow raise under the plastic of the mask. He grunted while sitting up, more blood pouring from the holes in his shoulder and side. You grimaced seeing the large stain, but with your help he was up and laid upon the dusty bed. You coughed trying to figure out how you could clean such wounds with a bare falling apart shack. You looked out the grimy windows spotting a hand pump well, you just hope it wasn’t dry. But water wasn’t going to keep infection away if you didn’t have any soap or medicines. Opening the cabinets there was a few rusty cans of food before you found an old box of bar soap. Opening it you found a brand new bar nestled inside though it was old and shriveled it was better than nothing. You grabbed an old chipped porcelain bowl to take to the pump. Before leaving you went back to the sprawled out Michael who’s chest was rising and falling slowly.

“I’m just going out to the well out back to get water, if it’ll work. I’m not running away I promise. I don’t even know where to go if I tried,” you assured before pausing to at least hear a grunt of acknowledgment.

 Michael laid there in silence no movement, nothing. You peered closer to see his eyes closed in the depths hidden by the mask. While he was still alive and breathing he had lost consciousness. You sighed. At least he waited until he was up on the bed, but lifting him up to take the top part of his clothes off was going to be a pain. You blushed slightly wondering on what his figure could possibly look like underneath. Shaking the thought from your head, you couldn’t deny that you were still curious but appalled by your thoughts.

Easing out the back towards the pump you prayed quietly hoping it would work. A few pumps and you could hear the pipes underneath gurgle and groan before muddy water spurted out from the spout. A few more pumps and the water began to run clear. You could have leapt for joy before you remembered the situation you were in. Rinsing the bowl as best as you could you filled it up with cool clear water. Taking a sip from the spout you went back inside. Michael still laid deathly still even when the door got away from you and slammed closed. You jumped sloshing a little water on the floor. You had to take a few moments to calm your heart and breathing before stepping towards the bedside and placing your supplies on the table that stood beside the bed. 

While there wasn’t any electricity you were grateful that whatever moon that shown in through the window was glowing right where you needed to work. But now you needed to find some cloth, one big enough to make cleaning rags and bandages. It was time to explore a little more, you just hoped your patient would hang on to life. Though he did seem really tough, he hauled you through the woods while bleeding profusely. A linen closet was next to the bathroom and fortunately whoever had owned this little shed left some sheets and a couple blankets. Taking one of the sheets in the middle of the stack you shook what little dust and debris stuck to the cloth. Now the hardest part, stripping your patient.

 You thought for a few seconds before deciding to start with the mask, it would be the easiest part. So carefully and gently you peeled the plastic that hid the face of the man who caused so much pain off. You sucked in a breath at the sight before you. Curly cinnamon brown hair framed a sharp chin and chiseled cheek bones. A scar ran across his right eye though you couldn’t tell how deep the damage went as his eyes stayed closed in his state of unconsciousness. Could he see out of it? And how did the scar make him more attractive? You shook your head violently, he was bleeding out and here you were drooling over his face. He’s a killer a murderer. Now that you could see the cuts needing cleaned on his face it was time to see the extent of the damage under the clothes he was wearing.

“Please be wearing underwear,” you moaned. You tried leaning over to tug one side off after you had unbuttoned his coveralls, but he was too heavy and it was hard for you to reach. So the only way you could see of getting the much needed angle to undress him you clamored on top and straddled his waist. You were so thankful he was out cold, cause you were beyond embarrassed anyway without him knowing the predicament you put both of yourselves in. If he knew, you would probably beg to be stabbed to end your misery. While you held his bare chest to your body you stripped him down, thankfully your prayers were once again answered as Michael was wearing underwear. But his body was so beat up and wounded you didn’t know where to even begin. The bullet wounds were definitely needing the most work so you tackled them first. Luckily for him the bullets had gone straight clean through. The officers must have been using round nose bullets and they left little damage compared to other types of bullets. Michael also got away with no broken bones from said bullets. So all they needed was for you to stop the bleeding and clean them profusely. Despite the holes in his shoulder and waist you found no more gunshot wounds. 

After cleaning them well with soap and water you wrapped them tightly in the makeshift bandages before going back outside to pour the dirty water out of the bowl and replace it with fresh. Now with clean water you went back to work cleaning the lesser wounds that marred his chest, abs, arms, nose, and cheek. You stroked his hair once you were done before the adrenaline that had rushed through your veins hours before disappeared and you collapsed on the floor. Without the rush your body was freezing and you didn’t know if you could get back up. So without getting up to grab the extra blankets down the little hallway you fainted from exhaustion.

Night creatures stalked the depths of darkness surrounding the shed, smelling fresh blood on the wind. You were still passed out cold when Michael raised stiffly from the bed he was laid upon. He looked around the room testing sore muscles that he didn’t think could get sore. His gaping wounds tugged causing blood to mar his bandages. He glanced around the small room to find you laying on the cold wooden floor, shivering viciously at the dropping temperatures of October. He looked at you tilting his head like a curious dog. Though something felt off, he felt his face finding his mask gone. A rage gripped him knowing that you had removed his one thing that he needed so critically. But quickly that rage eased as he begin to think of all that you had done to protect and care for him. He slowly got up careful not to wake you as he went to the same linen closet you had found the things to bind his wounds. He grabbed another sheet and one of the blankets. You didn’t even budge as he draped the blankets over you, but your shivering did calm a little. He stared, completely in awe of you and the type of person you could possibly be that would take care of someone like him.

 Minutes passed as he watched you sleep, still enraptured just by you before he went back to lay down. He looked at you once more before going back to scoop you up and place you on the bed that he had been occupying not too long ago. He watched a little longer silently curious before slipping in next to you. The threadbare blankets couldn’t do enough to battle the cool autumn air as he used his remaining body heat to keep you warm.

Morning rays of sunlight slipped through where the moon had been waking you from your slumber. Your eyes creaked open before panic gripped you. The unfamiliar place frightening you before the memories of last night rushed back in causing panic to turn into full fledged fear. You couldn’t see Michael at first before you spotted him sitting close. He was sitting in a chair backwards his coveralls back on and the mask he wore the majority of the time haphazardly placed on the top of his head. Some of his bandages had loosened a little and you sighed.

“Good morning,” you asked more than said. Once more no answer as he tilted his head once more.

You sighed trying to get your stiff body out of the worn out bed, “Can you say anything?”

He just stared harder causing you to a suck in a breath at the sight of his eyes. A deep brown like a pool of warm melted milk chocolate stared deep into yours while a sightless icy blue eye set in his right socket chilled you to the bone. Though while others my find the difference scary you couldn’t help but think how gorgeous the mismatched eyes were. Before you realized you were leaning over into his face to get a better look causing him to lean back as far as he could without falling from the wooden kitchen chair.

“Sorry,” you apologized sheepishly backing up. He sat back upright curiosity blazing in the brown depths of his one good eye.

“You have really pretty eyes,” you complimented. He pulled his mask down but you saw the blush that dusted his cheeks that he was trying to hide. He raised up abruptly causing you to stumble. You just knew you were going to fall again for the third time in so many hours but he moved quicker grasping your arm and righting you back. Before you could enjoy the contact any further he released you before going towards the door.

“Hey! Where are you going,” you asked suddenly panicked at the thought that he would abandon you here alone. Of course once again he didn’t speak vocally. He pointed to the mouth of his mask indicating food and now it was your turn to blush.

“Oh, okay,” you spoke as your stomach grumbled to the thought of food. Michael left leaving you alone in a creepy abandoned shed with nothing to do. So you just sat back down on the chair he had just deserted to count the seconds that went by until he came back. You had just counted to 1,800 seconds when Michael finally returned. He had two rabbits in tow danging from his large hands. You didn’t know how he had caught them and you didn’t really care as your hunger was now ravaging. Without a word between you he dropped a rabbit, still warm, in your hands before removing his mask so he could eat. Without cleaning or cooking his bounty, Michael ripped meat from the carcass, blood spraying his chin and dripping onto his clothes and bandages.

“Hey! Hey! Don’t eat it like that,” you screeched taking the rabbit from him. “You’ll get sick!”

The glare that he pierced you with could have frozen the toughest man on Earth as you took away his meal.

“I’ll cook it and it’ll be much better,” you reasoned backing away out of reach before he decided he rather eat you instead. “I do need you to clean them though while I build a fire and get water to cook them in.” You went to work unable to take being stared at anymore. Michael quietly went to work doing what you said. Though he rather prefer his breakfast raw and bloody, he would take in consideration on what you wanted. With the sun shining down while you built a fire and poured water into the rusty pot you found and cleaned Michael returned with the rabbits, now skinned and gutted.

“Thank you,” you smiled taking them and placing them into the boiling water. Between the fire and the sun you were beginning to warm up from the jeans and jacket you were wearing. Stripping the top layer of your clothes to your tank top underneath you tied them around your waist as you stirred the contents in the pot.

“What I wouldn’t give for some salt,” you sighed while dreaming of spices and vegetables. Lost in thought you jolted from them as a shadow loomed over you.

  “Yes,” you asked Michael as he towered above you. The anger before gone as he looked at your body. Wrapping your arms around yourself you tried to shrink in upon yourself. His hand reached out scratched and stained, making you flinch. Once more his answer was to tilt his head causing you to ease up a little. He reached again his eyes a raging storm within. You looked at your arms and your chest seeing blossoming bruises. Michael’s rough grip from last night came back to mind, no wonder you felt so stiff. Was it possible that the man everyone feared was feeling some sort of guilt for hurting you?

“I’ll be okay,” you said. “It’s just bruises.”

  You turned away unable to take the unyielding depths of his eyes. Before too long your breakfast was done. You spooned hot broth and meat into chipped and cracked bowls. You sat next to Michael on the porch of the shed enjoying the scenery while sipping at the meager stew. While you refused to look you could still feel the stare of Michael on your body. He had never felt this way before about somebody. Sure he had killed, maimed, and ruined lives but your life was something he cared about. He knew it from the moment that he had saw you when you ran into him. He knew it when he saw you dash across the parking lot trying to get away from the coworker you despised. 

He gripped the bowl his food was in tightly causing the glass to groan before shattering in his hand spraying him with hot broth and shards of glass to stick in his palm. You jumped up before setting your food down to inspect the damage. He leaned in close breathing in your scent as you picked at tiny shards embedded in his tough skin. He fought to keep from touching you, but it was beginning to feel like a losing battle. You also were beginning to wonder if you wanted him to touch you or not. You were so confused and so was he.

 Where could this possibly go and what would happen if it became something you never thought it would be? Only time could tell as you spent time with him and to see the man underneath the accusations, the mask he hides behind, and the reasons why he did what he did. Only you could unravel it from him and he was willing to let you try. He just had to do things that he wasn’t used to and you were going to have to open yourself in a way that you never had before. New things were emerging and you both weren’t sure where it was going. But now as Michael reached out wondering what one touch could do, you found yourself leaning in. Was this the start? Would something bloom? Who could really know as he reached closer and closer. Only you and Michael could uncover that in time.

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[apollos-boyfriend]

Calling all DSMPBLR artists!

hi hello i am back with a group art collab this time!! i'm assuming everyone's seen the famous "give me 6 characters to make fanart of" template. the plan is to create something with a similar set-up, but with the entire (main) cast of the dream smp!! there'll be a rectangle for each Dream SMP player character, plus select side characters if enough people volunteer/sign up for them.

here's the rough layout! the final layout will be in far better quality, and i'll have a blank template for a single box with the rough sizing for artists to use when everything's been chosen! characters will be chosen at random, and while you can sign up for multiple characters, do keep in mind that you can only be chosen for one.

submissions close june 25th at approximately 5pm est, with the nominees being posted not soon after ^^ the final deadline is july 30th! the form below goes into far more detail and depth, though i implore it be read thoroughly. thank you for your time, and i hope to see your name in the sign ups!!

EDIT: there’s an official account for the collab now! @dsmpdrawthecastcollab, i’ll be answering questions and stuff on there ^_^

#icarus speaks #dream smp #dsmpblr #mcyt #mcytblr #hnnnnn i am. nervous #i hope you guys think this is as cool of an idea as i do #bc i would love to see it completed #but i cant do it without u guys

[mack-anthology-mp3]

BOB DYLAN LYRIcS AND CRAZY NOVEL LIKE RELATIONSHIP WITH JOAn bAEZ

okay i'm gonna answer this cos i was listening to joan earlier SO (and no i dont know why this is in greentext format just roll with it i'm so sorry) (this is uhh veeeeery very long too)

>1962/3

>some scruffy loser calling himself bob dylan shows up in new york with a guitar and pretty much cosplays as woody guthrie for a bit

>joan baez, who is the same age, made her debut self-titled album at nineteen years old and is well liked by everyone, her music is generally appreciated by everyone on the scene, she has a beautiful voice and strong vibrato and really good at guitar, involved in activism stuff, played with lost of older respected musicians, the whole folksinger package

>but she doesnt really write her own stuff

>bob dylan write copious volumes of material but his performance is uhhhh less than amazing and technical ability has uhm room for improvement

>his debut self titled album flops hard

>scene is pretty small so they inevitably meet

>joan is like lol look at this loser isnt he cute hehe--his songs are pretty good too huh

>she invites him to play with her, they do a bunch of shows together etc and eventually get romantically involved. joan introduces him to civil rights stuff & anti-war stuff & anti nuclear and all that stuff

>bobs stuff was already political but in a sort of abstract way, his work gets a lot more specifically activist-ey in a very powerful way

>they're still doing a lot of shows together-bob is pretty famous on the folk scene at this point, largely because of joan endorsing him pretty much lol, still romantically involved. music press starts paying attention to bob dylan and he releases quite a few albums with famous songs on them. people kinda shit on him for his voice its a whole thing but i really like his voice so whateverr

>but by 1965 music is starting to get Weird, beatles are happening etc, lots of new styles of music, new youth culture, drugs are also happening

>bob releases bringing it all back home - some of these songs have electric band backing, where previous All Bar One of his songs were solo acoustic guitar, vocals, maybe some harmonica. some people are vaguely put out by this but i think most people find it pretty cool

>20th july 1965 bob releases Like A Rolling Stone, arguably his most famous song. it is very electric and a banger and much Much more rock (it was pop then but yknow) than folk. young people go YAY YIPPEE

>newport folk festival 25th 1965 (five days later) bob plays with an electric band (later to be known as The Band) to Outrage from folk purists who thought he was their god etc. someone shouts 'judas' at the stage implying he was betraying folk music by going electric and that guy must absolutely shit himself every time he remember that he did that because goddamn. pretentious twenty-somethings who hadnt even liked folk music before bob dylan get mad at him, old folk singers are mad at him, popular myth says the famously pacifist pete seeger threatened to cut the power cable with an axe. everyone is Big Mad except like a rolling stone goes hard and people who care a bit less about Proper Folk Music think its a banger

>highway 61 revisted comes out and bob dylan is now a major sensation amongst music enjoyer everywhere, like his stuff is really really cool, new and exciting, also decidely Not Folk but like really very cool. bob also starts smoking weed and taking speed b/c ofc he does & if you look him up he looks like twelfth doctor with the sunglasses and the hair and i'm right on that

>joan is still doing traditional folk music mostly. she is less than amused at bob going electric but iirc mostly polite about it. later that year she released 'farewell, angelina' an album of covers of bob's songs. a lot of them are Very Good, all sung with much more skill than bob could ever hope for sorry bob. which is like. Damn Okay Joan Thats A Move but it was probably finished before newport.... idk..........

>england is suddenly like OMG BOB DYLAN????????? at around 1964/65 but it takes a long time for music to get over there b/c the british music industry had a thing about only selling uk artists so american records were special import it's a whole thing. so people are just getting his famous folk stuff riiiight as he changes his mind about that and starts doing rock music instead, though still with a very poetic bent

>on a related note uk albums were often released differenet in north america to 'appeal to american audiences'?? so the version of the beatles rubber soul that inspired bob dylan and like lou reed and Everyone is kinda of.... wrong...... its weird

>bob n joan's relationship is kinda strained at this point, due to musical differences and yknow relationship stuff, not helped by the fact that bob could be a bit of a prick and was also quickly accumulating A Legend around him. not helped by his insanely cryptic and often nonsensical interview responses.

>at some point in the middle of all this bob marries Sara Lownds in secret. no one knows. he doesnt tell joan. he's not With with joan anymore but she didnt know he was literally marrying someone else. apparently sara wasnt really a music person and didnt know exactly why he was so famous.

>1966 uk tour (this is filmed in d.a. pennebaker's DONT LOOK BACK (no apostrophe. cos dont & look & back all have four letters so it fits on a poster and the apostrophe would muck up teh symmetry also they were all really fuckin pretentious)). bob is playing mostly electric sets with The Band (known then as the Hawkes) which was A Choice To Be Sure

>some people love it but all the folk purists think he's awful and bad and terrible boo him offstage etc which is pretty terrible

>he starts taking a lot of drugs. music gets Weirder. he's kinda not doing too good

>joan shows up partway through the tour and its......awkward....... to say the least. he'd kind-of-not-really-ish broken up with her & then got married to someone else but she just inserted herself in there. idk why. the whole of dont look back he's kinda dismissive of/rude to her ngl

>meanwhile his Mythos has built to uncontrollable levels. he doesnt exactly help this b/c he's very clever with words so people would obvious find meaning in his lyrics, and when he spit nonsense in interviews people would often find a method in the madnes yknow?? like he's smart. he's also really weird. but people have started reading WAYYYYYYYYYYYYY too much into EVerything he says and does. like everything. like idek what a modern comparison would be. gaylors have nothing on this shit. understandably he gets pissed off at people asking stupid questions

>joan has a girlfriend at this point also. like yeah in a lesbian way. she says she's straight but she did have a girlfriend her name was kimmy

>blonde on blonde comes out in '66. its his most......... 60s album if you know what i mean. like its lots of drugs and lots of instruments and plays on words and its very good, big double album, he's looking super hip on the cover, songs rumoured to be about edie sedgwick, the whole shebang. the lyrics are inspiration for batshit insane theories for decades to come even though a lot of it likely is just in there cos it sounds cool and rhymes.

>includes the song 'sad eyed lady of the lowlands', which is about sara. joan thinks its about her and says so. bit awkward. its a beautiful song and bob never plays it live, it was recored at like three in the morning and the band didnt know how long it was gonna be etc etc lots of myth

>in november 1966 bob dylan has a motorcycle acciedent near his home in woodstock new york state and is in hospital. music enjoyers everywhere Very concerned. he's okay, and after this more or less disapears from public life for a bit. has a bunch of kids. just chilling in the countryside. does a bunch of jamming with The Band, lives of royalities etc. tries to avoid people mostly. this mysterious disapearance combined with blonde on blonde fuels a lot of theorising by fans which he thinks is stupid

>in just five years bob did more musical innovation than most muscians could ever hope to, and he Never WOuld Have been Famou s WIthout Joan.

>joan is getting even more involved in activist work as the vietman war drags on and on. still doing folk music. she has electric instruments in her stuff eventually but still in a definitively Folk Style. she plays at the Woodstock Festival in 1969, she got married too, doing lots of activism stuff, everyone still really likes her music. 1969 bob relases his country album which most people (bob included) think is kinda trash

>1972 joan releases 'to bobby' (she called him bobby a looooong time after everyone just called him bob). which is. Wow. its uhmmm. well. it's a song beseeching bob to come out of retirement and help out with the anti-war cause. lots of musicians though that is he wrote a good new anti-war song it would really help the cause like he used to in the early sixties. bob was pissed at this like relaly annoyed he though she was being far too presumptuous and i really gotta agree with him there like dude's been through enough.

>1975, bob's been back touring for a year -ish. he decide's he gonna put together the ROLLING THUNDER REVUE which is pretty much him & all his friends who are also folk.country.rock whatever you wanna call it musicians and they go arund a whole bunch of little venues and generally have a good time. lineup includes joni mitchell robbie robertson roger mcguinn emmylou harris, a very cool violin player called scarlett (i think) allen ginsberg the poet who had a gay crush on dylan in the sixties, the blonde guitarist from ziggy stardust AND JOAN BAEZ :D there are like ten people on the stage at once and loads of guitars and various string instruments etc and they redo all these dylan songs in new and exciting ways.

>they film some of it to make this move called Renaldo and Clara. i havent seen it (yet) but its like a semi-fiction semi-documentary film about the tour and also some sort of plotline they string together from somewhere idk. joan is in this film too. from what ive seen there are some uhh. some fairly OUGH scenes, on top of bob n joan singing together on stage all the time. there s clip of bob saying that he n joan could sing together in their sleep. she is still a wayyyy better singer than him but his voice is really good these years and they way they do the songs together is veeeeryyyyy cool. theres a scene in the film where bob says (and i quote) 'it really displeases me that you went off and got married' (OUT OF NOWHERE MIGHT I ADD) and joan says 'you went off and got married first and didnt tell me' and he doesnt really have an answer to that. like GODDAMNIT BOY

>there another scene where there was a bit of a script but joan went off and said something like 'do you know why we never couldve got married?' and bob was apparently bad at improv so he wasnt saying anything and so joan just kept talking going through all the reasons why they never got married and all the issues between them. On Camera. like damn.

>also in 1975 joan's album Diamonds & Rust comes out. the title track is one joan wrote herself and it is Very Clearly about bob and its uhhh a little bit scathing. also very very good. generally regarded as one of her best songs. awkward as you can imagine. 'my poetry was lousy you said' 'we both know what memories can bring / they bring diamonds and rust' 'you burst on the scene already a legend'

Now you're telling me You're not nostalgic Then give me another word for it You who are so good with words And at keeping things vague 'Cause I need some of that vagueness now It's all come back too clearly Yes, I loved you dearly And if you're offering me diamonds and rust I've already paid

LIKE GODDAMN JOAN OKAY

>bob gets divorced from sara in 1976? 77? idk that happens too. i think joan gets a divorce too but not sure.

>theres a bit gap in my knowledge here idk what happens to them specifically after that. like i know a bunch about bob but nothing relevant rn. hes christian for a bit. makes some albums that suck and some that are good. joan still does folk music & mostly covers.

>in 2003 bob releases a memoir called Chronicles Vol. I (supposedly of three but theres only one lol). he talks about joan a bit, how could he not, describes how he was so envious of her when he was 21 and saysing 'she looked like a religious icon, like somebody you'd sacrifice yourself for'. super normal thing to say about your ex ahaha.

>2022 the rolling thunder revue film comes out (its a netflix film but also. internet archive) and they're both interviewed for it. some iconic moments. i think most interviewers sort of stopped asking joan about bob out of politness after a while but obviously she talks about him there thats what the films about. yeagh.

>joan baez like hangs out with lana del ray n stuff now & has books out or her little drawings. she also paints. and bob still tours at 82 (almost 83) years old. and still relreases new stuff. yeagh

ANYWAYS the concise history of Joan Baez and Bob Dylan. sources: dude trust me ahahah no but the source is the 2022 rolling thunder film, dylan's chronicles and around a year of being obsessed with bob dylan. he was my real life old guy blorbo fr.

#I ALMOST BOUGHT ONE OF JOAN OLD MEMOIRS ONE TIME #it was an out of print one but when i saw it it was right before i got obsessed with her and i didnt have any money so i didnt buy it and i #cant get it anywhere. never getting over that one #anywayssss ahahaha #joan baez #bob dylan #sorry this is quite a lot but. yeag its a lot #thanks for the ask!! #lin tag :D

[invisibleraven]

Going grocery shopping together for the Greater Polyphantoms Polycule?

"You got the list?" Carrie asked.

Willie held it up. "Yes boss-lady!"

"I've got the bags!" Reggie yelled from the mud room.

"I've got coupons!" Flynn said gleefully, showing off her trove of coupons-she was the thriftiest one of them, always looking for ways to save money, which was funny since half of them were famous musicians and they lived in a literal mansion.

"Alright, let's move out," Carrie said, sliding her sunglasses over her eyes. Sure it was silly for them to go get groceries on their own, but they preferred to be real people rather than have an army of assistants do everything for them. Plus most people left them alone while they were getting food, and the few that didn't were content with the odd selfie or autograph.

"What a date night," Flynn remarked as they pulled up to the grocery store.

"Sorry, but it was our turn," Reggie said, slinging an arm over her shoulder. "Plus we needed to get the stuff for those pumpkin cookies you wanted me to bake."

"I'm here because I'm bored," Willie said with a shrug. "With Alex off at his sister's for the weekend, I needed something to do with myself."

"You could have gone with him you know, Livvie would have been fine with it," Reggie reminded him.

"I know," Willie assured him. "But he wanted to break the whole poly situation to them and felt it would be better for it to just be him."

"I'm only here to make sure Flynn doesn't come with three trays of soda and you two don't stock up on sweets," Carrie stated as she grabbed a cart.

"We need tofu and apples too, I would have made sure we got those," Willie said with a pout.

"Yeah, and a metric ton of candy," Reggie said under his breath.

"Not like you'd be any better," Flynn remarked. "Only you'd skip the tofu for frozen pizzas or bacon."

"Not my fault I like meat," he said.

"But two of your partners don't eat it, thus me being here," Carrie stated. "So let's divide and conquer so we can get in, out, and Reggie can make us cookies."

Carrie of course, realized this was a mistake as she stuck to the list, Flynn grabbed anything they had a coupon for, even if it was something none of them liked. Willie got most of the produce, but he also lumped in a jar of peanut butter.

"Alex's allergic," Carrie said.

"Ales is not here, I can so polish this off before he gets back," Willie promised.

"Well you better share it with Reggie."

"Share what with Reggie?' Reggie himself asked, arms laden down with junk, and oddly, a pineapple on top.

"Secret peanut butter," Willie replied.

"Don't let Julie catch you, she'll be so pissed," Flynn said, helping the guys arrange items in the cart, half of which Carrie secretly took back out.

"Luke will be even more pissed if you don't share," Reggie cautioned.

"Fiiiiiiiine," Willie sighed, extracting the jar and sadly put it back on the shelf. "Farewell Skippy, you and I could have been great together."

"Alright, let's get out of here," Carrie said as she checked off every item on their list as she surveyed the cart.

"Can we get smoothies on the way home?" Flynn asked.

"D'uh," Carrie replied. "But you're paying miss coupon queen."

"Why do you think I asked?" Flynn said, pulling out yet another coupon.

Sure it wasn't a great date night, but it was necessary, and Carrie found she didn't mind doing it given she got to spend time with some of her favourite people. But the discounted smoothies didn't hurt either!

#filled prompts #ficlet #the greater polyphantoms polycule #julie and the phantoms

[frenchcoffeebreak]

↑ Where I leave the things I frequently use. Yeah that's an ironing board. Monday 24th of july, 2023 | 35th day

Bonsoir à tous! 🇫🇷

Today I did some more french as I promise I would but I didn't do that much because I was basically outside all day doing chores and it was horribly hot today, too.

I do need to start doing like intense study hours so I can do french for one hour or two daily instead of doing it during like 3 hours while I do other stuff because that way I'll save more time (plus it's good to know how to organize your time when learning languages because that way you'll have more time when you're back at work or school).

Either way, what I did today was doing a bit more investigation on french learning YouTube channels and I discovered these:

Chloe Kian FR: a casual vlog about daily life things, books and self-improvement (not really focused on teaching languages, but a lot of people use her channel to learn).

Coffee Break French (reminds me of something): a series of podcasts that teach french but they do have many other channels directed at different languages.

CCube Academy: the type of channel that your language teachers will play during class but are actually helpful.

While I did that I obviously stopped to watch some of those channels' videos, for example I watched this video by Chloe Kian talking about how they organize their bullet journal, this other one by Coffee Break French about daily routines and finally this CCube Academy story about a boy who wants to figure out what her mom packed for lunch.

Other than that I already know a lot of popular french YouTube channels, like for example:

Easy French: an interview focused channel that also teaches vocabulary from time to time and has english and french subtitles at the same time (has other versions, like Easy Spanish).

Learn French With Alexa: very useful channel that teaches you french from the very beginning.

Learn To French: a lot of vocabulary and also many dictations to prepare you for exams for any level.

Piece of French: one of the most famous french learning channels. She teaches french through natural conversation and also stops to explain some more advanced expressions.

Français avec Nelly: I kind of forgot about this channel but she was actually one of the first YouTubers I watched. She covers up both the basics and more advanced things.

Learn French with FrenchPod101.com: lots of vocabulary compilations. Especially aimed at beginners.

İclal: her channel is aimed at language learning as a whole, not just french but she was actually the first channel I watched videos from.

Either way, that's it for today! Hope you found these lists helpful!

#studyblr #langblr #french #french learning #french langblr #studying inspo #study blog #studywithme #study with me #study motivation #study space #student #student life #studystudystudy #study desk #study aesthetic #study hard #langblog #multilingual #polyglot #language learning #languages

[legolasghosty]

also from your additions because they're fun: to protect an actual partner who doesn't want the attention for pairing of your choice! :D

Heheh yes of course! Thanks for the ask!!!!

"Alex, over here!"

"Luke, is it true your next single is due soon?"

"Julie, who are you wearing tonight?"

"Reggie, Alex, is it true you two are dating?"

Reggie blinks, still unused to all the flashing lights of the cameras on red carpets. But that last question at least needed to be answered, for all of their sakes.

"Yep," he says, grabbing Alex's hand and relaxing when his best friend squeezes his. "Two years last month."

"Why all the secrecy?" another reporter asks, pointing a mic at them.

"We weren't really in the market for attention," Alex answers, the lie flowing smoothly to anyone who didn't know him. "And potential backlash over us being in a queer relationship is always a concern."

Reggie lets go of Alex's hand to wrap his arm around his waist instead. Nothing he hasn't done a million times, it's just usually not like this. It feels easy though, because it's Alex. They're best friends and they both know what's going on, even if the public doesn't.

"Plus, I wanted to keep him to myself," he says, leaning over to peck Alex on the cheek.

"Shut up," Alex protests playfully.

"So why come out now?" someone else demands.

Geez, Reggie thinks, why do so many people seem to think their entitled to knowledge of their personal lives just because the band is famous?

"Eh we figured it was time," he offers, just like they planned. "Lots of people already knew, so it's not a big deal."

"Guys, band picture!" Julie calls from a few steps further down the carpet.

Reggie hides his sigh of relief with a wide grin and a wink for the cameras before he and Alex join her and Luke for more photos. Sure, being more openly affectionate with Alex is fun, but it's still lying to call him his boyfriend. He sends a mental sorry to his partner back at their apartment. It's not necessary of course, both his and Alex's partners are on board with this. But still.

Once they make it inside the movie theater, Luke manages to get them all away from the crowd and into a large, family restroom.

"Everyone okay?" Julie checks as soon as the door is locked behind them.

Reggie lets himself relax against Luke's side. Thank goodness for his qpps. "Yeah, I think so," he says. "I feel like I should send a million sorry texts though."

"Agreed," Alex responds, sitting down on the floor and tapping out a steady rhythm on the tiled floor. "I know it was Willie's idea and everything, but it still feels weird."

Luke shrugs. "Makes sense to me. Pretty sure it'd kill me to have to lie about my relationships in front of that many people. You guys are brave."

"Well it keeps him safe," Reggie says instinctively. "This is sort of the best we got for everybody at the moment."

"You guys are going to have so much fun defacing the gossip magazines tomorrow," Julie adds, grinning.

"I think they were talking about going on a shopping spree for glitter pens while we're here," Alex agrees.

Reggie laughs. That sure sounds like their partners. "Well I guess we better get some good stuff out to make fun of then," he decides, standing up and straightening his suit jacket.

"And, you know, hear our song in a movie," Alex snarks, taking the hand Julie offers him to stand up.

Luke cheers. "Let's go!"

Reggie grabs Alex's hand and they all sneak back out into the lobby. The crowd surrounds them and Reggie definitely spots a few phone cameras pointed at them. But hey, this is the goal, right? Keep everyone from asking questions about their love lives and protect their real significant others from all the publicity garbage. So they might as well have some fun with it.

"We should do that whole crossing arms and drinking champagne thing later," he whispers to Alex as they find their seats in the movie theater.

"You'd better not spill any one me then," Alex teases. "I kinda like this jacket."

"Awww, but it would look so much better on Willie's floor," Reggie retorts.

"Wow, that is truly an awful line," Alex groans, laughing. "And I actually hang up my suit jackets, unlike someone I know."

"Sue me for having other priorities when I get home." Reggie wiggles his eyebrows just as the flash of a camera goes off right behind them.

Alex rolls his eyes at the brightness, but then the director comes onstage to introduce the film and the theater erupts into cheers. Movie time!

-- --- -- --- -- ---

"Wow, have you read this one yet?"

Reggie looks up from where he's been drawing little mustaches on him and Alex in People. His partner is holding up another gossip magazine, folded open to an article apparently about their 'relationship'. Reggie has to admit he's a bit distracted by the way his boyfriend's dark hair falls around his face and the fact that he isn't wearing a shirt at the moment.

"Earth to Reggie?" Bobby says with a smirk, waving the papers at him. "You have got to read this one, it's a compilation of your guys' cutest moments."

"Oh no," Reggie laughs, wriggling across their bed to take it. "Ten bucks says they put that Instagram post from last summer in the top 3."

"I mean, it was a pretty cute picture," Bobby agrees, snagging some more glossy pages from the stack Willie left outside their room this morning. "Hard to top last night though."

"We are pretty cute," Reggie says, nodding in an attempt to look serious. "Not as cute as you though."

"Awww, you flatter me," Bobby responds, clapping a hand to his chest. He flops down onto his back and flips through the pages to find the next article about 'Ralex', as they have been dubbed.

"Hey, it's kinda hard to top a solid 10," Reggie continues, setting his magazine aside to roll on top of his partner. "Like come on, Alex and I are cute, but have you looked in a mirror lately?"

"Flirt," Bobby retorts, one hand finding the back of Reggie's neck to pull him down into a kiss.

Reggie grins into it, sliding his hands into Bobby's hair as he nips at his bottom lip. Fake dating Alex is great, but he'll take real dating Bobby over that any day. And if doing them together keeps everyone safe, then so be it. The gossip magazines are pretty entertaining at least.

#legolas tag #julie and the phantoms #jatp #jatp fanfic #reggie peters #alex mercer #fake dating #julie molina #luke patterson #the whole band is queer platonic partners #cause I said so #Reggie and Alex are besties #and their boyfriends totally get into mischief while they're out being 'boyfriends' in public #boggie

[johngarfieldtribute]

Julie doing “stuff” with famous people (20th post)

Lana Turner poses with Julie in a photo shoot to promote THE POSTMAN ALWAYS RINGS TWICE. Love that I.D. bracelet!

Behind the scenes of BODY AND SOUL with Hazel Brooks.

Getting wet with Ida Lupino in THE SEA WOLF.

In conversation with director, Anatole Litvak, and costar Eddie Albert on the set of OUT OF THE FOG.

A celebrity filled group poses for the premiere of DODGE CITY. Julie is flanked by Errol Flynn and Humphrey Bogart.

On the dock with Claude Rains in a scene from DAUGHTERS COURAGEOUS.

Posing in a scene from TORTILLA FLAT with Hedy Lamarr.

William Conrad is over Julie’s shoulder as they prepare to film a scene from BODY AND SOUL.

Posing with Rosemary Lane in a photo to promote BLACKWELL’S ISLAND.

Julie and Pat O’Brien play oil men and are shown in a photo from FLOWING GOLD.

#john garfield #pat O’Brien #rosemary lane #Lana turner #humphrey bogart #errol flynn #hedy lamarr #claude rains #ida lupino #eddie albert #Julie doing “stuff” with famous people

[sirensea14]

Ship ship ship shit art--i mean, ship art!

I was doing an el filibusterismo assignment when i randomly got my ass to draw Maria Sirena and Benedict Inkwell💀 (yes, thats their spanish colonial era names XD)

Maybe drop in a some lore,

Maria Sirena De La Mar y Noche

-a beautiful yet cautious and fierce Filipina woman, she doesnt trust any of the Spaniards nor any other nationalities who come to Las Filipinas. She is also known as Maria Sirena. She has a beautiful singing voice and some colorful talents. She often spend late nights to do art. Her family has been in good contact with the town's Kura Paroko (parish priest), though, she dislikes him especially whenever she catches him staring at her. One day, a group of American friends spot her on a warm afternoon and they try to befriend her. Especially that man with a blue three-piece suit, a red bow tie and a fedora hat... (Also, if you know the story of either Maria Clara or Juli in El Fili, yk whats gonna happen to Maria Sirena, except she has a good ending compared to the aforementioned two characters)

Benedict Inkwell

-a famous artist in America who draws portraits of people in black paint and a white canvas. He also does inky portraits and pencil portraits. He didnt plan to go to Las Filipinas but his friends, Boris Connor, and his wife--which is also a friend-- Alice Connor (nee Angel) convinced him. They also tagged along the twin brothers Carlos and Manuel Blanco, and Manuel's girlfriend, Cala Maria Lithos. Benedict is often teased by his friends by calling him his famous nickname "Bendy" because he gets a lot of troubles as a child

Other characters

Boris Connor - Benedict's childhood friend and best friend. He is a married wolf. He is a Jack of all trades, meaning he can do any work and any occupation (Like Bert frlm Mary Poppins) and is also a Magician. He likes playing the Clarinet. American.

Alice Connor nee Angel - Boris' beautiful singing wife. Also a childhood friend of Benedict. She can play the piano and cooks very well. She is very friendly and open minded. American.

Carlos Jose Diego Blanco y Fernandez - the older twin brother. He likes collecting old stuff, especially vintage plates and cups. He is very good at wielding guns. Spanish. He is part of the Guardia Civil, to serve and protect the people--like his (retired) grandfather.

Manuel Alejandro Francisco Blanco y Fernandez - The younger twin brother. Also has a hobby of collecting vintage dishes like his brother. Spanish. He has a girlfriend. Good at wielding guns too, especially the sniper rifles. He is part of the Guardia Civil, to serve and protect the people--like his (retired) grandfather.

Cala Maria Lithos - A famous singer and Maxwell's girlfriend. Greek. She has strong eyes (idk how to put mataray into english lol) which sometimes makes people assume she is a bossy and rude person. But after her fame and people got to know her, her eyes became a part of her charm.

(i dont understand why spanish names gotta be so long ;-;)

Also note: all of the characters' powers here; bendy's ink manipulation, siren's mermaid tail and soul manipulation abilities, cuphead and mugman's fingerguns, cala's gorgon stare, are all REMOVED. Nobody has powers here, only guns, gunpowder, fire, knives and voices.

[[Theres a possibility they may be humanized but im not really dedicated to this lol]]

Here's the noli one (old ver)

#sirensea #fanart #what the hell am i doing #noli me tangere #el filibusterismo #<<inspirations #idk if this is an au or smth but they have a separate storyline compared to the og books #lol idk i dont want any story building kn this shit #bendy the demon #bendy x siren #boris the wolf #alice angel #alice angel x boris #cuphead #mugman #mugman x cala maria #spanish colonization era #las filipinas #bendy the ink demon #bendy #sona x canon #bendy and the ink machine #cddwtd #bendy and the dark revival

[innytoes]

You have one of those 12 foot skeletons in your yard and you caught me trying to take selfies with it / Sweet Tarts

Also for @invisibleraven who asked for the exact same thing. Who knew this prompt had Carrie/Reggie vibes?

When the Wilsons celebrated, they went hard. Their birthday blow-outs were legendary from the time Carrie had been in kindergarten. Their Fourth of July drones show (fireworks were so 90s) was epic and set to their favourite music. Christmas? Their mansion was covered in so many lights they had their own generator, and every room had a Christmas tree. (The one in Carrie's room was all pink, of course.)

So of course they went all out for Halloween, too. It was pretty hard to convert a sleek white modern mansion into a spooky old Victorian house, so instead they went all out with other kinds of decorations. Like the skeletons that hung out in front of the large windows on the second floor, having cocktails. Or the ghosts hanging from the trees and railings. Or the spooky lights and glowing orbs in the pool. Or the gazillion decorative pumpkins around the place. (Again, the ones in Carrie's room were pink.)

This year's new showstopper, though, was a twelve foot skeleton that her dad brought home. He showed it off, jazz hands and all, like the dork he was, and she could only barely hide her smile even as she eye-rolled at him.

"Not cool enough?" Dad asked her. "Don't worry, I thought of that."

And then he pulled out a pair of giant novelty sunglasses from somewhere. That got her to crack, and she laughed, which made her dad beam, which made her feel gooey inside. Out in public, they had to be perfect, and cool, and flawless, but when it was just the two of them, they could goof around and be dorks.

Now, while all of October was Go Hard On The Spooky Stuff, their Halloween basically had two big nights. The first was their Big Halloween Bash, where dad invited all his famous friends and people he worked with and Carrie got to invite some of her friends as long as they all promised to be cool.

The second, which deep down Carrie liked much better, was Trick or Treating. Because what was the point of living in the rich neighbourhood if not to show off all your badass decorations and costumes and spooky playlists and wow kids with amazing treats.

Full sized candy bars? Pah, those were for the old money losers down the street. Carrie and her dad got custom made edible crystals. Kids could pick out their own colour and shape, and eat something that looked like it shouldn't be eaten. Did you want a neon green orb, or a jagged piece of quartz, or even a candy beetle encased in 'amber'?

Carrie, of course, made sure to grab some in all her Candi's colours and put them aside. (And a few pink ones for herself.)

But the big holiday bash had come and gone, and trick or treating wasn't until tomorrow, so what the hell was this guy doing in their yard?

"Aren't you a little old to be trick or treating?" she asked as she flung the door open. Usually, if someone was lurking around like that, she'd call security, but this guy didn't seem to be paparazzi or a crazed fan who wanted to murder her dad. Also, she'd shoved her taser in the pocket of her cardigan before opening the door. (It was pink. And bedazzled.)

The boy, who seemed to be about her age, yelped and flailed, nearly dropping his crappy little phone. "Sorry, I'm sorry!" he stammered. "I thought nobody was home!"

Carrie raised one perfectly plucked eyebrow. "Is that supposed to make it better?" she asked in her nastiest mean-girl-voice.

He flushed, looking ashamed of himself. Suddenly, even with the leather jacket, he seemed a lot smaller. "I'm sorry," he said miserably. "It's just that this is the first time I've seen one of these giant skeletons in real life and I really wanted to take a selfie with it. I mean, he's wearing sunglasses and everything."

He looked so sad, like a kicked puppy, and really, she couldn't begrudge him too much. Their skeleton was pretty awesome. And he was pretty cute.

"You're never going to get all of him in frame with you like that," she rolled her eyes, grabbing her keys and demonstratively pulling the door closed behind her so he couldn't slip inside in case this was just a ruse.

She made sure to keep her hand on her taser as she passed him, but he just gaped at her. When she was far enough away to get all of the skeleton into the picture, she pulled out her phone. "Smile!" she said, and on instinct, he did. She snapped a picture, and when he realised what happened, he beamed, begging for another one.

She had to admit that the one hugging Skeletor's leg (yes, her dad had named their giant skeleton Skeletor like a massive dork) was pretty funny. As was the one where he was bowing down before it. And pretending to run away from it.

They had a little photo shoot for like two minutes, before he seemed to run out of ideas, and thanked her profusely, before moving to leave.

"Hey!" she shouted after him, and he froze in his tracks. "You have to give me your number so I can send these to you!" Okay, so he was cute but not very bright. She could work with that.

He looked a little flustered, but gave her his number to put in her phone. She sent him a test text, and his entire face lit up when he saw the first picture appear on his own screen.

And if maybe she texted him again the next day inviting him over to try one of their gourmet crystals and see the whole yard done up right for trick or treating, well, she just wanted to share the holiday spirit.

#carriexreggie #julie and the phantoms #carrie wilson #reggie peters #fanfic #I wrote a thing #halloween #oh to have a giant skeleton with sunglasses #reggie being a himbo and carrie being like: guess I'm into that #just picturing trevor and carrie's entire hallway filled with like 50 boxes of custom made gourmet candy #they have treasure chests on tables on the porch with the 'gems' in them for the kids to pick from #because fuck those old money people down the street they're gonna Win Halloween and every other holiday #(for the purpose of this fic Carrie maybe does not live in a house with barbed wire and a gate lol.) #also they make sure to compliment all the kids who are clearly Not From Around Here in their homemade or cheap costumes #because again fuck the old money gatekeeping assholes from down the street

[so-secret-it-was-daisy]

Hi, Kaylors

English is not my first language so pls be patient reading this

As much as I don't like talking about their private family life (bringing up their kids in conversations) that being said something caught my attention a while back with the whole speak now tv release/birth announcement/Taylor’s random game night out with friends and ever since I wanted to look more into it..

Here's what I found:: it all started with this⬇️

Something About the 13 days piqued my interest other than it's her birthday knowing it's symbolism and what it represents for Taylor..

There is something about the ill timing of those online pictures of her at a party out of nowhere which was strange considering she hasn't had public outings/hanging out with famous friends in forever ( RIP to the good old days of squad girl) on the same day that J.k posted it on Instagram letting the world know of the baby's arrival.. Him doing it both times with a little caption jk (pun intended)

Which reminded me of this by @chickawah23 I have seen a while back and how it clicked

it's all about the fvkin TIMING

I know it's reaching but life's a puzzle and I wanna play ▶️

Something tells me he was born days prior way before the announcement was made and that's how I clocked it down to the 7th to the exact date in her Tiktok caption<><><>

24th June=(13 days)=7th July

In btw those 13 days leading up to the birth from the speak now tv release and J.K posting it on the 13th July (13th for the second time) it's too good to be a koincidence and doing it in the exact same way it was done the first time ⤵️

Which is very strange considering the birth announcement of the first baby took place with Taylor having a public appearance at the grammys set to perform (when the news broke out online overnight) which seems to be a repeated pattern with the second baby's birth announcement taking place too with her coming out of her hiding to be seen because Taylor is out there when she wants to be seen either she is doing public engagements/media stuff otherwise she prefers hiding in plain sight..

Living a lifestyle she can afford using a private jet to go under the radar.. which is why they have managed not to be seen in public to this day whether on holidays or staying in the same place at the same time (looking at u <Paris>)

For me::

it's getting crazy Keeping up with rich people who are protecting what they love and in the name of karlie kloss it's all forgiven who is indeed made out of thousands of sunshine✨️ 💛

Food for thought::

What's the big deal can't they wait the next day to do the birth announcement?? why not wait for her to come back home or are they doing it to set up a narrative that she was out and about doing whatever God knows both times their supposed kids were born?? and why are they doing what I think they're doin 🤔

#invisiblestrings

#taylor swift and karlie kloss #gaylor swift #midnight thoughts #late stage kaylor

[cant-get-no-worse]

helllooo

what are your thoughts on scaloni having doubts about his future in the national team ? what do you think is going on ?

love your takes they’re always so well put together

Hii Ro 🫶In the 7 hours it took me to answer, a plethora of information more or less clearing up what happened appeared on twitter sooo... but since I had 2 or 3 other asks about it I'll take the opportnity to round things up briefly for people unaware of the general situation! I'm in no way an expert btw, this is just what I understood/lived as an expat arg and got from my arg side of the family.

So as per Gastón & other news outlet, Scaloni (perhaps some other members of the technical staff of the Argentine NT as well) has had a problem with the AFA for some time now. If we had to resume state of affairs :

The AFA (Argentine Football Association) show

Governing institution of football in the country which would deserve a fourth star of its own for its spectacular dedication to worsen itself by the years. A true marvel of corruption and incompetence display. Its first chairman had presidency from 1979 to 2014, and after he died things went a bit avok (not to say he hadn't already himself some corrupt payments scandals to his name). But essentially, before there was one mogul-in-chief who ran things, whereas after people started to mess it up even more.

For a quick and famous example of how things were (are) run there, the 2015 presidency election opposing Luis Segura to Marcelo Tinelli saw them tie at 38 votes each. There were 75 voting members in the comity.

Anyways what does it matter eh, Segura (elected) lasted two years before he was forced out for "aggravated administrative fraud" (fancy terms they have).

Evidence of discontentment from the players can be found in press comments and some Messi's instagram posts circa 2016 where he highlighted AFA's "disastrous" way of running things. It was also made public by a security agent that they had to come to Messi amidst an internal dispute with AFA to ask him to do something about their 6-months due salaries — quite maddening if you think about it. Regular informations of coaches and staffs not being paid for the competition they'd worked in would come out.

Precedents beefs

Amidst all those organisational/financial/political corruption issues, it's no surprise then for there to be precedents of players, employees and coaching staff beefing with AFA. Tata Martino and his entire team resigned in July 2016 following disagreements.

Tapia

AFA current chairman Chiqui Tapia (in place since 2017) is quite a controversial figure, drawing wide support & affection one day and outrage the other. A few time ago he was praised for having relocated a U-I-Forgot world cup in Argentina, allowing our evicted team to come back to the competition (only to lose again lmfao). Recently tho, it was more outrage that prevaled for how AFA passed a regulation stipulating that the Argentine first championship wouldn't have a three-places relegation anymore. Many pointed it as the death of an otherwise already wobbly championship. He's also branded with various nicknames such as Chiqui Mafioso, pointing at his meddling with politicians (including former Economy Minister and 2023 presidential elections runner-up, Massa) and other shady stuff.

So what's up with Scaloni ?

So now here are a list of stuff people/journalists have come up with over the day regarding the potential reasons for Scaloni's declarations + some own thoughts :

6 days ago - still in the middle of Argentine's presidential elections - a journalist asked Scaloni in a press conference about the clubs' privatisation - a tumultuous topic that has been thrusted on the hands of politicians for more than a decade now. Some think the journalist was mended by Tapia or others to get Scaloni - coach of the National Selection, fresh out of a treble and thus getting lots of media attention and support from the people - to publically stand against the privatisation of the clubs and thus directly or indirectly to give support to presidential candidate Massa, supported by, as I was saying earlier, Chiqui Tapia.

Still on the political, journalists report that last week Massa asked, via Tapia, for a photo with the national team's players who refused : Tapia thus tried to pressure Scaloni in persuading them to do so.

General weariness of the way things are ran at AFA - who apparently have not taken their three peat as a hint to professionalize a bit and have still not paid the coaching staff or players for the WC win in Qatar. They also have been running up and about the globe to face really lower-ranked selections in order to bring cash in which not only tires everyone due to travel but is not to the taste of Scaloni as he'd want to keep playing against levelled opponents in the perspective of the 2024 Copa América and to find an actual usefulness to the games instead of pure exhibition for money.

So all of this = could be a way for Scaloni to publically put pressure on AFA during the break before the next international break in March, to see how they are going to react and let him time to decide if the issues have been fixed or not for him to continue as head coach.

It's worth noting apart from the political turmoil that Scaloni has also been head coach of a national team for about three years now, experimenting immense pressure which is of course at its culminating point now that they've won everything and are expected to continue to do so. A lack of motivation, a feeling of being overwhelmed by the pression can be factors for his statement. In this, I'm dabing a bit into personal experience as I'm recalled of Pep Guardiola's similar situation with FC Barcelona. Once you're on top of the world, with world-class/heavy names players filling the locker room, in a place that puts football above much things, you're bound to take a pause and look around to figure out what the sweet fuck you're going to do now. As they say it's not the destination that counts, it's the journey : the motivation can drag you for one, two, three years to every culminating point you see shining, but once you've conquered all those peaks, you can be left quite empty-handed and disoriented cause you have to find a new hunger to hit a new road again.

So here's a resume + my take of whatever's happening at the moment! I think that it could go either way, although I would be surprised to see him go before the Copa América. Whatever he does, honestly, and even though I'd be truly fucking sad and bitter to see him go, I wouldn't say a bad word about his decision, whatever it may be. How could we say anything about the guy who ended several decades long drought of trophies, put a team as close as a family together and led them to win us three trophies in the span of two years? I love him very much and whatever he does, I'll just be thankful. but yeah aimar do your job omg keep him until june for gods sake

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