#YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME !!! 😡

[yowyowyaoi]

Hidan’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Deidara:

Fuck you

Where’s the money you owe me

I KNOW it was you asshole

At least mine isn’t 91!

Pizza or Chinese?

No bc if you killed him Leader would just blame ME.

Help me prank Itachi and I’ll give you half my next check 

Scared of a little gengetsu? Pussy

Go smell Tobi’s hair then ask me who took your damn cheap-ass shampoo 

Why would you eat it it HAD MY NAME ON THE LABEL bastard!

Ok but can ya’ll go to HIS room once in a while?? I don’t need to be kept up all night!!

From Kisame

Do that to Itachi again and I’ll eviscerate you and floss with your intestines.

That Jashin voodoo crap doesn’t scare me kid

Why the hell would you eat that?! You don’t even LIKE tuna!!

You better hope you can outrun Deidara then 

I think you meant that for Kakuzu. GOD I hope you meant that for Kakuzu.

From Zetsu

You left that guy outside can I eat him?

Are you done with that body yet?

Believe it or not fear actually seasons the meat 

Weird question but can I lick your scythe before you clean it 👀

From Konan

Lol pretty sure his are bigger than mine kid

He’s not that old he just looks like that 

Leftover ribs in fridge for you 

Pls stop harassing him. He blows up my phone for hours complaining about you 😒

Get back down here and clean all this blood you trailed in! I JUST cleaned the floor!! 😤

Dinner. Last warning.

Me and Deidara going to get manicures, you in?

You think I can’t knock you out just because you’re taller? Challenge accepted.

From Sasori

I’m not a pervert he’s 19 he’s an ADULT.

Best friend? Since when??

That medicine won’t take effect if you don’t LAY DOWN and GO TO SLEEP, brat.

For as fascinated as you seem to be with my anatomy you’d think YOU were the one sleeping with me, not Dei 🧐

If Kakuzu already said no then NO.

Next time I’m stitching that mouth shut so we can all get some peace and quiet.

Yes but I can make mine any size I want at any time. You’re stuck with what you’ve got. 

From Nagato

Because I said so.

Yes, really.

Be thankful that’s the ONLY punishment you received.

What she and I do is none of your concern, brat.

I’m sorry but you know Kakuzu has the final say in all financial matters.

You either apologize or I’m going to let Zetsu eat you.

Because you two cause too much trouble when we let you take missions together.

From Itachi

I’m not falling for that one again.

Never. Never in a thousand lifetimes.

Because it’s unsanitary!!

I know you took it I saw you wearing it yesterday.

Why were you even listening anyway? Pervert.

Only if Tobi comes too, I don’t trust the two of you alone.

Literally a few greens won’t kill you.

Yes you did know that!! I told everyone on the VERY FIRST DAY how allergic I am to that! 😡

Either finish your ritual or take that guy somewhere else I can’t sleep with all the screaming.

From Tobi

Of course not! We’re just friends! 

Wait do you think I might have a shot with him?! 👀

Idk I left after I saw Zetsu chewing on the guy’s foot

Is there a way to take back a picture after you send it before the other person looks at it? 

Want some cake? Want to eat myself but Konan says to share or I’m gonna die 😅

From Kakuzu

How much is it?

Did you use the coupons I gave you?

That shit is coming out of your paycheck brat

Sorry. Next time I won’t make them so tight.

Because I don’t have the patience and you’re not responsible enough.

I stg if you bring one more lawsuit against this organization 😡

My room. Now. 

Everybody gets the exact same. If you waste yours that’s your own fault.

Make me ask again and I’ll come get you and throw you over my shoulder

This is getting ridiculous how many times am I gonna have to sew it back on?!

Come see me tonight I’ll take care of it.

It was you and Deidara. I KNOW it was you and Deidara.

Maybe if you’re a good boy.

#the akatsuki #hidan #text message #kakuhida #kakuzu x hidan #implied sasodei #implied kisaita #implied tobidei #deidara #sasori #tobi #kakuzu #zetsu #konan #nagato #kisame hoshigaki #itachi uchiha #Akatsuki Daily Texts Series

[hchollym]

Dumbledore Was Worse Than I Remembered.

I was rereading Book 4 for Percy quotes when I saw these:

“So — straight into it. Curses. They come in many strengths and forms. Now, according to the Ministry of Magic, I’m supposed to teach you countercurses and leave it at that. I’m not supposed to show you what illegal Dark curses look like until you’re in the sixth year. You’re not supposed to be old enough to deal with it till then. But Professor Dumbledore’s got a higher opinion of your nerves, he reckons you can cope, and I say, the sooner you know what you’re up against, the better. How are you supposed to defend yourself against something you’ve never seen?” 

&

To their surprise, Professor Moody had announced that he would be putting the Imperius Curse on each of them in turn, to demonstrate its power and to see whether they could resist its effects. “But — but you said it’s illegal, Professor,” said Hermione uncertainly as Moody cleared away the desks with a sweep of his wand, leaving a large clear space in the middle of the room. “You said — to use it against another human was —” “Dumbledore wants you taught what it feels like,” said Moody, his magical eye swiveling onto Hermione and fixing her with an eerie, unblinking stare. “If you’d rather learn the hard way — when someone’s putting it on you so they can control you completely — fine by me. You’re excused. Off you go.” 

I don't even remember this from when I initially read the books, but I highly doubt that Moody/Barty Jr. was lying, because word would have spread quickly, and it would have been too easy for someone like McGonagall to call his bluff.

These are 14 year old kids. Even if he wanted Harry trained, this is just disturbing! 😡

#anti dumbledore #hp #reread #my thoughts #my opinion

[ofmermaidstories]

Merms!!! I am so exited about reader’s love of fresh produce you’ve got planned for sho’s fic!! I work on a nonprofit farm and conservation center and am sooo passionate about sustainable growing and regional veggies and herbs and plants so I’m very very exited that’s a lil nugget you’re putting in!! Not that it’ll be like the star of the show but those little glimpses and specificities are always so fun and full of life!

Anyways hehe visit your local farm stand(s) everyone if it’s available to you! A lot of places (around me, and my farm at least!) have programs and partners to help with food security so you can get free or discounted produce! And everyone there will prob be willing to chat about plants and growing or info on local food security initiatives, we give some of the harvest to the community and one of our neighbor’s focus is solely on food security!! Anyways RAHHH APOLOGIES I care abt this a lot and got up on a soap box 😭

Don’t apologise! Passion is good, and this is such an important thing to be passionate about. 🥺 Omg working on a farm though—I grew up on one so I can only imagine how hard you must work!!! I still live in a rural area now—although not as rural as East-Jesus-Nowhere when I was a kid—so I’m pretty lucky to have access to a lot of local produce!!! Especially with inflation hitting and raising prices. 😭 I shouldn’t complain though; my bestie was back home last week, visiting, and she was floored that sweet potatoes were like, $2.99 a kilo at the fruit shop—whereas apparently she was paying about $10 back in New Zealand? Dire 😭

You must do a lot of good work with your conservation and your non-profit. 🥺 All this talk of gardening tho makes me think of Carly Burd, that British woman who was harvesting from a little allotment and using the veggies she was growing to make up boxes to hand out to people who needed them—until some bastard salted the land!!! 😡 I hope they’re eventually outted—imagine having scum like that walk around among you! And you have to be scum, to have a problem with someone helping others feed themselves. idk, in Australia at least we waste so much produce just because it’s not pretty enough for the shelves or is a bit smaller than what the supermarkets want or it has to be thrown out EOD, and it’s so devastating because we’re such a big country—we can afford to feed our own, and we don’t. 🥺 I hate it!!!! I’ll stop myself there before I really get going, lmfao, but I just wanted to say your work sounds meaningful. 🥺 At the end of the day, getting yourself fed is the main thing, whether it’s from a packet of frozen Dollartree beans or a fresh bag of ‘em off the farm, but—it’s good that there’s farmers and programs and people out there trying to do what they can. 🥺💕

(Just for you, Anon, I’ll make sure our Reader for Shouto’s fic gets her veggies as local as she can 💕)

#ofmermaidstories-asks #still falling for you — fic #do u like my box of veggies? im so proud of them LMAO they took me like two hours 💀 my best drawn veggies yet 🥹 #i made a little ‘shop local’ version actually but it looked dumb bc im not a graphic designer 🥺 so the veggies by themselves it is 😌

[gemwing2010]

Rugrats: Babies in Toyland ❄️🎄🎁🧸🚂

Warning, this will contain spoilers of the special so please read with care and enjoy.

Rugrats: Babies in Toyland, is my all time favourite Christmas Special in the entire franchise. It is very a fun and entertaining special filled with some festive baby adventures and it carries a pure message of learning the true meaning of Christmas.

The special tells us the story of Tommy and his friends celebrating his brother’s first Christmas and trying to make it special as well as keeping Dil happy.

This Christmas, the entire friends and families are heading off to visit Christmas Land, a winter wonderland designed by Stu, Dil and Tommy’s inventor father and endorsed by their Aunt Charolette’s company.

While celebrating Baby Dil’s first Christmas is the main plot, Angelica has her own story arc where she claims to be good all year, when in reality, she’s being completely naughty since the start of the episode where she scares off the Christmas carollers at hers cousins’ house, being rude to one of the staff members dressing as one of Santa’s elves and gong as far as gleefully lying to Tommy and his friends that if Dil doesn’t get a present the first time round, he’ll never have another Christmas for the rest of his life.

And she’s only digging herself deeper by driving the man who was hired to play as Santa to quit, making the kids think the real Santa Claus was calling it quits.

While Angelica had been a complete brat about the guy giving her a cute toy reindeer with a scarf plushy instead of what she had listed out what she actually wanted, I have to be honest, I did got out a few giggles when she exclaimed this following quote:

Angelica: You’ve got me a… MOOSE?!?! 😡

Meanwhile, while they were checking out the atheistic of an old pioneer cabin, the grown-ups get snowed in when Stu’s snow machine malfunctions and they try to think of a way to get out.

Back with the kids, when Kimi suggested that when “Santa” had quit, he had left all of the presents at his workshop back in the North Pole. Unfortunately, being the greedy and selfish little brat as she is, Angelica had no intention of sharing Christmas with the babies and wants all the presents to herself. She deliberately lies to the babies and directs them to the woods while she sneaks off to the North Pole on her own with Prancy the Reindeer as her only companion.

During a crazy yet cute fantasy of the babies getting involved in a scene from the Nutcracker, facing up against the wicked Mouse King and his mouse army, the babies gathered a few items they believed are presents: Chuckie finds a large Christmas walnut, Phil takes a ballet slipper from Clara (of course Lil did ask first) while Lil takes a ribbon and Kimi picks a small bell that Chuckie accidentally kicked off from the Mouse King’s neck (long story).

After making their escape, the babies encounter a lost goat under the belief he belongs to Santa and decided to take him with them.

While still trapped in the cabin, the adults soon start to learn the true meaning of Christmas while making decorations and roasting chestnuts just like the pioneers used to do.

Meanwhile, after she reaches the North Pole, Angelica starts to understand the true meaning of Christmas herself after she was given “The Reason You Suck” Speech from Santa’s head elf when he told her the cold hard truth about her being nothing but naughty throughout the entire night as well as is genuinely heartbroken when a now living Prancy rejected her after she had called him a “dumb reindeer” earlier.

After a charming song sequence that motivated her to be good all through the year while treating each day like Christmas, Angelica has a change of heart and reconciles with Prancy while deciding to seek out the babies and bring them their presents.

Meanwhile, after he thought the kids were under the care of his wife, Lulu and the other adults, Grandpa Lou volunteers to play Santa while the guy who had quit is missing in action. When he other hears a report of “Six babies have been seen with a goat heading towards the Bethlehem pavilion”, Lou grabs a little one horse open sleigh and rides off to the rescue.

Open reaching Bethlehem, the babies find a doll of Baby Jesus and give him all the presents they had gathered on their journey. Even Dil wanted to give the baby the hat he had picked up, which is a very sweet Character Development since Dil tends to get all grabby, claiming anything he gets his tiny hands on since his debut in the first movie.

After Lou rounds them up and pulls over to dig his family and friends out from the snowed-in cabin, Chuckie is the one to voice out that the presents don’t really matter since the babies still had fun together and that Christmas is all about being with all they hold so dear.

A fully reformed Angelica enters the scene and gives the babies their presents. To add in the heartwarming moment, she decided to give Prancy to Dil, promising she’ll visit her reindeer friend.

After the fa likes are reunited, everyone all agree that this Christmas is the best one yet before they all gathered around the piano as Lou and Lulu happily sing “We Wish You a Merry Christmas while the specials ends with the real Santa Claus flying over Christmas Land in his sleigh, delivering gifts to all the good children all over the world.

I always liked tobelieve that Babies in Toyland is the official finale of the original Rugrats because it serves a healthy Character Development for Angelica’s character and I just love the message it brings out the true meaning of Christmas.

Hope you all enjoy that special as much as I do and I wish you a Merry Christmas, a Happy New Year and may your dreams shine. ✨

🎁🧸🚂

#Rugrats #nostalgia #this is so wholesome 😊 #Merry Christmas

[jinkicake]

BIG MOOD PATHETIC SCARAMOUCHE IS SO FUNNY HES RLY THE LITTLE MEOW MEOW😭 need him to be absolutely obsessed w me but he’s too embarrassed that he wants to hold my hand so he pretends to hate me and im like “ that’s mice sweetheart what di you want for dinner?” Saw someone make a dc where you ignore him for like 5 days and he’s on his knees begging like “PLEASE LOOK AT ME” like thats so real to me😭😭 bc once you’ve given him affection he’s gunna do everything to keep it within his grasp😔 ALSO HE DEF WOULD TIE YOU UP AND LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN💀 childe and singora are so casual about it😭 when he comes back they talk like you’re not even there “how long have they been here?” “I lost count after the fourth hour” “ they’re still conscious I’m impressed” like he’s such an asshole but he will do the 🥺🥺👉🏼👈🏼”can I have a hug” afterwards💀 love that for him. Keeps him in my pocket like a little purse dog, he’s my guard dog boyfriend bc he will kill first and ask questions later. “ I don’t like how he looked at you” “he’s the waiter” AND YOOOO DONT EVEN LET DOTTORE UGLY ASS COME CLOSE TO YOU ITS OVER FR-don’t like his new design he’s just a creep like I was the “clones” back the short haired funny scientist dude like I like them unhinged in a clown way!! He’s fuckable, the abusive leather daddy dom on the other hand😒 like he’s fun if he has a tired annoyed uncle personally like he lives to bully childe. But just going around threatening scaramouche and collei bc I forgot he did experiments on her too in the manga is musty like that mask is lame!! WHERE IS THE CLOWN KING😡- he would reflexively go for his throat like he opens his mouth and suddenly his throat is slit “ my bad I got anxious” SGDHSHS UNDERSTANDABLE😭😭😭 and the streets is saying he’s gunna have a claymore??? BE SERIOUS HES A SCIENTISTS TWINK WHOS HUNCHED IVER IN A LAB ALL DAY HE CANT CARY THAT SHIT?? Like he only experiments on KIDS bc he could never kidnap a whole adult like imagine he tries to get itto?? HIS ASS WOULD BE DEAD IN 10 SECONDS!! HE CANNOT FIGHT DELUSION OR NOT!! I would beat his ASS like if you don’t get your ass out my face looking like an X-ray 😒 like be bothering all them people bc he wants so ass he weights 70 pounds soaking wet so he needs to borrow childes body weight

no exACTLY. listen, i love mean!scaramouche as much as the next person but if he's not obsessed then i dont want him. pathetic!scaramouche is the best scaramouche

i saw this scaralumi fanart of him drunk at a bar and diluc calls lumine to calm scara down and when she answers hes like 'hey ugly' and she hangs up and he starts crying again and ugh it's too perfect like that artist captured his best side with that simple fanart heheh

HAHAH yeah scaramouche is the worst bc he would do something so mean to you like ignore you while working but the second he finds out youre mad at him he'll be begging for your attention like he didn't just starve you for two days.... hes a great yandere me thinks-

Scaramouche = purse dog is the best comparison ive ever read T T

okay hear me out... i can forgive all the heinous crimes dottore has committed but i draw the line at him being UGLY. Maybe if he were cuter I would also be obsessed w him but he's so..... eh- LOL i like the clones better than him! (rip to the clones :-(() but also.... him being ugly is kinda the appeal? am i right??? i can never make up my mind-

dottore is supposed to have a CLAYMORE?! WHAT THE HLLL,,,im very confused about his leaks bc i heard that the shit company can't let characters be playable if theyre evil and tbh i dont want him to be redeemed bc he literally cant be redeemed and hes fun as a psycho like??? idk idk idk im just focused on sexy yelan in 3.4 she will be mine!

also isn't dottore one of the top three strongest in the fatui??? right i think....? i seriously dont know how but tbh i dont care! i just focus on mr hottie soooooooooooo sexy capitano teehee

#sarahandoikawatalkshit

[11queensupreme11]

My Drunken Dead Yuta Theory 🍾🤪

(This is a theory that I made like… the day after chapter 181 of the manga was released. I originally put in my jjk fic “TSUNAMI”, but decided to copy-paste it here because why not.)

Just to clarify: I WAS NOT COMPLETELY DRUNK WHEN I THOUGHT OF THIS! I was drinking (not that much ofc) and barbecuing with my friends when I had an epiphany: Yuta is possibly Yuji’s foil and therefore, he might die because of it.

(Btw, I literally came to this conclusion when I was pulling at the aluminum foil for the barbecue. Lol, get it, foil? Foil??? no??? ok bye 🥲)

EDIT: In my wattpad/quotev rant, I completely forgot to explain what a foil is, whoops. A literary foil is basically a character that contrasts another character.

Ex: Nanami and Mei Mei. Nanami cares a lot about children and the safety of others and returned to the jujutsu world because he knew he was making a positive impact on ppl. Meanwhile Mei Mei is only concerned about money and doesn’t care much for anyone else’s life but her own. She exploits everyone including her own brother (a child) and pretty much used him as a shield against a powerful curse. They’re opposites of each other.

You can find a more detailed analysis about these two characters being foils over at reddit. Can’t put the link in cuz tumblr’s a meanie about links. 

LEMME EXPLAIN WHAT I MEAN.

First off, look at this Twitter thread I found about jjk chapter 181:

Before Gege created Yuji, Yuta was his original main character. He was created during a time where main characters of shounen animes/mangas all started out super strong or OP—that’s why Yuta was so powerful back in Volume 0 because that was usually how creators made their MCs back then.

Around the time Yuji was created, there was a shift in interests within the shounen genre; people began to find MCs who quickly became OP boring, they became more fond of more developed characters instead. Main characters, like Yuji, had more realistic progress in their abilities rather than starting out special and OP.

And you know another thing that was super common back in the day? Shounens had a thing for using the Power of Friendship and Talk-no-Jutsu to unrealistically settle conflicts. With the Power of Friendship and Talk-no-Jutsu, protagonists and their friends easily defeated the villains and all was good! 🤗

That’s not what Gege’s doing here, as the Twitter thread above had already explained.

In JJK, he’s showing us that corruption (the jujutsu society as a whole) and selfishness (Sukuna, Mei Mei, Zenins, etc) will always win over selflessness and all things good and holy. He’s showing us that being good can be a weakness, it can get you or other people killed, so it’s better to only care about yourself.

Gojo tried to save people in the train station and got trapped. Nanami prioritized the safety of the kids and got killed for it. Meanwhile, you’ve got fucked up characters like Mei Mei (who I think is Nanami’s foil) who gets to live and thrive in her selfishness (after Nanami died, she’s later seen in Malaysia—you know, the place Nanami wanted to visit the most?—because she ran away from Shibuya to save her ass).

I think the reason why Gege brought Yuta back was so he could be Yuji’s opposite. Yuji’s going down a dark path after what happened in Shibuya and I wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up prioritizing his life and becoming more selfish.

Then we got Yuta who refuses to believe that you should fight for yourself and chooses to fight for his friends and loved ones. During his fight with Uro, he was constantly trying to Talk-no-Justu her into believing in the ✨Power of Friendship✨ and whatnot 💀💀💀

Girl was literally trying to tell him that that shit won’t work in the real world, but he was like “how dare you insult the Power of Friendship! 😡 *proceeds to beat her up*” BOY PLEASE JUST LET HER SPEAK OMFG 😩

It’s clear to me that Yuta is supposed to represent the stereotypical shounen MC whereas Yuji represents a newer, darker concept of an MC. And we’ve seen how many times Gege’s shown us that the stereotypical shounen shit is unrealistic and is NOT gonna happen in his manga. Because of this, I think that he might have Yuta actually try to fight one of the Big Bads (Kenjaku or maybe Sukuna) and die terribly as a result of it. That would be a VERY obvious message to the readers that the Power of Friendship and Talk-no-Jutsu ain’t gonna work in the world of JJK.

EDIT: omg didn’t Yuta say he was gonna try and gain 400 points and then fight Kenjaku so Gojo wouldn’t have to??? BOY YOU BETTER SIT YOUR ASS DOWN

I HOPE TO GOD THAT I’M WRONG THOUGH!

I don’t want Yuta to die 😭😭😭 I don’t want ANY of them to die, I WANT THEM TO LIVE A HAPPY LIFE WITH A WHOLE NEW REFORMED JUJUTSU SOCIETY WHERE CORRUPTION DOESN’T EXIST AND MAYBE SUKUNA PULLS A KURAMA AND BECOMES GOOD.

But that’s clown shit, I know 😞

JJK is probably gonna have a very sad ending and I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if it ended with the bad guys winning and the good guys dead 😭

If my theory made any of you guys upset… good :)

It made me upset when I thought of it, so I thought it was only fair to put you guys through this pain too 💖

#yuta okkotsu #yuuta okkotsu #Jujutsu Kaisen #jjk #jujutsu kaisen meta #jujutsu kaisen theory #jjk 181 #jjk spoilers #im sorry yuta bby #i hope im wrong #but if im not... rip #fly high #rambles #👸🏻| rambles

[georgiapeach30513]

Family Group Chat

Boys Will Be Boys

James:  I did it.  I tried a new tossed salad today.  I'm telling you, I could eat salad everyday. Iris makes the best salad.

Carter:  You do love your greens, buddy.

James:  The dressing was extra sweet and juicy today.

Ransom:  Tell Iris to send Kitten the recipe.  I know she was wanting a more sweet dressing for Sunday dinner.

James:  I'm sure she'd let you toss her salad with a sweet dressing.  Although, I get the impression that Kitten loves her some creamy dressing.

Blade:  Gross

Ransom:  What's wrong with creamy dressing?  Your mom is a big fan of that

Blade:  I need fucking therapy.  Where's Bucky randomly asking to leave the chat??? BUCKY! JOSHUA??

Ransom: I know you like to be healthy son, maybe you should ask your sister what she's feeding James.

Blade: Bye.

Carter:  Story got me a rose today, and it was the prettiest rose I've ever seen

James: Was it all soft and freshly bloomed?

Carter: Of course.  Only the best.  Story always has the prettiest rose petals

Blade: Um...this is Lo.  James can you tell me or Blade, whatever you're comfortable with, the directions on how you make this salad, please?  I've always been curious ☺

Carter: The rose had fresh morning dew on the petals

Ransom:  🤔🤔 Where did this rose come from?

Beck: I bet she picked it out of the garden.

Ransom:  MY garden??

Chris: 😂😂😂😂 You did help grow this rose

Blade:  Yeah Well, I got Lo a new strand of pearls. It looked so pretty on her neck

Beau: Arleigh's looking for a strand herself.

Blade: I can help you look 😉

Owin:  Wait a minute

Chris:  😂😂😂 Oop 🙈

Owin: Blade?  Beau???

Joshua:  Easy there killer.  Pearls are a nice touch every now and then

James:  NO!  Get him outta here

Beck:  I was actually wanting to try a different commute to work

Blade:  What??

Beau:  Beck is confused

Carter: 👀👀 Is this a back entrance to work?

Beck: Yes!  Aster is scared.

James:  Smaller tunnel, huh?

Beck:  Yes!  She's so unsure if she wants me to commute that way I told her that you commute that way and Iris is fine James HELP ME! I tried it once, but Az was so unsure, she made me turn around

Ransom:  Aster is a baby.  Tell her to get over it

Beck: Right away sir.

Chris:  Don't do that That won't help your case. You're trying to get her to try a new commute, not talk about her father.

Ransom:  Aster loves her father.

Chris: Just ease her into the new commute.  Make sure you've had a recent oil change.  Take your time, but get her comfortable.  She'll eventually come around to the new way

Owin: Mr. D I love you

Ransom:  She's my kid.  I just don't understand why she has to be a big baby.

Beck: She is such a sweet girl when she's being a baby.

Owin:  🙈🙈

Ransom:  🤔🤔 I'm confused

Chris: 😂😂

Joshua:  Oh dear....

Chris:  Beck, buddy, if you want you can always treat her like a big baby after the commute.  It'll make her feel better to be petted.

Ransom:  What's this commute?  I'll drive it just to assure her it's fine

Beck: Uhh...I don't know the exact address But I don't think you'd be a fan of this commute sir

James: Yeah, there's tight spaces in that tunnel

Ransom: I am a bit claustrophobic

Blade:  I hate all of you

Steve:  Why did this conversation go from salads, to roses, to pearls, to a commute I was trying to catch up, but this is nonsense

Joshua: Emy had a big slab of steak the other day.  It made her pass out from having to use her mouth so much.

Bucky:  and you guys think I'm dumb

James:  My sister is a vegetarian 😡😡

Owin:  Uh oh.  Caught again!

Joshua:  Oooh, sorry James.  She's not a vegetarian.   Not even close.  She has meat like everyday

Chris:  Ah, the meat sweats, classic.

Steve: What???

Ransom:  Bucky knows something I don't know.  I don't like it Bucky!  Spill it

*James leaves chat*

*Carter leaves chat*

*Beck leaves chat*

Blade:  Cowards

Beau: Pitiful

Curtis:  Bucky, what's going on??

*Beau leaves chat*

Chris:  😂😂😂 Beau Beau still scared of Curtis

Ari:  He should be scared of me! Blade!!!

Chris:  🍿🍿🍿

*Blade leaves chat*

Ransom:  Wait a minute.   Chris brought out the popcorn!!! Bucky??!!

Bucky:  They're speaking in code Tossing a salad is another name for eating ass

Chris: 😂😂😂 Ran, how you feeling daddy-o??

Bucky: Pearls...Blade is cumming on Lo

Ari:  Beau mentioned pearls??

Joshua:  Aren't you and Curtis Doms??

Curtis: He's a switch.  I'm a Dom What does that have to do with anything

Joshua:  I’m assuming a strand of pearls has happened a lot

Ari:  Especially before we decided to get pregnant

Owin:  🤢🤢 DAD!!

Bucky:  Story doesn't have a rose bush.  I've seen her garden

Owin:  😂😂 You sure you've seen her garden Buck?? I don't know if Carter will like you looking at her garden.

Chris:  Story doesn't have any bushes

Ransom:............

Chris: Oh come on!  Everyone knows she hates body hair and had it lasered off her whole body Morning dew???  Really?  There's only one rose that Carter is worried about

Ransom:  😡😡

Bucky: I thought he was talking about an actual rose

Chris:  🤦🏻‍♂️

Ransom: Not only are they disgusting, but I will kill them ALL of them!

Steve: You literally named your wife after the fact you could make her pussy purr

*Blade leaves chat*

Owin:  High five Mr. D!

Ransom:  Shut up

Chris:  😂😂😂 And now everyone calls her Kitten

Ransom:  It's cute!!

Steve: It's what you called her pussy!

Ransom:  Wrong...sometimes I called it a kitty cat

Bucky:  Why do we always have to do this??  It's not fun

Chris:  I think I'm going to eat some salad

*Chris leaves chat*

Joshua: What the fuck 😂😂

Owin: Where do you find these men?

Ransom:  GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!

Steve:  Ransom.... You're at my house

Ransom: I was talking to Chris.

Bucky:  Who left the chat.  He didn't hear you.  

Owin:  Unless you screamed.  Did you scream??

Ransom: I make my wife scream

*Ransom leaves chat*

Owin:  He's such a tease

Curtis: I made her scream, too

Owin: 😲😲😲

*Curtis leaves chat*

Frank:  Made her scream first

*Frank leaves chat*

Owin: He seriously just pops up whenever the fuck he wants to doesn't he??

Bucky:  Go home

Steve: Made her scream on my fingers

*Steve leaves chat*

Owin: Ahh!!  What is this? I'm about to call Mrs. D!

Ari:  Son, let it go

Owin:  Dad...

Ari:  no

*Ari leaves chat*

Joshua:  You ask too many questions

Owin:  It fascinates me.  Speaking of which.  You need to try a different angle

Joshua:  What??

Owin: I came across this video. I saw your couch, and a picture of the dogs You do great work

*Joshua leaves chat*

Owin:  Oh come on!!

#desperate lives #desperate lives au #desperate verse #da au #dau #desperate group chats #group chats

[maximotts]

Oh that sucks! I hope that soon you'll be able to work at the place that makes you happy and fulfilled!

Oh that anon jinxed me then 😡 I'm kidding 😂 and I get told all the time that I read very fast 🫠 but that's honestly just me not having any self control 😂 and yeah the storm passed and the power is back on and I'm debating on pulling an all nighter just to read the whole book 😅

It looks like you are having a fun weekend and I hope it continues that way 🩷-📖

That’s how you get through books so fast too, all of those all nighters!! I’m glad you’ve got your power back tho, now you can speed through books in peace haha

And thank you, I hope you’ve had a good weekend as well! I wanted to get more writing done tonight but my allergies are absolutely killing me and instead I’m just lazily scrolling through my phone apps haha

#also I did make all of rias water bottle holder except for the strap tho this afternoon #so das something at least #book nonnie 📖

[yowyowyaoi]

Tobi’s Daily Texts from the Akatsuki

From Sasori

What exactly do you expect me to say to that?

Donuts outside your door. Peace offering.

I’m sure it’s just as scared of you as you are of it.

No it’s three. THREE leaves are bad.

I’ll have Deidara give it to you but from now on if you idiots choose to keep going out without sunscreen I’m no longer treating the burn.

I noticed. But we all have secrets. That one is yours.

I’ve long forgotten the taste of food but if you think you can do a better job than Konan, by all means tell her. I’m sure she’ll take it well.

From Zetsu

What would he even be to you? Uncle? Grandpa? Great-grandpa? 

Patience, sunshine and a lottttttt of sugar.

He wouldn’t be very pleased that you’re letting one immature blonde ruin your focus this way …

No I HAD to eat him. His screaming would have attracted the enemy.

Your eyes look atrocious have you been using the drops??

Don’t kill it until I get there! They make great snacks 😋

I get that but sleep is important too kid.

Pls tell me you’re not the one who ate it all. Please. Please.

From Hidan

I mean maybe if you had a bigger dick but I’m not even sure the puppet has one at all so idk man 🤷‍♂️

Geez I wasn’t that drunk was I? 

You’ve got some balls on you bastard but fuck yes I’m in!! 😈 Funniest shit ever.

So get out of bed and come hang out. Just laying there all day ain’t helping shit.

It’s rated R but only for the sex shit. Don’t worry I know what a little bitch you are about scary movies 🙄

You snitch on me and tomorrow you wake up with your severed hand shoved up your ass 😇

Stop being such a stingy mf you don’t even like ribs asshole!

Not as weird as you think. He’s very flexible for a geezer 

No you’d be perfect for it. Nobody could read your face bc of that fucking mask!

Don’t let Konan see she’d kill both of us and then dig us up to fuck us up again 😓

From Kisame

Itachi insists I ask you to join us, so please come.

There isn’t one in your closet and even if there was, why would you send ME after it?!

God are you and Itachi related or something?! I can’t get either one of you to stop with the damn sweets!

PLEASE stop jumping on the bed I gotta get up in 3 hours I need SLEEP 😡

Stop asking me 1000 questions every time you watch the Discovery Channel 😑

From Nagato

I’m tired of speaking to you three about the same damn issues every single week. You are all grown men and I should not have to babysit you.

If I’m getting complaints from people OUTSIDE of this group? Then, yes, it is a problem.

Do as you see fit but remember your missions take precedence above all.

I’d advise you to keep in mind that he’s only 19 years old, and he already has that hair-trigger temper.

At least on this one point we can agree: white-haired “mentors” are the worst. 

What makes you think Sasori would make a good Pein-body for me? 

From Kakuzu 

You realize every cloak you tear up I’M the one hand sewing the replacement??

You Deidara Hidan all need to clean your rooms you’re making the house smell like a public toilet 😡

Only if YOU want to be the one to go out and catch the bounty to afford that.

I would suggest you stay focused on your missions. This is a serious organization, not a highschool.

I doubt that. I’m rarely surprised, brat.

Be a lot easier to treat it if you took that damn mask off and let me SEE it, kid.

Not complaining about the money but … how did you get it so fast 🤨

Konan says it was you, you say it was Itachi. Wonder what Itachi’s going to tell me.

No. And anyway you’re old enough to know that “love potions” aren’t real.

From Konan

Dinner’s ready!

You know that’s a completely inappropriate question to ask a woman, right?

Come see me later I’ll use the good shampoo and then give you a trim 😊

The other things I don’t mind but everyone is responsible for their own underwear.

Just go play with the one that Itachi absolutely does not have in his room.

Okay but FIVE SEPARATE PEOPLE came to me and told me they saw you playing with it right before it “mysteriously broke”. 😒

Not saying the muscles are impressive. But. 🫣

From Itachi

I’ve found that massaging the lids for half an hour and then resting with a cold cloth over them really helps.

I saw. I couldn’t believe how tall he’s gotten 😢

I’ll let you read it when I’m done. It helps with a lot of the overwhelming feelings.

I’m not scared at all. I just don’t want Kisame to be around to see it happen.

Honestly? I don’t trust that old man and I don’t think you should either, cousin.

A few bad teeth is probably the least of my health concerns, ha ha 🙃

Come walk with me. Give you a chance to breathe for a while.

Yeah but the thing about dreams is at some point, you’ve got to wake up. 

We’re both young and strong. Together with Sasuke we could do it. And be free.

Are you kidding? That movie would have BOTH of them pissing their pants. 🤣

No matter what he’s just going to find an excuse to fine you for it and take it out of your pay.

Ugh I tried but the way he eats everything super rare? And then licks the blood off the plate?? 🤢

From Deidara

Well you know he’s immortal so, never.

A big box of dangos and like half a cherry pie. You can have it but do NOT let me catch you eating everything at once.

We leave in 20 min. Don’t forget your pack this time.

No Kakuzu thinks Hidan did it and I’m not gonna correct him, and NEITHER ARE YOU.

That’s … pretty gay, ngl

Socks first, then shoes. Not sock shoe sock shoe. If there was a fire you’d be running out with one foot naked. Who tf raised you?!

Yeah I made it for you. I know you like turtles. And no it doesn’t explode.

I dare you to say that to him

Heyyyy you got $30 I can borrow 😅

No really DID you hide my clay?!

Me, Hidan and Uchiha. You’re coming too.

The way one loves a *friend*, yes

Did the salmon give you the shits too?? God my asshole feels like it’s melting 😫

#tobi #obito uchiha #texting #the akatsuki #deidara #sasori #hidan #kakuzu #itachi uchiha #zetsu #konan #nagato #kisame hoshigaki #Akatsuki Daily Texts Series #implied tobidei?

[bonafidehero]

The fact that it takes more time to cook a meal than eat it is so fucked up.

#look I just made a meal and it took like so long and so much effort #and then I ate it in like 10 minutes??? #YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME !!! 😡 #and yet i never eat out and cook nearly all my meals from scratch 🥴 #This just makes me appreciate stay at home parents more like I just have my pets annoying me when I’m cooking I can’t imagine kids #and then also cooking like 3-5 times what you usually make three times a day?? #couldn’t be me 😩 #I’m never cooking again

[97-liners]

frat!s.coups x sorority!reader

words: 7.3k

themes/genres: college au, frat au, fluff, rom com

warnings: suggestive! there’s a heavy makeout scene, but no sex. general college antics, including heavy drinking/partying. there’s a scene with a creep on campus.

it’s your final year of college, and you’ve been elected president of your sorority. this is all great and fine, but as the semester goes on, you find yourself having repeated run-ins with the president of the fraternity next door in a series of unfortunate coincidences (that might not actually be coincidences, as you come to discover).

or:

in which you’re trying to deal with your crush on seungcheol in a normal way, but the meddling kids are making it harder than it needs to be.

title and soundtrack: hello tutorial - zion.t feat seulgi 

please reblog from this link! tumblr is dumb as usual 😡

1.

Not even a day into your senior year of college, you open the door to find Seungcheol on the other side and you immediately know you have a problem on your hands.

This isn’t the first time you’ve met Seungcheol. The two of you have been neighbors since freshman year, when he joined the frat next door to your sorority. He’s naturally friendly and likeable, everybody’s friend, and it’s no surprise to anyone when he’s elected the secretary, vice president, and then, this year, the president of Sigma Beta Tau. This isn’t a problem at all. And anyways, you’re also friendly and likeable, an organized, responsible leader, going into your senior year as the president of your sorority. That’s not the problem.

The problem is the broken glass littering the carpet of the downstairs hallway between the first sitting room and the study room, the empty window frame next to the mess, and the guiltily sulking forms of Mingyu and Seokmin towering behind Seungcheol.

“I’m here to apologize,” Seungcheol says, “on behalf of Sigma.”

You blink at Seungcheol. Just a moment ago, you had been in the hallway inspecting the mark on the wall left by the errant football, cussing out the mysterious perpetrator with a few of the other girls who were in the study room at the time of the incident. There’s a cut on your hand from a jagged piece of glass and a careless swing of your arm when the knocking on the front door had startled you. 

“Seokmin and Mingyu are here to clean up the glass and board the window,” Seungcheol says, tilting his head in the direction of each boy as he mentions their name. “They were playing catch in the backyard and got careless. It won’t happen again, and Sigma will foot the bill for repairs.”

But the thing is: it’s been a while since you last saw Seungcheol. He’s gotten his ears pierced and his hair is a bit grown out and pushed back, and he’s wearing a sleeveless muscle tee that shows off his broad shoulders and well-muscled arms, and he’s so fucking hot that your brain short-circuits and all words leave you.

“Kim Mingyu,” you hear a loud voice come from over your shoulder as one of your sorority sisters rounds the corner, her hands on her hips, “tell me how I just knew that it was your clumsy ass that did this? Do you not know how to throw a football? Do I need to teach you how to aim?”

“Stop it, Minjeong” Mingyu whines, immediately putting on his puppy eyes, “Seokmin was the one who threw it-“

“And you’re the one who couldn’t catch it,” Seokmin immediately counters, pointing an accusatory finger. 

“You boys are both so dumb,” Minjeong rolls her eyes, “it’s a miracle if either of you ever manages to hold hands with a girl.”

“Take that back,” Mingyu gasps, mouth falling open in shock. “Excuse me, but I’ve held multiple girls' hands before!”

“You’re the one who got dumped on Valentine’s Day last year ,” Seokmin accuses, and Minjeong’s eyes flash with rage, her mouth opening to deliver something biting and mean.

“Both of you, knock it off,” Seungcheol suddenly interrupts, his voice deep and commanding, and Mingyu and Seokmin immediately close their mouths and look guilty. You feel a not-completely-unpleasant shiver travel down your spine for some reason.

“Whatever,” Minjeong says, turning with a flip of her short hair and heading up the stairs haughtily. 

“Um,” you say, opening the door a bit wider, mouth suddenly dry, “sorry about that.”

“No, I’m sorry,” Seungcheol says again, looking genuinely apologetic. “These two are clowns, and they’ll be cleaning up their mess.” From behind him, the two guilty parties in question nod sheepishly.

“We’ll handle the broken glass. We brought gloves and everything,” Seokmin says, raising a pair of leather work gloves.

“Thanks,” you say haltingly, turning to the side to let the boys in. “The broken window is in that hallway.” You point toward the opposite end of the sitting room in the direction of the disaster zone.

“Y/N!” Seungcheol’s loud voice, bordering on a shout, startles you into a jump. When he takes your hand in his own large, warm hands, your heart nearly bursts out of your chest through your esophagus. “You’re hurt,” Seungcheol says, turning your hand over and inspecting the cut on your palm.

You blink, willing yourself not to overreact. “Oh, yeah, I think I cut myself on some broken glass.”

“Let me clean that up for you,” Seungcheol says, gently passing the tips of his fingers near the site of the wound.

Your brain isn’t functioning. It’s all static, half panicked and half dazed, as you hear yourself say “the first aid kit’s in the kitchen,” and proceed to lead Seungcheol there, with your hand laying palm-up on his the whole time. 

Later on, as he dabs at the cut with a damp paper towel and sprays it with antiseptic before patting it dry and placing a band-aid over it, you realize that you’ve made a terrible impression, even if it’s not your first. Seungcheol is an innate leader and his presence commands respect, and all you’ve done today is stand around dumbly and let your sorority sister insult Mingyu and Seokmin. 

Seungcheol gives you his number, saving himself in your phone with a cherry emoji by his name, telling you that he’ll be in contact to arrange for repairs to the window. You thank him, graciously accept his apologies once again, and send him back on his way next door, the band-aid on your palm burning a hole into your skin and tugging at the embarrassing fluttery part of your heart, and you think: you have a problem on your hands, and it’s called Choi Seungcheol. 

2. 

“What the hell are you doing here?!”

The boy in front of you falls on the ground with a shout, jumping at the sound of your shriek. He turns and you recognize him as one of the new Sigma pledges, a freshman named Chin or Cham or something. “I-I’m sorry,” he stammers, scrambling up to his knees, “I was looking for a girl—“

“Obviously! But you can’t be up here,” you snarl, pulling your bathrobe tighter around your body. You’re wearing fluffy slippers and there’s a towel around your hair. Pointing the curling iron in your hand at the boy, you glare at him. “Come with me.”

He slumps, avoiding eye contact, and lets you lead him down the stairs as if you were holding a gun to his back instead of an unplugged curling iron. You’re still in disbelief at the sheer nerve of the boy to try to sneak into the upper floors of the sorority house— your sorority house, at 9pm on a Saturday night, no less. 

“Sit,” you wave the curling iron at the bottom step of the staircase in the center of the large foyer, and the boy plants his ass on the hardwood ledge obediently, looking like a kicked puppy. “I’m calling Seungcheol.”

The boy’s eyes flash with panic. “Wait, I said I’m sorry!” But his pleas fall on deaf ears, and you already have your phone held up to your ear anyways. Seungcheol picks up almost immediately.

“Hey,” his voice is somehow deeper and rougher on the phone, “what’s up?”

“I caught one of your pledges upstairs, Seungcheol,” you say, narrowing your eyes at the topic of conversation. “Come pick up the kid.”

“Oh my god,” Seungcheol groans. “Who is it?”

You point your phone in the kid’s direction. “What’s your name?”

“Chan,” he supplies helpfully, looking miserable. “Lee.”

“Yeah, that’s one of mine,” Seungcheol sighs. You hear some rustling in the background. “I’ll be over in a minute.”

“Thanks,” you reply primly, hanging up. 

True to his word, a minute later, there’s a knock on the door. When you open it, Seungcheol stands on the other side, wavy black hair hanging over his face and dressed in an oversized sweatshirt. 

“Sorry for the kid,” he jerks his head in Chan’s direction, looking thoroughly exasperated. “Chan,” he calls out, frowning, “what’s the number one rule of sorority houses on this campus again?”

Chan pouts. “Um. Don’t break windows?”

“Wrong,” you cross your arms, letting your curling iron hang from your fingers, no longer wielding it like a police baton. “Rule number one. No boys allowed upstairs. I know it’s archaic and patriarchal, but this is literally a house full of young women with no self-preservation instinct, and college still isn’t a safe place for women, statistically. So, no boys allowed upstairs, and if we catch another one of you past the first floor again, I’ll have to ban Sigmas from this house completely.”

Chan’s jaw drops. “But Jeonghan told me that rule didn’t apply if I was invited in!”

You raise your eyebrows in disbelief the same time Seungcheol pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs a heavy, long-suffering dad sigh. “Do you think we’re vampires? And, who invited you?”

“Oh my god, Chan,” you hear a voice come from upstairs and turn to see Yerim hanging over the bannister on the third floor, lashes on, glittery makeup on her lids, wearing a tiny going-out skirt. “I was just flirting when I told you to come over! I didn’t think you’d take it literally!”

You shake your head. “We have got to raise our standards a bit,” you huff under your breath, and Yerim rolls her eyes.

“Please, sometimes I just want to have some fun with a cute himbo. We can’t all fuck fraternity presidents, can we?” 

There’s a slight choking noise from Seungcheol that’s quickly drowned out by Chan and Yerim cackling in tandem and the sound of blood rushing to your face, your heart thudding in your ears, the last of your patience leaving your body. “You,” you point at Yerim with the curling iron, once again wielding it like a weapon, “go away and stop antagonizing everyone. You,” you direct the curling iron at Chan, “don’t let me catch you back here again. And you,” you turn to Seungcheol and falter, not sure why you’re angrily rounding on him when he didn’t do anything wrong. “Um. Thanks for coming over.”

“Yeah, any time,” he fluffs the hair at the back of his flushed neck and motions awkwardly for Chan to get up. “Give me a call if you need anything. C’mon, let’s go.” 

The freshman gets up from the staircase and follows Seungcheol obediently, turning and giving Yerim a friendly wave before leaving and closing the door gently behind him.

“Hey Y/N, hurry up and finish getting dressed,” Yerim calls down from the third floor, “you said you’d sober-monitor us at the Nu Kaps’ party.” 

It’s then when you belatedly remember that this entire exchange happened while you were still in a long fluffy bathrobe covered in a pattern of little fried eggs, fluffy slippers on your feet, a wet towel piled on your head, an unplugged curling iron in your hand with the cord dragging on the floor. 

“What is wrong with me,” you huff under your breath, turning to head up the stairs.

3. 

You derive a considerable amount of pleasure from being the opposite of a stereotypical machine shop hand, you with your lip gloss, sorority letters on your laptop, and Starbucks in your hand. It’s a far cry from the burly dudes that typically run the shop, but you’re a mechanical engineering major, goddamnit, and you’re smart and friendly and you love getting paid just to help other engineering students with their projects. 

But perhaps the only downside to being a shop hand presents itself when Mingyu shows up at the tail end of your shift with a tupperware container of homemade cookies in his hands and a pout on his lips. “I need help,” he says, his voice small and helpless despite his towering stature and large biceps peeking under the sleeves of his tee. 

“Ask Johnny,” you tell him as you replace your safety glasses on the rack and scribble your time out on the sheet hanging by the door. “I’m not the shop hand on duty anymore.”

“Um, but I want your help,” he insists, following you as you shoulder your backpack and leave the shop. “Some of the brothers are trying to build a loft and we can’t figure it out, and we need an engineer.”

“A house full of dudes, and not a single one of them can put a few pieces of wood together?” You raise your eyebrows at Mingyu. He sticks by your side as you walk back home, which, unfortunately, is the same path and direction that he takes to walk home. 

Mingyu whines, “yeah, but I want your help. Did I ever tell you that you were my favorite calculus TA? And look,” he holds out the tupperware in his hands, “I made red velvet cookies stuffed with cream cheese frosting, just for you.”

For such a large, buff, fuckboy-appearing guy, Mingyu is surprisingly pathetic when he wants to be. It’s hard for you to say no when he curls his shoulders in like he’s trying to make himself small, like the world’s saddest little Victorian street urchin. “Fine,” you sigh. “I’ll help you.”

But when he leads you upstairs to the half-finished construction project, instead of the group of boys he had mentioned, you find yourself face-to-face with a sweaty, frazzled-looking Seungcheol in his bedroom, surrounded by plywood and pine beams. 

“Mingyu,” he says, furrowing his brows, “I thought you were going to get Johnny.”

“Johnny wasn’t on shift when I got there,” Mingyu replies quickly, stuffing the box of cookies in your hands. “I remembered wrong, I guess, and Y/N was the shop hand on duty, so I brought her back here instead.”

Seungcheol turns to you. He’s wearing another one of those muscle tees that shows off his large arms and broad shoulders and you can smell the scent of his aftershave mixing with freshly cut wood, and suddenly your mouth is dry and you can’t find it in you to chastise Mingyu for lying. 

“You don’t have to stay,” he tells you apologetically. “I think we can figure it out.”

You blink, snapping out of your trance, and step forward, walking over a stray pile of scattered power tools to frown at the mess of tiny holes in the drywall. “Do you boys not know what a stud finder is? You can’t just attach things to drywall and expect it to support any weight.”

Mingyu backs away, putting himself between the door and the doorframe. “A stud finder? Isn’t that you?” he squeaks, before escaping and closing the door behind him.

“Ignore him,” Seungcheol says, burying his face in his hands. “I just wanted more storage space.”

You don’t need Seungcheol to tell you to ignore Mingyu, however, because you’re already distracted by the materials laid out on the floor, quickly putting together a plan in your head. “Okay, so we’ll have these as horizontal supports,” you point to a stack of wood by the wall, putting the cookies down on Seungcheol’s desk. “But I don’t think the studs in your walls can support the shear that we’ll be putting them under, so we’ll want some diagonal beams too, to redirect the force this way and minimize torque,” you hold up your palm vertically and point your finger downward, then into your hand, to indicate the direction of force. “It’s all a really simple statics problem that Mingyu should have been able to solve.”

When you turn back towards Seungcheol, you’re surprised to see him staring at you, his eyes dark and intense. You’re caught off guard to see his attention so fully directed toward you. “Uh,” you lick your lips, suddenly feeling very awkward, “I have a stud finder at my place. I’ll grab some eye protection for us, too, and some drywall fasteners. I hope you don’t mind if I make you do all the heavy lifting, though,” you laugh nervously, eyeing his bulky arms. “I’ll, uh, be back in five.”

And while you’re grabbing the requisite supplies, you think, it probably wouldn’t hurt to spray a little perfume on yourself and refresh your lip gloss while you’re at it.

4. 

Sometimes, you resent the mom-friend reputation thrust upon you by virtue of being a senior and the president of the sorority this year, but there’s a few good reasons why you’re usually the one sober-monitoring the girls, and most of them include the fact that you’re terrible at holding your liquor. That’s why it’s a surprise when Sooyoung offers to sober-monitor at the Sigmas’ Halloween party. She’s not the most responsible sober-monitor, usually disappearing halfway through, but at least she’s one of the older ones, and it’s been a while since you last let loose.

And, besides, it’s Halloween. In the wise words of Cady Heron: in girl world, Halloween is the one night a year a girl can dress like a total slut, and no other girls can say anything about it. Tonight, you and Yerim are in matching playboy bunny costumes, at her insistence. Despite the sexy alien costume hanging in your closet, you had let Yerim persuade you into the black lacy teddy, iconic white cuffs and collar, and mandatory bunny ears, with the promise of the Nu Kaps’ Halloween party tomorrow and the Betas’ Halloween party on Sunday.

You’re already drunk when you walk into the Sigmas’ house, arm linked with Yerim. It’s dark and there’s a fog machine somewhere and there’s an actual DJ in the corner, one of the brothers that you don’t recognize. Sooyoung greets you, her tall figure and eagle eyes giving her a vantage point over the costumed crowd, and pushes a drink in your hand. “Come on,” she grins, eyes twinkling, “it’s your designated night away from responsibility. Drink up!”

Already tipsy and bubbly-drunk, you tip the shot back, ignoring the burn of shitty vodka, and let Yerim drag you to the packed dance floor. You’re not sure how much time passes, but somewhere in the middle, you dance with a dude dressed as a sexy priest, you’re handed two more shots and another cup of the Sigmas’ homemade jungle juice, and you dance with a girl dressed as Harley Quinn. You end up drinking way more than you should, justifying it to yourself as just blowing off steam from midterm season. 

At some point, you find yourself laughing and hanging off Tony the Tiger (it’s Soonyoung, but you had mistaken him for Johnny, who is also dressed as Tony the Tiger (this is somehow something that happens to Johnny quite frequently)), when you see Mingyu (a fireman who can’t seem to find a shirt) accompanied by Jihoon (the world’s most miserable teletubby). You remove your arms from around Soonyoung’s tiger-striped torso to wave at your friends. 

It’s at this exact moment that you feel Soonyoung’s shoulder jerk to the side after undoubtedly having been pushed by the crowd, sending you, drunk and wobbly in your high heeled pumps, stumbling away from Soonyoung and into someone’s chest. Luckily, a pair of warm, strong arms close around you before you can fall.

You look up at your savior, and in your drunken state, it takes you a moment to realize what you’re looking at, but when your brain finally processes the visual input and translates it into a meaningful image, you bark out a short laugh. It’s Seungcheol, dressed in a maroon velvet smoking jacket, tied loosely to expose his chest. 

“Cheol! You’re dressed as Hugh Hefner,” you grin, staggering to your feet.

He frowns at you. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah,” you blink, struggling to clear your vision. “I think  I’m a little drunk.”

Seungcheol laughs, putting an arm around your waist to steady you. “I think you’re a lot drunk,” he says. “Come on, let’s go upstairs. I’ll get you some water. You should sit down.”

“‘M fine,” you mumble, but you still let him guide you away from the party and up the darkened stairs, his hand firmly placed against the dip of your waist, catching all your little stumbles and sways. You blink again, hard, and suddenly, you’re seated on Seungcheol’s bed in his room. The lights are on and Seungcheol is handing you a bottle of water.

“Drink,” he orders, uncapping the bottle and placing it in your hands. “You’ll regret it tomorrow if you don’t hydrate.”

Instead, you point to the wooden structure over his window, which now holds cardboard boxes and a few suitcases. “Our loft. It’s still up. I’m glad it didn’t collapse. It’s, like, our baby.”

“Yeah,” you hear him say, nudging your hands gently. “Water, remember?”

“Oh.” Obediently, you lift the bottle to your lips and drink, spilling some from the corner of your mouth and down your chest in your haste. When you’re done, you hand the half-empty bottle to Seungcheol, who caps it and places it on his nightstand. (His ears are strangely pink, but you forget about it almost as soon as you notice.)

The mattress dips as Seungcheol takes a seat next to you and places something heavy over your shoulders. You look down to see an oversized denim jacket belonging to Seungcheol covering your frame. With just a little bit of swimming, you manage to put your arms through the sleeves. The jacket smells like Seungcheol’s cologne, warm and spicy, mixed with the pleasant aroma of freshly cut softwood that still permeates his room. 

“How are you feeling?” Seungcheol’s voice is gentle, and you can’t help but to stare at his plush lips bitten cherry-red, the pale column of his neck, the exposed V of his chest. 

“Cheollie,” you whine, the nickname rolling off your drunken tongue easily, “why are you so hot?”

This time, Seungcheol flushes all the way pink. “Stop, I’m not,” he responds automatically, but you’re relentless in your current state.

“We’re matching,” you mumble, shifting closer to him until you’re almost in his lap. “We’re practically wearing a couple costume. Did you know I’d be dressing as a playboy bunny today?”

“No,” he puffs his cheeks, “the guys put me up to it. I had no idea.”

“You look so good,” you press your hand flat against his chest, tilting your head when Seungcheol shudders under your touch. “I’m normally a feminist, but I’ll make an exception for you.”

Seungcheol laughs and you feel his body vibrate underneath your palm. “That sounds like something you’ll regret saying tomorrow,” he grins, relaxing a little bit.

“Mm,” you consider his words. “That’s a problem for sober me. But Cheol, can you please just entertain drunk me for tonight? I want to kiss you so much,  it’s all I can think about,” you murmur, shifting to throw your leg over his lap and straddle him.

Seungcheol groans when you rake your nails lightly up the back of his neck, burying your fingers in his dark hair. With your other hand, you reach up, sliding your palm from his chest to his shoulder and pushing away at the collar of the velvet smoking jacket. 

“You’ll be the death of me,” he rasps, his hands settling on your hips and squeezing, before tilting his jaw up and meeting your lips with his. Seungcheol’s mouth is hot and slick, and he makes a small noise of surprise when you drag your teeth over his lower lip.

The party continues downstairs, floorboards rattling with the heavy bass from the music, but you’re focused on the quiet hitch of Seungcheol’s breath when you grind down on him, rolling your hips over the bulge in his pants. The tips of Seungcheol’s fingers ghost across the edge of your teddy, where the lace and satin stops, demarcating the line between your hip and thigh. 

Seungcheol moves down to your throat, licking and sucking lightly at the flesh under your jaw. When you feel his teeth graze against your skin, you can’t suppress the high whimper that escapes your mouth as you press your chest against his, needing to be closer to him, closer. You want his mouth everywhere, his hands everywhere, you want him everywhere on you.

And then, you wake up. 

It’s morning and the sun streams through the half-closed blinds of the window, covering the room with stripes of gold. Your head pounds with a nasty headache and you feel like something small and furry crawled into your mouth and died. You blink and, slowly, the world materializes. You’re laying on Seungcheol’s bed, still dressed in your costume from the night before, rolled on your side and propped up with a pillow against your chest so you don’t choke during the night. There’s a trash can by the bed placed to easily catch any vomit, and it’s thankfully empty. 

You blink again and realize that across the room from the bed, Seungcheol is asleep on his couch, dressed in oversized sweats with the hood pulled up over his head, cheeks squished, full lips stuck in a pout, curled into a ball with his knees drawn up to his chest. 

The previous night is hazy, but you can still remember some things. Soonyoung, dressed as Tony the Tiger. Yerim passing you another shot. You, straddling Seungcheol, his lips parted against yours, moaning into your mouth. Then, Seungcheol pushing you off his lap, cheeks flushed but firm in his insistence that you go to sleep despite your whines, your hands reaching out for his body. Seungcheol telling you that you’re too drunk for anything and putting you in bed.

“Oh my god,” you groan, voice hoarse. You’re a messy drunk, you know this, and you never should have let Sooyoung offer to sober-monitor while Yerim supplies you with drink after drink. You’re not sure if you can ever face Seungcheol again after your behavior the night before. “What is wrong with me,” you murmur to yourself, reaching out for the bottle of water and painkillers left on the nightstand for you.

(Later on when you get back to the sorority house, dressed in a borrowed tee and sweatpants from Seungcheol, you’re immediately crowded by Minjeong and Yerim, demanding updates. “Did you hook up with him,” Minjeong asks, following you into the bathroom and sitting on the counter.

“No,” you respond, pouring makeup remover onto a cotton pad and working at the smeared mess of mascara under your eyes.

“What?! You’re so hot,” Yerim huffs, crossing her arms. “He’s insane if he didn’t want to fuck you.”

“No, it was totally my fault.” You sigh, discarding the dirty cotton pad and wetting a fresh one with makeup remover. “I got way too drunk, no thanks to you, Yerim.”

Minjeong and Yerim share a look. 

“Anyways, he was just being a gentleman. We made out, but it never went past that. He said he didn’t want to do anything while I was drunk. Remember,” you wave a finger at the two younger girls, “sex happens between two consenting adults, and you can’t consent to sex if you’re a sloppy blackout drunk bitch like I was. I was lucky that I ended up going upstairs with Seungcheol, and not some random weirdo.”

“So,” Minjeong grins, pushing right past your lecture, “you’re saying that you made out with him? Is he a good kisser? How big is his dick?”

You sigh. “Get out and let me shower,” you snap, waving them out of the bathroom. “And stop being nosy about my sex life!”)

5.

You’re drunk again, this time at a club, after having been dragged out on the insistence of Mingyu and Seokmin. 

Ever since the Halloween incident, you’ve been too embarrassed to show your face around the Sigma house anymore in fear that you’ll run into Seungcheol. Which is why it’s a surprise when Mingyu and Seokmin show up at your front door, asking to see you and insisting that you join them and a few other friends to go clubbing. Predictably, all it takes for your resolve to crumble is an expertly pathetic pout from Mingyu and a whine of “I haven’t seen you in forever, I miss you,” from Seokmin.

When you arrive at the club with the two boys, however, you see a small gaggle of friends already seated in a corner booth, heads leaned together and conversing. You recognize Minjeong and Yerim instantly, but it looks like Chan and Soonyoung are also in the mix.

Yerim spots you first, turning and grinning brightly while waving her arm to flag you down. “C’mere,” she shouts over the booming music, “finish the rest of this cocktail for me, I don’t like it.”

You slide into the seat next to Yerim, pressing your thigh against hers and leaning into her side affectionately, and take a sip of the drink in her glass, only to grimace and frown. “Yerim, why would you order a long island iced tea? And, why should I trust you to hand me drinks, after what happened last time?”

“Just one drink,” she wheedles, looping her arm around yours, and you sigh, because it’s your last weekend out before you need to hunker down for finals, and because it’s Yerim and you can’t deny your favorite freshman, and because you can’t make good choices all the time.

Which is how you end up here— a little drunk, on the dance floor after having been dragged by a Seokmin who has been insisting all night that you meet one of his friends from high school, Jaehyun, who’s really cool and you’ll definitely really like, he promises, offering up his pinky when you gave him a dubious look. The guy in question, who you’re dancing with right now, is tall and broad and well-dressed, and he’s so handsome, you’re not sure you’re seeing correctly, because it shouldn’t be possible for a person to be so conventionally attractive. 

You put your arm around his shoulder, cupping your hand around the back of his neck for leverage, and lean up to speak in his ear over the music. “You’re one of the Nu Kaps, right? Aren’t they throwing a party at the house tonight?”

Jaehyun shrugs. “Yeah, but Seokmin and Mingyu made me come out here,” he tells you, tilting his head toward your neck so you can hear him over the noise. “Hey, aren’t you a TA for MEC 3110? I need some help with the problem set due tomorrow. Wanna get out of here?”

You burst into laughter, tilting your head back and swatting his chest. “Is that how you flirt?”

“No,” Jaehyun grins, “but I really do need help. I’m not actually hitting on you. I don’t want to get murdered by that guy,” he jerks his head toward the crowd behind you. You turn to look over your shoulder, only to see Seungcheol making his way through the crowd with a scowl on his face.

“Oh, that’s my friend,” you turn back towards Jaehyun. “He’s not scary, I promise.”

“Not taking my chances, sorry,” Jaehyun says, his cheeks dimpling with a smile. “So, can we meet about that problem set? I got a study group and everything. That unit on combined bending and axial loading is killing all of us.”

“Fine,” you puff, patting the side of his neck as he retracts his hands from your waist. “Text me, alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll ask Seokmin for your number,” he calls, disappearing into the crowd just as you feel Seungcheol’s hand close around your wrist. 

Seungcheol tugs on your arm, spinning you around and pulling you into his chest smoothly. “Who’s that, and why does he need your number,” he asks, holding you against him with a hand on the small of your back. 

“That’s Jaehyun, a friend of Seokmin’s. He needs help with some mechanics problems,” you say, looping your arms around his shoulders easily. “He’s in my deformable bodies class.”

“He needs your help studying?” Seungcheol raises an eyebrow dubiously. “Doesn’t sound likely.”

“Maybe he has other motives. Why do you care? I’m his TA, I can’t not help,” you reply testily, frowning. Seungcheol’s hand presses tighter against the small of your back.

“I don’t care,” he says, clearly lying. “You can do whatever you want with whoever you want.”

He’s sulking, you realize. You stop dancing and stare at him. “Cheol, you’re not jealous, are you?”

Seungcheol flushes all the way to the tips of his ears and he looks away. Against your better judgement, you laugh at the sudden awkwardness that comes over him. “We’ll talk,” you promise, grabbing his hand and interlocking your fingers between his, “but not here. C’mon, let’s get out of the dance floor.” Seungcheol doesn’t put up any resistance as you pull him through the crowd, letting you lead him back to the table, linked by your clasped hands in the middle. 

The two of you slide back into the booth occupied by your friends in the back, who all zero in on your linked hands. 

“God,” Mingyu groans, slapping a ten dollar bill in Seokmin’s hand, “fine, you win.”

Seokmin holds out a hand in Chan and Soonyoung’s direction, raising his eyebrows. “Twenty from you two. I haven’t paid Minjeong and Yerim for Halloween, so we’ll count it as even.”

“Hold on,” you frown, pulling your hand from Seungcheol’s (you nearly miss the tiny sulky pout that he makes the second you stop holding his hand). “What’s going on here?”

The kids all freeze, eyes widening as they exchange looks. 

“Um,” Mingyu squeaks, shrinking back in his seat.

“I see a friend of mine,” Soonyoung blurts, springing up from his seat and escaping onto the dance floor.

“I’ll ask again,” you frown at the remaining individuals, “what’s going on here?”

It’s Yerim who speaks up. “We had a bet,” she says, coming clean. “About you and Seungcheol, and whose idea would get the two of you together.” Yerim stares at you defiantly, ignoring Chan’s panicked swats under the table, Seokmin’s deer in the headlights stare, and Mingyu’s continually shrinking frame.

“Wait,” Seungcheol pinches the bridge of his nose with a grimace, “so the loft, Chan’s break-in incident, Halloween—“

“Yes, it was all planned,” Yerim says, still defiant.

“You guys broke a window for your dumb plan,” Seungcheol exclaims, aghast. 

“No, that was an accident,” Minjeong interrupts, “Seokmin and Mingyu are really that dumb, but we all saw how obsessed with each other the two of you were then, and it just progressed from there.”

“You all do realize how inappropriate and invasive this is, don’t you?” Seungcheol scowls, and they all have the decency to at least look ashamed.

You slap your hands on the surface of the table as you get up, abruptly interrupting the conversation. “I’m leaving,” you announce. Seungcheol makes a motion to follow you, but you give him a glare that pushes him right back into his seat. “Don’t come with me,” you snarl, “any of you. I can call my own damn uber without your help.” 

As you stalk through the club, you feel a lump forming in your throat while your skin burns from embarrassment. Just moments ago, you had been ready to ask Seungcheol out on a real date, bubbly with the thought that maybe you liked him and maybe he liked you too. But now, you feel humiliated. Played by everyone, your stupid crush used as the subject of a bet, reeling from the possibility that everything you thought was true may just be a lie, after all.

+1

You spend the week after that furiously avoiding the Sigmas, but you can only hold a grudge for so long against your own girls, especially when Yerim and Minjeong come into your room with a tray of homemade brownies and guilty faces, apologizing for their intrusion into your love life.

On the other hand, it’s a lot easier for you to hold a grudge against Mingyu, who approaches you for help on a 3D printing project and immediately turns around and goes to the other shop hand on duty as soon as he sees your glare, and Seokmin, who smiles and waves to you when he sees you in line at Starbucks only to lower his hand and look at the floor when you scowl at him in response. 

Then, half out of spite and half because you’d feel bad letting them just struggle, on Tuesday night, you end up going to the Nu Kappa Tau house on the other side of campus to help Jaehyun and his friends study for their final. It’s almost 2am when you finish up and head back home for the night. By then, the shuttles have stopped running, so your only option is to make the thirty minute trek across the deserted campus. 

It’s cold and you can see your breath as you walk. Shivering, you zip your coat all the way up to your chin and pull the hood up over your head to shield your ears from the wind, in the process muffling the sound of scattered leaves blowing in the wind. It’s likely because of the hood that it takes you so long to notice the figure following you, always maintaining a distance of about half a block behind you. You don’t really register it until you see his reflection in the windows of the darkened English building as you pass. When you pass the Psychology building, he’s still there, trailing behind you, and that’s when you start to get nervous.

This late at night, there’s nobody else on this side of campus. You take a sharp turn and loop through the liberal arts campus, your pace quickening, but when you pass by the Psychology building again and check the reflection in the windows, your follower is still there. 

Panic shoots through you when you realize that you still need to walk through the quad and past the engineering campus to get home, which contains a stretch of road lined by trees and heavy landscaping. It’s lovely during the day, but at night, it’s dark and creepy. 

You lower your hood to make sure you can hear everything, and then you pull out your phone. Hands trembling, you tap on the first contact that comes to mind.

Seungcheol picks up immediately. “Y/N?” He sounds confused as to why you’re calling, which you can’t blame him for, since you had iced him out even though the whole fiasco with the underclassmen’s bet wasn’t his fault at all. “Are… you still upset?”

There’s a lot to unpack, but you have more pressing concerns on your mind right now. “Seungcheol, there’s someone following me,” you say quickly, glancing backward. He’s still there. “I’m walking past the law library right now, heading down 34th street. I took a loop around the liberal arts campus and he followed me the whole time.”

There’s a pause, and then he replies urgently, “I’ll be there in ten. Can you meet me at the student center?”

“Yeah,” you mumble.

“Good,” he says. You can hear rustling in the back and the jingling of keys. When he speaks again, it sounds like he’s jogging. “Now, can you put your phone on speaker?”

“Okay,” you pull your phone away from your ear and hit the speakerphone button with numb fingers. When his voice comes out again, it’s deeper, and the volume makes you jump.

“Hey babe, what are you doing right now?”

It takes your panicked brain a moment to figure out what he’s doing, but when you realize, you thank your lucky stars that at least one of you can think clearly under pressure. “I’m heading back,” you respond, trying your best to keep the tremble out of your voice. 

“Perfect,” he responds, still on the move. “I’ll see you soon then. Tell me about your day, baby.”

“Um.” You search your mind for non-identifying details that you can give. “I don’t know.” Stupid, you berate yourself. Stupid, stupid, but you can already see the student center building down the street. 

“That’s okay, babe, I’ll just tell you about my day,” he says in a voice that somehow manages to soothe your frazzled nerves. “I went to the gym with some of the guys this morning, then I went to the new cafe on 14th for lunch. I gotta take you there for a date sometime, it’s really nice. I think you’ll really like the cheesecake. Did some studying in the afternoon for my MGT 4350 final.”

“Which one is that again,” your teeth chatter, “Law, Management, and Economics, right?”

“Yeah,” he sounds genuinely surprised. “You remembered.”

“Of course, Cheol, I’m not completely self absorbed.” You check over your shoulder again. You’re still being followed, but the distance is wider now. Looking back forward, you see the distant figure of Seungcheol lightly jogging over the hill towards the student center. “Look,” you say suddenly, slightly louder than you intended, “I’m sorry for what happened at the club last week. It wasn’t your fault, so I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

“What, no, you don’t have to apologize,” is his immediate response. 

“Are you mad at me, Cheol?”

“No, I’m not. I was a little bummed this week when I didn’t see you, but I’m not mad, or upset at you at all.”

“Oh.” You sniffle. “Thanks for understanding. I was worried that I had fucked everything up.”

“No, no, no. I, um, I’m glad you called me.”

“Yeah, me too,” you say, walking up the well-lit path leading to the student center entrance. Seungcheol greets you there, his hair mussed, a light sheen of sweat over his forehead, dressed in pajamas with a leather bomber jacket haphazardly thrown on top, and you end the call and shove your phone back in your pocket.

Seungcheol takes your hand and pulls it into his pocket as the two of you walk back, pulling you close into his side. “You doing okay?” 

“Y-yeah,” you respond, still tense, but considerably less anxious. “Can you check if he’s still back there?”

Seungcheol turns his head, craning his neck as he scans the darkened streets. “No, I don’t think so,” he frowns. You breathe a sigh of relief.

“Hurry, let’s go home,” you tug at his arm and hold him close to your side like a shield.

The walk back is silent and tense, with Seungcheol occasionally turning back to check for anybody who might be following. The whole time, you feel like you’re hyper-aware of each cracking twig and each dry rustle of the fallen leaves lining the sidewalks, so much so that even the distant hooting of an owl makes you jump and tug Seungcheol in front of you. 

Eventually, the two of you make it back to your sorority house. You enter the password in the keypad with trembling hands, and when Seungcheol hesitates by the threshold, you tug him inside after you. “Stay with me for a little while,” you insist.

The inside of the house is dark. Seungcheol trails after you while you make your way through every room on the ground floor, watching as you flick on the lights and check each window and exterior door to make sure they’re all locked.

By the time you’re done, it’s 3am. The two of you are standing back in the foyer by the front door. “Um,” you tug at the sleeves of your coat, “thanks for… everything.”

“Of course,” Seungcheol smiles, “anytime.” And you know he’s telling the truth, that he’d drop everything and come to your side, to any of your friends’ sides, any time anybody needs help. 

“I meant what I said on the phone earlier,” you tell him.

“I did too.” 

You think you might melt under his affectionate gaze. “You know I’m going to have to kick you out now, right?”

“Yeah,” Seungcheol laughs. “Give me a call if you need anything, though. Anything.”

“Okay. Um.” You suck in a breath. Well, here goes nothing. “Thanks for pretending to be my boyfriend earlier. But you don’t have to pretend, if you don’t want to. I like you a lot, Seungcheol.”

His entire demeanor lights up. He reaches out and takes your hand in his, running the pad of his thumb over your knuckles. “I think I’ll take you up on your offer,” he grins, eyes sparkling. “I like you a lot, too.”

“Good,” you respond, letting a smile spread across your face. 

Seungcheol steps forward, closing the distance between your bodies. “Can I kiss you?”

“Please,” you breathe, your heart fluttering. You feel his hand come up to cup your jaw and angle your face up toward him. When he kisses you, it’s a soft, chaste press of his lips against yours, short and sweet. It’s barely a peck, but it carries the promise of more.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he assures you as he steps back and opens the front door.

“See you tomorrow,” you grin dopily. You feel like you’re floating.

“The kids are gonna riot,” Seungcheol laughs.

“Let them riot,” you say as his fingers slip out of yours. “I got the world’s best boyfriend out of it, anyway.”

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[aleksa-sims]

My RL gameplay (18+)

CW addiction, drugs, unwanted pregnancy

The next day I went to work. I decided to listen to Ana’s advice and wait 2 more days until I fly to Philip to clear up this whole mess. Ana & I have spent a lot of time with each other in the last weeks. After her final exam, we both had a crazy idea. We got a tattoo, some kind of sibling tattoo. Nothing big, and I love this tattoo and Ana too. But this was not enough for both of us! Which is why we had our lips pierced that day. Idk what went into us?? But, hell why not? You know? 

Just my MOM! UGHHHH! 😩 😡I swear this woman is such a PAIN! She made Ana and me sooo BAD! She had never said anything against tattoos before, but now all of a sudden, it’s something totally bad? But I think my Mom guessed what kind of shit Ana and I would get into. Some Mom’s just have a sense of, when their kids are in danger. Especially my annoying Mother, who unfortunately very often was right even though she is so annoying. 

The part at the end is about P.’s little girl. 💗 🌼 It may be a little sad for some, just as a little warning, but it’s all good! 😕 🤷‍♀️

Mom: Are you two totally crazy? What’s gotten into you girls? 

Ana & me: 🤷‍♀️ 🤷‍♀️  Huh?

Mom: Your lips are pierced!! I want you both to get rid of this, right away!😠

Ana: Um....NO! 🤨 And by the way, we got tattooed last week. 😈

Mom: WHYYY?  😩 How could you do that? What kind of shit you two wanna do else? Especially you A.!!!

Me: What’s your fucking problem? It’s just a damn tattoo!!! You’ve never complained about others who have tattoos! Why with Ana & me? 😠 🤷‍♀️

Mom: I don’t care what others do!! Or people who have nothing to do with you.

Ana: But you never said anything negative about tatts! David has one too and Nico’s tattooed all over his back and upper arm but you never said anything bad. And even Philip has two, so? 😦 🤨

Mom: I didn’t want to say anything bad! They were your boyfriends. But this is not what this is about! You two have been acting weird lately, and now you’ve just decided to.... get tattooed?? 😧

Me: Yeah, and?

Mom: I’ve been watching you both! Who is this guy who brought you home after Ana’s B-day and yesterday I saw you two with him again! Did he give you this stupid idea? 🤨 

Me: This is sooo fucking crazy! I swear, I’m moving back to my apartment! You’re spying on Ana & me? We’re not little kids anymore! 😠 😠

Ana: Yeah, I am 18 now and can do whatever I want! 💁‍♀️

Mom: Certainly not! You still live here! So you will have to keep to certain rules. You both know damn well, WHY! Your ex-BF Ana ,brought drugs into my house, and you, A., took drugs with Philip in your room. I trusted you & Philip! But you two were acting like zombies. And you had sex in my backyard and now that crazy stalker neighbor’s talking shit about us ALL here! 😠 😠

Me: Philip & I didn’t have sex in your fucking backyard! All we did was kiss. 🤷‍♀️ 😬

Mom: You see? 😦 You are not even aware of what you two have actually done! You were both totally high when I caught you.😠

Me: This isn’t TRUE!!! I know what I did, it may have looked like this, but we definitely didn’t! I remember saying, no, to Philip and he stopped! So stop judging me for everything I do! 😩 😠

Mom: I don’t trust you and Ana anymore! And I want to know, why you two are dating this new guy! Who is he? I’ve never seen him before with you two? Now that Philip is gone.... have you made new friends A.? And you Ana? You both kissed this guy! So you must have known him for a while.

Me: I didn’t kiss him! We just hugged and said good bye! I’m leaving! Just all this stuff - it's starting to get really silly to me. 😠

Ana: Yeah! What do you think? Even if A. and I meet someone new, this is none of your business!

Mom: But why? A. is with P.! Ok you Ana! You broke up with David. But to me, it looked like you two had something going on with this strange guy.🤨

Me: Are you crazy? 😧 You think Ana and I are dating the same guy?

Mom: You seriously wonder why I’m coming up with this idea? YOU!  After this crazy thing with Philip & Nico, nothing surprises me anymore! And Idk, but this new guy seemed high to me. Does he give you drugs? 😟

Ana: This whole topic makes me so tired! Just, stopp it! 😒

Me: You know? I’m gonna fly over to Philip’s for the weekend, so you don’t have to worry about this new guy and me. 🤷‍♀️

Mom: You want to visit Philip at his new college? You want to fly to Vienna alone??

Me: Yeah! From Berlin to Vienna it is not far! I will manage this, I am not a little girl!

Mom: But....you’ll come back home!? You can’t stay there with him! You have a job here! And you need a confirmation from your doctor about your pills. Otherwise, it’s drug smuggling! Did you take care of that? 🤨

Me: It’s just for 3 days! No one’s gonna arrest me for three pills at the airport. 😒

Mom: No A.! Without this document from your doctor, you will not fly away! 😠 😠

Me: Damn! Ok, I’ll call my doc and go to that fucking addiction clinic. 

Mom: I’ll check this! And where are you two going now?

Ana: Umm....we’re meeting our new friend! 😬

Mom: No, I don’t feel good about this guy! I want to talk to him first, then you can meet him.

Ana: Well!....Ok, sure! 😈 I have nothing to hide! But after this, I want you to never bug me again!

Me: Ana? NO! I won't be a part of this.....this crazy shit! I’ll wait in my room! 😒

My Mom just knew Z. wasn’t good for us, and she’s gonna hate him so much! Just like my Dad used to hate Nico. But I didn’t really care! After what’s gonna happen with Philip in a few days....this will totally change me. I was so hurt & sad, but tried to suppress it. I just lost faith that everything’s gonna be okay one day.  And I am so, so sorry for Philip and his little girl. 😢

Especially from today’s point of view! Philip didn’t act very nice and correct at first, but I get WHY!! 😢 I just wish, I had done more for him?? 🤷‍♀️ 😢  I mean, he always had & still has, contact with his little girl and she also loves spending time with him and even with us. But Isabella! 😠 She did something really bad in my eyes!! And this has ruined a lot. Especially for her little one! And I’m so, so sorry for Philip’s Baby! 😔 🤦‍♀️ If I had known at the time, that I would have a Baby myself, not even 2 years later, then I would have taken Philip’s little girl to me and I would have taken care of her as well as I would have to take care of my own son. And Philip would have done this with me! Even Nico! But at the time, Philip didn’t think he could take care of a Baby on his own. Which he honestly couldn’t have done. And he didn’t want to put this on me (or his mom) or drag me into this thing. So Isabella’s parents got custody of the Baby,  because Isabella just....took off! 😠 And her parents sometimes make trouble for Philip and I’m so sorry about this!! 😢 What exactly happened and how this all happened when the baby came, I tell later.

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[scullymurphy]

Hello yes first of all I have to say I love your writing and am in awe of the way you continue to just make me feel so many things with your words. 💜

Second, that Draco POV hurt. Poor kid survived a war and now this?

Also I’m ready to throw hands with Lucuis. 😡

But if you’ve maybe got a deleted scene lying around from the NYE ball I wouldn’t say no to seeing it. Maybe even another perspective, like Theo? Or Daphne putting the pieces together? 👀👀👀

Oh well this is a very propitious ask because Falling Dark just hit 1000 kudos (THANK YOU, readers!!) and that means I am going to be holding a contest to write a deleted scene/one-shot! There will be many possible options and I'm going to let you VOTE on which one you want me to do! And several variations on the NYE ball will definitely be in the mix.

I'm excited for this and will get it launched in the next week or so depending on how insane my reentry back into post-holidays life goes...

#i love asks #i love my readers #falling dark #deleted scene contest #coming soon #watch this space!

[jedimasterbailey]

Good afternoon, could you please do 1, 5 and 11 for the salty ask game? Thank you and did you catch that partial eclipse? Hope you're having a lovely day so far!

Good afternoon! ☺️ thank you so much for asks, making my day much easier to cope 😊 There was na eclipse?! Damn I must have missed it! 😄 Hope your having a lovely day as well ❤️

1.) What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?*

Oh there are quite a few I don’t understand so here are the ones that bother me the most 😄

1.) Obitine: Sorry guys but I’ve never gotten the hype for this one. The Clone Wars has made it pretty clear that their relationship was a catch 22 in that both parties would have to sacrifice who they are as people in order to make their relationship work which would be so unfair to both Satine and Obi-wan. Obi-wan is a Jedi through and through and Satine’s place is with her people. I think had Obi-wan decided to leave for her or vice versa, both of them would wind up miserable in the long run. They would both feel that there’s something missing is in their lives. Also doesn’t Obi-wan deserve to be with someone who wouldn’t make his hairs go grey for once? The man is surrounded by chaos all the damn time, give him a break! Furthermore, hot take folks, your first love isn’t always the right love for you nor does anyone need to be with anyone to feel fulfilled in life. I accept their relationship for what it was, two young kids who crushed over the other and that’s that. Obi-wan felt plenty of love from his Jedi family and that’s that.

2.) Codywan: For similar reasons to the above, I never understood the fascination with this pairing. First off, don’t burn me because this is coming from a gay person, but Obi-wan doesn’t come off gay to me? Second, the interactions we see between Obi-wan and Cody are very professional. They admire each other sure and I can see them being friends, but I just have a hard time seeing them in bed together, but hey I’m not a hater and each to their own.

3.) Literally any straight pairing involving Ahsoka and Barriss: These two are gay goddamnit and dont get me started on L*x B*nteri 😡 The way he treats Ahsoka is so not okay for so many reasons.

5.) Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?*

Anidala I think; I don’t hate the pairing by any means but the amount of excuses people will make to justify Anakin and Padme’s choices when it comes to each other are interesting to say the least. Anidala was sweet in the beginning but it did turn toxic as seen in the later Clone Wars episodes and in ROTS.

11.)Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?

I’m gonna have to go with my girl Barriss 💙 Barriss (along with her Master) is a severely misunderstood character that deserves so much more than the fandom is giving her. First off, if you’ve ever read the Legends books “The Approaching Storm” or the “Medstar” duelogy, you would come to find out what an absolute sweetheart Barriss is. She’s the OG Force healer and she cares and feels so deeply for others. She’s still a sweetie in Clone Wars until Feloni and the gang decided to take a racist turn with her and assassinate the character George created with the temple bombing. People love to forget that the poor girl was RIGHT about the Republic and the Clone Wars and it doesn’t take a psychology expert to figure that a teenage girl with PTSD (from being forced into being a child solider like Ahsoka) whose apart from her mother figure and loved ones often would be vulnerable to making a choice 😔 A choice that she clearly regrets mind you if you pay attention to her facial expressions and voice. There’s actually a deleted scene of her apologizing to Ahsoka, thus that’s proof that she never wanted Ahsoka hurt or involved. Also I’m pretty sure Barriss got screwed in whatever deal she had going on with Letta and I’m positive no one was supposed to die. We’re talking about the same character who was perfectly content with dying by suffocation or parasite here for God’s sake in the name of saving others. Barriss deserves better and she deserves so much love and happiness and I hate that she and Luminara are so disrespected by the fandom and canon itself. Where is she Feloni? Is Barriss safe? Is Barriss alright? I love her 💙🥺

Someone give her a hug damn it 💙😭

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[silverhallow]

If that anon was disappointed of the lack of Benedict and Sophie Imagine the rage finding out their seconds epilogue it's 😡 not 😡 even 😡 about 😡 them 😡

Oh my sweet nonnie… this is a dangerous thing to start me on... cause I have a lot of feelings about the second epilogue…

If you’ve not read it don’t go further otherwise…

so second epilogue…

I loved it and was frustrated by it…

I have to admit I did want to know more about Posy but to do so in the second epilogue felt like a cop out and we were robbed of a more Benophie-centric epilogue but that being said…

The bits we DID get… literally fill my heart with love and just want for these two babies…

We got to see more of their relationship… When Sophie is sat talking to Benedict about something he has absolutely no interest in when he’s trying to read the paper… i mean god… that was just cut. She was prattling on about Posy and trying to find her a husband and Benedict is half giving her his attention and having to just make sure he covers himself with “I mean whichever on means that will make someone a splendid wife”

And then we get their little banter of the “men are beasts” comment which Benedict makes… and how he can just tell from the tone of her voice that she’s narrowing her eyes at him just shows how insync they are…

Then despite the fact he’s not supposed to be getting involved she’s dragged him in...and everything around the “she’s an acquired taste” and his “Sophie” is just… god it makes me want more… and that's why i feel a bit robbed in this as we could have been given so much more…

I loved the way we got to see Benedict just watching his wife, the paper no longer interesting as he watched her, and how perfectly content he would have been to just watch her all afternoon. It shows how much he still loves and adores his wife.

Then how he just drifts off… he’s supposed to be thinking about a husband for Posy and all he can think of is his painting, the portrait of his wife… the fourth in their three years of marriage, which itself is just fucking adorable…

We then get to see that Benedict clearly is always thinking about the possibilties of having his wife whenever he can in the way she dived across the room into his arms professioning her love to him which was adorable i mean “Oh I love you, love you, love you” is just GOD… and how all was right with the world cause he had his wife in his arms.

Now onto the Posy bits… before we circle back…

The whole thing just seemed a bit… i dunno… same same… the whole love at first time being an idiot sort of thing…

It did make me hate Araminta more which I didn't think was possible but hey ho… that's another story for you all… but to see that little growth in Posy was good.

I mean no one forgets how they take their tea even Sophie who had that love at first sight know how ridiculous this is… but yes Posy’s whole thing whilst cute felt like a cop out…

But lets get back to Benedict shall we…

The man is a father… and at this point has at least one painting in the national gallery… or at least one would assume he does.

He has two small boys he is responsible for and a wife...strolls into the room covered in paint… and has forgotten to eat.

A grown ass man in his 30s… with children got so distracted by his painting that he forgot to eat is the most adorable thing ever (and ridiculous but hey ho)

Then their little race through the house… I mean how cute is that… in the normal epilogue we hear that Benedict likes chasing his wife through the house and I am sure it would be the same at Aubrey Hall or anywhere… them racing to his stupid and Sophie clearly having either tripped him or shoved him to get there first out of not entirely fair means is just cute… they’re like big kids despite having two boys…

Then they discussed their first night… and how he kissed her the first time they met and their easy teasing and banter about it was just cute… and then banter about watching it and how he calls her “darling” just melted my heart…

And then Benedict wattling on about being an “overbearing protective father” should they have a daughter made me squeal with delight cause would be with Baby Violet and she would have entirely wrapped around her finger.

I LOVE that Posy named her daughter Sophia and her son Benedict, though if Posy ever went for Christmas with the Bridgerton Clan once Greg and Lucy started popping out kids it would get confusing… Two Benedict’s, Two John’s (With Fran’s) then Georgette and Georgiana… it would get soooooo confusing but its cute. I love that Sophie begged her not to call her daughter Violet to save the name for her…

I however… was shocked at “Araminta” but i cackled at “Minty…” cause can you imagine the witches face if Posy ever bumped into her and explained that her daughter was “araminta” and then someone calling her “Minty” her face would be PRICELESS….

But anyway… back to the matter at hand…

I wish we got more Sophie and Benedict moments. We get a little bit of them in To Sir Phillip and the entire thing was so cute… and then heartbreaking like pregnant Sophie dealing with all that…

We were given a short hand with them and their Second Epilogue but I can't bring myself to hate it because of all the cute moments we DID get…

Anyway think you got coming to my TED talk

#ashley’s ask and answers #ashley’s opinions #ashley’s on her benophie soapbox again #ashley’s ask #ask ash #bridgerton #benedict bridgerton #sophie beckett #an offer from a gentleman

[bluedis-ease]

one time this kpop stan broke out into a kpop choreography while sitting in their desk. In Class. legs Wiiiiiiide open close open close 😵‍💫 pah! pah! pah! like- it wasn’t even the normal grooving to music, it was a full on practiced choreography performance 💀 all whole sitting in their desk. as if this is a stage… r u seriously not embarrassed? i cannot tell u the second hand embarrassment i felt. the legs being Wiiiiiiide open is what scarred me the most 😵‍💫 is this normal??? i personally don’t think it is especially seeing that people around looked confused as well so idk, but it was very strange to see someone grown act like that. no like i would understand if it was a kid but it’s wasn’t 😵‍💫 like god know what they would have screeched at me if i did that Much phewww. i was the weird one to them :/ u want people to accept u as the kpop idol wannabee but u can’t even accept others for who they are. and i’m here having to pretend that this is normal :/ like u would have publicly shamed me if i did even a percentage of what u did. also??? just cause i didn’t tell u it was a strange thing to do a full on kpop choreo in class doesn’t mean that i want more 😟 like i’m here relieved that its finally over and now you’ve made me stress out again by telling me ur gonna show me More 😟😟 i don’t Want more it was the most disgusting thing to witness u looked disgusting with your legs going wide open close open close. u put me in a position where i had to sit there and watch u do a rehearsed kpop dance and if i reacted how i actually felt then that would have not been a great reaction. just cause u would shame someone if they did the same thing u did doesn’t mean the rest of us are evil like u. also, they would claim every bts album that released as their last one and how after this one they’ll be off to the military just for bts to release a new album or song a few months later teehee. in the most- wannabee villain- kind of way- like these people are so corny i can’t. like why r u guys in such a hurry for them to leave lmao?? u guys wanna be super villains so bad it’s silly. giving ur best evil smirk repeating everything over and over again like it’s gonna magically come true. it’s just corny. and the worst part is that they’ll repeat the same things over and over again under someone gets starts hearing those things in their nightmares- like how do u not get tired hearing yourself?? 😵‍💫 the world isn't listening to ur desires how r u not tired of hearing urself repeat the same things over and over and over again??&-)-)-$-? and unfortunately u could see how angry they would be on the day the album would release 😬 but like- they would be the ones following every update on the album. they follow all the concept pics releases- they know what the track list is- they follow every activity leading up to the album. they’re the first ones to come to the premiere and get bitter at how many armys are watching even though they’re literally adding on to the number 😐 it’s like- u literally professed ur hatred for them one day and the next day ur literally stalking them?? the cycle of claiming that this is definitely their last album still continued. they would be well aware that it’s the start of a new album series and still get excited over hopes of it being their last album. so weird how u think bts of all people will stop all of the sudden. don’t worry too much about bts they’re in the studio as u speak of them. worry about the ones who are doing everything except making music :/ they also said they would get plastic surgery to become an idol?? literally the person who screeches about bts being wAy TOO wHiTewaSHed *angry angry head shaking vigorously 😡* and then got all shocked shocked when we said that we don’t support plastic surgery ? “whaaaaat!!😦whhhyyy😟” u think plastic surgery is a common thing that everyone gets? why r u acting so shocked? u go do what ur heart desires but no need to act That shocked just cause everyone isn’t fond of plastic surgery like u r.

another time the same kpop stan (has anger issues) threw a tantrum cause i praised jungkook’s singing lol 😵‍💫 a grown one. no like- ok u don’t like jungkook got it… in no way do u have to agree with me… he’s MY fav no one’s forcing him to be ur fav… but why get This aggressive and publicly lose ur mind over it? ur grown. and people are looking at u shouting jungkook’s name over and over and shaking ur head Vigorously with ur body violently squirming around… absolutely losing ur temper and screeching his name louder and louder every time………….? “JUNG- JUNG- KOOooooooooooOoOOOOOk???!!! 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡 JU- JU- JUNG- KKKOOOOOOOooooooOoOoooKk???????!!!!!😡😡😡😡JUNGKOOOOOOOOK?????!!!!!! JUNG KoooooooOOOOOOOK?????!!!!! 😡😡😡😡😡” it’s terrifying. also like? the person in front of me was just laughing seeing this all unfold. i’m Sure it looks very silly from a outer perspective… a terrified person trying to desperately calm down a very violent, aggressive person screeching jungkook over and over again… it’s quite silly💀it was very scary and unexpected. it’s not normal to throw a tantrum cause someone’s favorite singer is someone u have one sided personal beef with. what did he do to u? i genuinely thought that everyone knew what a great singer he was. i was stunned to see that reaction... me desperately trying to clarify that was MY favorite got them even More aggravated?? i’m even more concerned about the fact that i didn’t even think about it until a year later. like i didnt even process it the day it happend wow. it got stuffed away in the back of my mind i didn’t even bring it up to anyone. almost as if it was a normal thing it’s wild how i let that slide. it was like oh if the person who’s laughing isnt saying anything, then why should i, the person who gets scared easily speak up. i’m already in such a vulnerable state. my focus was just to desperately calm them down which was definitely the biggest mistake. if there anything i wish i can go back to, it’s that moment. i wish i had turned around and let them embarass themselves instead of desperately trying to calm them down saying anything and everything to calm them down. first mistake was getting scared and not standing my ground. and second was doing everything i could to calm them down instead of letting them realize how ridiculous they looked. like i really saved them from public humiliation when i shouldn’t have. especially when they’re the first one to grab any chance to publicly humiliate me. it just takes a while to process that something like this could cause a reaction like That. was never expected. i remember i praised him with a smile on my face cause i seriously thought everyone knew how amazing jungkook was. like i didn’t know it was possible to throw a tantrum over someone saying their favorite singer is jungkook to the point where they feel guilty about it. my mind is completely boggled. this is the dangers of getting so used to someones behavior that u start letting everything slide cause “that’s just how they are” and “they don’t think before they speak” …the verbal viscousness wasn’t new. this isn’t just about jungkook… it’s just the sheer confidence to do this in public. like u would really put ur self respect aside over this?

no cause the stories i have …….😵‍💫 would be on a mission to get revenge for everything and anything. the day i told them that “u don’t have to like bts, but at least say their name properly” and called them out on screeching about them being whitewashed became their villain origin story. like they were out for Revenge after this. like how r u gonna make the person who finally had the courage to speak up against u as the evil person? u know how much courage it takes to speak up against u, the most verbally aggressive person who makes anyone that doesn’t please u into the villain ?? i couldn’t even say all that i wanted. if anything, it made them even more comfortable with their special despise towards bts. kept interrupting me as i was trying to explain why it was wrong to call them whitewashed and why they’re weren’t whitewashed. would have called out the hypocrisy when it comes to bts and their favs as well if i wasn’t being interrupted every two seconds :/ so loud when it comes to bts’ Korean identity but suddenly it’s all praise for the ones who are doing everything and anything they can to break out into the west :( not saying anyone should be called whitewashed but according to the basis of which u considered bts whitewashed, many of ur favs for that so keep the same energy for them too. or…. u could Not screech about Anyone whitewashed just saying :/ so insecure when Finally called out. tried educating u on why they weren’t whitewashed but u kept interrupting me. and got offended cause i was literally repeating something You said 💀 me: “you called them whitewashed” …. “I knowwwww 😡” … then they desperately fishing for reasons when i called them out 😵‍💫 i didn’t even ask actually. i was just telling u to say their name properly since u were so obsessed with speaking about them and their military enlistment so much. “i just- 😔 i just- 😔 there’s these two armys in my class and they keep talking about bts with each other and i just- i just- i don’t Like that ☹️ *shakes head vigorously* i don’t Like That 😖 i don’t like those delulu armys 😖” ok first of all, they’re not even bothering u theyre talking about bts with each other how r u gonna use two little armys talking about bts amongst each other as ur excuse to why u use bts as a punching bag? second of all, u constantly foam at the mouth over armys being supportive towards bts but defended ur fellow kpop stans who harassed ur fav. u put a cult before ur own fav. third of all, ur whole personality is talking nonstop and sucking recations out of people and screaming at people who try to speak on their own?? i didn’t ask u to justify a reason. i already know how u kpop stans work. especially the newer ones who mimic what the rest of the kpop stans are saying. using ur jealousy towards armys to cover up for ur jealousy towards bts. like u guys are bitter towards bts on the behalf of ur favs but they love bts 💀 ur own favs wouldn’t like u freaks. there’s these immaturity at it’s peak really. it was the most mentally exhausting thing ever i’d rather drink bleach than go through that again 😵‍💫

looking back… i’m truly convinced think it was a social experiment ……… 😡: *keeps praising themselves about how they’re high in number in terms of beauty standards in their native country. higher than they are in america* me: *listens, validates, acknowledges like always and finally tries to talk about myself* “yeah i’m a negative in terms of beauty standards in america” they were completely fine when i said that. but right i also took the chance to talk how i’m actually very high in terms of beauty in my own native country…. they gave me the most…. Demeaning, Disgusted look i have ever gotten. like…. they just Kept Looking at me like that and i was just like “😐” the whole time …… no shame whatsoever just move on like nothing happened. i don’t think i’ve completely processed cause i was never expecting to be looked at like That. it’s mind boggling to see that people have This much audacity. and the funny thing is if i ever did that to them they would make it their villain origin story and use it as proof of why they’re the most hUrT victim of the world 😔 like i would rather be straight up called ugly than ever be looked at in that way again. their facial expression literally said how dare u praise urself. ur the most disgustingly hideous person ever. ur only allowed to give Me a confidence boost not yourself. like yes, i’m ugly in terms of american beauty standards and it’s fine i don’t really care about that. but when i visited my country, almost every one i met commented on how beautiful i was and i felt So Good about myself! it sucks cause even tho i personally thought they were hideous inside and out, i would never make a dirty face at them for feeling good about themselves. like if i was evil enough, i could have said that even the plastic surgery they wanted wouldn’t make them attractive. didn’t, unfortunately. in fact, i would always comment on their glow up when they would always shove their “pre-debut” pictures and videos up my face. like i’ve seen them so much that they’re literally engrained in my mind 💀 it feels good seeing others feel good about themselves and it feels terrible when they would rather demean u instead. like u really gotta remember…. ur the one who wants plastic surgery… not me. i’m happy with the way i look :) also… they had this thing where they think they had the right to decide who’s a hoe and who’s not 💀 basically, “ur not a hoe” was their ‘nice’ way of saying that ur not cool and attractive 🙂 maybe i am a hoe and maybe the people who u think are hoes aren’t hoes. no like i’ve seen them to this to someone else as well. “ur not a hoe u don’t dress like one” and what if they were a hoe? how can u tell just cause they wear jeans and a shirt? hoes can wear anything really.

they would call all their old pics “pre-debut” pics too 💀 i mean wanting to become a kpop star is cool but it’s kinda funny when ur a tone deaf with no musical talent or passion 😵‍💫 like- what about the music?? do u know how to make music?? do u have any talent?? u think all u have to do is learn a little dancey dance and boom! you’ll be a kpop star? that’s it? u can’t train yourself to be an artist. the artist has to be within u. and i’m sure you’re well aware that one thing a lot of kpop companies are at fault at is that they try to train people who have no desire to be an artist. just the desire to be a celebrity. that’s like giving a middle finger to the artists that brought music to life. and none of u seem to care this sucks. a lot of music industries are built off of mimicking these artists. if they were alive i’m sure they would be raising their voice against this nonsense smh. and listen to this…. me: “do u listen to [insert person’s native language] music?” them: “no 😔😔😔 it’s cause- it’s cause- 😔 i don’t wanna be like Other [insert people of their nationality] 😔☹️🥺” Whaaaaaaaat???? such a simple yes or no question there was no need to expose urslef like that when u could have just said yes or no 💀 u Screech about bts being wAAayy TOO wHiTeWasHed when ur ashamed of ur own people???? and not just that u go completely silent when ur favs pull all these sly tactics to get famous in the west. it’s only ass licking for them no questioning their Korean identity right? that’s only reserved for organic bts and bts only. so ur telling me u purposely stay away from music in [insert language] *which is beautiful btw* because u don’t want to be like ur Own people???? *very beautiful culture and people btw* so u only listen to kpop cause u wanted to be DiFFeReNt fRoM tHe ReSt ??? no wonder why ur so concerned with what’s going on in Korea instead of ur own country. no wonder u want plastic surgery. they really think they live in Korea the way they can’t keep the military law out of their mouths. stop bringing up the military over and over again no pne wnats to have discussions with u about someone’s else’s country and government …. “am i tan??? 🥺” …. “yes” ….. “how much tan??? like just a little tan or a Lot tan 😟???” ….. “you’re pretty tan” ….. “Aaaarrrghhhh 😖😖 but kpop idols aren’t tan ☹️☹️” $:$/&/&/$7/&/&//! 😵‍💫 what do kpop idols not being tan have to do with u being tan 😭???? no like the way ur only concern is about ur visuals ??? what about the Music??????

omfg and they showed me a picture of them being photoshopped into a kpop group- as if it was normal- ??? and i have to pretend like it is or i’ll be the crazy bad guy if i don’t 😕 they had desires to join the worst company ever idk man. like this is a serious question i’d like to ask kpop stans who want to join questionable companies. do u feel as if that company will give u what u need musically or is it cause ur favorite kpop star is under that company and you’ll get the chance to see them in the hallway or something? like i would especially like to ask this to the ones who act like bighit is the most evil company but ignore / defend the Actual evil things the company they want to join does. Of course u wanna join the company that doesn’t value artistry. idk it’s like- how do u Not notice the way they “train” everyone the same way instead of tending to the artist in each individual. instead of “training” them to bring out the artist in them, they suppress it. there’s times where the artist in them never existed (referring to the ones who were never here for the art in the first place) but there are also times where the artist in them was never encouraged to come out. it’s very easy to see tbh i guess u guys just choose to ignore it and act like you’re clueless. but anyways, why would u want that for yourself? don’t you want to perform from the heart, not from a place of “this is what I have to do” :/ so many great companies but ur only after certain ones? “i WoULd Be ThE qUieT mEmBeR iN a KpOp gRouP” same person who shames me for being too quiet but when i try to talk… screeches at me if i say anything that isn’t of interest to them ? …… like people also want to talk about themselves and their lives just as much as u do lmao. we’re more than reaction and reply machines. we have stories we want to comfortably share about ourselves as well. but ok cool… now that you’ve assigned urself a persona that’s the complete opposite of u, the most aggressively loud person, what about the music? what kind of musician would u be? the fake rapper? the only who only knows how to learn choreography and doesn’t have musical talent? the visual who only has visuals? the one who’s carrying the whole group on their shoulders cause they’re the only one with musical passion? why don’t u think about the music before the rest? think about plastic surgery After the music. isn’t this supposed to be a music industry? like i’m sorry but there’s definitely something off about u if u start doing kpop group introductions when someone waves at u 😵‍💫they would keep up with and speak about bts’ military enlistment status as if their life depended on it. they would use it as a mocking technique and claim that bts will go to the military “forever and ever and ever and ever” which is so Low considering that people around the world have ended up not coming back ?? like imagine u say this to someone who’s lost a close one who served in the military. someone who never came back home??? u would stood this low cause of ur one sided beef with a musical band? and no need to mention Korea’s government. talk about ur own. don’t worry about what another country’s government is planning to do or isn’t planning to do. why r y’all so obsessed with Korea? learn about ur own culture first. omg and they started whining when i told them i only stan bts and don’t want to stan anyone else- like whining Whining. 😡: “Whhhhhyyyyyy NOOOOOOOOOT😩😩😩😩😩😩😖😖😖☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ WhHhhHYyy NooOoOoOoOooooooT” me: “cause i don’t want to” ….. 😡: “aRRrrrrGgghhhh 😩*bangs fists on desk*AaaaaRrrghhhh” ….. 😐 and i’m the one who gets harassed for calling u out on this selectivity.

u literally stan people for the sole reason of them not being bts. there’s more to life than stanning a thousand people. go outside there’s life and flowers out there! read a book. watch a film. spend time with loved ones. make tea. stan urself before u stan others. observe how people around u act like. learn how to keep strange thoughts inside and not blabber them to people. saying “my brain said that my brain did that 🥺” after saying the most out of pocket things won’t solve it. it’s ur brain it’s up to u to decide if u want to keep those thoughts inside or screech them out and unfortunately u choose the latter. projecting yourself onto others and screeching about them being too weird isn’t the solution. sooner or later we’ll start figuring out who the way too weird one really is. check urself before u go around labeling people with something that you are.

what is the obsession u guys have with jungkook??? *flashback to that one kpop stan who tried to cast a spell on him but spelled him name wrong* 😵‍💫 first you’ll be saying he’s ur favorite member of “That group” but pick on him for every little thing he does. why have this love-hate relationship with him when u can just leave him alone? u don’t need to like him it’s fine go do something u enjoy. u watched a whole 20 minute interview just to complain about how u didn’t like the part where jungkook sang this and sang that. that same jungkook part brought in a Large new wave of fans so idk what ur on. leave them alone stop watching their interviews. u crapped on the album the second u heard it and now ur watching them promote the same album?? like of course they’re gonna promote songs off of the same album u despise. go away if u don’t like them. no like they’re literally rating interviews now. “it was ehhhhhh 😒🙄” ???????? why did u sit through it then???? why r u so obsessed with their every move??? this is the same case with their art. u guys have already decided that’s it’s “eeehhhhh 😒🙄" before u even listen to it. in fact u don’t even know how to consume it properly cause ur just desperately trying to come up with reasons as to why its not worthy enough for ur royal highness who knows nothing beyond white men and idol groups where only half of them have a passion for music. and then u won't even let others appreciate it and scream "Staaaaaapppp aaaaaaaaa Staaaaaaap i'm gonna hate it even moooooore staaaaap" hilarious. ur so quirky. pretending like real art made by real musicians sucks and half assed tunes are masterpieces 😝 oh no u finally heard a song with a decent bridge and have problems with it oh no!! everyone takes what the idol and white man obsessed person says! then they go watch bangbangcon lmfao??? how do u even know what that is???? stop stalking bts. it’s not for u it’s for us. like u purposely watch these things cause u enjoy being in a natural state of irked. u guys stalk their every move they know about the members solo projects. u know about their webtoons. u know about their japanese releases. they watch bts like hawks. such obsessed freaks. u know so many of their inside jokes. u keep track of their current military enlistment status. u want bts’ popularity to decline yet u talk about them more than armys. armys could be collectively having a discussion amongst themselves on which fruit is the best or something while ur foaming at the mouth thinking about how much u hate bts and armys when we’re literally just minding our business. it’s literally a fandom of 100 million people come on now. no cause- calling an army u don’t even know “one of ThOse fans 😒” all because she posted a picture of her and a bt21 character?? ur one of ThOse fans. that’s You. no one does breaks out into a kpop choreography in class. stop projecting onto other people.

WAIT- WAIT- U GUYS AREN’T ONE OF thOse FANS RIGHT???!!! GAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA *shoulders flying up and down*🤣🤣🤣🤣” - says one of thOse fans PLEASE- 💀 and why do u reserve that sentence only for armys? why do u desperately try to defend ur fandom for their borderline gangster behavior but draw the line when two armys talk about bts with each other, or when an army posts a pictureof her at a bts concert, or when armys are being supportive to bts? no cause u were having the time of ur life with those shoulders waddling up and down but right when soemone brings up the fact that ur favs were harassed many times by ur own fandom, u start bringing out the buts. its wild… and ur grown too. wow. its normal to post convert pics everyone does it why is it such a problem just cause it was a bts concert? literally its an army smiling with her amry bomd how do u get “one thOse fans 🙄😠” from that??? and u think ur the nkrmal one? u think its normal to go around telling people u want plastic surgey to become a kpop idol and acting shocked when they don’t support plastic surgery??

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