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thisismostdefinitelynotablog · 2 years

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From Time to Time - Finn Wolfhard x Reader (Part 1)

Hi!! I've gotten some requests for an actor/actress reader, this is sort of inspired by some of those, except I thought I would write about a reader who's an extra because I haven't seen that be done before!! I also wanted to try my hand at writing more of a slow burn/series so this is that. This part doesn't have a whole lot of Finn in it so I do apologize but it's important!! exposition!!

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Your favorite literary device was indisputably the internal allusion. In literature, an internal allusion is when a piece of writing refers to something that has happened earlier in the text. Internal allusions are usually used to give the piece a sense of continuity, a feeling of well-roundedness, and/or completion.

Your friends always thought it was a little strange to have a favorite literary device. But you couldn't help it. Having read so many books in your life, you were bound to recognize their devices and consistencies.

Consistent. That was the way your life was. Outside of books, anyway.

You often put it this way—if your life was a novel, it wouldn't make for a very interesting one. You were a fairly average teenager, going to school when you had to and staying home when you could. The only thing in your life, you thought, that would make for a good story was the work you did as an extra from time to time.

It started a few summers ago, when you were looking for a part time job. You thought it would look good on college applications to have some work experience, and having a little extra cash wouldn't hurt.

Since then you had been in the background of a few music videos for local bands and even briefly in a TV pilot. To be fair, you were only in each of the previously mentioned for about a second or two, at most a minute, but it didn't bother you in the slightest. You didn't care for stardom or money, and you especially didn't care for recognition. No, your favorite part of it all was simply being there.

There was a certain electricity on set. Everyone there had a purpose, and so much work went into creating even the simplest of scenes. The bright lights, the heavy cameras, and the stressed-out directors all felt more magic to you than the final product. And you got to be there, watching it all unfold. Like you were inside of one of those novels on your shelf, watching the story play out live.

Today, you were an extra for a music video for some band you hadn't heard of. You were in a backyard, positioned by a vine-covered fence, red solo cup in hand, offhandedly chatting with another extra who was about your age. It was just before sunset, and you watched as the crew set up their box lights and cameras just off of the set. You were stood right by a table full of props for the extras. It was littered with empty cups and beer bottles that glittered in the fairy lights strung up around the yard.

The sun was probably setting about now, and you were chatting with your new extra friend about who knows what when you felt a lukewarm liquid splash on the back of your neck and subsequently run all the way down your back (and shirt).

You spun around, very confused, your back very wet, and were met with the apologetic faces of some of the crew, and what looked to be one of the stars of the video. A boy about your age sporting a tan chin strap sunhat and a blue collared jacket. Which, you thought, was a questionable combination, given that it was A) nighttime and B) summer. But you didn't pay it any mind because he was also probably one of if not the most beautiful people you'd ever met. He had dreamy brown eyes and dark curly hair. Freckles littered his pale nose and cheeks, and he was—

"—so sorry. Oh my god, are you okay? Do you need a new shirt? I'm really sorry, we were told to pour the beers out because we can't have alcohol on set and I wasn't looking where I was pouring and...and are you okay?" His voice was, for lack of a better word, frantic. He stumbled over his words and his expression was of the utmost concern. It was almost comical, how considerate he seemed to be.

"Yeah. I'm okay." You smiled at him, and he smiled back, visibly relieved. God, he was so pretty. "If you have an extra shirt, though, I'll take it."

And they did have an extra shirt for you to take. It was mildly hideous, a strange shade of denim blue with just a few too many pockets down the front. But you appreciated it anyway, and they let you keep it after the shoot, which would have surprised you, but then you thought better of it and realized that they were probably aching to get rid of it.

But you never got rid of it. It was one of the only mementos of being on a set that you had, and you even took it with you years later, when you moved from California to Atlanta, Georgia. You never wore it, of course, but you had it. And you had fond memories of it. Because even though you had lukewarm beer spilled down your back, you had lukewarm beer spilled down your back by Finn Wolfhard (whose name you only learned after the video had released).

He had never learned your name. But that was the life of a background character like yourself. You didn't care for recognition. Right?

#finn wolfhard imagine #finn wolfhard #finn wolfhard x reader #finn wolfhard x y/n #fluff #oneshot #x reader #one shot #reader insert

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jcforsapphics · 9 months

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Hsmtmts 4x06:

Why did no one bother to tell Ricky and Gina the play got cancelled they are literally the lead actors

"It was always just a high school musical" I can decide if that's sad and symbolic or cringe I really can't

Emmy is actually the best character this season I'm sorry

"Wait so you're single again?" Maddox. Baby girl.

Season one flashbacks omgg

Aww Ash and Kourt the fact they joined for eachother

MR MAZZARA WAS IN A BOY BAND??

I LOVE LOVE LOVE ALL THE FLASHBACKS TO SEASON ONE THIS IS MAKING ME EMOTIONAL

"And that was the day you named me" "and that was the day you saved me"

"Everytime I look at a cow, I think of you" Seb I don't think you're doing what you're think you're doing here

"I was once in a serious relationship" *collective gasp* "with a woman" *collective extra gasp* fr tho

SEB AND NATALIE???

Seb was in the wrestling team?? Did we know that??

THIRD CURSE WORD DROP?? AND IT'S RICKYY DESERVED!! My man would definitely curse so much if it wasn't a disney+ show

Gina laughing and then being like "I'm sorry, was that out loud?" Is just something I felt was worth mentioning

GINA LOOKING AT RICKY AFTER CARLOS TOLD SEB HE LOVES HIM I FEEL THE RINA LOVE CONFESSION COMING IT'S GONNA HAPPEN

SEASON ONE GINA OH HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU MY LOVE

"I already taught myself how to knit hats" we know!!

"Find something you like in this school, and try not to kill it"

RINA FIRST EVER INTERACTION HELLO?? THEY ARE EVERYTHING I-??

"Love is lame, idiot. That's why I avoid it." So there are some things you should know about your future gi

SKATER BOY AND INTIMIDATING GIRL

Ok so Gina saying Ricky intrigues her makes more sense now and I love it also totally understandable why this scene wasn't in the actual first episode because everyone would have caught on to them being love interests immediately

"You had a vibe. I had an instinct." THEY WERE ENDGAME SINCE DAY ONE

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you" "I could say the same" THEY'RE SO?? Also ms jen crying, she represents me

"All good things must come to an end" not high school musical the musical the series tho my silly little alphabet show will last forever hahaha!

Emmy solo!! Let's gooo

Ok I'm really liking her voice I better see this actress in other places soon

Ok where the fuck did all the students come from did they not leave the room

Why. Why is Ricky being called to the councillor office babygirl what did you do

HE GOT INTO COLLEGE MY BABY BOY GOT INTO COLLEGE

Y'all are not taking Gina away from me istg

#hsmtmts #high school musical the musical the series #hsmtmts season 4 #high school musical the musical the series season 4 #hsmtmts spoilers #hsmtmts liveblog #liveblog #liveblogging #ricky bowen #gina porter #rina #seblos #cal's basement

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alarrytale · 2 months

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hi marte

You mentioned that harry's confidence is sky high. Do you think he is arrogant? Because of all the praise and love I feel like he is is like that and he mentioned that about himself as well in songs.

Also, if harry gets everything he wants ( I totally agree) why can't he ask his label to help out OT4?

Finally, do you think Harry gets everything he wants because he wants fame for himself or because they want him to top the charts so they will have power over him and via him?

Something with Harry being the golden goose and just going with it and being okay with it (and getting everything he wants while pushing 1D away) doesn’t sit right with me....

I think Louis also mentioned in 2017 or 2018 that Harry wouldnt have trouble finding the best songwriters etc because he is Harry Styles.

Hi, anon!

I think he might be arrogant in his relationships with Louis, but as an artist no, i don't think he's arrogant. I think he knows he's good at what he does, but i don't think he's got an exaggerated sense of his own importance or abilities. He doesn’t think he's better than others. I think he's got some narcissistic tendencies, but he's well aware of them. He want's the attention on himself. He sees everyone, and often greets them and make them feel important. He knows he wouldn't be where he is without his crew, his managers, 1D and his fans. He's appreciative and greatful. So that's the difference for me. He can want the attention on himself and at the same time appriciate and be humble about all the help he's gotten along the way to get him the amount attention and success that he's getting.

Harry gets everything he wants if it can help him become more successful and earn the label money. Harry helping the others would be sabotaging himself in the eyes of the label. They're on different contracts and labels. They're also competitors since they have overlapping fanbases. For example; Harry wouldn't be allowed to tell Liam when the Sony artists are dropping their albums this year so Liam could avoid dropping his at the same time and have a better chance of charting or going number 1.

I think Harry is pretty well aware he is being given opportunities and stuff the other ones doesn’t have access too. Some he's worked for and some were handed to him on a silver platter. I think H deserves all the success, opportunities and acclaim he's getting as a music artist. I just don't like how Sony positioned him and favoured him in the band in a way that hurt the others chances of being successful later on. But Sony didn’t think the others would have a chance. Historically, there can only be one successful member of a boyband going solo. It is what it is i guess. We just have to be extra supportive of the other four and cheer them on, knowing they were in a disadvantage coming out of the band and had to play catch up.

#onedee #solo harry #harry image #boyband politics

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drvirgus · 5 months

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Commitment & Responsibility

Yeji X Fem! Reader

Description: The life of Yeji and her Girlfriend Yn

Warnings: G!P Yeji, Smut, Angst

Chapter 13:

Yeji POV

"Midzy, thank you so much for tuning in. To all those who have been following us since our debut and all those who joined us later, we love you all. Without your support, we wouldn't be where we are today," Chaeryeong said with a smile, waving her hands.

I chuckled as I looked into the camera. Several comments appeared on the screen. Ryujin, next to me, had our stream running on her phone to better see the comments. Lia clapped her hands once.

"Today, we have some news for you. Our next album will be released soon, and Midzy will love it. Thanks to you and your support, we put in extra effort for the music videos that will be released soon," Lia said with a smile. Yuna simply smiled into the camera.

"How many songs will the next album have?" Ryujin asked, apparently reading a comment. She looked at the camera, "Our next album has 8 songs," she said, but I couldn't help but laugh as I playfully nudged her with my hand, "No. It's 10 new songs," I finally said. A small laugh escaped my throat.

Ryujin chuckled and shook her head, "You're right," she said, laughing lightly. She then looked back at the phone while Chaeryeong continued to talk about the album. She also mentioned the exact release date. I nodded several times as I listened to Chaeryeong.

Ryujin laughed a little. She would now ask some questions from the Midzy. "The first question is whether we consider going solo," Ryujin asked, and Yuna was the first to decline, "Never. It's not the same without my sisters here. Besides, we already have a few solo songs," the youngest of us answered.

"Compared to five years ago, your English is almost fluent. How did you learn English so quickly?" Ryujin asked, and I almost immediately smiled. Y/N taught me English... She spoke only English with me for a whole month, forcing me to speak English. She only responded when I spoke in English.

"As most of you know, I was learning English so intensively that I got nosebleeds twice. Also... English is all about confidence," I replied, and we all laughed. We all knew that those words had gone viral.

"Do you want to get married?" Ryujin read a question. Chaeryeong was the only one who shook her head. But my eyes automatically fell on the ring on my finger... I was really ready to marry her... "If I'm rich," Ryujin answered, and we all laughed at her response.

Ryujin's forehead creased slightly. She turned her phone towards me and pointed at a specific viewer. I was surprised that IU Unnie was watching our stream. I glanced briefly at Ryujin.

IU... one of Y/N's closest friends... a sad smile appeared on my face. Ryujin's jaw tensed automatically. Her hand rested on my thigh to comfort me. I smiled a little wider because of it.

Ryujin paused as she read one of the comments. Almost immediately, she seemed to delete a comment. Now more panicked, she sat up, as she had been leaning against the couch until then. Lia noticed her tension but continued talking about the album together with Chaeryeong.

I furrowed my brow in confusion and looked at the woman next to me with concern. She laughed a little, remembering the camera again. She clicked on her phone several times and seemed to block a user from commenting. I saw who it was. She blocked IU from commenting... but why?

I pushed the situation aside and focused on the conversation again. I joined in as well. Although I was still confused about Ryujin's behavior, I didn't say anything. Not in front of the camera... Ryujin must have her reasons.

The live stream ended after an hour, and we all let out a sigh of relief. Each of us automatically relaxed. "So... Shall we go for a drink?" Chaeryeong asked with a smile, looking at each one of us. Lia agreed, "Sure. I don't think any of us have plans, right?" she asked, looking at all of us.

I chuckled, "I'm up for 1 or 2 drinks," I replied, and almost immediately, I found myself thinking about the 7/11 store. Was she working? Every time I went there, she was there. So beautiful as ever...

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Feeling a bit tipsy with rosy cheeks, I made my way to the store. I used the excuse that I needed to buy more soju bottles and beer. Ryujin wanted to come with me, but I declined. If I was going to see her... then I wanted to see her alone. Even if she wasn't mine anymore, I just wanted to see her.

My mouth slightly open as I looked through the window into the store. There she was... She looked stressed... I had never seen her like this before... She was talking to another employee, probably her replacement, and took off her vest. She grabbed her bag and seemed to say something with a smile.

My eyes narrowed as the blond-dyed woman touched my ex-girlfriend's arm. Clearly, she was flirting with Y/N. My jaw tensed automatically. I saw Y/N taking a pack of cigarettes and paying for it.

She... started smoking again...

The unfamiliar woman was still flirting with Y/N. The latter, however, didn't seem to notice. Some things never changed...

I stepped into the store. My cap pulled down over my face. I adjusted my mask as well. I grabbed a basket and went to the fridge. I put several bottles of soju and beer in the basket. Then I headed to the cashier.

Y/N looked at me. She smiled, but her breath caught when our eyes met this time. Her mouth opened slightly, and she automatically hid the pack behind her back. I fought against my mouth, as it wanted to lift up into a smile.

"Do you need a bag?" the blond-dyed woman asked. I looked at her and nodded my head. Y/N seemed to look away. She took a deep breath and said her goodbyes. Then she left the store.

But I didn't even try to hurry. Y/N was walking very slowly. She was the epitome of calmness... She never walked fast, even if her life depended on it.

I was right. I could easily catch up to her, but I stayed a few steps behind. My eyes fixed on the back of her head... She hadn't changed a bit...

Y/N stopped, and I did the same. She turned around. She licked her lips. Our eyes met. My heart rate accelerated as she walked towards me. Nervously, I started to laugh. Y/N observed me.

"Where do you live?" Y/N asked. My eyes widened as I looked at the slightly smaller woman. My breath caught. Stuttering, I gave her my address. She nodded her head. Her eyes then fell on her wristwatch. My heart raced as she looked at me with those beautiful, slightly tired eyes.

She nodded her head. "I'll accompany you," she said, and my mouth opened in shock. "Why?" I asked, and Y/N swallowed. She looked at the bag and then back at me, but she could only see my eyes as I still wore the mask. Y/N sighed slightly, "You... have been drinking," she simply stated as she started walking again.

My eyes widened in surprise. How did she find out? Even though my face was a bit flushed... she could only see my eyes...

I quickened my pace to walk beside her. Once I was next to her, I slowed down again. "Give me the bag," she said while walking. She held her hand out to me. But I refused, "It's too heavy," I replied simply.

Y/N chuckled, "Believe me... I've been able to do some training," she murmured softly. She took the bag and kept walking. My eyes widened a bit. She... wasn't avoiding me...

It remained silent between us. Neither of us said anything. I just looked at her as she avoided my gaze. I bit my lip, trying to hold back several remarks and questions...

When we reached my front door, Y/N turned to face me. Her eyes shimmered as she handed me the bag. "Thank you... for bringing me home," I said, almost whispering. I swallowed as I looked straight into her eyes. I had already removed my mask. My lips parted slightly as I just looked at her.

Y/N looked up at me, a small smile on her lips. She nodded slightly. "Go inside, Yeji," she said. It was strange... hearing my real name from her mouth. I nodded. Y/N then turned around, apparently wanting to go back the way we had come.

My free hand gripped her wrist. "Wait."

Y/N swallowed. Her eyes widened slightly as she turned to face me. I hesitated for a moment. Y/N didn't say anything about my grip still holding her wrist. I opened my mouth. God... she was still so beautiful... even more beautiful than before.

"Let's go on a date," I said, and Y/N's eyes widened. My grip on her wrist tightened slightly. "I know... you're in a relationship, but I..." "-I'm not in a relationship," she interrupted me. My eyes widened as I realized her words. A smile formed on my lips.

"Does that mean-" I started, but she interrupted me again. "-But that doesn't mean we can go on a date," she said. My smile faded. Her eyes fell on my hand, more specifically, the ring. She swallowed.

"I hurt you, Yeji... I will hurt you again," she said, and almost immediately, I shook my head. My eyes looked straight into hers. "I don't care... I want you. I want what we had, Y/N... I miss you," I replied. Tears shimmered in my eyes as I looked at the younger woman.

Y/N hesitated. I could see her mind racing. She sighed, her body relaxing, as if she had given up the fight. She licked her lips. Our hands lost their height, and I let go of her. "I have to tell you something... something important," the younger one said. I took a step closer to her.

Y/N hesitated. She looked down at the floor and bit her lip. She took a deep breath, and I noticed her shoulders starting to tremble. I swallowed nervously. What did she have to tell me? What... made her react like this? "I was-"

"-There you are! We've all been waiting.... Y/N?!" I heard someone almost scream. Immediately, we moved apart. My eyes widened as I now saw Chaeryeong approaching us quickly. Her whole face was red from alcohol. With fast steps, she came up to us and pulled Y/N into her arms, hugging her tightly.

"God... I've missssssed you so much," the drunken woman said. She let go of Y/N and looked her straight in the eyes, a joyful grin on her lips. "Come on! Have a drink with us," she said, and Y/N smiled. She shook her head, declining the offer.

I, however, remained silent...

What did she want to tell me? She was what?

I just watched as Y/N kept declining and eventually said goodbye to us. I just waved, lost in thought.

She was what?...

#itzy x you #itzy x reader #itzy x yn #yeji x reader #yeji x you

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seyoonlgc · 10 months

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TRAINEE MISSION 014 - VLOG SOLO - DAY 7

"Hello hello, it's your Seyoonie and I am having the time of my life!" He gave the camera a big over the head heart and grinned. "I am happy to see you, let's spend some time together and chat about the cruise so far."

Let's see, where should he even start?

"Oh, I got this Winnie the Pooh headband from Shanghai Disneyland. If you know me, then you know I like bears." His grandmother had them stitched onto a lot of his clothing items ever since childhood, both because he liked it and to distinguish his stuff from his brothers'. Now he was an adult and occasionally felt embarrassed by the fact she still did that, but it came from a place of love and he couldn't really say no, right?

"I still can't believe we just got to go to Disneyland. When they first told me about this cruise, I was shocked because isn't this like, a free trip? Sure, there are workshops, but a lot of these don't even feel like work because they are so amusing. For example, we had a voice acting one that I would definitely like to do more of because it was so much fun." The food's also been really good so far. Seyoon spent a large portion of his days just thinking about what they would be having next. "I've been playing laser tag to exercise. For extra fun, I came up with this whole background story." That was solely for his own entertainment and nobody else's. In fact, he might have weirded out a few fellow trainees when he zoomed past them yelling you aliens will never catch me alive!

"So everybody on my team were humans, okay, and we were like, the final survivors on earth. The other team were the aliens invading us and this is our last stand type of thing." Seyoon called himself Captain Abie and was dramatically sliding down from ledges on his back, shooting backwards while shouting random things in English about freedom. That was actually rather American of him, even though he was born on the other side of the border.

"I am actually really good at laser tag, and since I run so fast people have trouble getting me. However..." And this was truly tragic. "My gun had some sort of issue near the end and didn't work. I was like oh nooo, wait a second, let me figure out what's going on first! But the other person didn't wait at all! He started chasing after me and shooting at me even though I was like STOOOOOOP-" To be fair the other trainee could have 100% not heard him since it was loud in there. "Guess I shouldn't have expected honor from the aliens," Seyoon sighed mournfully. "You would have listened to me, I am sure. You wouldn't be able to shoot me after I said please, right?" He scooted closer to the camera, placed his hands on either sides of his cheeks and gave them a squish, trying to summon his imploring look.

"I really liked the jpop class too." Moving onto another topic. "Even though I don't speak Japanese, I listened to a lot of songs growing up. Music is something you don't need to understand in order to enjoy, I think. It was also just nice spending time with the other trainees." What else, what else. "Oh, I learned the importance of bringing sea sick medicine! I don't have the problem but I brought some for my brother, and ended up giving some to the other trainees too. I am sure the staff has lots, but it's nice to be prepared." He was a little proud of himself for thinking ahead.

"Tomorrow we are going to the Tree Grove and I am really looking forward to it. Guess I should rest early. Let's talk again soon!"

#lgc:traineemission #( reflection vlog )#trainee mission 014 #he's embarrassing omg

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fonkeloog · 2 years

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okay so i saw you were rating music taste? (if not feel free to ignore this ask sjdhsh)

Britt's music things (deluxe edition)

Why hello! This is fun, please everyone send me more music things. I love this <3 I tried not to be too harsh, but please know that all of this is said in good fun and I love getting to know people through their music.

That being said, I'm going to put a cut because I'm not as fancy as my friends and couldn't figure out the text in picture thing. So this has become rather long. (Comments were made during the first listen. They may change with time)

Ghostbusters: 4/10

A classic

I like the 80's sound a lot so you really can't go wrong with that in my books.

That being said; this song gets very repetitive very quickly (which is why the rating is so low)

I Love You Like An Alcoholic: 6/10

The start is cute and cozy, but I'm not sure if I like it.

Is this singing or just talking over music? We may never know.

It kind of feels like a musical song? I'm getting whiplash trying to figure out the genre.

I like the woman's voice!

Catchy in a funky way

Tom's Diner: 6.5/10

Really need to be in a certain mood to listen to this one, but it's in several of my playlists.

The voices are really nice. I like the raspy sound

The 'dududu' part is too long and makes me skip it a lot of the time.

Sunflower: 3/10

Oh no. I can appreciate some sound effects, but this is giving me shivers in a bad way. Don't like the start of this at all.

The chorus is a bit better. I think if the beginning was without the effects I'd like it a lot more

I may have to relisten to this before I like it?

Choking On Flowers: 2/10 (8/10 for the insomnia playlist tho)

Another slow one? Oh, correction, an extremely slow one.

That's it. I'm gonna call an intervention cause this is putting me to sleep (might listen to this tonight in hopes of beating insomnia).

It's too slow. And coming from me, who has a playlist over 8hrs long with slow songs, that says a lot.

Get It On: 6.8/10

Oh! This is more like it.

Still a bit slow for what I'd currently listen to, but I definitely like this.

It builds so nice, but I keep waiting for that one part that makes you go "heck yes!" But it doesn't happen :(

Should I Stay or Should I Go: 9/10

The Clash! My beloved!!

This! More of this!

I need a bit more guitars, and just a bit louder, but yes. This is what I love today. (I'm currently in a rock era? My pop/top40 loving self is very confused)

Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love: 7/10

Van Halen! Now you've got it.

He has better songs tbh. This is pretty soft (compared to, let's say Jump!)

I do like it a lot tho!

Broken Crown: 10/10

Mumford & Sons are so underrated, but I kind of want to gatekeep them?

I haven't heard this song before.

I love the folk-rock sound so much, can't go wrong with that tbh.

I love how they strip the sound and then come back with the instruments during/after the bridge. (That's a "heck yes!" Moment)

"I can take the road and I can fuck it all away // but in this twilight, our choices seal our fate." Love love love this line

Take On Me: 6.4/10

This is a classic and I will never not miss a chance to sing this during karaoke.

It's in my 'Old but Gold' playlist, but I often find myself skipping it.

Under Pressure: 7.6/10

Another classic. Queen & Bowie collaborating gave us some really good songs and I'm so glad for that.

It sounds so fun, but the lyrics are actually pretty sad.

Chamber of Reflection: 5.5/10

It sounds like something a friend of mine would listen to while smoking a joint.

It's not bad, but I wouldn't listen to this on my own.

The ending is so slooowww

Cigarettes Out The Window: 4/10

This tickles my brain, but not in a nice way.

This may be a 'wetleg' situation. Which means I hate it now, but will love it in a couple of weeks. So it gets an extra point for that.

Fahrradsattel: 6.9/10

This intro is... interesting? (Are those WHIP SOUNDS?!)

I have little to no clue as to what he's saying, but he want to be something?

Okay I translated the lyrics. I have questions

Guitar Solo: 9/10

Look. I love guitars. You had me at the title alone.

Puttin' on the Ritz: 5/10

This has become a tiktok song

I kind of like it, but I'm taking a point away because tiktok ruined it.

Very catchy

#britt's music things #but provided by queerdeadwizards #that tag is now my new favourite #britt's music things (deluxe edition)

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sunootonin · 2 years

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𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑 [𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃]♡41. you were the redacted

warnings : angst, self doubt, mentions of an injury

You walked out of the bathroom miserably. Why were people so fucking mean? Why couldn't they understand that you were human? You were allowed to have a bad day. Your face was swollen and you looked like you just ate 16 bowls of ramyeon but honestly that was the last thing you cared about.

If you're an idol, pro tip : NEVER spend an hour on stan twitter. And don't go on solo vlives. And don't fall in love with your colleagues. Even if they're hot and have a nice voice and have the prettiest smile and an australian accent and- you get the point :)

You hated the way you were feeling right now. Were you really a dead weight to the team? Did you really deserve to make it into the final debut lineup after the 25 girls who came to I-LAND with the same dream? All those days you spent cutting out sleep, struggling to get the good grades you had promised your mom after your week long argument with her to convince her to let you leave home and start training in Seoul, while also improving your skills and constantly trying to just be good enough. You questioned everything. And you hated it. Because you wouldn't have a had a whole mental breakdown if it wasn't for a boy. A fucking boy. What had you become?

You just didn't understand. You had a strong mind, that was the reason that got you this far. You always had everything under control. From carrying extra safety pins every performance incase there's a wardrobe malfunction, carrying torches for the members to deflect camera lights so they don't have headaches from all the flashing lights later, carrying extra energy bars for all the members incase they feel too tired and worn out, checking up on the members if they've taken their medications for the day, if they've eaten enough, if they're understanding the choreography, talking to the producer if they don't like their part, making sure they have the best schedule, solving disturbances between members of the group. God. You were such a good leader. And how you wished the public knew that before they pointed fingers at you. And yes, you shouldn't need their validation. But their love is what gives you your bread. You don't get money if they don't like you. And right now, you had to search for people showing love for you, like searching for a needle in a haystack.

You just didn't want to face the fact. You didnt want to face that the root of this was Sim Jaeyun. You hated that a boy, a silly goofy pretty boy was getting in the way of everything and made you have a mental breakdown. He wouldn't talk to you, and people wouldn't stop hating you. And your stylist wouldn't stop giving you shitty clothes that made you uncomfortable. That's why you decided not to care. Fuck him, and fuck his little attitude. If he doesn't want to talk to you, so be it, but you will NOT beg. You are more than that, no matter how hot he is.

And that's why you went to practice not caring a bit about your appearance. You ate 6 chocolates which weren't even yours. Your members were concerned and rightfully so. You just took a water bottle saying "One last practice. Come on." and made your way out the door. Joint Practices were usually led by both you and Jungwon in absence of a choreographer. That kid was younger, but he knew how to perform. He had been trained for the most time after all.

You saw Jake's stare lingering on you the moment you entered. It was a good stare. Like a mom who looks at her child when she's sick. But you weren't in the mood.

"Y/n, hey we-"

"Later Jake. Focus on practice first" you ruthlessly cut him off. It was honestly satisfying

Everyone kinda understood they shouldn't mess with you today. You aggressively turned on the music and clapped your hands, yelling at everyone to focus. You corrected every small mistake, commented on every wrong facial expression, and gave every form of feedback you could. Maybe this was your coping mechanism. Making yourself feel like you're the leader. Telling yourself to get over whatever you had been through in the past week.

But even through all that burning aggression, from the corner of your eye you did not miss Jake wincing, scratching his left ankle. You dismissed everyone for 10 minute breaks everytime you could notice his pain getting too much, you reminded everyone not to overexert themselves. Through it all, you never stopped caring, even though you really wanted to.

It wasn't until you heard him yell in pain that you whipped your head to the sight of him sinking to the floor and holding his ankle. Damn, he was literally on the verge of tears. You turned off the music and ran to get an ice pack and first aid kit. His leg was obviously swollen. Jungwon went to find their manager. You still, didn't talk to him, but you swore you could feel his goofy smile as you carefully wrapped a crepe band around his swollen ankle. He was just as desperate for attention from you, as you were for him. Idiots.

And that's how you found yourself arguing with the manager to let you go to the hospital with Jake. You swore to God he shipped the both of you, the day he suggested you should perform polaroid love together. Jay chose to come along incase it gets late at the hospital. Other than the few concerned questions Jay posed to Jake, there was drop dead silence in the car.

Once Jake vanished into the X-ray room, Jay whipped his head towards you.

"Alright listen here you kid-" he started

"I'm the same age as you!" You interjected

"You are going to talk to each other today. Once he comes out of that room, I'm gonna ask him if he's okay and then we're driving back to the company and then I'm disappearing. COMMUNICATE WITH EACH OTHER." He ordered aggressively.

"OKAY FINE! That's what I've been wanting all this time anyways!"

Just as he promised, Jay asked Jake if he was okay, and he replied with "Yeah, just a ligament pull. It'll take a week." Jay patted his shoulder reassuringly and you made your way back to the company. The manager dropped us off and Jake grabbed his crutches and your hand, literally pulling you to the lounge.

"We need to talk." He said.

"Yeah well no shit." You snapped sarcastically.

"First sit down you idiot, do you wanna upgrade that sprain to a fracture?" You commanded him.

He chuckled and sat down and took a deep breath to begin. You swallowed a lump in your throat. Finally you'd know what happened. He pulled our his phone to his gallery, to reveal some... interesting screenshots.

"Look y/n, I know you probably didn't do this, and someone framed you or something. I still refuse to believe that you would. But.. I just.. I needed some time to process all of this. Something in me just made me think you actually did do all of this. Helen hated what was happening too. That's why she just let me know even though she wasn't supposed to. She met me and showed me all of these screenshots"

"So you're telling me. You believed that I leaked your phone number, and harassed a random person, I honestly think this is that stylist you had before Helen but anyways. You really think I did something like this Jake? You really believed it?" You said, you just sounded hurt.

"No y/n I-" He started panicking.

You aggressively took out your phone and showed him your Google settings. You only used two accounts, and the one you used predebut was nowhere to be found.

"I don't even know where that account is anymore Jake. I stopped using it as soon as I nearly got caught by a performance director when I was a trainee. The storage was getting too much, so I removed that account from my phone. I don't even know how to login anymorem. I promise you, all I used that for, was to literally bully kids over fucking minecraft and roblox." Just as you said that, Jake started laughing. You knew the way both of you were, you could never have a serious conversation. So you started laughing too.

"Were you that lonely as a trainee" He teased, still laughing.

"SHUT UP. Anyways. So Helen gave me those outfits on purpose?" You asked, feeling pretty betrayed.

"I mean that person literally threatened her, so yeah. She did. The date of the email leaking the phone number to this mysterious entity was the exact same as the day you sent me your first text message." He answered.

That frustrated you.

"When you look at me, what do you see Jaeyun, huh? Like-"

"Y/n I-"

"No seriously? Do I look like a fucking pick me girl? What do you see me as? Why the fuck would I be so hungry for your attention. Is this really how-"

"No! Okay!? That's not how I see you, when I see you, I just wanna hold your hand and play with your hair and maybe give you a kiss on the cheek or the something cause God, you're so cute and I literally romantically like you. OKAY? WAS THAT A GOOD ANSWER?" He said aggressively standing up.

"REALLY?" You asked, matching his energy

"YES. DO YOU SIMP FOR ME BACK." He asked assertively. You both didn't know why you were yelling but you honestly didn't care.

"When my members said I was a simp for redacted. You were the redacted."

"Oh my god."

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a/n : YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO WRITE THIS OKAY I BETTER GET A SHIT TON OF ASKS AND REBLOGS AND COMMENTS ON THIS CHAPTER OR IM DEACTIVATING. CUZ I WROTE ALL OF THIS ORIGINALLY BUT THEN TUMBLR DIDNT SAVE IT IN DRAFTS SO I HAD TO FUCKING REWRITE ALL OF IT AGAIN. BUT YEAH SIMP FOR REDACTED IS COMING TO AN END SOON 🥲

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fishfingersandjellybabies · 2 years

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I'm horrible at keeping up with the trends so I hope this song is ok: if it ain't me by Dua Lipa. I just thought this could be 100% jondami and got obsessed with the idea (but in my head it ends well bc I love angst but I'm a loser for happy endings oop). Anyway happy birthday!!!!! May you have a fantastic weekend!

(thank you!! the weekend turned out surpisingly lovely. Out of state family surprised me and we spent the whole two days having lots of fun :D )

Damian has always been the coolest person Jon ever met. Even when he was a jerk, or angry, no one compared to Damian. Not for Jon. Not when they met, not as they grew up.

So flash forward to their early twenties and...they're in love? Jon admitted his crush and Damian kissed him right there on the rooftop underneath a full moon? They're dating? They're dating for years?

But...Damian's always been cool. And Jon always has not been. So sure, the idea of Damian leaving him for someone else was always there. Frankly, he should! There's so many better and cooler and hotter people out there than Jon. He wouldn't blame Damian if he left him. He'd cheer him on!

And some days, that makes him hang on extra tight. Give Damian's hand a few more squeezes, hold him from behind a few more times. A few extra kisses.

Other days, normally when Damian's on an extended solo mission, he just sits and stresses about it. Not that Damian is cheating, but that he deserves better and should take it, but...then what would Jon do without him? Could he survive? Would he?

And then Damian comes home and finds Jon drunk or hungover on the couch, tear tracks just staining his face as terrible dance music beats loudly in the background. Damian just rolls his eyes and helps Jon up. Puts him in their bed and cleans his face for him before holding Jon close as the drunkard falls asleep while he watches mindless TV, always muttering a soft 'I love you.' when he knows Jon is still awake.

tldr: jon's worries are always for nothing and damian loves his silly sad beautiful boy.

#asks #anon #writing games #jon kent #damian wayne #jondami #also shippy headcanons

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dragon-kazansky · 3 years

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Dangerous | Helmut Zemo

AU! Race car driver Zemo 😎

Gender neutral reader

Collage by @realremyd

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Part 3

The next morning, after breakfast at the hotel, a call was made up to your room. It wasn't until you put the phone down that you realised you didn't have a way to contact Zemo. It was good he knew where you were staying. You would have to make sure to get his number later.

It felt strange to think about that. If he had your number, wouldn't that be like taking the next step? Were you getting carried away with this? Probably.

You couldn't ignore the fact you liked Zemo.

You never expected to develop a crush on a racing driver. It seemed like he liked you too, but you didn't want to get too carried away. This might very end up being a one time thing.

You make your way down to the lobby. Zemo is waiting for you. He looked so extra, but so stylish. A fur collared jacket, driving gloves, sunglasses on his head.

He turned when he heard you approach. His face lit up with a smile as you got closer to him.

"Good morning."

"Morning. You're looking smart today," you look him up and down, not so subtly checking him out. So much for trying to feel in that crush.

"Thought I would make an impression on you."

"You already did."

Zemo smiles at that. There was a proud feeling in knowing he had you hooked. Perhaps this would lead somewhere, but he would see. He didn't want to rush things and ruin any chances he may have with you.

He wouldn't do that.

"Ready?"

"As I'll ever be."

Zemo leads you outside where another fabulous car is parked. You look at it, top to bottom. He can tell by your expression you're impressed.

"Just how many cars do you have?"

"Many. I could show you my collection if you like," he says, walking over to the car and opening the door for you.

You chuckle and climb in.

Zemo takes his sun glasses and puts them on as he gets into the drivers seat. He grins at you as he sets off.

You roll the window down and let the wind mess up your hair, wanting to feel that free feeling you got that first time. Even just sitting next to Zemo brought about all kinds of exciting feelings.

Zemo turned on the radio as he drove through the streets. There was a little drive to get to the garage his race car had been taken to. This gave him some time to bask in your company again.

He could get used to having you around all the time. In fact, he would love that.

Zemo considered himself more of a solo racer. Tony Stark always had fans hanging about, 'dates' in his stand watching him race. Zemo only ever had his pit crew waiting for him at the end of a race.

It was beautiful out. Even more so when you excited the town and got onto more open roads. You had no idea where he was taking you exactly, but you couldn't complain. if he got to see sights like this every day, that was amazing.

You glanced at him. He was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, in time to the music playing on the radio. He looked so relaxed and in his element.

Feeling your gaze on him, he turned to you with a grin.

"What is it?"

"Nothing. You just... look so at home."

He laughs, the sound joyous and wonderful. It makes your heart skip a beat.

"I live in the drivers seat."

You laugh with him.

"What do you say we speed this up? Just like last time," he peers at you over his shades.

"Alright. Thrill me."

You didn't need to say any more. He pushed his foot down on the pedal and you laughed as the car sped up. With such ease, the car glided down the road. Not another soul in sight as the scenery became a blur, just like that first day.

No rules. No restrictions. No Stark.

Just two people enjoying each others company on the open road. What more could a man ask for?

In the distance, you spot a building. That had to be where he was taking you.

"Where is this?"

"It's an old air strip. Hasn't been used in decades. I come here to drive often. I asked my team to bring the car here so we can take a look at it, thought you may also appreciate the area."

You smile.

"It's stunning. There's nothing else around for miles."

Knowing these roads like the back of his hand, he speeds up further, gliding along the rear of the way with ease. Your laughter just fuels him to go faster.

You reach the air strip in no time. He slows down on the approach and pulls up right outside the hanger. He gets out first and opens your door for you. You chuckle as you take his hand and climb out.

Even with your hair all wind struck, you look stunning to him. He won't tell you that though.

You both head inside.

There it is. His race car. He exterior looks pretty good, just scuffed from where Stark's car collided with it, but nothing too serious. The crew were busy working away on it as you both approached.

"Who's this?" A voice asks from your right.

"This is Y/N, my new friend," Zemo says, introducing you. "Y/N, this is Sam. He is very good with cars."

"Nice to meet you." You shake his hand.

"Likewise."

"What's the damage?" Zemo walks over to his car.

"The engine gave out. That's all."

"That's all? It cost me a win," Zemo narrows his gaze at Sam.

"It could have been a lot worse. We'll have it fixed in no time."

"Good. I need to win the next one, and the other two to beat Stark. He cannot win them all." Zemo stands upright after looking over his vehicle.

"Trust us, we're on it."

Zemo doesn't give him any more of a response and returns to your side.

"Want to look around a little?"

"Yes please."

He places an arm around your shoulder and guides you out of the hanger. You're blushing from his touch. It almost felt like you were made to fit against him like this.

You both go to stand near the car.

"How come you have such a big rivalry with Tony Stark?" You ask, gazing up at him.

"He doesn't like the idea that I'm better than him."

"Humble."

"Honest. Stark is an engineer and a genius. He can build a car from scratch. I know the ins and outs of cars. I know how to make them better, how to improve them. My cars are better than his, and he is threatened by it."

"Sounds petty."

Zemo shrugs. He is not ashamed to admit he is better than Stark. His whole vendetta is to prove it. He just doesn't have many chances left to do so.

"Aren't you worried?"

"No," he looks you in the eye, "I'm certain."

"Does nothing scare you?"

"Not yet."

There is no expression on his face. You have no idea what's going on inside that head of his. You knew he knew what he was doing. This was his job, his passion. That didn't mean the risks didn't apply to him.

For some reason, Stark's words came to mind. "He's dangerous." Not just on the track, he had said.

Was he?

Who was this man standing before you? His personal information was almost non existent online. Other than his racing background, there was nothing about him. You didn't even know where he was from. His accent suggested not from around here.

Did you dare ask?

No. You didn't want to. No matter how curious you were...

"Would you like me to drive you along the strip?" He asked, nodding across the field where you could see the straight road.

"Yes. Don't go easy on me."

"Wouldn't dream of it," he grins.

You both get into the car and he wastes no time in driving over to the strip. This car doesn't even remotely come close to his racing car, but he'd be damned if he didn't leave you thrilled after this.

He lines up perfectly. You hold on tight and smile at him.

Wheels screeching, whole body jerking, and nothing but the wind blowing through the window. With all his skill and precision, the car speeds up in handled ease. This man knows what he's doing.

You trust him with your life.

You wanted to thank your friend for bringing you to the races that day. If she hadn't, what would you be doing now? Working? Sitting at home? Studying?

Nothing nearly as amazing as this.

Zemo brought life into your world, and you didn't want it to end.

At the end of the runway, he turns the car with ease, though the power causes you to lean toward him as he turns the vehicle around. He almost reaches out for your hand, but focuses his attention on his driving. Back up you go.

He glances at you from the corner of his eye.

Could it be that there was one thing he wanted more than winning against Stark?

No, he didn't think so.

The car comes to a screeching halt at the end of the runway. Heaven knows how his tyres are doing.

You grin at him once the car stops.

"I'll never get tired of that."

He chuckles.

"That pleases me to hear."

Your phone rings. You apologise as you pick it up and answer it, disappointed it was ruining your fun.

"Hello?"

"Y/N? Hey, how was the race yesterday?" It was your friend.

"Oh, uh. It was good." You lied. It hadn't ended as you had hoped.

"Great. What time does your train get in tomorrow? I have something super exciting to share with you."

"About 2 o'clock I think."

"I'll be there to pick you up. Oh my gosh, you will not believe what's happened. I can barely contain myself. I'll speak to you soon."

She hangs up.

You stare at your phone, confused. She sounded super excited, whatever that was about.

"Problem?"

"Uh, no. Just my friend calling. She's going to pick me up from the train station tomorrow."

"I see. It's a shame you do not live locally. I would get to see you every day," he smiles.

You're blushing again.

"You'd get board of me really quickly," you say, tucking your phone away again.

"I doubt that."

"With your lifestyle? Definitely."

"I may live an exciting life, but you are a rare treasure any man would be lucky enough to have in his life."

"Are you flirting with me?" You ask, eyeing him suspiciously.

"That depends, is it working?"

You laugh.

"It might be."

"Then yes," he says, grinning like a fool.

You both sit there and laugh.

"Allow me to drop you off back at the hotel."

"I'd like that."

Much slower, he drives back to the hanger to alert the team he is leaving. They wave as you both leave.

The ride back is a lot more gentle, more casual. The radio is turned on, but the volume is low. Zemo is just basking in your presence.

He can't admit that he will miss you once you're gone.

The ride is over much sooner than he would have liked. Once again, you both sit there together.

You pull out your phone.

"Can I have your number?" You ask, biting the bullet.

He grins smugly.

"Already making a move?"

"Shush. Can I?"

He nods, taking your phone and putting his number into your contacts. You smile as you take it back, pretending his gloved fingers didn't brush against yours.

"I expect to hear from you," he says.

"I promise."

You go to get out, but he stops you by grabbing your arm lightly. You look at him, a little confused.

"Remember what I said."

"About what?" You ask.

"Come to the races, and I'll take you in a date."

You bite your lip.

"I haven't forgotten."

"Good."

He stays there until you've gone inside, out of sight. His phone suddenly feels heavy in his pocket, waiting for a text or call.

He was in deep, he just didn't know it yet.

He thinks of you as he drives off.

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dontdropthatthunthunthun · 2 years

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Thoughts on Louis in Amsterdam

Here are some of my memories and pictures of the show in Amsterdam yesterday. Made this post for myself and to maybe help out other people that feel a bit anxious about going to the show like I did :). It got a bit longer than anticipated so I put everything behind the cut.

First of all I was going with my anti-Larry friend so it was a bit awkward when I got happy about all the pride flags and she was going 'he's not gay so why all the flags it doesn't make sense.' (Explained how he helped the lgbtq+ community and then she understood it a bit more).

We were able to buy merch before getting in line, they opened a small merch shop in the venue where you could get in without having to get into the line. So we didn't have to worry about that later.

We arrived around 17.15 and the line was absolutely insane. The security guard said he had never seen a line that long for any concert in Afas Live. (for the people that know where this venue is, when I arrived the line was going until the Ziggo Dome and started to go around the back of the Amsterdam Arena after us. That's a line over 550m.

It was very cold outside so that's mostly why we didn't arrive earlier, I respect everyone in front of the line freezing their asses off for sometimes over a day, at least they had the restaurant across blasting 1D to keep them warm.

Doors opened at 18.30, the line just moved peacefully. Everyone was just walking and not pushing, once we got at the entrance a security guard told us to walk slowly and not push and that all went well.

After we showed our tickets and were inside the venue we went to get a locker for our coats and got in line for the toilets before we entered the hall where we bought water and found a place to stand for the concert. Once we found our place it was around 19.30. We stood a bit at the side of the crowd but not too far back (we were just behind the second barrier).

I met up with @goldenxsunshine in line and @hulahoo-p found us in the crowd (unfortunately I forgot to take a picture with her :( )

Happy girls after the concert

I was afraid everyone was going to push once Only The Poets or Louis started, but no one did and I'm very glad about that. I had space to move and nobody was even touching me so it was great. I've had different experiences with this at a One Direction concert back in the days so I was very glad that everyone was just chill and enjoying their time.

Only The Poets were AMAZING. Really liked their vibe and music, they thanked Louis about 4 times. Louis gave them a shout out too.

After Only The Poets ended we still had about half an hour for the main show. We just stayed at our spot and danced to the pre show playlist. When the Smiley thing came down everyone started screaming and every time a song ended and everyone thought the show was starting we screamed as well (took about 5 songs before it actually started so it was pretty funny).

When Louis came on stage I died. He looked SO good even better than I remembered. He looked so comfortable on stage and I was sooooo proud. (my pictures aren't the best since I had to zoom in quite a bit but enjoy some pictures of Louis singing his little heart out)

Louis was very observing. He stopped the show twice, because people in the crowd were waving that something was wrong. I think the first time it was a false alarm, but the second time first aid people carried a girl out of the crowd. I love that he pays close attention to that. It made me feel extra safe.

His voice is amazing, anyone that ever said he wouldn't be able to do a solo tour can shut their mouths now, the boy can SING. Jesus Christ he was good.

He pointed at some signs and smiled at some. I think one of them was about lyrics because he forgot them (I don't remember what song) but he laughed at a girls sign.

His interaction with the crowd was amazing. Even when you were a bit further in the back you had the feeling he appreciated you and you felt seen (I did at least).

Princess Park was LOUD (I have a video of it somewhere, I'll probably post my videos later) holy shit we were all screaming our hearts out.

Everyone sang along to most of the songs but especially to Only The Brave. I think there were less pride flags than other shows but I still saw quite a lot of them.

I was planning on filming always you but by the time my brain registered what song it was the Amsterdam line was already sung😂 It was still really loud tho.

Overall the concert was really amazing, honestly one of the best concerts I've ever been too and the most chill and dedicated crowd I've ever been in. Great vibes, great songs, AMAZING artist. God I love Louis so much.

A tip to end this with: if you are still going to one of the concerts (or a concert from another artist) BRING EARPLUGS, the music is LOUD and your ears won't appreciate it. Trust me you can hear the concert perfectly well with earplugs in. I took them out for a few seconds but plugged them in again almost instantly because the sound will ruin your ears (and we ofc want to keep listening to Louis without any ear related problems:)).

#this post is way too long lol #had a GREAT night #I love Louis so fucking much #if you have any questions feel free to ask me

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laf-outloud · 3 years

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Jensen's Solo Panel - DenverCon Favorite Bits

My favorite parts of Jensen's Solo panel:

His hair looks so good! I love the longer look.

His story about the military stunt man of unusual size! Loved the yes sirs, no sirs and being able to toss around Jared!

Jensen missing his brother, Jared.

Loved the question about Jensen possibly carrying Dean (the character) into his new roles/auditions. Jensen indicates we may see nuances, but it was difficult not to do the Dean voice and getting a note from Kripke about it. LOL!

His Soldier Boy radio voice!!!

His relaxed posture and comfortability with the panel. He's come a long way from the early conventions.

He hasn't mourned the show or Dean because Dean's not gone.

Wanting to come back and do a reunion!

Character backstory technique - Jensen doesn't typically do that technique, but his new characters have good backstory built in.

Hazing on The Boys, day 1 with Jensen in all his glory. Can't wait to see that!

Couldn't go home during filming The Boys and he didn't go crazy. But "thank God for FaceTime".

LOL! His girls are Daddy's girls! ("Love them some Daddy" Oops, didn't quite come out right.) Arrow is going to be the death of him.

Zeppelin is a momma's boy, but when Jensen came back, he never left his side.

Went home for five days, then back to work for four weeks.

His dancing!!!

The Applebee's song!!! He is in great shape and he can still work it!!!

"No capes, no tights!" (In reference to what he's going to be for Halloween.) I wouldn't object if he wanted to do that.

He'll be back in Austin in a couple of weeks!

90% of the finale script didn't change.

He wishes Jared was there for people to ask him about the finale.

Bridge scene was effective and beautiful, but it would have been fun to have Kansas play and turn it into a wrap party. I still loved what we got and felt it was better to have the focus on Sam and Dean.

Explaining what an aux cord is! LOL!

Old TV static was the battle of the white and black ants. (Never heard it put that way before).

Music plays in Zeppelin's head all the time. Does that happen with other people?

Finale question about things added to it that wasn't in the script. Great question!

Jared probably remembers this stuff better.

Barn scene was only done a couple of times otherwise they'd be an absolute wreck. (I would be too!)

The crew had to turn around or leave the set because it was hard for them to watch it in person.

Doubling up on "I need you tell me it's okay." (Me crying on the floor.)

Tip from Karl Urban: Moments happen naturally, until the director notices and wants to make it intentional, then it's no longer organic.

Jensen fought for Dean to die standing up. "If he's going to die, he's going to die standing." The two of them facing each other was more powerful. (And because of that, we got the forehead touch and the hand-holding!!!)

Jensen can't eat pie anymore without a smirk. Dean changed Jensen's relationship with pie forever.

Paranormal entities aren't targeting someone who played a hunter for 15 years. Jensens "been trained in ghost warfare for 15 years." He has no problems sleeping in a haunted hotel.

All the horses he tried! Cowboy, Texas, then Kevin.

Sees a gorgeous all black horse called Bebe, Jensen's like, it's Baby. That's my horse!

Poor Baby was limping. So a 16 1/2 hand huge quarter horse comes around (biggest horse). The horse named Spanky! "As long as it wasn't Sam, we're good, that would have been too close."

If Jack's character was a girl and not a boy, how would Dean react? "The same? Do we even know what Jack identifies as?" Storyline wouldn't have been affected by gender, "which it shouldn't". Dean might have had extra glances at him, which is Dean's problem.

Would have played Benny if he had to play another character. Due to his really cool storyline and how he developed Dean into seeing the gray area in monsters. He really wanted Ty in his sequence in S15. Besides Sam and Cas, there was a brotherly relationship there. (Love that all these relationships are about brothers!)

Jensen didn't remember 15.19 scene and had to be reminded. He had just lost his best friend, it would have been a huge embrace if it was Cas at the door instead of Lucifer.

The outfit is not the best part of playing a superhero. They're not built for 12-14 hours day of sweating and not good for stunts.

Boots he wore as Soldier Boy were the same boots he wore as Dean. (They're already broken in, why not?)

Misha shows up and Jensen thought it would be Jared (wish it was).

Jensen worked out like crazy during the pandemic so he would have muscles to fill the superhero costume. (Not complaining here).

Jensen was looking forward to leaning into the conventions without stress, but the pandemic happened. (I know he has a quick turn-around to his other show, but I'm glad he was so relaxed here).

Thanks everyone for the restrictions. He doesn't want Jared's show to shut down, or his. (Nor do I!)

Poor Rob and the transition!

I thought it was a great panel and the questions and commentary really covered all of his current projects! I was glad to see less of his Dean character that he's had in previous cons and more just relaxed Jensen.

#jensen ackles #spn denver con 2021 #Jensen's solo panel #long post

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darlings-illustrated · 3 years

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Faith in Bangtan: No More Dream short

So as I previously stated I'm not writing chapters for this story anymore but I will do small things with it as I'm not done with the story. So updates will be little shorts like this or something else. Enjoy this short :).

Also this would be the first time you meet Nayoung. She is also an OC of mine and is in the group too. Quick information about her:

Name: Nayoung

DoB: June 24th 1992

Extra fact: She has been a trainee in bighit since 2008. Originally was supposed to join GLAM but didn't make the final cut. She is a rapper in the group.

Below is a style reference for the MV.

They stood on their first music video set in awe. The cameraman turns the camera to Nayoung asking her to film the intro.

"Hello! I'm Nayoung and we are here on the set of our FIRST music video 'No More Dreams'!" She begins excitedly, throwing her hands up in the air. "Please clap for our first milestone!" She cheers before clapping loudly.

"How do you feel?" The cameraman asks.

"I feel great! I'm a bit nervous but once we start I'm sure I'll be okay!" She smiles. They make their way over to the bus where Faith is sitting on the front of it on her phone. She calls out to her. "Faith you're finished getting ready already?"

Faith looks up before smiling and waving at her older friend. "Yeah luckily I wasn't there for too long. I was too excited to see the set!" Once she noticed the camera she did a little bow before introducing herself. "Hello I'm Faith." She sat their awkwardly making Nayoung laugh.

"What are we going to do? You're soo awkward!" She c grabs Faiths hands and gently pulls her off the bus. "Come on stop being soo stiff." She swings her friends arms about making her laugh.

"Okay i'll try t-pleasestop! You're gonna rip my arms off." She laughs, trying to pry her hands away from her excited friend. After they calmed down Faith started to explain the scene to them.

"Jin oppa will drive the bus all the way down here…" she points out the route the bus will take. "And then BAM! He'll crash into the boxes here." She says lightly kicking the empty cardboard boxes on the floor. "And then we'll exit the bus and start-"At that moment Jin came over to them.

"Ahh here comes the handsome bus driver!" Nayoung points at Jin making him embarrassed. He slowly blushes and hides his face before introducing himself to the camera. "How does it feel to once again be our handsome driver?" She pretends to have a mic and interviews him.

"I wasn't aware that I was going to be driving the bus." He chuckles before looking at the bus.

"The director told me you're going to be the reason we end up in a hospital." Faith says casually causing Jin to do a double take at her with wide eyes.

"Hospit-what? Why?" He asks, very confused by her statement.

"You're gonna crash us into these boxes." Faith laughs, kicking the boxes again. He sighs before laughing, realising she was exaggerating the scene. He walks up the boxes and picks it up, not surprised by how light and empty it was.

"How can I crash into these?" He throws the box into the air and catches it. "These are too light." He passes it to Nayoung. She laughs when she notices the weight.

"Forget crashing into these, Jin you're going to have to try and not run these over!" Nayoung laughs before passing it to Faith. "If you crash into these it will be a miracle!"

"Maybe we can put stuff into it to weigh it down." Faith suggests before throwing it back to Jin who then passes it to Nayoung, now creating a game of hot potato.

"But what if I actually crash the bus? Then we'll actually end up in hospital."He jokes, making them all laugh. When Nayoung catches the box she pauses and tilts her head.

"Wait can the company even afford that?" Nayoung asks, pretending to be serious. Jin and Faith look at each other before laughing and trying to gather themselves, even the cameraman was laughing. They couldn't believe she said that, especially when she knew she was being recorded.

"You can't say stuff like that. You're gonna get in trouble!" Jin laughs as he smacks her back gently.

"I'm sorry. P-please cut the camera." Nayoung laughs

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"For this scene, lean back on the desk and look cool and then at the second half of the verse walk towards the camera with the bat." The director directs Faith on her solo scene. She nods her head and gets into position, sitting down on the desk and leaning back on the desks stacked up behind her. Once she got comfortable she was about to let the director know she was ready to do the practice run but started to chuckle when she noticed the maknae line behind the director pulling funny faces at her. She did an 'X' with her arms to show she wasn't ready.

"Guys I can't film with you guys doing that." She laughs covering her face with her hand. 'Trust them to pop out of nowhere on some foolishness'.

"Noona, we want to watch you film your scene." Jimin explains. Taehyung and Jungkook. The director turns to look at them, giving them a look before looking forward again.

"Then stop making me laugh." She warns playfully.

"OKAY!" He gestures that they'll be quiet and they mimic him. The director counts her and the music in and she follows the steps he gave her. She was glad they actually listened to her so she could focus on practicing the scene. But when it came to actually filming the scene she knew they wouldn't keep to their word.

'They are such brats….i'm going to kill them.' She watches them for the 4th time pull faces behind the camera again trying ,and fortunately failing, to make her laugh. When the director told her she was done for this scene. She looks over at them calmly with a smile and says one thing.

"Come here."

They ran from the set.

Just a small description to show how their dynamic and a style reference to show what they would've wore in the music video. Thanks for reading :).

#8th member of bts #bts imagines #bts scenario #bts #bts oc #bangtan scenario #kim namjoon #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jeon jungkook #jung hoseok #hoseok #park jimin #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #bts suga #jhope

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outerbankslut · 4 years

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Confessions... JJ Maybank (ptersparkers’ Writing Challenge)

Summary • You had been dating JJ for the for a few months after meeting him a year before and during a Kegger one night he gains the courage to confess something.

Warnings • Underage Drinking. Swearing. Mentions of smoking weed. JJ being hella cheesy and cute. Minimal violence (punching). Makeout scene at the end and insinuated smut after.

Word Count • 3.2k (Imagine)

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(GIF isn’t mine, let me know if it’s yours)

BEER ROCKED DANGEROUSLY over the side of the red solo cup held in JJ Maybank's hand as he bobbed from side to side within the crowd of sweaty, buzzed teenagers. He was 7 beers and one joint deep and it had barely been 2 hours. But that was JJ for you. Getting hammered at parties and hooking up with random tourons would normally be his plan for the night. Until he met you. His life drastically changed with you around. He stayed round your house, you hung out on the boat together, you surfed with each other, comforted each other. You both enjoyed each other's presence. You felt safe in each other's arms.

Eventually JJ asked the million dollar question, not marriage though. Yet. He asked you to be his girlfriend on a boat ride, just the two of you as the sun set behind you. It was surprisingly romantic for the Maybank boy which you had told him. He simply kissed you on the lips and said when there was the right motivation for him to, which was wanting to spend every moment with you, he could be as romantic as he wanted.

JJ took the rim of the cup to his lips and let the beer wash down his throat as he turned, looking around him, searching for one person. Until he found you. His eyes landed on your head of hair standing by the keg chatting with John B gripping a similar red solo cup to JJs own. Except you weren't stumbling from side to side like him.

"Ellie!" He called out as he pushed his way through the herd of people and beamed as he saw you turn around.

"Took you long enough to get here."

As soon as he reached you he wrapped his arms around you tightly like a koala bear and nestled his head on your chest. You laughed at your boyfriend wrapping your arms around him, the vibrations coursing through your body to his as he inhaled your soothing scent. He felt so lucky to hear your laugh all the time. That melodic, enchanting laugh.

"How much have you had drink JJ?"

You asked. He pulled away counting on his fingers and held up three with a goofy grin before saying, "Five beers."

You chose not to comment on his maths considering he was already hammered so it wasn't his fault.

John B piped up from behind you, "I think he's had six or seven. And I saw him smoking a joint early on."

"Thanks, John B." You smiled, before you took JJs hand leading him over to a log that didn't have any people sitting on it. "How about we sit down, J?"

Then you felt a gentle tug on your hand as JJ stood still in the sand begrudgingly. "No, I wanna go dance."

"You look like you're about to fall flat on your face, J. Are you sure?"

"Yeah. But can you come with me? Please Ellie belly." He begged, pouting and you got so caught up in his wide innocent stare that you found yourself nodding. If JJ was there you would happily do anything with him.

He pulled you into the crowd as you made sure he wouldn't fall over from his inebriated state.

His blond hair was held back by a navy blue bandana but strays still brushed against the soft skin of his face in the wind. He quickly put his arms around your waist quickly as if to say you were taken. Both of you completely content as you put your own wound round his shoulders. It wasn't even a slow song playing as you both swayed in the moonlight but you acted like it was anyway.

After a while it got too much within the masses of people surrounding you so you left it with JJ following after you.

"Hey, where you going?" He asked his eyes widening at the thought of you leaving him. He didn't want you to ever leave him. The sight melted your heart. If this was your ex he wouldn't even have asked. And would've just stayed dancing, probably with other girls as though he didn't have a girlfriend at all.

"I'm just going to go further up the beach. Where it's quieter. You coming?"

"Yeah." He'd go with you anywhere. "Of course, I'll go with you."

You smiled and walked down the beach, your feet sinking into the sand with each step you took.

The waves were louder where you were. Mainly because there wasn't music blasting right in your ear or the loud chatter and yells of Pogues partying.

You both laid next to each other in a small area on the sand listening the water crashing against the shore not caring about the sand that most likely covered you head to toe.

"Hey look, El." He pointed his finger into the sky towards a cluster of stars. "That one looks like a dick." He smirked. "That's probably like the size of mine as well. You think?"

"Mmm, I think maybe a grain of sand is more comparable." You looked at him with with a teasing smirk and he sent you a glare. "Anyway, I don't even see—wait nevermind I see it now." You paused for a second laughing.

"What?" He asked poking your shoulder.

"Its—It's the big dicker."

JJ snickered at the pun and you fist bumped before taking his hand in yours. Eventually the laughter faded to a comfortable silence with JJ rubbing circles on the back of your hand and you holding onto his like your life depended on it. JJs touch was soft and kind and yours was reassuring and gentle.

All of the sudden JJ turned over in the sand facing you as you turned to face him too.

He cleared his throat before speaking, your faces only millimetres apart. "El, there's—there's something I've wanted to say to you about... for a while now."

He was slightly sobered up now at the thought of what he was about to say. It was big for JJ. Never once had he felt love towards someone other than his four friends. His hookups meant nothing and his family—well that wasn't love in the slightest. So for him to feel safe and comfortable with someone was rare and it was a big deal.

You laid in anticipation thinking about what he could be saying. There could've been a hundred things. But one thing popped up that made you feel giddy inside. Your mind was saying no. There was no way he was about to say that. If anything he was probably about to break up with you. But you swiftly made sure to push that to the back of your mind. Though you didn't know what to think at his long pause as he tried to find the words.

"Is it—is it something bad or—"

"No, no. Just don't freak out or anything cause I don't think I could handle that."

You pinched your eyebrows in confusion but nodded nonetheless with an encouraging smile.

"I don't know whether you feel the same way or anything, but I think—"

And just like that JJ was interrupted as John B ran over laughing. "Guys Popes about to do a Keg stand."

You looked bewildered to say the least. From your short time knowing the Pogues you knew pope rarely drank. JJ huffed quietly under his breath sending a scowl into the back of John B who was going back to the epicentre of the beach party. You pulled JJ up his hand which you hadn't let go of yet and paused holding him back for a second.

"Hey? Um, what was it you wanted to say?"

"Nothing it doesn't matter." JJ sighed and gave a thin lipped smile. The atmosphere was ruined now. He wanted it to be perfect. He wanted it to mean something. But it didn't feel right to say in that moment.

You nodded not convinced but let it go. If it was that important he would have said wouldn't he?

AT TWO AM the party was still going and JJ had sobered up more, not wanting to be drunk if he was to try and tell you by the end of the night. He just needed to build up the courage again to say those words he'd been so starved of most of his life.

A lot of the Tourons and Kooks had cleared off going back to their holiday homes or mansions while the Pogues partied till dawn. Since they had no obligations, no one to answer to, nothing to lose.

Pope was completely drunk from the keg stand and Kiara was babysitting him for the rest of the night while trying to stop him from drinking even more.

JJ had strayed from you a few minutes before going over to talk to John B next to the campfire that was roaring while you manned the practically empty keg. You were sitting sipping on your own beer when you felt someone sit next to you and turned to see a boy who looked a little older than you.

"Hey baby." He put his arm around you as you grimaced attempting to push it off. "What do you say we get out of here and go back to my place?"

JJ was facing away from you for a second before John Bs face contorts to confusion and the blond turns to see the boy with his arm around you, not him. Just some random guy.

"Um, no thanks. I have a boyfriend." You push's his arm off standing up and walking away until he grabs your arm tightly.

JJs grip on the plastic cup crumpled it and he dropped it to the floor as he stormed towards the scene quickly with a furious stride in his step.

"That was a little rude." His breath hit your ear and the intoxication obvious as you winced at the pressure on your arm. You looked from him to his calloused hand placing extra pressure on your arm probably leaving bruises. And then gritted your teeth in annoyance as you hissed, "Let go, asshole."

"You heard what she said asshole let go of her." The voice of your boyfriend rung out when the guy didn't relent and even having the audacity to let out a low chuckle.

"What are you her boyfriend?"

You saw the blaze in his eyes and shook your head. "JJ it's fi—"

"Yeah, actually I am. So I suggest if you've got any sense left in that pea sized brain of yours, you let go of her." JJs fists tightened slightly and his jaw clenched.

The guy let go of your arm with a scoff before pushing you forward roughly towards JJ.

"Fucking slut." He spat in your direction and turned to leave but the fire in JJs eyes only grew.

His arms caught you as quickly as they abandoned you when he gently pushed you away from him and ran at the guy tackling him into the sand. People who had gathered around gasped in shock. Though, what was shocking about JJ Maybank getting into a fight at a party?

You went to go forward but John B pulled you back shaking his head as he moved forward to pull JJ away from the boy who he had punched twice.

John B pulled his friend off putting a hand on his chest to stop him running towards the guy groaning on the floor. Luckily the guy ran off quickly not causing anymore trouble as you hurriedly stepped towards the boy grabbing his shoulders and looking over his face and body.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine. Are you okay?" He said as he looked at the red print left on your arm his hands grazing over it.

"I'm fine, J. You didn't have to do that."

"I didn't have to—Are you serious? Of course I did. He wasn't letting go of you. I wasn't just gonna stand there and watch."

"I—I could've handled it. I don't want you getting hurt just because you think I'm a damsel in distress who can't help herself."

"You're not just a damsel in distress you're my girlfriend. I did it because you shouldn't have to go through that, we're a package deal. I protect you and you protect me."

Your face softened. "J, I understand and thankyou, I just hate the thought of you getting hurt because of me."

"Well deal with it cause as long as we're together I'll take any punches thrown your way because I love you so fucking much!"

JJ let out a breath as he realised what he'd just said and his eyes widened. You stood frozen as the words spilled out, your feet stuck to the ground, your hands trapped at your side.

"You—you love me?"

JJ got over the initial shock of what he said and nodded furiously. "Of course, you're the most amazing girl I've ever met. And the fact that you care too just makes me love you more. I'll scream I love you from the rooftops if I have to. So that guys like that know that you're my girlfriend."

The boy suddenly got an idea as he spotteda red metal stand stuck in in the sand behind you. He sent you a grin before rushing over to the object climbing up holding his hands in the air and wobbling slightly before yelling to the crowd of Pogues. "Can I have your attention please, everyone?"

Your eyes widened at the realisation of what he was about to do and you held in a breath.

"In case you didn't already know I'm in love with Ellie Reed that girl right there. And she's my girlfriend so if anyone here was thinking about going near her. Think again, she's off limits!"

Your cheeks flushed red and your lip was quivering now while a tear trickled down your cheek slowly.

The boy you loved with your whole heart, loved you back. He jumped down from the stand and before he got a chance to walk any further you ran up to him jumping into his arms that he quickly outstretched. He twirled you around once you were safely in his embrace and you felt like you were on top of the world.

"You don't have to feel the same way. I just needed you to know." He whispered in your ear, he was honest and he was scared. Scared that once he said that you'd run away cause you wouldn't feel the same way. He was reluctant to even admitting this in fear of rejection. But sometimes you just need to say fuck you to your fears and go for it.

You shook your head pulling back and wiping a small tear that was in a puddle on your cheek. As he set you back on the sand you lightly hit his chest.

"You going soft on me Maybank? Oh wait no you already were before." You teased him but he didn't care. You wanted to make sure he knew exactly how you felt back. So you did.

"I love you too, JJ. Dating you has made me feel like I actually have someone who I could go to for anything. You're so supportive. And the way I've seen you with your friends, you'd do anything for them. And I admire that so much."

You took his bandana in your hand and said, "And I especially love this cute ass bandana on you." You grinned winking at him. JJ made a mental note to wear it more often. "You're an amazing person and boyfriend and I don't think words even express my love for you."

He beamed at you and he wrapped his arms around you, his own eyes watering slightly and he pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead. It felt like he was high. But he didn't need weed for the type of high he was on right then.

THE DOOR WAS pushed open as you and JJ made your way through the entryway to JJs room lips locked. His hands slipped down to your waist grazing over the end seams of your top attempting to pull it up though it was tightly held on your body.

"Why is your top so hard to get off?" He grunted in frustration.

"I don't know. I'll just take it off." You pulled it over your head, throwing it to the side it hitting the floor and he stood still for a second.

"God, you're so fucking hot." He breathed out before stripping himself of his baggy tank top and pressed you up against the door, it slamming shut in the process. You smiled against his lips suddenly feeling dizzy and euphoric as his hands roamed your body. You gripped his hair tightly, your hands placed on the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss.

You felt his hands tighten around your bare waist when you moved your hands from his neck down the sides of his stomach lightly brushing over his abs before you reached the button of his board shorts. You unbuttoned them hastily and he kicked them off not wanting to take his attention from you.

Then his hands went down to the skirt you wore. Pulling at the waist band before he pulled it down, his hands brushing over the red lace situated beneath.

He broke the kiss and began trailing them along your jaw before whispering in your ear. "Jump."

You did exactly that feeling a tingling sensation at his hold on your thighs pinning you against the wooden door as you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders.

He trailed kisses further down your jaw before he carried you towards the bed and threw you down on the covers. You stared up at him his heavy breath hitting your face as he leaned down trailing the soft down your neck first and then down your chest. You were letting out soft moans and calling out his name as he sucked on your skin nicking it with his teeth leaving reddish marks left and right around your chest.

When he moved down to the lining of your laced underwear the creak of a door sounded through the room.

"JJ I—" Pope froze his eyes wide as he saw his friend on top of you only in your underwear. JJ quickly moved his body over yours.

"Jesus Christ, Pope."

"I'll—I'll leave you guys to it. Uh, have fun? And sorry."

Pope quickly exited the room looking mortified at the image of his friend having sex while Kiara and John B standing outside realised what had happened and laughed to themselves.

JJ let out a chuckle while you huffed. The thought of his friends being just outside the room was slightly unnerving as you realised the amount of times you had moaned JJs name. But just JJs touch took that feeling away. His head has rested on your chest before he sat up looking to you full of lust.

"Why don't we just finish what we started then."

Note • So I was on the fence about posting this for a while cause I just wasn’t that happy with how it ended up but I went back and edited it today and I’m much happier with how it turned out. Like it was 1.4k words before I edited it and then bam like 3k words. Oops. But the main part I was worried about was the last part cause I’ve literally just written the like 2 kisses in my other imagines. Hopefully it doesn’t cringe anyone to death. Also thankyou @ptersparkers for making the writing comp cause I kinda got out of my comfort zone writing the last part. (Also your study sessions series helped me kinda). Also this is the post that says about it if you wanted to participate :)

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