#thankyou for sharing this unfortunate date

[absentmoon]

hi bug i have come to tell you about date plan a to z and why it is the best enstars event because i am Very Excited for it on the eng server!!

firstly there is the fact that i have played it 111 times which is so many and also i now have the movements for the beatmap ingrained into my very being. but also the song SLAPS and i love!! the outfits!! and also the choreography :) if you're curious, here's the official mv, but don't feel like you need to watch it!! unfortunately the only a to z card i have is mitsuru's but i'm planning on getting at least niki's on the eng server!!! and im trying to save up to exchange for kaoru but its rlly hard lol

the second reason why a to z is the best is because its a shuffle event!!! i looove shuffles so bad i love seeing characters who usually have no business being in the same room being forced to interact with eachother and be besties :) ALSO all the characters are characters i really love!! i know you probably aren't that familiar with the characters and i'd be totally happy to go into more detail but i feel like this will already be hellishly long so i'll skip over introductions. but the shuffle is made up of kaoru from undead, chiaki from ryuseitai, niki from crazy:b, mitsuru from ra*bits, and natsume from switch!!!! i really love chiaki & kaoru's friendship, and i also love how niki & mitsuru become pretty good friends over the course of the event story?? they r bread buddies i love them so bad

also the event story is lots of fun and just!! very nice & lighthearted while still showcasing kaoru's character growth really well :) enstars can be real dark sometimes so i always feel the need to treasure the stories where nothing really happens?? the premise is that the five of them are supposed to do an article on their ideal dates for a magazine and also do a little promotional video for a new shopping center!! because kaoru had a playboy image that he's trying to fix, everyone voted for him to be the leader despite his self-doubt. he wants to put chiaki in charge instead bc chia has more experience in leadership positions, but both chiaki and anzu are insistent he take the lead. theres a lot of little shenanigans while everyone figures out what they want as an ideal date, and chiaki puts a bow in his hair and pretends to be a girl to take kaoru on a date and help him chillax a little. the rest of the shuffle follows them and they all end up doing karaoke together its real cute.

lastly please look at chiaki and kaoru i love this cg so bad :)

sorry this is so long i talk so much when given the opportunity!! i love date plan so bad im soso excited for it!!!! i REALLY hope im in town during the event if im not i will be so devastated but its okay

IMGOING NUTS I LOVE FHIS...so much infooo i love how much u know about this omg??? uve played it so msny timesss thats DEDICATION..

i don't know much of anything about choreography but the music vid is so stylish!! i think its really cool how naturally the models move i wonder if that's difficult to do..especially while still being so smooth and cool and!!!! idk its just so PRETTY youknow!!

the characters i don't recognize but u are free to talk about them always 😎😎 character dynamics are so interesting something like shuffle sounds like it can make really unique setups! i hope u can be in town when dateplan drops you deserve it...you know soso much about enstars omg im sending u lucky vibes!!!! really hope youll be there at the right time :DDD

thankyou for sharing i LOVE infodumping always <33 this is beautiful i learned a little today!!!! thank you!!!!

#SO COOLLLL i love the detail to this!!! #daisy.txt #moot tag #noe/king/astrophel

[ricciardonorrisleclercgasly]

Here Goes Nothing || Lando Norris

Part 5

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Not my gif.

Requested: No

Pairing: Lando Norris X Reader.

Warnings: None. 

Part 6 on 15/12/21 @ 5pm GMT

You touched down in Bahrain early in the morning, the warm air hitting you as you stepped off the plane, "Are you ready for this babe?"  Lando said squeezing your hand, this would be the first time of the season that Lando would be facing the media and the first time you both would be out in the paddock as a couple. " A little nervous" you admitted, how were you supposed to do a good job of capturing every part of the weekend when the paparazzi where busy trying to capture every side of you and as Jim had already told you ' I don't want Lando to get in the way of you doing your job'. 

You managed to get to the hotel together without anyone bothering you or the rest of the McLaren team, you checked in and you and Lando headed up to your room. "I don't want you kids keeping me awake this weekend, I've got races to win" Daniel chuckled as he went into the room next to yours. You quickly unpacked your things and changed into your McLaren polo and grabbing your camera, "Babe we just arrived, can we not chill for a bit? Lando pouted as you slipped your shoes on. "You can chill, I have work to do. It's my first weekend on track and Jim is leaving it all to me. I can't disappoint him" You arrived on track and started to help the crew set up the garage taking some pictures along the way. As they day went on you couldn't help but feel like someone was watching you, following your every move. Lunch time rolled around and you sat with a few of the crew members eating your sandwiches. All of a sudden a bright flash distracted you from your food, you glanced up to see a man standing there with a camera around his neck, burying your head in your hands you tried to avoid his photos, "Hey! It's Y/N right? Lando's new girlfriend?" You gathered your things and tried to walk away hearing his footsteps following you, moving faster and faster through the paddock until you crashed into someone's chest right in front of you. "Woah, Y/N are you okay?" you heard the familiar voice of Lando in front of you. "No, this guy keeps following me" you said flailing your arms towards the camera man. Lando threw his arm around your shoulder and quickly guided you into his motorhome. "Y/N this is something your going to have to get used to unfortunately, whenever there's a new girlfriend in the paddock the media can't get enough of it. It should calm down by next week" "I'm just used to being behind the camera not in front of it" you sighed. Your phone lit up, Jim was calling. "I presume you're with Lando?" he asked before you could even speak. "Yes, we're in the motorhome" you answered. "I have a media appearance scheduled for the both of you in 20 minutes. The quicker you address this, the quicker the buzz calms down. Meet me at the McLaren hospitality hub." The two of you shared a quick embrace before setting off down to your interview. "Just be yourself babe, that's all you need to do." You arrived at the hospitality hub shortly after to see a buzz of people with cameras and microphones all around. "Here goes nothing" you muttered, Lando squeezing your hand as you entered. "Lando! Y/N!" people shouted as they noticed you arriving. "How long have you been dating?" "How did you meet?" "Is it true that Y/N got her job at McLaren because you two are dating?" "Hey hey hey, let me speak" Lando chuckled wrapping his arm around your waist. "Y/N and I haven't been dating long, we met when she started working in the media team at McLaren, She's very good at her job and you should all look forward to seeing her work. But please leave her to work" he said. He kissed your cheek gently whilst the cameras snapped away. "Now as you can imagine we both have a lot of work to do, thankyou for your time" Lando pulled you away from all the cameras and you headed back to his motorhome. "That wasn't too bad" you smiled cuddling into Lando on the couch. "I have some spare time now if you wanted to chill out now" "Of course, although I do have some people I'd like you to meet. How about we head out into the paddock?" You grabbed one of Landos sweaters and followed him out. After a little while of wandering Lando spotted the people he was looking for. "Hey guys!" he called out waving at the group, "Y/N this George, Charles, Pierre, Carlos and Yuki" he said pointing at each driver as he introduced them "Guys this is Y/N, my girlfriend" he beamed. "Ah so we get to meet the mystery girlfriend then?" Carlos chuckled, "It's nice to meet you" he said he giving you a hug. You chatted away with the guys getting to know them and them getting to know you too. "I have some work to be getting on with" you said realising the time. "but first let me grab some photos for the socials" you pulled out your phone and bunching the boys together. "SMILE"  you called out snapping the photos. Later in the evening you and Lando led in bed, unwinding from the day. "I'm glad you had a good first day in the paddock Y/N" Lando said running his fingers through your hair. "I'm glad the first day is over and done with" you giggled cuddling into his chest. "I've arranged breakfast with the guys and their girlfriends tomorrow morning so you can get to know them all and hopefully you'll be able to enjoy your down time" he smiled down at you. "Now lets get some sleep, its media day tomorrow" you shared a kiss with your boyfriend and settled down to get some sleep, you both had a big weekend ahead of you. 

@allywthsr @idkiwantchocolatee @vendy021 @vp-chan

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[sk-lumen]

Hello dear enchantress Lumen,

I hope you are well and safe♥️ I just came here to seek for some advice from you and ladies out there if possible. I often get men complimenting me on my eyes and lips, more so my lips (I know damn well what they’re thinking about while they’re at it lol) but it’s become frustrating and to a point where I am objectified because of my looks.

I feel like I am a shell with a pearl inside- weird comparison I know but men just rather focus on what’s on the outside paying little attention to what may be inside. I like talking about mind stimulating stuff and the conversations get dragged to sexual stuff. While I am playful being sexually objectified is really a buzz killer 😞They start asking for naughty pictures and such. Every conversation I make online or in person with men has to always start with me addressing the fact that I do not send nude photos or videos.

I do understand that men naturally have a big appetite for sexual things. My question is dear Lumen; How do I deal with men like that? To have them to see more than and past my looks, but the beauty within? And also how can I keep the sexual thing playful yet not super nudity type? (Like for eg can I pose half nude or wear things to still keep his i terest but playful enough to leave the rest of my body to his imagination, hopefully enabling him to see me for my soul as well) Please tell me tips you would think be best in how to keep men going sexually but not getting things over done, how to handle situations like this, etc)

Your advice and tips are highly valued and appreciated by me. Thankyou in advance. ♥️♥️

Hi darling,

Note: you pose some very good questions which is why I thought it's important to share it with others. I will mention that advice requests, which are slightly more explicit in nature, should be redirected to my personal inbox where I can reply in-depth: either in private, or share on the blog to help others as well. I'm happy to help, however such topics are not the main focus of my tumblr blog, which I would like to keep as a more light and safe space, welcoming to all regardless of goals or sensibilities. I'm open to everyone else's thoughts on this suggestion.

After reading your story, let me address each topic one by one:

You may be looking for gentlemen in the wrong circles. There is a repeating pattern here, and it is either from navigating the same circles, or attracting the same type of guys, or simply being surrounded by the same type in your local area. For this, I would advise to experiment and try new places more associated with higher value men (theatre, art exhibitions, museums, upscale restaurants, etc).

This whole trend with provocative photos is simply a result of the p*rn culture combined with consumerism, which has normalized the access to/objectification of female bodies as a product so to speak. Yes, it is unquestionable that the female body is a work of art - but unfortunately today's society does not yet understand this. Ignore the trend of n*des. Do not for a second succumb to it unless you are in a 100% committed relationship, completely trust your partner, and feel very much safe to do so — and even then, thoroughly considered. Is it worth risking things like having those photos leaked, your privacy and trust broken, just for a nondescript guy’s validation? The smart answer is simple: never.

Generally speaking, women have an equally big appetite. It’s simply about how both genders (or any gender) are socialized in expressing it. LVM learn that they can express it any way they wish, HVM act as gentlemen, as they should; whereas women oscillate between the double-edged blade of being too little or too much, either way facing risking judgement over it.

How to deal with low value men (because no man of class would ask for licentious photos, and I stand by that statement)? Block, delete, move on. If you are determined to embark on a journey of leveling up, you cannot waste time with such behaviour, dear ladies. There’s zero benefit, zero return of investment from engaging with men that have not yet reached the baseline of respecting you as an individual. There's no two ways about this, and there’s nothing to negotiate there.

You can’t make a man see, do or say anything. He either sees your value or he doesn’t. If you have to bring arguments to the table, the game is already rigged and you have lost, because the moment you question your worth is when they have already won. The only thing you should do then is find another table.

"Can I (…) to keep his interest" - Please don’t entertain this line of thought darling, it serves no one but LVM. You don’t have to do anything to keep someone’s interest, except be yourself. If you have to go above and beyond, bend over backwards, be someone you’re not, or step out of your comfort zone/boundaries at any point, it’s time to walk away. Besides, a man's interest is not a warranty for commitment or love.

Don’t rely on the mindset of luring in a guy with desire, to capture his heart. It should be the other way around, or simultaneous. But if he desires solely your body before even considering your mind, heart or soul… his priorities are clear, and they’re not likely to change.

My universal strategy for dating/relationships, which is in the best interest of your sacred feminine energy, the safeguarding of your heart, and the wise use of your time, is this:

Have clear standards, know what kind of man you’re interested in, take your time dating accordingly. When you find a good one, let him court you until he’s proven himself as a worthwhile companion that you can trust with all of you. Once commitment is made clear (and I mean clear, open commitment stated out loud, no juvenile "what are we" allusions), wait at least 3-6 months to further strengthen the relationship’s foundation of intimacy, and only then open completely.

It may sound complicated or long-winded, but it is a smart strategy for countless reasons: only a HVM will be patient, consistent and dedicated enough to stay for the long run all throughout. LVM will either bail, protest, test your boundaries, or other red flags which will reveal themselves on their own and spare you the trouble.

Hope this helps. Take care. ❤️

-Lumen

#glow up #dating advice #relationship advice #(note: should i tag such posts? with warnings or anything just in case?) #(i'm very mindful of any sensibilities) #ask

[jisungsmochi]

paint and cake - hrj

a little fluff imagine for renjun’s birthday!! <33 (lowkey don’t like the title ugh)

(p.s how cute is this gif of him? and the whole relay cam in general! it was def my inspo hehe) 

word count: 1.1k 

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“renjunnnnn, y/n is here for you” jisung’s voice echoed throughout the dorms, startling you once he opened his mouth.

“you’ll wake the whole building” you scold him playfully as you entered the dorm. jisung led you to the kitchen where everyone else had gathered for breakfast. well everyone except the birthday boy.

“jisung, you idiot, renjun spent the night with his family, he’s gonna be back at like noon” chenle slapped the back of his friend’s head, causing the rest of you to burst into laughter.

“that’s perfect actually, i was hoping you guys would help me decorate his room for his birthday! i’m thinking of doing a small lunch and painting date with him. so we’ll have to be kicking you out, sorry jisung” you shot the younger boy a small smirk before rustling through your bag of decorations.

“it’s fine, i’m going to annoy chenle and daegal all day” jisung cheerfully gleamed, pulling chenle into side hug. you heard chenle scoff and mutter in annoyance, but he still agreed to help you nonetheless.

jeno and jaemin were busy blowing balloons, while you left chenle and jisung to hang the streamers, you were sure they were trustworthy enough to do so. but you were wrong, they couldn’t stop bickering every thirty seconds, so you shooed them off to the living room to keep daegal company.

“this is so cute, i’m sure renjun will love it” jaemin smiled, feeling proud of his work. you were setting up paintbrushes and small desserts on a small platter on renjun’s desk.

“thankyou guys for helping! i bought some snacks for you guys to share” you gave them each a slight hug as they rushed out of the room to ravage the snacks. you sat quietly on the floor of the room, waiting for renjun to arrive.

you had been dating for just over five months now, and this was the first birthday you would be spending together and the first surprise you had  planned for him. to say you were nervous was an understatement. you went above and beyond to ensure renjun would enjoy his special day.

you suddenly heard chattering and shuffling from outside the room.

“thanks for the birthday wishes guys! but i gotta call y/n, they didn’t wish me a happy birthday yet” renjun’s voice muttered from the other side of the door. you quietly snickered to yourself, hiding behind the door as he opened it. unfortunately, renjun pushed the door with a little too much force and ended up smacking you right in the face.

you let out a painful whine, startling the birthday boy. renjun immediately wrapped you in his arms, apologising over and over again. jaemin and jeno witnessed the entire situation, trying to hold back their laughter, before renjun shot them a glare. the two boys ran off, jaemin returning to hand you a pack of ice. you thanked him, letting renjun lead you to sit down on his bedroom floor.

“i’m so sorry, i didn’t know you were even here” renjun wouldn’t leave your side, he was quite literally glued to you.

“it’s okay, jun. i’ll be okay” you held the ice pack closely to your nose, wincing whenever you put too much pressure on it.

“in other news, happy birthday!” you gleefully exclaimed, but renjun wouldn’t budge. he felt guilty for hurting you, even if it was an accident.

you put down the ice pack, moving to hold his hand in yours. you took a deep sigh, moving closer to your boyfriend’s lips, placing a soft kiss onto them. renjun couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, his prior guilt washing away.

“everything okay now?” you mumbled, pecking him one more time. renjun just nodded, heat rising to his cheeks.

“i set this up for you today! we’re going to do some finger painting, or actually painting...it’s up to you. and we can eat some desserts i got from the local bakery. ooo and we can listen to this playlist i made for you!” you excitedly explained, not seeing how renjun was staring at you with the utmost adoration in his eyes.

“this is perfect. i’m so glad i get to spend the day with you, that‘s all i wanted” renjun reached over to grab one of the caramel tarts you had brought, taking a small bite from the delicious treat.

the next few hours was filled with laughter, some really bad singing and pure happiness. during your finger painting session, renjun ‘accidentally’ dabbed some paint on your nose. you scrunched your nose in annoyance,

“i’m sorry, but you look too cute right now” renjun slightly chuckled. you slowly shook your head, dabbing some paint on your index finger, reaching to swipe some on his cheek. renjun didn’t bother fighting back with you, wanting you to have the last word.

“hey guys, sorry to interrupt. but we bought renjun a cake, meet you both outside in ten, to blow the candles! happy birthday again dude” jeno informed you both before rushing to set up the candles, not trusting the two youngest members to be near a flame.

you and renjun quickly cleaned up, making yourselves look presentable atleast. renjun wrapped his arms around your waist, refusing to let you go as you walked into the kitchen. the rest of the boys just stared at you both,

“it’s quite sickening how cute you both are” chenle commented, causing everyone to abruptly start laughing, including you.

“you wish you had someone as good as y/n” renjun retorted, taking a seat at the end of the dining table. chenle only

frowned, jisung comforting him with a small pat on the back.

“okayyy, it’s cake time!” jaemin announced, placing the cake infront of renjun. you all broke into singing the birthday song, screaming at the top of your lungs.

“make a wish!” jisung cheered, as everyone’s eyes focused back on renjun. he slowly closed his eyes, clasping his hands together before blowing out the candles.

later that night, you were cuddling with renjun on the couch while everyone had retreated to their own rooms.

“what did you wish for?” you whispered, gently playing with the sleeves of your sweater.

“if i say it out loud it won’t come true” renjun teased, bringing you closer to him.

“come on, you can tell me! i’m sure telling one person won’t jeopardise it from coming true!” you practically begged, how was he supposed to resist?

“okay fine, only because it’s you” you shuffled to meet his eyes. “i wished for us to continue being happy together” your lips formed into a soft smile. he was cheesy at times, but you couldn’t held but gush.

“i love you” you mumbled, hiding your face in his neck. you felt renjun let out a soft chuckle, slowly moving his hand on your back.

“i love you too. thank you for making this day so special” he muttered as he placed a kiss on your forehead. you felt yourself drift to sleep in his arms, what a way to end the amazing day.

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[bread-writes]

Hello. May I request a oneshot about Jake Kim celebrate valentine's day with his girlfriend please? Thankyou!

i’m late for valentines rip-- oh well lmao 

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this, anon!

Spoilers for Jake if you squint near the end.

Writing under the cut!

Jake Spending Valentine’s with His Girlfriend

Jake is--and probably always will be--a busy man. Whenever he completed a stack of paperwork, three more would suddenly appear before them. But, despite his misgivings and less than favorable life, he had you; the light in his usually dark life.

With Valentine's just around the corner, more and more work was passed on to him so the others could spend time with their lovers. As much as he wanted to just pass all of his work onto Jerry (he knew that the boy would do it if he so much as asked) he felt bad for leaving a kid with so much paperwork.

The door creaked open, revealing Jerry. Jake sent the younger boy a nod of acknowledgment, ushering him closer with a flick of his wrist before turning back to the paperwork with a sigh.

"Was there something you needed, Jerry?" Jake squinted at the small text of the report in his hand, running his free hand through his hair as a means to calm himself down. A soft sniffle came from the seventeen-year-old, causing Jake to raise a brow as he looked up from the document in his hand.

"Jerry, seriously, are you alright--"

"I deeply apologize, Jake." Jerry wiped the lone tear from his cheek, "Please forgive me."

"Wait, what--?"

Two familiar sets of arms wrapped underneath his arms, lifting him off the chair with ease. Jake could only blink as Jason and Brad continued to drag him down the winding path that led to his apartment complex They finally stopped at his doorstep, dropping him unceremoniously onto the ground before knocking on the door.

You emerged from the apartment, tiredly rubbing your eyes as you glanced between the four men. When your gaze landed on your lover, you rose a brow before slapping your forehead with a groan in realization.

"When I told you it would be nice to spend Valentines with Jake, I did not mean abduct him--what if he was busy?"

"I actually was busy. Thanks for asking, by the way," Jake cut in, rolling his now stiff shoulders. Jerry visibly deflated as he fiddled with his fingers while mumbling an apology. You accepted Jerry's apology with a pat on his shoulder before offering Jake your hand. He gratefully took your outstretched hand, pulling himself onto his feet.

"This was a pleasure," he began, "but I really should be getting back." He turned around, only to be stopped by Jason and Brad blocking the exit. Jake rose a brow, glancing between the two, "...What are the two of you doing?"

"We're putting you on temporary leave. Don't worry about the paperwork, we'll handle it." Jason brushed off his unspoken concerns motioning to you with his wrist.

Jake could only sigh, letting out a chuckle as he pushed his hair back, "I suppose a few days off wouldn't hurt." He glanced at you, a minuscule smile making its way onto his lips. You grinned back up at him, leaning in to place a peck on his cheek. The two of you bid goodbye to the three other Big Deal members before making your way into your shared apartment.

"So... Valentine's Day is tomorrow, right?"

"Wow, I'm surprised you actually remembered; being swamped up in your work and all."

"Oh, shut it." He snapped back, letting out a grunt as he flopped onto the worn couch. You snorted, taking your seat by his side as he continued to scroll through the seemingly endless amount of shows the streaming service had to offer. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders to pull you into his chest. You sighed contentedly at the familiar feel of his body heat, tracing the carefully inked lines of his tattoos.

At the sight of your favorite show, you tugged on his shirt, eyes sparkling as you excitedly pointed at the screen. Following the point of your finger, Jake grimaced, "Seriously, that one again? Haven't we watched that eight times already?" You shrugged, grounding one hand on his chest while the other reached out for the remote. He smirked down at you, outstretching his arm just barely out of your reach.

Curse him and long limbs.

Jake let out a garbled cry as you shoved his face away, lunging and successfully retrieving the remote.

"Ow, what happened to treating your boyfriend with love for Valentine's, huh?"

"What happened to letting your girlfriend watch her favorite show for Valentine's, huh?" You dangled the remote tauntingly in front of his face before resuming your place by his side.

He rolled his eyes, glaring at the show from the corner of his eye, "Fair, but can we at least pick another show?"

"Watcha gonna do if I say no, Mr. Big Boss?"

What you weren't expecting were his nimble fingers to dance along your sides--a dirty tactic that would only work on you, seeing that Jake was, unfortunately, not ticklish in the slightest. You screeched, dropping the remote before succumbing to a fit of laughter. Jake's eyes softened at the sight of you laughing, tears streaming down your face as you begged for mercy.

How he wished these sorts of days would last forever.

As his fingers ceased their movements, you greedily gulped in air, wiping at your tear-stained cheeks. Just as you were about to berate him for using such an underhanded tactic, he slanted his lips against yours in a soft kiss. The kiss was similar to the ones the two of you shared in the mornings before he left, yet far different at the same time. Gentle, yet passionate. Soft and somewhat greedy.

Just like him.

He parted slightly from you, "I love you."

"I love you too, Jake," you mumbled before once more placing your lips against his.

The remote and show remain forgotten as the two of you cuddle on the couch.

---

You were the first to awaken. Your limbs ached from staying in such a position for so long. As you tried to get up, Jake's arms anchored you in place. With a groan, you wiggled your way out of his arms, already missing his warmth as you entered the kitchen. Haphazardly scooping some rice onto a plate, you warmed the rice in the microwave whilst preparing some leftovers in a few separate bowls.

Lost in your thoughts, you missed the drowsy drag of Jake's feet until he once more wrapped his arms around your waist before placing a soft peck to the crown of your head, "Happy Valentine's Day."

"Right back at you, Mr. Big Boss."

The two of you took a seat at the dining table, sharing a few laughs and stories from your respective jobs.

"What're we going to do first?"

Jake hummed, "We can go shopping, I guess."

"You guess?" The teasing lilt in your voice evoked an eye roll from your boyfriend as he scoffed.

"Do you have anything in mind, shortie?"

"Sho--?! You agreed not to call me that!"

"Well, you agreed not to call me Mr. Big Boss, you hypocrite."

You glared at him, "Touche... Shopping does sound good, though. I heard a new bakery opened up nearby if you want to check that out."

"Sounds good to me." He nodded, gathering all of the plates and bowls on his way back to the kitchen, placing them in the sink with the rest of the dishes before making his way to your shared bedroom.

The two of you made your way through the crowded streets that were filled with couples out on dates and friends just goofing off. In one of your hands, ingredients to make chocolate swished around in a plastic bag, while the other was interlaced loosely with Jake's. 

So far, the day has gone off without a hitch. Though, you suppose it would be difficult to approach the man (teen) at a terrifying height of 6'5"(195 cm) and the woman (also a teen) smiling so freely with said teen man. The bakery the two of you planned to go to had some of the most delicious chocolate you've had in a while, hence why you bought the ingredients to make your own.

You clapped your hands lightly after laying out all the ingredients, your phone propped up a little ways away, displaying the recipe for some simple chocolate. Jake stood next to you, tying the apron behind his back before sparing you a wary glance from the corner of his eye.

"[Name], are you sure about this? We've never made chocolate and this recipe isn't... exactly "simple"."

You only smiled at him, rolling up your sleeves as you briefly scrolled through the recipe, "We'll be fine, Jake. You trust me, don't you?"

He fought the urge to shake his head, forcing himself to let out a hum of agreement.

By the end of about three trials, the kitchen--along with both you and Jake--was splattered with chocolate. Half-eaten and burnt pieces littered the counters and filled the trash bin. 

"I told you it wasn't easy."

"Shush, it looked easy." You puffed your cheeks, grabbing a rag to wipe down the counters, scrunching your nose at the smell of burnt chocolate. Jake chuckled, gently taking the rag from your and leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say. Happy Valentine's Day, [Name]."

"Happy Valentine's, Jake."

Jake Kim was a busy man--too busy, some would say. At only nineteen years old he was able to lead one of the Big Four Crews to find his taken friend. But, he'll always find time for you; even if he has to be kidnapped to do so.

I hope you enjoyed this! this was actually so fun to write, but sorry I couldn’t get it out on Valentine’s oof. My fingers hurt ( ಥ_ಥ) oh the price to pay for satisfaction--

#lookism #lookism x reader #jake kim #jake kim x reader

[laraplisetski]

Dating Iwaizumi Hajime

A/n: This isnt related to the headcanons but I have this request for Seijoh’s libero and since I'm doing dating hcs for all of Seijoh by their jersey numbers. So anyways please wait a little bit longer as I might tag you in the dating hcs for Watari. Sorry for any mistakes tho.

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Words: 1790

Tags: @imthatchishiyasimp​, @kekozume​

(These arms tho)

Iwaizumi routinely calls you something like baka or dumbass but he says it in good faith.

For example whenever you do something stupid Iwaizumi call you a dumbass.

But he doesn't mean it, it's just how he shows his worry.

He's just a big ass tsundere, you cannot tell me otherwise. 

A lot of people think Iwaizumi would be a gentleman but like I feel like he would treat you like Oikawa but like way less harsher. 

Like he would let you call him nicknames like ‘iWa-ChAn’ and just blush and call you dumbass.

*cough cough* tsundere *cough cough* 

Also he's bad at giving compliments,

Like you'll be wearing nice clothes that really fit your form and he’ll really like you wearing them.

And you'll ask him if he likes your clothes, and hell just blush furiously grab your hand and just start walking.

‘Iwa, do you like what I wore today? It's my favorite outfit.’

‘Ye-yeah, we have to go, we'll miss our bus.’

One time you guys had a huge argument over this.

You feel insecure because he treated you more like Oikawa who was his best friend than his s/o.

He tried really hard after that to compliment you whenever you looked good.

(In his opinion you always did)

And you really appreciated him trying.

After that your bond grew stronger as both of you knew that you would be willing to for the other.

As your bond grew stronger the more you started to open up to him about your struggles. 

Now Hajime isn't a very open person. (Well he is but he doesn't like to admit it.)

And he's a little brash and very straightforward with his feelings or his thoughts. 

So when you're acting down he straight up asks you what's wrong and doesn't consider that you don't/wouldn't want to talk about it.

This might make you a little more agitated since you're already very sad but when he realizes that you don't want to talk about it, he immediately regrets it and apologies straight away.

One thing I love about Iwaizumi as a character is that he isn't afraid to tell the truth even if he knows he's in the wrong. 

But these things only happened in the start of your relationship because when you two spend much more time together he starts to notice patterns in your behavior and how you act based on how you feel. 

That really helps him to know if you're sad, angry or irritated at someone. 

Later in the relationship, he knows when to comfort you, when to give you space and when to scold you. 

You really appreciate this because he doesn't sugarcoat his words and he gives you advice that is honest and comes from his heart.

Moving on, let's talk about his friends.

By friends I mean Oikawa. 

When Iwaizumi first got a s/o Oikawa was fuming because 

‘wHo wOuLd DaRe taKe mY iWa-cHaN aWay frOm mE’

Iwa slapped him on the back of his head after he said that. 

After that every time you would come to school, Oikawa would stick to Iwaizumi like a leech

(for comedic purposes of course)

Iwaizumi found it amusing at first how jealous you would be that Oikawa was getting all your boyfriends attention. 

But then as time passed you started waving to Oikawa whenever he was sticking with Iwa and he started waving back. 

After that you two developed a friendship.

You know what this means.

Hell for Iwaizumi has started. 

So Iwaizumi would always walk you to class in the morning and you guys would sit with Oikawa for lunch.

Now that you're friends with Oikawa.

Ohoho, I'm sorry Iwa you have to suffer. 

So you guys get along very well and Iwaizumi is very thankful for that because the two most important people (other than his family) are getting along.

It's fine for the first two weeks but then you and Oikawa develop this sibling-like bond.

It's almost identical to Iwa and Oikawa’s bond but because you share the same sense of humor Oikawa doesn't get teased.

Also one time Oikawa convinced you to call Hajime, Iwa-Chan for a day.

To say Iwaizumi was not pleased was an understatement. 

The good thing is Oikawa got the bad end of it but it was worth it.

Also you guys eat lunch together and you and Oikawa keep making bad jokes and Iwaizumi has no choice but to sigh and deal with it, cause he loves both of you.

Poor iWa-ChAn.

You also tend to stick up for Oikawa during practices when the team is teasing him. 

Due to you thinking of him as your little brother (It doesn't matter if you're older or younger Oikawa gives off major annoying little brother vibes.)

And the team cant rebel against you cause if they did Iwaizumi would murder them.

Other than that they absolutely love you cause you take care of the first and second years and keep them in line.

And you get along with Matsun and Makki and share memes with them.

Surprisingly Kyotani also respects you.

And he actually listens to your advice.

(Because of this Oikawa will whine about how no one respects him and goes on a rant and then you have to cheer him up while simultaneously giving everyone attention in the team.)

Being a team mom for Seijoh is very hard.

Also I feel like the reason Kyotani respected you when you became Iwa’s s/o was because you were Iwa’s s/o.

But now his view on you has changed.

He's very inspired by you and looks up to you.

He's always amazed by how you can be such a naturally caring person and be such a good leader and team player. 

He also might come to you for advice if he had an argument with someone.

If you're a volleyball player as well and you're good, be ready for Kyotani following you around everywhere asking questions.

It's sort of endearing.

You and Iwa and Kyotani have this parent-son relationship and it's so wholesome I swear.

(Please adopt him.)

You do not only help keep the team in check you help them with matches too. 

Like maybe getting their opponents videos for Oikawa. 

You also sit down with the first and second years to watch their opponents videos and point out what seems peculiar and what not. 

One time the person who usually took videos of the matches was unavailable so you went out of your way to do it yourself. 

When Iwa found out he hugged you really tight and had this proud look in his eyes.

I bet when Oikawa found out he just clung to you and started full on crying.

(You're basically their manager at this point.)

Also when the team found out that you taped it yourself and all that, their respect from you went out the roof.

Now you are a goddess among them.

(Kyotani literally be looking at you with star eyes)

Enough about the team tho

Let's get back to Iwa and you.

You always try to be sneaky and steal his clothes but he catches you midway trying to sneak one of his jumpers out.

But he lets you have them anyways cause you look fucking cute in them.

Whenever he sees you wearing his clothes this man just blushes like 50 shades of red.

(I'm sorry pun wasn’t intended)

But anyways what I'm trying to say is that he blushes a deep red and basically just becomes a stuttering mess.

You like kiss him on the cheek like this once and he's putty in your hands. 

I'm not even kidding.

Also Iwa’s pretty muscular so no matter how long you are his hoodies will always be loose on you in some way.

(sorry muscular people)

And Iwa finds it so cute like

His s/o in his hoodie that's all loose on them.

Just like internally crying at that point.

Also mind you Iwaizumi loves back hugs like. 

Imagine you are wearing one of his articles of clothing and you just casually back hug him.

Man will short circuit but will never admit he likes them because hes a 

Tsundere~~

But this might just be my love of back hugs talking who knows.

When he doesn't have practice he usually stays at home and cuddles with you or you have movie nights with Tooru but that is rare cause he has to take care of his cousin.

But you guys just calmly cuddle and no one is really speaking.

Just basking in each other's presence and being comfortable in each other's company. 

Sometimes one of you falls asleep and the other just strokes their fingers through their hair.

It's basically the same when he comes back from practice but the only difference is that he takes off his shirt and you massage his strong muscles with some oil. 

After that y'all cuddle but you're blushing the entire time because like Iwaizumi’s shirtless excuse me!

‘And this bitch just goes,

‘Take a picture it'll last longer’ 

Like what, how do you expect yourself not to short circuit.

And curse you Oikawa, you don't have to teach him the ways of flirting.

Usually you wouldn't react to that type of comment but he's shirtless and now you're putty in his hands. 

So you both are like beans. 

Also I'm like a hundred percent sure Iwaizumi is a big spoon. 

He just loves caging you in his arms and making sure you feel protected. 

It also keeps him very grounded and just honestly happy to have you there with him.

There was this one incident in which you and Oikawa were bantering and Iwaizumi wasn't having any of it so he picked you up and threw you on his shoulder. And walked away like nothing happened. 

After that you guys sort of had an impromptu make out session in the club room, which was unfortunately interrupted by Kindaichi barging in.

Bless him.

And his eyes.

You and Iwaizumi had to sit him down and make him swear to not tell anyone. 

After that you two continued but Kindaichi might've accidentally spilled to Kunimi 

Opps.

Bonus points

Iwaizumi likes to buy purple hyacinths for you on valentines day because it's your favorite flower and to also say sorry for when he was not boyfriend like in the beginning of your relationship. 

(Yes I referenced Purple Hyacinth the webtoon, go watch it)

Also the team has a custom made Seijoh jacket, just for you!

And the first time you saw it you just hugged Iwaizumi and started sobbing because these boys were too precious and just too pure. (I love Seijoh)

The end.

#haikyuu iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #iwazumi x reader #iwaizumi prompt #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi dating hc #x reader #xreader #x gender neutral reader #haikyuu!! #haikyū!! #Haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu prompts #haikyuu headcanons #anyways #bye😃

[ninetails-tales]

Yandere! Red velvet Irene and seulgi as monsters

Pairings:- yandere! monster irene x gender neutral reader,yandere! Seulgi monster x gender neutral reader

Warnings ⚠️:- manipulation, compelling, yandere themes

Disclaimer:- The characters and scenarios mentioned are solely fiction and for entertainment .

A/N :- Happy Halloween!🎃 this was inspired by the song monster of irene and seulgi, the monster characteristics are created by me and not based on the original monsters as we know them from stories,I hope you enjoy~thankyou for reading!

Irene

• Irene is the monster living in your closet,ever since you first moved in your new house .

• For Irene,you seemed like a child . since monsters are way more older then mortals so she never bothered much with you .

• According to her,humans were stupid and the weakest species to ever exist and Monsters were way more superior and better then humans . So to her,you were like dirt under her shoe

• But the longer Irene watched you even she couldn't deny her attraction towards you,it doesn't makes any sense to her,really because she only started noticing you from her boredom

• In her entire monster life,Irene has never been in a relationship or have a friendship or "fell in love" with someone,she thinks of herself much better then that .

• That being said, irene has way too much pride to admit the fact that she might have any sorts of feelings for you . So she stops watching you stalking altogether .

• Sooner she becomes restless and desperate so she starts watching you again and this time,she realises that you are not even that special,far from perfect and nothing compared to her but she can make you perfect,yes and she will make you fit her ideal,she will make you worthy and the very best .

• That's how you first meet her,she approaches you in her human form obviously and you instantly like her which had irene reviled . Now she didn't have to use her powers on you .

• Irene is very controlling,she will tell what hobbies you should have and what activities you should do . since it had to make you perfect .

• She is strict too like one of those mothers who wants their child to be No.1 in everything, she expects a lot from you and don't try to be a disappointment for she will punish you by not allowing you to talk to your friends .

• She hates your family and friends,in her mind all they are doing is corrupting you and having a bad influence on you . Actually she won't admit she's jealous of them (way to prideful) she wishes she could kill them all but knows you won't obey her anymore if she did .

• Over the time, it become overbearing for you with irene constantly Trying to control your life and to protect you from the "dangerous world" . You decide that it was for the best to end things with her .

• And that's when you see her True form . Irene was so mad at The prospect of you leaving her . She accidentally slipped into her true monstrous form .

• It was too late,you saw her and you were scared for life, you wanted to run from her but you couldn't feel your body and before you knew it,you blacked out .

• Irene was opposed to use her powers on you,she didn't wanted to hurt you,she till loved you but she had no choice this time and it was for the best for though now you can't leave her . And she Thought it wouldn't hurt you more if she used her powers a little more on you .

• So you wake up with all your memories wiped away expect the ones you share with irene and just like irene wanted, you obeyed her every command blindly . You had no idea that you were Trapped . for irene is a monster making you think only about her ,like she thinks only about you .

"I will steal your heart and dominate it in a scary way ,don't you dare run from me"

Seulgi

• Seulgi hated her life and most importantly she hated being a monster

• You see, our little monster here is a hopeless Romantic,seulgi wants to find love,get married and live happily ever after with the person she loves . She also wants this person to accept her true monstrous form . Who she really is

• Seulgi could date other monsters but A whole lot of the monster community does not believes in the human dating system or share same views regarding courting and marriage like seulgi .

• That's why seulgi preferred humans over her own species . But unfortunately for her, the humans,she tends to date apparently do not share the same feeling . Since they all run away once seulgi reveals her true self .

• Seulgi then, has to use her powers to make them forget everything . Can't risk people finding her kind now .

• Seulgi is the monster living under people's bed . She likes to feel the warmth of the person's body asleep on top of the bed,it gives her the feeling of being with someone.

• The humans living in her place were going to move out soon . Seulgi hoped she was not the reason but the truth is,she was . She may or may not have caused some ruckus to get some little attention but she obviously scared them instead .

• Seulgi had lost count of how many people she scared away from her place . So this time seulgi would keep her distance from who ever were to move in .

• That's how you moved in,you were a paranormal investigator and your new job was to investigate this house which people claimed to be haunted.

• Seulgi, as she promised herself . kept her distance from you . But she couldn't help her growing curiosity . She knew of your occupation and that's what intrigued her most about you

• The other monsters and creatures of night had warned her about paranormal investigators . But you seemed harmless to her, from the day you stepped in this house, you have not done anything to cause her potential harm

• Unlike some humans who have called exorcists to get rid of her but of course it never worked since she was a monster and not a ghost . But you hadn't done anything like that, surely that meant something, that you were different no?

• Seulgi decided to introduce herself to you . You were startled but not surprised since you did feel a presence in the house . It didn't try to hurt you so you never did anything either .

• You expected some ghost or maybe a poltergeist not some beautiful women with the cutest smile excitedly introducing herself .

• You find out she's a monster, you ought to be afraid rather you were amazed . You had no idea of monsters exiting!

• That night, you and seulgi talked for hours, seulgi told you all about monsters . She was hesitant first but your curious eyes and excitement seemed very genuine to her . This was the first time for seulgi to have a conversation about her kind with a human .

• You talked for so long,you both fell asleep together on the same bed . Atleast you were asleep . Monsters didn't need sleep so seulgi was wide awake,watching you sleep .

• Upclose, you looked angelic to her, she realized, she was in love with you ,you were the one for her, her true love

• With that in mind, she laid beside you and closed her eyes . She was sleeping with you for the first time . Not under you like the past nights she's been sleeping under your bed . Seulgi loved this feeling of being with someone and she was sure you will love her too . She'll make sure of it, after all this is why her powers exist .

"I'll dance and play when you're paralyzed in your sleep As I cast a spell over your body"

Thank you for reading~

#yandere #redvelvet #yandere red velvet #yandere kpop #yandere irene #yandere seulgi #yandere irene x reader #yandere seulgi x reader #monster #Halloween

[neraidaastrid]

Relapse

Niklaus Mikaelson x reader

Fandom: the originals

Word count: 1616

Prompt: you relapse with your anorexia and hide it from klaus. He finds your behaviour strange until your best friend, Hayley, mentions that you had the same behaviour back when you had the disorder.

Warnings: ⚠️eating disorders! Self harm! Suicide! Swearing!⚠️

A/N: I know this is a sensitive topic but I do unfortunately deal with some of these struggles and I decided to write something around it but give it a happy ending because we all love happy, fluffy endings.❤️

3 years. 3 happy years with klaus. Those years had been the best years of your entire life. This man was now your entire life. You met him through Hayley, your best friend, when she got pregnant back in mystic falls. You and her had been childhood friends from back in middle school. So when she got pulled into the Mikaelson family drama, so did you.

During high school, there were a few problems with your mental health. Everyday felt so gray. All this pain build up inside and you took it out on yourself. It started with a couple cuts a week, to masses a night. Your reflection in the mirror made you want to through yourself off the nearest cliff. One minute you were eating a bit healthier to completely missing out on meals. It got to the point you only ate a few meals a week.

All this anger and sadness built up so much that in your second year of college, you had attempted to take your own life.

6 years ago......

Tears streamed down your face as you rushed to your appartment. Hayley has told you she was going to be out for a while during the afternoon but what you didn’t know is that she didn’t go ahead with those plans.

Hayley sat in her room to the shared appartment as you hurriedly locked the door. You couldn’t stop the flow of water droplets from your eyes. This had been your last straw. Some girl at your college made a snarky comment about how you weren’t very skinny and pretty had led you to come to the conclusion to end it. End the pain, the torment of life. No time to say your goodbyes, you just had to get it over with.

Swiftly you made your way to the bathroom. As soon as you shut the door you grabbed your razor from the side of the bathtub. There was no point in locking the door as someone had to find your body, you just hated the fact that you knew it was going to be Hayley who finds your lifeless body.

Turning the tap on in the bath, you take the blade out of the razor. Not caring for your clothes you keep them on while you turn the tap off and step into the cold water. Sitting in the water you try to stifle your sobs, horribly failing. The tears kept falling and falling as you raised the rusted blade to your wrist.

Hayley sat peacefully in her room scrolling through her phone when she heard muffled sobs coming from the bathroom. The sound alerted her as well as the bath running. She found it odd as it was 3 in the afternoon and that you were crying. Her curiosity got the best of her as she exited the room and headed toward the room the were currently in.

You hadn’t heard shuffling from outside over your hushed cries. This was it. This was when the pain was finally going to end. Slowly you landed the sharp object onto your wrist and added pressure, gliding it along your arm over recent cuts before. It hurt like a bitch. God it stung.

“Isn’t it a bit early to be having a bath Y/N?” Hayley joked, well tried, she was worried as she could hear your sniffles.

“Y/N?”

Shit! Hayley was home! You panicked, anxiety flooding your body. You had to finish, you’d come to far to stop now. Trembling, you lifted the blade into your other hand. It was hard to keep still as blood oozed out of your wrist. Once again, you raised the blade to carve the other arm. Just before you could, the bathroom door swun open with a worried Hayley standing there mesmerised by the sight.

“Please, Y/N! NO! Stop!” She screamed, running towards you. With all her might, Hayley wrapped her arms around your upper body to grab your attention. “Please don’t.” Her voice croaked with desperation, shattering your heart. You dropped the blade before doing anymore damage towards yourself.

Hayley reached at her phone in her back pocket to call an ambulance. Once the phone conversation finished, you both cried in each other’s arms waiting for the paramedics to arrive.

Present........

After that incident Hayley found out about your anorexia and you opened up about a lot. 3 years later she got knocked up by the famous Klaus Mikaelson while the two of you took a trip to mystic falls so she could see Tyler Lockwood. So because of her reckless actions, you both moved to the city of New Orleans, where you fell in love with the big bad hybrid.

When you first had moved to New Orleans you had started to fall back into old eating habits due to the stress of moving. It lasted a few months and you lost a lot of weight. You didn’t want to mention anything to Hayley as she was getting kidnapped left to right, but she did notice the drop in weight and helped you out of it. If it wasn’t for Hayley you wouldn’t have made it this long.

He didn’t know about your past, the reason, you didn’t want him to pity you. You didn’t want to accept the fact that you had a problem and that it still creeps back sometimes. It took some time but Hayley promised to keep your secret.

During Hayley’s pregnancy, you and klaus had a connection, flirting back and forth. After Hope’s birth, he asked you on a date and it started from there. Your love for him has only grown more and more during the years.

It had been just over 3 years of you and Klaus dating. He had your heart and you had his. Hayley has keepen her promise by not mentioning it to anyone. Well for the moment, she had.

The urge to cut or to miss meals had disappeared these past few years, until the trigger. You were just walking through the quarter, alone, when a boy around 19-20 called out to you. He called you a fatty. That’s when realisation hit, you’d let yourself go. Once again, your head came flooding back with the thoughts.

All you could do was run. So you did. You ran and ran until you couldn’t feel your feet. Tears stroked drown your cheeks as you moved through the streets. You didn’t even know where you were running, you just had to go.

It felt like eternity had passed by the time you made it to the compound. Sniffling, you wiped the tears away with your sleeves. Luckily no one was home. The sky had turned dark, so you assumed everyone was out either killing people, or at Rousseau’s.

Unconsciously, you found yourself in the bathroom, making you way towards where you had your razor. You took the blade out, shaking.

That night you cut. For the first time in what felt like forever, you cut everywhere you could. Arms. Legs. Stomach. Anywhere you could, you did. Now you just had to hide it.

2 days later........

No one really noticed, well that’s what you thought. Klaus thought you were acting odd but didn’t comment on it.

Every meal you could skip, you did. Whenever everyone went out you cut, or you went out to do it.

You were in the kitchen playing with hope when Klaus came in. “Hi Hope, Y/N.” He smiled as he walked over and picked Hope up in his arms. “Do you want me to make you lunch?” Klaus turned to ask you. “No, thankyou.” You walk out of the kitchen, leaving him confused.

Hayley huffed, “No, she can’t be.” She muttered to herself. Klaus picked up on this and turned around to the brunette who was making Hope food. “What are you on about?” His voice concerned as he let his daughter stand.

“Hope, can you go and play with someone while I talk to your father.” Hayley told the little girl as she hopped out of the kitchen. That’s were Hayley told Klaus all you history and how she had just picked up on that you’d fallen back to those problems.

You’d been laying on your bed for about 10 minutes when Klaus stormed in with tears in his eyes. He rushed to you and sat on the bed infront of you.

“Please, love. Show me the cuts.” His voice cracked and a tear rolled down his cheek. As his words made sense in your head, water pooled your eyes and you stood from the bed.

“Hayley said, didn’t she?” You whispered. He nodded and repeated his words. “Please, show me.” He pleaded, more tears flowing. You reached to pull your top up and took off your sweats, leaving you stood in your bra and underwear.

Klaus’ eyes scanned over the scars. After a few minutes of silence as he studied, he wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry into his shoulder. “I love you, please stop, I love you too much to watch you harm yourself.” His voice was wobbly as he held you. Your dainty arms found their way to his waist as you shook. “Ok.” You breathed through your sobs.

That’s why you loved the hybrid, he was there to love you. Even through all his rage and scariness, he had a soft spot for you, and could be super sweet.

That night he promised himself that no one, not even you, could harm you. He would always protect you. He wouldn’t let you destroy yourself. He will love you when you can’t love yourself. You will be happy, that he will make sure of.

#cute #imagine #fanfic #fluff #not really angst just fluff #klaus x reader #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus mikaelson x reader #niklaus mikaelson x reader #niklaus x reader #niklaus mikaelson #hayley marshall #hope marshall #hope mikaelson #the originals fandom #fan fic author #the originals fanfiction #the cw #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries fanfic

[chateautae]

Hi

I want to say that "maybe I do" is a story so beautifully written. Everything has been described in so much detail, that it feels mid is happening in front of the reader's eyes.

Each chapter has touched the parts of my heart. It has touched those parts which don't respond. I want to tell you that when I read mid I read it with my whole mind and soul, I feel it . I put myself in various positions and analyse the situations from both sides.

I think about its future. I keep thinking would this ever happen to me too? Would I find my love too ? I know I may be delusional here. But I feel like crying whenever I read mid. I have fallen in love with the love that mid couple share.

Although I sometimes feel like Taehyung doesn't express himself fully infront of oc. But I will just wait for the rest of the chapters to unfold the story.

Thankyou for creating the mid. I hope I could meet you someday and tell you that how I adored this story. Even before going to sleep the last thing I thought was mid.

Thankyou again author Sammy.

-🥵

"Hey girl

How was your date?

I have been waiting for the update since morning .

Also thanks for replying to me and keeping up with my craziness 😗😬🤫

P.s: (😬)this emoji reminds me of Taehyung"

Oh god, this is so 🥺 thank you so much for feeling this way about maybe I do, this is such an incredibly sweet message!! I'm so so glad I could create a story that engages and immerses you in these characters' lives, and I'm so happy you love their love, it's truly beautiful isn't it? Thank you for all this praise I seriously believe myself to be undeserving but I must've done something right to earn such meaningful words, thank you!!

And ugh we didn't hang out, unfortunately! I was feeling unwell and he wanted me to rest especially because of the effects the vaccine had on me 😭 we sae each other at work tho!! ofc I'll always try to reply as much as I can! Heheh i love receiving asks 🥰💕 and it sure does look at his beautiful boxy smile xoxo <33 (also hint hint this is how I imagine dilf mid!tae !!) god he looks so fucking handsome and happy 🥺

#hot like summer anon!! #inbox #feedback: maybe i do #fic: maybe i do #lovely little message 💌

[lk-ramblings]

Carpe Noctem

Seize the Night

Meral x Aydın

MenajerimiAra

"I want movement, not a calm course of existence. I want excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love. I feel in myself a superabundance of energy which finds no outlet in our quiet life."

-Leo Tolstoy

* * *

Her thumb hovered over the number, only to be used in case of an emergency.

Well, this qualified as an emergency in her opinion. Dicle had not responded to her texts for an hour about whether she had reached Barış or not, and worry was clawing at Meral's insides. She decided to call.

'Merhaba. Aydın? This is Meral.....Dicle's housemate."

A low chuckle sounded at the other end. "Merhaba. Yes, this is Aydın, Barış's brother."

"I know who you are."

"And I know who you are."

She rolled her eyes. " Harika. I was just calling to ask if Dicle texted you or......" she trailed off, suddenly realising how awkward this was. Damn it. She was never anything less than sensible.

"Not since I texted her the address. Is there any problem?"

"Yok. Yok. I just worried since it's quite late and the neighbourhood.....well they must be talking and she forgot."

"Hmm. Yes. Talking. Probably."

She had the feeling he was laughing at her and bristled. " Well, thankyou. Sorry to bother you. Iyi geceler."

                      *     *     *

He could imagine her derisive look, the one he had seen her wearing when talking about Beren. The idea of her rolling her eyes sparked something in him and made him want to snatch the opportunity.

"Wait-"

"Yes?"

"Um....." he did not know what to say, and he was sorely out of practice with conversing about anything other than work. "Your concern for Dicle is very touching," he finished lamely.

There was silence on the other end and he could not really blame her.

"Well...thankyou I think? I hope Barış feels better and comes back soon," she sounded sincere in her goodwill and it warmed his heart, as anything related to Barış always did.

"Yes, InşAllah. I met him today, he's doing better now."

"Good to hear..."

"I was wondering, if you wanted to meet up and discuss? Barış and Dicle, yani. Or general things. Actually more of general things. Since, New Year's was fun and...."

Silence again. He was just about to make sure the call had not dropped, when she spoke, "That sounds great. Where do you want to meet?"

His heart gave an excited thump." Wherever you want."

"Oh, I have a great idea," he heard the smile in her voice that already had him looking forward to tomorrow with a new excitement.

                      *     *     *

Her favourite restaurant was roaring with white noise, the air perfumed with spices. Her mouth was watering and she was already anticipating the pleasure the meal would bring to sate her growling stomach. Even her great love of food was not enough to occupy her thoughts entirely, though.

She was nervous and excited; wondering if they would still have the connection she felt at the New Year's party. It was hard to determine what he felt from the few glances they managed to exchange at parties. Her imagined conversations, however, kept being interrupted by the couple arguing right behind her booth.

She sighed. She was just about to turn around and jump in their quarrel, when he arrived.

Meral had convinced herself that her years of romance and dizi infatution had embellished her memory of him. She had taken extra care dressing up, all the while telling herself she was being silly. Neyse, what had all the effort on that doomed Singles Party been for? Only a single glance?

She did not need to worry or dress up, she reassured herself. It was just a pair of acquaintances meeting. It could be fun even.

The reality of him exceeded her memory. He was snug in a crimson sweater, bold and festive; his hair and face shining from the outside cold. He looked brooding in a dangerous sort of way and she was suddenly glad she had gone to the extra effort.

But then he smiled and Meral was forced to consider that smiles always won over broody pouts.

"Hoş Geldin!"

"Hoş Bulduk. Pardon, did I keep you waiting? You seemed to be frustrated when I came in."

"Ha! That wasn't you." She leaned forward and lowered her voice- motioning to the booth behind her- and he did the same." I was about to join in their fascinating discussion about stocks and resolve the issue for them. As an unbiased third party."

"Ofcourse, because you are an accountancy expert."

"No, because I'm incurably nosy."

He barked a surprised laugh at her.

"Do you often get involved in things that are none of your business?" he said, trying to match her tone.

"Unfortunately, no. That's Dicle. I always gather information but only get in fights that are my business. And I win." She sent a quick prayer of thanks for the loud couple for kickstarting their conversation.

"Öyle mı?"

"Aynen."

"Speaking of Dicle, how is Kiraç Bey doing?"

"Much better!"

"Good to hear. Geçmiş olsun."

"Sağ ol."

She was just thinking they were in danger of lapsing into an awkward pause, when the waiter arrived to save them from it.

"Hoş Geldin. Meral Hanım, the usual?"

"Yes, please!"

"You come here often? I'll have what the lady is having then," Aydın said, closing the menu.

"Yes, I love this place. It's so close to our home too," she continued after the waiter had left. "You're sitting in our special booth, actually."

"Whose?"

"Dicle and mine. We always sit in the same place everytime so the staff practically has it reserved for us."

He smiled but then a teasing glint came into his eyes, "Same place, same order. You don't like new possibilities?"

She could not believe he had hit close to her vulnerable spot so quickly. Half of her wanted to welcome the exploration, delighting in someone trying to know her. The other half, the dominant, ever-sensible one wanted to retreat.

"I do. But there's comfort in familiarity. Honestly? I've realised I would thrive in a communist setting."

Aydın laughed, spluttering, the glass of water raised midway." You say the oddest things."

The pleasure of making him laugh made her glow and she relaxed. "If I have too many choices, it’s my fault if I make the wrong one. But if decisions have been made for me? Not only can I complain to my heart's content, but I also feel like I have triumphed against great odds in the struggle to become the independent woman that I am."

“You see odds in everything? I see now why you chose this job." He was regarding her with respect and curiosity. The combination made her feel heady, wanting to let her guard down.

"Why?"

"You get to calculate odds and meddle with everyone's business on a professional basis.”

It was her turn to laugh in surprise.

                       *     *     *

As they ate, they talked about everything from history, to food to dizis, the conversation darting in different directions. Meral could see his quiet intelligence, his attention to detail. She could not remember simply enjoying talking this much before. He had a ready response to everything. Words and laughter were bubbling inside her.

"I better warn Barış. You've watched too many serial killer movies and would leave no trace."

"You can relax. He's not on my hit list yet."

At his devious smile, she pointed at him with her fork. "For now. He's on my good side for now."

"Don't worry, he's a true romantic. He would never do anything that would get him on your hit list."

Her face softened into a smile, "He really his."

"You know, sometimes I feel like I'm their Teyze."

"Barış and Dicle? From a hitman to a teyze?" he grinned at her.

"Yes.Yani, I cook and clean, which I love to anyway. But then being the unwanted third wheel living in her children's house, I leave quietly once I know he's coming over."

"Oh well, I'm the teyze in our house then. You know when- " he stopped at her burst of laughter. "What?"

"I'm sorry- I just-" she said between gasps, "imagining you as a cranky teyze is- actually that's a pretty good description."

"Oh, you think so? As I was saying," he said in mock affrontery, "after Barış got shot, he was trying desperately to be alone with Dicle. But-'

He was laughing so hard he could barely get the words out and she joined in aswell.

He gathered himself and began again," But every single person we know other than Dicle was appearing at our doorstep. And, you remember, Celal Bey? He brought a mountain of food over. And then when Dicle was finally coming over, what did Barış do? Beyeffendi handed me a couple of boxes and told me to disappear."

"How cruel."

Their laughter gradually faded into comfortable smiles. "That man eats like every meal is his last meal," Meral said.

"Evet, but who does not enjoy food though?" he said with a pointed look towards her just to see her reaction and earned an olive in his face for the jab.

"Ow! How do you know how Celal Bey eats anyway?"

"I saw him. At the TV dinner? In the restaurant you recommended?"

"What?"

Her subconcious writer, which had been busy penning their story, suddenly deflated at him not even remembering their first meeting. What hope did a romance have when one party did not even remember the meet-cute? And since when was she considering this a date? Or a romance?

She shook her head and focused back to the present. His expression was serious now, devoid of all the teasing warmth.

"Yes, I remember. I'm sorry you had to see me that way. That wasn't my best behaviour."

He gazed out the window. Meral was dying to know more, to smooth over the lull in the conversation but afraid of saying the wrong thing.

Finally he met her gaze, having made a decision. "I've always been practical all my life. Had to be. Barış and my father are quite hot tempered and.....impulsive, so I was mostly making the money, holding down the jobs. Keeping the job and the peace. I don't apologise for doing what had to be done."

"Tabi canım, you don't have to explain to me. Pragmatic is my middle name." she agreed easily, yet touched that he had shared some small part of himself.

'To doing what needs to be done," she raised her çay in a toast. He smiled and some of the light heartedness returned.

"I understand that life is more than making money and looking attractive. I know I pressured Barış- even got into a fight with Dicle," he glanced at her embarrassed.

"Growing up, our mahalle just reinforced that a happy life is the type of life that photographs well. I know this isn’t true- now- but it’s hard not to think this way. I’ve internalized it."

"I know." Her voice was soft and sincere, easing some of his discomfort. "That's what our lives have become these days. If only we remember to live the moments that we love to photograph."

"Evet. How right you are."

"And this isn't off the back of some truck. This is my own wisdom." She was grateful to see him smile again.

"Gathered during hours of repetitive work. I sit in that room each day, half my mind on the numbers, half in my infinitely more adventurous world."

"You call that repetitive?! I would love that! The assurity of routine."

He sat back with a sigh. "I had so many jobs, never knowing when one would end. Mesela, my current job with Serkan Bey? I finally know some part of what each day brings."

"But don't you miss the excitement of new things?"

"I guess I would thrive in a communist setting too, Meral Hanım. But this sector already has so many new weird things happening everyday, it's never the same."

"Oh you're a veteran of 'this sector' now?"

"Absolutely. Ha! But truly I.....feel like I belong? Actually, Serkan helped me in a difficult situation and I ended up here. I realised I actually enjoy it. I find I have a talent for organising. And persuading and cajoling. Although, if you listen to the whims of all these people! You come across some complete- well I shouldn't say but- Even more than what I met as a taxi driver. I-"

He stopped and seemed to gather himself. "Just glad I have security. The comfort of certainty."

Meral was fascinated hearing him talk, his eyes lit with keen intelligence. She wished she could revel in the comfort he described, but lately she felt stuck in a rut. She had told him she did not like choices but that was not true. She yearned to take chances. Her life had become a collection of the same days, same nights out with the same people. This evening was the only thing breaking the endless monotony.

"I bet you have great stories to tell though. I love listening to stories. We get absolute weirdos at our place aswell but it's ultimately boring. I live vicariously through Dicle."

"I think we should stop talking about them as if we're the side characters."

"Yani?"

"Yani novel falan filan. We keep talking about Barış and Dicle. We should focus on us a little, I think."

His voice had dropped at the end, his eyes on her felt like a caress. Meral could feel something tugging at her to explore this new territory, to take the chance she kept telling others to. But, imagining something in your head was vastly different than having that play out in real life. She fell back on her customary sarcasm.

"Ah, novels. I see I've already corrupted your practicality. 50 points to Ravenclaw."

He had been giving her a lazy smile but groaned at her words. "You're both 'Potterheads'?"

"I thought we weren't talking about them."

"We won't. Because I don't know where to even begin about this. We watched the movies when we were younger, but apparently that's not enough and Barış has been trying to get into 'the fandom'." His voice was a mix of exasperation and affection.

She cried out in mock outrage trying to hide her glee, "Did you just air quote again? And ofcourse that is not enough. I'm glad he is on the right path."

'Neyse. And before you say anything, yes, I know I'm a Slytherin.'

'Oh absolutely," she laughed at his disgruntled form languishing in the booth.

'Ee?'

She raised an enquiring eyebrow.

"So how did you get into the wonders of accounting. I've been spilling all my secrets to you and you give nothing away. Hadi, don't make me take out my truth potion."

"Tsk, tsk. Banning magical discourse and then indulging in it yourself? Shameless."

His quick smile seemed to seep into her.

"Lütfen ya, give me something here. You mentioned you shifted to Istanbul?"

"Yes I did. But that is a story for another day. It's getting late. I think the owner might be coming to personally throw us out."

Her humour just kept surprising him anew; he could not remember when he had last laughed so much.

                       *     *     *

As they walked back to her house, he noticed her slowing slightly. "Are you tired?"

"Biraz. My soul wants to party but my body is of an old woman."

"And what do old women like doing at night?" he cringed at how it sounded.

"Well it's winter so, we drink hot chocolate wrapped in blankets, and avoid people."

"Well people are sources of warmth aswell." Damn. There she was, throwing out words in bright clusters all night, like the gentle snow falling around them.

And everything he said was coming out like an innuendo.

"I mean, figurative warmth. The pleasure of company."

She just raised her eyebrows and hid a smile behind her hand.

"We revel in solitude."

"I didn't know you were that eager to get away from me."

"Oh, you have no idea."

"I think I have some idea." There was something about her, that just made him fall into this teasing, snappy rhythm.

"But we've only met twice. That's not enough data points to form an accurate picture."

"We have met more than twice. And you're doing this on purpose aren't you?"

"What?"

"Mentioning data points now that I've confessed my love for organisation."

Her laughter rang out in the hushed street.

The snow was falling around them gently, giving everything a glittering glow. Her impish face was turned upto his, the snowflakes in her hair like diamonds and dissolving on her lips.

He had the sudden urge to taste that snowflake, run his tongue along the seam of her lips.

Something inside him held him back. He was afraid it was too soon. Afraid to burst this, whatever magic they had between them, just as it was beginning.

Meral could see the moment he decided to forego kissing, the fire in his eyes cooling as they returned to their normal lazy depths. Keen disappointnent burned inside her but was chased away by the still buzzing energy that had been between them all evening.

This evening had already proved to be much more than her normal. An outlier. She wanted to capture the bright feeling, like a firefly; bask in the light for a brief moment and then let go.

"Thankyou. It was..." Unique. Comfortable. Thlrilling, all at once. "Fun. I enjoyed spending time with you."

Surprisingly, her shyness made him bolder. "Me too. I would love to do this again." She looked up. "If you want to, I mean."

"I wasn't angling for an invitation."

"I know. But it stands regardless. I would love to do this again." He could not believe he had managed to get that out without tripping over his words.

The tentative smile on her face made him add, " I must prove I'm the ultimate teyze between us. I'll cook for you."

"Şaka?!" she gave a delighted laugh. "Well then, let the Battle of the Teyzes commence."

When he took her proffered hand, their was a slight shock, as if their bodies were completing the circuit, that energy finally finding a closed loop.

"O zaman, iyi olan kazansın," he said softly.

"Iyi olan kazansın."

"Iyi geceler. Meral." he said, finally breaking the handshake.

"Iyi geceler." She went in and turned at the doorstep. "Aydin."

His name on her lips, materialising in the cold air for a second.

He smiled that slow smile again. An outlier. An input that could start new trends, open new possibilities, change everything.

                        *     *     *

#MenajerimiAra #Meral x Aydın #AyMer #CarpeNoctem #my writing

[contrabandhothead]

Hi! Please could I have a band of brothers ship please? I’m short with blonde hair and blue eyes. I enjoy reading and writing, especially when I get to read outside and it’s sunny. I’m very introverted, and struggle with talking to people, but can open up to people over time. However I’m very friendly and approachable. I don’t know if that’s enough information, but thankyou, and I hope you’re having an amazing day 💙

Don’t worry, it’s more than enough!

George Luz

general

i will have to say this until the day i die

but you’re literally never gonna get any reading done with George Luz existing

you might get writing done if you’re lucky, but reading? absolutely not.

GEORGE LUZ IS OUR FAVORITE ATTENTION WHORE. HE WILL WHINE AND COMPLAIN AND MAKE PUPPY DOG EYES AND SIT IN YOUR LAP UNTIL YOU PAY ATTENTION TO HIM AND NOT THAT BOOK.

George would love to help with your writing, but he’s not very good at it, so normally he just reads the finished version and tells you how much he enjoys it

even though George doesn’t understand what to do when his s/o is reading, he is one of the best people to go outside with

George LOVES picnics, especially ones where you can watch the sunset

George will spend so much time making sure that you feel comfortable in every social situation

he doesn’t want you to feel self-conscious, so if you’re feeling uneasy just tell him and he’ll take you away from the situation

even though George is an attention whore, he understands that many people need their space

if you ask him, he’ll leave you alone for awhile (and he won’t take any personal offense either)

George loves it when you open up to him

he’s always interested to learn something new about you, and it gives him a sense of security that you trust him enough to share personal things with him

George originally fell in love with your approachable personality, especially when it was paired with the fact that you struggle in social situations

he likes making people feel comfortable, and he was very proud of the fact that he helped you have more fun

when you’re not having your introverted time, George is TOTALLY down for cuddles so like hit the man up and let him be the little spoon 👀

how you two met

i see you as one of Toye’s friends

you and George weren’t particularly close until graduation night

everyone had received their jump wings, and the party was in full swing

Joe was... quite tipsy

he had left you to go get more beer, leaving you alone at a table with paratroopers from another company

and boy oh boy.... they made you so uncomfortable

they wouldn’t stop talking about how it’s so “weird they let someone like you in” and they wouldn’t stop talking about you like you were some kind of meet

their predatory stares were signaling all kinds of red flags in your mind, but you didn’t know what to do

and you didn’t want to be rude and just leave

you looked around the room, hoping to lock eyes with someone who could sense your distress

unfortunately, no one seemed to notice the situation

but thankfully, Joe was back with George in tow

and George looked... angry???

he had plastered on a fake smile, but you could tell that he was fuming at the ears

“Hey fellas, mind if we sit back down?”

the men had grumbled something inaudible, but had moved over to create space at the table

suddenly, you felt George’s arm snake around the back of your chair, yanking your seat so close to his that you were practically sitting on top of him

you blushed, but said nothing, hoping that he was just trying to scare them off

after a few more minutes of George making the men uncomfortable and acting like you two were dating, the men eventually left, giving a pathetic excuse to leave

you turned to George, whispering a small “Thank you...”

George just smiled at you

“It’s no problem... Let me know if they give you anymore trouble, I’ll happily beat some sense into them.”

Joe grinned at that, raising his glass to clink it against George’s

“I’ll drink to that!”

I’m so sorry this took forever! I hope my work didn’t disappoint... Have a fantastic week! 💕

~ Ky

#george luz #george luz headcanons #band of brothers #band of brothers ships

[purplexflamingo]

16 for DeSire (Demon x Siren)

16. “What do you have?” - “Pizza rolls and Cup O’ Noodles…that’s about it. Popcorn?”

(YASS THANKYOU)

   It was a long night and Siren was more than happy to finish up. Her vocals felt so strained. The Vexes had opened for Kiss, but as usual the band would stick around for the entire show in the front row, it was fun. The Demon was absolutely thrilling to watch. It was safe to say Primadonna was attempting to see if they’d be willing to perform together, if they ever would have the time to do so. But who knows if that’d ever happen.

 Unfortunately due to lack of space, Primadonna and Siren shared their dressing room. All diferences aside, they were perfessional about it. Said maybe two or three words here and there. Though she couldn’t help but sneer at the sight of a boquet of flowers on her band mate’s vanity...along with a note in an envolope marked with a red lipsticked kiss. She could already smell it, Starchild had been here. Jealous? Of course, not about Starchikd, but the gifts and being spoiled. Though she’d never verbally admit to that at all. Demon and Siren’s relationship has always been on and off really depending on the situation. Not that they fight, but more so a break or to see other people. Recently they got back together again. Especially now, that they were performing in her home town. 

“ Are you coming home tonight?” Tossing her long locks into a ponytail out of the way as she began to touch up her already red face- caused by removing her make up earlier. Silence was present for a moment as Primadonna pealed open the letter she receieved. Her fingers lightly hovering over her lips as a goofy smile spread. “ Uh, what? Oh, no, I am going out for a little while. I guess I have plans now. As for Anthony, he promised he’d visit some relatives in town. So it’ll just be you at the apartment.” Now finally, good news. “ Great!...I mean, I hope you’ll have fun.” Primadonna paid no mind to it, she was off in her fantasy world as usual. Yuck--- hopeless romantics, those words were always in Siren’s mind when dealing with her. 

Soon the band had been packed up, Primadonna had her flowers in hand and she was decked out head to toe. Was she ever exhausted? No. Did she try too hard? Yes. Did she reak of perfumes? Always. Following her out into the hall, Siren looked a mess, but she didn’t honestly care. “ Are ya ready?-- Look at you, gorgeous!” Starchild meet them half way and of course he was talking about her, thus sparking an eye roll from the short ginger. Ever since they started finally dating, after that shove, they’ve never shut up and it’s been driving her wild. Or act as if Siren is never in the room. Behind him happened to be Demon, exactly who Siren wanted and that alone washed away those feelings. As soon as the other pair waltzed off, Siren slid over to the tall creature. “ Hey you, My place is empty. Wanna come over?” She was more than eager to ask him, hands on her hips. It’s been a hot minute since they’ve been alone. “ Hmm, I suppose I could.” Puckering her lips, hm he supposes she thought, she wanted to give attitude, but resisted. 

The whole walk home, she struggled with not asking to be carried. She just loved being in that beasts arms. Compared to her small frame, it was everything. Once they arrived at the apartment, with a flip of the switch a few lights they entered the empty apartment. Of course Demon made himself comfortable as usual claiming a spot on the sofa. Exhaling and gazing out the large windows with a view of the darkened city. Seeing him planted Siren rushed over and plopped herself down on his lap causing him to groan. Coiling her arms around his neck where she then pressed her lips against his cheek. He still apeared grumpy looking, but at this point that was normal for him. She was a firecracker after all. “ Are you hungry, babe?” Siren asked him. “ This beast can eat..what are my options?” Without hesitation he takes her up on the offer and she hopped up on her feet. His dark eyes wanderd before he playfuly smacked her behind while licking his lips as she walked off. Raiding her cupboards she shouted “ Uhm, we have pizza rolls and cup of noodles…that’s about it. Umm popcorn maybe? The damn Rat has either forgot to go shopping or he ate everything. So yeah. I could go for some pizza rolls.” Tossing the bag on the counter she glanced back at her man. “ That’s fine...It’s not my first choice, but I’ll eat some.” Raising a hand, he gestured. It was easily noticeable how comfortable he was and with that she popped them in the oven. Though she narrowed her eyes and smirked, sprinting back into the living room space she jumped back onto his lap. 

#strangememegoth #Whoa what is this-- a mysterious being

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

Art Class (Jungkook x You ONESHOT)

A/N: Thankyou for this fantastic request but unfortunately no, I dont do full on smut, not because I'm against it or anything but I just think I'm not that good at it yet. But I  tried make it as  sexy as I can, I hope you will enjoy this story that I have come up with nevertheless <3 and sorry its not that long, 3k words.

Implied smut/light smut? (Is there such things as light smut?)

MASTERLIST

"Your project for this term is Precious. You will need to draw and paint something precious to you, focusing solely on the item. I want to see how you highlight this precious item of yours, how you are going to make it stand out from an unique background," The art professor explain as she hands out their project brief. Jungkook read the paper given and huffed, his mind spinning trying to find the perfect inspiration on what to do.

The project boggled his mind for the whole day, even as he slumped down on the couch next to his roomate, the one and only Kim Taehyung who is watching a movie while stuffing his face with popcorn.

"What's with you?" He eyed Jungkook. "I swear Kook, you are the most stressed out art student I have ever met,"

"We have a new project,"

"And?"

"I cant seem to think of anything. Nothing. Not even one inspiration comes to mind. It counts for almost 50 percent of my grade this semester. I'm screwed if I dont ace it," he whined. Taehyung turned his body to face him.

"Okay, tell me what its about. I'm sure me and my absolutely great mind will be able to help you," he grins. Despite not believing that Taehyung could ever help him, Jungkook still explain the project brief to his hyung. Taehyung nodded and his brows crased as he thought hard.

"I dont know Tae. Everybody is doing the same thing. Placing their precious item on a blank wall, a green grass, a wooden plank... its all so typical. I need something else to make my work popped up from the rest," Taehyung look at the disgruntled maknae and finally an idea spark his mind.

"I have an idea, but I dont think either you or Y/N would like it," he smirked.

"Y/N? What does my girlfriend has to do with this?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, your girlfriend has everything to do with it," Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows. Taehyung is always mischievious, his idea always makes one of them end up in a very very bad situation. What is his hyung up to now? "Do you want to hear it or not?" Taehyung rolled his eyes at the reluctant younger male.

"Fine. Just tell me. What is it?" Jungkook huffed. He got nothing to lose if he listen to Taehyung's crazy ideas anyway, so he might as well jist hear it. Maybe it could spark some inspiration for him.

Taehyung grinned, his smile widen as his eyes twinkled. Jungkook already had a bad feeling about this, and what comes out from Taehyung's mouth next proves that he is right. "Do you still remember what you learned last semester?"

/////

Jungkook ran his hand all over his face for the millionth time, thinking about how he is supposed to even ask you for this favor. Even just the simple thought of you is already enough to make him restless all night, how is he going to proceed with Taehyung's idea?

You and him has been dating for more than six months now. Your relationship is great. You two are in love, and Jungkook is an amazing boyfriend, but the two of you havent done anything more other than some intense makeout session and some slight groping here and there whenever you two spend the night with each other. You had wanted more since the first moment you saw him, but just your luck, your boyfriend is a total gentleman who believes in romantic gestures and waiting for the right time. His intention is sweet but really, you are so in love with him you are willing to give him everything if he just asks of you.

"Hey baby," he leaned in to kiss you as you plopped down on his bed, putting your bag and books on his table, kissing him back. God, you just cant get enough of him.

"Hi Kookie. So what's up?" You smiled at him. He had invited you to his room, saying he has a favor to ask you. Something to do with his art class. Jungkook is an art major, and he has an incrdible talent in drawing and painting too. But like every other great artists out there, sometimes he rans out of inspiration and calls you up to help him. The two of you would go out and talk about everything, just so he can find something that might spark his interest again. You look at your boyfriend who is nervously fiddling with his hands. Weird, he was never this nervous when talking about art.

"I... I need you to help me model for my art class," he stuttered, but you still find him absolutely adorable.

"I know Kookie. You told me that," you giggled. Why is he so nervous? This is not the first time you have model for him for his classes. "So... what can I help you with? What's the theme?"

"Precious. We are supposed to draw something that is precious to us, but with a unique background. The professor wants to see how we can turn the focus of drawing on the item instead of the background," he explained, voice still has a hint of nervousness.

"Oh, interesting," you smile. "I'm sure you have some interesting ideas Kookie. So what's your item?" Jungkook went over his table and took out an expensive jewellery box, making you even more curious.

"This belongs to my late mother. And I have always keeps it with me," He took out a huge necklace with a blue sapphire diamond heart in the middle of it. Your eyes widen, its the most beautiful thing you have ever seen.

"So you want me to wear this and pose for you?" You held the beautiful necklace between your fingers, examining how it shines between your skin.

"Ye...yes," he fumbled looking at you. You looked back at him, confused to as why he is nervous. Wearing a necklace and pose, nothing big right?

"Okay. Seems easy enough," you smile. "I can easily do that,"

"But... I dont only want you to wear the necklace," Jungkook gulp, hands fiddling with the necklace, as if trying to find some courage, before continuing. You raised an eyebrow questioningly at him. What does he means? "I want you to wear only the necklace..."

Your head immediately snapped around to look at him. Did you heard him correctly? Did he meant what you think he meant?

"Wh...what?"

"I want to draw you while you are wearing this. Only wearing this," he held up the necklace, voice more confident now as he stares into your eyes. You were silenced for a minute as you heard his request loud and clear. You can already feel something stirring at the lower part of your body as you imagined posing nude for him.

Posing nude for Jeon Jungkook.

"O..okay," you breathed out your agreement after pondering for a moment.

Jungkook's eyes widen at your answer. He thought you would slap him silly and never want to ever talk to him again, but instead, here you are, nervous and surprised, of course, but still, agreed.

"Okay?" He reconfirms, still not believing it.

"Yes Jungkook. Okay," you smile.

Jungkook felt his heart starts to beat faster and his palms turns sweaty  Drawing and painting a nude model during his last semester is already a huge problem for Jungkook. He was a nervous wreck the first time the life model took off her robe and stood in front of his class last semester. Sure, he is no innocent. He has been with his fair share of girls before,

But you?

Drawing a naked you?

How the hell is he supposed to survive that?

He is not sure how he is able to control himself when you are strip bare in front of him. He is not sure he can control anything with you standing in front of him.

He has the biggest crush on you for years before he found the courage and managed to finally call you as his own. And he had to calm himself down multiple times, sometimes even a long toilet break is needed whenever you spend the night with him, cuddling or after a long makeout session. Can he get out of this assignment alive? Should he just scrap the idea? He knew it, listening to Taehyung never did him any good.

You giggle when you noticed Jungkook's shocked expression and he dazed out. He immediately cleared his throat at the sound of your laugh and went to sit behind his easel.

"So... are we doing this now?" You asks, making Jungkook's face turned red like a tomato.

"Urm... yes. If you are up to it. Whenever you are ready," he tried to stay calm.

"Okay. Lets do it today then," you smile as he nodded.

You stood up slowly from his bed and start to slid the straps of your dress down your shoulders, slowly, almost teasingly. Jungkook's eyes never left you and you saw him take big gulps or air as he seems to have trouble breathing. You let your dress drop to the floor, revealing your almost bare body, only clad in your innocent white undergarments before you take the necklace and wear it, the diamond felt cold as it lay flat between the valley of your breasts, all the while eyes never leaving his. Jungkook's eyes roam down your body and you can see how hard he is gripping his pencil for some self restrain. You patted the necklace once you were done, your hands went behind your back and starts to undo you bra claspes, slowly sliding the straps of your shoulder, finally revealing you bare chest to Jungkook's prying eyes. You feel your heart beat increased under Jungkook's blazing stare, and you start to rub your thighs together, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter.

Jungkook cant control his breathing any longer as he stares at your very naked chest. He feels like he is about to faint. He had spend many nights imagining how you would look like,  a gazzilion times maybe, but this... ypu standing bare in front of him, smiling at him with blushing cheeks... you are more beautiful than anything he could have ever imagined. If he feel like fainting the moment before, he is sure he is dying the moment you slid down you panties past your smooth long legs and slowly step out of it, leaving yourself fully bare to him. Jungkook's breath starts to staggered and he almost broke the pencil that he is holding too tightly when you purposely ran your hands down your body agonizingly slow and soft over your core, which is glistening with how wet you were, teasing him, eyes boring deep intp his dark ones. You finaly decide to stop teasing him and sat down on the bed, laying down across the mattress, spreading yourself a little, purposely letting him see all of you.

"How do you want me?" You asks, as if its the most normal question in the world and you are just posing for another one of his usual projects. Jungkook gulp, his mouth is dry, unable to answer. I want you under me. Is the only answer Jungkook can think about. You adjusted yourself on the bed when you received no response from your boyfriend who just continued staring at you, trying out different position and settled on one that you think is suitable. "Is this position okay?" You asks innocently, cocking your head to the side. Jungkook can see the wetness in your core as you spread for him even more, making him lick his bottom lip unconciously, which makes you let out a little giggle. You know exactly what you are doing to him and you like it. You just hope you will get what you want at the end of the day.

He avoided your gaze and try to calm himself down. This is an assigment Jungkook. An assignment. But when he tried to settle his eyes on you, you were already looking at him, eyes wide and biting your lower lip. You look so innocent but sinful at the same time, Jungkook feel like he is just about to burst. He can feel himself start to grow harder snd harder and he cursed himself for wearing such a thin sweatpants. You are surely going to notice his hardening erection at this rate.

And he is right. You did.

He adjusted himself on his stool and try focus on his drawing instead. Its an assignment Jungkook. An assignment!

"I'm going to start now," he announced, clearing his throat. You nodded silently as you lick you dry lower lip nervously, an action that didnt go unnoticed by Jungkook, making him groaned internally. Why is he putting himself through this torture?

Jungkook starts off from the top of your head and slowly move on to your face. He lightly sketches your face, capturing every crease, crook, contour and line of your features, silently praising how beautiful you are and how proud he is that you are his. His hands starts to shake as he move on to your neck, hands gracefully sketching the necklace, the supposed main focus of the painting, and your chest area. He nervousky gazed his eyes to the rest of you, which is in a laying down form, your eyes staring back at him when he flicked his eyes to your face, before continuing down your body.

Your chest.

Your naked chest.

His grip on his pencil tighten as he noticed how your nipples are getting harder, turning into hard nubs under the cold air and his intense gaze. It took everything in him to not just walked over to you capture one of the harden nubs into his mouth. He shakes his head, clearing the image out of his mind and continue sketching and drawing, trying his best to concerntrate when you suddenly let out an accidental moan when your leg hit the bed frame when you tried to readjust your position. At the sound of your moaning Jungkook lost all of his self restrain, the pencil in his grip broken from how hard he is holding it. He stood up suddenly, causinfmg the wooden stool he was sitting on fall down and marched towards you, eyes dark and blown.

"Jung... Jungkook? Are.. are you okay?"

"Dont act so innocent Y/N. You know exactly what you are doing to me. You know I am definitely not okay," he hissed before crashing his lips against yours, his body pining your naked one on the bed. Taken by surprised, your eyes widen as he kiss you before you realized the situation and start to kiss him back, suddenly very aware of how naked you are and how fully clothed Jungkook is when you feel his hands roaming all over your body. Every inch that his fingers grazed felt like it was on fire and you want nothing more than to feel his bare skin on yours.

"Can you feel this? This is what you do to me," He grind his clothed erection which is extremely hard by now, on your wet core, making you moan even louder. "Louder baby. Let me hear you," he coaxed, his hands quickly taking off his own suffocating clothing, presenting you with taut abs and muscle thighs that left you gapping as he leaned in to kiss along your neck and jawline, his fingers fiddling with the necklace while the other went down your body, stopping and touching where you wanted him the most, inserting a finger in.

"Look at you. So wet. You are supposed to help me with my assignment baby, not teasing me," he growled as his hands never stop touching and thrusting into you. You lost all your ability to spit out coherent words as his fingers continue their ministration, but struggle to say something to him as you realized he is waiting for an answer from you.

"I.. I am he... helping you," you answered back between pants and moans, the pleasure Jungkook's giving you starts to increased as he moved faster.

"Oh really? You are helping me? I should properly thank you then," he whispered as he bite an earlobe, he fingers that has been thrusting into you leaving your core, making you feel empty, but that only lasted for a second before he slid himself in you in one swift motion, without warning.

"Ahh, Jungkook..."

The two of you rolled off each other, sweaty and still panting from the extreme pleasure you just felt. Jungkook gave you a quick kiss on the lips and smile at you. "I love you Y/N. You know that right?"

You nodded shyly. "I love you too Jeon Jungkook,"

He pulled you closer to his sweaty chest and hug you tight, his fingers playing with the necklace. "This really suits you. You should wear it more often," he said making you smile. "But only this," he winked.

You blushed and buried your face in his chest. He tucked your head under his chin and kiss your hair as you hear him mumble.

"But I dont think my item will stand out more than the background though," he said while he loosen his hold and eyed your body up and down, making you blush even harder. You hide your face in the crook of his neck as he laugh at your adorable shyness.

"But still, for the first time in my life, I am so glad I listen to Tae-hyung's idea,"

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[blitzbwoy]

I didn’t want to post this, because it confirms, FULLY what I already knew. But you know, denial... deets below. Posted @withregram • @socializemedia Hey everyone, I hope you are safe and well. I Just wanted to say a big thankyou to everyone who donated money towards helping Ty in his recovery. Unfortunately, because he passed away we were unable to give him the money, so on May the 16th all funds (minus the commission from GoFundMe) had been given to Ben's Mother and Sister from both GoFund Me pages that were set up by @missdeelouise myself and his cousin. Since then, as you know, several things have been happening including the design of some amazing murals in Brixton, several "Pass the Torch" Instagram Live sessions, and lots of newspaper and radio tributes worldwide. There are still plenty more things being arranged and organised for him but of course the most important thing this week is his funeral which has now been arranged by the family, and this message is a personal invite for you to attend. On Friday 26th June Ben's family has scheduled for his funeral to be LIVE streamed via YouTube at the graveside. As we're sure you can appreciate, in this time of social distancing, it is not possible for us all to join together in person, but we can all be there virtually if you would accept this invitation. The link is available for everyone to share on all socials. You do not need a YouTube account to watch this only a phone, a tablet or laptop or a TV. DATE: Friday 26 June 2020 TIME: 12:30 BST (UK Time) ONLINE: https://youtu.be/k2Zj3BKh5RQ https://tymusic.co.uk/ On behalf of TY's family, Thank you for your continued support, it means a lot. https://www.instagram.com/p/CB3A3yZguYF/?igshid=1gj57uy9zqvg

[nerdyign]

92 Questions

I have procrastinated on doing this for so long because 92 questions, guys. That is A LOT! But here I am, finally doing this. 

Tagged be the glorious @thestudyfeels . Thankyou for tagging me, Tay!

LAST

1) Drink: water. 

2) Phone call: my best friend. 

3) Text Message: a friend 

4) Song you listened to: New York City by The Chainsmokers.

5) Time You Cried: I don’t remember tbh. I don’t cry all that much.

HAVE YOU ( here comes a series of bad life decisions. XD )

6) Dated someone twice: ugly story yes. 

7) Kissed someone and regretted it: another ugly story yes.

8) Been cheated on: yes

9) Lost someone special: yes 

10) Been depressed: yes. 

11) Gotten drunk and thrown up: no and no. 

This section was so bad RIP me. 

LIST THREE FAVOURITE COLOURS

12) Blush Pink

13) Pale Blue

14) White ( and black and red and all pastel colours. It is difficult to choose!)

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15) Made new friends: yes

16) Fallen out of love: yes

17) Laughed until you cried: yes

18) Found out someone was talking about you: yes. 

19) Met someone who changed you: YES!

20) Found out who your friends are: yes (it was.. ugly.)

21) Kissed someone on your Facebook List: aa yes. 

GENERAL

22) How many of your Facebook friends do you know: dude, all. Why else would hey be my friends? 

23) Do you have any pets: *sobbing* no. 

24) Do you want to change your name: sometimes. 

25) What did you do for your last birthday: a couple of my friends came over for an hour-ish. The rest forgot lol. 

26) What time did you wake up: 5am

27) What were you doing at midnight last night: I was asleep. 

28) Name something you can’t wait for: my exam results. I worked really hard this time and I am excited to see whether all that paid off! 

29) When was the last time you saw your mom: She is sitting right in front of me.

30) What is the one thing you wish you could change in life: nothing and everything at the same time. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

31) What are you listening to right now: my mom yelling at me to stop being on the phone. #JustBrownKidThings.

32) Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Nope. 

33) Something that is getting on your nerves: people who think that people who take their education seriously are not cool. like lol bye, bro. Your expert opinions are not needed here. 

34) Most visited websites: Youtube, EdX, Soundcloud.

LOST QUESTIONS

35) Mole/s: yes. 5. 

36) Mark/s: do scars count? if yes then, like 10-ish. 

37) Childhood dream: to be a DJ or a bus conductor. yeah, that is true. 100%

38) Hair colour: dark brown/black

39) Long or short hair: long

40) Do you have a crush on someone: a lot of celebrities and fictional characters. That counts, right? 

41) What do you like about yourself: my openness to new ideas and concepts.

42) Piercings: one on each ear. (aYE WE ARE TWINS, TAY!) 

43) Blood type: B+ ( I feel like I would benefit more if this was my life mantra lmao) 

44) Nickname: gah there are too many tbh. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

45) Relationship status: eating. XD

46) Zodiac: LEO BABY!

47) Pronouns: she/her

48) Favourite TV Show: HIMYM, Masterchef, New Girl, Riverdale.

49) Tattoos: none. 

50) Right or left hand: right.

51) Surgery: none.

52) Hair dyed in a different colour: nope.

53) Sport: Athletics sort of. 

54) Hello, Number 54: what? XD

55) Vacation: Sorry, I do not speak that language. *incoherent sobbing*

56) pair of trainers: Nike Air. 

MORE  GENERAL

57) Eating: apples

58) drinking: nothing

59) I’m about to: do a practice test for German

60) …….There is no 60? what? let’s move on I guess. 

61) Waiting for: RIVERDALE SEASON 2!!!!!!!!!!

62) Want: A week off. 

63) Get married: When I find the right person.

64) Career: An HR manager.

WHICH IS BETTER 

65) Hugs or kisses: hugs. fight me. 

66) lips or eyes: eyes. They are intriguing. 

67) shorter or taller: both tbh. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

68) older or younger: younger. 

69) this one is missing too? 

70) nice arms or nice stomach: both, I guess? 

71) sensitive or loud- depends on the scenario. ( I told ya I’m weird)

72) Hook up or relationship: Relationship

73) Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant about 90% of the time.

HAVE YOU EVER

74) Kissed a stranger: nope.

75) drank hard liquor: nope.

76) lost glasses/contact lenses: SO.MANY.TIMES. 

77) Turned someone down: yes.

78) Sex on the first date: nope.

79) Broken someone’s heart: unfortunately, yes. THE.WORST.THING.EVER. I still feel guilty about that. :((

80) had your heart broken: yes. 

81) been arrested: nope.

82) cried when someone died- yes

83) Fallen for a friend: let’s not get to that lol. 

DO YOU BELIEVE IN 

84) Yourself: sort of. I’ve started to.

85) miracles: maybe. idk.

86) Love at first sight: nope.

87) Santa  Claus: haha no. 

88) Kiss on the first date: idk man? depends on the person and the quotient we share. 

89) so this one is also missing lmao. 

OTHER

90) Current Best Friend’s name: Yash

91) Eye colour: dark brown

92) finally favourite movie: There’s quite a lot actually. All animation movies, all HP movies, Fantastic Beasts and Where to find them, Pitch Perfect, Mean Girls, Avengers, etc etc. lol I have a problem.

Tagging: @studyruels , @getshitdonetbh , @studytherin , @study-in-orange , and anybody else who wants to do this! 

#tagged #tag games #92 questions #hiteshi was tagged #lol this took me like 45 minutes to do

[deathpups]

THE ENTIRE SCRIPT OF TITANIC

( SonarPings) Man: ( SonarPings) Okay, take her up and overthe bow rail. ( OverRadio ): Okay, Mir2, we're going overthe bow. Staywith us. ( SonarPings) ( Mechanical Whirring) Okay, quiet. We're rolling. Seeing her coming out of the darkness like a ghost ship still gets me everytime-- To see the sad ruin ofthe great ship sitting here where she landed at 2:30 in the morning ofApril 1 5, 1 91 2 after her long fall from the world above. ( ManSnickers) You are so full ofshit, boss. - ( Giggles) - ( Mechanical Whirring) ( SonarPinging) Man: Dive six-- Here we are again on the deck of Titanic The pressure outside is These windows are nine inches thick and ifthey go it's sayonara in two microseconds. All right, enough ofthat bullshit. ( Mechanical Whirring) Just put her down on the roofof the officer's quarters likeyesterday. - Man: Sure. - Man ( OverRadio ): Okay, Mir 2. We have landed right on the grand staircase. You guys set to launch? Yeah, Brock-- Launching Dunkin now. Go, Charlie. - All right, tether out. - Man: Tether out. Man ( OverRadio ): Okay, Brock, we're dropping down along the hull. Rogerthat. Okay, drop down and go into the first-class gangway door. I wantyou guys working the D deck reception area and the dining saloon. Man ( OverRadio ): Copythat. - Tether out. - Man: Tether out. - Now left, left. - I'm coming left. Brock: Snoop Dog is on the move. We're headed down the stairwell. Okay, Lewis, drop down to B deck. A deck. Lewis: Give me some rope, Captain. B deck-- get in there, get in there. Brock: Watch the doorframe. Watch the doorframe. - I see it. I got it. - ( Bang) ( Mechanical Whirring) - ( Cracking) - We're good.Just chill, boss. Brock: Makeyourturn. Come around. - Lewis: Cable out, Captain. - Makeyourturn. Watch the wall. Yeah, Brock, we're at the piano,you copy? Brock: Okay, copythat. Brock: Okay, right there. Right there. That's it! - That's the bedroom door. - I see it. I see it. We're in! We're in, baby. We're there! Brock: That's Hockley's bed. That's where the son ofa bitch slept. Lewis: Oops, somebody left the water running. Hey, hold itjust a second. Go backto the right. That wardrobe door-- get closer. - You smelling something, boss? - I want to see what's under it. - Give me my hands, man. - ( Mechanical Whirring) All right. - Take it easy, it might come apart. - Okay. Go, go, go, go. Flip it over. Flip it over. Go. Keep going, go, go, go. Okay, drop it. Oh, baby, baby, areyou seeing this, boss? It's payday, boys. (ManSpeaking OverLoudspeaker) ( Cheering) ( lmitates Cash Register): Ka-ching! - We did it, Bobby. - Lewis: Oh,yeah. Who's the man? Who's the best, baby? Say it. Say it. You are, Lewis. ( SawBuzzingLoudly) - Bobby, my cigar. - Bobby: Right here. ( Cheering) Brock: Okay, crack her open. ( ManSpeaking OverLoudspeaker) Shit. No diamond. You know, boss, this same thing happened to Geraldo and his career never recovered. Turn the camera off. Bobby: Brock, the partners would like to know how it's going. Hey, Dave, Barry, hi. Look, it wasn't in the safe but hey, hey, don't worry about it. There's still plenty of places it could be. Hell yes! Floor debris in the suite, the mother's room, purser's safe on C deck. -Jimmy Hoffa's briefcase. - Brock: A dozen other places. Guys, look,you'vejust got to trust my instincts. I know we're close. Wejust got to go through a little process ofelimination. Hang on a second. - Let me see that. - We might have something here, guys. Where's the photograph ofthe necklace? We'll call you right back. I'll be goddamned. Reporter: Treasure hunter Brock Lovett is best known forfinding Spanish gold. It's okay. I'll feed you in a minute. Now he has chartered Russian subs to reach the most famous shipwreck ofall: the Titanic. He is with us live via satellite from the research ship Keldysh in the North Atlantic. - Hello, Brock. - Brock: Hello, Tracy. Everyone knows the familiar stories of Titanic-- the nobility, the band playing till the very end and all that. But what I'm interested in are the untold stories the secrets locked deep inside the hull of Titanic. We're out here using robot technology to go further into the wreck than anybody's ever done before. Your expedition is at the center ofa storm ofcontroversy over salvage rights and even ethics. Many are callingyou a grave robber. Nobody called the recovery ofartifacts of King Tut's tomb "grave robbing." - Woman: What is it? - Turn that up, dear. I have museum-trained experts out here making sure that these relics are preserved and catalogued properly. Take a look at this drawing that we foundjust today: A piece of paperthat's been underwaterfor 84 years and myteam were able to preserve it intact. Should this have remained unseen at the bottom ofthe ocean for eternity? I'll be goddamned. Man (Over Loudspeaker): Vnimanye, vnimanye... Bobby: Brock! There's a satellite call foryou. Bobby, we're launching. You see these submersibles going in the water? Trust me, buddy. You want to take this call. This better be good. You got to speak up. She's kind ofold. Great. This Brock Lovett. - How can I helpyou, Mrs.-- - Calvert. Rose Calvert. Mrs. Calvert? I wasjust wondering ifyou had found the Heart ofthe Ocean yet, Mr. Lovett. Told you you wanted to take the call. All right,you have my attention, Rose. Can you tell us who the woman in the picture is? Oh,yes. The woman in the picture is me. ( Yelling OverEngineNoise): She's a goddamned liar-- Some nut case seeking money or publicity. God only knows why, like that Russian babe, Anesthesia. They're inbound! Rose Dewitt Bukater died on the Titanic when she was 1 7, right? - That's right. - Ifshe had lived, she'd be over 1 00. Okay, so she's a very old goddamned liar. Look, I've already done the background on this woman all the way backto the '20s when she was working as an actress. An actress! There's yourfirst clue, Sherlock. Her name was Rose Dawson backthen. Then she marries this guy named Calvert. They move to Cedar Rapids and she punches out a couple of kids. Now, Calvert's dead, and from what I hear, Cedar Rapids is dead. And everybodywho knows about the diamond is supposed to be dead or on this boat, but she knows. Doesn't exactly travel light, does she? Mrs. Calvert, I'm Brock Lovett. Welcome to the Keldysh. Okay, let's get her inside there. - Hi, Ms. Calvert. - Hi. Welcome to the Keldysh. Man: Hey. Hey! - ( Knocking) - Rose: Yes? - Areyour staterooms all right? - Rose: Oh,yes, very nice. Haveyou met my granddaughter Lizzie? She takes care of me. We metjust a few minutes ago. Remember, Nana, up on deck? There, that's nice. Have to have my pictures when I travel. Can I getyou anything? ls there anythingyou'd like? Yes. I would like to see my drawing. Brock: Louis XVI wore a fabulous stone that was called the Blue Diamond ofthe Crown which disappeared in 1 792 about the same time old Louis lost everything from the neck up. The theory goes that the crown diamond was chopped, too recut into a heart-like shape that became known as "Heart ofthe Ocean." Today it would be worth more than the Hope Diamond. It was a dreadful, heavything. I onlywore it this once. Lizzie: You actuallythinkthis isyou, Nana? It is me, dear. Wasn't I a dish? I tracked it down through insurance records-- An old claim that was settled underterms ofabsolute secrecy. Can you tell me who the claimant was, Rose? I should imagine someone named Hockley. Brock: Nathan Hockley, that's right. Pittsburgh steel tycoon. Claim was for a diamond necklace his son Caledon bought his fiancee--you a week before he sailed on Titanic. It was filed right afterthe sinking so the diamond had to have gone down with the ship. You see the date? "April 1 4, 1 91 2." Which means ifyour grandmother is who she says she is she was wearing the diamond the daythe Titanicsank. And that makesyou my new best friend. These are some ofthe things we recovered from your stateroom. This was mine. How extraordinary! And it looks the same as it did the last time I saw it. The reflection has changed a bit. ( GaspsQuietly) Areyou readyto go backto Titanic? Lewis: Okay, here we go. She hits the berg on the starboard side, right? She kind of bumps along punching holes like Morse code-- dit-dit-dit-- along the side, below the waterline. Then the forward compartments start to flood. Now as the water level rises, it spills overthe watertight bulkheads which unfortunately don't go any higherthan E deck. So now as the bow goes down, the stern rises up slow at first, then faster and faster until finally she's got herwhole ass is sticking up in the air and that's a big ass. We're talking And the hull's not designed to deal with that pressure, so what happens? She splits, right down to the keel and the stern falls back level. Then as the bow sinks, it pulls the stern vertical and finally detaches. Now, the stern sectionjust kind of bobs there like a cork for a couple of minutes, floods and finally goes under about 2:20 a.m. two hours and 40 minutes afterthe collision. The bow section planes away landing about a halfa mile away going 20, 30 knots when it hits the ocean floor. ( lmitates Crashing) Pretty cool, huh? Thankyou forthat fine forensic analysis, Mr. Bodine. Ofcourse, the experience of it was somewhat different. Will you share it with us? ( Music Playing) ( Crying) - I'm taking herto rest. - No. - Come on, Nana. - No! Tape recorder. Tell us, Rose. It's been 84 years. It's okay.Just tryto remember anything-- anything at all. Doyou want to hearthis or not, Mr. Lovett? It's been 84 years... and I can still smell the fresh paint. The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanicwas called "The Ship of Dreams" and it was, it reallywas. Man: All third-class passengers with a forward berth this way, please, this queue. - Right here. - Big boat, huh? - Daddy, it's a ship. - You're right. ( CarHorn Tooting) I don't see what all the fuss is about. It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauritania. You can be blase about some things, Rose, but not about Titanic. It's over 1 00 feet longerthan Mauritania and far more luxurious. Your daughter is fartoo difficult to impress, Ruth. So this is the ship they say is unsinkable. It is unsinkable. God Himselfcould not sinkthis ship. Sir,you have to check your baggage through the main terminal. - It's round that way, sir. - I put myfaith in you, good sir. - Now, kindly see my man. - Yes, sir, my pleasure, sir. - If I can do anything at all. - Oh,yes, right. All the trunks from that carthere to the parlor suite, rooms B-52, 54, 56. - ( Whistle Blowing) - Ladies... better hurry. ( People Saying Good-byes) - My coat? - Woman: I have it. Man: All third-class passengers due here for a health inspection. All third-class passengers due here for health inspection. Head up. Welcome aboard, ma'am. Welcome to Titanic. Rose: It wastheShip ofDreams to everyone else. To meit wasaslave ship takingmeback toAmerica in chains. Outwardly, I waseverything a well-brought-up girlshouldbe. Inside, I wasscreaming. ( Steam Whistle Blows Loudly) ( SpeakingSwedish ) Jack,you are pazzo. You bet everything we have. When you got nothing you got nothing to lose. Sven? All right, moment oftruth. Somebody's life's about to change. Fabrizio? -Niente. -Niente. - Ola?. - Nothing. Sven? Uh-oh. Two pair. I'm sorry, Fabrizio. Che"sorry?" Ma vaffanculo! You bet all the money. I'm sorry,you're not going to see your mom again for a long time because we're going to America. - Full house, boys. - Whoa! - Yeah! -Dio mio, grazie! ( Cursingln Swedish ) - Come on. - Figlio diputtana! - I'm going home! - ( Cursingln Swedish ) - I'm going home. - I go to America. Man: No, mate. Titanic go to America in five minutes. - Come on. Come on. Here. - Fabrizio: Andiamo. We're riding in high style now. We're a couple of regular swells. We're practically goddamn royalty, ragazzo mio. Fabrizio: You see, it's my destino! Like I told you, I go to America to be milionario. - Driver: Whoa, whoa! - Bastardo! - You're pazzo! - Maybe, but I've got the tickets. - Come on, I thoughtyou were fast. - Aspetta! Wait, wait! Hey, wait! We're passengers. Passengers. Haveyou been through the inspection queue? Ofcourse. Anyway, we don't have any lice. - We're Americans, both of us. - Right, come aboard. We're the luckiest sons of bitches in the world,you know that? ( Ship's Horn Blares) Good-bye! - You know somebody? - Ofcourse not. That's not the point. Good-bye! I'll missyou! Good-bye! I'm going to neverforgetyou. ( Crowd Cheering) All the way, darling. Excuse me, ma'am. Oh, right here. Hey, howyou doing? Jack. Nice to meetyou. I'mJack Dawson. Nice to meetyou. Howyou doing? Who saysyou get the top bunk? ( SpeakingSwedish ) This isyour private promenade deck, sir. Would you be requiring anything? - Hmm. - Excuse me. - Woman: This one? - Rose: No. It had a lot offaces on it. This is the one. Would you like all ofthem out, miss? Yes, we need a little color in this room. Put it in there, in the wardrobe. God, not those finger paintings again. They certainlywere a waste of money. The difference between Cal's taste in art and mine is that I have some. They're fascinating, like being inside a dream or something. - There's truth, but no logic. - What's the artist's name? - Something Picasso. - "Something Picasso." He won't amount to a thing. He won't, trust me. - Put the Degas in the bedroom. - At least theywere cheap. Ah, put it in the wardrobe. AtCherbourg, a woman came aboardnamedMargaretBrown. We all calledherMolly. Historywould callher "the Unsinkable MollyBrown. " Well, I wasn't about to wait all dayforyou, sonny. Here,you thinkyou can manage? Herhusbandhadstruckgold someplace out West andshe was whatmothercalled "newmoney. " By thenext afternoon, we were steaming westfrom the coastoflreland with nothing outaheadofus butocean. Take herto sea, Mr. Murdoch. - Let's stretch her legs. - Yes, sir. - All ahead full, Mr. Moody. - Very good, sir. - ( Bells Ringing) - ( BelIRings) - All ahead full. - Man ( Shouting): All ahead full! Come on, lads. Get moving. What's the reading? ( Crew TalkingAndShouting) All right, let's stoke them right up! We're going full ahead! Hey, look, look, look! Look, look! See it? There's another one. See him? Look at that one. Look at himjump! Whoo-hoo! Whoo! I can see the Statue of Liberty already! Very small, ofcourse. I'm the king ofthe world! ( WhoopingAnd Yelling) ( Whooping) Man: She's the largest moving object ever made bythe hand of man in all history. And our master shipbuilder, Mr. Andrews here designed her from the keel plates up. Well, I may have knocked hertogether but the idea was Mr. Ismay's. He envisioned a steamer so grand in scale and so luxurious in its appointments that its supremacywould never be challenged. And here she is willed into solid reality. Man: Hear, hear. You know I don't like that, Rose. She knows. We'll both have the lamb, rare, with very little mint sauce. Hmm,you like lamb, right, sweet pea? Areyou going to cut her meat for her, too, there, Cal? Hey, uh, who thought ofthe name "Titanic"? - Was ityou, Bruce? - Well,yes, actually. I wanted to convey sheer size and the size means stability Iuxury, and above all, strength. Doyou know of Dr. Freud, Mr. Ismay? His ideas about the male preoccupation with size might be of particular interest toyou. - What's gotten intoyou? - Excuse me. - I do apologize. - She's a pistol, Cal. - Hopeyou can handle her. - Well, I may have to start minding... what she reads from now on, won't l, Mrs. Brown? Freud-- Who is he? ls he a passenger? ( Man ExplainingPropeller To Little Girl) It makes these waves, makes them spin. Fabrizio: The ship is nice, huh? - Yeah, it's an lrish ship. - Is English, no? No, it was built in lreland. Solid as a rock. Big lrish hands. That's typical. First-class dogs come down here to take a shit. Uh, it lets us know where we rank in the scheme ofthings. Like we could forget? - I'm Tommy Ryan. -Jack Dawson. - Hello. - Fabrizio. Hi. Doyou make any money with your drawings? Oh, forget it, boyo. You'd as like have angels fly outyour arse as get next to the likes of her. ( Laughs) - Doyou mind? - I hopeyou're proud ofthis. Isawmy whole life asifl'dalreadylivedit-- an endlessparade ofparties andcotillions yachts andpolo matches always thesamenarrowpeople, thesamemindless chatter. Ifelt likel wasstanding atagreatprecipice with no one topullmeback no one who cared oreven noticed. - ( Woman Grunts) - ( RoseSobbing) ( RunningFeetAndSobbing) ( TakingShort, Anxious Breaths) Don't do it. Stay back. Don't come any closer. Come on.Just give meyour hand. I'll pull you back over. No! Staywhereyou are. I mean it. I'll let go. No,you won't. What doyou mean, no, I won't? Don't presume to tell me what I will and will not do. You don't know me. Well,you would have done it already. You're distracting me. Go away. I can't. I'm involved now. You let go and I'm going to have to jump in there afteryou. Don't be absurd. You'll be killed. - I'm a good swimmer. - The fall alone would kill you. - It would hurt. - I'm not saying it wouldn't. To tell you the truth I'm a lot more concerned about that water being so cold. ( ShoeDrops To Deck) - How cold? - Freezing. Maybe a couple degrees over. You ever, uh... ever been to Wisconsin? What? Well, they have some ofthe coldest winters around. I grew up there near Chippewa Falls. I rememberwhen I was a kid, me and myfather, we went ice fishing out on Lake Wissota. Ice fishing is,you know, whereyou-- ( Angrily): I know what ice fishing is! Sorry. Youjust seem like,you know, kind ofan indoor girl. Anyway, l, uh... I fell through some thin ice and I'm tellingyou... waterthat cold, like right down there it hitsyou like a thousand knives stabbingyou all overyour body. You can't breathe, you can't think-- at least not about anything but the pain. Which is why I'm not looking forward tojumping in there afteryou. Like I said... I don't have a choice. I guess I'm kind of hoping you'll come back overthe rail and get me offthe hook here. You're crazy. That's what everybody says, but with all due respect, miss I'm not the one hanging off the back ofa ship here. Come on. Come on, give meyour hand. You don't want to do this. Whew! I'mJack Dawson. Rose Dewitt Bukater. I'm going to have to getyou to write that one down. Come on. - ( Screams) - ( Grunting) I gotyou! Come on. Come on! ( Screams) Help! Please! Help! Please! - Please get me! - Listen. Listen to me. I've gotyou. I won't let go. Now pull yourself up. Come on. ( Grunts) Come on. That's right. You can do it. I gotyou. What's all this? You stand back! And don't move an inch! - Fetch the master-at-arms! - Care for a brandy? Cal: This is completely unacceptable! What madeyou think thatyou could putyour hands on myfiancee? - Look at me,you filth! - Cal... - What doyou thinkyou were doing? - Cal, stop. - It was an accident. - An accident? It was. Stupid really. I was leaning over, and I slipped. I was leaning far over to see the, uh... uh... uh... the, uh... uh... - Propellers? - propellers and I slipped. And I would have gone overboard but Mr. Dawson here saved me and almost went over himself. You wanted to see... She wanted to see the propellers. Like I said, women and machinery do not mix. Was that the way of it? Yeah. Yeah, that was pretty much it. Well, the boy's a hero then. Good foryou, son. Well done. So it's all's well and backto our brandy, eh? Look atyou. You must be freezing. Let's getyou inside. Perhaps a little something forthe boy. Ofcourse. Mr. Lovejoy, I think a 20 should do it. Is that the going rate for saving the woman you love? Rose is displeased. What to do? I know. Perhapsyou couldjoin us for dinnertomorrow evening to regale our group with...your heroic tale. Sure, count me in. Good. Settled then. This should be interesting. Mmm. ( Whistles) Can l, uh... bum a smoke? You'll want to tie those. It's interesting. Theyoung lady slips so suddenly and you still had time to removeyourjacket and your shoes. - ( Music BoxPlaying Tune) - ( KnockAtDoor) ( DoorOpens) I knowyou've been melancholy. I don't pretend to know why. I intended to save this until the engagement gala next week. But I thought tonight. Good gracious. Perhaps as a reminder of myfeelings foryou. - Is it a... - Diamond? Yes. It was worn by Louis XVI and they called it "Le CoeurDeLa Mer. " Both: The Heart ofthe Ocean. Yes. It's overwhelming. Well, it's for royalty. We are royalty, Rose. You know, there's nothing I couldn't giveyou. There's nothing I'd denyyou ifyou would not deny me. Now open your heart to me, Rose. Jack: Well, I've been on my own since I was 1 5 since myfolks died. And I had no brothers or sisters or close kin in that part ofthe country. So I lit on out ofthere and I haven't been back since. You couldjust call me a tumbleweed blowing in the wind. Well, Rose... we've walked about a mile around this boat deck and chewed over how great the weather's been and how I grew up but I reckon that's not why you came to talkto me, is it? - Mr. Dawson, l-- -Jack. Jack... I want to thankyou forwhatyou did. Notjust for... for pulling me back but foryour discretion. You're welcome. Look, I know whatyou must be thinking. Poor little rich girl. What does she know about misery? No. No, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was what could have happened to this girl to make herthink she had no way out? Well, l-- It was everything. It was mywhole world and all the people in it and the inertia of my life plunging ahead and me, powerless to stop it. God! Look at that thing. You would have gone straight to the bottom. All of Philadelphia society will be there and all the while I feel I'm... standing in the middle ofa crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs and no one even looks up. Doyou love him? - Pardon me? - Doyou love him? You're being very rude. You shouldn't be asking me this. Well, it's a simple question. Doyou love the guy or not? This is not a suitable conversation. -Why can'tyoujust answerthe question? -( Nervous Laughter) This is absurd. You don't know me, and I don't knowyou and we are not having this conversation at all. You are rude and uncouth and presumptuous and I am leaving now. Jack. Mr. Dawson, it's been a pleasure. I soughtyou out to thankyou and now I have thanked you... - And you've insulted me. - Well,you deserved it. - Right. - Right. - I thoughtyou were leaving. - I am. You are so annoying. - ( Chuckles) - Wait. I don't have to leave. This is my part ofthe ship. You leave. Oh-ho-ho, well, well, well. Now who's being rude? What is this stupid thing you're carrying around? So what areyou, an artist or something? Well, these are rather good. They're, uh-- They're very good actually. Jack, this is exquisite work. They didn't thinktoo much ofthem in old Paree. Paris! You do get around for a poor-- Well, uh, uh, a person of limited means. Go on, a poor guy, you can say it. Well, well, well. And these were drawn from life? Well, that's one ofthe good things about Paris-- Iots ofgirls willing to take their clothes off. You liked this woman. You used her several times. Well, she had beautiful hands, you see? I thinkyou must have had a love affairwith her. No, no, no, no, no. Just with her hands. She was a one-legged prostitute. See? - ( Aghast): Oh! - ( Both Chuckle) Ah, she had a good sense of humor, though. Oh, and this lady... she used to sit at this bar every night wearing every piece ofjewelry she owned just waiting for her long-lost love. Called her Madame Bijou. See how her clothes are all moth-eaten? Well,you have a gift,Jack. You do. You see people. I seeyou. And? You wouldn't havejumped. But the purpose of university is to find a suitable husband. Rose has already done that. Look, here comes that vulgar Brown woman. Quickly, get up before she sits with us. Hello, girls. I was hoping I'd catch you at tea. We're awfully sorry you missed it. The countess and I werejust off to take the air on the boat deck. What a lovely idea. I need to catch up on my gossip. Molly: Countess. Soyou've notyet lit the last four boilers? No, I don't see the need. We are making excellent time. The press knows the size of Titanic. Now I want them to marvel at her speed. We must give them something new to print. This maiden voyage of Titanic must make headlines. Mr. Ismay, I would prefer not to push the engines until they've been properly run in. Ofcourse I'mjust a passenger. I leave it toyour good offices to decide what's best. But what a glorious end toyourfinal crossing ifwe were to get into New York on Tuesday night and surprise them all. Make the morning papers. Retire with a bang, eh, E.J.? Good man. Well, afterthat I worked on a squid boat in Monterey. Then I went down to Los Angeles to the pier in Santa Monica and started doing portraits there forten cents apiece. Why can't I be likeyou,Jack-- just head out forthe horizon whenever I feel like it? Saywe'll go there sometime to that pier even ifwe only everjust talk about it. No, we'll do it. We'll drink cheap beer. We'll ride on the roller coastertill we throw up. Then we'll ride horses on the beach right in the surf. Butyou'll have to do it like a real cowboy. None ofthat sidesaddle stuff. - You mean, one leg on each side? - Yeah. - Can you show me? - Sure... ifyou like. - Teach me to ride like a man. - And chew tobacco like a man. And spit like a man. They didn't teach you that in finishing school? - No. - Well, come on, I'll showyou. Let's do it. I'll showyou how. Come on. Jack, no!Jack, no! Wait,Jack. No,Jack. I couldn't possibly,Jack. Watch closely. - That's disgusting! - All right,yourturn. That was pitiful! Come on,you really got to hawk it back,you know? Get some leverage to it. Useyour arms, arcyour neck. ( Hawks) - See the range on that thing? - Mm-hmm. - ( RoseHawking) -Jack: Okay, go. ( Hawks) -That was better. You got to work on it. -Really? Reallytry and hawk it up and get some bodyto it,you know? You got to... ( Snorting) ( Swallows) Mother. May I introduceJack Dawson? Charmed, I'm sure. The others were gracious andcurious abouttheman who hadsavedmylife butmymotherlookedathim likean insect-- a dangerous insect which mustbesquashedquickly. Well,Jack, sounds likeyou're a good man to have around in a sticky spot. ( TrumpetPlayingFanfare) Why do they always insist on announcing dinner like a damn cavalry charge? - ( Laughs) - Shall we go to dress, Mother? Seeyou at dinner,Jack. Uh, son? Son! Doyou have the slightest comprehension whatyou're doing? Not really. Well,you're about to go into the snake pit. What areyou planning to wear? I figured. Come on. I was right. You and my son arejust about the same size. Pretty close. - ( Whistles) - You shine up like a new penny. ( Laughs) Good evening, sir. ( Orchestra Playing "On TheBeautifuIBlueDanube") Good evening. Man: Hello. Cal: Doyou know that there are several thousand tons of Hockley steel in this very ship? - Ruth: Hmm. Which part? - Cal: All the right ones, ofcourse. Then we'll know who to hold accountable ifthere's a problem. - Where's my daughter? - Oh, she'll be along. - There is the countess. - Hello, my dear. - Good evening, Cal. - Cal: So good to seeyou. I saw that in a nickelodeon once and I always wanted to do it. ( Snickers) Ruth: I'll seeyou at dinner. Darling? Surely you remember Mr. Dawson. Dawson? ( Chuckles) Well, it's amazing. You could almost pass for a gentleman. - Almost. - Extraordinary. Ruth: My dear, it's delightful to seeyou. What a remarkable voyage this is. - It's mad, isn't it? - Ruth: I loveyour perfume. There's the Countess of Rothes. And, um, that'sJohnJacob Astor-- the richest man on the ship. His little wifeythere, Madeleine, is my age and in delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it? - Quite the scandal. - Hmm. And that's Benjamin Guggenheim and his mistress Madame Aubert. Mrs. Guggenheim is at home with the children, ofcourse. And over here we have Sir Cosmo and Lucille Lady Duff-Gordon. She designs naughty lingerie, among her manytalents. Very popularwith the royals. Congratulations, Hockley. She's splendid. Why, thankyou. - Care to escort a ladyto dinner? - Certainly. - ( Chuckling) - Sweat pea? - Cal: Sweet pea. - Ain't nothin' to it, is there,Jack? Remember, they love money, sojust pretend likeyou own a gold mine... and you're in the club. - Hey, Astor! - Well, hello, Molly. Nice to seeyou. J.J. Madeleine, I'd likeyou to meetJack Dawson. - How doyou do? - Pleasure. Hello,Jack. Areyou ofthe Boston Dawsons? No-- the Chippewa Falls Dawsons, actually. Oh,yes. Yes. Hemusthave been nervous, butheneverfaltered. Theyassumed he wasone ofthem-- Heir to a railroadfortune, perhaps. Newmoney, obviously, butstilla memberofthe club. Mother, ofcourse, couldalways be countedupon. Tell us ofthe accommodations in steerage, Mr. Dawson. I hearthey're quite good on this ship. The best I've seen, ma'am. Hardly any rats. ( Laughter) Mr. Dawson isjoining us from the third class. He was ofsome assistance to myfiancee last night. It turns out that Mr. Dawson is quite a fine artist. He was kind enough to show me some of his worktoday. Rose and I differ somewhat in our definition offine art. Not to impugn yourwork, sir. ( Clears Throat) Ismay: She may be mine on paper but in the eyes ofGod, she belongs to Thomas Andrews. ( Whispering): Are these all for me? Just start from the outside and workyourway in. He knows every rivet in her, don'tyou, Thomas? - Your ship is a wonder, truly. - Thankyou, Rose. - And how doyou takeyour caviar, sir? - No caviarfor me, thanks. Never did like it much. And where, exactly, doyou live, Mr. Dawson? Well, right now, my address is the R.M.S. Titanic. Afterthat, I'm on God's good humor. And how is it you have means to travel? I work myway from place to place-- You know, tramp steamers and such. But I won myticket on Titanic here at a lucky hand at poker. A very lucky hand. - All life is a game of luck. - Mmm. A real man makes his own luck, Archie. - Right, Dawson? - Mmm. And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, doyou? Well,yes, ma'am, I do. I mean, got everything I need right here with me. Got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's going to happen orwho I'm going to meet, where I'm going to wind up. Just the other night, I was sleeping under a bridge, and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. - ( Laughter) - I'll take some more ofthat. I figure life's a gift, and I don't intend on wasting it. You never know what hand you're going to get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes atyou. Hereyou go, Cal. To make each day count. - Well said,Jack. - Hear, hear! To making it count. - All: To making it count. - Archie: Bravo. ( MollyLaughing) Mr. Brown had no idea I'd hidden the money in the stove. ( Laughter) So he comes home drunk as a pig, celebrating and he lights a fire. ( Laughter) ( Softly): Next it'll be brandies in the smoking room. Archie: Well,join me in a brandy, gentlemen? ( MenAgree) Now they retreat into a cloud ofsmoke and congratulate each other on being masters ofthe universe. Ladies, thankyou for the pleasure ofyour company. Rose, may I escortyou backto the cabin? - No, I'll stay here. - Hereyou go, Molly. Archie: Joining us, Dawson? You don't want to stay out here with the women, doyou? No, thanks. I've got to be heading back. - Ah. - Probably best. It'll be all business and politics, that sort ofthing-- Wouldn't interestyou. But Dawson, good ofyou to come. Jack, mustyou go? Time for me to go row with the other slaves. Good night, Rose. ( Clock BeginsChiming) ( Sighs) Soyou want to go to a real party? - ( Drums Pounding, Men Whooping) - ( PlayingLively Tune) Is okay I put my hand here? Okay. - Talla frikkensvenska? - What? ( Repeats Phrase) I can't understand you. ( GlassShatters) Hey! Bravo, bravo! - Thankyou. Come on, guys. - Let's go! I'm going to dance with her now, all right? - Come on. - What? - Come with me. - What?Jack--Jack, wait! - ( BandPlayingAtFast Tempo) - I can't do this. We're going to have to get a little bit closer. Like this. - ( PipesAndDrums PlayingDance Tune) - You're still my best girl, Cora. - I don't know the steps. - Neither do l. Just go with it. Don't think. - ( Laughing) - Hey. ( RoseSquealing With Delight) Wait,Jack,Jack! Wait! Stop,Jack! - Ba-ba-ba. - ( Dancers Whooping) - Rose: Wait! - Hey! Hey! ( Whooping) -Jack: Yeah! -Jack, no! Whaaa! ( Squeals, Giggling) ...jurisdiction ofthe Sherman Act so my lawyers will argue. That's what Rockefeller said, but the Supreme Court is not swallowing it. ( MenShoutingAndCheering, DrumsAndPipes Playing) What? You think a first-class girl can't drink? - ( Squeals) - Get out of here. - You all right? - ( Laughing) - I'm fine. - ( Growls) Two out ofthree, two out ofthree. So... you thinkyou're big, tough men? Let's seeyou do this. Hold this for me,Jack. Hold it up. Ow! ( Laughing) -Jesus, Mary andJoseph! - You all right? I haven't done that in years. Go see Maggie, lads. Give herthe holley! Let's go! Musicians: Ho! Coffee, sir? I had hoped you would come to me last night. I was tired. Your exertions below decks were no doubt exhausting. I seeyou had that undertaker ofa manservant follow me. How typical. You will never behave like that again, Rose. Doyou understand? I'm not a foreman in one ofyour mills thatyou can command. I'm yourfiancee. Myfiancee? Myfiancee?!! Yes,you are, and mywife! Mywife in practice if notyet by law, soyou will honor me. You will honor me the way a wife is required to honor a husband. Because I will not be made out a fool, Rose. Is this in anyway unclear? - No. - Good. Excuse me. Miss Rose! - We had a little... accident. - That's all right, Miss Rose. - That's all right. - I'm sorry, Trudy. Let me helpyou. It's all right, miss. It's all right, miss. - Tea, Trudy. - Yes, ma'am. You're not to see that boy again, doyou understand me? - Rose, I forbid it. - Oh, stop it, Mother. You'll giveyourself a nosebleed. This is not a game. Our situation is precarious. You know the money's gone. Ofcourse I know it's gone. You remind me every day. Yourfather left us nothing but a legacy of bad debts hidden by a good name. That name is the only card we have to play. I don't understand you. It is a fine match with Hockley. - It will ensure our survival. - How can you put this on my shoulders? - Why areyou being so selfish? - I'm being selfish? Doyou want to see me working as a seamstress? Is that whatyou want? To see ourfine things sold at auction? Our memories scattered to the winds? ( Sighs) It's so unfair. Ofcourse it's unfair. We're women. Our choices are never easy. Hmm? Congregation: " Protect them byThy guardian hand " " From every peril on the land. " " O spirit, whom the Father sent " "To spread across the firmament " " O wind of heaven, byThy might " " Save all who dare the eagle's flight " "And keep them byThywatchful... " - Hello, Mr. Andrews. - Hello,Jack. - Sir. - I need to talkto somebodyfor a sec. You're not supposed to be in here. " ...fire and foe Protect them... " I wasjust here last night. You don't remember me? No, I'm afraid I don't. Nowyou're going to have to turn around. He'll tell you. I just-- I just need-- Mr. Hockley and Mrs. Dewitt Bukater continue to be appreciative ofyour assistance. They asked me to, uh... giveyou this in gratitude. - I don't wantyour money. Please, l-- - And also to remind you... thatyou hold a third-class ticket and thatyour presence here is no longer appropriate. Please, I just want to speakto Rose for-- Gentlemen, will you please see that Mr. Dawson gets to where he belongs and that he stays there? Yes, sir. Come along,you. " Oh, hear us when we cryto Thee " " Forthose in peril on the sea. " Ruth: And why doyou have two steering wheels? We really only use this near shore. Excuse me, sir. Another ice warning. This one's from the Noordam. Thankyou, Sparks. Oh, not to worry. Quite normal forthis time ofyear. In fact, we're speeding up. I'vejust ordered the last boilers lit. Man: Okay, son, wind it up tight like I showed you. Okay, now, let it go. - Was good, wasn't it? - Quite nice. That's excellent, son. Rose: Mr. Andrews, forgive me... I did the sum in my head and with the number of lifeboats times the capacityyou mentioned forgive me, but it seems that there are not enough for everyone aboard. About half, actually. Rose,you miss nothing, doyou? ln fact, I put in these new type davits which can take an extra row of boats inside this one but it was thought by some that the deckwould looktoo cluttered so I was overruled. Waste ofdeck space as it is on an unsinkable ship. Sleep soundly,young Rose. I have built you a good ship, strong and true. She's all the lifeboatyou need. Just keep heading aft. The next stop will be the engine room. Come on. Jack, this is impossible. I can't seeyou. - I need to talktoyou. - No,Jack, no. Jack, I'm engaged. I'm marrying Cal. I love Cal. Rose,you're no picnic. All right,you're a spoiled little brat, even but underthatyou're the most amazingly astounding wonderful girl-- woman-- that I've ever known and... -Jack, l... - No, let me try and get this out. You're,you're ama-- I'm not an idiot. I know how the world works. I've got ten bucks in my pocket. I have nothing to offeryou and I know that. I understand. But I'm too involved now. Youjump, I jump, remember? I can't turn away without knowingyou'll be all right. That's all that I want. Well, I'm fine. I'll be fine, really. Really? I don't think so. They've gotyou trapped, Rose and you're going to die ifyou don't breakfree-- Maybe not right away becauseyou're strong, but sooner or laterthat fire that I love aboutyou, Rose... that fire is going to burn out. It's not up toyou to save me,Jack. You're right. Onlyyou can do that. I'm going back. Leave me alone. Countess: Tell Lucille about the disasteryou had with the stationer's. Well, ofcourse, the invitations had to be sent back twice. - Oh, my dear! - And the dreadful bridesmaid's gowns-- Let me tell you what an odyssey that has been. Rose decided she wanted lavender. She knows I detest the color, so she did it onlyto spite me. Lucille: lfonlyyou'd come to me sooner. Ruth saw some of my designs in "La Mode Illustree." Theywere forTrousseau ofthe Duchess of Malborough'syoungest daughter. Theywere quite charming, but I think you'll agree, my dear, that together we've created something ofa phoenix from the ashes. ( Women Laugh Politely) Hello,Jack. I changed my mind. - They said you might be-- - Shh. Give meyour hand. Now closeyour eyes. Go on. Step up. Now hold on to the railing. - Keepyour eyes closed, don't peek. - I'm not. Step up onto the rail. Hold on. Hold on. Keepyour eyes closed. - ( Giggles) - Doyou trust me? I trustyou. All right, open your eyes. I'm flying!Jack! ( Softly): " Come,Josephine, myflying machine " " Going up, she goes " " Up, she goes... " That was the last time Titanic ever saw daylight. So we're up to dusk the night ofthe sinking. - Six hours to go. - Incredible. There's Smith and he's standing there and he's got the iceberg warning... in his fucking hand-- excuse me-- his hand, and he's ordering more speed. working against him. He figures anything big enough to sinkthe ship they're going to see in time to turn but the ship's too big with too small a rudder. Doesn't cornerworth a damn. Everything he knows is wrong. ( Laughing) It's quite proper, I assureyou. This is the sitting room. - Will this light do? - What? Don't artists need good light? ( ln French Accent): That is true but I'm not used to working in such horrible conditions. Monet! - Doyou know his work? - Ofcourse. Look at his use ofcolor here. Isn't he great? I know, it's extraordinary. Cal insists on carting this hideous thing everywhere. Should we be expecting him anytime soon? Not as long as the cigars and brandy hold out. - That's nice. - What is it, a sapphire? A diamond, a very rare diamond. Jack, I wantyou to draw me like one ofyour French girls... wearing this. All right. Wearing onlythis. The last thing I need is another picture of me Iooking like a porcelain doll. As a paying customer... I expect to get what I want. Over on the bed-- the couch. Go... Iie down. - Tell me when it looks right. - Putyour arm backthe way it was. Right. Put that other arm up, that hand right byyourface there. Right. Now, head down. Eyes to me, keep them on me. And tryto stay still. ( Exhales) So serious. I believeyou are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing. He does landscapes. Just relaxyourface. - Sorry. - No laughing. ( Exhales) My heart was pounding the whole time. It was the most erotic moment of my life. Up until then, at least. - So what happened next? - You mean, did we do it? Sorry, to disappointyou, Mr. Bodine. Jackwas very professional. Thankyou. ( RoseLaughing) Whatyou doing? Will you put this back in the safe for me? Mm-hmm. Would you excuse me? - None ofthe stewards have seen her. - This is absurd. It's a ship, there's only so many places she could be. Lovejoy, find her. - Clear. - Yes. I don't think I've ever seen such a flat calm. Like a mill pond. Not a breath ofwind. It will make the bergs harderto see with no breaking water at the base. Hmm. Well, I'm off. Maintain speed and heading, Mr. Lightoller. Yes, sir. It's getting cold. You look nice. - ( KnockAtDoor) - Lovejoy: Miss Rose? My drawings! ( DoorCloses) Come on! - No, wait, wait! - Wait, wait, wait! Go, go! Down, down! Rose: Quickly, quickly! ( Giggling) Bye! - Sorry! - ( Giggling) - It's all right! - ( Laughing) Prettytough for a valet, this fellow. - Seems more like a cop. - I think he was. -Jack: Oh, shit. - ( RoseScreams) No, over here! Quick! ( BoilerBlasting) - Now what?! - What?! Hold up! What'reyou two doing down here? You shouldn't be down here! It could be dangerous! Jack: Carry on! Don't mind us. You're doing a greatjob! Keep up the good work! Ah, lookwhat we have here, huh? ( Rose Clears Throat) Thankyou. - ( Honks Horn ) - Where to, miss? To the stars. You nervous? No. Putyour hands on me,Jack. Crewman: God, it's bloody cold. You know, I can smell ice, you know, when it's near. - Bollocks. - But I can, all right! Murdoch: Did you everfind those binoculars forthe lookouts? Haven't seen them since Southampton. Well, I'll be on my rounds. Cheerio. You're trembling. Don't worry. I'll be all right. - They ran down there. - Right. Lovejoy: Anything missing? I've got a better idea. Gotcha! ( RoseLaughing) ( Laughing) Did you see those guys' faces? Did you see the... When the ship docks... I'm getting offwith you. This is crazy. I know. It doesn't make any sense. That's why I trust it. ( Quietly): Oh,yes. Here, look at this. Oh, look at that, would you? - They're a bit warmerthan we are. - Well, ifthat's what it takes for us to get warmer I'd rather not, if it's all the same toyou. - Bugger me! - ( Alarm Bell Clanging) - ( PhoneRings) - Pick up,you bastards! ( PhoneRinging) - Is there anyone there? - Yes, what doyou see? - Iceberg! Right ahead! - Thankyou. Iceberg! Right ahead! Hard to starboard! Crewman: Hard to starboard! - ( Ringing) - Crewman: Turn, turn! Steady! - ( Ringing) - ( Bell Clangs ) Full astern! - Hard over. - Helm's hard over, sir. - ( Ringing) - Go, lads! Go! ( Men Yelling OutOrders) Shut all the dampers! Shut them! ( DampersSlamming) Hold it. Hold it! Now, engage the reversing engine! ( EngineStops) ( EngineRestarts) Why aren't theyturning?! - Is it hard over?! - Crewman: It is,yes, sir, hard over! ( Softly): Come on, come on, come on. Turn. Yes. It's going to hit! Jesus Christ. ( Glass Tinkling) - ( Softly):Jesus. - Hard to port! Crewman: Hard to port! ( MenScreaming) Get back! ( Screaming) - ( Hissing) - ( Screams) - ( MetaIDoors Closing) - Come on, let's go! Get out the door! They're closing the doors! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out the door! Go on! Go on! Come on, lads! Go, lads, go! Get out! ( Screams) ( DoorsSlamming) ( Softly): Oh, my God. That was a close shave, weren't it? Smell ice, can you? Bleeding Christ. Note the time and enter it in the log. What was that, Mr. Murdoch? An iceberg, sir. I put her hard to starboard and ran the engines full astern but it was too close. I tried to port round it but she hit and the... - Close the watertight doors. - Murdoch: The doors are closed, sir. - All stop. - Crewman: Aye, sir! ( Ringing) Find the carpenter. Get him to sound the ship. Yes, sir! Fabrizio: Porca puttana! Che cazzo e? Come on, let's get the hell out of here! Come on, hurry up. Excuse me. Why have the engines stopped? I felt a shudder. I shouldn't worry, madam. We've likelythrown a propeller blade. That's the shudderyou felt. May I bringyou anything? No, thankyou. Man: Did you see anything? Man: I don't see anything now, doyou? ( Commotion) Ifthis is the direction the rats are going that's good enough for me. Crewman: Please, sir, please. Everything's under control. - You there. - Sir, there is no emergency. - Yes, there is, I have been robbed. - Get the master-at-arms. - Now,you moron! - Yes, sir. ( Men Laughing) Hey,you're going to miss the fun. Did you see what happened? No, I missed it. Apparently, it hit overthere. Crewman: Boiler room six is flooded eight feet above the plate. And the mail hold is worse. She's all buckled in in the forward hold. - Can you shore up? - Not unless the pumps get ahead. Haveyou seen the damage in the mail hold? - No, she's already underwater. - This is bad. We should tell Mother and Cal. I thinkthey're very good, sir. Don't touch anything. I want the entire room photographed. Rose: Just keep holding my hand. We've been looking foryou, miss. Rose ( Sighs): Well, here we go. Something serious has happened. Yes, it has. Indeed. Two things dearto me have disappeared this evening. Now that one is back I have a pretty good idea where to find the other. - Search him. - Takeyour coat off, sir. - Now what? - Come on. Cal, what areyou doing? We're in the middle ofan emergency. What's going on? - Is this it? - That's it. This is horseshit! - Don'tyou believe it, Rose. Don't! - He couldn't have. Ofcourse he could. It's easy enough for a professional. But I was with him the whole time. This is absurd. Perhaps he did it whileyou were putting your clothes back on, dear. Real slick, Cal. Rose, they put it in my pocket. - Shut up. - It isn't even your pocket, is it, son? Property ofA. L. Ryerson. - That was reported stolen today. - I just borrowed it. - I was going to return it. - We have an honest thief here, do we? You know I didn't do this, Rose. You know it. Don'tyou believe them, Rose. You know I didn't do it. - Come on, let's go. - You know I didn't do it, Rose. Rose! Come on, son. There's a good lad. - Come on. - You know I didn't do it! You know me! Ismay: Most unfortunate, Captain. Water... 1 4 feet above the keel in ten minutes-- In the forepeak, in all three holds and in the boiler room six. - That's right, sir. - When can we get underway, damn it? That's five compartments. She can stay afloat with the first four compartments breached but not five-- not five. As she goes down bythe head the water will spill overthe tops of bulkheads at E deckfrom one to the next. Back and back. There's no stopping it. The pumps-- Ifwe opened the doors-- The pumps buyyou time, but minutes only. From this moment, no matterwhat we do Titanicwill founder. But this ship can't sink. She's made of iron, sir. I assureyou, she can... and she will. It is a mathematical certainty. How much time? An hour. Two at most. And how many aboard, Mr. Murdoch? Well, I believeyou may get your headlines, Mr. Ismay. Oh, it is a little slut, isn't it? Will you look at me when I'm talking toyou. ( KnockAtDoor) - Mr. Hockley? - Not now, we're busy. Sir, I've been told to askyou to please put on your lifebelts and come up to-- I said not now. I'm sorryto inconvenienceyou, Mr. Hockley, but it's Captain's orders. Now, please, dress warmly. It's quite cold out tonight. Now, may I suggest topcoats and hats. - This is ridiculous. - Not to worry, miss. I am sure it'sjust a precaution. Everybody up! Lifebelts on! - ( MenScreaming Orders) - What's heyelling about? Everybody up! Putyour lifebelts on! - What's the ruckus? -Just putyour lifebelts on! Crewman: C.QD.? Sir? That's right-- C.QD. The distress call. That's our position. ( Sighs) Tell whoever responds that we're going down bythe head. We need immediate assistance. Blimey. Keep lowering! Keep lowering! ( Crewman Yelling OutOrders) Mr. Wilde! Mr. Wilde, where are the passengers? We moved them back inside. It's too damn cold and noisyforthem. You there! (Blows Whistle) Get down here and help with these lines. ( Orchestra Playing "Alexander's RagtimeBand") ( People Conversing) Care for a drink, sir? - Crewman: Please putyour lifebelts on. - Hey, sonny, what's doing? You got us all trussed up here and now we're cooling our heels. Sorry, ma'am. Let me go and find out. I don't think anybody knows what the hell's going on around here. It's the goddamned English doing everything bythe book. There's no need for language, Mr. Hockley. Go back and turn the heaters on in our rooms. I'd like a cup oftea when I return. Yes, ma'am. Mr. Andrews. I saw the iceberg and I see it in your eyes. Please tell me the truth. The ship will sink. - You're certain. - Yes, in an hour or so.... all this will be at the bottom ofthe Atlantic. - What? - Please, tell onlywhoyou must? I don't want to be responsible for a panic and get to a boat quickly, don't wait. You rememberwhat I told you about the boats? Yes. I understand. Over here, sir. Sir, they need you up in the second-class purser's office. - There's a big mob up there. - Go on, I'll keep an eye on him. Aye, right. Sir! Carpathia says they're making 1 7 knots. Full steam forthem, sir. She's the only one responding? The only one close, sir. She says they can be here in four hours. Four hours? Thankyou, Bride. ( Softly): My God. ( Crewmen Yelling OutOrders) Sir! We are swung out and ready, sir. Hadn't we better get the women and children into the boat, sir? - Yes, we do. - Sir? Women and children first. Yes. Yes, sir. Crewman ( Yelling): Ladies and gentlemen,your attention please! Step this way, please. That's right. Come towards me. Thankyou. Good. Forthe time being, I shall require onlywomen and children. Man: Right here. All right, boys, like the captain said nice and cheery so there's no panic. "Wedding Dance." ( Orchestra BeginsPlaying) Lifebelts on! Here, putyour lifebelts on. Putyour lifebelts on. Here, putyour lifebelt on. Here, come on, here. ( Commotion) Crewman: It isn't time to go up to the boatsyet. Please stay calm. Look, please, make sure, everybody, you've gotyour lifebelts on and gentlemen, allow the women and children through to the front. - What are we doing, Mommy? - We'rejust waiting, dear. When they're finished putting the first-class people in the boats... they'll start with us and we'll want to be all ready, won't we? ( MenArguing) Go and get some help. Lower away! Left and right together! Steady! Both sides together. Steady! Steady! Steady! Stop! Stop! - ( Screaming) - Hold the left side! Right side only! Right side only! Right side only! Hold the left side! Right side down! Lower awaytogether! Steady, lads! ( Explosion) ( Passengers Gasp ) You know, I do believe this ship may sink. I've been asked to giveyou this small token ofour appreciation. Compliments of Mr. Caledon Hockley. Come on, sister,you heard the man-- into the boat. Any room for a gentleman, gentlemen? Crewman: Onlywomen at this time, sir. Will the lifeboats be seated according to class? I hope they're not too crowded. Oh, Mother, shut up! Don'tyou understand? The water is freezing and there aren't enough boats. Not enough by half. Halfthe people on this ship are going to die. Not the better half. Come on, Ruth, get in the boat. First-class seats are right up here. You know, it's a pity I didn't keep that drawing. It'll be worth a lot more by morning. You unimaginable bastard. Molly: Come on, Rose, darling. There's plenty of room foryou. Come on, Rose. You're next, darling. Come into the boat, Rose. - Come. - Rose, get into the boat. Rose. Good-bye, Mother. Rose! Rose, come back here! Where areyou going? To him? To be a whore to a gutter rat? I'd rather be his whore than yourwife. No. No! - I said no! - ( Hawking) Ruth: Rose! Please stop! Crewman: And lower away! - Rose! - Man the tiller! - No, wait! - Lower away! - Rose! - Lowertogether! Help! Can anybody hear me? ( BangingPipe) Hello, help me! ( Distantly): Help me! Can anybody hear me? Somebody help me, please! Rose: Mr. Andrews? - Steward, checkthe starboard corridor. - Yes, Mr. Andrews. Madam, please put on a lifebelt. Get to the boat deck immediately. Lucy, for God's sake, put on your lifebelt. - Set a good example. - Yes, sir. - Anyone in here? - Mr. Andrews? Mr. Andrews, thank God. Where would the master-at-arms take someone under arrest? What? You have to get to a boat right away. No! I'm doing this with orwithoutyour help, sir, but without will take longer. Take the elevatorto the bottom. Go to the left down the crewman's passage. Then go right and left again at the stairs. You'll come to a long corridor. - This could be bad. - (WaterGurgling) Oh, shit. Oh, shit! ( Struggling) - Excuse me, thankyou. - Crewman: The lifts are closed. - Woman: I do not care... - The lifts are-- I'm sorry, miss, but the lifts are closed. I'm through being polite, goddamn it! Now take me down! E deck. Come on. Oh, come on. ( Yells) ( Screams) - I'm going back up! - No! No, no! Come back! I'm going back up. I'm going back up! Crew passage. Crew passage. ( BreathingHard) Jack? Jack? Jack?! -Jack? - Rose! Jack?! Rose, I'm in here! I'm in here. -Jack?! - I'm in here. -Jack?! - Rose! Jack!Jack! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. - That guy Lovejoy put it in my pocket. - I know, I know, I know, I know. Listen, Rose,you're going to have to find a spare key, all right? Look in that cabinet right there. It's a little silver one, Rose. Silver. - These are all brass ones! - Check right here, Rose. Rose... how did you find out I didn't do it? I didn't. I just realized I already knew. - Keep looking. - Oh. No key. There's no key! All right, Rose, listen. You're going to have to go find some help. It'll be all right. I'll be right back. I'lljust wait here. Hello, is there anyone here? Hello? ls there anybody down here? We need help! Hello! Damn it. Can anybody hear me? Please, hello! Hello! Oh, thank God. Wait, please, I need your help. There's a man back here and-- Wait! Hello? ( LoudRumbling) ( RoseBreathingHard) - Hello? - Ah, miss,you shouldn't be here now. - Please, I need your help. - This way, quickly. There is a man down here and he is trapped. Please. - There's no need to panic. - No, I'm not panicking. You're going the wrong way! Let go of me, listen! - To hell with you. - Oh! ( Ship Creaking) ( Softly): Oh, my God... - ( Explosion) - ( Crackling) ( Gasping) ( LoudRumbling) -Jack! - Rose! - Will this work? - I guess we'll find out. Come on. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Try a couple of practice swings overthere. All right. Good, now tryto hit the same mark again, Rose. You can do it. Okay, that's enough practice. Come on, Rose, you can do it. Listen. Just hit it really hard and reallyfast. Wait, open your hands up a little more. - Like that? - Right. Listen, Rose, I trustyou. Go! -( Clang) -( Gasps) ( ScreamingAndLaughing) You did it! Come on, let's go. Oh, shit, this is cold. Oh, shit! Shit, shit. - This is the way out. - We have to find anotherway. Come on. - Tiller: Pull. - (Orchestra Playing) Pull! Putyour backs into it, pull! ( DistantShouting) Pull! Now, there's something you don't see every day. Pull! ( DistantExplosion) ( Shouting) Crewman: What's this luggage doing here? - Get rid of it, we need the room. - (Crewman Giving Orders) ( Crying) Keep calm. No! -Lovejoy. -She's not on the starboard side either. We're running out oftime and this strutting martinet isn't letting any men on at all. There's one on the other side letting men on. Well, then, that's our play. We'll need some insurance first. Come on. - ( Pounding) - This way. - All the way down here. - (Jack Yelling) Steward: Here! What doyou thinkyou're doing? You'll have to payforthat,you know. That's White Star Line property. Both: Shut up! Will you hold the boat a moment? I just have to run backto my room-- Sit down! She's the last. All right to lower. Mr. Lightoller, why are the boats being launched halffull? - Not now, Mr. Andrews. - There, look, 20 or so in a boat built for 65, and I saw one boat with only 1 2-- 1 2! Well, we weren't sure ofthe weight, Mr. Andrews. These boats may buckle. Rubbish! Theywere tested in Belfast with the weight of70 men! Now, fill these boats, Mr. Lightoller, for God's sake, man! Please, I need more women and children, please. Crewman: Get back in there. This is not an exit. Get back in there. This is not an exit. You can't keep us locked in here like animals. The ship's bloody sinking! Bring forward the women! Unlockthe gates. Women only! No men! ( Shouting) Get back! Lockthe gates! Get them back from those gates! Don't touch the gates! For God's sake, man, there are women and children down here! Let us up so we can have a chance! Get back! -Jack! - Tommy! - Can we get out? - It's hopeless that way! Whateverwe do, we've got to do it fast. -Jack! - Fabrizio! - The boats are all gone. - The whole place is flooding. - There is nientethis way. - All right. Let's go this way, all right? Come on. - I make my own luck. - So do l. - Come on! - No, come on. Let's go this way. - (Crying) - (SpeakingArabic) - This way. - Steward:Just go back to the main stairwell and everything will be sorted out there. Man: Hell, it will. It will all get sorted out backthere. Go backto the main stairwell. - Open the gate. - Go back down the main stair. - Open the gate right now! - Go back down the main stair... Iike I told you. - Goddamn it! Son ofa bitch! - Stop that. Man: Open the damn gate! Open it! Fabri, Tommy, give me a hand here! Rose: Move aside. Move aside. Come on, pull! Pull! Pull! - Move aside! - Steward: Put that down. - Move aside! - One! Two! - Stop that! - Three! ( Screaming) Again! ( Screaming) Jack: Let's go! -Jack: Let's go, Rose. - You can't go up there. You can't do this! Lightoller: Keep order here. Back, back, back. ( Screaming) Hold on to her! Pull her in! Get back I say or I'll shootyou all like dogs. Keep order here! Keep order, I say. Mr. Lowe, man this boat. Lowe: Right, is everybody all right? Nobody panic. - Crewman: Stay back! - We're too late. There are more boats down the front. Staywith this one-- Murdoch. He seems to be quite practical. ( WomenScreaming) Lowe: Sit down! Stay back,you lot. Stay back! Stay back, the lot ofyou! Stay back! - ( Gunshots) - It's starting to fall apart. We don't have much time. - Mr. Murdoch? - Mr. Hockley. You two, with me, now. I'm a businessman, asyou know and I have a business proposition foryou. Crewman: Easy now. All together. Lower away, lower away. Jack: Come on, Rose. The boats are gone! Colonel, are there any boats on that side? No, miss, but there are a couple of boats all the wayforward. This way, I'll lead you. ( PlayingFinaIChord) What's the use? Nobody's listening to us anyway. Well, they don't listen to us at dinner either. Come on, let's play. Keep us warm. "Orpheus." ( PlayingFastMusic From "Orpheus ln The Underworld") Music to drown by. Now I know I'm in first class. - Where is everyone? - They're all still aft, sir. We have an understanding then, Mr. Murdoch? ( EveryoneShouting) ( Gunshots) Women and children only! Get back! Step back, sir. Come through, madam. This way. Step back, sir. You'd better check the other side. Go! Crewman: Any more women and children? Any children? I found her on the other side waiting for a boat... with him. - Any more women and children? - They're all aboard, Mr. Murdoch. Anyone else, then? Anyone else? Hurry along. Stand bythe falls. ( Softly): Oh, goddamn it all to hell. - Shit. - Fire! Sir! Sir,you can't go through here. Sir,you can't go through. Yes,yes, splendid. Right. Murdoch: Prepare to lower! Ready on the left. Take them down. Keep it steady. Both sides together, steady. Keep it steady. - Give herto me. - Girl: Daddy. Man: It'll be fine, darling. Don'tyou worry. It's good-bye for a little while. Onlyfor a little while. There'll be another boat forthe daddies. This boat's forthe mummies and the children. You hold Mummy's hand and be a good little girl. - I'm not going withoutyou. - No,you have to go... now! - No,Jack. - Get in the boat, Rose! - No,Jack. - Yes, get on the boat. Yes, get on the boat, Rose. My God, look atyou. You look a fright. Here. Put this on. Come. - Go on, I'll get the next one. - No, not withoutyou. Jack: I'll be all right. Listen, I'll be fine. I'm a survivor, all right? Don't worry about me. -Jack: Now go on, get on. - I have an arrangement with an officer on the other side ofthe ship. Jack and I can get offsafely, both of us. See? Got my own boat to catch. Cal: Now, hurry. They're almost full. - Step aboard, miss. - Cal: Come on, hurry. - Step aboard, please. - Man: Be Daddy's good girl. - Step lively. - Crewman: Keep back, keep back, I say. Clearthe row, please. Lower away! ( Passengers Gasp ) Crewman: Slowly. Keep going. Keep going. And lower away evenly, lads. Easy. Lower away. - You're a good liar. - Almost as good asyou. Crewman: Easy now... and lower away. There's no, uh-- There's no arrangement, is there? No, there is. Not thatyou'll benefit much from it. I always win,Jack... one way or another. Crewman: Easy. Even, lads. Keep going, keep going. - Rose! - (Passengers Yelling) - Stop her! -Jack: Rose, what areyou doing? - Cal: Stop her! - No! Rose. You're so stupid. Why'd you do that? You're so stupid, Rose. Why did you do that? Why? Youjump, I jump, right? Right. Oh, God, I couldn't go. I couldn't go,Jack. It's all right. We'll think ofsomething else. - Rose: At least I'm with you. - We'll think ofsomething. Come on! ( Gunshot) Come on, move! - Come on. - (Gunshot, RoseScreams) Move! - ( Gunshot) - ( Screams) Come on, Come on, Rose. Come on. -( Gunshot) - Rose, come on! - (Gunshot) - Move, Rose! - ( Gunshot) - Go! ( Grunts ln Despair) ( MetaIGroaning) I hopeyou enjoy yourtime together. ( Chuckles) What could possibly be funny? I put the diamond in the coat. And I put the coat on her! Come on. ( Dishes Clinking) ( Child Yelling) ( Screaming) We can't leave him. All right, come on. ( Wailing) ( ChildScreaming) Go back! ( Yellingln Czech ) It's the wrong way! Come back! ( RoseAndJack Yelling ForMan To Stop ) Go! ( Water Thundering) -Jack! - Rose! ( Groaning) This way. Come on. Give meyour hand. Oh, God! Help! Rose: Help! Wait, sir, open the gate, please. Please. Please. Help us. Please! Bloody hell. - Come on, come on! - Come on! - Go, go! -Jesus. Please. Come on. Hurry! Come on! I'm sorry, I dropped the keys. Wait! Please! Don't leave, please! Get more help! No! I got them. Which one is it, Rose? The sharp one, trythe sharp one. Hurry,Jack. - Oh, no! - Hurry,Jack. - It's stuck. - Hurry. - It's stuck. - Hurry,Jack! Hurry! ( Screaming) I got it, I got it! Go! Go, Rose! Go, go! Jack!Jack, come on! Move, move! Crewman: Keep on rocking. Oars in place. Get an oar under it. Murdoch: Women and children only, damn you. Crewman: Hold it, hold it. ( Men Yelling) Get these davits cranked in. Then get the falls hooked up. Murdoch: Stay back. Child: Help me. ( Crying) Keep going up. Murdoch: Stop pushing! Stay back! Will you give us a chance to live, you limey bastard? I'll shoot any man who tries to get past me. Get back! - Bastard! - Get back! We had a deal, damn you. Your money can't saveyou any more than it can save me. Get back. Crewman: Women and children only! ( Gunshot) ( Gunshot) ( PassengersScreaming) Tommy! No, Tommy. Bastardo! Oh, no, oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, Tommy. - No, Will! - (Gunshot) Stand back, damn you. Get back, damn you. ( Screaming) - ( Child Crying) - I have a child. - Cal: I have a child. - Clear a path here. Please, I have a child. Please, I'm all she has in the world. Go on. Step back, step back, I say. - Please. - Woman: Here, give herto me. Give her here. - ( Child Wailing) - There, there. Wait, wait, wait. Mr. Andrews. Oh, Rose. Won'tyou even make a tryfor it? I'm sorrythat I didn't build you a stronger ship,young Rose. It's going fast. We have to move. Wait. Good lucktoyou, Rose. And toyou. Mr. Guggenheim. These are foryou, Mr. Guggenheim. No, thankyou. We are dressed in our best and are prepared to go down as gentlemen. But we would like a brandy. Capitan. Capitan, where should I go? Please. Crewman: Captain! Captain, sir. ( Orchestra StilIPlaying) Right, that's it, then. Good-bye, Wally, good luck. So long, old chap. ( BeginsPlaying "NearerMy God To Thee") (Joinsln ) ( Orchestra StilIPlaying) And so they lived happilytogetherfor 300years in the land ofTir Na Nog the land ofeternal youth and beauty. ( Playing "NearerMy God To Thee") ( CrewmenAndPassengers Yelling) There's no time! Cut those falls! Cut them, cut them ifyou have to! Crewman: I need a knife. I need a knife. Crewman: Cut her loose. Cut those bloodyfalls. ( PlayingLastNotes OfSong) Gentlemen, it has been a privilege playing with you tonight. ( People Screaming) ( Screaming) We have to stay on the ship as long as possible! Come on! Jack: This way. Overthe rail! Come on.Jump! Come on! ( Screaming) ( Gasping) Jack: I gotyou.Jump! ( Gasping) I've gotyou, miss! -Jack! -Jack: Come on! Cal: Get back! ( CablesSnapping) ( MetaIGroaning) No! You'll swamp us. ( HystericaIShrieking) Yea, though I walkthrough the valley ofthe shadow ofdeath... You want to walk a little faster through that valleythere? ( WildScreaming) Row! Pull together! ( Screams) Priest: Holy Mary, mother ofGod prayfor us sinners now and at the hour ofour death, amen. Hail Mary, full ofgrace - the Lord is with thee. - This way. Jack: Come on. Come on! ( Gasping) I saw a new heaven and a new earth when the first heaven and the first earth had passed away... - ( WomenScreaming) - and there was no more sea. ( Gasping) - Woman: Help me! - It'll be over soon. It'll all be over soon. Priest: And He shall dwell with them and they shall be His people and God Himself shall be with them... Jack, this is where we first met. And God shall wipe away all the tears from their eyes and there shall be no more death. Neither shall there be sorrow or crying. Neither shall there be any more pain forthe formerworld has passed away. ( Shattering) Bloody pull faster, and pull! ( People Screaming) ( Yelling) - Man: Hang on, Miss Trudy! - (Shrieking) ( Crashing, Shattering AndRumbling) ( Yells) ( Screams) Man: Help me! Please, save me! - Woman: Help! -Jack: Hold on real tight! ( Shriekingln Distance) ( WomanSobbing) ( Terrible Screaming And Yellingln Distance) God Almighty! Crewman: Get those breakers in! Keep them in! ( Crackling) ( Screams) - ( PanickedScreaming) - ( Ship Groaning) ( PlanksSplitting) ( EveryoneScreaming) ( Cries Out) We have to move! - Give meyour hand, I'll pull you over. - I can't! Come on, give meyour hand! I've gotyou. I won't let go. Come on, I've gotyou. - What's happening,Jack? - I don't know. I don't know. -Jack: Hold on! - Rose:Jack! That was close. Man: Help me, please! Someone help me, please! ( TerrifiedScreaming, Thudding) ( Man Yells) ( Panting) ( Lets GoAndScreams) Woman: Please help! Help! Help! Help! ( WomanScreamingForHelp ) This is it! Rose: Oh, God! Oh, God! - Hold on! - Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh! The ship is going to suck us down. Take a deep breath when I say. Kickforthe surface and keep kicking. Do not let go of my hand. We're going to make it, Rose. Trust me. I trustyou. Ready? Ready? Now! ( TakingDeep Breath ) ( Screaming) Jack!Jack! Jack! -Jack! - ( EveryoneScreaming) Jack.Jack! ( Rose's Calls DrownedOut ByDeafeningScreams) - ( Gasping) -Jack!Jack! No! -Jack! - Rose! Get off her! Get off her! - Rose! -Jack! Swim, Rose! I need you to swim! Keep swimming! - It's so cold! - Swim, Rose! Come on... here. Keep swimming. Come on. Here, get on it. Get on top. ( Gasping) - Come on, Rose. - ( Gasping) ( Rose Yells) - Stay on it. Stay on, Rose. -Jack. You'll be all right now. You'll be all right now. ( Whistle Blows) Crewman: Return the boats! - ( Both Shivering) - ( Whistle Blows) The boats are coming backfor us, Rose. Hold onjust a little bit longer. Crewman: Return the boats! They... had to row awayforthe suction, but now they'll be coming back. Woman: Come back! - For God's sake! - Please! - Help us! - Help us! ( FaintCries ln Distance) Come back! For God's sake! You don't understand. Ifwe go back, they'll swamp the boat. They'll pull us down, I'm tellingyou. Knock it off-- You're scaring me. Come on, girls-- Grab an oar, let's go! Man: Areyou out ofyour mind? We're in the middle ofthe North Atlantic! Now, doyou people want to live or doyou want to die? I don't understand a one ofyou. What's the matterwith you? It'syour men out there! - ( Crying) - There's plenty of room for more. And there'll be one less on this boat if you don't shut that hole in yourface! Woman ( ln Distance): Come back! ( Whistle Blowing, People ShoutingForHelp ) Man: Here, take this one. Lowe: Now bring in your oars overthere and tie these two boats together. Now make sure that's tied up nice and tight. Right, listen to me, men, we have to go back. I want to transfer all the women from this boat into that boat right now as quick asyou can, please. Let's get some space there. Move forward and aft. ( ScatteredMoaning) ( Shivering) It's getting quiet. ( Shivering) It'sjust going to take them a couple of minutes to get the boats organized. I don't know aboutyou but I intend to write a stronglyworded letter to the White Star Line about all this. ( ScatteredMoaning AndPleadingln Distance) I loveyou,Jack. Don'tyou do that. Don'tyou sayyour good-byes. Notyet. Doyou understand me? I'm so cold. Listen, Rose... you're going to get out of here. You're going to go on and you're going to make lots of babies and you're going to watch them grow. You're going to die an old... an old ladywarm in her bed. Not here. Not this night. Not like this. Doyou understand me? I can't feel my body. Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me. It brought me toyou... and I'm thankful forthat, Rose. - I'm thankful. - ( Crying) You must-- You must-- You must do me this honor-- You must promise me thatyou'll survive thatyou won't give up no matterwhat happens no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose and never let go ofthat promise. I promise. Never let go. I will never let go,Jack. ( Shivering) I'll never let go. - ( Kisses HerHand) - ( Both Shivering) Crewman: Right ahead, sir. Lowe: Oars! Doyou see any moving? No, sir. None moving, sir. Checkthem. Bring that oar up here. Checkthem, make sure. These are dead, sir. Now give way. Ahead easy. Careful with your oars. Don't hit them. ( Shouts): ls there anyone alive out there? ( FaintAndEchoing): Can anyone hear me? Is there anyone alive out there? We waited too long. Well, keep checking them, keep looking! Is there anyone alive out there? Can anyone hear me? ( RoseSingingSoftly AndHaltingly) ( SingingSoftly) "And it's up she goes. " " Up she goes. " ( ContinuesSinging) ( Lowe's Voice, GarbledAndSlow) Jack? Jack. Jack. Jack, there's a boat. Jack. Jack? Jack. Jack! Jack. ( Faltering): There's a boat,Jack. Jack? ( CryingSoftly) ( Weakly): Come back. Come back. ( Voices OfSearchers) Come back. Come back. Come back. ( Louder): Come back, come back. Hello! Can anyone hear me? There's nothing here, sir. Come back. Come back. I'll never let go. I promise. ( Sobbing) ( Grunting) ( Blowing Whistle Faintly) ( BlowingStronger) ( Faint Whistling) - ( Louder Whistling) - Come about! ( Blowing Whistle Loudly) ( WhistlingReverberates Faintly) when Titanicsankfrom under us. There were 20 boats floating nearby and only one came back. One. Sixwere saved from the water myself included. Six... out of 1 ,500. Afterward, the 700 people in the boats had nothing to do but wait-- wait to die, wait to live... wait for an absolution that would never come. Oh, sir, I don't thinkyou'll find any ofyour people down here. It's all steerage. Woman: His hair is reddish brown. Reddish brown. Reddish brown and a white beard. Woman: lsn't there another passenger list? - There's no other list. - Perhaps he's on another ship. - We're doing all we can, ma'am. - There's got to be another list! That's thelasttime leversawhim. Hemarried, ofcourse, andinheritedhis millions butthe crash of'29 hit his interests hard andheputapistol in his mouth thatyear or so I read. ( Rain Drizzling) Can I take your name please, love? Dawson. Rose Dawson. Thankyou. We neverfound anything onJack. There's no record of him at all. No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now. Not to anyone, not even your grandfather. A woman's heart is a deep ocean ofsecrets. But nowyou know there was a man namedJack Dawson and that he saved me in everyway that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now only in my memory. Man: Keldysh, Keldysh, Mir2 on ourwayto the surface. Brock: You know I was saving this forwhen I found the diamond. ( Man Givinglnstructions OverP.A. ) I'm sorry. Threeyears I've thought of nothing except Titanic but I never got it. I never let it in. " Every night in my dreams " " I seeyou " " I feel you " "That is how I know " "You go on " " Far across the distance " "And spaces between us " "You have come to show " "You go on " " Near" " Far" "Whereveryou are " " I believe that " "The heart does go on " " Once more " "You open the door" "And you're here in my heart " "And my heart will " " Go on and on " " Love can touchjust one time " "And last for a lifetime " "And never let go " "Till we're gone " " Love was when I loved you " " One true time I hold to " " ln my life we'll always " " Go on " " Near" " Far" "Whereveryou are " " I believe that " "The heart does go on " " Once more " "You open the door" "And you're here in my heart " "And my heart will " " Go on and on " "You're here " "There's nothing I fear" "And I know that " " My heart will go on " "We'll stay" " Foreverthis way" "You are safe in my heart " "And my heart will " " Go on and on " ( SongEnds)

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