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PTD in Seoul (2022) and some Asks

So, Permission To Dance on Stage in Seoul happened and wow were those three days eventful in general but also when it comes to vmin and namjin. I’m not sure which of those latter two surprised us more, though I’ll be the first to admit that I approached the concerts thinking we wouldn’t get any vmin and namjin only during Airplane Part 2 or the final bows. I was very wrong, surprisingly so.

But first, let’s talk about the concerts a bit more generally first in a more OT7 sense. None of this will be in any particular order.

I was curious to see how the Seoul shows would differ from those in LA, or the first Seoul online one, and was surprised to see that the stage design was a little different—can we please talk about the gorgeous stage design for FAKE LOVE with the hands and blooming Smeraldo flower? 

Whoever came up with the idea needs a raise or bonus. Though it brings to mind the lyrics of FAKE LOVE, I grew a flower that can’t be bloomed in a dream that can’t come true, and then adding to that the two whales during the encore, so Whalian 52 not being alone anymore, it does make you wonder what that means, doesn’t it?

The completely white ON outfits were changed and were now instead mixed with red and leaning more toward racer outfits, no more plunging neckline for JK either but instead some red fine mesh for Jimin that showed more than it covered. Admin 2 also insisted on mentioning just how devastatingly gorgeous Tae looked like in his Black Swan costume, which honestly, I wholeheartedly agree with.

Though, let’s be honest, the most memorable outfit moment was certainly JKs button giving up during FAKE LOVE on D3 with JK trying to fix it but after two tries simply giving up, laughing at it and continuing his performance basically with his whole chest exposed and a single button holding on for dear life. 

For Life Goes On the big moving sofa prop was replaced by a big camera graphic instead and a sequence of the members coming on stage in accordance to who sings when, the whole thing giving us adorable pictures and moments when it comes to JK with Jin as well as Jimin with Tae, and also wonderful OT7 pictures with ARMY in the background.

We also had Namjoon rapping not only off beat but also changing up the lyrics, something that would be incredibly challenging without music but that’s infinitely harder when you know the right beat, hear it through your in-ear along with a quieter version of yourself doing the rap right and yet ignoring all of it and thinking on the spot. Truly he proves, time and time again, just why people were already afraid of going against him in the underground scene when he was just 13/14 years old. We also saw more of Yoongi’s duality between delivering sharp rap verses (though he cutely seemed to forget part of his lines in one song on D1 I believe) and being the cutest fluff ball just goofing around with the other members, as well as Hobi looking stunning and showing off exactly why he’s the dance leader along with flawless verses and vocals during Spring Day on D3. 

We truly have the best rap line in the industry, no one can change my mind about that, ever.

Talking more generally, I loved the barely contained chaos we saw on all three days in the later halves of the concerts, the joy you could see on their faces as they dances and jumped around, had fun with each other and the audience even if there was no screaming or dancing. And even while it was pouring rain. Seeing Jimin and Yoongi slip on the wet stage and fall though was worrying though it seems like both are fine, which is a relief.

But, going back to the lack of cheers, it was easy to see that it did bother them and that they were struggling with the lack of the energy that usually gives them, after all they even said as much in their ments and posts after the concerts. The clappers were an interesting alternative so that K-ARMYs could at least make some kind of sound, even if the sound itself was…quite something and I’ve read a few posts by people who attended saying how at times the clappers drowned out the sound of the concert itself so it wasn’t necessarily the most ideal solution.

When it comes to the members, it was easy to see that, especially those that had COVID, struggled a bit at times with tiredness or to catch their breath, like during the first day when Tae had to just sit down or kneel a few times to catch his breath, or Jin while singing FAKE LOVE (?), though really, it makes sense. Subsequently from all the members, we both think that JK was the strongest and the one that seemed to “carry” the concerts the most, as in his stamina, energy and vocals seemed the strongest—though can we talk about that cute moment where Tae claimed he wrote Stay so JK told him to try and sing it and he did it absolutely wonderfully? Loved that—and you could really see how much he was trying to basically be everywhere at once, interact with all the members and also ARMY. He did a fantastic job and I’m truly in awe of how, between D1 and D2, he went both to boxing practice and also dance practice which stood in quiet the stark contrast to, for example, Jimin who said he’d simply slept for 12 hours. But, by D3, you could see they were exhausted toward the end, after all we even had Namjoon yawning during the ending ments, and being teased and called out for it by the members which was just so funny!

Still, overall, they did a great job with all three shows and we had a fantastic time watching them, even if we could only see D2 through posts on social media since we unfortunately didn’t get tickets to watch the concert at the cinema.

With all that being said, below the cut we’ll talk about vmin, namjin, and answer a few asks we’ve gotten.

Right off the bat, D1 basically set the tone for everything when it comes to vmin and we’ll admit, we were very surprised but also very happy to see it. That first day alone gave us so many ‘role play’ moments, several butt slaps, playfulness and even Jimin jumping on Tae’s back and getting a piggyback ride from the extended stage back onto the main stage. Also, though it doesn’t mean anything but it’s an interesting tiny detail, on D1 for the encoring vmin had the same march sweaters.

That was then followed by the soundcheck for D2 with Jimin first putting his arm around Tae’s back while they walked back toward the main stage and then intertwining their arms for their bow before leaving the stage. 

The concert itself having more cute and funny moments, and finally the last day which had both a handshake and a butt slap during soundcheck which was followed by more playful cuteness including Jimin holding Tae’s hand while they were doing ending ments when Tae asked Jimin what he should say for his ment.

When it comes to their moments in Butter and FAKE LOVE, the former had a very cute one on D1 with Jimin leaning back and Tae smiling cutely at him, and the latter having vmin managing to hold hands on Tae’s back on all three days. Also check out this video someone made of them looking at each other in various cute ways, including a kissy face, during Dynamite.

Now, as for namjin I was entirely prepared for anything between a tiny little bit and nothing yet instead I got a feast. Between their silliness during Airplane Part 2 on D1, along with Namjoon literally replacing his own name with Seokjin’s during his verse, and posing together for the OT7 pic during LGO, there was so much going on, which brings me to our first ask that came in after D2:

From anon: hello! you probably have seen it already but i went to the ptd live viewing and jin wore an rj hat with a koya on top and at some point joon told him he (or the hat, i didn't catch it) was cute!!! i'm not even a namjinist but i found that moment so cute and i immediately thought of you so i wanted to send it

The hat? Absolutely loved it, especially because it was custom made so Seokjin could’ve used literally any RJ ever and yet he chose an RJ with a small Koya on its head, and then that moment when Namjoon was rapping and he literally took his hand on placed it on his head so Namjoon would pet him/the hat which led to Namjoon putting his hand on his shoulder, pausing in the middle of his own verse to comment how cute he/the hat is before going back to rapping, as well as touching the Koya sometime later again. That day they also seemed to gravitate around each other during soundcheck which was adorable!

And then on D3, I have no idea what got into them but I loved every moment of it starting with soundcheck where Namjoon literally baby talked to Seokjin while petting his back, then them having some kind of moment during Black Swan when Seokjin reached out for Namjoon’s hand as the choreography dictates it and yet something about it (as it turns out it was a beautiful smile from Seokjin, gif below) caused Namjoon to look all flustered and shy, then them just laughing and being silly while going around in the carts, and finally Namjoon quite literally making sure Seokjin was next to him for each of the final bows.

There are surely plenty more things that could be mentioned and ones that I’m definitely forgetting, but these were some of our favorites. These three concerts were most definitely a great time for vminies and namjinists alike.

Now, a few questions and thank you’s we’ve received.

From anon: hey this is no question but I just wanted to thank you. As a newer army it's hard to know what is misinformation (esp when trying to check quora for info, where there are many shippers and many anons spreading rumors about the boys). Your blog is one of the very few spaces so far where I feel like I'm not being fed bs and where no lies are spread to support a narrative. So I wanted to thank you not only for your great posts but also your honesty, it's really helpful for baby armys like me

Though there are people who certainly don’t agree with you, we always try our best to stick to the truth and bring up any and all relevant facts because, really, what even would be the point of creating and spreading misinformation and false narratives? It won’t change reality or affect the truth in any way. So, we’re very glad our blog could help you. Thank you so much for reading our posts!

From anon: I wish I could send everyone that post y'all made on sexuality not being determined by appearance. I just saw the dumbest take ever about someone thinking jimin's straight when his hair is black but him looking gay when he has blond or pink hair. I mean, what?? Gonna assume they somehow associate light colours with feminine and dark with masculine which is already weird but feminine doesn't mean gay and masculine is not straight? I'd seriously like to broadcast y'all's post everywhere.

And that’s exactly why I wrote it because this is an ever-returning issue/discussion I keep seeing being discussed like a cycle, especially when people who don’t know much, or anything, about the LGBT community come in and try to apply very heteronormative ideas in places where those don’t belong, like shipping and especially shipping two same sex people together. In many cases their behaviors simply turn extremely fetishizing and even when called out for it, they refuse to listen which is horrible. Contrary to what some believe, a traditionally manly man can be gay just like a stereotypically feminine man can be straight. A straight man can have pink hair and that changes nothing about his sexuality just like a gay or queer man can have black hair or blond or anything else.

A person’s appearance and their sexuality can but in many, if not most, cases don’t have any correlation whatsoever.

From anon: Is everything okay with you? I miss your comments even though I'm not a shipper. I am the father of a gay son who I can understand better thanks to your blog. I hope you come back and leave your interesting analysis of Tae i Jimin here again. Thank you for the work so far.

I’m sorry for taking so long to reply to this in particular. It truly means a lot to the both of us that our blog and posts could help you in such a tremendous way, and as a queer person myself I’m touched by the fact that you’re going the extra mile to find ways to understand your son better. Something like that would mean a lot to any queer kid out there and I’m sure he is thankful for it, too. I’m not an expert by any means, nor do I have all the answers or knowledge or anything, but if my/our posts can help even just a little, it makes all the hours of work and research so very worth it. Thank you so much!

From anon: Just curious if you are Tae biased, because you nor any other Vmin blogs has even mentioned Jimin being the hospital, well wishes, what he's going through or anything. All Vmin blogs were silent until Tae posted that selfie.

You must not be someone who actually reads out blog since otherwise you would’ve known that we didn’t post anything in regard to the members who did test positive for COVID, not for Namjoon, not for Seokjin or Yoongi, nor for Jimin and also not for Tae. The statement BH Music posted was enough to spread the news so we saw no need to post about it, especially since our commentary wouldn’t have added anything. And no, I’m (Admin 1) not a Tae bias but a Namjoon one.

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DAY TWO

It’s almost midday by the time you wake up. From outside your bedroom, the faint echoes of conversation remind you of just where you’d gone to sleep the night before. Of what you’d done the night before.

You dress quickly in some jean shorts and a loose shirt, wincing at the slight twinge between your legs, a welcome ache for what pleasure it had brought you. In the hallway upstairs, the collective hum of conversation is clearer, and you follow it down the stairs and to the kitchen, where six of the seven men are sharing breakfast at the dining table together, two waiting places still remaining.

You take the seat between Jungkook and Yoongi when the younger man greets you first, eyes wide as he pats the space. The other men glance up, conversations drifting off to greet you good morning.

The seat directly across from you is empty, Taehyung and Jimin at the chairs adjacent while Hoseok and Namjoon take the heads of the table. “Where’s Jin?” you ask in surprise.

“Jin?” Hoseok questions with a salacious smile. “Judging by the noises Jimin heard last night, you were the one who saw him last."

Your cheeks heat, and though you want to curl up in embarrassment, you can't help your eyes from automatically darting over to Jimin.

In a loose silk shirt the same gunmetal silver as the cutlery, Jimin's blue hair stands out even more than usual, as well as the smokey eyeshadow that frames his intense stare.

"I'm sorry," you say awkwardly. "I- Well, I guess that'll probably be a regular occurrence one way or another."

"Keeping me up at night with your shameless moaning?" he questions with a raised brow.

Out of everyone at the table staring at you, it's his gaze which burns at your cheeks the most, making you drop his gaze, eyes down on the empty plate in front of you. "I meant more, um, having sex in general, since that's the point of the show. But... sorry."

"Just try and be quieter next time," Jungkook suggests cheerily from beside you. The other members laugh, resuming their conversations or going back for more breakfast, but Jungkook's attention lingers on you for a moment longer, before he stands up abruptly.

"Jungkookie, where are you going?" Taehyung calls out, twisting in his chair to watch as Jungkook steps into the kitchen, disappearing through the open door of the walk-in pantry. Jungkook doesn't answer, but the rummaging sounds of plastic give his purpose away.

"Wow," Yoongi drawls with an unimpressed frown, "I prepare all this food for you and he still needs to go fossicking for more."

The attention sufficiently off you, you lean in to Yoongi's side. "I'm just going to grab a drink from the kitchen, do you want anything?"

Yoongi shakes his head distractedly, more focused on buttering every last edge of the toast in his hand. Getting up, you let the blood finally leave your cheeks and your heart rate slow down. No point worrying about something you couldn't really help.

In the kitchen, you can see easily across to the dining table, Taehyung's and Jimin's backs to you as you look through the refrigerator for something to drink.

The options are decently impressive, and you stare indecisively that the fridge beeps at you for being left open too long. Settling on some milk to make coffee, you turn and almost drop the carton at what greets you.

Crouched below the kitchen island innocuously, out of view of the boys, is Jungkook, grinning toothily at you, with a finger to his mouth in the universal 'be quiet' signal.

Your eyes widen, but as you look out across the bench to the dining room, nobody has noticed. Biting your lip, you grab a mug, turn the electric jug on and slowly walk over to where he is, standing so that his bent knees brush your shins.

Though nobody is paying you a lick of attention, you pretend to drop a spoon onto the ground before dropping below the level of the bench yourself, face-to-face with Jungkook.

"What are you doing?" you hiss quietly, the sound barely louder than your lips moving.

"You have to practice being quiet," he says cheekily. "So let me eat you out while you make some coffee."

"You're crazy," you whisper, but your eyes are entranced by the tip of his tongue as he licks his lips. "Fuck, okay."

Ignoring his shiteating grin of victory, you grab the teaspoon and stand up again, reaching for the jar of coffee crystals. A minute sigh leaves your mouth when nimble fingers run up your thigh, over your shorts and begin fiddling with the button. Fuck, were you really doing this?

"Y/n?"

Your eyes dart up, fearing you've been caught, but Hoseok is smiling at you unawares, pointing at the jar in your hands.

"Could you make me a cup too? I can come get it-"

"No," you blurt, swallowing as Jungkook's hands don't falter, reaching around to grasp at the meat of your ass from inside your shorts. "I'm already up, I don't mind."

You inhale through your nose as Jungkook flicks the sensitive skin on the inside of your thigh, voice a low murmur that only you can hear. "Selfish girl, ask if the others want a coffee too," he instructs.

Your head feels funny, a combination of dizzy and hyper-focused. "Does anyone else want a cup too? It's just the instant stuff."

You get a few moments break from Jungkook's roaming hands for the time it takes you to go fetch three more mugs, Namjoon and Yoongi also wanting a drink. The second you step back to the kitchen island, however, it's like the boy is making up for lost time.

Without hesitation he's undoing the button and the zip, pulling your shorts and panties down to your knees, a hand pushing your leg open wider so it doesn't drop to the floor.

Fully bared, you bite down harshly on your tongue, shaky fingers undoing the top of the jar as a hot mouth descends upon you, devouring you like it's his last meal.

Jungkook is good with his tongue, but he's merciless, not holding back even as he has to grip onto your knees to stop them from buckling.

You feel unbelievably exposed, and with the casual stream of conversation continuing on just a few metres away, every touch feels electrified. Out of all the guys, Jungkook's hair is the longest, and you can feel it tickling your thighs and lower abdomen, a strong arm wrapping around to hold you close to him.

Though it's definitely far too quiet for the others to hear, the faintest sound of slurping feels like thunder in your ears, and as he sucks at your folds, tongue driving in deep inside you like he's licking the inside of a wrapper, you press your lips together to hold back a moan.

Getting spoonfuls of ground coffee into each of the four mugs is a game of its own when long, narrow fingers find their way inside you, three at once slipping in your pussy, still stretched out from last night.

Clearly knowing thrusting them would be too loud, Jungkook instead just crooks them inside you, dragging them over your g-spot like he's coaxing an orgasm out of you.

You focus on your task, letting the challenge of not spilling the dark powder anchor you, but all too soon the sound of the electric kettle reaching boiling point fills the room, and you know that once you reach over and pour the drinks, there's really no other reason for you to be standing at the bench, and you couldn't exactly go back with your shorts around your ankles and Jungkook lapping up your juices enthusiastically.

The ding of the kettle gets the attention of those wanting coffee, and you send them a weak smile as you reach for it, holding the handle with one hand and each mug with the other, relaxing in relief as Jungkook pauses his assault while you're handling the boiling water.

Once the jug goes back in its place, you begin to stir the drinks as slow as you can possibly manage, Jungkook returning his ministrations with a vengeance, sucking harshly at your clit and slipping a fourth finger into you, still curling his fingers in a beckoning motion, stretching at your walls deliciously and rubbing over your g-spot every time.

You're breathing heavily, you know you are, but you tell yourself that it least it isn't moaning out loud.

Still waiting, Hoseok glances up. "Y/n, are you okay?" You nod hastily, a clipped moan escaping in place of a yes, but he's not convinced. "You can't carry all four mugs by yourself, I'll come take two."

"N-no," you defend lowly, cursing internally as your orgasm approaches even faster with eyes on you, the arousal of danger running through your veins like liquid sex.

Hoseok doesn't listen, getting up and jogging over. Behind him, the other boys are starting to get concerned too, frowning at the way you gasp for breath, eyes lidded.

"Shoot, Y/n, are you alright?" Namjoon asks, voice strained with worry. "You look like you're about to pass out."

Your head feels blurry as the realisation hits you: you're going to orgasm in front of them all, while they're waiting for their morning coffee.

As Hoseok approaches, he reaches out for the mugs, but his hands freeze halfway. The bench is only around the level of your waist, so there's no doubt in his mind that at this distance he can see Jungkook's head between your legs.

Rather than looking at Hoseok's face, you make the mistake of glancing down, and it's the obscene sight of Jungkook's head of black locks bobbing between your legs that sends you over the edge.

"What is she- Y/n?"

Your knees buckle but Jungkook keeps you steady, so you lean forward instead, covering your face with your hands as a powerful orgasm rocks through you, the moans impossible to hold back as Jungkook gives up on being quiet, fucking you through the orgasm with his fingers and tongue.

"How good is that coffee?"

"It's not the coffee, Tae."

"...Oh."

Once the white behind your eyelids settle, you let out a weak embarrassed moan, hearing the self-satisfied chuckle of Jungkook beneath you, licking you clean and lifting your shorts and panties, dressing you like nothing had ever happened.

Though of course, every single person in the room just watched you have an orgasm in the kitchen, and there was no pretending like nothing had happened.

Ignoring the loud buzz of confusion at the table, and the awkward cough of Hoseok as he took three mugs to the table, you bat away Jungkook's hands and sink down, sitting on the floor with your back to the island bench, face in your hands still.

"I can't fucking believe you did that," you pant out morosely, your pussy still clenching rhythmically with aftershocks of pleasure.

Jungkook licks his lips like the cat that got the cream. "You loved it," he retorts. "Did you think I wouldn't notice that you came the moment Hoseok noticed what was going on?"

"Fuck you."

"You didn't even have to," he chimes cheerily, standing up and going to join the others shamelessly.

You take a few more moments to compose yourself, letting Jungkook take most of the heat. Once the jibes begin to settle and your legs don't feel so wobbly, you stand up again and grab the remaining cup of coffee, taking a sip and making your way back to the table with flushed cheeks.

"So, we're just gonna pretend like that didn't happen?" Taehyung asks in bewilderment.

"I would prefer if you did, yes," you answer calmly, reaching out for a slice of cold toast.

He blinks. "Okay."

For a few blissful moments, the seven of you return to your normal conversations, Jungkook resting a smug hand on your thigh as he chats away happily.

"Morning!" a sing-song voice calls out, and you all glance up to see Seokjin arriving, broad grin on his face.

After a moment, Taehyung lets out a yawn and the spell is broken, everyone going back to what they were doing before.

Visibly disappointed, Seokjin's shoulders sink. "Morning," he repeats again insistently. "Is no one gonna ask how I slept? Or what I did last night? Seriously?"

"That's old news, hyung," Taehyung explains matter-of-factly.

"How can it be old news already? I only just got up."

"And you missed a lot," Jungkook replies. "Besides, hyung, I'm worried about your diet. It tastes like you aren't eating enough leafy greens."

In the chaos that ensues, you couldn't tell who goes redder - you, or Seokjin.

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“It’s kinda strange now that I’m here,” Hoseok comments. “I’m so used to being go-go all the time with work, and chores, and hobbies, and now it’s just...waiting around for food and sex.” 

Taehyung chuckles, head resting back against the couch as he sits cross-legged on the lush carpet. “I’m not mad about it.”

After you had gone up to have a shower and reclaim a bit of your dignity, the group had dissipated. Jimin had apparently left to “take some business calls,” Jungkook had decided to break in the indoor gym (you could all hear the odd grunt and clang of equipment from the lounge area), and Namjoon had recently announced he was going outside for a walk around the backyard. The others had initially suspected he was making excuses for going to the Confessional Booth, but Jin had snuck out to the outdoor dining area and reported back that the younger man was “walking around with his hands in his pockets like a nerdy cryptid.”

Now, the remaining five of you chill on the couches, chatting away as Yoongi scrolls aimlessly through Netflix. You share a couch with him, Yoongi with his legs crossed and the remote resting on his knee, you spread out in the space between, toes almost touching his thigh. Across from you, Hoseok and Jin have chosen to both stretch out, Hoseok leaning back against Jin, with the older man’s legs on either side. Occasionally one of them will reach down to pat Taehyung’s head or rub his shoulder, Tae responding with a hum or grunt of approval.

It was strange how some individuals in the house had gotten closer faster than others. You knew Namjoon was still struggling with feeling like he wasn’t on par with the others, and Jimin clearly felt most comfortable with a strict boundary line that he maintained on his own terms, but on the other side of things, Hoseok and Jin were finding comfort in the casual skinship. You can’t help but wonder how things might progress as the game goes on. 

“There’s nothing,” Yoongi announces with a frown. “Let’s find something else.”

“What else?” Hoseok asks, pouting glumly. “If I’m honest, I don’t even watch most movies and TV shows these days. When I watch something, it’s usually just porn to get inspiration for scenes.” 

Taehyung sits up abruptly, dislodging Jin’s hand from lazily stroking his hair. “Then let’s watch porn.”

Yoongi scoffs out a laugh, before realizing Taehyung is serious. "What; looking for some inspiration yourself?"

The younger boy ignores the jibe, getting up off the floor to steal the remote, going to the internet browser on the SmartTV function.

Jin lets out a laugh hearty enough to jostle Hoseok as he watches Taehyung type each key painstakingly.

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"Is the porn meant to be you edging us?" the eldest retorts.

"Shut up, hyung," Tae answers without looking away from the television, finally clicking the button to load the site.

bangasm.com

"Ah, you reckon we'd get sued if we used some other porn website instead?" Jin jokes. "Afraid of getting kicked off the show for jacking off to PornHub?"

"Shut up, hyung," Taehyung repeats insistently, navigating to the search bar of the familiar site. He types more carefully this time, brow furrowed and lip pinched between his teeth in focus. "He goes live on a different site, but cross-uploads all his videos here too."

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"Taehyung..." Yoongi starts slowly, uncrossing his legs to lean forward. "We shouldn't be watching his stuff without him here."

Once the page loads, and Taehyung clicks on the first result, your breath catches.

Earlier that morning, when Jungkook had gone down on you in the kitchen, he'd still been fully dressed, and so far he'd been wearing exclusively sweatpants and hoodies in the house.

Here, though, he's bared to you in 1080p quality, countless thumbnails of him filling the page in rows and rows, each one a week apart.

In most, he has a hand around his cock, usually leaning back on his bed with his head tipped back in pleasure. His cock appears a bit smaller than Jin's, but it fits in his hand so beautifully, arching in a gentle curve so that the head taps at his lower abdomen, which is defined in hard lines, revealing the muscular body of a gym bunny. Considering it was only the second day and he was already working out, it seemed his physical condition was important to him.

The thought of you all sitting and stalking his account while he's in the room down the hall, unawares, has you biting your lip in guilt, but as Taehyung keeps scrolling, seemingly searching for something specific, you can't help but glue your eyes to the TV.

While most of the thumbnails are him jerking off, in various states of desperation, if you watch carefully you can catch flashes of colour.

Jungkook with bright spots of red wax over his chest, a second figure visible only as a torso beside his lying body. Jungkook in a bathroom, filmed in the shower as he holds the detachable head to his cock. Jungkook in pink thigh-high stockings, holding his cock in sweater paws. Jungkook bending a girl over a table, holding her green scarf like it's a leash and thrusting into her.

Seeing him in so many different scenarios has your mouth watering, and you shift in your seat minutely, hoping nobody notices the attempt to receive some friction.

The other protests have died down, too, and you watch Hoseok sit up suddenly, turning to give Jin's crotch a bewildered look, before tucking his own legs up and folding his arms across his lap.

Beside you, Yoongi's eyes are dark, mouth slightly parted and lips shiny from where he'd licked at them.

"Let me just find my favorite," Taehyung says to break the silence, clearly the most unaffected of you. The dates change, going back to earlier vids, until he lands on a video, dated 30 December 2018. "Picture this: I'd been a shitty mood all day. It was my birthday, but I'd been stuck at the mall all day because my grandma wanted to buy a cell phone and she-"

"How is this at all relevant?" Yoongi interrupts impatiently.

Jin snickers. "You just want him to hurry up and play the video, don't you?"

"So what if I do?" Yoongi complains mulishly.

You look back over at the TV, partially covered by Taehyung's frame. The thumbnail, selected with a yellow frame, seems relatively innocuous at first, the side profile of Jungkook on a couch, what looks like a gaming controller in his hands. The title of the video is pretty tame too, ‘ready player one ;)’, but that’s when you notice the hand on his thigh, coming from behind the camera. 

Taehyung clicks on the video, settling back onto the floor in front of Jin and Hoseok as he waits for it to load, scrolling through almost twenty minutes of Jungkook chatting to the camera, eyes darting down to read comments, looking entirely at-home. It’s clear to you that the camera is hand-held, and every now and again Jungkook looks up past the lens, listening to something the person holding the camera is saying. 

“The point is,” the younger man explains as he fast-forwards, “Jungkook uploaded this on my birthday and the guy sou- oh, here we go - sounds like me.” 

There’s a weird energy in the room once Taehyung resumes playing the video. It seems wrong to have it playing out loud on the television, like you were breaking some taboo, but at the same time, nobody wanted to protest. In the video, Jungkook’s wearing a baggy white t-shirt and some loose black shorts, something that clearly he was most comfortable in judging by what you’d seen him in the past few days. If you strain, you can still hear him working out down the hall, and everything feels a little too real, the memory of him between your thighs making you shiver. 

Taehyung’s skipped a long way into the stream, the wide palm of the cameraman having slid up from Jungkook’s thigh to be palming his crotch directly, and his voice comes as a low murmur into the room, the volume on the television turned down.

“...for me? Keep playing your game, baby boy, you only get to cum once you win.” Taehyung is right; the voice is starkly similar to his, that same musical resonance in a deep timbre. You think Taehyung’s is nicer; still, the idea of Taehyung being behind that camera is affecting you just as much as it’s affecting the rest of the men in the room. 

Everyone’s gone deadly silent, Yoongi making no barbed remarks, Jin without a quip. It’s clear from the way Jungkook writhes that the man is pressing him with a decent amount of force, but his strangled moans prove he’s loving it, hands wavering as they smash at the buttons, the noise from the video game sounding even more faint. 

The man behind the camera doesn’t seem too interested in playing fair. Just as Jungkook bites down hard on his lip, panting but managing to focus, the tanned hand slips under the waistband of his shorts, not pulling his cock out but rather jerking him from beneath the fabric, making the boy shudder, a broken moan louder than any sound before.

As you watch, you have the urge to press a hand to yourself, wanting to relieve some friction, but instead you just clench hard, rubbing your thighs together. Yoongi glances over when you move, his pink lips parted, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat like he’s parched. It shocks you to see him so affected by the video, eyes hazed over with lust and fingers clutching at the fabric of the couch. On the opposite side, the other three men are in similar predicaments, Hoseok looking calm but clearly aroused, Jin bright red as he palms himself almost unconsciously, and Taehyung with a dreamy smile on his face, breaths shallow. 

The Jungkook on screen lets out a frustrated whine when he loses the game, letting the controller hang limply on his thighs. His head lolls to the side, making eye contact with the recorder before lowering his gaze to stare pleadingly down the lens, and you hear Yoongi hiss a breath in the moment their gazes connect through the screen, Jungkook  staring out into the audience with blown irises and bottom lip red from being bitten. 

“You lost again, hm?” the voice calls out, dripping with mock sympathy. Jungkook swallows and nods, hips shifting against the hand that’s now stilled between his legs. A chuckle echoes from behind the camera. “Your viewers are telling me they want to see you cum, baby boy. Play one more round. Don’t disappoint us.”

Jungkook whines, but obediently sets up another game, sitting up and furrowing his brow to focus. Slipping out of Jungkook’s shorts, the hand instead pushes down the elastic waistband, freeing his cock. Jungkook sighs throatily at the open air on his length, a glossy bead of precum running down the side, collected by a single finger. 

“Should I go easy on him, guys?” The voice pauses for a minute, trailing a single fingertip up and down the underside of Jungkook’s cock as the boy pants and tries to stay focused on the game. A bemused hum comes from behind the camera. “It’s your lucky day, baby boy. Taebybaby says you should get to cum because it’s his birthday today.”

Taehyung’s face splits in a boxy grin, eyes crinkling as he jabs a finger towards the television, where the on-screen Jungkook sighs in relief, wishing the user a happy birthday. “That’s me!” he calls out, turning around to stare accusingly at Yoongi. “See? The background context was important.” 

On the television, Jungkook’s given up on the game, controller tossed to the side and head thrown back as the hand wraps around him, using the slick of his precum to jerk him off rapidly, clearly wanting to draw a quick orgasm out of the boy. 

It’s pure sin, the way his thighs tense and the sliver of stomach where his shirt has ridden up flexes, hips jerking and moans pouring out of him in a constant, wanton stream. 

“Are you serious?” Jungkook says calmly, and you frown, before realising it’s not the Jungkook on the screen that’s spoken. 

Whirling around, you see the real Jungkook leaning against the doorway, shirt clinging with sweat and a towel slung over his shoulders. “My own viewing party and I wasn’t invited.”

“I’m so sorry,” Taehyung gushes with wide eyes, wincing as the volume from the TV increases, the toned body jerking as streaks of cum are milked from his cock, running down the hand of the cameraman. Taehyung fumbles for the remote as the on-screen Jungkook cries in pleasure, turning the TV off completely with shaky hands. “We weren’t- It just- We were just watching,” Taehyung finishes. “I’m sorry.”

Jungkook holds a hard stare for a few agonising moments, before breaking into a hearty chuckle. “Hey, I put them on the internet for everyone to see, people watching is the whole point. I hope you all enjoyed the show.” He grimaces. “That was such an old one though. Scoot over, Y/n; I’ll find you all a good one.”

You choke on air with the mention of your name, still feeling like you’d been caught red-handed. Or, red-cheeked rather. You blush violently as you stand up on shaky legs. There’s no way, if he played another video, that you would be able to resist the urge to slip a hand down your shorts, and you’d gotten off in public enough for one day. “I, uh, need to go water my plants,” you stammer, “I almost forgot. Y-You guys go ahead.”

Not wanting to wait for Jungkook’s reaction, you rush past him, feeling his hands attempting to hold you for a moment, before giving up when you don’t stop. 

So flustered from the situation you’d just run from, you stumble up the stairs blindly, not noticing the figure that opens his door at the same time, watching in curiosity as you rush into your bedroom and slam your door shut, collapsing on your bed with a groan. 

----

“Where have you been all day?” you ask conversationally as Namjoon takes a seat next to you with his bowl of fried rice. 

“Out and about,” he answers loftily, avoiding your gaze. The two of you are sitting in the private, unfilmed lounge across the stairs. It’s strange; you’ve only been here two days but the constant presence of cameras has become so easy to grow accustomed to that in this room, it feels weirdly empty and stagnant. Still, there’s a relief in feeling like you have a break from being watched. 

“Out and about,” you repeat, unconvinced, “you know we aren’t allowed to leave the property, right?”

Namjoon smiles down at his food. “The gardens are really gorgeous. I went to explore for a bit and ended up staying outside to soak up the sun and the nature.” 

You bite your lip. He’d been the one that had suggested the two of you go eat in this room. “Struggling with the cameras, still?”

He looks up, finally, eyes crinkled with a rueful smile. “I guess I still feel a little silly to be here. I know my whole thing is that I’m inexperienced, but… Really feels like I’m doomed to fail here.” 

You put your spoon down slowly. “Namjoon… Experience isn’t the only thing that matters, you know? I’m not gonna vote you out immediately just because you can’t, I don’t know, fuck me while doing a cartwheel or some shit like that. I said the other night that all of you as people are important too. Don’t distance yourself just because you’re worried about going home.”

He nods slowly, though he doesn’t seem entirely comforted. “I still only have a one-in-seven chance of winning this thing.”

“So do the rest of them,” you point out, gesturing back the way you came. “And if you like to run the numbers, you have a higher chance of staying than being sent home every week except the last.” You push your food aside, scooting around to sit beside Namjoon instead of across from him. “Honestly, Namjoon. I’m saying this away from all the cameras so you know I really mean it, but if you wanna stay, give me a chance to get to know you. Stick around.”

His chin protrudes as he tenses his jaw, deep in thought. “Y/n… Can I do something honestly too? Away from the cameras so you know I really mean it?”

“Of course,” you reply automatically, eyes widening when a broad palm comes out to hold onto yours.

Without another word, Namjoon just leans closer, the feeling of his breath on your face preceding the soft press of his lips on yours. 

Namjoon kisses much like he acts; tentative, uncertain, and a little clumsily, but endearingly so. You find yourself entranced in the reverential way he does it, a series of tiny butterfly touches instead of the deep sensual frenching you’d been exposed to in the past. It’s chaste but meaningful, and when he draws back, his cheeks are pinker than his lips, coughing lightly in embarrassment.

“Namjoon,” you whisper into the quiet of the room, no words coming to mind except his name.

“I’m sorry,” he says with a laugh. “You probably think it’s stupid. Of course the virgin would get a crush on the girl first.”

“A crush?” you question. “Namjoon, we’ve known each other for two days.”

You meant to be lightly jesting, but his face crumples, laughing again in self-deprecation. “It’s stupid,” he repeats, clearing his bowl off the table and standing up. “Sorry, just- ignore I said that.”

“Namjoon, that wasn’t what I-”

You’re interrupted by the solid finality of the door slamming shut behind him.

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W Hotel Osaka Building Interior

W Hotel, Osaka Interior, Japanese Building Development, Property Images, Architecture

W Hotel in Osaka Accommodation

Updated 24 Mar 2021 + 9 Dec 2020

W Hotel, Osaka

Design: Concrete

Location: 4-1-3 Minami Senba, Chuo-ku, 542-0081 Osaka, Japan

W Hotel Osaka Opens its Doors

Situated on Midosuji Boulevard, a new 27-story landmark high-rise, designed by Nikken Sekkei and with a Tadao Ando supervised facade, is the home of Japan’s first W Hotel. Don’t be deceived by its simple black monolith design – inside hides a world of extravagance! Its interior is inspired by the many facets of the city, welcoming guests to experience Osaka, through the eyes of concrete.

The true spirit of Osaka Every W Hotel is designed for its specific location – with foreign designers invited to offer the fresh perspectives of an outsider. For W’s first hotel in Japan, concrete absorbed the sites, sounds, flavors and thrills of Osaka. From the simple beauty of the cherry blossoms and gingko trees lining the Midosuji Boulevard to the vibrant neon and busy streetscape of Osaka’s nightlife district Dotonburi. Concrete found inspiration in both the simple and traditional, as well as the modern, obsessive and extravagant and created a design concept of extravagant simplicity – celebrating the true spirit of the city.

The arrival The “wow” experience begins as you enter the long arrival tunnel from the main Midōsuji Boulevard entrance. Inspired by delicate blossoms and the fine art of origami, more than 3000 circles were laser cut into sturdy metal and folded randomly. The lights behind the abstract blossom change colors with the 4 seasons and shift in intensity from daytime to night – creating an otherworldly portal into the world of W Osaka. The Osaka experience proceeds in the arrival lobby. Here, the asanoha pattern was the inspiration behind the ceiling, flooring and staircase. A simple yet bold ceiling uses a scaled-up, 3D version of this traditional geometric pattern – which is reflected in the pattern on the granite flooring, in 6 dark grey shades.

The social heart – living room & bar In a standard hotel, the first thing guests see is the check-in counter. Instead, when exiting the lift, W Osaka guests immediately see the bar, the social heart of the hotel. To connect and separate the spaces that serve the W Osaka guests on this floor – like an endless shoji screen – a continuous white, sheer curtain with sharp origami-style pleats flows from here to there and around again.

Guests are welcome to relax (and people-watch) in the hotel’s Living Room – half indoors, and half outdoors. Above the indoors lounge floats a wild cloud of rectangular lamps, hanging vertically and horizontally, at various heights. White zigzag “neon” lights shine through the translucent acrylic forms, in a desaturated homage to Osaka’s electric nightlife scenery. It’s like the colors of the neon have dripped on top of the furniture, and are arranged from purple to pink to orange to yellow to blue to green.

Restaurant oh.lala… The interior design for this French themed bistro-diner draws its inspiration from traditional copper pots and pans, as well as the typical Breton blue and white striped shirt. Along the wall stainless steel shelves are styled with unique porcelain objects decorated in blue dots – combining traditional French shapes & colors with the circle obsession of W Osaka. Adding sparkle from above, are clouds of small ball pendant lights, suspended at different heights within the waves of the curtain.

The WET deck, bar & courtyard Inspired by the Japanese love for nature, the WET area is characterised by smooth walls and round corners. The endless line of the horizon is the simplest abstraction of nature. This line becomes a playful element connecting all the spaces on this floor, as a chrome horizon flows along the walls. Each area has its own character – color-coded in shades of green, grey, blue or pink tiling – defining the space’s function.

Open to the elements, with views of sky, W Osaka’s WET courtyard is an oasis, with live planting trailing down the walls of the atrium. From its elevated position on the horizon line, the pool forms a blue backdrop to this area. Directly adjacent to the courtyard, guests can grab a cocktail at the WET bar.

The guest rooms The color theme of the guest rooms alternates per floor, between sakura pink and blue – allowing guests to choose the color they prefer. The rooms consist of an open plan, with the living room, sleeping zone and bathroom separated by a contemporary glass shoji screen. Floor-to-ceiling windows bring in natural light and amazing views of the city. A wall made of grey tinted 2-way mirrors conceals an ‘escape’ lighting feature. When turned on, it transforms the room with dramatic pink or blue diagonal stripes, inspired by Osaka’s neon. Another surprise is locked away behind the walnut doors of the closets. Famous for their gamer’s pixel art, eBoy graphic designers created a “pixorama” of Osaka, filled to the brim with the city’s famous landmarks in full pixilated color.

bathroom: Having a semi-open bathroom offers guests the level of privacy they prefer – with the option of closing off the bathroom from the sleeping area – using the contemporary shoji screen. The entire bathroom is clad in grey marble. Guests can either enjoy a good hot soak in the white, freestanding tub – or use the separate shower, located behind grey tinted glass doors.

sleeping zone: In the center of the room, walnut flooring demarcates the sleeping zone. A walnut ledge runs across wall, extending into the living room. This holds the king bed, bedside tables and black cone lamps – as well as the living room sofa. Behind the ledge, soft uplighting illuminates a white plaster wall. A round, rice paper lamp, inspired by Japanese fans, subtly glows on the wall. At the foot of the bed is a large tatami pouf.

living room :The 3rdarea, the living room, is defined by soft carpet in a gradient pattern running from pink (or blue) to grey. Each room has a sofa, 2 bar stool and a walnut cocktail bar, which can also serve as a desk. The main purpose of the bar is enjoying cocktails of course! The bar extends into a niche lined with reflective, rainbow colored dichroic film, with a mirror backsplash.

EWOW suite High above Osaka, on the 27thfloor, the Extreme Wow suite looks out over – and beyond – the skyline of the city. Inspired by traditional Japanese homes, the suite was designed in a sequence of 5 rooms divided by deep, oak portals with sliding shoji screens that can be used to close off or open up the different rooms.

The overall design is based on the duality of simplicity and extravagance, allowing guests to change the atmosphere of the suite. Whether they desire an intimate and personal ambiance, or want to create a more extraverted setting for entertaining.

So open up the secret karaoke booth, roll out the dj station, pick up that mic and let’s party!

Photography: marriott international

Osaka Accommodation Building:

The busy urban streetscape of Osaka welcomes concrete’s latest interior project: The first W Hotelin Japan. With a total of 337 guest rooms & suites, W Osaka asserts its presence with a 27-story high-rise building by Nikken and a black monolith facade designed by Tadao Ando.

Created for Sekisui House and Marriott International, and in collaboration with Nikken an Nikken Space Design, the building is due to open in March 2021.

Concrete’s team of Dutch designers explored Osaka’s past, present, and future, its urban and natural landscapes, and its fascinating culture. Visually, they discovered that Osaka is water and nature – but also neon and bright colors. Struck by the contrast between the aesthetic of Japanese minimalism and the extravagance of an urban world saturated with colors. Especially in downtown Osaka an Dotonbori – Osaka’s nightlife district – the display of flashing neon is breathtakingly vivid and joyful.

The goal is to share the spirit of the city with the guests of W Osaka. And let the interior of the hotel tell a story that is truly Osaka. Celebrating the opposing – yet complementary – forces of extravagance and simplicity.

The sprawling metropolis of Osaka was once the imperial capital of Japan and the country’s economic hub. At its heart, the wide Yodo River flows into a harbor bustling with trade. Throughout its history, visitors contributed their cultures and technologies to the city – creating a prosperous port with an extroverted, lively, and somewhat rebellious culture.

All of this energy attracts international businesses and visitors. Concrete’s team of Dutch designers explored Osaka’s past, present, and future, its urban and natural landscapes, and its fascinating culture.

W Hotel, Osaka – Building Information

Interior designer: Concrete

Project team: Rob Wagemans, Bart de Beer, Julia Hundermark, Sofie Ruytenberg, Cathelijne Vreugdenhil, Femke Zumbrink, Marlou Spierts, Minouk Balster, Valentina Venturi, Petra Moerbeek, Erik van Dillen

Developer: Sekisui House Architect of record: Nikken Sekkei with Tadao Ando (façade) Graphic & signage designer: Concrete Styling: Concrete Executive interior designer: Nikken Space Design Purchasing agent: Crosslink Corporation Specialist joinery: PLUS furniture company, idc-Otsuka Lighting consultant: LPA lighting

Specialist lighting: Koizumi, Daiko lighting

Bespoke artwork: eBoy (guestrooms), Sigrid Calon (suites), Lok Jansen (sushi restaurant)

Total area: 37.000 sqm Total floors: 27 Total rooms: 337

Address: Hotel W Osaka 4-1-3 Minami Senba, Chuo-ku, 542-0081 Osaka- Japan

About W Hotels Worldwide Born from the bold attitude and 24/7 culture of New York City, W Hotels, part of Marriott International, Inc., has disrupted and redefined the hospitality scene for over two decades. Trailblazing its way around the globe, with more than 55 hotels, W is defying expectations and breaking the norms of traditional luxury wherever the iconic W sign lands.

With a mission to fuel guests’ lust for life, W ignites an obsessive desire to soak it in, live it up, and hit repeat. The brand’s provocative design, iconic Whatever/Whenever service and buzzing Living Rooms create an experience that is often copied but never matched. Innovative, inspiring, and infectious, the brand’s supercharged energy celebrates guests’ endless appetite to discover what’s new/next in each destination, to see more, feel more, go longer, stay later. For more information on W Hotels, visit whotels.com/theangle

About Sekisui House Founded in 1960, Sekisui House, Ltd. Is one of the world’s largest homebuilders and an internationally diversified developer, with cumulative sales of over 2 million homes. Based in Osaka, Sekisui House has over two-hundred consolidated subsidiaries and affiliates, over twenty-thousand employees, and is listed on the Tokyo Stock Exchange and Nagoya Stock Exchange.

Sekisui House aims to create homes and communities that improve with time and last for generations. With “Love of Humanity” as its Corporate Philosophy, Sekisui House believes that homes should offer comfort, security, and peace of mind for residents while maintaining harmony with the environment and its surroundings. Sekisui House has sustainability as a core corporate target and is now the global leader in the construction of net-zero-energy homes with more than fifty-thousands of them built since the product was launched in 2013. In 2009, Sekisui House expanded into several new international markets and now operates in the United States, China, Singapore, Australia, and the United Kingdom.

About concrete Since 1997 concrete develops concepts in architecture, interior design, urban development, and brand development. We work with a team of 50 multidisciplinary creatives for corporations and institutions. Next to W Osaka, Projects include W Hotels in London and Verbier, citizenM hotels worldwide, Zoku Lofts, Virgin Voyages Scarlet Lady, Mongkok Skypark, Andaz Munchen, and more.

Images: concrete

W Hotel, Osaka images / information received 091220

Location: Osaka, Kansai Region, island of Honshu, Japan, East Asia

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The Fashion Must Haves of Vanessa Maldette

In the words of Vanessa Maldette, “Being a fashion dynamo is excruciatingly hard work”, but she has definitely put in the work to gain her title in the high fashion world. She’s mostly known for her duality between the sweet Audrey Hepburn inspired work wear to the Selena Quintanilla-Perez inspired sparkly bustiers and high waisted jeans. Her street and casual fashion is a direct nod to the 90s from high waisted mom jeans to old graphic t-shirts and spaghetti strap tank tops and a variety of denim, faux fur, and leather jackets. She’s wowed the red carpet time and again from her bold yellows, to glitzy golds, and her obvious favorite color, purple. She’s mixed up her style between her own designs, her godfather Yves Saint Laurent, and many other designers that she’s admired such as Versace, Valentino, Mugler, and Murad. As a rising fashion star, she continues to be one of the top trendsetters in both the UK and the U.S. and she hopes with her ever evolving fashion sense, that she continues to do so.

#smrp:task

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21 Questions

Oh wow! Thank you @pbmychoices for tagging me! I’ve never been tagged in stuff like this before so it was so much fun!

Name: Mayar

Zodiac: Sagittarius (and proud to be!)

Height: 5′2′‘

Last movie I saw: To all the boys I've loved before!

Last thing I googled: Hyungwon memes!!😂

Favorite Musician: Woah, that’s too much for me!! Well, Khalid is my recent fav! Of course beside my kpop favs *they always come first* like BTS,Got7,NCT,Stary Kids,EXO..and too much tbh!

Song stuck in my head: Lovely- Billie Eilish & Khalid *and* P.A.C.E.- Stray kids

Other blogs: Nope, just that one!

Do I get asks: I got it once maybe😂 Tho i’m hella talkative so i’d love to get some!

Following: 43 blogs (I’m newly active)

Amount of sleep: 3-5 hours, but i also love sleeping😭

Lucky Number: How about fav. number? That would be 6 or 612

What I’m wearing: grey soft pajama pants, black hoodie, baby blue scarf *more like a mini blanket* & grey beanie. ( IT’S HELLA COLD)

Dream job: Events Planner or a Graphic Designer, or practically anything that contains travelling a lot!

Dream trip: It’s crazy, but i wanna go everywhere in ASIA! +Paris,Italy&Greece.. I just love seeing new places & people!!!!

Favorite food: that’s not fair! I LOVE all kinds of food! but i’ll probably choose Pasta!

Play an instrument: Nope, sadly

Languages: Arabic, English and a teeny tiny German! gonna start learning Korean soon too!!

Random fact: people get shocked by my duality, I would be wild af at a party, an hour later you’ll see me on a roof stargazing 

Describe yourself with aesthetic things: I’ve never done it and i don’t know if that’s right, So..yeah..that’s me!😂

Tagging: @hwanginthere @griselda1121 (and literally anyone who wants)

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Review: Ghost In The Shell, 1

The long-awaited release of Japanese cultural phenomenon, Ghost in the Shell has released as a futuristic, neon-clad explosion of all things science-fiction, dystopian and AI (Artificial Intelligence). In the ever-expanding universe of the Japanese Anime, the United States of America is a failed state, a (no longer) united nation that has, in a desperate ploy to regain its lost glory, resorted to militant imperialism and surprise, surprise: its first target is Mexico.

The landscape of this new world is not only prescient (let's not forget, for those in the know, that the original Manga started way back in 1989. Yep- I was 1!), but like all the best dystopian and science-fiction diegeses, it is shockingly so! It's one thing to simply present a detailed, complex world so remarkably well- and the Japanese franchise does this so well- but it is quite another to showcase a fantastical scenario and ensure that it never quite becomes unbelievable, but rather always remains uncomfortably close to the edge of becoming a reality!

No surprises, then, to learn that the Wachowski brothers, have sited Ghost in the Shell as one of their biggest inspirations and influences for the utterly brilliant masterpiece: The Matrix (the first one, before things did become a little too far-fetched and insane)! But where this remake of Ghost in the Shell differs from The Matrix is in its depth. Like Major (played by Scarlett Johansson), the highly skilled, cybernetic soldier- and our Protagonist, whose human memories (the ghosts) are enveloped inside a synthetic body (the shell), this Blockbuster remake is clearly fascinated by, and drawn to, the compelling concepts of the original; however, the reboot only manages to skim the surface in much the same way that you or I might have a gander at the Religion or Philosophy sections in an old bookshop: with interest, but nowhere near enough conviction! We've all been there, when we want to read-up and educate ourselves so that we sounds smart and intellectual, but we can't really be bothered to do the research.What we have instead, with Ghost in the Shell, is a film that (in a fairly reasonable way, given that it is a $100 million US production), casually bypasses the lone person perusing through the pages of Arthur Koestler's, 'The Ghost in the Machine', hidden in and amongst the dusty psychology and philosophy shelves, and makes a beeline for the 'Bestsellers' section, with towers of thrillers, spy and espionage actions, graphic novels and science fiction. It is definitely a shame that Director, Rupert Sanders, seems to have been more preoccupied and seduced by the cheap thrills and highlights, instead of the darker, cerebral concepts that the original is known for.

But beneath the surface of its vibrant, gorgeous, larger-than-life visuals, and stunningly designed diegesis (take the toxicity of Blade Runner's LA, and cross it with the almost fetishised neon canvases and cultural stylings of downtown Tokyo/Hong Kong), there is a story about privacy, immigration, the notion of consent and finding humanity in a world that is silently and increasingly moving further and further away from what it means to be human. It is normal for the inhabitants of this world to rely on technology, daily. It is basically almost a given that everyone has some form of technology enhancing or extending their lives, so much so, that it is rare to find someone that doesn't have, say, x-ray eyes, a highly powerful artificial limb, or highly sensitive hearing, for example. One of my favourite moments of the film is when Major sits opposite a fully human woman and is fascinated by her natural beauty and the softness of her face, all while she tries to remember what it must be like to be human, in a human body.

The Major is the first of her kind. She is told that her family were killed in a terrorist attack and that only she survived, but that her body was too damaged beyond repair and so it was salvaged and replaced by Hanka Robotics, the world’s leading manufacturer of this new normal. But instead of inserting an Artificial Intelligence, her human brain is the one part of her body that has remained intact. She is their experimental weapon, a highly skilled, highly intelligent fighting machine, designed to take down the same cyber-terrorists who made her into what she is. One year later, an enigmatic new threat known only as Kuze, hacks into several geisha robots and uses them to stage and facilitate an assassination attempt on the first of Hanka Robotics’ leading figures and researchers. Major and her team manage to save them, but as a result, instigate a police procedural that descends into a surprisingly stoic film noir plot of corporate misdeeds, underworld gangsters, and morally grey characters.

Speaking of hard-to-pin-down characters, Major is as grey-shaded as they come. Johansson brings a subtle humanity to a role that is basically a robot and, as a result, she is utterly compelling and keeps us engaged throughout (even when the commodity of the aesthetics starts to fade). Yes, it's safe to say that this is another quietly groundbreaking role for Ms. Johansson, who never seems to shy away from taking on lesser-known/surreal characters and bringing them into the mainstream for all of us to see. She is bold, yet understated, nuanced yet detached, human yet robotic. She is excellent in the role! So even when perpetual gawking at the cinematography seems a little stale, Johansson brings a story of self-discovery as the duality of her being is ever present: the Ghost versus the Shell.

Unfortunately, there is still a 'but'. If this screenplay were written better- illustrating more confidence in us: the audience (because seriously, we actually do have brains), and had a more talented filmmaker at the helm, one who doesn't simply employ the stylistic use of visuals to make his film look cooler whilst sacrificing the actual narrative (I'm sorry Sanders, but Snow White and the Huntsman was just plain awful!),

Ghost in the Shell could have been a much better film, one that would easily (and impressively) start off the Summer Blockbuster season with a bang, all whilst not shying away from the bigger concepts, issues and questions at hand.

On the plus side, it is very hard to shield my excitement over the sight of the great 'Beat' Takeshi Kitano (the man, known mostly outside of Japan as the don behind some of the most infamous Yakuza films), gunning down thugs in a beautifully shot, dank alleyway, dripping in neon hues! Yes, please! The legend lives on, and what an awesome presence he has on screen.

Ghost in the Shell is deserving of a watch; at the very least the film will wow you with its stunning visuals and Scarlett Johansson's ease of navigation through the not-quite-human, but emotively empathic landscape of a character in-between. And if you are a fan of the original Japanese Anime, then this should add to your imagined reality of Major's world, even if it does fall just short of expectations.

3/5

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