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16-jarrah · 2 years

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not to run this discussion to the ground but re: hollywood casting famous on camera actors to VA in big projects

the worst part of this is what everyone's been saying: chris pratt sounds like he's just voicing himself. which, no offense but just as an observation, is pretty normal and standard practice for celebrities to do whenever they get invited (i doubt they even needed to audition outside of it being a formality lol let's be real here...) to VA. which SUCKS, because they don't even put in the effort to make a character voice, and i think it's simply because they forget to. i'm not saying they're dumb but i AM saying that most celebrity VAs probably don't have an actual background in voice acting and they usually come from on-camera live action acting and as such they forget about one of the core essentials of VAing... you know... putting on a character voice... using your voice to make a character sound distinct that directly ties in with their personality/role/design... yeah

i think it's pretty telling that whenever celebrity VAs do VA they just. Voice Themselves. because again, they don't have any actual background on VAing and what probably sounds like basic baby stuff for VAs who are actually professionally VAs fly over their heads. they probably just think VA is just about talking into the mic and that's it, which no, it really isn't.

AGAIN this isn't me gatekeeping VAing (for animation) or whatever. a lot of VAs who flourish started out acting in different fields -- heck, a lot of VAs who got their career start with on-cam or on-stage acting are REALLY GOOD VAs. but that's because they actually care about the craft of being a VA and know that VAing is different from other fields of acting. there's never a single VA who came from a different field who didn't mention doing hours and hours of research in one of their interviews. they still had to adjust and shift their perspective. meanwhile celebrity VAs get cast because they're famous and they bring in big money and it's all just a PR/marketing stunt so they aren't really compelled to care about and research as much as they possibly can. it's just one paycheck for them at the end of the day, so like, why bother, right?

the biggest disappointment of this is that jack black IS technically a celebrity VA. but he's the shining example that even if you come from on-cam acting (or other types of acting) you can still give a shit about your work as a VA and do a fantastic job at it. (plus this isn't his first major VA role in an animated movie, he already did it for po in the kfp franchise and anyone who's ever seen the movies can tell you the heart he's put into the role.) it's frustrating because it's possible to not suck and just "talk into the mic as yourself" for a role, but some celebrity VAs just don't give a shit about that because let's face it, they don't take the role of VAing seriously and might even feel condescending about it. not to generalize because again not all celebrities have their heads up their asses. but most hollywood celebrities take themselves wayyy too seriously, and i don't think that's even a debatable take, that's just true lol.

and it sucks because hollywood in general thinks of VA as such a lesser craft, judging by how they think VAs are dispensable and replaceable, and it's all bullshit. just look at something like moana -- they went through such great lengths to find auliʻi cravalho and cast the perfect VA for moana. BUT they still had to attach the rock to the project... what was stopping them from doing the same thing and scouring for an underappreciated, undiscovered VA for maui? it's unfortunately inevitable, because if you don't attach some big name then they'd be worried it won't even sell. it speaks to how little hollywood values both animation and VA for animation.

#ok last post about it ill shut up now.#i just saw someone say ''he's not even doing a character voice he's Just Talking'' AND THAT'S EXACTLY THE PROBLEM MOST OF THE TIME #super mario brothers movie #op #chris pratt #<- for blacklisting if ur sick of hearing abt this guy like i am

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christmasintheloonybin · 1 year

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never realized how poor I was growing up. below working class I was impoverished and shit. we got food stamps I got free lunch at school. I always thought like "well we aren't starving to death so I guess we've got it pretty good." but really what would have been more important than anything would be an example of HOW TO BE middle class. bourgeois you know. how to have taste how to be polite and play thr game and network and suck circumcised cock. because I never knew and this never came naturally, I realized this in Florida, I'm a hick for real. I mean I'm not retarded i think I'm smarter than most people, even bourgeois types I have a more correct way of mental being.

in America the class system is obviously more dynamic I mean there is more upward mobility which to me is the most disgusting thing ever but I won't get into that. versus England or something where even though today it's not set in stone there are all these informal barriers which keep class divisions THERE. example, Trump or someone, he's genuinely a proletarian millionaire. he's working class. but I think this is disgusting. it really has less to do with any kind of ambition or individual greatness as much as it has to do with luck and these naturally irrelevant features, the ability to suck cock.

so I do feel wronged by society I mean to say my individual greatness can never be realized because of these restraints. if I was more charismatic or something I think I would have an easier time. but I'm literally the ubermensch I follow my own path. and I think sheep and rats should bow down to me not joking. I mean I'm literally better than you. also my parents sort of ruined my prospects and the prospects of my children and their children by being fucking losers, they both came from bourgeois backgrounds and I could have been a suburbs kid, maybe my impotent hatred would not have become such a prominent part of my sense of self if this had been the way of things, and my worldview would probably be quite different, but at least I would be normal. actually, if i could give up all of this to be normal and never think about being abnormal I would, I mean if I could be going to the woman's march holding a black lives matter sign ukrainian flag and "in this house" poster in my front yard npr blasting in the car... if I could do this without ever thinking "maybe there's something else" I would. but I just don't see these things that way. and I could never stop being crazy. I mean i can't just stop.

all of this being said if all else fails hopefully I will inherit a significant amount of money when my grandparents die, although this has for the most part already been squandered by my retard parents and aunt. but if there's you know, half a million dollars in total. I'm becoming a landlord i don't give a fuck. I'll buy property and become a landlord. and you know I'll charge the fuck out of these shit properties and not maintain them at all. this is really the only future I can imagine where my children will be able to have any sort of chance. of course, do I want my kids to be normies? my hope is to instill in them at a young age the value of RIDING THE TIGER. having these extreme socially unacceptable views but going along with the machine, do not be well adjusted and always be ready to die for these things but there is no point in attacking the machine, you just have to wait for it to fall apart naturally. because by the time they're adults things should be winding down for civilization, or winding up. I mean really 2050 forwards is either going to be complete collapse or complete totalitarianism. there's really no other option just based on what WILL be happening with climate change etc.

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m-jelly · 2 years

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jelly i see you post often ! do you have any tips on how not to feel like youre being redundant with your writing ? my ocs’ stories feel like carbon copies of each other

Hello!

So, I don't usually write OCs, but I do make up characters in stories and change the way the reader is a few times, so I guess it is slight OC?

The advice I guess? I'll do my best and I hope this helps!

Background

What is your OCs background? Switch it up a little an OC with dead parents is going to be very different from one who had two loving parents, or a huge family!

- Dead parents = When someone lacks parents, they either become very independent on their own, or they will crave affection and connections emotionally with someone.

- Past abuse = They could struggle to connect to people or be very brave and protective of others. Have they come to terms with the abuse? If not, then they'll have nightmares and trouble sleeping which would lead to bags under their eyes etc. Faced it and fight? They'd be strong and help others and confrontational when seeing something bad.

- Loving home = Grounded OC, caring and easy-going. If they had brothers and sisters, then that could change the way they are personality-wise. For example, I have a brother and it's made me a tomboy who loves video games, skateboards, horror and nerdy things.

People's backgrounds are a part of them. When writing someone, don't give it all away at once, but slowly reveal someone's past by their actions and personality. So, if she's a tomboy, she'd be playful and snap back with comments and be chill. If she has abuse in her past, she might retract from touch.

Weaknesses

You don't want a mary sue on your hands, an OC that appears to be perfect. There has to be something that makes them a little weak, in a manner of speaking. Their weaknesses are like little quirks. Remember, perfection doesn't exist and we ourselves aren't perfect!

- Intellect = Is there something they're not good at intellectually? So, one of my past y/n sucked at maths, but she was very good at politics (she was a Queen). She was trying to make deals, but someone started talking maths and Levi jumped in and helped because she panicked a little.

- Skills = Is there a skill they don't have? Levi can't draw for shit, we know that, but the same can apply for your OC. She could be tone-deaf, can't dance, have terrible aim, bad spatial awareness etc.

- Self-view = Do they love themselves a lot or hate themselves? If they hate, then what part do they hate and why? If they hate their body, why? What part do they hate the most? If someone hates their body, they're likely to dress differently and likely cover themselves up. They would even hug themselves more to hide their stomach a little

Body type and looks

Switch up the body type your OC has. There are so many body shapes out there and a lot don't get written for, like tall people or plus size. I see a lot of thin average body shape characters being made and it's nice, but it'd be nicer to read about someone normal for a change.

- Height = They tall or short? Tall people have a different experience of life than short ones. I'm a very short person, so I know the troubles of not reaching up high for things. Tall people have other issues, like people not wanting to date them because they have an issue with someone being tall (so stupid)

- Size = What shape is your OC? If male, are they dad bod, plus size, skinny or muscles? If female, are they thin, muscular, curvy, plus size? Different body types mean that their personality and confidence will be different for each type. You can have a very confident plus size, or you can have one with no confidence etc.

- Scars and marks = There's so much you can put here! Glasses, moles, freckles, birthmarks, scars, stretch marks etc. Everyone has at least something here, so make sure to add a little something. No one has perfect skin.

- Chest size = This is for female OC. So, as a large-breasted woman, the number of times I read OCs or y/n not wearing a bra under clothes instantly loses my concentration. Bras are important, okay? xD Anyway, boobs come in all shapes and sizes, so make sure you change it up a little

Don't make your OC too unique because they then become too unrealistic. Don't make your OC too lead character like some people are in real life. They gotta be relateable.

Don't forget that you can make your character disabled too, they don't get represented enough! Make sure you do some research if you are doing this.

Goals and aims

Not all OCs will have the same goals and aims. This will all depend on your story plot. So, one might want to be Queen, another might want to destroy everything. You could have one trying to find love, another just wanting to live.

- What's the end goal? = What is your OCs goal at the end of your story? It'll take time for them to get it, so they have to face issues along the way.

- Achieve it, give up or do something else? = Things don't always work out, so goals and aims might change. Does something happen to stop them from getting their goal? Do they get hurt? Do they find another purpose? Not all reasons for leaving a goal will be bad, they can be good reasons.

I'll make a little Character card that might help as well. I do this with characters I make up for Ao3 stories.

Name:

Age:

Hair colour:

Eye colour:

Height:

Body type:

Sexuality:

Love interest (current or who becomes it):

Strengths:

Weaknesses:

Unique body and personality traits:

Background:

Goal and aims:

Hope this helps! If you need anything else, just let me know <3

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villainwithinme · 2 years

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Beauty Inside

Chapter one of my new series " The Villain Beauty". I am going to be talking about health and not personality. Personality will be discussed in my post "Beauty in Self Compassion & Attitude". (Also I am apologize in advance I suck at writing so sorry about any grammar errors)

I know many of you are going to roll you eyes because these tips you have been hearing them your whole life. Yet for some reason you guys aren't taking the advice. Why love? You need to take care of your health it's important for you to function in your daily life and fight anyone that crosses you. Enough said let's begin.

Meditation

I know you probably heard of this one but listen it works. Meditation doesn't take up much time, start with just five minutes everyday for a week. You will definitely feel the difference. When I got started I did this and I felt myself being more grounded than before and my mind was more clear. I also ended up meditating when I'm in the shower it works wonders. It's effective if you do it everyday but you don't have to. You can do it 3-4 times a week.

2. Sleep 8+

Sleep, sleep, sleep and more sleep please ladies, gentlemen, and theys. You really believe becoming a walking zombie is going to finish everything planned that day. You are not going to be able to focus at all. And for anyone that still chooses to ignore me here are four things that happend to your body when you are not getting enough sleep.

Your Immune system gets weaker

Your ❤ will have a negative impact ( increase on heart disease and stroke)

Can cause thinking issues (Ik many of you have this. Sorry not sorry)

Increase in negative moods (anger, irritability, sadness, and more)

If you have trouble sleeping I recommend you to drink something warm or get some sleeping tea before bed time, trust me it will do the trick. You can also purchase some melatonin gummies. Got some of these the other day it knock me out to next week. Now if you don't want to purchase anything try to put nature sounds or slow music in the background, also bedtime stories for adults (Ik were not kids but still its good for your inner child). Do anything that's calming before bed. Also, GET OFF YOUR FUCKING PHONES WHEN YOU ARE SUPPOSE TO BE SLEEPING. Place it somewhere that is unreachable.

3. Nature

We are like plants we need sunlight in order to "grow". Going outside is such a good thing for our bodies. Not only are you getting vitamin d from the sun, you are also reducing blood pressure, heart rate, tension, negative emotions, and stress. So go outside, take a walk even if it's for two minutes and enjoy the scenario while getting fresh air.

4. Diet

I am just going say STOP with these DUMB one week, one food, or kpop/celebrity diets. Doing these diets will damage your body in the long run. Before I start no I am not a nutritionist, I will just mention what works for me. In the end we are all different, each of us know our bodies and have different goals. I recommend to eat at least a serving of fruit or vegetables daily. If you don't want to eat a serving that's find but eat at least one apple a day. An 🍏 is linked to many health benefits like promote brain function, reduce certain types of cancer, reduce the risk of diabetes, and more. But if you want to start eating "healthy"but everyday you eat just junk food, I got you. Start by eating one "healthy" meal for a while then incorporate other "healthy" foods in your diet along the way. I used to do this when I began to change my diet. I will eat greek yogurt with mandarins or bananas and some peanut butter toast for breakfast. Shit is delicious. And for the rest of the day I ate junk food. Let me know if you guys want a "What I Eat in A Week" post to give you any ideas on meals you can try. Remember it's all about BALANCE and feeling GOOD about yourself. Also don't prioritize your diet just solely on your appearance. Find foods that fuel you and make you feel good about yourself inside. Don't feel bad if you eat just junk food go at your own pace be blessed that you are able to fueled your body with some food. And before anyone comes for me NO I am not normalizing "unhealthy" eating. I just know that people have different relationship with food. Some people find coping mechanism in food and I feel the need to let people know that it's okay to go their own pace and find a healthy relationship with food.

And drink your 16 oz of water please your kidneys need it. Thankfully we have technology to help with that. I like to use the app Plant Nanny, not only is it cute it works for me. Now I will mention 3 benefits of drinking water for you to drink your agua.

Body uses H2O to carry O2 in different body parts

Helps with nutrients and minerals absorption

Helps to cushion sensitive tissues, the 🧠, spinal cord, etc.

5. Destress yourself

Now I ask my mother who looks younger than me what is a health tip she rarely hears. Let me tell you this women is 100x healthier than me. And it shows she rarely gets moody, she still looks like her teen self, and rarely gets tired when she moves around (Can't relate). Anyways, she talked about how people stress themselves over nothing and how they bottle the stress up which causes them to get sick. She actually relate to this that's why she mention this tip. Some signs of stress can include low energy, become easily agitated, headaches, pain in your chest or shoulders,, and more.. Stress is actually really damaging if not taken care of. Let me tell you 3 things that stress does to your body long term

Menstrual problems

Skin and hair problems (permanent hair loss, acne, and psoriasis)

Gastrointestinal problems

Some ways of dealing with stress can be exercising, do some self care, have some me time, have a hobby ( I will make a post on hobbies you can pick up on and why it is important), learn to control procrastination, journal, hang out with your friends, get a massage, read.

You made it to the end 💕. I just want to let you know that you are amazing and the best. I am rooting for you and your journey. I made this series because I want to see people grow into the person they always wanted to be. This first post I decided to go easy and less "dark and harsh". I want people to feel comfortable first and stepping out of there comfort zone. It won't be easy but its not impossible. On my next post "Beauty Outside" I will be talking about ways to take care of your appearance and the beauty standard. I will give you all a WARNING ⚠️ in my next post it will be brutal. I will mention stuff about our society and pretty privilege. But don't worry at the end of the day my job is to make you all the villain and in order for me to do that I have to be transparent. Also, let me know how I did and give me any feedback or suggestions on what you want to see next. Ciao till next time loves.

#mental wellbeing #health tips #health #aesthetic #pink panther #pink icons #new blog #tumblog #tumblr #tips and tricks #change

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hopewrld2 · 4 years

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Filter - JM

↣ Summary: After day 2 of the concert, you just couldn’t take it anymore. Your boyfriend’s song already had you weak in the knees when you first heard it, but the dance is what made you want him even more. After the performance you made an irritational decision, one that could get you both caught.

↣ Genre: Smut (with some fluff because why not)

↣ Paring: Jimin x Reader

↣ Warnings: Dom Jimin (sub for like 2 seconds), sub reader, potential of being caught, kind of public sex, daddy Jimin because why not, choking, squirting, rough rough sex (because who would I be if it wasn’t), oral (m receiving), deepthroating, cussing, impregnation kink because I'm a whore for it :) , hitting it from the back doggy style andddd I think that’s it...if I forgot something let me know :) now off to reading.

↣ Word Count: 921 (thought that it would be longer but oh well)

↣ A/N: am i late to posting this...yes. do i care...kinda no. i was just rewatching day 2 of the concert and then holy shit bruh...purple is 100000000 jimin’s color (might be writing a my time one too for jk, depends when inspiration hits again...thank you guys so much for supporting my first smut (the savage love one) :) now let’s get it)

You watched in awe as your boyfriend was on the screen. His movements incredibly fluid and precise as he stared into the camera with so much intensity that you had to sit down.

When his bold move came on, and his legs moved slowly and then quickly, your eyes widened. He hadn’t allowed you to see him practice his solo because he said it was going to be a surprise, he insisted you sit out on yesterday’s performance of filter for reasons unexplained, but in reality he knew what purple on him did to you.

He was right, the wetness growing slowly, but surely, in your panties was a dead giveaway. You weren't even the type to take control, but this performance was doing things to you...tonight might be something new for the both of you.

The song ended and he ran backstage to greet you, his suit and hair still the same way they were in the performance. You gaped at him, getting even more turned on when you could see him up close.

His smile brought you back down to earth, "What'd you think?" He questioned lightly, obviously eager for your reply.

"What'd I think?!" You responded exasperatedly, hitting him on the chest lightly, "It was fucking amazing Chim you looked so freaking good."

His smile widened, catching up with his eyes. You didn't match his smile, too distracted on eyeing up your boyfriend.

Suddenly, you felt arms encase you from behind. Not even realizing that Jimin had moved at all.

You felt his lips brush against your ear, breath warming you. "I bet you're soaked aren't you?" He questioned, hands slowly roaming your body. His changes in atmosphere used to confuse you, but now you’re just used to it. He could go from smiley ChimChim to daddy in a second, and he always loved to make you remember that. You jumped when you felt his fingers on the hem of your jeans, turning around abruptly.

"Not here Jimin!" You hissed, glancing around to see if any of the staff had stopped to see your little moment. With this new angle, and your front pressing against his, you could feel his semi-hard lightly on your stomach and it took every ounce of your restraint to not go feral right then.

He groaned when you shifted slightly, "I suggest you start moving before I take you right here in front of everyone, just so they can hear how pretty you sound fucked out and screaming my name."

His full lips started placing wet kisses down your temple, headed for your neck. You knew at this rate, you would give in and give everyone in this room a show that could be even more memorable then what he just performed on stage.

Pulling away, you grabbed his hand, leading him into a meeting room away from everyone else. Time the door shut, his hands were all over you. Roaming every part of you in hurried motions. He kissed you feverishly, all parts of your sanity withering away quickly.

His cold hand found their way under your shirt, making you nip on his lip lightly causing him to moan in your mouth.

That was all it took for your willpower to exit immediately.

Your clothes were long forgotten as you struggled to get Jimin's suit off. You let out some profanities as you struggled more, causing Jimin to laugh and take over.

Time his shirt came off, you were meet with his taunt abs, your hands roaming them while pulling his pants down.

Lowering yourself to your knees, you came face to face with your biggest challenge. You've never been able to completely deepthroat him due to not only his length, but his girth too. But today, you were going to do it. He gave you a performance to remember, and now you’ll return the favor.

You gave the raging tip kitty licks, making Jimin's hand come shooting down to tangle in your hair. You stopped immediately lifting your mouth off of him, "Uh uh Chim, no touching. I'm in control."

His hooded eyes took you in, thinking how beautiful you looked trying to take control. He laughed internally, knowing that this "control" lasted for one thing and only one thing and that you would go right back to subbing when his dick was buried deep inside of you.

After he seemed to get the message, you went back to sucking him. The lewd sounds filling the small room, making you thankful that it was so chaotic outside due to the concert.

You glanced up and met his eyes which were filled with not only lust, but love as well. He let out a strangled groan as he closed his eyes, the feeling of his dick going all the way to the back of your throat for once was incredible. His hand came down to tangle in your hair, ripping you off of him while catching his breath.

Cocking your head sideways you looked at him, waiting for an explanation as to why the first time you ever deep throat him, he practically shoves you off of him.

"Holy shit," he breathed out, "that was incredible."

You gave him a small smile, which slowly turned into a frown. "If it was so great why did you take me off of you?"

His eyes bore into your own as he walked towards you, titling your chin up, "Because the only thing I want to cum in tonight is that pretty little pussy of yours baby."

That was all it took to get you back into your submissive state. Brain clouding with lust as you stared at him.

The next thing you knew, you were flipped over on the table in the dim room, Jimin’s cock resting on your back as he leaned over and whispered in you ear, “I promise you that this is going to be more memorable than Filter.”

You felt your arousal begin to drip down your thigh just with his simple words. Beginning to get embarrassed at how wet he can make you.

Without hesitation, he slammed his cock into you, making you both release loud moans. “Oh my god Chim. Holy fuck.”

He was ramming into you in record speed, the table scooting forward with the brute force of his thrusts. The lewd sounds filled the room, you could’ve sworn that you guys could be heard over the loud music filling the background.

Taehyung’s performance started, Inner child being blasted into the background. Jimin didn’t slow down, even as your knees started to give out, he wrapped his hand around your neck and pulled you back into his chest.

“Inner Child,” Jimin grunted, “How bout I fuck a baby into you hmm? You would like that wouldn’t you?”

In your fucked out state, you couldn’t do anything but eagerly nod, not being able to form coherent sentences. You knew it was just words said in the moment, you having your birth control implant would prevent it from happened, but only Jimin could make such a touching song dirty.

A familiar knot started forming in your stomach, and when you squeezed around Jimin’s dick, he knew you were close.

“You’re close aren’t you? Getting ready to cum all over my dick?”

“Mhmmm” You moaned out, “Jimin- fuck- I’m about to-”

With one long pull out, and then a hard snap that knocked over a chair, you were cumming all over his dick. An unfamiliar feeling of wetness added.

He fucked you through your high, cumming shortly after and releasing your throat.

“Did you just-” He laughed lightly as you surveyed the situation, “And you said that I could never make you squirt.”

You shook your head, resting your back against the table while Jimin placed everything where it used to be and got dressed. Giving you a sympathetic look, he helped you get dressed.

“You won’t be able to walk will you?” He asked, trying his best not to smile.

You gave him a weary look, “Since when have I been able to walk after you’re through with me?”

He chuckled, placing a kiss to your forehead, “It was worth the wait wasn’t it?” He questioned.

You couldn’t help but sigh, “It most definitely was.”

#bts jimin #bts x y/n #bts #bts smut #smut #jimin smut #smut jimin #jimin x reader #park jimin #daddy jimin #choking #sub reader #dom jimin

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5-seconds-of-fuck-me-please · 4 years

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I Do. (Post 1/2) (part 1 of ?)

Ashton.

"I just want a nice, normal guy to sweep me off my feet, and support my carmel vanilla coffee addiction. Is that so much to ask?!"

My best friend gave me an amused glance before dropping her gaze back towards her phone. I swear, that girl could hold two conversations face to face, surf facebook, and hold a buisness Skype call, all at the same time. A.D.D., they name is Rae.

"I've set you up on five dates so far, and you havent lasted longer then ten minutes with any of them," she countered. "So how about this...you tell me your dream guy, and I'll work off of that."

I sighed, tapping my foot nervously against the metal rung of the coffee shop table. I was always fidgeting. Whether it was shaking my foot, drumming my nails along the table, or pacing aimlessly around, I was always moving.

"I don't know," I sighed out on a breath. Picking up my iced vanilla, butterscotch, and chai latte, I took a sip before responding. "Dont you know anyone that actually has a life?"

Rae glanced up at me, cocking an eyebrow. "A life? Like, the other 5 were dead?"

I groaned. "The first guy had the ambition of a goldfish. Second guy wanted me to move into his mother's basement with him. Third guy was perfectly content to be a cashier th erest of his life and didnt want to even think about making more than minimum wage or he would loose government assistance.....shall I go on?"

Rae gave a throaty chuckle, causing three random guys to stop their conversations and look her way. She just had that way about her.

"Tell you what," she mused out loud. "Since the last five was a complete disaster, and I thought they would have been perfect for you, the next guy I pick will be the one who I think you'll hate the most. So.... Here's what I want from you. You pick what you want him to wear. You pick if you want flowers or not. And you pick the place to meet for drinks, dinner, movie...whatever. deal?"

I thought about it for a moment, the shrugged. "Fine. I want to come here. This coffee shop. No flowers. No expectations. I'll even pay for the both of our drinks. But he has to have a job. A good job. Or at least have a goal in mind," I amended.

Rae nodded. "Tell me more. Actually, tell me your dream. What's your fantasy date for this coffee. Close your eyes and describe the guy to me. What is he wearing. What does he look like. What is he drinking?"

I laughed, but saw the amusement in her eyes. Deciding to play along, I closed my eyes and tilted my head slightly back.

"White button down shirt with the sleeves rolled back a bit. Nice jeans, probably faded with a hole in the leg," I laughed out. "Gorgeous smile because he laughs a whole lot and has an amazing sense of humor. Eyes that are kind and sparkle. Shaggy hair that probably falls into his eyes...." I trailed off.

"Sounds like quite the catch," Rae laughed out on a breath. She sounded amused, which kind of worried me a bit.

I opened my eyes and glanced at her. "Why do you sound like you just ate a canary?"

Rae's eyes sparkled as she tried to suppress a smile. "I know who would be perfect for you, and...he should be here in about two minutes."

My jaw dropped to the floor. "What?! Theres no way you could have called someone and set it up so fast. You had this planned!" I shrieked. Not because she set me up, but because she didnt warn me.

I was dressed in my -I dont give a shit, today is my day off- clothes. A pair of faded dark grey sweatpants with a hole in the left knee, dark green jumper with a faded brand logo running down the arm, and hair unbrushed and tossed into a messy bun. Plus I was still wearing yesterdays makeup which had faded to a lovely raccoon inspired look.

"This wasnt a setup," she argued lovingly, tossing her hands up to her side quickly. "Swear it. You know i was meeting a few friends here today. One of them would be perfect for you."

I eyed her warily. "The so-called friends that are mysteriously out of the country doing something tha you refuse to tell me, along with their names? The ones who you are best friends with...yet I know nothing about, and we have been best friends since middle school?!" I mused, scrunching my nose up at the thought.

Granted, my and Rae are best friends for over 15 years now, but there was a random 2 year period where were were heavily into the party and drug scene. We kinda split ways and didnt talk for 2 years, then both of us, separately, decided to get our lives in order and somehow reconnected as if nothing had happened.

Strange how life works out.

"They aren't...." I trailed off.

"They were, " she nodded. "Not anymore tho. I used to hang out and binge with them tho. They cleaned their lives up as well. Just took them longer."

I nodded, glancing down at my almost empty iced coffee as I dragged my nails along the styrofoam, making patterns on the cup. "I'm willing to give it a go I guess. Coffee never hurt anyone, right?"

"Right," she agreed, glancing down once again to her phone to resume whatever multi-conversation she was having.

I didnt realize until a few minutes later that I was humming and singing along the the songs playing over the cafe speakers.

"Do you like this band?" She asked randomly, not taking her focus from her phone.

"Love them," I remarked, not really paying attention. "I just got their new album yesterday actually."

She made a small chuckle. "Let me guess then...you were always a guitar or lead singer chick. So.... Luke?"

I grinned, breaking my gaze away from all the pretty little designs my nails etched into my now empty coffee cup. " Usually , yes you would have been correct. And while he is hot, as is the othe guitarist...my heart lies elsewhere in the band."

"Bassist?" She chanced, finally placing her phone down and looking up. Her eyes darted over my shoulder, then came back to focus on my face. A grin broke out, smile so wide it reminded me of the Cheshire cat.

"Um, nooo," I drawled. "I actually seemed to be drawn to.....why the hell are you staring a time like that?!" I asked, breaking the conversation. "You look fucking creepy."

Her eyes seemed to dart over my shoulder again to where the cashier counter was, then back to me again. "So the drummer then?" She mused, not bothering to hide the grin. "You have a thing for the drummer?"

I continued to stare at her, trying to puzzle out what the hell was making her act so weird. "Yeah...?" I dragged out.

"Hmmm, and why would that be? I'm honestly curious. Usually you always go for the guitar rock-God type for looks."

I cocked my head to the side. "You really want an answer?"

Rae grinned again. Nodding her head emphatically. "Oh yes. Please, by all means."

I shrugged, taking the last small sip from my coffee. "He always seemed the most put together. Knows how to laugh, but always seems polite. Has an amazing voice, but would rather be in the background playing his heart out. And he gives out total Daddy vibes," I joked. "Plus, he is seriously hot. They all are in that band actually."

Rae burst out laughing, covering her mouth with both hands. I swear, tears started to form in her eyes.

I just stared at her. "Seriously Rae, what has gotten into you today?! What's so funny?"

Her eyes darted behind me once again, but this time she nodded. I didnt even have a chance to turn around to see what she was looking at before an arm snaking over my shoulder, placing a styrofoam cup in front of me.

"You can call me Daddy if you feel the need to, but I prefer Ashton on a first date," a voice said.

I closed my eyes tightly, slowly opening them as panic filled me. My eyes traveled from the coffee, up to a bare forearm dusted in dark golden hair, to a shoulder and chest that had a white button shirt...sleeves rolled back.

Damn, but did Rae tell him how to dress?

He smirked at my dazed expression, while Rae finally got herself under control. "I didnt tell him," she rasped out, still trying to hide the amusement as she spoke. " He really was randomly dressed like that to come here."

Ashton raised a brow as he pulled up a chair, leaning over to give Rae a quick one-armed hug before sitting on the chair backwards between us.

He reached over, palm up while smiling at me. "She did however, demand that I randomly walk in and order you a vanilla butterscotch coffee without even telling me your name, or why I was buying you one. I'm being set up on a date, I take it?" He questioned again, glancing to Rae for affirmation before looking back at me, then down to his still extended hand. "Do I get a name? Or should I introduce myself again?"

I shook my head, trying to snap out of the surreal experience going on. Placing my hand in his, I cleared my throat. "You're Daddy, right?" I smirked, trying to fight the blush rising on my face. God, but do I hope he can take the joke.

His face split into a grin, laugh bursting out of his lips. "I like her," he chuckled, looking over to Rae. " This one actually knows what a joke is."

I grinned at that as he looked back at me. "I take it that Rae has tried setting you up before as well?" I questioned.

He nodded, a faint smile still gracing his lips. "One girl who decided living in her car way her dream goal. One who only ate foods that were yellow. And one who wanted to be a psychologist because she didnt understand how people laughed or why we smile at things."

My eyes went wide. "Wow. And here I thought I had it bad with the guy who only showered on days it rained cause that's how the bathtub got refilled."

Ashton let out another bark of laughter, breaking eye contact to speak to Rae once again. " You suck at setting people up. You know that?"

She raised a brow at that, stopping her cup of coffee in mid air before she could take a sip. "Oh, so should I not have introduced the two of you?" She asked, feigning a look of hurt. "And here I thought you were getting along fairly well."

Ashton shook his head. "Are you kidding me? this girl is horrible! Wont tell me her name, wont call me by mine, and she laughs at everything I say!" He rambled out. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he didnt stop looking at her.

"And he isnt the greatest catch either, " I added. "Eavesdropped a private conversation, assumed I wanted him to pay for something. I didn't ask for without asking me. And he wont let me go," I added, flicking my gaze down to our still entwined hands.

Rae nodded, a huge, fake sight escaping past her parted lips. " okay, I give up. Sorry to waste your time, Ash. I'll take her home and be back in a few minutes to catch up with you all. I assume the others are on the way?" She asked, standing up and motioning for me to follow.

Ashton shook his head. " They are on the way. But you cant take her."

Without warning, he turned and licked a wet line up my jaw. "I licked her. Shes mine now."

My jaw dropped open, but rae looked amused. "Are you gunna pee on her too?"

He turned to look at me finally, slightly swaying our hands back and forth. "Is that your kink?"

"What?! No! Why would you ask that?!"

He shrugged. "Well, I know you have a Daddy kink, just had to be sure."

"I do NOT have a Daddy kink!" I hissed out, trying to pull my hand out from his grasp. "And why the hell did you lick me?"

He was having none of it. Keeping hold of my hand, he slowly brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of my hand before finally releasing his hold. "Cause I wanted to see what you tasted like. Vanilla, I like it." He winked.

"You do have a daddy kink," Rae interjected, laughing through her words. "I'm going to go get another coffee and grab 2 other tables for the guys. You two enjoy yourselves."

Ashton glanced at me before looking at Rae. "If I did that, we would be arrested and barred from this shop."

I think my heart stopped. Was I breathing?

"Mind if I go grab myself a drink?"

I blinked, trying to focus on his face once again. "Didn't you just order one while you were up there?"

He shook his head. "Only ordered yours. I wasnt sure if I wanted to stay once she told me she had a girl with her for me to meet."

"And now you are sure you want to stay?" I questioned.

He smiled. A sweet smile that lit up his eyes. "I think you are fucking perfect."

I blushed at that. "Yeah, right. Cause messy girl with raccoon eyes in your kink, right?"

He gave me an amusing look. "Like a guy in jeans and a white shirt is yours?" He retorted. A small sigh left his lips as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through a few messages. Once he found what he was looking for, he stopped and put the phone down on the table in front of me.

Raelyn- her fantasy sounds like you, in a white button down and a pair of worn out skinny Jean's. Just get your asses here!

Ash-and you are so sure I would like her? I sisnt agree to another date with your wacky high maintenance friends. They just want a sugar daddy.

Raelyn- shes sitting here in pajamas, messy hair, and yesterdays makeup. And she insists on buying our coffees every week. Still wanna pass her up?

Ash- ....be there in 5.

Raelyn- get her a butterscotch vanilla iced coffee.

Ash- thought she didnt want people to buy her shit?

Raelyn- then get it for me.

Ash- do I have to buy flowers or anything?

Raelyn- only if you want her to hit you with them.

Ash- I like her already.

I glanced up at Ashton, a small smile gracing my face. "So I guess it's my turn to buy you a coffee?"

He shrugged, swinging his leg back over the chair to sit down backwards on it once again. "If you insist. Pick whatever you think I would like."

I grinned this time. " whipped cream, cherries, and handcuffs?" I joked.

He beamed at me. "Nah, that's the second date. And woulsnt you know it....you already know what to call me then," he teased.

I laughed, walking away to get him a drink. I slid up alongside Rae, elbowing her in the side gently. "Are the other three coming?"

She smiled at me. "Yeah, be here any minute."

The barista asked up for our orders, while I pushed Rae's card back towards her. "I got them."

"That's 7 drinks you are paying for today," she reminded me.

"Glad your good at math," I remarked. "You can get the next round. And if they like me as a friend and we hang out in the future we can all take turns. If not, then I get to say that they are forever indebted to me. Win-win I say."

She shrugged, but didnt argue. "Fair play, that. I'll go shove the tables together and be back to help you carry them all."

But it wasnt her who came back over when the order was ready. It was Michael.

"HI," he practically yelled, squeezing me in a tight bear hug. "I'm Michael. Or Mike. Whatever."

"You seem overly happy to meet a stranger, " I laughed out, hugging him back just as tight before letting go.

"You made ashton happy," he shrugged, a huge smile on his face. "Anyone who can make his smile in the first few minutes of meeting him...especially lately, deserves to be treated like the fucking queen they are."

My brows shot up at that. "I'm a queen now. High praise. Does that make you the court jester?" I asked, handing him a cardboard tray with 4 drinks in it.

He grinned. "Sure. Anything else you wish me to carry, m'lady?"

I laughed and gave a curtsey. "Not at this time, good sir. Go forth and conquer the bistro que!"

Michael laughed, draping an arm across my shoulder while walking back to the now full tables. He set his 4 drinks down, then took one out of my hand and gave it to Rae before distributing the 4 he had.

"They're marked, and we all drink the same shit every time we go out," he explained. "The one you have is the only one I dont recognize so I assumed it is yours."

I shook my head and resumed my seat next to Ashton, with Luke next to me on the other side now. Michael and Calum were sat across from me. "Its for Ashton actually. He bought me my coffee and forgot to get his own."

"Trying to ditch her," Calum asked.

"Nope." Ashton stated. Simple. Direct. One word.

"Finally found a girl that will put up with your crazy-ass for longer than 10 minutes?" Like remarked.

"Gunna marry this one, mate," Ashton laughed out.

"Shit, you move fast," Michael snorted. "And here I was being engaged for over a year already. What am I doing wrong?"

"You actually asked your fiancee," Luke answered. "Ashton will just be standing in front of the magistrate with a blowup doll."

Everyone laughed, including me Ashton fake pouted, poking me in the side before lacing his fingers through mine. My heart gave a little flitter, but I didnt pull away.

"Come on, Love, you're supposed to defend our relationship!"

I chuckled. "Yes sir. Would you like to get married now, sir? I think I still have my old bicycle pump in my garage if you need it. And some duct tape in case your fiancee gets a hole."

He threw his head back and laughed, tightening his grip on my hand. Not hard, but in acknowledgment that it was a good laugh. "Fuck the lot of you."

"Damn, already cheating on me. And with three other men no less," I crooned, pouting my lips.

That caused another round of laughter.

"I think I'm in love with your girlfriend, " Calum huffed out. "She knows how to give back shit we dish out."

"Dont be hitting on my wife," Ashton fake growled. "I worked hard on this relationship!"

"Oh yeah? What's her name?" Rae jumped in, bemused laughter lacing each word.

A slow silence fell across the table, followed by abrupt laughter for everyone.

"Oh. My. God. You didnt even ask her what her name is yet?!" Michael bellowed, tears forming in his eyes. "I can see it now. The priest standing there like do you take this girl for your wife? And you being like, who's that?"

"Fuck all of you," Ashton gasped out through laughter again. "I'm gunna marry her one day and then shes gunna kick your asses for making fun of me."

I grinned, reaching over to poke my finger into his dimple. "Yeah? I'll kick their asses for you if you ask, darling." I agreed. "Just as soon as you get my attention and ask me. Oooh, right. You can't. Dont know my name," I beamed.

He threw back his head and chuckled. "Fuck you too, sweetheart," he remarked, leaning over to place a quick kiss to my cheek.

"Only if you scream my name out while you do," I joked.

"Fuck, but do I love a smart mouth," he agreed.

The conversation flowed easily. Two more rounds of drinks were bought over the course of a few hours, until the cafe was getting ready to close.

We all agreed to meet up next weekend, have enjoyed each others company and realizing the six of us were going to be amazing friends.

"Can we bring our girls next week?" Luke asked.

"Hell yeah " I agreed readily. "Me and Rae need all the help we can get against you four."

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