#basically my goal in giffing is to show how gorgeous he is
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Andrew Garfield for Audible UK
#finally something new to gif!!#andrew garfield#my gifs#the original video was so washed out/strongly lit I actually had to darken a video for once#there's almost a chiaroscuro look happening here#ugh it suits him so well#basically my goal in giffing is to show how gorgeous he is#cause that's how I see him all the time#sir please . . .#someone end my yearning misery please#bYE
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Hi! I love ur fics <3 i was thinking maybe you could do a hobie brown/ spiderpunk x female reader where her and hobie r going to do yk- and the reader is insecure of taking off her shirt because of her stomach rolls but hobie shows her how to love her self while like doing it with her. So basically like a lot of praise and etc.
You can add more or not do certain parts, or do it how you like :>
A/n- Hi! I’m so glad you like my fics, and I’m so sorry this took so long anon ): . Also I cannot find any pictures to fit with this so the gif is gonna have to do
𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭.
18+, smut, minors DNI, praise kink, afab reader, p in v, unprotected sex
You giggled when he pushed you onto the bed, you weren’t thinking much then- and right after dinner too?
He hungrily kissed you, slipping his tongue into your mouth, your hands on his cheeks as you kissed him back.
He began to take off his jacket. That’s when you stopped him. That’s when the thoughts in your head raced.
“Uh, Hobie?”
“Yeah?”
“Can we.. uh, wait for tomorrow? I’m tired, and we just ate so….” You asked nervously, avoiding his gaze. You sat up on the bed.
He quirked an eyebrow, his hands on the bottom of his shirt now at his sides.
“So..?”
“I mean… I’m just.. you know…?”
“No, I don’t, might have to elaborate.” He sat down next to you on the bed, already knowing what was wrong.
You messed with the edge of your shirt now, stuttering over your words as you spoke.
“I just feel…you know, my stomach rolls and I’m just-“
He immediately interrupted you.
“What? That’s what you’re worried ‘bout?” He laughed, but stopped when he saw your upset expression.
“Love, you don’t have to worry about that. I don’t care. Everyone has them, I’m like the skinniest guy ever, I still have ‘em. You’re perfect.” He said, meaning every single word.
He was great with his words, and the way he spoke. In a way that makes you feel special.
He grabbed your hands, kissing them.
“I love you. I love every part.” He mumbled, you gave him a small smile and kissed him.
He gently laid you down on the bed this time, a new goal in his mind.
To make you feel better about yourself.
“You’re gorgeous. Seriously. Don’t know how everyone who looks at you doesn’t fall in love.” He said against your lips, you rolled your eyes and brushed off his words.
He grabbed your jaw when you looked the other way.
“I’m bein’ serious. I’m gonna show you just how much I mean it.” He said, letting go it your jaw, littering small kisses against your neck.
You watched him, and you moaned when he hit into the soft skin.
He looked up at you again, and he was suddenly off the bed.
He looked up at you, and grabbed your ankles, making you laugh quietly.
He moved his hands up your legs, to your thighs, and eventually your shorts.
“May I?” He asked.
You nodded, and that was all the confirmation he needed as he pulled down your shorts and then your panties, your panties which your arousal was clear in.
He collected your juices on his finger, toying with your clit, and enjoying the sweet noises you made when he rubbed circles on your pussy.
His fingers were quickly replaced with his mouth, making you quickly grab onto his wicks.
You moaned, he was good with his tongue. Flicking it and licking in all the right spots, and it wasn’t long before you came on his tongue.
He licked a stripe up your pussy, making sure to get all of your cum.
He looked at you again, with a large smile on his face, licking his lips.
He started to take off his shirt and jacket, then his pants. You watched him carefully as he was left only in his boxers, his erection straining against the fabric.
He then looked back realizing you were still wearing your shirt. He made his way back onto the bed, and he took it off, you raised your arms.
You suddenly felt self conscious of yourself, and you moved your hands to your stomach.
He grabbed them quickly, pinning them above your head.
“Hobie-“ you whined.
He clicked his tongue, sighing.
“I don’t want none of that.”
You didn’t say anything as he let go of your wrists, he slithered a hand behind your back, and unclipping your bra.
He threw it on the floor, along with the rest of the both of your guys clothes.
You both were now named when he took off his boxers, he stroked his hard cock a few times before positioning it at your entrance.
He slowly slid in, just the tip at first. You moaned at the intrusion.
He then slid his full length in your pussy, your walls clenching down on him.
He groaned, throwing his head back and he stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size before sliding it out and slamming it back in.
His pace had your arms around him, you clawed at his back.
You both making the room echo with each noise and thrust, each groan and moan.
You closed your eyes.
“So gorgeous.” He mumbled, along with a few incoherent words you couldn’t make out at the moment, his cock feeling too good.
“Hobie, ‘m gonna-“ you started, but couldn’t finish your sentence because his thrusts were now even more relentless.
“I know, love. Cum for me.” He said, laying kisses on your skin as you let out a scream.
He smiled as he looked down at the mess you both made on the sheets.
He then pulled out, and with a few more strokes he was cumming on your stomach.
He laid down next to you. He turned his head to you, and you turned yours to him.
“C’mon. Let’s go take a bath, and then we can sleep.” He said, giving you a peck on your lips and standing up.
You nodded, he carried you to the bathroom when you struggled to walk.
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HELLO TMA FANDOM
TWS; Raw meat gifs, talking about the flesh and Jared Hopworth, at some point mentions of EDs and recovery from them, spicy and sappy headcanons for Jared simps.
Let’s talk flesh avatars, mostly, The bone turner; Jared!
Before we begin, Quick lil reminder that;
CANON JARED HOPWORTH IS A FINE ASS MOTHERFUCKER- What I mean is Alex stated that canon Jared is quite attractive/good looking?
Just-
ALEX WHY?
2. ALEX. WHY?!
And Lordy lord it pains me to see “ugly” Jared fanart. The fanart is alway pretty no matter what we do, like goddaym but yeah-
Like I can imagine a relationship with him?? And what it’d be like? And I what his relationships are like with other avatars?
For example, for you simps;
Jared in a romantic relationship;
Constant compliments on your physical appearance and asking if he can help with any insecurities? Like;
“You’re gorgeous/Handsome, darling. Your mussels hug your bone structure perfectly, it matches with your soft personality.”
Or
“What’s wrong honey? You want to clear up your acne and scars? Let’s see what we can do to help with that, yeah?”
But not like in a gross why which comes to my second point!
TW for mentioning EDs for this point; Will promote fitness and good health! In a non icky way, as an avatar of the flesh and a gym owner, he wants everyone to have their preferred body types if they have one! And he’s a Gardener and a butcher, so he knows what is good to eat for the body to stay healthy and be ticking properly!
Basically I can see him cooking you both lunch, and it matters what your diet or food goals are because he’ll eat the same as you to not make you feel lonely, and he’ll use everything from his own gardens and butchery?
He could also help you gain weight if that is your goal or help you recover from an ED and show you how to exercise in a healthy way or how to control binge eating better. He will also help you get a feel of some control back into your life!
HE WILL BE YOUR HYPE PERSON IF YOU HAVE NO BODY OR HEALTH GOALS!!
You plus size and happy with it? He’s happy for you and happy with you!
Thin and your happy with it? AGAIN! happy for you and with you!
If you have any body type and your comfortable in your own skin? he’s extremely happy for you and proud of you! And he won’t let anyone tear you down.
IF YOU ARE TRANS HE CAN HELP YOU TRANSITION FULLY WAYYYY FASTER
Like holy shit you’d transition 100x faster and he’s definitely either Trans himself or a big AF ally, idc what y’all say he’s pro-trans rights in every part of his being.
moving on to the sappy and spicy headcanons;
DINNER. DATES. with home cooked food from Jared or joint running days if you like going running! Or dates in his garden looking after the plants!
I see him extremely affectionate Like I said before he would give you a lot of compliments, he would be the best cuddler in the world, sadly, not a lot of kisses because I see him as a man with many teeth, some poking out from within his cheeks, or at the edge of his lips and this will cause him to be scared of hurting you if you were to kiss him
Like size difference? Being manhandled?Well so does he! He’s probably taller than you no matter what you do, thankfully he shift his body to be… smaller in places so he won’t break you literally and metaphorically-
Will use cannibalism as a motif for love sayin stuff like “I could just eat you” “I don’t wanna just be with you I wanna be a part of you” n stuff like that
And that is all for today :)) thank you for coming to my lil reminder TMA fandom…
//Tags:
#jared hopworth#we cannot trust rusty quill#why did Alex make this canon#the flesh#tma shitpost#reminder of the day#why is he so hot#tma avatars#tma#tma podcast#tma the flesh#feeding simps#Jared is hot
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AHHHHHH THE SANTI SOCCER PLAYER FIC!!! It was so good!! One of my favorite fics ive read in a while, thank you very much 💙💙
Imagine playing soccer with santi and the boys and absolutely kicking their asses. I feel like santi might feel a certain way 👀 just food for thought
Ah thank you so much! I’m super happy you enjoyed it 😊
Since I’m now so into this pairing I HAD to write a little blurb with your idea! Here you go! It’s set prior to the last one, earlier in their relationship.
Kick around: Santiago “Pope” Garcia x Masc!Soccer Player!Reader
Summary: Santi watches you run circles around his squad, and it makes him feel some kinda way.
Genre: fluff but Santi is a horny bastard (no smut, not explicit.) He soff! He dopey in love!
Reader: masc!reader, he/him pronouns. No anatomical / physical descriptions. Reader takes shirt off on pitch.
Author’s note: I ship these two so hard 🥹
Gif by @thewaythisis
You’re the hottest person to have ever existed.
Santi is sure of it.
He’d invited the whole squad along to your traditional Sunday morning kick-around. They’d been pestering him to meet you and this -you’d agreed- seemed like a fun and low pressure way to get to know them a little. While you’re in your element.
But, watching you run circles around every single one of them, is making him feel some kind of way.
It’s basically 5-a-side (well, four of them) versus you, and you are a fucking machine.
The breath saws in and out of his lungs as he watches Frankie attempt to pass the ball to Will as though he’s never met a soccer ball in his life, the shot clearly jarring his leg - a fact Frankie quickly attempts to gloss over.
He watches you dance around Will, basically teasing him far more than you need to with you fancy footwork. Will’s chest is heaving, his body lurching all over the place. You make every one of his highly trained operatives look cumbersome and tired, and meanwhile you’re not even out of breath. Haven’t broken a sweat. Have a gorgeous shit-eating grin on your face.
Santi is fit enough to keep up for a while longer at least, even if his soccer skills are lacklustre. He’s fine with that, honestly. He knows he has plenty of other skills - but the boys are actually competing with you as though it’s a matter of personal pride. As through they stand a chance.
Santi dips off to the side of the pitch to refuel with water and to calm his shaky legs, but in truth he’s just enjoying watching you. He enjoys showing you off. He enjoys the fact that you’re completely kicking their asses. He very much enjoys how hot you look as you do it too. How in control you look. How poised. You’re so fucking competent. The way your body looks as you run circles around them. Your 100-watt smile which he can see shining from all the way over here.
And finally, he watches you approach Benny, the last line of defence between you and the goal.
Benny is the only one that maybe has any kind of shot at besting you. He’s in shape. He’s spry. He’s an athlete.
No wait. He’s… calling a time-out? He’s grabbing some water. He’s taking his shirt off and… damn, you follow suit, and as Santi continues to sip on his water he has to be careful it doesn’t drool from the corner of his mouth at the sight of you.
Still, when Benny is ready, you resume, and he puts in a good effort but he has no hope in hell. You run rings around him. Leave him in the dust. His only hope is a completely dirty tackle, and Santi had already warned him what the consequences of that would be.
Still, the bastard does it anyway. Tries to grab you and swipe the ball from out under you. You stop dead still, putting your arms in the air and scolding the man. “This isn’t MMA, Benjamin.” Santi chuckles to himself. God, he loves that you fit right in. Like you’ve always been here. Like he’s always known you.
Then, you let Benny retake his position and you fleet straight past him, socking a sweet shot right into the top corner of the net with precision.
The boys all congregate now, Frankie folded in half and looking like he’s begging for an end to this torment. You pat him on the back and run to get him a towel and an isotonic drink, and Santi’s eyes crease with fondness as he watches you take care of and banter with his squad as though they are your own.
It’s one of the many things that can make him imagine you being in his life for a very long time, and the thought causes a sort of tranquility to wash over him.
Eventually, you peel of, nodding your head in the direction of Santi and beelining over towards where he casually leans up against a tree, doing that little footballer run to get over to him.
“Hiiiii,” he says dreamily, his pupils replaced by hearts, he’s sure, as he melts into a puddle.
You look amused. “Having fun, baby?”
Santi simply blinks, batting his long-lashes at you.
“Hiiiii,” he repeats, giving you the once-over with his eyes and evidently liking what he sees.
“Hi,” you laugh bashfully, the rich sound bobbing in your throat, and meanwhile Santi pushes up off the tree and shimmies closer. He places his hands at your hips, where shorts meet bare skin, and you have the good sense to clamp your hands over his, as though he’d be ballsy enough to strip you right here. “Do you think the guys are having fun?”
“I don’t know,” Santi purrs. “I’ve forgotten all their names. Faces. There’s only you.” A blatant heat is brewing in his eyes, and his gaze trails like fire over you.
You drop your voice lower in your throat. “Oh, you liked that did you? Watching me run circles around your friends? Showing me off?”
Santi smiles dopily at you. He’s got nothing.“Hiiiii,” he repeats, and you slide your hands from where they rest and loop them around his neck.
“Well. You can show me how much I impressed you later. For now, we have brunch.”
“Skip brunch,” Santi grunts, like a Neanderthal.
“Baby!” you eyes search his for sense. “I promised to get to know your friends. It’s important for us, right?”
The fact you’d do that for him? The fact you said us? It’s just one of the many things that makes Santiago want you in his life for a very, very long time.
One of the things; but there are so many more.
#santiago garcia x m!reader#santiago garcia x reader#santiago pope garcia x reader#mlm#triple frontier
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Will Miller: Sex in Publix
A/N: FINALLY writing for Will Fucking “Ironhead” Miller from Triple Frontier!!! So excited, my dears!! Here’s some smut about you helping Will recover from his violent cereal aisle incident at Publix... which results in you two having shameless public sex.
Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader
Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, reference to traumatic experience, sex in public (obvs)
Inspiration: WILL’S SPEECH from the opening scene of the movie. Serious big dick energy 🥵
Word Count: ~2.5k
** THE SPEECH **
Quoted from Triple Frontier’s opening scene
Parts that are referenced in this fic are in bold below. (You seriously need to watch it, though...)
About five years ago, when I was on leave... I found myself standing in the middle of the cereal aisle at the Publix... with my arm around some guy's throat. I was squeezing so hard he pissed himself.
My fiancée at the time had to climb on my back just so I didn’t actually kill the guy.
Do you know why I was doing this? Because he hadn’t moved his cart when I asked.
I was the best of the best, able to shut down, control, manipulate... all basic human instincts towards one goal: the completion of my mission. But the effects of committing extreme violence on other human beings are biological and physiological. That’s the price of being a warrior.
Fic begins after ‘Keep reading’ ...
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A/N: Why yes, I just inserted the same gif again, so that you have the image right above, for purposes of the description of this mouthwatering motherfucker doing his GODDAMN CHEWING GUM LOWER LIP TONGUE THING in the third paragraph 😛
“We shouldn’t even be here...”
“Will, you say that every time,” you remind your fiancé as he strolls your cart through the aisles at Publix, slowly approaching Aisle 6. You can feel him tense up now as you’re drawing near. “It’s like I told you, babe—the best way to work through your shit is to come and revisit the scene of the crime.”
“Crime?” he rolls his tongue around the piece of gum he’s chewing, lets it slide along the inside of his full pink lower lip. He knows just what he’s doing: making it bulge in a way that looks fucking delicious. That action in itself is a crime calling for arrest. “You know the guy didn’t press charges.”
“That’s because you threatened to kill him if he did. Besides, the poor bastard had just pissed all over the floor; I’m pretty sure he wasn’t going wild to include that kind of detail if he filed a police report.”
He shrugs that off with a half-laugh. Tries to ignore how he had choked a total stranger with such brutal force... simply because he hadn’t moved his cart when Will had asked. “The fact stands that I’m criminally innocent.”
“Of course. The perfect model citizen,” you can’t help but indulge him in a playful little compliment. “With model good looks, too.”
Will rolls his eyes, those eyes you constantly effuse are the most gorgeous shade of blue. He never seems to think it’s true. “Butter me up, why don’t you.”
“Like I always do.”
He cracks a smile, which quickly vanishes as you reach Aisle 6. “Speaking of which, didn’t we just finish the butter in the fridge? I’ll go and grab some; maybe you can get the cereal, then meet me in the dairy aisle...”
“Nice try, big guy—not happening. Come on,” you urge, taking a soft yet firm hold of his muscular upper arm. “What, are you scared of Cap’n Crunch or something? Man up, Captain. Don’t be a pussy ass bitch.”
“Cap’n Crunch is creepy as shit. Freaked me out as a kid,” he says with an exaggerated cringe. “But seriously, babe—you know that going back there makes me... twitch.”
“And I’ll be there to hold your hand, and talk you through it, like I always am,” you reassure him. “Will, it’s gotten better every time we visit. We’ve made real progress; it’s a process, and to be honest, I think it’s almost finished.”
He bites that luscious lip of his. “What if it isn’t.”
“Then we’ll keep trying till it is, okay? You have to trust me. Either way, we’ll hurry home, soon as we’re done... so you can fuck me.”
His eyes light up at that, just as you knew they would, and he pushes the cart straight ahead. Not afraid to admit he’s been played. “Damn does my girl know how to control and manipulate...”
“I learned from the best of the best, as they say. My big strong ironhead fiancé.”
As it turns out today, the sex will happen long before you leave the store. Neither of you will be able to wait.
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“So. How you feeling?” you ask him, standing by his side in the spot where it happened. As he stands still and stares, you reach up to comb your fingers through the soft golden spikes of his hair, hoping that the tender loving touch will help his healing.
Will chews his gum a little harder, with a firm clench of his jaw. Blue eyes a little darker. And good God—you shouldn’t be having these thoughts, but fuck, the smoldering look on his face right now is just about the hottest thing you ever saw...
You can see the scenes replay inside his mind. Not just the incident itself, choking a random guy in Publix half to death, squeezing so hard the bastard lost his breath and pissed himself—but more importantly, the underlying cause. Years of trauma, molding Will into a man that he himself feared and despised. So many years spent searching for the kind of peace he always craved but thought he’d never find.
He tells you often how he found it in your arms; though you’re a sucker for his charms, you always brush the line aside. That shit’s just corny. And besides, he only says it when he’s horny... which is all the fucking time.
One of the many things that you two have in common. Ever since Will Miller claimed you as his woman, the two of you have been getting it on so fucking often that it’s probably a crime.
You try to stop your mind from wandering in that direction. Will needs to process heavy shit right now and you’re supposed to help him. Shouldn’t get distracted by your own lady erection, as you silently admire him in all his alpha male perfection... mind burning with questions—like, but how the hell can it even be possible to be so fucking beautiful...?
His hands aren’t twitching in the way that often happens when he’s here, but still, he’s awfully tense and quieter than usual. Maybe it’s time to head out of the cereal aisle; return some other time, after a little while. You hold him close to whisper in his ear, stroking his arm with a warmhearted smile. “Listen, babe—if you don’t want to talk... then let’s go home and crack open some beer, or a bottle of wine... I’ll suck your cock, and everything will be just fine. I’m proud of you for coming here today. Now let’s get out of here so you can come someplace better, okay?”
Now at that, Will at last has a few words to say. He snaps out of his self-hating haze and attacks you just with the sheer power of his deep blue gaze. “Mmm, you mean like deep inside my filthy little whore of a fiancée?”
You feign offense, reacting with a gasp, dealing his upper arm a playful little slap. “Captain Miller! What gives you the right to talk to me like that—in public, no less? Show some damn respect.”
He answers with a flirty, dirty laugh. “Respect my ass.”
“I do, and you know that. It’s perfect,” you remind him as you reach around to grab it through his pants, loving the way the sculpted muscle tenses up beneath your hands. “And I respect it even better when it’s naked, so let’s get—”
“Gimme a minute,” he interrupts you with a kiss on the top of your head. “You know, before you started talking all that frisky business... I was just about to tell you that I think we’re finally finished. Babe, you did it.”
You pause, dropping your jaw—does he mean what you think he does? Now that the tone is back to serious, you free his fine ass from the grasp of your horny claws. “...did it?”
Will smiles and nods. “I know my stubborn ass kept resisting these visits. But you were right, babe. Like always. I think I’ve finally gotten past this shit. I mean—not all my shit; that’s a serious beast. But the whole Publix incident, at least. I just... today I finally felt released. At peace with it.”
There are no words to capture how giddy you feel. You wrap your arms around his neck with an excited squeal, heartbeat happily racing. “Babe, that’s amazing! We did it. I may be the one with all the brilliant ideas, but you were smart enough to listen.”
He lets out a soft giggle, hugging you so hard it tickles. “I still say you get all the credit. Manipulating me with all those promises of sex the way you did. Straight up forcing me into submission.”
“Oh, don’t put it that way. Now let’s not forget who’s the dom in the bedroom. Promise you’ll always play Captain, okay?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he chuckles. “Whatever you say.”
The one thing on your mind as you snuggle into his embrace is this man smells like actual heaven... hot damn. You pull back from the hug, desperate to get home and get fucked. But there’s still one more thing to get out of the way.
You make some effort to compose yourself before what’s coming next. “Oh, and before we go—there’s something else I wanted you to know. Now that your issue’s been addressed... well, I also have something to confess.”
After those words, you pause for longer than you should. Which isn’t good.
“Go on?” Will holds your hand and gives you an encouraging, heartwarming nod.
Ugh, he’s so cute when he’s all soft and full of love. Despite being so big and tough. All at once a sugar baby muffin and a savage fucking sex god.
You clear your throat, collecting your slightly embarrassing thoughts. “So, when the whole... incident happened, in the moments just before I climbed onto your back, to pull you off of that poor man, I was just—watching you attack... and... well, at first I didn’t even know how to react, because... uhhh...”
Those blue eyes of his blink, and you can barely even think. Apparently you have a goddamn golden eyelash kink?
Will tries to urge you to continue; though it’s clear he’s quite sincere, he’s also more than just a little bit amused. He always loves to see you bumbling like a fool and acting totally uncool. He says it’s super cute. “Because what?”
You re-clear your throat, though it’s all clear already. Try to stay somewhat calm and steady. Keep your hormones in control. You are in public after all; people can see you even if they’re out of earshot. “I don’t know, it’s just—watching you do that was... I mean, don’t get me wrong, it was fucked up, and yes I knew it had to stop—but it was also... you know... super fucking hot?”
He blinks again, brows arching up a bit. “You’re kidding.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Y/N, I... I was out of my damn mind. Completely out of line. Like, deadly dangerous.”
“Oh, you think I didn’t notice?”
“No, I know you did...”
Fucking hell. You pull your hand from his and turn toward the shelves, grabbing a random box of cereal to occupy yourself. “Now you’re kink-shaming me. Never done that before, but now the truth comes out that I’m a sick and twisted whore—”
“What? Y/N, come on,” he groans, wrapping his arms around you from behind, the kind of big bear hug that always feels like home. “You know that isn’t how I meant it...”
“No, forget it. Just forget I ever said it.”
“Can’t really do that, to be honest. Babe, I’m into all your kinks, I promise. I just need a sec to process this.”
“Seriously—Will, this whole cereal aisle shouldn’t be about me. Even just mentioning it like I did was selfish. So forget it.”
“I’m not gonna just...”
“Hey, I have an idea,” you interrupt, eager to change the subject, as you now notice that you’d just happened to pick a box of Cap’n Crunch. With the creepy cartoon captain’s face emblazoned on the front. “What if you need a final outlet? Just to let off any steam that might be lingering, to make sure that you’ve really gotten over the whole cereal aisle incident?”
Will purrs as he leans closer into your shoulder. You stupidly assume he’s also looking at the cereal box you’re holding, but he isn’t. “Hmmm, you thinking what I’m thinking...?”
As it happens, you’re totally oblivious to what he just implied, since you’re still trying to recover from embarrassment. You step off to the side, pulling away from his embrace so that you’re standing face to face. And hold the box in front of you like it’s a martial arts board made for him to break. “Here, if you need something to punch... why don’t you let it out on Cap’n Crunch.”
He blinks, again, apparently a little stunned. You’re too oblivious to even notice that he has a hard on.
You gesture toward the crunchy cap’n. “Go on. Clock him one.”
Will shifts uncomfortably in an attempt to hide the stiffness of his cock. “Punch a cereal box? Babe, this is fucking ridiculous...”
“This creepy bastard haunted you throughout your childhood,” you remind him. “Come on, do it, Will. Show him who’s captain. You know it’ll feel good.”
He tosses a quick glance behind him to make sure that no one’s around to witness. “Can’t believe I’m gonna do this, but if you insist...”
Balling his right hand up into a fist, he fucking launches it at the cartoon son of a bitch. You know he didn’t go full force—the blow would’ve thrust you and Cap’n both across the room, of course—but he went hard enough to cause the cardboard box serious damage.
Will looks down at the damage he caused to his childhood nemesis, more pleased with it than he’d like to admit. “Well, shit.”
You flash him a triumphant grin, glad for the win. “Felt great, didn’t it?”
“Yeah, it did,” he laughs at himself with a shake of his head. “But the box is all busted.”
“Well, we are model citizens, so we’re obviously going to take responsibility and pay for this,” you tell him. “And William—don’t even think about bitching that Cap’n Crunch isn’t a worthwhile purchase. The catharsis that he just provided was worth it.”
Your fiancé is fully in agreement with that sentiment. “Sounds perfect.”
Moving toward your shopping cart, you pause before throwing the box in, stopping to salute the captain with one hand over your heart. “We thank you, Cap’n, for your service.”
Will lets out one of his loud, loving laughs and hugs you from the back again. “My God, you’re such a fucking dork...”
You shrug, melting into the hug. “Well, my dorky ass just singlehandedly took care of your entire healing process. So don’t knock it if it worked.”
“Oh, I wasn’t gonna knock it,” Will replies, suddenly spinning you around with your back up against the shelves, so you can see and feel the feral fire in his eyes. You practically just wet yourself. Even more so upon the words he utters next. “I was just thinking that I really wanna fuck it.”
Holy hell. This man is living breathing sex. Your words come out all jumbled up and shit. “What—how... you mean right now? In public?”
Will grinds his hips into your crotch so you can finally feel the stiffness of his dick. God, it’s so big. His every word and action never fail to make your pussy twitch. “Hmm, what is that I’m hearing... judgment? Are you kink-shaming me, bitch?”
Hot damn, you love how playfully sadistic your fiancé is. “No, I wouldn’t fucking dream of it. I love it,” you respond, succumbing to the force of his cock and the heat of your cunt. For good measure before you both give yourselves over to such guilty pleasure, to everything both of you want, you glance nervously up and down Aisle 6.
All is clear at the moment. And if that unexpectedly changes... you know there’s a risk, the constant threat of danger of onlooking strangers... well, fuck it. You and Will won’t let that stop you from indulging in some shameless sex in Publix.
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hi love !! may i pls get a ship with txt (if you know them well enough!) and enha (but only with the hyung line !! but i would LOVE to know if my original pick was a maknae line member :)) my description was SUPER long (I GOT CARRIED AWAY </3) so you can cut my request at the personality part when posting my ship (like right here) ! tysm in advance <3
I’m an ‘03 liner that’s 5’9.5 (basically 5’10) with dark skin, jet black hair (currently in long twists rn!!), and i’m on the curvier side (esp hips and my thighs) !! some of my favorite features are my plump lips (and i have a beauty mark near the inside of my bottom lip!), my long legs (they’re 40.5 inches long and look so good in dresses and skirts <33), my kempt and pretty fingernails, and my eyelashes !!! i’m a virgo (and surprisingly i get along with all the signs, i cant think of a sole zodiac sign i DONT mix well with) ! i’m also an ambivert all the way! i often come off as cold/quiet when meeting new people (one of my closest friends avoided me for a MONTH before talking to me because i looked so intimidating LMAO), but once you get close to me i turn into a goofy (heavy on the goofy, im never NOT laughing) bundle of warmth and love: i always add the <3 to my texts and i like to buy my friends/s/o their favorite starbucks order when they need a little cheer-me-up. also, lots of people say i’m mature and carry myself well, but around my friends i’m one of the most goofiest people ever (probably bc my face will literally be 😐 one sec and then 🥰 the next second when someone makes me laugh <3)
i’m extremely passionate about the issues and people i care about and the goals and dreams i have. I’m creative, an extremely good listener, always caring, a social butterfly, and extremely hardworking. my friends always told me of my heart of gold and how perceptive i am of the people around me—noticing immediately when something is wrong and trying to make them feel better. I’m also very headstrong, detailed, and determined!! my friends also call me a nerd since i’ve had all a’s since kindergarten—i LOVE school/education and would describe myself as intelligent. i really like that i’m empathetic and motivational to those around me. it’s really easy for me to show my affection, adoration, and support for someone because i just want everyone to feel loved and safe :( i HATE seeing my loved ones sad, and when people usually have problems about anything (from family to just school), i’m the one they come to talk to because of my warm and openminded heart. I love sharing happiness with my friends in their goals and always hype them up no matter what, and it makes me so so so so happy seeing my loved ones content, comfortable, accepted, and just knowing that they mean so much to me and that they’re loved. im also really, really funny (my fave personality trait of mine tbh)!! I’m always cracking jokes and laughing (sometimes for no reason LMAOO). i would be in the library at like 7 am with my friends and struggle with stifling my laugh from jokes i told </3 although i’m extremely nice and outgoing, i’m not afraid to stand my ground (most of the time) and will easily give back any nasty or rude attitude that comes my way from rude people. i’m super defensive (esp about topics like blm, medical injustice, cultural insensitivity/appropriation, sexism/racism/ableism/homophobia), so if someone says some shit out of pocket, i will not be afraid to put them in their place !!! a lot of people (especially older/more traditional folk) do not like that about me but i could care less <3 and as any other person, i have flaws (too hard on myself when things dont go as perfectly as planned, i come off as too blunt or insensitive sometimes, i hold grudges, and i hate conflict and usually avoid it (which can be a bad thing), but I’m actively working to change and grow from those flaws !! some useless facts about me: i love love love afrobeats (nigerian gyal here), some k-pop groups (bts, txt, enha, ateez, gwsn, p1h, and some 2nd gen groups!), and r&b (rihanna and bey and aaliyah <33). I have a deeper voice for a girl (i was bullied for sounding like a man LMFAO), i LOVE to play roblox, i’ve been to 14/50 US states, i can do VERY simple makeup, people often think my nails are acrylics bc they’re long and i love doing nail art on them), and i know all the lyrics and adlibs to enhypen’s given-taken 😋 if i could describe myself in a word, it’d be openminded!! and my dreams for the future are 1) to be truly happy and comfortable (which includes finding my true love <33) 2) to make a change on the people around me and the world itself (preferably through healthcare so i can mend health disparities in POC and low-income neighborhoods!!), and i love junk food (I SHOULDNT but it’s so good). I also LOVE law and order svu and forensic files, princess and the frog, tangled, and penthouse !!!!!
I also love to go out and explore—whether trying out a new restaurant in the city or a newly opened amusement park or trying something new, like skydiving (or some other crazy but fun idea), trying recipes from around the world, or trying sledding for the first time! at the same time, i like really chill, mellow spending-time-alone-or-with-one-other-person activities like baking (my favorite treat to bake is red velvet cupcakes and cheddar bay biscuits) and dancing !! (i’ve been a dancer for more than 12 years!!). i can also speak more than 5 languages (english, igbo, delta igbo, efik, mandarin, korean, dutch) and i’m always saying random phrases (like thank you, i love u so much!, gtfo my face, that sucks ass) in a random language too LMFAOOO. i often think being a coffee/cafe lover is a personality trait (i love love love love love coffee) i also love accessories (earrings, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings, etc) and would die of happiness when the day i can wear matching accessories with my s/o comes. i also love cleaning/keeping my spaces clean and hate a dirty space </3
along with being my best friend and lover all in one, my ideal type is literally someone who looks cold/cool/mysterious/laid back at first glance but is actually the shyest, cutest, warmest honey bun i have ever seen in my life </3 ALSO a man who can pull off all black outfits like those are my FAVORITE omg. he needs to be FUNNY and have a BIG sense of humor (like i want to laugh every second i’m with him and laugh so hard that our stomachs start hurting and we beg each other to stop making jokes type of humor), fashionable (so i can learn fashion pls and wear coordinated outfits with him). i just want a boy who i could talk to and listen to for HOURS. like i would follow him into the bathroom as he showers and sit on the toilet and just listen to him talk about his day or vent to him, but also a boy that loves comfortable silence!! like we can spend the whole together and come back to the house where im studying and he’s working on a personal project so that just being with him makes me feel warm <3 i want a s/o who’s willing to go out and travel with me so i could take off guard pics of him and make him my wallpaper until he begs me to change it. im also not good at conflict so if conflict arises, id love a boy who knows how to talk me down and open up the room for conversation and make me feel safe and not as if im confronted or wrong, someone where we can just talk, resolve our problem, and make it up with a hug or night out!! this kinda leads to me wanting a relationship where we both help improve each other and our flaws. in addition to the flaws i listed earlier, the way i dont open up easily and take things to heart WAY too often are going to cause some problems in a relationship along the way (ofc). so, i’d really appreciate a relationship where my partner and i can help each other grow as people. i think the best relationships are where both partners help each other blossom into the best version of themselves (here i go being a hopeless romantic again). i also love love love to cook, so i’d love an s/o that loves cooking with me and teaching each other how to cook each other’s cultural foods (i would love to teach my bf how to cook jollof rice and have a cookoff one day). i also want a boy that i can tease (i love to tease people omg) <3 like i could say “u look like a cute tomato when u blush, my cutie pie <3333” to “and that’s why you got a big ass head” and we’d just laugh and he’d tease me back <33 I like ALL 5 of the love languages (im a hopeless romantic ik) but my top 3 tied for 1st are quality time (HEAVY ON THE QUALITY TIME i want to spend everyday with my bf at chinatown or a new city exploring), words of affirmation (someone who reaffirms me of their love continuously, supportively, and in sweet ways), and acts of service (cooking my favorite food when i’m down, doing chores that i cant do when tired). men who are really expressive through touch are also ideal <3 i'd shy away from pda, but inside the house i’d be so happy yet so shy and flustered when they express their love through touch (like laying in my lap so i can play with their hair, holding my hand while watching tv, touching my waist whenever, cuddling while talking about whatever). OR like the SLIGHTEST compliment or act of love (LIKE BACKHUGS OR HOLDING HANDS OR KISSING MY BEAUTY MARKS OR FOREHEAD KISSESJSJSJSJ) i love a man who's goal oriented, know what he wants, and makes the move first (kinda like taking control of the relationship!!) in all, i’d just love to be really appreciated and loved and also show the same love, support, warmth, closeness, and happiness to my bf <3
tysm in advance!!! Have an amazing day/afternoon/evening!
hihihi! thanks for your request, this was fun to do!
in txt, i ship you with soobin!
unrelated but this gif makes me so happy
i think you and soobin would be a really cute dynamic! in the beginning of your relationship he would feel very interested, but he'd get mixed feelings on your end. but as soon as he begins to pick up on your feelings, he'd start making moves and asking you out. he'd love for you to teach him some of your languages! if he heard you say anything randomly he'd get really excited and think it's so beautiful, just like you! he is similar to you, not very into pda in public, but if you're alone together? you are not allowed to move unless he comes with you attached to your side. all in all, you'd be an a d o r a b l e couple, and so fun to be around!
in enhypen, i ship you with sunghoon!
you two would be mf POWER COUPLE!! you're both very unapproachable and like, gorgeous on the outside, but so fun and happy once you get to know each other. i definitely see him asking you out first, in a very blunt way, like to the point where you'd be a bit taken aback. but he'd be the sweetest person to you on dates, he'd love study/work dates, where you both are working in a cafe, or on a couch across from each other. the silence would be cool and comfortable but he'd actively seek out a way to stay connected to you, whether it be tangling your legs together, or placing his free hand on yours. this little shit loves to tease you and see you blush, but it's all out of love. you guys would be the it couple of your friend group, and you'd just be so amazing together.
#thanks for the request!#ships#enhypen#txt#txt fluff#txt soft hours#enhypen sunghoon#sunghoon#park sunghoon#txt soobin#choi soobin#enhypen imagines#txt imagines#enhypen ships#txt ships#lmk if you want anything else !
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SEAL Team, the parallels and Jason Hayes’ journey
[Spoilers for 4x01 and 4x02, read at your own risks!]
I don’t know if my mind keeps going there because I’ve been watching Supernatural and reading between the lines for so long, but the way SEAL Team highlighted Jason’s journey through these last two episodes absolutely blew my fucking mind.
THE GODDAMN PARALLELS, PEOPLE.
The first and obvious one are the parallels they’ve started to set between Jason and Cerberus, all the way into season 3: Cerberus not being on top anymore, making mistakes that could potentially be dramatic (which he does on that op, effectively taking Brock down at first and then Jason), and Brock having to make the hard decision of taking him off duty; Jason, on the other hand, is left wondering what’s left of his life, if he still has a purpose as Forces leave Afghanistan and J-Bad behind, if Jason Hayes can exist outside of War. 04x01 was set to parallel both stories and it’s been done so very effectively (also side note, gotta thank Director DB for these gorgeous wide plans — boy might have taken a page out of the Lord of the Rings playbook, as per @camille-williams’ comment). The parallels between Jace and Cerb ends with the scene where Brock brings him back into the cages’ room, and there’s an interesting bit of dialog from Jason here that directly highlights Jace’s path:
“A warrior’s place is on the battlefield. That dog was bred to be in the fight. But I think he’s suffered way too much stress, combat and trauma. I think it’s time for him to just be a dog.”
………… sirs, is that foreshadowing?
(yes, it is)
The way they set the flashbacks between current-Jace and 13-years-ago-Jace was absolutely spot on, basically highlighting Jason’s self-doubts as they’re going into their final mission with Bravo Team ‘as it stands’ (because both Ray and Clay are set to leave at that point). The way Jason’s mind went from “Family first” to “Bravo Team always comes first” takes a wide place, also highlighting all the in-betweens — Jason wanting to be a family man, having more kids/opposed to Jason walking on Ray and Naima being sweet as fck (The Perrys, man, do I love the Perrys ❤️) and looking at that picture of Alana and Mickey with blank eyes. We get a glimpse at what Jason used to be, carefree, always in for a fight and a laugh, which is now being paralleled by the team-leader who gets shit done. I also loved that we got to see what Ray was like before he turned into what he is now, paralleling with his current family situation (again, THE PERRYS ❤️).
The parallels between Jason’s ex team leader Guzo and present team leader Jace was one I didn’t expected but ended up loving. We get to see how Jason evolved and morphed into the warrior and team leader he is today, and truth be told, I don’t think he’d be here without Guzo. We see him knock some sense into young Hayes, and we get to see the exact moment where Jason’s head shifts into the Team mode we’ve been seeing him in ever since the serie started. I also personally loved some of the tidbits we got from the dialog (“You can’t be half a gangster, Hayes”, “All in all the time”), including the “When you’re outside the wire, home is where you hang your helmet” because that’s a direct callback to a line that Jason said to Ray in season 3. There’s a lot of Guzo in Jason, and this episode put a lot of effort into making sure we get to understand Jace’s journey… which I loved, because we didn’t get to see a lot of that in the past.
Then comes the parallels between Clay and Jason, set so carefully since season 1, that turns into a very blatant show of “Clay is Jason from a decade ago minus the goddamn trauma”. There’s a whole different meta post to be made about Clay’s story arc over these last two episode, and I’m not sure I have the strength to dive in just yet, but I’ll say this bit: Clay’s story has been crafted from day 1 to be paralleled with Jason’s, and if that wasn’t clear enough before, I think these two episodes gave us the most solid view of that. If not for the fact that it’s Clay who get’s to take out Al-Hazred Jr. when we know Jason took out Al-Hazred Sr. 13 years before (effectively moving his career forward onto the path he’s now been on for a decade), I think the plan has always been to follow Clay’s journey as he works up the ladder of Bravo Team, and with STA-21 taken off the table and Bravo 1 stepping down, I wouldn’t be surprised to see both Ray staying and Clay effectively starting to train as Bravo 2 (although there are probably going to be disciplinary consequences, but I wouldn’t be surprised to see that pattern unfold later on during the season).
Which brings me to my best friend’s question from last night: when do you think Jason’s “Oh” moment happened? Was it there all along, or does he work up to it during those two hours and come to realization later on in that bar?
I do think he works up to it. It’s clearly highlighted throughout the entire episode, but the first thing that struck me is the way the flashbacks are carefully crafted to give off a “what’s my place in all of this, and do I still have one” vibe.
The scene where Ray is Skyping with Naima when Jason arrives was incredibly powerful to me. The dialog itself (“Just come home safe, that’s all that matters to anyone in this house / People in that house is what matters to me the most”) highlights Jason’s family situation, the fact that he’s coming home to an empty apartment, and it’s directly shown by him taking Alana and Mickey’s photo in hand. That’s when we get the “Family always come first” flashback, and it’s maybe the most painful of it all.
We see Jason’s doubts as to where he stands in this, and it might be the first time ever. The parallels (again!) between now-Bravo-1-Jason and then-Bravo-1-Guz is so carefully set that I half-expected him to show up at the end in that bar, knocking some sense into Jason (I guess he kind of did, since Jason is looking at Guzo’s picture on the bar’s wall before he gathers the Team to say his piece).
Then there’s the conversation between Chaplain Walker and Jace, and boy, oh boy, is it foreshadowing (no pun intended) (okay, maybe a little).
For the sake of it, let me just pull up dialogs real quick:
J: Whole place will be scrapped in a month. You’ll be out of business.
W: I’ll be reassigned. Address will change, job never does.
J: You ever wish you had a job where at the end of it, there was a sign that, I don’t know, said that you were done, that it was over?
W: What would that look like?
J: My Flyers, when they win the Stanley Cup, they go down Broad St. and they have a parade. It’s a victory… you see it.
W: Unfortunately for us, the war on terror doesn’t have a goal line to cross. But you know, you don’t strike me as the type who need to spike the football.
J: Just be nice to know that it was worth the cost. 40 fallen brothers, a broken marriage, broken body… broken head.
W: You told me last time we spoke, you know you’ve made an impact that will last forever here.
J: The only thing that’s gonna last forever is this war. I’ll — I’ll see you around.
W: You know, I — I think you’re wrong about them just scrapping it all. Somebody’s gonna sort through it. You know, ask the questions that we all should ask.
J: I don’t understand. What do you mean?
W: End of the day — what do you take away from here? What can you pull from the rubble, to be cherished? What do you need to leave behind? And what can you pass on to someone else?
SEAL Team 04x02 — Forever War
This is the first time I’ve ever seen Jason voice his doubts, in public, to someone who is NOT Ray, or for that matter, Sonny. This is Jason acknowledging that he doesn’t really know where he stands, or what’s left for him. We’re starting to see the “where does Jason Hayes stands in all of this, and can Jason Hayes exists outside of the battlefield”.
(Also, I love Chaplain Walker, can we keep him pretty please?)
Then they go home, and Mandy drops the hammer on him (“If I don’t walk away now, I’m gonna lose myself forever”). He sees firsthand someone he loves and connects with deciding to walk away. The whole conversation between them is Jason trying so hard to hold onto the threads and Mandy basically saying “this is me walking away because I can, we can, you still can. You’re not just a shell of a man doomed to be sent on the battlefield, Jason, there’s more to it.”
We get the cages’ room scene with Cerberus coming back and Jason voicing the fact that it’s time for Cerberus to “just be a dog” because he’s seen enough war, enough trauma.
And then comes the bar scene with a steel chair.
First and foremost, and that is not entirely Jason related, but I’m a big fan of the song choice in the background of the Savis scene (Matt Costa’s Make That Change), if only for the exact part of the lyrics that have been chosen to be played at that exact moment (“Because the start is the finish line, even if you take two steps back / You gotta make that change to see a brighter day”). Now, I don’t really believe in coincidence, and even if it is… It’s a really nice nods to what’s about to unfold.
And boy, does that unfold. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a sobbing mess all through the entirety of Jason’s speech.
I think learning that Clay’s taking the fall for Ray is the final straw for Jason. We see the realization on his face right before he turns to Guzo’s portrait on the wall. I’m not going to go much further than that, I’ve giffed the whole dialog of Jason explaining he’s standing down earlier right here.
All I’ve got to say at this point is that this was supposed to be our season finale last season, and it culminated the whole arc of Jason’s character over season 3. I’m incredibly excited to see what’s in store for the rest of season 4, and how/if Jason adapts. I see growth through a man that spent a lot of time trying to ignore and override the signs of his body and mental health to keep grinding, because he truly believed that’s what he was meant to be. I wonder what his next step is going to be, and where it’s going to take him.
This is incredibly all over the place, but I swear I’ll get better at sorting through my ideas overtime. Until then, enjoy that mess of a meta and feel free to add to it if you’ve got anything else to say.
#good lord spn really did broke me#i know for a fact that literally NO ONE is going to read that long ass post but i also DON'T GIVE A FUCK#this is 2k words about jason hayes and i'm not sorry#seal team#seal team meta#seal team cbs#jason hayes#character meta#character analysis#jus.meta#seik-o#archer-and-lionprince#usersamanne#overtimeme#mutteringghost#abcdefuk-off#usermone#userbravo
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Bearded Jensen, showing us one of his many talents. To get your attention. 💖
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Now while you are still here, I would like to clear something out of my chest. I'm against hate in general. Being a fan of something/someone does not mean that you must validate your appreciation by hating and insulting others. I'm not a shipper; I am a fan of Dean Winchester. For me, he is a whole person that is much more than just a brother and someone of whom a particular celestial being is drooling over. I don't like when Dean is being tossed around like a piece of meat between the ships—saying that you will find shipping content in my blog, the one that treats Dean somewhat good. I mean, I don't see him as the shippers do, but for example, one of the things I love in Dean is his love for Sam; I'm a fan of their codependency. I love the love they have for each other! I love when they hug and make sweet little gestures to show their affection to one another.
The same applies to Dean and Castiel. I love how Dean's genuine kindness and dedication to their work of making the world a better and peaceful place for everyone made Castiel, a thousands of years old being, who had no emotions but obedience, to change, and I totally see how Castiel fell in love with Dean. It's so easy to love him when you really notice him as a person with unbeatable morals and selfless life goals. And No, I don't see a sexual subtext regarding Dean. He just is the best big brother and the most loyal friend to exist. But I don't spread hate to Destiel, Wincest, Jared, Misha, Sam or Castiel. Why? Because I respect others POV. I do not always agree or am even happy about the content I see that includes Dean. Some are really frustrating and upsetting for me and any other Dean stan. Ship if that makes you happy but don't forget that shipping is a fantasy. A beautiful in your mind AU and respect the true story and the characters.
What do I do when I see something I don't like or agree with? I try my best to not interact. I block the person and or the tags if they are really triggering and I spread the good stuff I see and turn my back to the haterade. It would have been easier if the tagging were more accurate, but we don't live in an ideal world, so as a grown-up, I sift through. It also would've helped if people who are not fans of something/someone that are not following what is going on would spare us their comments on the subject, like Jensen's beard, for example. Those who are his fans know that he was asked to grow it for his new role. He will not play a good guy, so don't expect to see Dean Winchester's smooth face. Jensen is one of the most beautiful humans, so saying that he is ugly is like saying that the Earth is flat. He is talented, successful and gorgeous. If you don't like him, don't look at him; it really is that simple. I don't open tags that I don't like just to check them out and be mean to the fans who like them. Be respectful if you want the same. Jared also didn't deserve to be attacked for using Dean's GIF. He shared that he struggles with depression. He is really active and social, which is amazing for his fans. I'm jealous in a good way and only wish Jensen was so active, lol. So again, if you don't like Jared, ignore him. It is simple as that. Don't put distress on him and his fans. It's just mean, and you gain nothing. Basically, if you love someone, spread the good stuff that makes you happy about him and for him. Not the hate for others. Be a better person! Peace and love! Thank you for your time. 💖
#jensen ackles#dean winchester#jared and jensen#jensen and misha#destiel#wincest#bearded!jensen#supernatural#cockles#j2#my rants#mvdeanw txt
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So today, I’m gonna talk to you about the most cursed creative decision I’ve ever seen Disney make with one of their Broadway shows.
Night of The Living Chippy
Literally the most awful, cursed moment in Beauty & The Beast.
I sincerely have no idea if anyone else will find this as flippin’ cursed as I do, but this moment just jumped out at me five years ago, and it has lived rent-free in my head ever since. God, I need to know how the world feels about this. Please PLEASE let me know your thoughts if you’ve seen this show on a tour or seen a video of the Broadway production.
Here’s context (because I spent too much time writing it)
Beauty and The Beast was the first of Disney’s animated movies to be adapted into a musical, and adapting BatB in particular was ambitious for several reasons. Specifically, how do you create the enchanted objects onstage? How do you make a person look like a clock, or a candlestick, or a teapot, without being unnerving? When you consider what the characters looked like in the Disney World staged version…
… yeah, translating these characters to real life could get weird.
The creative team tried out using heavy prosthetics and special effects for the enchanted objects, but realized much of the inhuman elements just looked, well, inhuman. They scrapped them for more natural takes on the looks – for instance, Lumiere has a brilliant white pompadour instead of a melting head – and in general the choices made ended up looking gorgeous and avoiding the uncanny valley look. Here are some pictures of the Broadway costumes:
The writers working on the adaptation modified the Enchantress’ spell to support the more humanoid designs, as well - In the movie, the characters are immediately fully turned into objects, but in the musical, the characters are gradually turning more and more into objects, and are in the near-final stages of becoming fully inanimate objects. (Occasionally, there’ll be a costume change between Act 1 and Act 2 to show the progression.)
Here’s a picture from a national tour of Beauty & The Beast, featuring the enchanted objects. Note Chip and the cart he’s in, in the center of the picture. There are mirrors carefully placed inside the front of the cart to create the illusion that the cart is hollow and there’s nothing beneath his head on the plate. It’s a nifty little magic trick! I saw this tour live in 2015, and the mirror illusion was really convincing.
Basically, this is how Chip’s design has always been - the cute lil’ kid just sits in the cart, Mrs. Potts pushes him onstage and offstage for the first scene, and that’s how it’ll go until he turns into a human child at the end, and it never takes a unnerving turn -
Except it does, and if you wanna watch what I’m talking about, just click here, (make sure it starts at 30:17) or here. Or if you just wanna look at gifs, scroll down, but I really, really think hearing Chip will give a better sense of what i was feeling.
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So 30 minutes into the show, Mrs. Potts walks onstage carrying a platter with Chip - sorry, Chip’s head - on it. And It bobs its creepy dead-eyed doll face back and forth to mime along to the chirpy pre-recorded voice of Chip. (Do you prefer heavy (below) or minimal (above) neck movement?)
A million thoughts sear through my mind.
Oh my god, this is a decapitated mannequin child head on a platter. Oh GOD, it's talking. Oh no, I hate that the little kid voice is coming out of it.
. Who are they trying to fool here? KIDS?!
Would it be better or much, much worse if the puppet looked less creepy and more like the kid playing Chip?
- How is Chip even talking with no neck?! -
okay, that is a dumb question because he’s a magic cup, but please forgive me - when he has a human child face, my brain feels a NEED to ask some questions -
- Oh god, I don’t even like the cart design concept anymore because they’re still trying to make it look like he’s JUST A HEAD. Who on the creative team was like “so my concept is to make the kid look like a severed head at all times-”
So by the time Maurice is being taken away from Belle, I finally stop thinking about how the actress who plays Mrs. Potts deserves a special award for having to act motherly to ChipSaw’s cold, empty little kid-puppet eyes. I enjoyed the rest of the show, but ended up watching a few early bootlegs of the show on YouTube a week later, and realized that not only was puppet-platter-Chip in the original production, the concept stayed in the show and the subsequent productions / tours for 30 freakin’ years. And I was kinda blown away by that because it seems like if I had such a wild reaction to it, someone on the creative team somewhere along the way must have too, right?
Anyway, I have absolutely no idea why this is coming to my mind today, but my reflections on it in 2020 are thus:
This is Disney. They have the Hall Of Presidents. Some higher up should have seen that terrifying puppet and been like “uh, we can do better”
Why did they specifically cut the other “inhuman” bits to avoid being uncanny, but keep this moment, which is definitely a little uncanny because it’s a kid’s head on a platter, in the show forever?
Somewhere, there exists a Nick Jonas Chip Head.
I’ve seriously been trying to find a good picture of this scene or of the head backstage for a while because even though it haunts me, I want a good look at it up close to see if it’s better or worse than the bootlegs make it out to be.
So if the musical changes the backstory of the enchanted objects to be going through a gradual transformation into inanimate objects... Were they turned into humanoid objects initially, or did they start out as fully human and then gradually become more object-like?! Did Chip ever have a body? What happened to the rest of Chip?!? I hate that I can’t rationalize it as “he’s the cart AND the cup” because he obviously isn’t if Mrs. Potts is just carrying his cup head around.
My goal here is absolutely not to inspire anyone to write body horror BatB fic. But god, slowly turning from a human being into a brick wall (this is canon in the musical) sounds terrible for everyone involved.
And finally - my first thought at the time was that it’d be so easy to cut Platter Puppet Chip and have her push the cart he’s normally in, but now I realize that there’s probably a valid reason for it that we just don’t know about. It totally sticks out to have her only carry it for one scene that’s a minute and a half long. Maybe they wanted to make it easier on the kid wrangler, or on Mrs. Potts, (who is very clearly the only hero of this post)
There’s no moral here, only a creepy little puppet child head, but just - PLEASE let me know if you think it’s weird. I literally hate it so MUCH, I can’t believe it made it into the show and stayed for 30 friggin’ years, and I need to know I am not alone.
#beauty and the beast#beauty and the beast musical#broadway#musicals#batb#beauty & the beast#thoughts#my thoughts
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ship history meme
Embrace your past and get to know your friends’ fandom origins!
Rules: Post gifs of your fandoms / ships starting with your most current hyperfixation and work backwards. (Bonus points if you share any stories about how or when you got into that ship! But not necessary!!) Then tag anyone whose fandom history you’d like to learn about!
Tagged by the most gorgeous, smartest, sweetest, and kindest person in my life @sightetsound <3 Sorry y’all, I have a lot of hyperfixations and I’m on NyQuil!
1. Katsuki Bakugo and Eijiro Kirishima, My Hero Academia - I literally can’t watch Season 4 until it’s finished because my heart will Explode if I’m left on a cliffhanger involving these too!!! (Unbreakable T.T <3) I don’t usually like animes but I fell in love with his trash bastard and his soft rock boyfriend by the villain’s attack in S1. It all started when I got a TikTok because a Very Hot Bakugo cosplayer was on there. (Literally, their rendition of Bakugo is just, umph. They have appeared in my dream.). As she got more popular he started cosplaying more of Class 1-A of MHA, and I kept wondering?? What the fuck is this anime about?? Why is there an alien girl?? I soon gave in and watched the show to gain context to this thirst trap. I have so many feels for these boys, even though I don’t post on them much here, and T.T
2. Alec Lightwood and Magnus Bane, Shadowhunters - I literally almost wrote my thesis because of this ship. I got into Shadowhunters because I was depressed in a foreign, racist country where I couldn’t go outside alone because old white men would corner me on the street, and everyone was talking about how Mike from Glee was kissing a guy at a wedding? Instead of partying during my study abroad trip, I gobbled down Malec content. And like who wouldn’t?? Harry Shum Jr. was playing a bisexual warlock?? And he had lines and a main character role??? An interracial couple where the characters are both POC?? Sign me up! But then I quickly fell in love with awkward gayby Alec and immediately knew how it felt to be in his shoes. (Disclaimer: I still haven’t finished the show because I don’t want their story to end, but just seeing their wedding scene????? Tears!!!!!!!!!! Both wedding scenes! I-) I just love how soft they look at each as they realize how lucky they are to be able to fall in love against the odds. T.T They deserve the world and all the warlock and shadowhunter babies and T.T This is just going to devolve into me crying so-
3. Stiles Stilinski and Derek Hale, Teen Wolf - I got into Teen Wolf to escape the hellfire that had become the Glee fandom around S3-S4. (Tbh it might have been Dereklei’s constant Sterek content on my dash that led me to give in.) Stiles was bi (through subtext) and definitely turned on by an older werewolf. What more could a depressed Gleek ask for? And listen - now looking back, Sterek is definitely gay Twilight - if Bella was snarkier, had a mental illness, and also a personality. Sterek was the ship to get me back into writing fanfiction and where I could read paranormal characters working through PTSD, ADHD, and other mental illnesses while fighting monsters and having unrealistic sex! I also love those future fics where Beacon Hills isn’t a Hellmouth anymore, and everyone’s alive and just living as one big found family. Truly, Derek deserves the world and I love him so much, and Stiles definitely agrees.
4. Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles, One Direction - If it’s a surprise that I’m a dark larrie, please read my bio. HL made me believe that love is real and exists and can last for years. I got into One Direction in 2011 through a Lilo fanfic, but as soon as I watched the Video Diaries,,,we knew. Louis has saved my life in ways I can’t describe and the songs that they’ve written for each other through their tough times are so inspiring to listen and dance to. Seeing how they’ve been dragged apart by management, Sony Entertainment, and the whole music industry as a whole even though they exist in glass closets is very disheartening to see. But their resilience that they show through their art (Only the Brave, Sweet Creature, If I Could Fly, and like so many others) is always there. If you want to fall in this rabbit hole, look at freddieismyqueen on YT and come inside lol. Larry is real.
5. Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson, Glee - the ship that got me on Tumblr! I didn’t start watching Glee until the summer before S2 came out. My whole choir was into it and I didn’t want to be “mainstream”, but Kurt was the first openly gay teen character that I saw on TV. When I heard a character played by Darren Criss, a musical theater YT legend from AVPM, I had to watch it. I ended up binging the first season with those Netflix DVDs during summer break (yeah remember when Netflix wasn’t streaming? lol). I watched every episode of that god-forsaken show the night of (or night after illegally, hidden from my parents) for that ship, and then me and my best friend would rant about it for the whole week: rinse and repeat. The episode they got together made me scream and I definitely put those Glee Rewind songs in my iPhone. (Fun fact: I used to cry at night because I wished someone like Kurt could love me like that because I heavily related to Blaine and his whole situation). I naturally stopped watching Glee the moment they broke them up and I’m still mad at their hasty attempt to marry them out of nowhere with no well-written getting together / make-up arc other than Jigsaw?? and a barn wedding?? As if Hummel would. What a trash fire. But dang, Glee fanfics have some of the dirtiest, kinkiest, forbidden fics out there. If you were ever on Glee_Kink_Meme on LJ, you know.
6. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter - the ship that started it all, the big kahuna, the ultimate enemies to lovers for 90s kids. Drarry got me into the fandom world in middle school, where I basically lived on FFN and LJ while pretending to do my homework. I used to get ready every day by watching the same playlist of “The best Harry Potter videos on Youtube!” (curated by Ariel333Lindt, who was the only queer person I knew but lived in Eastern Europe, where I could see two gay people kiss and fall in love in the safety of my room through badly photoshopped videos. Please check out that playlist). I just love how each fic is a microcosm where they have to construct how magical systems work, the backstories of pureblood families, creatures, or just wizarding culture for the end goal of having Drarry fuck and fall in love! I love redemption arcs that take 200k to achieve, I love dark!Harry takes, and every single different damn take on Narcissa, Pansy, and Millicent - because deep down that’s the writer trying to come to turns on whether or not Draco should be redeemed to get together with Harry. (I mean we all know they’re obsessed with each other, book 6 anyone?) I feel like Drarry fics have the best worldbuilding and characterizations of these characters, and I just love those moments when Draco and Harry take a moment to take a breath together and realize how far they’ve come. No one else can understand how it felt to be the pariah or the chosen one, they both interacted with Voldemort the most, and they have the most history together. They should have gotten together! But I mean the author’s dead, am I right?
So that was a lot! Those are all the ships that impacted me that I still participate with. They have shaped me for better or worse, and have made me learn more about who I am and what I want (or don’t want) in a relationship. This was the most fun essay I’ve ever written on NyQuil!
I’m tagging @homosociallyyours because I really want to know your fandom story! Also @stozierbrak because I love you and must hear you gush about your boys. I’m also tagging @iamaqualady because you’re literally the most intriguing person I know and I’m glad we’re friends even though we haven’t interacted that much? ish?
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And they were roommates// Jim Mason x Fem!Reader
This started as a request from my lovely @wroteclassicaly, but it kinda turned into its own beast LOL. (Also, the title just makes me laugh. I had to keep it. Forgive me)
This is a little college AU type situation, the characters might be OOC because of it. This is also my first length fic for jimmy :’)
@ladynuwanda and ella, I’m just pointing out that I saw this gif...and I had to use it. Legally I couldn’t use a different one.
Description - Jim is the boyfriend of your college dorm roommate and you hate each other, but do you really?
Word count- 4800+
Warnings- swearing, a little blood. Brief description of violence. Maybe slightly submissive Jim if you squint? I don’t know. Smut. Near-Death experience?
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You wanted to throw something.
Your lovely roommate Leah begged you to let her boyfriend Jim, stay over for a few ‘hours’. You usually didn’t let her, but she wouldn’t shut up about it. You decided you’d study in the student lounge while you waited for her to text you that you could come back.
The text never arrived. You ended up falling asleep at one of the uncomfortable couches. Your back ached and you forgot to set an alarm, so you only woke up with 15 minutes left to get to class.
“You look dead,” You looked up to see Medina Mason taking a seat next to you in the courtyard, dropping her books on the picnic table.
“Your brother kept me awake all night.” You said bitterly, stabbing a bite of your salad.
“He did what?” She raised her brows at you.
You coughed, realizing what it sounded like. “No- God…” you wiped your mouth, “He was with Leah. All night.”
“In your room?”
“Yes, and I had an exam!”
“I’m sorry, I can try to talk to him if you want, knock some sense into him.”
You smiled at her and nodded, “That would be great. I have English next week and I can’t afford to fail this one…”
You liked Medina. She was Jim’s twin sister, but the complete opposite of him. You honestly didn’t know how they shared the same DNA.
You had known them since they started college in the same year as you, but you never got along with Jim. It was like he had some kind of vendetta against you or something, like his goal every semester was to find a way to piss you off more. This year he had really spread the icing on the hate cake by dating your roommate.
Medina tried to convince you that he was just doing it because he probably likes you, which was bullshit. Jim Mason did not like you.
He hated you. Just like you hated him.
It didn’t help that he was panty-dropping gorgeous. Not that you would ever admit it, though.
“There’s a party tonight. You coming?” Medina asked you sighed.
“I shouldn’t… I need to study.”
“Oh come on. It’s Friday night, you have the whole weekend to study. Come have a few drinks with our friends, and you can forget all about my brother.”
“Forget what about me?”
You groaned internally at the familiar voice. Looking over to see the devil himself, with his arm wrapped around Leah's waist.
“That I couldn’t go back to my dorm all night because you and Leah wouldn’t keep your hands to yourselves.”
“Oh my gosh! I’m SO sorry I forgot to text you! We just fell asleep.” Leah tried to explain, but you rolled your eyes.
“You could’ve joined us if you liked.” Jim winked as he spoke and you scoffed.
“Fuck you, Mason.” You turned your back to him and continued eating. You didn’t miss him saying, “only in your dreams,” under his breath but you chose to ignore it.
“Are you going to the party, Jim?” Medina asked, you heard him reply in agreement.
You definitely weren’t going now.
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“Black or red.. or purple… or Yellow?”
“Why don’t you just wear a rainbow?” You leaned back on Medina’s bed as she picked out something to wear to the party.
That she was forcing you to go to.
“You know I’m not good with style… I want to look decent.” She pouted at you, holding up two dresses for you to see.
“Blue. Blue is your best color.”
“Blue wasn’t an option… but you’re right. It’s a Mason thing.” She started shuffling through her closet again, looking for something in blue.
“What are you wearing?” She asked as she finally picked out something.
“What do you mean? I’m already dressed.” You gestured to the clothes you were wearing already. A white T-shirt and a pair of light wash denim capris.
“You are not.” She rolled her eyes, “We’re supposed to be having fun… Don’t you want to meet someone? Get laid? You can’t dress like that.”
“I’ll dress whatever way I want to, Dina.”
“Fine. At least put on makeup.”
You compromised with Medina and let her put a little makeup on you. Not much, but a little mascara and concealer can make a difference.
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You recognized Led Zeppelin playing when you and Medina got to the party. The music was so loud you could barely hear her talking to you as you went to find drinks. If you were going to have any fun tonight, you needed something to drink.
Dina ditched you about an hour in, something about going to smoke with a guy she had met. Not that you minded, you were buzzed enough to not care anymore. You danced with a few of your girlfriends, enjoying the music and swaying with the crowd of scantily dressed college kids.
You spotted Leah, dressed in a bright red mini skirt that was pushed up so high you could see the giant dream catcher she had tattooed on her thigh. Her brown hair sat loosely on her shoulders and her red lipstick was smeared on her lips. She was sitting on Jim’s lap, her arm around his shoulders.
She waved at you with a smile, making him look in your direction. You tried not to notice how good he looked in his old worn jean jacket, you really did try. In your inebriated state, however, your efforts were fruitless. You tried to pretend like you weren’t checking him out, just looking back at Leah, you waved back and gave her an awkward smile.
Jim tapped her legs so she would move, getting up and making his way toward you. You tried to walk away, but before you could make it through the crowd, he had made it to you first.
“You really wore that?” He looked you up and down.
“So what, not all of us have to dress like sluts to go to a party, Mason.”
“You didn’t even change what you wore earlier,”
“Why do you pay so much attention?” You asked,
“I’m not.”
“Mhm. Just like you’re not over here bothering me instead of your girlfriend over there on the couch.” You emptied your cup and turned to leave, but Jim reached out and grabbed your wrist.
“You shouldn’t drink anymore if you’re here alone.”
“Who are you to talk? I’m not alone, Dina is with me.” You shrugged off his hand, ignoring the warmth his hand had left on your skin.
“I just saw her leave with some dude, you are alone. We both know you can’t hold your liquor well either.”
“Who says I can’t hold my liquor?”
“The last party you went to you fell off the deck into the pool.”
“That was on purpose.”
“Sure it was. What about that time you threw up in the bushes and Medina and Leah had to carry you home?”
“Why do you care so much? You don’t seem to care about me any other time.” You turned to face him, swallowing when you realized how close he was standing to you. He practically had you backed up against the counter now.
“I don’t.”
“Then leave me alone.” You pushed him away from you and he stumbled back, watching as you poured yourself another drink and downing it in one gulp, making an exaggerated “ahhh” to annoy him.
“You’re a fucking pain, you know that (Y/N)?”
“Only in your ass, Mason.” You winked at him, grabbing another drink before you could disappear back into the crowd, leaving Jim alone in the kitchen.
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The rest of the night was basically a blur.
Somehow you ended up in the upstairs hallway, some strangers lips attached to your neck, making obscene noises as he tried to grope your breasts through your bra. Your shirt had a drink spilled on it, which was making you feel wet and uncomfortable.
You weren’t really enjoying yourself to any degree, and you tried to push him off of you but he wasn’t budging.
“Dude, get off me…” You said, He ignored you trying to unhook your bra, but you pushed on him again.
“There you are… Hey-” You heard a voice that didn’t belong to the stranger call out, and suddenly he was ripped from you, making you stumble against the wall.
“She said to get off her.” You recognized it as Jim, holding the other guy by the collar of his shirt, a murderous look in his eyes.
“She wanted me, bro. Lay off.” He tried to get free of Jim’s grip, but he wasn’t letting up.
“Jim… let him go.” You said, but he ignored you.
Jim punched the guy square in his face, you could hear a crack that had to be his nose. The guy stumbled back, cursing at him.
Luckily instead of fighting back the guy ran off holding his bloody nose.
“Jesus fuck, Jim. You didn’t have to do that.” You grabbed his hand, his knuckles were bruised and bloody too.
“What happened to your shirt?” He asked, eyeing your chest. It was showing your bra through the wet fabric. You would’ve felt grossed out (you liked to tell yourself) if you hadn’t been so drunk, but at this moment having Jim Mason staring at your chest left you tingling in all the right places.
“Some asshole spilled their drink on me.”
“Come on, I'm taking you back to the dorm.” Jim shrugged off his jacket and handed it to you, telling you to button it up before he grabbed your hand and walked you outside with him.
You were too tired to argue, too hot under the skin to shake his hand away, enjoying his attention on you way too much.
Plus you felt so warm inside his jacket, unconsciously pulling it tighter around you.
Jim drove you all the way back to your dorm, where you found Leah passed out on her bed still fully dressed and everything.
“Did you bring her back too?”
“Earlier. She was tired.”
“You came back for me?” You asked, Jim looked at you and sighed.
“Go to bed.” He gently pushed you toward your bed, You flopped onto it and fell asleep seconds later.
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Sunlight and a pounding in your head woke you up the next morning.
You groaned, covering your face with your pillow, but the dryness of your throat and your bladder stopped you from sleeping in any longer. You stood up, realizing you were still wearing Jim’s jacket, but you had managed to take off your jeans while you slept.
Most of your memories were hazy, but the ones involving Jim were crystal clear in your mind.
He was actually nice to you. Really nice.
Any warm thought your brain was conjuring disappeared when you looked over and saw him in bed with Leah, her back pressed against him, a smile on her lips as they slept.
“He’s her boyfriend… and he’s Jim.” you shake your head, trying to remove any weird lingering feelings as you walked to the bathroom.
After taking care of yourself, washing your face and brushing your teeth among other things you walked out to find Jim and Leah awake, Jim was sitting up in bed, his hair ruffled from sleep and looking stupidly beautiful for first thing in the morning. Leah was standing at her closet in her underwear.
You forgot that you hadn’t put on pants when you walked to the bathroom, and Jim noticed right away.
His eyes trailed down your legs, and back up again, a certain look in his eye as he stared at you wearing his favorite jacket and not much else.
You felt uncomfortable, feeling your face heat up as he blatantly kept his eyes on you and not his underwear-clad girlfriend just a few feet away.
“Is that Jim’s?” Leah asked, bringing your attention back to her.
“She spilled a drink at the party,” Jim responded before you could, and you nodded.
“You really shouldn’t drink so much…” She said and you rolled your eyes.
“Whatever. I need to get dressed.” You stood in place and unbuttoned the jacket, Jim’s eyes glued to your half-naked state. You wondered if Leah didn’t care or if she was really that dumb that she didn’t notice the look Jim was giving you. You tried to pretend you didn’t notice the look he was giving you, either. You threw the jacket in his direction, and it seemed to snap him out of his daze.
You grabbed clean clothes from your closet and retreated back into the bathroom. You felt your cheeks hot as you stared at your reflection in the mirror. “What the hell is wrong with me today?” You muttered to yourself as you started to get dressed.
Jim usually didn’t affect you this much. For some reason this morning, you couldn’t get him out of your head.
“Jim and I are going to breakfast!” Leah called out a few minutes later, you muttered a reply before flopping back onto your bed.
Your head was still pounding and you didn’t think you could be around them for any longer, so you downed a couple Advil and went back to sleep.
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“This is exactly what I needed. Exams are a bitch, aren’t they?” Medina said as she zipped up her wetsuit. You and a few friends decided to go surfing since it was a Saturday and you had nothing better to do. You couldn’t surf very well, but Medina was teaching you.
“Is Jim here?” You asked as you grabbed your board. Medina shrugged.
“Maybe. Why?”
“No reason… He was acting really weird to me at the party last night. I was drunk so I might be remembering it wrong, but I think he was actually worried about me.”
“I told you, (Y/N). He doesn’t hate you. I know my brother. He doesn’t hate anyone.”
You wanted to argue, but the memories of last night irritated you. He rescued you from some total creep, gave you his jacket and brought you back to the dorm. Maybe he was turning over a new leaf?
“It’s weird and I don’t like it.”
“Maybe Leah is changing him?”
You wanted to laugh. “I doubt he’s getting any kind of influence from her. She can barely keep her class schedule straight let alone control anything Jim does. Too busy preaching about how much she loves her “aesthetic”. You mimicked the annoying way she acted and Medina laughed.
Leah may have been your roommate and you were civil to each other, but you were far from friends. She had a tendency to be a little overbearing and being her friend was exhausting, so you just stopped trying. Your annoyance living with her only grew when you found out she had started dating Jim.
“I don’t know why he’s with her. She’s not his type at all.”
“Jim has a type?”
“Yeah, kinda.”
“I thought he would just fuck anything that moved.”
“He’s not like that (Y/N). He wasn’t in high school at least. He didn’t sleep around until he got here. He doesn’t when he’s dating someone either.”
“I really don’t know what he sees in her.” You said as you noticed the couple appear on the beach. Leah was practically skipping in the sand, wearing a bikini that you were sure was two sizes too small. It was pink and gaudy, a bright contrast to Jim’s dark wetsuit.
Great, he was here to surf too.
“She’s hot and he’s shallow?” you finished, Medina shrugged. “Maybe”.
You got into the water which effectively ended the conversation as you tried to focus on surfing.
You caught a few good waves, but you weren’t nearly as good as Medina. You kept getting distracted by Leah yelling at Jim every 10 minutes, asking how he was doing and begging for him to come back to the beach.
You tried your best to ignore him, but it wasn’t working.
Jim didn’t surf as much as Dina did, but he was still a pretty good surfer. You found yourself watching him, sitting on your board almost forgetting completely that you were there to surf too.
“(Y/N)!” You heard Medina shout, and you looked over at her, she was waving and pointing, and you realized she was pointing at the very large wave that was coming right towards you.
You tried to act fast, but you didn’t act fast enough. The wave crashed into you and knocked you off your board, you felt the ankle strap on the board rip off as you went under the water. You struggled against the surge, swimming up, but as soon as you did another wave crashed and sent you in the water again.
You could feel your vision starting to blackout from lack of oxygen, and your lungs burned as you involuntarily sucked in water.
“This is it, I'm about to die.” You thought as your vision finally went dark.
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You gasped for hair and opened your eyes, sputtering water and looking up directly into the eyes of an angel.
Had you died? Wait. No. It wasn’t an angel. It was just Jim.
“Thank god,” You heard medina yell, you realized she was sitting by your side, as Jim hovered over your body in the sand, his hands on your shoulders still.
“I almost drowned…” You coughed, “Did you save me?” You looked up into Jim’s eyes, his face was only a few inches from yours. He nodded.
You fell silent. Jim had saved you from literally dying, and he was sitting close to you now you almost wanted to kiss him.
“Oh my god! Are you ALRIGHT?!”
Leah’s shrill voice rang in your ears as she ran over kicking sand on you, making Jim pull away but he didn’t take his hands off of you.
“I’m ok I think…”
“You should get checked out,” Dina said, you shook your head. “No, I’m fine. I just need to get back to the dorm.”
“I can take you.” Jim piped up, and Leah gave him a dirty look.
“She’s fine. We just got here.”
Medina gave her a nasty look. “She almost just drowned.”
“She’s fine. Let’s go Jim.” She pulled his arm and he pushed her off.
“Jim,” You stopped him. “Just go with her. Dina can take me home…”
Jim helped you up, earning another dirty look from Leah. “We need to talk.” He whispered in your ear, leaving you confused a little light-headed.
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The rest of your exams came and went, and you felt fine after a few days. Normal even.
Except, it wasn’t normal.
You hadn’t seen Jim all week, not since he left the beach. Normally you’d find him in your dorm, hanging off Leah, or bothering you and Dina while you studied, but you didn’t see him once the entire week.
You tried not to let it bother you, but the less you saw him the more you couldn’t get him off your mind. It was driving you mad.
Your brain was constantly invaded by him. His stupid blue eyes and wavy hair. His stupid freckles and his stupid smile.
He’s the one who said he wanted to talk, Right? So why was he avoiding you?
“Fuck…” You groaned.
You needed to end this. Whatever it was.
You made your way to his dorm, knowing where it was because you had been there a few times with Medina. Standing at his door you felt stupid, You didn’t even know if he was there, and what were you going to say, “Why are you ignoring me after you said we needed to talk? It’s stupid. Please stop ignoring me so we can go back to hating each other like normal.”
You scoffed at yourself.
You started to walk away, but the door to this dorm swung open.
Jim gave you a confused look, and you stood still.
“You wanted to talk to me?”
“What took you so long?”
“I- what do you mean? You wanted to talk to me. Why did I have to come to you first?”
“I had some things to deal with, I figured you’d show up here after you heard.”
“Heard what?”
“You don’t know?”
“I don't know! I don’t know what’s going on. I never know with you, Mason.” You were starting to get angry.
He crossed his arms as he sat down on the couch, you followed him in.
“Nevermind.” You huffed, and he stood up. “Wait, don’t.”
“I don’t even know what I’m doing here, you’re right. I don’t know why I care so much about you… stupid ass…”
Jim walked up to you, grabbing your wrist to keep you from walking away.
“Do you really hate me?”
You swallowed.
You wanted to say yes, you really thought you did, but you couldn’t think straight.
“Medina said you thought I hated you. I know you think I do, but do you really hate me?”
The way he looked at you made your heart stop. No. I don’t hate you. You wanted to say it, but you were frozen.
Fuck it.
You turned and grabbed his face, pressing your lips hard to his.
Jim stood in shock as you kissed him, but quickly caught on and kissed you back. Wrapping his arms around you as he deepened it, walking you back until you were pressed against the door.
His lips were as soft as silk, and he tasted like mint. Your hands tangled in his brunette waves as you kissed him feverishly.
You broke the kiss first.
Breathing heavily as you stared at him, looking at you with a surprised expression.
“Should we do that again?” He asked you could feel your heartbeat pounding in your chest.
“Leah, what about Leah? You’re dating her… She’s my roommate-”
Jim’s lips cut you off.
“I broke up with her, After the beach.”
“What? Really?”
“I only dated her to get closer to you. The way she acted after what happened. I couldn’t stand it. That’s what I meant, I figured you had heard from her.”
“To get closer to me?...” You scrunch your brows together.
“You’re really that oblivious?” He had his arms wrapped around you, but you didn’t make any effort to push him away further.
“I like you. I have, for years. I never hated you… I just didn’t know how to tell you. I dated Leah cause I was hoping you’d be jealous. It was stupid.”
“It was stupid. I thought you hated me so much that I thought I hated you.”
“You don’t hate me, do you?” He asked again, but this time he knew the answer.
All the secret feelings you had bottled up the last two years came bubbling to the surface as he confessed to you. Every little stupid thing you had thought he had done to piss you off in the past, every sweet thing you pretended wasn’t sweet came to the forefront of your mind.
“I'm an idiot and I think I’m in love with you.” The words fell out of your mouth as you stared up at him, only a few inches from you. You could feel his heart beating in his chest under your hands.
He pressed his lips back to yours, this time the kiss was less rushed, you could feel the tenderness in how he kissed you. His hands wrapped around you like he never wanted to let you go.
“I’m sorry I’m such an idiot.” You breathed as you kissed him, his arms wrapped around you tighter.
“For the record, I love you too, and I’m sorry.”
“Apology accepted. Now kiss me.”
Jim didn’t need any more convincing after that. He pressed his lips yours again, this time with no intention of stopping.
“Is your,” you continued pressing your lips back to his as you spoke, “roommate coming back anytime soon?”
“Mm no, at his parents for the weekend.” Jim walked you over to his bed, his fingers finding the hem of your shirt and you gave him a nod, letting him know this was ok.
“Good god, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” Jim stared at your shirtless form, his hands making quick work of your bra and tossing it aside. His lips immediately found your chest. Gently lapping and biting, one hand caressing while he kissed and sucked lightly on your skin and nipples.
“I think I have an idea…” you sighed at his touch, running your fingers through his hair.
“We’re both idiots, right? We could’ve been doing this way sooner.” Jim laughed as he straightened himself up again, taking off his own shirt as he talked.
You admired the way his arms flexed and for once you could stare at him without feeling guilty.
“Like what you see?”
You shut him up with a kiss.
Your hands worked Jim’s belt as you kissed hungrily when you finally undid it you let him sit on the bed as you slid his pants off him.
His cock was strained against the fabric, pressing its full hard length for you to see how much he really wanted you. It practically made your mouth water.
Jim Mason was blessed in every department it seemed.
You dropped to your knees in front of him as he sat on the edge of his bed, running your hands up his thighs.
“You’re such a tease,” he adjusted his hips, his cock still straining for attention.
“I’m not in a rush…” you winked playfully up at him before finally taking his throbbing member in your hand and giving it a few light strokes.
Jim groaned through his teeth, bucking up into your hand.
“Are you going to cum if I put my mouth on you?”
“I- Maybe,” he wanted to say no, but with the way he was feeling Jim knew he wouldn’t last if you wrapped your pretty little lips around his cock.
Another time.
You kept your hand wrapped around him as you pushed him back on the bed so you could straddle him, stopping only for a few seconds to pull the rest of your pants and panties off.
“Do you have a condom?”
“Yes, in the side drawer.”
“I guess your whore tendencies do come in handy sometimes, Mason.” You reached over and found a little foil packet, resuming your straddle position as you sat on top of his thighs.
His cock was dripping precum now, and you couldn’t resist leaning down and cleaning the head of his cock with your tongue.
“Fuck, (Y/N).”
You tore open the condom carefully and rolled in on him, “do you want me to ride you?” You asked him, he stared up at you straddling him, completely naked and practically dripping with need all over him.
“Please.”
You adjusted your hips so you could grind the tip of his cock against your clit for a few seconds, moaning softly as you rocked against him. Jim’s hands found your hips as you directed his cock into you.
“Fuck, I love you.” You found yourself saying again as you felt his cock fully seated inside of you.
You leaned down and pressed another kiss to his lips, and started rocking against him. Agonizingly slow for Jim’s preferences.
He gripped your hips tighter, moving you the way he wanted you to move now. He lifted you up so he could fuck you properly, eventually sitting up and wrapping his arms around you while his cock was still buried inside you.
Your wrapped your arms around his neck in return, enjoying the sensations flowing through you as you simply stayed still, feeling your naked chests pressed against each other and your hearts beating in synch.
“I’m never going to get tired of hearing you say that to me…” Jim pressed his forehead against yours, stealing your lips in another kiss and another after that.
“I love you, Jim Mason.” You whispered against his lips. “I love you,” he smiled in return before deepening the kiss.
As he kissed you, he adjusted your position so he was on top. Driving into you with slow but firm thrusts, his tongue tracing the most sensitive part of your neck sending chills up you as he fucked you.
One of Jim’s hands eventually found your clit, running along it in slow circles as he continued to fuck you, Making you moan his name in his mouth.
You climbed the mountain together, feeling your orgasm build and you could tell by Jim’s sloppy thrusts that he wasn’t far behind,
You moaned loudly as you finally felt your release, so loud, in fact, you imagined everyone on this floor could hear you, not that you cared.
Jim followed suit, spilling into the condom while still inside you. You kept your legs wrapped around his hips as you both rode out the last of your orgasms together.
“How you do you think Medina is going to react?” You whispered as you laid against his chest, Jim laughed.
“I think she’ll be happy. She’s been waiting years for me to tell you how I feel.”
“YEARS?”
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I’ve had this finished for a couple days, but I kinda hated it so I put it off, edited it a little. But I wanna post it before the new season or I never will. Hope you guys liked it anyways lol :)
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The Umbrella Academy
What a good show!!!!! Let me tell ya, I was sleepin on this show and I have no clue why!?!?! Take a seat, grab a snack, get comfortable cuz I'm about to rant!!!
Ok for starters, as a disclaimer, I knew nothing about the comic books or characters or anything before watching this show. But damn, going into it blind is probably just as much fun as if you were already an established fan.
This show is so so entertaining and well done. It sort of reminds me of Heroes, way back in the day when that show was on (Sylar was my jam gah-damn). I feel like The Umbrella Academy captures that same kind of audience kind of, but it's so independent and unique on it's own that it's definitely separated from Heroes.
This show speaks to me on so many levels. Emotionally stunted family/siblings dealing with the abusive/neglectful childhood they were raised in. Superheroes (also my main jam). Action, love of all kinds, personal development for each character, humor, seriously this show is just so well rounded.
I didn't know what to expect at every turn, I was kept constantly trying to guess what was going to happen next and there were several options to choose from for them to go. Each character brings something different to the table and it's just so fun to see them grow and where they go with the story.
The actors! Good-god-almighty! They did such a great job of picking these people, not to mention the diversity. Yay! I'm so for it, I love it!
Allison is so gorgeous (even tho her hair looking like ramen noodles had me so distracted for most of the season, I got over it...kinda) She is beautiful and her power, "I heard a rumor", like damn dude you could get away with anything with that! No wonder her character chose to be an actress in the show. She is smart and sassy and confident and I'm here for it. I feel bad for her with her backstory with her daughter, but like if I were a mom with her power, I'd probably have done the same thing (cuz ya girl ain't got an ounce of patience for bullshit)
Vanya (super cool name, love it) isn't my favorite character but she is still pretty cool. Its kind of hard for me to look at Ellen Page and not think of Juno. She's never been my favorite actress, but she does a good job with this character, being so closed off and neglected at the beginning and then completely transforming. Homegirl had is super rough as a child, I feel for her, being left out...that shit kills. She is soooo tiny in stature compared to everyone else in the show, it kept throwing me off a bit, but like that's not her fault. If anything it adds to her character. I hate how easy it was for her to be influenced by what others said. (Btw, fuck you Leonard, you're a dick bro, I ain't even gonna give you your own paragraph of opinion, cuz you manipulative fuck, I don't like you!)
Now for the boys!
Good lord they did my boy, Tom Hopper, dirty with the outrageous bodysuit they put on him for Luther! Like he is so naturally built and pretty to look at and they had to go and ruin my visual pleasure of him with that gnarly bodysuit! I spent the better part of like the first 4 or 5 episodes trying to think of how they did this effect before I thought of them making him wear just a big foam prosthetic. (Insert gif of Chris Evans' "I don't wike it" here) Luther as a character I feel needs a bit more development, they don't really define his power super clearly except for his build telling you its strength. They don't showcase it very well and it makes me sad. Also!! Why would you put him on the moon for 4 years! Damn you, Reginald!! Even without the in-depth background development, I love him as a character cuz he definitely tries to be the golden boy, protector, older brother even though they're all the same age. I love him. The dance scene between him and Allison completed me!
Diego is awesome! I love him. I wasn't too sure of him at the start, he looked super suspicious and guilty at the start but I really learned to love him. Not to mention he is hot af, like damn boi! I love how much of a hot-head he is and his power with the knives is dope. His relationship with Klaus is so funny as it develops and I just really enjoy it. He is stubborn as fuck tho! Seeing some of his backstory and how close he is with mom is so sweet, cuz he plays the tough guy when he is such a mama's boy at heart.
Five is such a goober! Putting an old dude in a kid's body, he is so dry and serious and it's just so funny cuz he is the most mature out of all of them! He's such a grump too, but I would be too if I had gone through what he did. His power is super cool and I would love to have it! Imagine all the money you'd save on gas and plane tickets just being able to jump anywhere like that!! GOALS! The fact he can time travel with it is just a bonus! He really is the smartest of the bunch (tho Allison is on his heels, as runner up) I'm my opinion. The fact that he is in love with a mannequin is such a quirky and fun part of the show! It's like they were like, "sure, give the youngest character a love interest, but make sure she isn't real", genius! I don't know what these writers were thinking, but it fucking works.
Klaus is my favorite character of the entire damn show! This boy is so fucking funny, I can't get over it. He has these one-liners or quips throughout the show that just get me. His style and look is so attractive too, especially when he isn't really my usual type, but I was really feeling him. I love that they portray the addiction struggle. I think he, as an actor, really nails that part of the performance and brings a lot of heart to it. He really makes you fall in love with the black sheep of the family, the screw up. I really enjoy his relationship with Ben throughout the show and the fact that it's so secluded to the two of them. I really like that they don't play on his sexuality as what defines him, it's a part of him that is important, but it's not his sole focus and I really appreciate that. I wish they would elaborate more on his relationship with Dave, but maybe that'll be explained more in future seasons? The fact that he communicates with dead people for his power is super cool. The old Russian lady just yapping in the background of that one episode was so funny, but like I can see why he resorts to drugs for relief. Poor baby can't get any peace and quiet, not even in the tub! The scene of him dancing around in his towel is great, it kills me! Klaus really is just my favorite of the whole show, he really steals it for me and I just love him so much!!!
I really want Ben to be expanded as a character. I like the actor they chose for him, I like his sense of humor and the fact that he basically acts as Klaus' conscience. I want more of him, cuz I think he is a cool character and I want more backstory.
Freaking Hazel and Cha-Cha! What a duo!? Mary J. Blige is legendary, so beautiful and suave. Having her paired with a guy like Hazel is just so fun. He is such a sweetheart, falling for the donut lady who is like way older than him!? I would've never called that and it's a bit weird of a relationship, but I respect it! You love who you love! Anyways, Hazel and Cha-Cha are fun to watch and the fact that they struggle so much with trying to kill Five is just hilarious to me.
Altogether the show is just so much fun to watch. The relationship between the characters and the development is choice and I love it. I relate to each character and what they go through in different aspects and it triggers me and my memories, but I don't really mind to be honest, the show is worth it. The main plot of stop the apocalypse is overdone, but if you can look past that (like I do) then the show is so enjoyable. I definitely recommend it to anyone who needs a new binge (seeing as I watched it in an afternoon, don't judge me, I did 5 hours of microeconomics homework before that).
So yeah...that's all I gotta say about that.
#the umbrella academy#netflix#klaus hargreeves#luther hargreeves#diego hargreeves#allison hargreeves#number five#vanya hargreeves#great show#imma nerd
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A Series of Disconnected Thoughts, Cast into the Void in No Particular Order
1. I’ve been finding myself thinking more and more about Kill Six Billion Demons recently. Not just because it’s absolutely gorgeous artwork and Moebius-meets-prog-metal stylings are extremely my shit (KSBD is responsible for adding Gojira to my rotation of workout music, and that alone has me in its debt), but because I can really appreciate a main character who is a walking disaster coming to some kind of enlightenment through a combination of getting her ass handed to her repeatedly, making questionable decisions, and basically just deciding to struggle forwards because I don’t know, what the fuck else is there to do? It’s hardly original (see: basically any shounen about The Power of Friendship and Not Giving Up) but damn if the presentation of it in this particular case isn’t particularly delightful. Plus it gave us the image of a giant hulking demon wearing a jacket that says KILL BOSS and that’s rad.The creator of KSBD is also co-creator, as it happens, of the newly released Lancer TTRPG, which I backed on Kickstarter and will, one day, get a rad fucking hardcover copy of (but for now I’m reading through the pdf and swearing oaths that one day I will play it). Anyway, as someone who also got where he is through a series of questionable decisions and getting his ass handed to him by life in general (oh, and an enormous amount of luck), I can relate. Plus the phrase “Reach heaven through violence,” while kind of terrible on the surface, feels good to shout at yourself while you’re off for a run.
2. Part of this whole exercise thing - a side-effect of it, if you wanna call it that - is that generally I feel better about myself like in general. I’ve mentioned that before. What it doesn’t do, of course, is magically mean that I’m now 100% good and not still dogged by a persistent sense of self-loathing that I’ve just had to accept will never really go away. Like for example: I’ve lost 35 kg since starting this whole gym thing, except you might remember the goal was 40. I still haven’t hit that goal, and frankly I’ve spent the last like three months bouncing around the same like, 3 kg zone because I’ve been traveling a lot and that basically fucks up my workout and eating routine. It’s frustrating, and it sure does let the part of me that knows deep down that I’m a fat fucker and always will be no matter what I do run wild from time to time. Which is, I’m coming to understand, just gonna always be there. This stuff doesn’t go away! Ever!
Which doesn’t mean it’s right, even a little. You tune it out and throw yourself into battle with it over and over again. You get bloodied and broken and claw back and then you get bloodied and broken some more. Insert that gif from Princess Bride of Westly saying LIFE IS PAIN, HIGHNESS here. Thing is, there’s something about the struggle that’s nice. I am not sure how motivated I’d be to do anything if part of it wasn’t motivated by the desire to prove my dumb brain wrong about, uh, me. If I wasn’t fighting the various little demons that plague me every so often, I doubt I’d be so well-adjusted. I certainly wouldn’t be mentally healthy. None of this makes sense as I read it back, of course - it sounds like I’m saying “boy it’s nice to be miserable,” which isn’t true. Being miserable sucks shit! I don’t recommend it! But it is nice to see misery coming and punch it in the face (metaphorically speaking). Sometimes I think the thing that makes me go to the gym and work so hard (this sounds like I’m bragging, but I can assure you I’m not - “work so hard” means “not collapse and fall off the elliptical after five minutes because oh god I don’t want to be here”) is out of some desire for self-annihilation through pushing myself past my physical limits. Reach heaven through violence (see, I told you it sounded cool).
3. The world has gotten really fucking bad for a lot of people, and I don’t know that it will get better for them any time soon. In fact, given the latest talk from the ol’ UN Climate Change report, it’s gonna get even worse. I would very much prefer that were not the case! It’s motivation enough to get out and vote and shit, at least for me - and as someone who is, you know, ridiculously privileged, that’s the absolute least I can do. Which is why I try to do more, mostly involving donating money to causes that seem like they’re able to cause the sort of trouble that needs to be caused. Or just use expertise to protect the people I don’t know how to protect, because I’m a lot of things, and one of them happens to be smart enough to know that I don’t know shit. So I make sure people that do know shit have the money they need. Pretty straightforward, I think.
The other thing I try to do, because giving money isn’t really something I think about much at all (I’m stupidly fucking fortunate to have a job that pays well, remember), is occasionally go out and actually be present at protests and the like - there are a lot of climate protests and they’re all a good time. Occasionally it’s worth overcoming one’s intense social anxiety to do so. Lord knows it’s significantly less of a risk for me to be out shouting at cops than most.
4. She-Ra might be one of the best shows out there. There’s something nice about a show that both does and does not present a simple world. Yes, the Horde is bad. Like, objectively bad! They do a lot of looting and subjugating and are generally just deeply not chill people.On the other hand, the people who make up the Horde are still people, and I have a lot of time for a show that can manage to humanize its Big Bad Villain whilst still making it very clear they are still, you know, not good. It’s messy, and complicated, and sad, because sometimes you have to fight people you used to be friends with! Sometimes you have to make the call that hey, we can’t be friends anymore, because I can’t support the things you’re doing anymore. I’ve made that call before - I bet everyone has, at some point (if you haven’t, I’m sure you’ll have to eventually). Fortunately for me, it’s never been that difficult of a choice, if only because the people I had to go against weren’t people I’d known for very long.
Anyway, that’s part of it - you gotta just cut people out sometimes. There’s more to it though, because the other thing the show believes is that everyone - even the real shitty people - can change. It doesn’t mean everything’s forgiven, and it doesn’t erase all the bad shit, but they can still change. It’s worth changing, even if it isn’t a cure-all.
So yeah, I like She-Ra a lot. It’s also just well-written, and funny, and it’s a real good time to see a bunch of diverse characters running around having adventures and being fuckin’ rad. Plus, they’ve shown an incredible willingness to completely change the stakes from season to season - the end of season four in particular is the equivalent of detonating all the things you thought were important. It pulls a bait and switch so ruthless that I might have applauded if I wasn’t so self-conscious about making noise that my neighbors might hear. The combination of season 3 and 4 was a masterclass on raising the stakes and then explaining that actually, you were playing for stakes even higher than you could’ve thought possible. Oh, and the people you thought you could trust were just using you, and hey, what if we got rid of the thing that you’ve more or less defined yourself by for the entire show? Good luck in season five, motherfucker! I’m a fan, is what I’m saying.
6. Work on Vanquisher 2103 continues apace. I mentioned this before, but we’re doing a once-a-month schedule while the holidays and work beat my ass into the ground, and as it turns out I really enjoy taking a full month to write a chapter. It’s a comically slow pace, but it’s working for me and hopefully the fact that the chapters have tended to be a little longer (and allowed me to expand on ideas a little more, and do a little more research here and there) makes it worth the longer wait. I’d like this thing to be good! There’s a part of my brain, again, that will always insist that nobody reads this and it’s bad and I’m fucking up, constantly - that point, at least, is probably accurate. I am writing characters who in theory have life experiences that are very much Not Mine, which involves a lot of reading things from people who would know better than I do. It’s nerve-wracking, and the only thing I am bone-deep certain of is that I’ll fuck up and hopefully y’all will forgive me for fucking up when that happens. I’ll keep reading and refining and eventually maybe it’ll be okay. Hopefully, anyway.
7. I went to Ireland and guys, Ireland is bullshit. I am offended by its gorgeous cliff-sides and open grasslands and heart-rending beauty. The immense friendliness of the people I met and the fact that you can’t sit in a pub without hearing some dude play a jaunty reel on a tin whistle or accordion or something is a personal insult. I was Arthur Dent angrily demanding to know why this bloody fish is so good the whole time.
I cultivated an immense drinking habit while there. I was also approached by a random German tourist who somehow clocked that I could speak German and we shouted about socialism for an hour auf Deutsch. I met some woman from Louisiana and we ended up having drinks a couple nights in a row to talk about traveling in general and Germany in particular, because her ex-husband is German. There were some Swedish retirees who were both very pleased by their country’s social safety net and also depressingly sour about the fact that refugees got cheap dental care - we might have had some harsh words exchanged before more drinks helped smooth over our frank discussion of differing viewpoints. I had to explain American health care to some people from the UK who were surprisingly gung-ho about the idea of privatized medicine until they talked to me (one of them talked about how the UK used to be an Empire and could be again in such a way that made me want to throw things. We did not talk for very long because I couldn’t fuckin’ handle it). These were strangers that I willingly engaged, because I was having an adventure, and I guarantee none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been going to the gym and committed to the idea of proving the voice in my head that tells me I’m an awkward mess that nobody would ever want to talk to in their life wrong (also, let’s be honest, if I hadn’t had several pints of cider at the time).
By the end of the trip if I heard one more pub singer’s version of Whisky in the Jar though, that I was gonna produce my pistol and fucking shoot myself in the head.
Go to Ireland if you can. If you live there, fuck you how dare you live somewhere that rad.
8. I didn’t have an eighth thing but I’m committed to this “each thing is numbered” bit which means that even the end of this thing has to follow the trope. This is the end of the post where I say “okay bye I’ll be back the next time I get the urge to throw a bunch of highly unpolished ideas out.”
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A, B, Q
Thank you, sweet anon. I really went off, huh? But I guess that’s to expected if you get me started on Sungjin...
A: Something really attractive that your bias does?
I thought about this and I have to say, I think it, in some ways, has been him being himself via his expressions, from the start. Even in my very early My Day phase, I kept watching his face change and reflect his thoughts to point I should’ve realized my bias way earlier than I did. (And even that admission was prompted by his expression, so!)
At first, it was attractive in emotional sense, to find someone else who is an open book via expressions (I realize I have been feeling quite starved for this because Lucas of NCT being facially expressive and dorky is how I briefly skirted edges of NCT fandom and he is still my precious son), and then it just got attractive.
I just love the way his face shows what he is like as a person and how likeable, to me, this person is. Though it would seem his popularity suffers from it, he can’t hide behind a pleasant default expression mask, his brief ‘what?’ or annoyance that flashes through his mind, or amusement and any silly thought he decides to act on just shines right there on his face. I would like to think this means he is truly a honest person and one I can put my faith into, especially considering recent events.
Generally, he is just sturdily, if a little shyly, himself which makes my heart swell with affection and for me, that’s basically attraction.
B: A favorite physical feature of your bias?
For me, it’s really hard to pick a favorite. I appreciate him visually as a whole and always have, through the nuances of how/why I appreciate that entire expression he wears or how that one hairstyle highlights his handsomeness, etc.
But, for sake of this answer, and to actually encompass this concept, I will have to pick his mouth (as hard as it is for me to separate it from rest of his face).
First of all, he has beautiful lip shape. It’s just aesthetically pleasing, like drawn with a lot of care, and really goes well with rest of his features. The bow of his upper lip is really something.
I like how his upper jaw is seemingly slightly more over his lower jaw than it ‘should’ be, it makes for the lil bunny teef we’re so fond of and it’s truly adorable and yet also the small changes it brings to his face really ads to his handsomeness, imo. (And makes me feel valid because I, too, have a deep bite.)
And then we come to the main draw, to me, about his mouth: the expressions. No matter if he is singing, making little oho noises, speaking, enjoying food, listening intently or smiling, his mouth (along with his whole face) is always so involved and lovely. You can feel the words on his lips, the way he lives through them, when he talks and especially when he sings.
Oh, his smile. For that alone, I had to speak about it. I am genuinely weak for his smiles and smirks. They’re both so vibrant and gorgeous and soft and gradual, but always full with emotion.
(First gif mine, 2nd is made by haecnan)
And just look at this!!!
(Picture cred lq-sungjin and lqdaysix)
And, frankly, I think we as fandom, don’t appreciate his mouth enough, both in soft and not so soft ways. Like... where are people speaking about he absolutely can’t keep his tongue in when on stage. Because that’s a thing and it’s unfair.
Some proofs I giffed:
Of course, rest of his face really brings all of this home, but even on its own, his mouth is fascinating and lovely to watch.
Q: A quality your bias shows that you absolutely love?
The way he stays true to himself.
It shows in everything he does and talks about - he does the silly thing that came to his mind, or he talks about his struggles in simple but earnest ways, he works hard but does not make big (or small) deal out of it, he shows affection in ways HE does instead of expected, typical ways. The way he shows his love for food. The way he sings and plays instruments, sincerely and unfiltered in his expressions. When he says he’s shy and we can see it, but he still does what his heart wants to. How much courage he has, in spite of everything. He acknowledges his mistakes and shows his exhaustion and always, always you can look at him and think Sungjin is being himself, with comparing us to stars or silly questions of ‘what if you woke up as JYP’ right as they’re being filmed, with scruffing Dowoon and wearing shorts over diving suit because he’s shy, with mouthing along lyrics and just... Always, he is himself yet always working on to be a better person. And I think that is inspiration and goals, and what I utterly love about him. A runner up would have to be his gentleness.
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Monsta X Soulmates (Astrology)
So Juno is basically this little asteroid that can reveal what you’re looking for in a soulmate. Venus shows what you’re attracted to and what you’re seeking out of a relationship, but Juno shows your ultimate goals for a life partner; a deeper, ‘forever’ kind of love. It’s more about the traits that the Juno sign represents vs. necessarily being attracted to that sign specifically.
‘Juno, known as the Goddess of marriage, traditionally symbolized the idealized life partner. She represents the values and attitudes, which reveal themselves in the institution of marriage. In the signs, Juno represents how we deal with our intimacy needs, what we look for in a mate, and qualities we present in a partnership.’ (source)
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Shownu/Sohn Hyunwoo - Taurus Juno
Oooh, I love this. My boy Shownu wants someone grounded, patient, and sensual. Taurus is an earth sign, and he’s also got a Capricorn moon (which rules his desires and emotions), so he’s craving security and loyalty. Earth energy is very fixed - it’s stubborn, practical, realistic, and most of all, it lasts.
He’s not out there chasing a fling or a hook up, when he commits it’s going to be for life. Especially since he also has a Taurus mars (how he comes across in relationships). No drama queens, gossip hoes, or superficial baes for him - he’d be over that in under a minute. He’s not messing around, he wants to find his person and then be with them forever. SUCH a papa bear, oh my lord, he’s going to be the dad that teaches his kids how to play all the sports, builds them a treehouse, cheers them on at every single school event.
Taurus is one of the two signs ruled by Venus, so they are incredibly sensual, as in - the five senses. He’s looking for a partner who wants to build a comfortable home with him; Taurus energy LOVES being at home, surrounded by pleasant things. He’ll want to cook with you like, 24/7, every single meal (and yeah, sex in the kitchen is going to be a THING 👌). They also love to set the scene, so music, candles, artwork, etc. - they’re all about #theaesthetic.
Taurus is a fixed sign, and they can be kind of... possessive about what’s ‘theirs.’ So get ready for anyone who gets to close to you to get the death glare from your hubby. He’ll walk over and throw a seemingly casual arm around your waist, just so they know exactly who you ‘belong’ to. But with his Gemini sun he’s not going to be a dick about it; it’s just ‘hi, this is my wife. I’m her husband. Any questions? No, kthxbye.’
As an earth sign, Taurus energy is very easygoing on the surface, they are definitely one of the big ‘Hufflepuff’ signs of the Zodiac. They just want their loved ones safe, happy, and comfortable. But if you push them, or if you threaten someone they love, that’s when the steel underneath comes out. They are complete immovable objects when challenged, and he’ll love it if you defend him or stand up to him in an argument. He wants someone he can’t win over too easy, he wants to earn you every single day.
Wonho/Shin Hoseok - Cancer Juno
OF COURSE HE HAS A CANCER JUNO. Have you seen him with kids?! Good lord, I hope he finds this energy in his soulmate - someone nurturing and sweet and loving and compassionate and sensitive that just wants to take care of him and love him forever (and OBVS wants kids) 😭 Like Shownu, his Juno shows that he’s not looking for something casual, Cancer energy is fiercely committed and when he’s ready to settle down he wants it to be with someone he can build a life with.
Out of all of them I see him caring the least about appearances, age, any of that in his partner. Hear me out - Pisces is the sign of universal love, acceptance, and transcendance. And he’s just so LOVING and sweet, I think it would be more about the emotional connection than anything physical. Plus, Cancer rules the umm, chest area 🙈, so I could easily see him being with someone on the curvier side.
Cancer is all about home and family, so he’s looking to fill his life with people he can love up on who will return that love fully. Cancer and Pisces (his sun sign) are both very sentimental and emotional, so he’s going to have an incredibly strong connection to the family he creates. Long lasting happiness for him is going to be about the people in his life, rather than money or fame. He and his partner are totally going to be the ‘mom friends’ of the group.
Cancer is ruled by the moon, so he’ll be very attracted to someone who is feminine, sweet, dreamy, warm, and emotionally intelligent. Someone who can pick up on what is Pisces sun isn’t saying out loud. Ugh, this is such a cute pairing, I can’t even. Him and his partner are both going to be the type to communicate through touch and actions instead of words. Little hugs and caresses here and there, knowing looks at each other while their out in public, expressing their love in a subtle way.
He’s also got an Aries Venus, so he’s looking for someone who is unwavering in her loyalty and passion for him. Within the relationship there would be lots of excitement and trying things together for the first time. And Cancer energy can be kind of err... moody and dramatic, which is going to keep that Aries energy from getting bored.
Minhyuk/Lee Minhyuk - Libra Juno
My whole entire heart - I love that his Scorpio intensity is craving a Libra energy for his life partner. Libra is all about balance and equality and Scorpios can tend to go off the deep end (in terms of getting obsessed with things, being moody, etc) so he’s looking for someone to even him out, to keep him focused. Libra is an air sign and it’s all about the intellect: sharing ideas, learning, talking, etc. which would also help balance out his emotional watery nature.
Libra is the other sign ruled by Venus and it is all about aesthetics and romance. He wants someone who is going to care about her appearance, not in terms of like, height/weight, but in terms of STYLE. He’s looking for someone put together, social, curious, with an air of sophistication. He’ll want to go out on the town, get drinks, have a fancy dinner, and make a night of it any time you go out.
As an air energy, Libra is incredibly adaptable - Libra is the peacemaker of the Zodiac, the harmonizer, the hostess. So he wants someone that can fit into any situation with him and thrive. Also, Libra is incredibly picky, and will run at the first sign of inequality in a relationship, so he might date around a while before he finds that right person. Probably won’t have a lot of kids, I can see him and his partner just having one special kid that they dote on.
I could easily see him being with someone older. I don’t see him necessarily wanting to be the more immature one in a relationship, but Scorpio is the sign of transformation - and that makes them go through rapid change and causes them to reinvent themselves many times in their lives (so he’ll needs a lot of emotional support). So I think he needs a partner that can roll with his changes, someone who’s going to be able to weather those emotional storms and not get caught up in them.
Libra is a very visual energy, so I can see him being with someone who is creative and artistic. And with his Gemini moon he absolutely needs someone that can match him intellectually. Who will sit for hours and discuss ideas or theories with him. Lots of playful, fun energy here to balance out his Scorpio energy. He and his partner are going to be the group’s favorite dinner party guests, they’ll keep everyone entertained.
Kihyun/Yoo Kihyun - Libra Juno
Oh goodness, I love this. He’s a Sagittarius - hilarious, social, craves adventure + travel, and it warms my cold, dead heart that he wants a Libra energy in his partner. Someone who’s going to be creative and loving and classy AF with him. While Minhyuk needed someone to balance out his intensity, I think Kihyun needs someone who’s going to support him endlessly. Someone to reassure him that he’s talented and wonderful and deserving of all the good things in life.
On the surface you’ll be that fun, exciting, social couple that’s doing some crazy thing every weekend. Going to Paris spur of the moment? Bowling on a Tuesday? Randomly at some new exclusive museum opening? That’s the two of you. But underneath he has an emotional Pisces moon and a Scorpio venus that craves a deep and compassionate kind of love.
So beneath the #aesthetic couples goals that the two of you are, he needs to feel that deep, life changing kind of love. Scorpio energy can be kind of intense and possessive, so he’s going to be MUCH more needy behind the scenes than his Sag sun is going to make him seem. I don’t see him being with someone too much older than him, or drastically younger, but close to his age. A life partner that he can grow and explore with.
Can go either way with kids, I could see him and his partner being the ‘have it all’ kind of couple that just rolls with it. Effortlessly balancing business meetings, tours, play dates, family time, big dinner parties where everyone brings their kids, and vacations to far off places. The ultimate ‘cool parents’ that everyone wishes they had. Or I could see him and his partner pursuing their creative endeavors and choosing not to have kids. Libra is very flexible, so his partner could go either way.
Sagittarius is the sign of philosophy, higher education, and intellectual exploration, so he’s going to love it if you are similarly interested in trivia, learning, and ideas. Wants someone who takes an active interest in his life, who wants to hear about the day to day, wants to know all his stories. Is 1000% going to be that guy that steps away from the group to call his partner just so they can catch up, wherever he is in the world.
Hyungwon/Chae Hyungwon - Libra Juno
Oh my presh Capricorn AF baby. He needs someone committed to him, like - someone who takes themselves and their relationship seriously, and someone who’s ambitious and hardworking. Capricorn rules our careers and public lives, and I think a Libra-like partner would appeal to his desire to appear composed and ‘together’ in public.
We all know Chae Hyungwon, the most gorgeous man in the world, deserves someone equally as beautiful. And with a Libra juno I think he’s going to find that in his partner. But I don’t mean ‘beautiful’ here in terms of looks necessarily, but someone who’s very presence is attractive. The kind of person who speaks beautifully, who has a gorgeous smile, who’s aura is that of a goddess (Libra + Taurus are represented by Aphrodite). The kind of woman his hardworking Cap self won’t be able to take his eyes off of because of how magnetic she is.
Like I just see his partner being this stunner that wears these floaty dresses and who accessorizes like a boss. But Libra energy is also incredibly whip smart and intelligent, so his soulmate won’t just be arm candy - she’ll be a match for him on many levels. Libra and Cap both want to create things, so expect to be #housegoals, #dategoals, #careergoals, and any other kind of goals you can think of.
With all of his Capricorn energy I think you might have to be the one to approach him, either because he’s more reserved or because he’s so focused on his work that he forgets to look up. I honestly can’t tell if he’s going to want kids. Capricorn is always called the ‘daddy’ sign, but I could see him going either way, depending on what his partner wanted.
This is going to be a very mature love, I don’t see him or his partner being overly emotional about things. No epic fights, no tearful declarations of love. Just very practical, straightforward, ‘we’re in this’ kind of love. Like, Libra is incredibly romantic, but I see him being so adorably chill about it. Once he’s got you and you’ve got him, that’s it - you can dust your hands off and rest assured that you’ve got a partner for life. Libra is the sign of partnerships, and that’s truly what he wants - a co-pilot in life.
Jooheon/Lee Jooheon - Scorpio Juno
Holy cow, this is a doozy! He’s got a Scorpio venus AND a Scorpio juno, so he’s looking for someone intense, private, magnetic, emotional, and deep. He’s craving a transcendent kind of love, a relationship that feels like it’s absolutely everything to him. A partner who will inspire him to conquer the entire world, to completely remake himself in the fire between them.
Scorpio energy can be jealous and possessive, so it won’t always be smooth sailing, which might be taxing for his peace-loving, harmonious Libra sun and moon. Talk about a turbulent relationship! He’s looking for a partner that can match his emotional intensity, but all of his Libra energy wants things to be comfortable and smooth. I can see him wanting kids and having a family, but it might be after a lot of tension or drama. Like you might get pregnant accidentally, but then you both decide to just go for it and end up making this tiny, tight-knit family.
I could see him finding his soulmate as the result of something dramatic AF. Like, you meet because your partners both cheated on you, or because you bonded during some disaster. He wants mystery, he wants drama, he wants intimacy like he’s never had before. The kind of person he can share his secrets with at three in the morning. Trust is HUGE for him and if you betray him, it’s all over.
Holy crap, he needs to feel wanted. Will get off on you ‘belonging’ to him and vice versa. Another big Scorpio word is POWERFUL, and as Scorpio rules ‘sex and death,’ he’s not looking for anything casual. 10/10 will be so intense during sex that you’ll cry from how deep your connection is and from all the heightened emotions. Wants you to accept and love everything about him, wants you to help him transform into the man he’s capable of becoming.
His partner is going to be an absolute badass. No soft, sweet energy for him. Someone strong, dedicated, and emotionally intuitive. Red lipstick, motorcycle boots, devil may care attitude. No one he can win over easily; he’s looking for a challenge. Wants someone confident enough to seduce the heck out of him. If you’re bored/disinterested with your life, he’s got no time for it.
I.M/Im Changkyun - Aquarius Juno
Hi, I love this. He’s an Aquarius who wants to be with an Aquarius energy, basically he wants someone who’s like him - independent, quirky, free-spirited, open minded. Aquarius rules the 11th house of friendship, so he’s probably going to have the ultimate friends to lovers story omg. And with his Pisces Venus he’s looking for someone compassionate, loving, and ethereal.
His partner is going to be a total sweetheart. Aquarius is a humanitarian, it wants to save the world + Pisces is a healing sign that wants to love the whole world. Someone who values their friendships above all else, who’s happy when their loved ones are happy. Neither of these are ‘selfish’ placements, so I see him having this adorable, giving and generous kind of love.
Aquarius craves freedom in relationships and his lover is going to want the same. So you might have a long distance relationship, or both be busy with work a lot. But with that air sign Aquarius energy he’s looking for, that’s very straightforward and honest and open, you’ll have no problem communicating with each other and connecting wherever you both are in the world.
Air signs tend to be a bit more flightly/exploratory when it comes to love, so he might not settle down for a while. Along with that friendship concept - I could easily see his partner developing out a friends-with-benefits type of situation. Will definitely be open to having kids and would create a community feel, lots of aunts/uncles/godparents - ‘it takes a village’ kind of father/parent.
Lots of youthful energy and excitement in this partnership. Nothing too heavy or serious or intense. Aquarius is ruled by rebellious, eccentric Uranus, so I could see him having a relationship that pushes some bounds; maybe dating someone from another country or having another non-traditional type of relationship.
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Urban
Requested by anonymous: Can you write one where him and y/n become brand ambassadors or the new faces of a brand (kind of like Madison and Jack’s AE campaign) and fans just lose it because it’s cute
Note: I died at M&J’S AE campaign so this was so cute to write omg because goals honestly, *NOT MY GIF but I wish the man in it was if you catch my drift
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You‘re sitting in Shawn’s living room on your laptop as Aaliyah sits next to you doing some science homework. Shawn had disappeared to the studio for an hour, leaving you the designated tutor for Aaliyah - which you had no problem with, of course.
Your eyes scan over the couple of unread emails in your mailbox, most of it stuff you didn’t want to look at - except for one which caught your attention.
The email was sent to both you and Shawn, spiking your interest as you read it.
Dear Shawn and Y/N,
All of us here at Urban Outfitters are huge fans! Plus, you two are our definite OTP, you’re just too cute to handle, not to mention very attractive! Due to us being such huge fans of Shawn’s career and you two as a couple, we write this email asking if you would be our new brand ambassadors! We would be honored to have you both as the faces of our company and we look forward to working with you shall you accept this offer.
Any further questions? Feel free to have your management and team contact UO HQ and we will gladly answer them in regards to what you need to know!
Let us know what you decide and we are looking forward to hearing from you both!
Much love,
Richard Hayne and all of us from Urban Outfitters
Chairman, President and current CEO of Urban Outfitters
You squint your eyes in confusion, but mostly cringing at how they worded this email; you were also completely sure that Richard Hayne did not write this.
Although, the offer did seem extremely appealing. You would obviously need to speak to Shawn when he got back though, him being the main face.
As if on cue, Shawn walks through the door, placing his car keys on the kitchen counter.
“Did you know about this?” You ask, not being able to wait.
“Know about what?” Shawn replies, taking a seat next to you on the couch.
You point at your computer screen and he leans in, squinting slightly as his brown eyes move inch by inch, reading the words.
He pulls back, exhaling.
“Yeah, I knew about it. Andrew talked to me this morning.” He stretches his arms over his head, yawning a bit.
“Knew about what?” Aaliyah nosily asks, leaning closer to you.
“Urban Outfitters wants Shawn and I to be their brand ambassadors.” You say, taking a sideways glance at Shawn. “What is your thoughts?”
“I think that would be so cool.” Aaliyah chimed in.
You send her a look, not so sure and Shawn rubs his neck, averting his gaze from you.
“Honestly, it sounds like fun. I would really like to do it.” Shawn says shyly.
Your lips twitch for a second before you answer. There was a lot to think about with accepting an offer like this, yet you could only think that it would be really cool.
“Well, then I guess we’re doing it.” You smile, Shawn shaking his head as he looks at you.
“Wait, really?” He asks, almost not believing it for some reason.
“Why not?” You shrug, Aaliyah yelling a “woohoo!” causing all of you to laugh.
As you show up to the space where you two would be shooting the pictures, to introduce yourselves as the new brand ambassadors for Urban Outfitters, you get a fluttery feeling in your stomach.
You had been to multiple photoshoots before with Shawn, but usually they didn’t want to photograph you as well, so this was a new experience. Honestly, you didn’t know how to do photoshoots, you’re basically just posing for pictures, you guess. You like pictures, so maybe it’ll be the same.
A short red headed woman approaches you two as you enter the space, a camera sitting on a tripod as different kinds of lights are pointed at an area with some lounge seats and a plain light blue backdrop.
“Hi there! I’m Alexandra and I’m going to be photographing you guys today. I’m the official Urban Outfitters photographer so whenever you guys come in to do a shoot, it’ll most likely always be me. We are so happy to welcome you guys as our ambassadors, we love you guys.” She smiles, pearly whites beaming at you and freckles sprinkled all over the entirety of her face. From what you saw, Alexandra was gorgeous and couldn’t have been much older than 26.
“Hi, I’m Shawn.” Shawn says, shaking her hand, then resting it on your hip.
Her bright green eyes find you and you shake your hand out as well, shaking hers.
“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you.”
“Oh,” Alexandra puckers her lips. “We have a shy one over here!” She yells, laughing.
You feel the need to curl back towards Shawn, yet you don’t. Instead, your eyes look around the room to see Shawn’s team conversing with the UO team and you feel extremely self-conscious.
“I’m not shy,” You manage to get out. “I’ve just never done a photoshoot before.”
Alexandra’s face softens as she give an apologetic look to Shawn as he must’ve had a certain expression.
“It’s easy, we’re just going to tell you how to pose and stuff like that. It’ll be fun, Y/N.” Alexandra says, hooking her arm with yours, guiding you away from Shawn. “We’re going to get you into hair and makeup, as well as wardrobe and you’ll be ready to go. Shannon here is our hair stylist and makeup artist and she’ll get you all ready for Amber who is in charge of wardrobe. Alright, see you soon, sweetie!”
You already didn’t like Alexandra and it’s only the first day.
As the last piece of jewelry was being hung around your neck, you were finally able to look at yourself in the mirror after a little over thirty minutes of being styled by three different people.
Your hair was flipped to the side in waves that looked glossy under the light, your makeup was subtle and earthy - a mauve tone on your lips that contrasted against the long necklaces embellished with turquoise stones; they have you dressed in some long dark blue velvet dress with small straps and slits up the sides, paired with some white sneakers and a denim Tommy Hilfiger jacket.
You had to admit - you looked pretty hot.
When you stepped out of the room they had you in for what felt like years, Shawn’s team cheered as you walked towards them, making you laugh and jokingly bow.
You hear the camera snap a couple of times, but you knew they weren’t taking photos just yet - perhaps warming the camera up.
Shawn looks at you, having been done fifteen minutes before you, his eyes scaling up and down your body.
Shawn is wearing a pair of black jeans, a white hoodie and a denim jacket on over his hoodie, matching your denim jacket - Tommy Hilfiger.
He looks so good in white.
“Babe, you’re smoking.” Shawn says, holding his arms out in awe practically.
“You’re not too bad yourself, Mendes.” You smirk, lacing your fingers together, the large hand gives you a feeling of comfort when you’re being drowned in discomfort.
“Alright, you two ready?” Alexandra asks, looking at you and smiling. “You both look stunning!”
Shawn takes your hand and leads you to where Alexandra is telling you two to stand, in the middle of the blue backdrop. Shawn is instructed to put his hands around your waist and he pulls your body closer to his so that there’s no more room between you two. You’re instructed to hold onto the opening of his denim jacket, but towards the bottom so you can rest your head against Shawn’s chest.
Alexandra tells you both to look straight at the camera, giving it a “dewy look” - whatever the hell that meant.
And that’s when the first picture is snapped, followed by an entire series of snaps as Alexandra tells you where to look, what to do with your hands and how to act.
Throughout the entire process, you get your hair redone three times as well as change your outfit thrice, the same happening to Shawn.
For the last set of pictures, they’ve put you on the lounge seat together and you’re dressed in the Calvin Klein gear they wear, a white t-shirt adorning your body while your lower half is wrapped in a pair of CK sweats. Shawn is shirtless while wearing some matching CK sweatpants and Alexandra has told you to rest your head on his chest, your hand right next to your face as your left leg is wrapped in between Shawn’s.
Even though you’re not the half naked one, you can’t help but feel incredibly uncomfortable for him.
However, before you know it, the photoshoot is over and people are thanking you for coming and talking to you about the details of being a brand ambassador.
Alexandra’s assistant, Felix, informs you that the clothes you had put on are now yours, as a gift from Urban.
It seemed as if everything happened so fast and you were being show the pictures, every single one of them catching your eye and making you fall in love with the campaign photos.
There are a couple though, that you didn’t see getting taken and you get a little closer to the screen to look at them.
The picture was of you laughing and in the distance, you can see Shawn looking at you as if you were his entire universe.
“This one’s my favorite.” Alexandra points to the exact picture you were looking at. “I think we all deserve a guy who looks at us the way Shawn looks at you, Y/N.”
And then she walks away, trying to get Felix to print all of the pictures and try to get them on PDF files and get them up on the website and on billboards and your head spun.
“Babe?” Shawn asks, taking hold of your hand. “It’s time to go.”
And so you left with one of the best experiences tucked in your pocket.
It was two days later on a Saturday morning when all of the pictures were emailed to you and Shawn, including some of the pictures with the Urban Outfitters logo printed on them.
You admired every single one of them, thinking about how cute they actually were.
Shawn ended up tweeting the first picture you took as well as putting the same one on Instagram. You had taken the last photo you took together and posted in on Instagram as well, but you decided not to on twitter.
You were ready for some sort of backlash some of the fans would create, however, when you took a peek at Shawn’s instagram comments, as well as yours; there was nothing but postitive feedback.
INSTAGRAM
shawnmendes: my lovely lady and I are excited to announce that we are officially the new brand ambassadors of @urbanoutfitters! #spreadthelovewithurban
COMMENTS:
lovelymendes: THIS IS SO CUTE I FORGOT HOW TO BREATHE SEND HELPSFHIHO
shawnmendez: um they’re goals tbfh
sweetheartshawn: THEY’RE BOTH SO HOT
canadashawn: haters are gonna hate man but they gotta admit that this is the cutest shit they’ve ever seen in their entire life
sassyshawn: how is Y/N so flawless tho that’s the question???? I AM SO HAPPY THEY’RE BRAND AMBASSDORS THAT MEANS CUTE OTP PICS IM DONE
wotshawnpeterrm: OTP OTP OTP OTP OTP
Your heart swelled at the cute comments as Shawn came over and sat down, looking at the pictures you pulled up.
“We should frame one of these.” Shawn says, taking a sip from his cup of water.
“We should, they’re cute.”
“Cute? Y/N, we slay.” Shawn said sassily and you laugh, telling him to never say that ever again.
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