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#confessions of dej
buzzyb33 · 4 months
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Hey!! Could I please request a fic for Danny Aarons?! Nobody writes for him and they should because he is absolutely beautiful! Maybe where you’re also a YouTuber and friends with Danny and pretty much everyone in the uk YouTube scene and it’s the night of the sidemen 10 year party and he confesses he loves u. Thank u!!!🫶🏻🫶🏻
Of course!! This is a great idea and I love my boy Danny.
Prompt: in request.
Warnings: swearing, alcohol, bit long, detail on reader appearance.
I sit at my desk as I record a Fortnite video with Danny, Simon and Josh.
I go through my locker as the three talk.
“Y/n hurry up and pick a fucking skin” Danny groans.
“Shut up Danny wait..” I respond in a distracted tone.
I scroll through my locker and settle on panda team leader.
I ready up and sip my water.
“Simon don’t take all my kills again either.” I shoot as I adjust my position.
Josh laughs and Danny speaks up before Simon.
“Wait- you two play together?” He asks a little confused to which Simon laughs.
“Thanks for watching my videos mate.”
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Later on when playing I look at Josh’s skin and do the high five emote, Simon is still recording and he does the emote with me.
Josh laughs and pipes up “you coming to the party next week? I know you said you might but..”
“Hm? Oh yeah probably don’t wanna miss that- it’s important for you lot so-“
Danny cuts in quickly. “Can we go together y/n you don’t live too far away from me.” Simon hums in acknowledgement at Danny’s eagerness.
“Sure okay- I’ll message you, you can come mine and have some pre drinks with me.”
After that recording I did a few more on the same scenes to clear my schedule knowing how pissed I’ll get, recording a video with Deji just a simple TikTok reaction:
“Eugh- dej! That guy is so- mmmm- eww look.”
I say as beavo eating rice comes up.
“When I first saw him he actually made me physically gag at my phone- he’s rank.”
I say in a passionate tone and he laughs loudly.
“Would- you do the same content?” He cuts himself off from his laughs.
I chuckles and shake my head.
“Nah then I’d have to pay for an editor because I can’t watch myself do that..” I shake my head.
“Wait you edit all your own videos?” He says to me sincerely.
“And your other channels?”
“Yeah! I edit for my main, second and I mod my own social medias, while I pay Danny Aaron’s editor to do my twitch shit so- yeah,” I hum as I adjust my hair.
“Oh cool- Kay then.”
The next day when I was getting my clothes ready for the next day I got a FaceTime call from Danny, answering it wouldn’t be a problem, would help me pass the time.
I answer and smile into the phone, propping it upon my monitor as I logged around my room, AirPods in.
“Hey Danny!”
I call as I look for a dress.
“Hi- what you doing?” He responds, taking an inward breath.
“Pickin’ an outfit for tomorrow dunno to go for pink or white..” I let a ghost of a smile wonder on my lips as I shift through my many clothes.
“Pink- you look p- pinks a better colour especially in dresses, anyway.”
He says and I pop my head back into frame, my freckles dusting my face and light blue yes looking into the camera.
“Alright- yeah you’re probably right I’ll pick some stocking then we can talk, yeah?”
I pick a light pink play suit, white stockings and white flats, I put my outfit down and talk to Danny through it, after that I sat at my desk and spoke to him, a gentle tone in his voice which seemed to be only present around certain people.
“What’re you wearing Danny?”
I say after a couple minutes of silence on the call, my attention taken up by the sims.
“I dunno- cargos and a shirt. Yeah.”
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The next day as I get out the shower, I put my clothes on and start on my makeup I get a knock on my door.
“Come in Danny! I’m in my room!”
I shout and I hear my door open and footsteps ascending toward my room.
He leaks his head round and gives me a cheesy grin.
“Hey y/n.”
He was in a crisp white shirt with a blue spray paint font smiley face at the back. He was in black cargos and to match his shirt, crisp white airforces.
“You look smart, Mr Aarons.” I smile and he smiles back, sitting in my bed.
“You look pretty, miss l/n.” He retorts, the grin not leaving his face.
We speak as I do my makeup, about videos, friends, family, us.
Mad I finish my makeup I order him to get the drinks from my kitchen as long as some glasses.
I smile as I face my chair toward the bed where he sits, pouring a vodka coke.
“You excited? I’m looking forward to it.”
I Say with a cheeky grin, leaning forward slightly and sipping it.
He smiles and nods.
I lean back and smile, flicking my light brown hair behind my shoulder.
“When should I call the Uber, n/n?”
“15 minutes let’s get the buzz.”
I grin at him.
Over the next 15 minutes, the two got laughs in, and Danny even getting a confidence boost.
In the taxi, Danny let his arm hand loosely across Y/ns shoulders.
Getting out the car and getting let into the party the two going their separate ways for a bit, the boys had rented a decent club in north London at a lot of people were there, A LOT.
Y/n went to go talk to george Clarkey and then Talia.
After mingling around she was getting tipsy and when in this state she got very giggly.
“H-hey-“ I turn around and find Danny’s eyes, his ones deep and hazy, clearly already intoxicated.
“Hi darlin’…” he murmured as his hands find my shoulders, his head falling slightly.
“Danny? You okay?” I say as I inch closer to him.
“Y/n- I just-“ he says and closes his eyes briefly.
“I think-“ he sighs
“I can’t help falling in love with you..”
I look at him and feel my face flush, I get on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek.
“I love you too..”
He smiles lazily and brings me into a passionate kiss, oddly coordinated from the intoxication.
I wrap my arms around his neck and he keeps moving his lips with mine, meanwhile, Ethan goes up to josh and elbows him slightly.
“Never guess who I just saw tonguing it on?” He says with an almost proud look.
“What? Simon and Talia? Vikk and Ellie? Uh- Lannan and ilsa?” He replies sipping his drink and side eyeing Ethan for a confirmation.
“Nope- Danny Aarons himself and miss Y/n l/n”
Josh sputters and looks at Ethan “fuck off.”
-
The next morning where Danny had stayed at Y/ns their words weren’t forgotten, a simple but gentle feel to the air, a new found tensions, just bellow awkward.
Finally approaching him as he was getting ready to leave she spoke with reluctance.
“Do- did you mean what you said or- well, and did, or was it just the alcohol, Danny?”
With no hesitation he shook his head: “I meant it, every word, every kiss, I- do love you- if that’s okay?”
I smile and feel my face heat up again.
“That’s okay..”
A/n:
IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. CHRISTMAS AND THAT 😭🙏🏽
Finishing up a request then another zerkaa fic!!
Requests are open!!
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lurkingshan · 10 months
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The face of an uncle who knows.
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In episode 4 Mork and Tawan’s relationship continues to deepen, as Tawan meets Cheep and Dej, our uncles clue into who it is that Mork likes, Tawn continues to be bamboozled by that asshole Por, and Mork continues processing his feelings.
One of my favorite things about this show is how much Mork and Tawan want to care for each other. Both of them, mutually, are concerned with the others’ wellbeing and doing whatever they can to help. We see this in the way Mork worries over Tawan’s exhaustion, brings him food, and drives him anywhere he wants to go. We see it in Tawan tending to Mork’s health and minor injuries. And we see it in the utterly gentle way they look at each other.
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This episode marks the first time that Tawan comes to Mork with no pretext and just says I’m having a bad day and I want to spend time with you. There’s no excuse for it and no other reason offered. He just wants to be with Mork when he’s feeling down.
And Mork wants that, too, and so they go out for what is plainly a date, complete with more classic romance tropes than you can count. Mork talks Tawan through his issues with Por, Tawan comforts Mork after they run into his ex, and they end up on a ferris wheel together getting up close and personal.
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And Mork is so overcome by the proximity and the emotion that he confesses! Or does he?
We’ll find out next week. I’m so enjoying revisiting this show @bengiyo @neuroticbookworm @callipigio @manogirl @sliceduplife @chickenstrangers @troubled-mind @negrowhat.
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latentorogeny · 5 months
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Ok!! Here’s the “Disimi’s Entire Backstory” masterpost i talked about earlier ta daa 🎉
Disimi Veyalas was born in 45 bby and was found by the Jedi Master Berkara Dej at the age of three on his homeworld Mirial, and was taken to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant. At fifteen, he was chosen as a Padawan by Master Berkara, following the Mirialan tradition.
When Disimi was twenty three, his Master died at the Battle of Geonosis, and he was promoted to Knight prematurely because of the Army’s need for Consulars. He dealt with the loss poorly, and overworked himself as both a Jedi General to the 709th Legion and a Consular/medic.
During one of their campaigns, the Captain of the 709th, CT-7960 (Tempest), stepped on a landmine while transporting wounded civilians and was severely wounded. Disimi drops everything to perform a life saving operation on him, including brain surgery. During the procedure, Disimi notices an odd mass of brain tissue (the inhibitor chip), and assuming it was a product of the trauma, removes it. He doesn’t realize what it was until much later.
The two men bond during Tempest's recovery, and Disimi grapples with his feelings for him, along with his ethics as a doctor and the Jedi code. Disimi becomes disillusioned with the war and the Republic after seeing the immense civilian casualties in the Outer Rim and Separatist space, and decides to leave the Jedi Order to do humanitarian work on worlds the Republic has ignored/ Separatist space.
He takes a Pelta-class medical frigate, along with the 709th Legion and the Jedi Knights Runa Kene and Ikaris. Disimi and Tempest become closer, but neither confesses their feelings. They continue their medical work until one day before Order 66, when Disimi is once again performing a life saving procedure on one of his Troopers who was injured in a building collapse during a Republic carpet bombing.
The trooper’s damaged chip activates prematurely during the surgery, and he manages to stab Disimi in the eye before he succumbs to his injuries and dies. This obviously worries Disimi, and as he tries to contact the Jedi Temple, Captain Tempest gets the Order 66 transmission from Palpatine, and because his chip was removed years prior, he isn’t brainwashed.
His troops begin to attack Disimi, however, and the two manage to kill or subdue most of them. Runa and Ikaris are both killed in the fight, and afterwards, Disimi and Tempest realize what has happened to the rest of the Jedi Order after Tempest receives orders to return to Coruscant. He refuses, and the two decide to go into hiding. Despite losing touch with the Order, Disimi feels incredibly guilty for what happened, and blames himself for being a coward. This causes him to fall to the dark side, but not completely.
They stage Disimi’s execution, and abandon the medical frigate, taking a shuttle to an outpost on a nearby world to start over. Disimi turns his back on his Jedi teachings, and becomes a gray Jedi, or force neutral or whatever. Realizing that the Jedi Order and the Republic were beyond saving, Disimi and Tempest join a gang of pirates and Disimi slowly makes his way through the ranks until he leads the group with Storm at his side.
This actually helps conceal Disimi from the Inquisitors, because the pirates' lawless and chaotic behavior isn’t characteristic of a Jedi in hiding. Disimi goes by the name Simeon Lunsharc while with the pirates. After being mistaken for a married couple, Disimi and Tempest question their relationship and eventually get together.
By 9 bby they run a successful smuggling/piracy operation together out of their EML 850 light freighter called “The Ganymede”. By 5 bby, they become involved with Saw Garerra’s partisans, and begin smuggling weapons to several Rebel Cells. Idk what happens after that but uhh yeah.
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cestmoiquand · 3 years
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Comme ni la migraine, ni mon rhume annuel ne m'avaient manqué...
Je prends toute idée contre la migraine (en dehors de boire de l eau, pcq ça me paraît logique)
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dejwrites · 2 years
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♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — KEM & GOJO. ( @theecapricorn )
in which gojo surprises kem when they suppose to be throwing a party for nanami .
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KEM'S SWOLLEN BELLY POKED OUT THE T-SHIRT THAT WAS a little too small for her. With being pregnant with her first child now, the young woman was treading lightly with many of the tasks she's done outside the house and inside the house. She currently found herself outside of her and Gojo's shared home. Collecting a cake that he asked if she could pick up to quote on quote cheer Nanami. "Let's throw a party for Nanami to cheer him up over the breakup," Gojo would say.
She knew that Nanami wasn't the biggest fan of the two when they were together. Not particularly in a bad way, it was more of a 'when you two are together, you never take anything serious' way. Which was a bit questionable considering that the two were about to be parents.
Kem took slow steps with the cake, her finger jabbing at the doorbell. When she saw Megumi, her eyebrows raised in confusion. The party wasn't supposed to start until an hour, he's stepping aside after grabbing the cake from her. "You're here kinda early," Kem commented.
"Gojo called and asked if I could help out with something." He gives Kem a smile as they walked further into the house.
Her eyes glowed with so much excitement when she saw the living room was decorated for a baby shower. Her hand rubbed at her belly as she was trying so hard not to cry. Gojo approached her with a huge grin on his face, his crystal blue eyes peeking through his sunglasses as he embraced her. "I wanted to surprise you." He said as he placed a loving kiss on her lips.
"So the party isn't to cure Nanami's, broken heart?" Kem sniffles.
"Oh no, Nanami is fine, see!" Her boyfriend motioned to Nanami who was placing the baby gifts people brought on a table.
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — random dej headcanon for this ship: gojo swore he wouldn't fall for kem, it was just supposed to be shameless sex between the two. like this man was talking to nanami as if it was the end of the world that he actually grew feelings for kem and nanami urged him to confess. which gojo didn't...he was too much of a pussy.
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kayla-manderrr1996 · 3 years
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Music Tag 🎶✨
Tysm for tagging me @negrowhat ☺️😇
RULES: we’re snooping on your playlist. put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first ten songs and then choose 10 victims.
1. Confessions - Usher
2. All Night - BTS ft. Juice Wrld
3. Knew Better - Ariana Grande
4. Do You Hear What I Hear - Carrie Underwood
5. Irreplaceable- Beyoncé
6. Think - Aretha Franklin
7. Me U & Hennessy - Dej Loaf
8. Signal - TWICE
9. Red Planet - Little Mix ft. T-Boz
10. Don’t You - Sage the Gemini
I’m tagging @maroonsundrops @flrpnina @spoiledqueer and whoever else wants to do this!!☺️
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doctor243 · 6 years
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The Girl Who Cried Wolf Chapter 2
Honestly, I was super iffy about the content in this chapter, but I decided to post it anyways. So please give me your feedback!! I love to hear from you guys!!
Summary: 5 Times MJ says she loves Peter, and 1 time he says it back.
Characters: Michelle Jones, Peter Parker
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“How’d you know where I live?”
Peter scratched his neck as he cowered under the suspicious glare of MJ, who was peeking through the crack of her front door, refusing him entry.
“Um…I’m Spider-man?” He answered nervously. Her eyes narrowed further.
“And you use your genetically enhanced abilities and multi-million-dollar suit to stalk me?”
“What?? No!” Yes.
“Geez relax, I was kidding,” she sniffed, finally opening the door to reveal her dishevelled hair and Rudolph-the-reindeer nose. With the blanket on her shoulders and the scowl on her face, she looked so positively adorable that he could have wrapped her in a hug there and then. Keyword: could have. She’d probably claw his face off and hang it on her front door as a warning to potential huggers. “What’d you come here for anyways?”
“I got some tea for you,” he gulped, reaching into his backpack for that package of tea leaves that he’d swung 20 minutes south for. “After I heard you were sick I-”
“You mean after I texted you,” she interrupted, staring at him straight in the eyes.
“Ok, yeah after you texted m-”
“After you bombed my phone with 23 calls and 317 texts.” Her gaze was unwavering, and very unnerving. Very.
“I was worried!” He argued. “I’ve never seen you miss school and-”
“While I was asleep.”
Ok, he had nothing. Shifting his weight from leg to leg, he gingerly offered the bag of tea to her, smiling shyly. “I got you a book too,” he tried.
It took her 15 seconds of silence (he counted) before she rolled her eyes, sighed and let him in. He took it as a win.
“What book is it?” She asked, bolting the door and shuffling to the couch, snatching the tea from his outstretched hand and taking a sniff.
“Oh it was this tea book that the lady at the store recommended,” he hurriedly reached into his backpack and pulled it out. “It was on sale and it’s where I knew what tea to buy for a cold. Also the author's name is Mary Jane, but that’s also MJ, so I-”
“That’s my book.”
“Um, I know,” Peter quipped, raising an eyebrow questioningly. “I’m giving it to you.”
“No,” she took a breath. “I wrote that book.” At his bewildered silence, she rolled her eyes. “I’m Mary Jane, okay? I couldn’t very put Michelle Jones as the author of a tea book, or everyone’s gonna think it’s a detective novel.”
Silence.
“You wrote a tea book??” Peter finally squeaked.
“Wow, that’s your takeaway from this?” She rolled her eyes.
“And it’s a bestseller!”
“I’m well aware, thank you very much.”
“Can I have an autograph?”
MJ froze. “Excuse me?” She seemed to glare at him harder and he knew he’d overstepped his boundaries.
“I mean I’m sure if you’ve written one bestseller you’re gonna write many more in the future and since you wrote the book I’m not gonna give it to you, and if I had an autograph I could brag that I was the first to get it.” Yep, he was rambling. Yep, he was digging his hole deeper with every word. So he wisely kept silent and waited for the storm to pass.
A very tense ten seconds passed before MJ stood up with a huff and grumbled a string of incoherent phrases. He heard the kettle being filled and placed on the stove before he saw MJ return with a sharpie in hand.
“You’re lucky I love you,” she muttered.
This time he froze, eyes wide and heart thumping thunderously in his chest. “Wha-what?” He coughed out.
“I said, ‘you’re lucky I love the tea.’ Now gimme the book.” She replied without missing a beat. The expression on her face was so irritated and bored that he really had to wonder whether he’d heard her wrongly.
“Ri-right,” he stuttered as he shakily handed her the book. This was bad. How was he so in love with her that he was hallucinating her confessions of love? Did that even happen to people? Did he need to get checked?
“Here you go, Loser,” she sighed as she handed it back to him. On the front page was written ‘You’re such a loser’, followed by her signature.
“Thanks,” he smiled fondly. That’s was the closest he’d probably ever get to a confession of any sort of affection. “Oh yeah I’ve got some homework for you from Chem and some class notes from History today.” He pulled the respective worksheets from his bag as he stuffed the tea book back in. “Ned says hi, but he couldn’t come cuz he has to help his mum cook.”
“Hmm,” She hummed, taking the stuff from him before plopping on the couch and studying them intently. Even while sick, MJ was still the most diligent person he knew. Goddammit, get a grip, Parker.
“Anyways I’d love to stay and try the tea but I really gotta go,” Peter spoke up, getting up to leave. “Cuz I gotta get some web hours in before dinner tonight.”
“Oh um, ok,” MJ put down the papers, looking a little startled, but otherwise unaffected, before her eyebrows knitted together in disbelief. “Hold up, did you really just say ‘web hours’?”
“Yep see you get well soon bye!!” He chirped and closed the front door behind him. He read the whole book that night.
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sadaski · 6 years
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Finally together
It took them a long time to sort out their feelings for each other.
After all, they were both guys.
So being from Croatia, which is a pretty homophobic country, they were kinda confused when they started feeling something that was not only platonic love.
And lets not forget, they are both football players. They are the symbol of what girls want to date and boys want to become.
For a long time nobody confessed. The endless bad thoughts swirled in their heads. If they messed up they would lose each other. And the amazing friendship they have.
The rest of the team wasn't oblivious. They wanted to assure them that being gay, or not straight, is totally fine.
Everytime somebody from the team would mention the subject, Šime would become a stuttering mess and Dejan would blush like crazy.
It wasn't easy for any of them. But it's the way it has to be. Unnoticable.
They were both frustrated and even being in the same room was dangerous.
So one day, Dejan had enough. He was done being a coward. He would finally get this straight with Šime. Actually, that would be the only straight thing. He knows for himself that he's gay, but for Šime? He had no idea.
So he got the guts to finally ask....
....Luka to make some research about Šime's sexuality.
He didn't want to make his best friend uncomfortable. This way, he would know if Šime is straight or not.
If he was, he would just move on. (We all know that ain't happening. Dejan is smitten.)
His other option was to get drunk with Vida. The guy alway had rakija with him no matter where they were. Dejan will never figure that out but not like it mattered.
So he sent Luka to subtly ask Šime some questions.
Luka, the badass he is, didn't even ask because he already knew. The whole team knew. And most of their fans already.
So when Luka saw Šime, he didn't ask him about his sexuality. He just asked about his feelings. They talked for hours until Šime got the balls to ask Dejan out.
Later, Luka the cunning fox, told Dejan that he's pretty sure Šime isn't straight and that he should tell him.
Both of the men trusted Luka so they were quite sure in themselves.
But the second they saw each other, the bravery disappeared.
"I've got something to tell you Šime, and if you don't think the same, please don't think of me differently."
"I kinda have a feeling what you want to say." Šime started. " I mean, I hope it's what I think it is."
"Would you consider my offer if it is actually what you think and what I'm thinking?" Dejan questioned.
"Well, if it is what I think it is, what you think I'm thinking, then I will have to hear the exact words." Šime answered
"Jeben van sve, is one of you actually going to confess or do I have to do that too?!" They heard Luka shout from outside of their room.
All of them laughed, even Luka. Nobody can take him seriously when he swears.
"Okay then" Dejan started " Šime, I like you. More than a friend. More than a teammate. And especially not like a brother. So if you like me the same way, would you make me really happy, and be my boyfriend?"
"More than anything, brate." Šime said with a smirk.
"You're seriously gross, but I still like you. And you ruined the most romantic moment ever!" Dejan wasn't even surprised.
"I like you too, Dej. A lot." Šime smiled at the taller man and kissed him on the lips.
After that, there was clapping outside of the room. Probably Luka being proud of his wing-man skills.
"Oh, and don't worry Deki, I'll make you happy in many ways. Just see" Šime said with a wink. A sign that meant it was Luka's time to leave the area around the room. (Or the whole hotel, he bets Šime is a screamer.)
A/n : god, I need help.
But yeah. Enjoy, thank you for reading.
I'm not really happy with this chapter. Idk why, I'm just insecure i guess.
I posted the last oneshot on tumblr ( sejan-is-love ) and I got so many notes I was S h o o k so that is amazing and im really grateful.
I also got 2 requests that are both smut, and idk how I'll write it, because I want to. Even tho I'm not really able to. I'll try. (If somebody has a request still, ask away)
Ily all ❤❤
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rnarvelboi · 6 years
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rnarvelboi’s mobile fic rec mp
updated: 07/24/18 this masterpost WILL NOT work on laptops/pcs. i’ve tried but nothing will solve the problem and i refuse to go through and relink every one of these fics because i spent hours putting together this original post and im exhuasted lmao. if you’re NOT on mobile click HERE :))
luke alvez x reader (criminal minds)
by @butsomeofusarelookingatthestars
biting the bullet
take me out
one moment
couples therapy 2
“…falling in love with my best friend”
unshaken
…the proposal
addicted to love
by @nelsonsmurdock
god only knows
claw marks
sugar daddy
good morning
making you jealous headcanon
missed by @writefasttalkevenfaster on my mind by @madamredwrites a kiss that shouldn’t have happened by @merlxn-emrys
spencer reid x reader (criminal minds)
by @wrecklessimagine
dermatillomania
anything
trip
breaking (part one) / and entering (part two)
soft hands
by @mentallydatingspencerreid
because i love you
conflict resolution
dare?
jealous
fearful
by @dontshootmespence
did you hear me?
hands off
a sudden change
by @nelsonsmurdock
not afraid anymore
real life
lolita / real life
by @bookofreid
love in numbers / part two
perfect timing
the doctor & the artist
fortune teller
avoidance
long way down
handle yourself
by @spencerdamnreid
undercover discovery
let me help
by @brywrites
love looks not with the eyes 
model behavior 
the reid effect part one / part two
close to you
model behavior
by @criminaldaddies
closer 
forever
drunken make out? by @make-me-imagine just let me explain by @the-criminal-soldier touchy-feely by @thelovelylittlestorythatcould nerves by @thorne93 for the sake of a kiss by @totalfanfreak four years by @ughthatimagineblog torturous by @irwinsos snowbound by @criminal-minds-fanfiction
matthew gray gubler x reader
by @wrecklessimagine
“i tried my best…”
modeling
sex scene
twelve years younger
by @mentallydatingspencerreid
turnaround
standing out in a crowd
poe dameron x reader (star wars)
by @leiaorga-na
frustration
general ‘matchmaker’ organa
by @kboogie09
galactic soulmates
deal?
crazy in love
something else
by @justauthoring
when youre back
not today
help us out
thoughts betray you
five versus one
help us out
tired of your games
by @warqueenfuriosa
on flying and falling
kissing sweetly
my heart is yours
contact
by @certifiedskywalker
not enough time
snoozing
by @theincredibleultron
putty in your hands
you’re a skywalker?
five times you kissed poe dameron
10 things i hate about you
by @shenanigans-and-imagines
i could kiss you right now
i mean it
by @poedameronstories
motivation
stay
left unsaid / what remains / confrontations by @rqgnarok kissing by @buckyskywalks interrupted day off by @secretlyheatherchandler sarcasm by @x-dudes worth the wait by @fanfic-shiz two pieces of a whole by @we-are-all-obsessed-here black leader, shutting up by @parker-peter-parker trust me by @hairringtonsteve “why are you crying” by @whirlybirbs nothing more than a pretty face by @theonewiththefanfics
kylo ren x reader (star wars)
by @azurakenway
ask me a question (ben solo)
that’s no way to speak to your senator (ben solo)
watch my heart burn
protector of the apprentice
healing hands
‘did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you’
fallen in love
long live the supreme leader
red or black
across the stars (ben solo)
by @kyloholic
royal pains (ben solo)
clumsy (ben solo)
the supreme and his queen
divide and unite
professor ren series
by @justauthoring
come back (ben solo)
just tired (ben solo)
by @bad--bad--man  (masterlist)
pretty baby
ben sorenn, you liar
always
its my destiny
by @theindifferentdroid  
mad sounds pt 2
kiss on a dare
by @itsaconquestofimagination  
sugar, we're going down
killing me softly
keep in the dark
an unlikely hero
classroom ship (ben solo)
jealous kiss (solo triplets! kylo)
bliss by @darth-dre truly special by @chaostheoryy   somnum exterreri by @loverbug1123   slow burn by @tricksters-captain   pickup lines by @kylo-renegade   till the light burns out by @softestsolo nsfw alphabet by @whirlybirbs   red by @the-new-fanfic-order   discovered by @absolutekylotrash in my head (ben solo) by @leiaorga-na bonded / ii / iii / iv by @wandering-at-midnight
han solo x reader (star wars)
a ridiculous idea by @imaginethestarwars   we’ve got problems by @astxrwar   confession by @sincerelysaraahh
armitage hux x reader (star wars)
by @callmewinchester  
fortitude
iunctus
by @whirlybirbs  
nsfw alphabet
hux sex headcanons
by @azurakenway  
little bird
caretaker
open up to me by @the-new-fanfic-order   never again by @chaostheoryy   golden slumbers by @idontgiveahux   adulterer by @rosalynbair   cat and mouse by @silentwanderlustfanfiction never a good time by @silentwanderlustfanfiction  courage by @accio-zara iron by @zerohuxgiven resolution by @belikesnowbeautifulbutcold21 summoned by @natxpat
dylan o’brien x reader
by @cxddlyash  
the gun range
doggie play date
theo raeken x reader (teen wolf)
hey babygirl by @rememberstilinski  
derek hale x reader (teen wolf)
by @helplesslyinlovewithcharacters 
atrocious 
good enough
sorry to my unknown lover
compared to you
patience
by @perterhale
you are good
make this last
skin
by @fvckingbuchanan
my alpha 
always an us
by @thegreatficmaster
dreams come true
love when you smell like me
play with me alpha by @thelittlehalewolf trained to fight by @stilinskiimagines tidal waves by @spxderbarnes how perfect by @urwarriorangel age restriction by @huntersanonymous taking care by @honestly-lahey watch it by @snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales
issac lahey x reader (teen wolf)
by @maximoff-pan
dating issac lahey (and being a witch)would include
dating issac lahey (and being a mccall) would include
bucky barnes x reader (marvel)
by @ballyhoobarnes
man’s best friend
study break
by @bbbarneswrites
russian muses
mended hearts
by @leiaorga-na
sparks fly
avoiding
‘best friends’
easy a by @imagine-assembling-the-avengers rooftop confessions by @sebbies   attacked by @theincredibleultron   reward (ft. matt murdock) by @persephone-is-here-omg @irndad ‘s bucky fic masterlist within the smoke by @revengingbarnes fight for you by @revengingbarnes touch by @starrywriting broken by @gaybybirth   two haunted souls by @buckybarnesstar three’s company (ft. steve) by @sugardaddytonystark self defense by @marvelfic   marks by @marvelfic like real people do by @bucketbarneslove
sebastian stan x reader
by @marvel-midtown
private people
bad at love
next door 
no script by @revengingbarnes
matthew murdock x reader (marvel)
warm as the devil by @james-wesleys-sassy-eyebrow  
tony stark x reader (marvel)
press coverage / less coverage by @astxrwar  
steve rogers x reader (marvel)
hands to myself by @leiaorga-na “are you sorry now” by @prettyyoungtragedy coup de foudre by @mattymattymerduck
peter parker x reader (marvel)
by @softboy-holland
badass princess
just a kid
raspberry popsicles
broom closets by @leiaorga-na personal by @peterparker-imagines the mind reader by @strangershield euphemisms by @vinyloider thigh riding by @donttellpeterparker until you fell by @anakin-skywalkers four times by @dej-okay breathe by @something-fanfiction-ie online nemesis by @peterpcrkcr  new light by @marvelellie
tom holland x reader 
by @loserparker 
distance 
messy 
kissing me by @marvel-midtown   wanna taste by @valar--m0rghulis  honest by @theironholland
frank castle x reader (marvel)
by @avengersandlovers
the breakfast table
leather and lace
bad together by @anakin-skywalkers troublemaker by @astxrwar couldn’t take it anymore by @propertyofpoeandbucky tired by @castawaybarnes
jason todd x reader (dc)
by @maruthor  
precious asshole
disbelief
i’m just a monster by @dc-hoe always by @yj-tt-batfam-forlife you’d do that for me? by @maybe-its-5sos jason making is s/o cry by @angstytodd jason fucking todd by @alphaabucky
dick grayson x reader (dc)
by @dc-hoe
i don’t have anyone
i missed you
pleasure and ice
by @maruthor  
they never told you / they never told him
one more chance
play pretend by @sheismental   a quiet night by @dccomicsimagines   love by @angstytodd   electric currents by @dccomicsimagines
bruce wayne x reader (dc)
five am light / ten pm glow by @astxrwar for worse / for better / until death do us part by @soriseerakyra sneaky bastard by @ellana-ravenwood mind the gap by @maybe-its-5sos
clyde logan x reader (logan lucky)
to love a writer by @bad--bad--man room 1604 by @adumbdryer curse the cauliflower by @emmytypes
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bandstolookup · 2 years
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london
brides of destruction
sister
58
brigade
the lafontaines
findlay
danny goffey
dead!
the amorettes
ryan hamilton & the traitors
the bottom line
towers of london
the main grains
shvpes
sleep token
black map
massive wagons
pete spiby & the beat alls
freeze the atlantic
rews
airways
october drift
asylums
dirty thrills
sulpher
ducking punches
false heads
riskee and the ridicule
carcer city
create to inspire
colt48
blackwaters
the turtles
ben folds five
ezra furman
satanbeat
phil taggart
shame
black honey
the baboon show
confidence man
touts
whenyoung
s u r f i n g
$waggot
night terrors (ts are crosses tho)
cvltvre (e is some weird thing)
x (but it's in a box??)
layer 013
sidewalks and skeletons
rook
tom jones
mf doom
run the jewels
death grips
good morning
sales
her's
the lemonheads
death bells
drowning pool
lund
citizen cope
matthew sweet
voltaire
the hoosiers
pomplamoose
temposhark
mother mother
caravan palace
bringing back reality
chelsea grin
kublai khan
yves
wage war
lord dominator
big time operator
eagle-eye cherry
lazerhawk
ultracomputer
blank banshee
hotel books
kyle dixon and michael stein
timcop1983
trevor something
pylot
t e l e p a t h (weird japanese)
prod. yng vapor
frankjavcee
acuteparanoia
bow church
hands off gretel
duke of wolves
alvarez kings
press to meco
childcare
the skinner brothers
django django
benjamin booker
flatbush zombies
ekali
yaeji
party favor
big thief
jason bentley
oh sees
sigrid
busy p
the bronx
AC slater
sudan archives
jackmaster
otoboke beaver
chloe x halle
hundred waters
pachanga boys
bedouin
mild high club
priests
ron gallo
bane's world
kittens
menium
kamasi washington
french montana
aminé
jessie ware
jamie jones
kamaiyah
san holo
dej loaf
petit biscuit
ibeyi
motor city drum ensemble
aurora
noname
jacob banks
chris liebing
jidenna
bad sign
the jb conspiracy
sad season
the faim
koyo
gold key
canvas
cheap meat
the bad flowers
saint agnes
lucie barat
screech bats
the cramps
nightlord
romonas
the fallen state
black orchid empire
skarlett riot
bryde
inklings
deadly circus fire
tequila mockingbyrd
lots holloway
empire
the soapgirls
fierce ideas
calico jack
strides
7he7ouch
sarah vista and the henchmen
natalie shay
harry pane
the lutras
plain sails
glossii
via dolorosa
nash albert
arable desert
thieves of liberty
priests to pilots
confessions of a traitor
the silber bayonets
nephew
ben frost
black star
first aid kit
interpol
stone sour
national skyline
a minor swoon
cocorosie
book of dead names
emika
jon and roy
hal david & john cacavas
assignee
the stereotypes
raffi sahak
kahlil4mb
the details
haroula rose
stars
boards of canada
nyt liv
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super--dale-blog · 7 years
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Shower (Jughead x Reader)
Requested : yes 
Words : 1353
Prompt: You’re Archies sister, and no one knows you can sing. You wrote a song about Jughead and Archie convinces you to play it for him in front of the school even though you’re sure he likes Betty.
A/N : One of the requests I’ve had in my ask box, complete! Only 5 more now!  If ya want one, request here ! 
“Hey, (Y/N), can I talk to you for a second,” your brother Archie knocks on your bedroom door, and you turn around, nodding. He comes in, holding a small book in his hand. You immediately recognize it, it being your song writing book.
“What are you doing with that?!” you snap, jumping up and trying to grab it from him. Unfortunately for you, he had the height to his advantage. You couldn’t reach.
“Listen, I just want to ask you something!” he yells, and when you stop jumping, he sighs “I know it was wrong to look in your song writing book. I just wanted to see some of your new material. Help you out a little bit. But then I found this.” He opens up to a page in your book, and you blush red. It was a song you wrote for a crush of yours, confessing your feelings. You didn’t ever think anyone would see it though, you wrote those down in confidence that once they were off your chest they’d never be brought up again.
“Okay, what about it?” you ask, and he sighs.
“(Y/N), are these about… you know… Jughead?” Archie asks, and you laugh hard, trying to cover it up. In reality yes, they were about Jughead. He stares at you for a second, watching your forced laugh dissipate.
“Why would you think that?” you ask, crossing your arms. He rolls his eyes, pointing to an erased sketch of the name ‘Jughead’ followed by little hearts and a beanie. You bite your lip, not making eye contact with him.
“Why didn’t you tell me, (Y/N)? He’s my best friend.”
“That’s exactly why I didn’t tell you. He’s your best friend and he’s not interested in me at all. He and Betty definitely have a thing for each other.”  You say, sitting back down on your bed.
“Wait what?” he asks, and you sigh.
“You’re so oblivious Arch. Don’t you see the way they look at each other? Like they’re in love?” You mumble, crossing your arms “It’ll never work anyways so that’s why I kept it a secret.”
“(Y/N)” he says “I don’t think he has a thing with Betty. Like… at all. I feel like if he did, he’d already have made a move. They spend all this time together and yet he doesn’t overly talk about her like he overly talks about you.”
“Wait what?” you say, imitating Archie. He rolls his eyes.
“Anytime we hang out with him he does nothing but talk about you. I’m sure he likes you, and you like him, so why not just make it known?”
“I can’t just do that Arch.”
“And why not?” he asks, small smirk forming on his face. “Just think about it.”
I can’t believe I’m doing this, I can’t believe I’m doing this. That was the only mantra forming in your head as you walked into school that following Monday morning. Archie had convinced you to play your song for Jughead. He also convinced you to play it in the middle of school. You must’ve been feeling a bit ballsy at the time, because you even spit swore on it (something Archie and you had been doing since you were children).
And you can’t break a spit swear.
It was your free period, and you had your guitar in the case with you. Your friends also had this free period, along with some of the jocks on the football team. You were terrified. You’d known the group of jocks, especially Reggie Mantle, for as long as you could remember. They were like your brothers, but playing such an intimate song in front of them could make you scream.
“What, did you lose a bet with Archie and now you have to carry his stuff around for him?” Jughead asks, snapping you out of your reverie. You forced a smile, watching him gesture to the guitar case.
“No, no. It’s mine,” You say softly, and Jughead smiles.
“You play?” he asks, and you nod “Well I want to hear something!” you shake your head, eyes wide. Archie coughs from the other side of you.
“I definitely want to hear something, don’t you guys?” he asks the rest of the group. Betty, Veronica, Kevin, and even Cheryl were there, and all of them nodded. You glared at them, while Jughead pressed on.
“C’mon (Y/N). Please?” he asks, and you frown but nod, standing up.
You take the guitar from the case, hands shaky. By this time, not only has your friend group trained their eyes on you, but so have the jocks. You look at Archie, giving him a dirty look before adjusting the guitar on your shoulder. Strumming it slightly to make sure it’s tuned, you clear your throat, and begin singing.
I don't know, it's just something about ya
Got me feeling like I can't be without ya
Anytime someone mention your name
I be feeling as if I'm around ya
 Ain't no words to describe you baby
All I know is that you take me high
Can you tell that you drive me crazy?
'Cause I can’t get you out my mind
 Thinkin' of ya when I'm goin' to bed
When I wake up think of ya again
You are my homie, lover and friend
Exactly why
 You light me up inside
Like the 4th of July
Whenever your around
I always seem to smile
And people ask me how
Well your the reason why
I'm dancing in the mirror and singing in the shower
Ladade ladada ladada
Singing in the shower
Ladade ladada ladada
Singing in the shower
You didn’t look at anyone when you were singing. Didn’t dare to. You kept your eyes trained on the wall in the back. But once you finished, you look around at all your friends. They all have big smiles on their faces.
“That was amazing!” Betty says, and you blush. The jocks start clapping, and then the whole room is.
“Thanks.” You say softly, sitting back down and returning the guitar to it’s case.
“Who was it about?” Cheryl asks mischievously, and your eyes involuntarily look at Jughead, your face blushing. His smile dissipates, and you then realize what you’ve implied.
“N-no one!” you try to cover up your mistake, and the bell rings for you to go to your next class. You stay behind as everyone files out, sighing.
“Was that really about me?” Jughead asks from behind you, making you jump.
You stand up, turning around. “I’ve never said that.” You say, and he nods.
“True, but that’s what you meant, right?” he asks, and you don’t even try to deny it.
“Maybe?” you say softly. He laughs, and at first you thought he was laughing at you. You frown.
“I’m not laughing at you.” He says “I’m laughing because you’re still trying to cover it up even though its obvious.”
“Well I heard from Archie that you like me anyways.” You say, and his smile falters. “I heard that when I’m not there I’m all you talk about.”
He frowns “I’m gonna kill him.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I could ask you the same thing.”
“I just did tell you, Jug.” You say softly. He smiles.
“Maybe I just wanted to be the first to say it.”
You roll your eyes, smile forming, and he grabs your hand.
“Come on, we can’t be too late.” He says, and you nod, grabbing your stuff from the seat next to you. You both start walking to the door. Before you leave, you pull his hand a little bit, making him turn around. When he looks down at you, you plant a small kiss on his cheek. He smiles, light blush forming across his cheeks.
“You missed.”
“What?”
“You missed,” he says, and grabs your face, pulling you in for a proper kiss. You smile into it, pulling away at the same time as him.
“Now were definitely going to be late because I don’t want to stop kissing you.” He says.
You giggle. “Then don’t.”
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iamkamoore · 7 years
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Women in Hip Hop: Empowerment
           I define women empowerment as women taking control of their: minds, voices, bodies and sexuality. While they are empowering themselves they are also empowering others to do the same. Women empowerment started in the 1800’s with Women’s suffrage; women were fighting for their right to vote with leaders such as: Susan B. Anthony and Elizabeth Cady Stanton. This movement had very little to deal with black women. While a nation of women were fighting for their right to vote, they are still leaving out a race of women who could make a change as well. Sojourner Truth at the time was the voice for black women all around the world with her speech: “Ain’t I a Woman?” Truth was stated in her speech like white women, black women have rights and voices as well. Then there is World War II, where majority of the men in the United States were away fighting the war. Women had to “man up” and provide for their families, while their husbands were away. Working women of this time looked up to the poster: Rosie the Riveter. She exhibited a man’s strength but still had a feminine side. Then there were the 1990’s or the phrase: “I’m a woman of the 90’s.” Meaning that women are no longer going to live up to society’s misogynistic opinions. Women in the 90’s, started taking control of their voices, the way they were presented in the media and their sexualities. Female rappers such as: Lil’ Kim, Foxy Brown, Eve, Da Brat, Missy Elliott, Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte, made it okay for women to have voices and sexual creatures in a male dominated industry. Women in hip hop serve as a symbol of empowerment and self-definition rather than misogyny.
           For years’ women of color in the media and/or hip hop have been depicted to be; weak, voiceless, disposal, and sexual objects. Society has made it seem that a black women’s voice does not matter. As Audre Lorde once said, “If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me and eaten alive.” An empowered woman is empowered because she knows the definition of herself. She can explain who she is to society, she is secure and knows her self- worth and empowered woman knows that her voice will be heard. A weak woman does not know the definition of herself, she does not know her worth nor does she know that she has a voice. A weak woman will spend her whole life trying to create a version of herself that is not authentic, so she can be accepted by society. Therefore, she will be eaten alive because she has spent her whole life not knowing her true definition.
           In the late 80’s and earlier 90’s a pattern of female rappers, started a trend of taking control of their voices and letting men know that black women will be respected. Queen Latifah’s: U.N.I.T.Y. made it clear that black women are more than derogatory names and that they have voices that need to be heard. Mc Lyte’s: I Am Woman, stated that just because she is a woman does not mean I cannot make her mark in the male dominated industry of rap. Yo-Yo: You Can’t Play with my Yo-Yo, simply stated that women are more than sexual objects and they need to be treated with respect. These rappers not only changed that hip hop is a male dominated sported, but they also gave women that were once voiceless that could not express their problems a voice. These women helped paved the way for other female rappers that would later help further empower women of color and change the rules of hip hop. An excerpt from the book It’s All in the Name: Hip-Hop, Sexuality, and Black Women’s Identity. Talks about how the evolution of black women in hip-hop and black female artist did empower black women around the world. The author argues that today young black girls do not have that, all they hear today are female artist telling them to use their sex to get a head in life. This argument could not be more wrong. Female artist such as Trina, Nicki Minaj, Dej Loaf are not rapping about using their sex to become more successful. They are simply doing the same thing men have been doing for year and that is put black women in category where they can be only seen as sexual objects.
           Reversing the male fantasy is something that not only female rappers have accomplished but also a few R&B singers have been able to do as well. Beyoncé released a song called, Blow. Blow is often the slang term used when a man has received or wants fellatio, but Beyoncé took the term to refer it to her receiving cunnilingus. Also hinting that she is in the dominant position while her partner is being the submissive one. Lil’ Kim does the same in her song: Not Tonight, she raps about her many sexual escapades. Although throughout the song she raps about how her partners have pleased her sexually, there is only one thing she truly wants from them and that is oral sex. Kim also states that she only using them until she gets what she wants, but in a sense she is coming for their manhood as well. By stating the he’s a punk if he does not do this for her. Lil’ Kim is taking charge of her sexuality by rapping about what she wants, similar to male rappers. Foxy Brown has also reversed the male fantasy, in Jay- Z’s song Ain’t No N***a. Brown raps, “Remember the days you was dead broke. But now you style and I raised you. Basically made you into a don.” Brown is stating that she was there when no one else was there for him. Now that her man has money he wants to front and forget about her, she is also saying that she raised him into the man that he is today. Brown’s method is similar to what men do when a woman is done with them. He will remind her of all the things that he has done for her to make her better or elevate her life style and that’s what Foxy Brown did.
           Fashion for women in hip-hop has always been a thing to look forward too. Many critics argue that female rappers who don’t have on as many clothes are and will be objectified. That these female rappers are whores and setting a bad example for the young girls that watch their music videos. When in actuality these rappers are setting the example that you do not have to always conform to the wants and demands of society. Female rappers are also stating that women, no matter what size they are should feel comfortable in their skin and confident enough to wear she wants.
           Melyssa Ford who is one of the highest paid video vixens, believes that what she is doing is empowering women to take control. Balaji states, “Although video vixens have been typecast as the sexualized other, some have acquired a degree of fame outside of music videos and have taken ownership in self-definition.” Most video vixens are only looked at by society as disposal sexual objects and that they have no respect for themselves. A lot of vixens seek fame outside of being in music videos. Some women take on a career of being a video vixen, and a lot of them go in with the mindset that they are going to make millions, so they depend on that as their only income. Others do not only depend on a vixen career, they also want to build and make it bigger. Women who already know what they want, have a game plan: be a video vixen long enough to get their names floating in the right places, then they begin to rub elbows with the right people, then they begin to get bigger video gigs and get a lead role in the next big rappers video. Most video vixens know their self-worth and know their limits. To them it is like a business deal, to see what video producer can give them the best offer the quickest.
           Black women have struggled with self-definition, which is mainly because of how they are presented in society. When a woman does know her self-definition, she will always let her voice be heard. The term “I” is always in their vocabulary, to not only express how they are feeling, but to remind society that they have high self-esteem and self-perception. Ford states in an interview, “I would turn down videos that were too misogynistic or when I just don’t like the artists.” Here Ford is showing us her self-definition, by sharing that every music video she was offered she did not accept. Ford knows her boundaries and who she is as a person.
           Many critics believe that Keran Steffans and Melyssa Ford express synonymous values and views, when it comes to a music video modeling career. It may appear that way, but when Steffens’s Confessions of a Video Vixen was released, which is a tell all novel about her escapades with celebrity men. Generalized black women into a category that they too often compromise their values to be identified by their sexual prowess. The downfall for Steffans career is that she started getting her career and personality intertwined. At the peak of her career she turned to drugs.
           Although all these points are valid, it fails to mention that Ford grew up in a two parent household and attended York University where she was majoring in Forensic Psychology. This argument also overlooked the fact that Ford stated, “Doing videos was only a part-time interest for me.” Ford had no real desire to presume a music video modeling career unlike Steffans who let the industry consume her. Another valid point the argument above fails to realize is that Steffans was a stripper turned video vixen and at the peak of her career became addicted to drugs. Where Ford was working as a bartender when she was discovered and her vixen career took off. The big difference between Steffans and Ford that was failed to be mentioned is that Ford does not let her job consume how she is in real. She explains that she was never the fun girl on set and that when the camera is on she is in character.
           In conclusion, women in hip hop serve as symbols of empowerment and self-definition rather than misogyny. Women like: Sojourner Truth, Melyssa Ford, Lil’ Kim, Foxy Brown, Beyoncé, Queen Latifah, Mc Lyte, and Yo-Yo and many more are an empowerment to women of color. They not only challenge the views of society, but they have let it be known that black women have voices and take control of their bodies and sexualities. They have also helped women realize that they are more than disposal, voiceless, and sexual objects. Black women can be sexy without being considered whores that women of color are educated and have voices just like any other race of women. Black women in hip hop are an empowerment that society needs to pay closer attention to.
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heyy dej dej, how are youuu??
im excited to watch the jjk 0 film on saturdayyy purrr!!
random recommendation: debsmikle i stggg sis is funny asl, and her vlogs are so vibesy😭💓!! tell me why im watching her rank her viewers confessions and when i tell you they are outta pocket🏃🏾‍♀️😵‍💫!!
anyway hope you’re doing okayy ilyy<33!!
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i can't wait until monday to see it. despite knowing what is going on happen because i read volume 0...i'm still so excited.
i'll add her on my list to watch lmfaoo. some people are so bold confess some things, there are some things i will be taking to the grave with me...not even mahito himself can get me to say it lol.
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deztinywarriors · 5 years
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The Linked Charms - Episode 12 (Multi Liverpool players)
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NAC: I am so sick of people spreading shit which Lovren has never said. It's one thing when haters of the club do that but even "fans"? Yeah, the reactions might be more amusing if he had said anything like the headlines claim but since he hasn't I don't get it especially because many just need a reason to hate on him.
You know those ‘incorrect …………. quotes’ blogs? You should start one for Dej, so people can keep track of all the things he didn’t say.
from Football Confessions http://bit.ly/2AtleQ3 via healthy exercise
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