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I have a really weird hyperfixation on The Mummy, but not the Boris Karloff or the Brendan Fraser versions, those would be completely acceptable movies to enjoy (and I do so enjoy them)
but I cannot stop thinking about The Mummy 2017 starring Tom Cruise and it's a problem
I love bad movies, I love them so much, I own so many b-grade horror flicks, old classic films with terrible acting and awful special effects, I love absolutely shit tier cgi, I love Ed Wood disasters, I love cult classic bad movies, I love really weird niche bad movies
but this one is like, such a special kind of bad movie, I can't really put my finger on exactly why though?? but I am damn well going to try, in this essay I will-
they fucked up from the get go by casting Tom Cruise, like this movie is sometimes deliberately goofy, but a lot of the time it takes itself very seriously, SO seriously, and I cannot physically take Tom Cruise seriously, he turns every single scene he is in into a joke by virtue of his mere presence
but when they have actual jokes, they are so not funny they cycle back around to being really fucking funny
I am watching this movie fucking whiff every god damn beat it tries to hit and it does it so beautifully it's a god damn marvel
Russel Crowe as Jekyll and Hyde??? I actually somehow missed the part where he introduced himself as Jekyll on my first watch, so the Hyde reveal was a true surprise to me and I was very genuinely disappointed on my second watch when I realised it was not supposed to be a surprise, because that was a really fun reveal
and Russel Crowe seemed to be having an absolute fucking whale of a time as Hyde, I loved every moment he was on screen with his stupid cockney accent, I would watch his movie, I know it would be bad, that's why I want it, because there is nothing quite like a bad movie with an actor still giving 110%
and the mummy character herself? she was supposed to be pharaoh and then her dad had a son with someone else and now this baby is jumping all up in her place like, okay baby murder might not be the coolest thing in the world but like, she's got ambition, she's getting shit done, she's hustlin' like go get it girl I'm rooting for you babe
also when she sucked the life out of some dude and turned him into a shrivelled husk my roommate said 'she could do that to me and I'd thank her' so she's got that going for her, like girl's a half rotten corpse wrapped in decaying bandages and she still slays
and then we have the completely ridiculous female rivalry??? like this mummy could kill this woman SO MANY TIMES and just doesn't???? for reasons?????? like she could literally kill her in an instant at any moment but no they gotta girl fight for a bit because Tom Cruise is at stake and why wouldn't two hot women fight over Tom Cruise right?? right????
nevermind the fact that he has been practically nothing but ✨The WooOOOOooorst✨ to her the WHOLE first act of the movie, oh and uh let's not forget the 'duh huh guy bad at sex' jokes that they just could not put down for a good chunk there (but wait! uh he's good at sex actually she's just being mean because he hurt her feewings)
like, this movie hits every fucking branch of the bad trope tree, this movie is playing bad trope bingo, it is collecting bad tropes like pokemon, it has to have them all
also a really bizarre ongoing American Werewolf in London reference?? it was not unwelcome, it was some of the best comedy in the movie (that is an easy bar to jump btw), the actor had some great wry line delivery, I enjoyed it
I think the biggest issue, and the reason I can't stop chewing on this magnum opus of garbage, is that it reminds me of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, in several different ways
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen also happens to be another of my favourite bad movies, but it falls into the particular genre of bad movies, a fucking cool as shit concept, and some really cool as shit visuals, and some very cool as shit characters, but an absolute swing and a miss on the delivery
The Mummy 2017 starring Tom Cruise has That Vibe to me, there is some cool shit here, we know this because the previous version utilised that cool shit very very well, but this one was the only one who made the villain a woman pursuing a man, and not just any man, the ✨worst✨ man, you did not feel very sorry for this guy, honestly watching him go through the constant torment of being stalked by a bodacious supernatural babe who put a sexy little curse kiss on him was fun, he's a sopping wet little meow meow and I wanna see him thrown at a wall, and I get to see that several times, and it is a delight every time
in the previous movie the mummy went after really likeable characters, people who were just generally nice, a roguish scamp with a heart of gold, or just really hot, seriously that cast was beyond smoking what the fu
I did not like Tom Cruise as a character, and to be fair that was the point, he was supposed to have a redemption arc, the story and his sacrifice at the end were supposed to be about him becoming a better person
but he fucking doesn't??? it's like 'oh boo hoo I have made this great sacrifice and now I am a monster and I did it to save my lady love's life even though we had zero chemistry and I was just ✨The Worst✨ to her' and then he fucks off to go and do the exact same shit he was doing at the start of the movie, fucking around in the desert looking for boy adventures
it was a great ending and I loved it because it was so dumb and also he abandoned the woman he brought back to life to go fuck around with his bro who he also brought back to life, I love that for them, go have some boy adventures you madlads you sure didn't earn it but don't let that stop you, just heterosexually ride off into the sunset together it's fine, she is literally better off without you in every way you made the Correct Decision
and then there's these moments, moments that are treated like big moments, and could be really cool moments, but just don't fucking land
there's a part where Tom Cruise starts talking to the mummy in her own language (they got a psychic bond and shit which is it's own cool little thing we'll get back to that) and everyone is watching like 😮 oooh didn't know he could do that wow there really IS magic bond between them oooh, and it's like a Big Deal and Very Cool
but Tom Cruise just sounds like he's speaking gibberish with a mouth full of novocain???? it doesn't sound cool at all??? it sounds really goofy???? I half expected him to start drooling on himself
then there is the ending, leading lady dies, he completes the ritual to invite the god of death into his body (a fucking baller move honestly), he fights it for control as the mummy attempts to sway the beast inside him to her side, but when he sees his beloved laying dead he fights her off, using his newfound powers to defeat her, and then weeps over his lady love begging for her to wake up
and then as he lets the god inside him loose, a terrible monstrous visage takes him over as he bloodcurdlingly screams in her face WAKE UP!!! and the power within him that he doesn't understand and can barely control listens
she wakes, and sees him hiding in the shadows, unable to face her now that he has become something terrifying
at least that's what I think they thought the scene would be like, it was a little more like, some crappy flashback and speed up effects as he becomes the god of death, a really pathetic and uneventful 1 minute of him fighting for control, after which he has a really pathetic and uneventful 1 minute of fighting the mummy, and then as he screams for his lady love to wake up, we get a shot of some absolutely fucking god awful cgi and the most uninspired monster face I've ever seen
I mean, half seen, it was a very dark shot, in fact most of the movie is shot in the dark, a very blatant attempt to obscure the shithouse cgi
except in one scene where it kinda fucking slapped, where the mummy sucks the life out of some guys, and then reanimates their husky corpses as thralls, the way they stand like jerky unstable puppets being dragged to their feet by unseen strings was actually pretty fuckin' dope and the dark scene obscured the details in just the right amount to make their uncannily decrepit silhouettes appear super creepy
this is the only time that trick works, every other time I just want someone to turn on a fucking torch so I can actually see what the hell's going on
okay now let's get back to that psychic bond thing
our main character was chosen not because he was a descendant, or a reincarnation, or just Looked Real Pretty (although I think she did have the hots for him a leeetle bit which is like, girl raise your standards, it's Tom Cruise, he's about as sexually appealing as a wet potato, you can do better), he had absolutely zero in common with the mummy's original choice for this ritual, in fact that guy was not significant to the story at all, I think he was just some dude who was down for some ritual shenanigans 'cause a hot lady asked him (also he was hotter than Tom Cruise so this is a significant downgrade, I feel like if she had the opportunity to shop around a little she might have picked better)
so Tom Cruise wasn't chosen for any reason other than that he's the one who released her, and she sees this as her way of saying thank you, and I love that, it's real sweet, would love if I opened a door for someone and they repaid me by summoning a god of death into my body, that really shows they care you know?
she gives him a little hallucinatory kissy kiss and then manages to follow him everywhere, while also compelling him to follow her without him really knowing it, there is a very cool part where he's trying to drive away from her, but somehow ends up driving in a circle and falling right back into her clutches, that was cool, that had the potential to even be super fucking creepy, she can manipulate him without him even realising, it doesn't matter where he goes or what he does, he will always somehow find his way back to her, that's so good, I love that
and then back to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen comparisons
The Mummy 2017 starring Tom Cruise established a concept of an organisation who hunt down, collect, and research supernatural phenomena, with a leader (Jekyll) who also has ulterior motives and is actually not really the good guy, this movie was also supposed to be part of a monster movie cinematic universe, so this really could have become like, the Universal Monster Movie equivalent of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and I would have watched the hell out of that, and I am crushed that this movie bombed so bad and ruined the whole plan
like could you imagine a whole series as bad as this movie? all culminating together as the most god awful Avengers style team up? fuuuck I want to live in that universe so bad
I think my fascination comes from this ungodly mix of real pure potential, those fleeting super fucking cool moments and concepts that, if given to literally any other actor, could have really been something, and the just pure insane failure to make literally anything in this plot successfully land a hit
somehow this movie felt like the completely dead and soulless corpse of a cheap party clown, while the ghost of something incredible flickered in its eyes
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I really did love a lot about Picard S3 E2. Seven manipulating Captain Shaw... he treats her so badly, refusing to call her by the name she has chosen and been known as for the past twenty-eight years, but she has his number.
And the moment when Beverly and Jean-Luc's eyes meet, finally...
I have shipped them since before I knew what shipping was.
And Worf! (though that means that Raffi's handler while speaking with a female voice last week was not actually female so... bechdel test? ...)
I love Raffi and I'm so happy she's still here and still having development of her character. And that the greater good means she has to sacrifice her relationship with her family... I hope that that can be mended at some stage.
But I have issues >_> further ramblings below.
All right so (dates etc are all from Memory Alpha):
Jean Luc Picard was born in 2305 and the action in the Picard seasons takes place in 2401 making him 96.
Beverly was born in 2324 making her 77.
(This is really strange to me because the age gap between the actors is 9 years, which they look like on screen, but Patrick Stewart is playing a character 10 years older than himself for some reason, possibly just because someone put that on a display in an episode of tng once, so the actual age gap between the two characters is 19 years? I don't like how the age gap affects where they were in their lives with respect to him falling for her and being Wesley's father's best friend, although it does go back to TNG; I think I just don't believe in it. Anyway.)
Nemesis took place in 2379, making that 22 years prior to the action in Picard.
So. Beverly had Jean Luc's child around 20 to 22 years ago when she was 57, and even though he's about 21 he already has four different aliases and an impressive rap-sheet?
PLEASE may there have been some alien shenanigans that made all this possible?! I am quite happy to think that by then a 57 year old having a child is possible, and maybe Beverly didn't think she was going to get pregnant and then didn't want an abortion, but it's still kind of weird to me.
And Jack doesn't look 21 to me, and the actor who plays him is 34. Has there been some accelerated growth something happening here? Could that explain his English accent that feels so natural, not like sometimes where it feels like American English being spoken in an English accent?
I do like that Jack is a little shit, he definitely takes after his dad in character. I just... why doesn't he sound like his mother?
And... I can kind of see Beverly trying to cut people off for the greater good, but I'm still struggling to believe that Troi would be okay with being cut off. I feel like she'd have made people go after her? I want to think that's what Troi is like. And if Beverly told Troi the truth and Troi agreed with her... better be some pretty damn impressive truth tbh.
#picard#star trek picard#picard spoilers#star trek picard spoilers#musings of the girl from outer space#ramblings of the girl from outer space
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Dnd with friends
Barbarian
Two sorcerers one male one female (m/s and f/s)
Cleric
And me worlock/monk
We are in the feywild and we stumble upon a campestri ( lil mushroom guy) next to a pot full of melted butter and a cauldron full of boiling soup..
We see the mushroom dipping its cap in the better, happily humming!
And the m/s run out and ask why hes doing it very concerned " woah woah ay! lil man! Wha you doing ?"
The mushroom looks up and give tje sweetist smiles " oh hi stranger Im giving myself a bath with butter bc my new friend wants me too! Hes out getting wood! Hes so silly! " the party doesn't like that one bit
The m.s gets a bright idea that he would trade places with the lil guy by using his fish custom he got a few sessions ago (on a whim) and in his words " rock his shit as soon as he goes in for a bite"
The party likes that , likes that alot!
The party hides in the bushes ready to jump in if it goes bad. The ms comes out in his giant fish custom and starts groovin and jumping and shouting out in a deep voice that he's ready as he's smearing butter on himself,its the feywild! Crazy shit happens all the time. But.. mind you
We are in the fay wild- we don't know what the person that was going to eat the campestri is and if it was even humanoid. But we dont have time to think about that bc we are currently laughing our asses off and trying not to break character.
Saddening we hear a Rustle in the bushes and a small goblin comes out with a bundle of firewood in hand
F/s instinctively wants to magic missile it but we convince her not to, because we had a plan! The goblin is obviously confused bc instead of a mushroom theres a giant fish ( ms rolled high on deception) they argue abit in why the mushroom wanted to trade but our ms convinced him its okay
The goblin "convinces" him to get into the cauldron after he finishes rubbing himself in butter . the ms makes a face and says " this isnt a bath…this a hot tub! " and goes in hots the soup but the goblin isn't making in move's
(The plan isnt planing!!) So i panic
Use my magical item (hat of disguise)
And my feat actor to distract the goblin
But the f/s and barbarian convinces me to be a different type of food
I pop out of the bushed as a big carrot with blue overalls in a country accent
Me: " woah! Golly i smell somettin good!"
Roll high on description
The the goblin is very confused..
Me : waho! Is that one of them hot tubs!
M/s: yeah sure in!
Me: sounds like a party!
I hot in and take damage from the boiling water , i look over to the goblin and ask if hes ganna join
Goblin walks over with seasoning on a tray " no im good! But here have som-" before he could do anything i pull him in to the soup and hold him under
The ms, pulls out a knife and yells " WEST SIDE!" And shakes the goblin in the ribs , me and the ms switch positions and now the giant fish is holding the goblin under the water
And I kill him using an eldridge blast right on his back.
Its now raining soup and goblin …
And i'm still a carrot in blue overalls
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Audio Books: I'm picky, but it's for a good reason!
Dear Aliya,
My headphones are aliveeeee, with the sound of some rotten audiobooks.
I would like to preface that voice actors are wonderful and I think their profession is an impossibly difficult one. I can never hope to convey the emotions they do just through their voices and I wish everyone prosperous employment always.
Audiobooks are a delight. I wouldn't be able to read (listen) to half the content I do if they did not exist. Sometimes I just can't allocate time to sit down and read, life is an unending ordeal until promptly, it ends. Having someone read me a book harkens to a kinder time, when I went to bed at the same time the sun did and my biggest concern was quicksand, god forbid I ever run into it.
However and with love in my heart... was no one else available for some of these titles?
I've only encountered a small handful of titles I am forced to claw my schedule open to read, but god if they aren't the ones I'd love to just close my eyes and listen to.
First and foremost, Fourth Wing.
The unfortunate thing about first-person narration is that the voice actor reading the book also inadvertently becomes the character. A head cold didn't help this poor narrator for the first handful of chapters, but at least that was likely a deadline thing. I don't know what voice I'd expected for Violet Sorrengail, but it certainly wasn't this. Moody teenager was a solid ballpark to aim for, but some of the line deliveries are odd at best and terrible at worst. Nasally, almost whinging and there are several different accents going on concurrently because words, simple everyday words, are pronounced differently the entire way through.
Which is a real shame because this V.A. has done other readings and sounds significantly better, there seemed to be just a lack of decision about how the character's personalities would translate into their voices.
Or it was a really off month.
Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
Ohohoho? Listened to the whole thing only to say at the end I didn't like it? Who am I, a Karen at a fast food joint?
Truth be told, the V.A. did a really good job for Coriolanus and a lot of the male characters. His line deliveries, especially the ones that are for lack of a better word bonkers, sparked a laugh more often than not. All the female ones sounded the same, though there were hints of attempts to change up cadence and tone to convey the different personalities. He can't particularly sing either, but it's mighty unfair of me to point at that when in fairness he didn't actually have a tune to go off, just lyrics.
Except that this just in! Santino Fontana, the man reading this book, is a broadway actor and is known for playing Hans in Frozen. BROTHER CAN SING, DON’T KNOW WHY HE DIDN’T!
La la la la la la la la la???? SPOKEN???
He was so close to being off the hook but he is not the worst thing going.
THE EDITOR???? BRING THEM TO MY DOORSTEP.
Cuts and jumps and changes in audio volume and quality and whoooooooo okayed this? Some of the most tension riddle scenes, truly sitting on the edge of my seat for what may happen, and I'm dragged out of my immersion kicking and screaming when the audio suddenly changes.
If you wanted people to fall out of love with this book, you almost succeeded! It is through sheer love of the franchise (and my physical copy that I switched to) that I still am a fan of the material.
Nothing more comes to mind, so I appreciate you listening to my thoughts. I’ll see you next time, stay well!
Hannah xx
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Ron Pearle as King Lear: A Rambling Review, Part 1
A bunch of servants singing and dancing was not how I expected the play to open.
Then they all run away when Gloucester and Kent show up with the opening lines of the play. We seem to have a Victorian (maybe Edwardian?) style going on.
Gloucester is chubby, which seems appropriate.
MORE SINGING! (Though this sounds more like a church-style hymn.)
There are two little kids, a boy and girl, who might be some sort of flower girl and ring bearer. Why are they there? Is it for Cordelia’s potential wedding?
Lear seems slightly uninvested in what he’s saying.
Goneril and Regan are wearing fur (to make it clear they’re evil I guess).
Goneril and Cordelia both seem to be blonde. Regan’s a brunette, though. I also like Regan’s dress the best.
I have to wonder what those two little kids are thinking about all this. It seems like it would be pretty boring to just stand there while Lear and his daughters talk on and on.
Okay, Lear’s emoting now. Good.
I don’t know what it is, but something about this Cordelia’s voice just bugs me. Her acting is good; it’s just the actual voice itself that bothers me. Maybe it’s because it sounds just slightly too whiny (although it’s not her fault, of course).
When Lear starts to disown her, Cordelia falls to her hands and knees for...some reason.
Also, Lear seems like he should be angrier while disowning her. This Lear’s talking very calmly, which almost makes him seem like more of a jerk.
Although he might just be trying to save his voice for all the yelling and screaming he has to do in the storm scenes.
“So, I get to stay King, and have all the honors associated with it, but you and my daughters have to do all the work. Sounds good, right?”
Kent is great.
Lear just drew a sword on Kent!
Okay, I thought that Kent was going to start doing push-ups for a second, but instead he’s just lying flat on the ground in front of Lear. Weird.
Seriously, this Kent is the best. He should be king instead.
I’ve never wanted to punch a Lear as badly as I want to punch this one.
Lear is just casually lounging in his throne as he insults his daughter.
Cordelia’s reactions are great.
Yeah, I don’t really blame Goneril and Regan for not wanting this Lear at their homes.
Regan’s sitting down while talking to Goneril, which...fair enough, I guess.
REALLY LOUD scene transition!
Edmund’s costume kind of blends into the background since they’re both really dark. His actor is good, though.
Seriously, this Gloucester looks exactly like how I picture him.
This is also the Gloucester I least want to punch. He’s like a confused teddy bear.
I can’t decide if this Edmund is attractive or not. He’s a really good actor regardless.
Two servants made out in the background and chased each other around the stage while Edmund was giving his speech.
Actually, I think it was Edgar who was chasing around the servant and making out with her. Weird.
Aww, Edgar is adorable.
He and Edgar are really convincing as brothers, not just because they look similar but also because of how they act with each other.
I liked Edmund’s little shrug right before he walked offstage.
DRAMATIC STRING MUSIC!
Changing the male servant into a female servant makes Lear seem even more like a jerk for hitting her than the original did.
Goneril’s not wearing fur anymore. And she seemed uncharacteristically concerned about the servant who got hit.
Lear’s knights laughing offstage confused me because I thought it was the audience, and that the audience was therefore laughing at lines that didn’t seem particularly funny.
MORE SINGING!
Kent is still the best...and now has an inexplicable Southern accent. But he’s still awesome. Though if I were him, I wouldn’t have come back for Jerk Lear.
Disguised Kent is even better than regular Kent.
It looks like he shaved his head somewhat for his disguise in this version.
DIN-NER! HEY! -King Lear
One of the knights just grabbed one of the poor serving girl’s trays and threw it across the room. No wonder they like Lear...they’re all as horrible as him.
Gee, I wonder why Goneril is mad at Lear and his knight….
Lear imitating Oswald actually made me laugh.
The Fool is played by a woman, but I’m not sure if the character is meant to be male or female. Regardless, she’s wearing some truly hideous pants.
The Fool is great. And has a ukulele. And sings some of his/her speeches.
Kent’s Southern accent is also great. This is really fun to watch.
Lear sounds vaguely Scottish at points.
This is the first time I think a Fool has actually made me laugh. Good job, Fool!
Fool, that bench is not going to hide you at all.
And now one of the knights is grabbing on to one of the poor servants. I know Goneril’s going to be a villain, but this version is really going out of its way to make it clear why Lear and his knights are so horrible to have around. Though I don’t know what her beef with the Fool is. The Fool is great.
Lear is kind of acting like a petulant 4-year-old.
And Goneril’s request seems completely reasonable. Again, I know she’s not actually a good person….but right now it’s REALLY hard not to be on her side.
“You made a rational request! How dare you! I’m going to curse you horribly and insult you a whole bunch for literally no reason! I’m the best!”
Oh, hey, Albany. Good for you for not putting up with Lear’s crappy behavior, either.
I liked Goneril’s little “what’s he so mad about?” shrug to her husband.
No, she doesn’t lie. We’ve been watching you and your knights act like jerks for basically the entire play.
Kent and the Fool are great. If most of Lear’s crew were like them, I could understand why he would be angry...but they’re clearly not.
Actually, neither Goneril nor Cordelia have done anything wrong so far. You’re just a self-centered brat.
I like how everyone just starts trying to look at everyone BUT Lear when he starts cursing Goneril for no good reason.
Wow, he’s really getting up into her face and shouting at her….and she actually looks a bit upset. (I would be upset, too, but this is Goneril we’re talking about.) In case you weren’t sure that he was a jerk yet.
Lear pops out of the shadows. WHA-AT?
When did Goneril have time to dismiss all of those knights, exactly?
Lear’s throwing a temper tantrum.
I’m starting to think Lear just hates his kids. Or is a horrible narcissist. Or is going senile. Or possibly all three.
Seriously, why does Goneril hate the Fool so much? He’s the LEAST annoying member of Lear’s retinue.
Goneril also seems legitimately fond of Oswald here. Why is she more likable than Lear? Oh, right. It’s because Lear’s a senile narcissist who hates his kids.
Though she sure is a jerk to poor Albany, who just seems really frustrated.
Dramatic string music!
That letter is either full of lies, or basically says “Your sister won’t let me do whatever I want to her servants! WAAH!”
Kent is the best.
Now the Fool has a tambourine. And pulled some multicoloured handkerchiefs from nowhere.
Good to see Lear figured out that he was a Grade-A jerk to at least one of his daughters.
The Lear/Fool dynamic is great.
Not doing exactly what I want makes you ungrateful!
Lear finally seems slightly sympathetic. (Slightly being the key word here.)
More dramatic string music!
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Panel Pt. 3
Florence Pugh X Female Reader
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Concept: You go to Comic-Con and attend a Florence Pugh panel. What happens after surprises you. Part 3/?
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You arrive there, waiting for them to open the doors when a man approaches you wearing a yellow jacket labelled “security”.
“Hello ma’am, is your name y/n y/l/n?” He askes.
“Uhh yes? Did I do something wrong?” You reply with a confused look on your face.
“No ma’am. I was just asked to let you in first to allow you any seat you would like.” He says.
“Oh...okay cool..thank you?” You say still seeming fairly confused.
You are assuming this has something to do with Florence because what else would it be. You follow the man through the doors to an empty room filled with seating. You feel almost a little awkward walking down the aisle alone with nobody else there. You pick a seat in the front row because well...why wouldn’t you? And just scroll through your phone for a little in anticipation of the panel starting soon. After about five minutes has passed, you hear the doors behind you open and people flood in filling the seats at an extremely fast pace.
The crowd begins to quiet down a little and you look up to see the host walking out on stage. He begins his introduction and then proceeds to announce the celebrities that would be up on stage today. He starts with announcing Elizabeth Olsen and Paul Bettany, to then Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan, followed by Scarlett Johansson, Rachel Weisz, David Harbour and finally Florence Pugh. When her name is announced and she walks out on stage you can feel butterflies in your stomach. She is waving one hand to all the fans while scanning the crowd looking for you. The two of you lock eyes and the biggest smile comes across her face.
The panel started and the actors are cracking up everyone in the room with behind-the-scenes stories of their respective shows and movies. About halfway through, your phone buzzes, you look down to see Florence texted you while she was on stage.
“Come to the side of the stage when we walk off at the end ;)”
A small grin creeps across your face when you see the winky face at the end of the text. You look up and see her looking at you and she gives you a small smile before looking away. You couldn’t help but wonder what she had planned, maybe she just wanted to say hi before leaving because today is her last day at the convention. Or maybe she wanted to grab a bite to eat together after the panel. Either way, you were feeling excited yet nervous because you still had about 30 minutes to go before you got to talk to her again.
Those 30 minutes dragged out to be about 45 but it felt like 10 hours had passed. Although you watch online interviews with these actors all the time and they fly by like nothing, the anticipation of meeting up with Flo after made everything feel like it was moving in slow motion. Everyone is saying their goodbyes and they begin to walk off stage, you immediately get up and start walking the opposite way of the crowd who was heading for the exits. You get close to the gate that separates the crowd from the celebrities when security stops you. As you are about to start explaining you hear a familiar accent scream out
“Oh no! My bad! She’s with me!! Let her through!”
The security guard opens the gate for you and you’re greeted with open arms, you go into hug Florence as she embraced you tightly.
“Ah, it’s so good to see you again love! Did you enjoy the show?” She asks.
“I did! It was honestly so surreal to see all of you out in front of me when I am usually watching you through my TV.” You reply.
“That’s great to hear. Well, I was just wondering if you would like to go out for a bite to eat with me and some friends?”
“Some friends? Y-yeah sure.”
“Wonderful! Want to walk back to the hotel with me so I can change and then we can head to the restaurant together too?” She asks.
“Yes for sure, sounds good, let’s go.”
The two of you walk back to your hotel and go up to Florence’s room.
“Alright love, I’ll only be a second, make yourself at home.” She says.
You sit down on the couch that is facing her room as she walks in to get changed. She closes the door behind her but not all the way. She starts talking loudly to you from her room while she is changing telling you about how much you are going to like her friends when you meet them. As she is talking to you, you are scrolling through Instagram. You start to respond and lift your head to look up in the direction of her room when you realize you could see her changing by the reflection in her mirror. You quickly stand up and walk over to the window as if you are looking out at the cars moving below.
“Sorry, what did you say I missed the end there,” she says as she is walking out into the living room and putting on her earrings.
“Oh- uh- just that I am looking forward to meeting them...your friends.” You say as you feel the red rushing to your cheeks.
“I think you’ll get along very well...as if you already know them all!” She says.
The two of you walk out of the hotel and get into a car waiting for you outside. The car takes you to a small pub about 15 minutes away. On the way, Florence explained that one of her friends knew the owner of the pub and he agreed to close it down for a couple of hours because of fans and paparazzi. The two of you jump out of the car and walk through the door when all of a sudden you hear her friends call over to her.
“Florence! So glad you finally showed up! Lizzie said we had to wait to order for you to show so get over here I am starving!” You hear a familiar voice say.
Holy crap was that Anthony Mackie!? You look up and your eyes widen more than they ever have before. You turn and look at Florence…
“Oh, so the “friends” you invited me out to lunch with are the Avengers?” You say quietly.
“Uhh yeah, I thought you would have guessed that?” She says with a chuckle. Florence thinks you look absolutely adorable all flustered and starstruck by everyone sitting at the table.
The two of you walk towards the table with you looking the most nervous you have ever been. At this point, you are just hoping your face isn’t all red.
“So, you’re the one that Florence hasn’t stopped talking about all morning?”
You look up to see Scarlett Johansson addressing you with one eyebrow raised.
“Uh aha yeah I guess, my name is y/n.” You reply.
“HI Y/N! IT IS REALLY GREAT TO MEET YOU AND I REALLY WOULD LOVE TO GET TO KNOW YOU BUT CAN WE ORDER FOOD BEFORE WE START THE SMALL TALK?” Sebastian announces with a smile.
You chuckle and take your seat in between Florence and Lizzie and across from Scarlett. Once everybody has ordered you start talking to Scarlett and Lizzie.
“So y/n, I hear the two of you had a fun time last night? Scarlett says with a smirk on her face.
You turn and look at Florence as her eyes widen and look right at her starring her down.
“Aha yeah, we had a great time actually! I wish it didn’t have to end but hopefully, we can do something like that again sometime soon.” You reply.
“How about tonight?” Lizzie asks. “But with us included too? I have had a very long week and I wouldn’t mind some girl time!”
Florence looks at you and says “You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course, but I would love to have you over again”.
“I would literally be crazy to turn that down.” You say.
They all laugh.
“Ok, it’s a date!” Scarlett responds.
You all get your food and continue to have what felt like the most amazing moment of your life, getting to talk with people you never thought you’d meet and share stories, and laughs. Florence generously pays for your meal and takes you back to the hotel afterwards.
“Well, that was the most amazing experience...ever!” You say with a big smile as you are hopping on the elevator.
“Aha, I am glad you had so much fun! I have to take a meeting with some people from work but I am looking forward to seeing you again later tonight.” She says.
“Me too, thanks so much again for lunch. Is there anything I can bring tonight?” You ask.
“Nothing at all! I will get someone to pick us up some food and drinks and bring them to my place.”
“Okay great! What time should I come down at?”
“The girls are coming around 6, why don’t you come a bit earlier?” Florence says with a wink.
“Sounds good. See you then!” you say as she is stepping off the elevator.
You are freaking out a little bit internally but realize quickly that you should probably go shower and change so that takes your mind off the fact that you are about to have the best night of your life.
-- end of pt. 3 --
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Prompt: Chris Evans story where your boyfriend is a cheating douche-bag. He cheats on you time and time again and you get into a bit of a depression. You confide in your best friend, Chris Evans. His consoling leads to sex, the sex soon turns into a regular thing and you get happy again. Your boyfriend sees your change and promises that he will never cheat again and that he will treat you better. You’re happy but sad at the same time because now you have to break things off with Chris. But Chris won’t have it; he says that you should stay with him and not your boyfriend. You’re not sure of which decision to make, so Chris lists off reasons why you would be better off with him.
Chris Evans x black!reader
A/N: my first Chris Evans story!! Let me know what you guys think of it.
A/N 2: I started this story a few years ago and it took me a long time to finish cause I was on a very long writing hiatus and didn't finish this until earlier this year, so some of the story goes off of what the summary says and I decided to turn this into 2 parts (could be more, depending on how long the 2nd part is). So no smut in this part, just angst and dumb jokes. This also originally wasn't going to be a black reader story, but seeing how my ACTUAL 1st Chris Evans story went pretty well (the Game On story) I decided to make it another one cause I love it.
C/W: angst, swearing, my dumb jokes, 3rd person story (it hurt my brain to write it this way, but I wanted to try something different)
“He did it again, Chris! Michael cheated on me with some big titted chick,” Y/N said as she sobbed into her best friend’s shoulder.
Chris rubbed his friend’s back, trying to calm her down. He knew how to handle situations like these since Y/N went through so many of them with her boyfriend. Chris thought her relationship with Michael was like a broken record: always repeating itself. It was good at first with the couple being so obviously in love, but that changed six months later when Michael decided that Y/N wasn’t enough and started to cheat on her with multiple women. Y/N had been given advice by Chris countless times about guys like Michael and she listened to him, she really did. But she always ended up forgiving her unfaithful boyfriend and enjoyed the makeup sex that Michael would give her after.
“He and that big titted chick can both go to hell for all I care,” Chris replied. Then he lifted his friend’s head from his shoulder and made her look directly in his eyes. “Hey hon,” he said using his ‘friendly’ nickname for Y/N. “I think it’s about time you dropped that lame ass zero and got yourself a hero.”
“Okay, Captain America,” Y/N chuckled while wiping her face.
Chris laughed too, but deep down he was really hoping that Y/N would actually consider dating him. They met seven years ago and became fast friends. But the bearded actor didn’t count on falling for Y/N a few years later when he was doing an interview for one of his new movies and Y/N was there to help support him and make sure his anxiety didn’t get the best of him. While in the middle of the interview, Chris started to feel a little fidgety, so he tugged on his ear; a sign that told Y/N that he needed her help. She was standing right behind the cameraman, so Y/N could see everything that Chris was doing. She saw the signal and started to make some weird faces for her best friend.
Y/N made Chris and the interviewer crack up that day, especially when she stood right behind the cameraman and started to bulge her eyes out at him, making him laugh as well. At that moment, Chris realized that he had found that special someone. That special someone that he wants to spend the rest of his life with and just keep forever, never let go.
Y/N was sweet, considerate and loved Disney movies and dogs as much as he did. So he felt that she was just perfect for him. He even started to mentally kick his ass for taking so long to realize this.
The interviewer asked Chris one last question before he had to leave.
“So, Chris, is there a special lady in your life? Ya know, besides your mother and sisters,” she asked.
Chris chuckled and looked right in Y/N’s direction with a bright smile on his face. “Well, I don’t have anyone yet,” the blonde answered, his eyes never leaving Y/N’s, “but I’m looking for her.”
“Chris? Chris, did you hear me,” Y/N asked suddenly, stopping Chris from remembering the day he fell for her.
Evans shook his head no. “Sorry, I zoned out for a few seconds.”
Y/N rolled her eyes. “I said I would love to find a new boyfriend, but I’m still in love with Michael.” Chris rolled his eyes this time. “Don’t do that, man. I can’t help that these are my feelings for him.”
“But what are your feelings for him right now! Aren’t you sad? Pissed? Or feeling like you just wanna punch that douche-bag in the face so hard that his face caves in a little bit?”
Chris’s friend nodded her head yes and started to sob again. He felt bad for making Y/N cry; he would never want to make her tears fall from her eyes unless they were tears of joy. He grabbed Y/N and embraced her for a few minutes until she was calm again. Once was she was, Chris pulled away from Y/N enough to look her in her eyes.
“Hey, promise me that you’ll forget about that douche for at least two weeks and just try to find someone better. Okay?” Chris begged with sincerity in his eyes.
“Okay,” I promise,” Y/N complied.
Chris kissed Y/N’s head and, after saying goodbye, left his friend’s house for the night.
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Chris returned to Y/N’s house a few weeks later. He rung the doorbell and heard a faint ‘it’s open’. Evans opened and closed the door behind him and blushed at the sight in front of him: there stood Y/N, wearing only a pair of boy shorts and an over sized t-shirt, no makeup. That’s when Chris thought, no knew, that Y/N was the most beautiful woman out there.
"Hi Chris," Y/N greeted her best friend with a warm hug and a kiss on his cheek. Evans couldn't help the blush that crept onto his face. He also couldn't help but to imagine if he and Y/N were together and he'd come home from being on set all day long, her greeting him the same way she was now except that she'd try to pull back a little to ask him about his day. But Chris would hold his lover in a tight embrace, kiss her so lovingly, so passionately, and ask about her day instead.
Yeah, Christopher Robert [Jamal] Evans would love that.
"Hey, Y/N," Chris replied as he breathed in the embrace. "How've you been lately?"
"A little bit better; not fully okay, but I'm getting there I think," Y/N answered.
Chris shook his head in disbelief. He knew when his best friend was lying to him. "Y/N," he whispered, "I can see in your eyes that you're hurting more than letting on. You sure you're doing fine?"
Y/N's smile was quickly replaced with a small frown. "I'm doin' fine, Evans," she answered, mocking Chris's Boston accent. "And, before you ask, yes I have went on a few dates with other guys; three to be exact. First guy wouldn't shut up about his ex-wife; like I was supposed to be his therapist or something. Second guy -this gorgeous dreadhead- we connected and shit, but he too wouldn't stop talking about his ex and his table manners were terrible." You rolled your eyes before finishing your list. "Last but not least, I went on date with Mr. I-Got-Tons-of-Money-Baby. We didn't connect at all and I'm sure it was cause of his cocky attitude and the way he talked down to people -it was disgusting! " The dateless woman flounced into her big living room and plopped down onto her L-shaped sofa. "Trying to find a new man is pointless, Chris. Either I start dating women cause why the fuck not!? Or I just give up on love all together."
Chris chuckled but then nervously cleared his throat after he came up with a great -but what he also thought was a heart attack inducing- idea. "Y/N," he stammered.
"Yeah, man?"
"If the whole thing with you dating females doesn't work out, but you still want to try to find love, then I know exactly who you should date next."
Y/N gave Chris a questionable look. He didn't say anything back, just raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously. It took Y/N a few seconds to understand what Chris was talking about. But once she did, her mouth went into an O shape, showing her shock and surprise.
"Are you serious, Evans," Y/N exclaimed; eyes now wide as golf balls. "You wanna date me!?!"
The actor chuckled. He didn't think that his friend would be so shocked by his words. "I've been wanting to date you basically almost ever since we first met, Y/N. I just- -I just never knew what to say to you about it, or if you felt the same way or not and if you didn't then I didn't want to ruin our friendship, or if you did feel the dame way but then something bad happens to us down the road and then that messes with up our friendship and then there's the thing with paparazzi..." Chris was rambling on and on but Y/N was listening to everything he was saying. Hanging onto every word that was coming out of her best friend's mouth.
Y/N had never known that Chris had felt this way about her. It wasn't that she was completely oblivious (well, maybe a little), but she also never saw any signs of her friend being in love with her. Wait. Was Chris in love with Y/N? As far as she knew -or as far as she thought from what she was told so far- this was just a crush. A crush confession that apparently was a long time coming. She wondered how she felt for Chris; did she have the same feelings for him like he did for her? When they first met, all Y/N cared about was how Chris acted as a person, not as Captain America or as an actor in general. But as Chris Evans, an everyday man. Y/N knew, after that one day of meeting Evans, that she wanted to be best friends with the man, nothing more and nothing less. But now, with Chris' confession and continuous ramblings, Y/N was having different and a little bit confusing thoughts.
Sure Chris Evans is an very attractive man, physically speaking. But Y/N doesn't care about looks -much- when it comes to dating or anything for that matter. She thinks what makes people attractive is their personality more than anything, and she knows Chris has the best personality she's ever seen from a person. But she wasn't sure if she was ready to date him or anyone else for that matter. Although, if Y/N was going to date more, then Chris would probably be her number one pick.
"So, what do you say, Y/N," Chris asked, hopeful.
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And that's the end of part 1, everyone. Part 2 will be posted....probably next week or so. It is currently one of my WIPs so I'm definitely working on it.
But what do ya'll think will happen next? What will Y/N's answer to Chris be? Will she say yes, or will she say no? Who knows??? Except for me; I know. Also, you're Y/N; Y/N is you, so you better hope that you say something positive back :P Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this! Thanks for reading!!
#chris evans#chris evans imagine#chris evans smut#angst#black writing#black reader#chris evans x black!reader#friends to lovers#chris evans fanfiction#christopher robert jamal evans
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I know this is gonna set your minds on fire, but....
You can appreciate Zoey Deutch’s acting in the VA movie and like her for what we got and still acknowledge that the character was white-washed and therefore Zoey was not the best choice.
You can appreciate Sisi Stringer’s upcoming performance as well and hope she nails the part acting-wise and acknowledge that the erasure of Rose’s real ethnicity isn’t what we were hoping for when we hoped for a nonwhite actress for Rose. It’s possible to love her and love her acting as the character and acknowledge the erasure.
It can go both ways. Things aren’t always so black and white. You can like and not like both, not like either, or like one and not the other.
Differing opinions are not a personal attack and a wish for book accuracy does not equal racism, nor does the reverse. Vampire Academy was published at a time when Middle Eastern representation in American storytelling was not exactly favorable. I have known people throughout my years in the VAFamily who have expressed their appreciation and love for the fact that a character with a Middle Eastern background was a protagonist in an American story. And that she was a badass, heroic, FEMALE character at that! She means a lot to them for that reason. Of course they wanted to see a Turkish actress get the role. Of course they wanted to see that representation on screen and they are allowed to feel erased and disappointed. People of any race, color, sexuality, and background are allowed to view it in this light too because it’s a valid opinion. I can’t rule out racism of every single member of the fandom, of course not, but not liking this casting does not equal hatred for black people in every person who is feeling unsure or who straight up feels the way I just described. So cut the crap with that.
The other side is valid too. The cast is beautifully diverse and that’s a really good thing. Do I think known racist Julie Plec is doing it for selfish reasons rather than the right ones and do I worry about how the cast will be treated with her at the helm? Absolutely. All opinions are valid. I’m happy for those of you who are leaping into this without reservation and feel nothing but excitement. I’m happy for those of you who are looking forward to it. I don’t think you’re wrong. I don’t think you’re racist. I don’t think you’re evil. I just don’t agree with you. For all I know, Sisi will be flawless acting wise and she’ll win the entire fandom over and we’ll all feel blessed to have her... BUT the above opinion is still valid. You can like and not like something at the same time and I hope those of us who feel dread and fear that our favorite story is going to be butchered get proven wrong. I genuinely do. I would love to love it. For those of you who don’t see the racebending as erasure and who are simply plain happy with the casting, then you know what? I’m happy for you too. You do you. If it wasn’t for the fact that Rose’s ethnicity plays such an important role in the plot, I’d be right along side you. Rose Hathaway as a black woman would be unstoppable and amazing if it weren’t for that. I’d love her just as much as the rest of you, but like some, I have my reservations for the reasons described here.
As for Dimitri.... Ever since the Cold War, Russians have been the villains of American stories. Dimitri, the hero, is a rarity. Look at the most recent perpetrator of this: Stranger Things. It’s STILL a popular storytelling trope in the US. Of course Russian fans and fans who view Rose’s casting in this light are confused and disappointed by this casting as well. For all we know, this actor is incredible and he’ll have the perfect Russian accent. For all we know, he’s been training for months to perfect it. But the point is, is that we know virtually nothing about these actors and people are allowed to feel reservations and worries when it comes to characters that mean something to them. I think, if the actor masters a Russian accent and they don’t change him to an American, as is the rumor, then... that’s fine. I think? A Russian fan would know better than me about that.
At the end of the day, I personally won’t be watching it. I can’t afford another streaming service and I don’t trust Julie Plec with the actual writing as far as I can throw her. Even if the first season is good and it hooks everyone in, I feel pretty confident it’ll be downhill from there. Based on the character descriptions released today... I’m kinda thinking it’s gonna suck for people who want book accuracy and not a loosely based on the source material fanfiction. Some people don’t care as much anymore and they don’t mind new twists. Some people do. And both views are okay.
So VA fandom, let’s knock it off. Love it or hate it, find your people. Rant with them or celebrate with them and leave the other side alone. Their opinions don’t impact you personally. So just follow people who feel the same as you do and don’t drag yourselves down like this.
We’re all adults in this fandom by now, so... let’s act like it.
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Huh... Alright, I'm doing... I think I'm doing it...
This is my very first fanfic ever... I'm still learning... This is a part 1 thing... I'm currently in the middle of a university exam period, so I couldn't finish the whole story yet, but I will as soon as I can, but I don't want to wait anymore... My English is okay-ish... It's not my native language, so there maybe some grammatical mistakes, I hope it's still readable... I tried my best... Just bear with me, I'll try to learn and improve... I'm very nervous...
Facts about the story: there is no age mentioning, Reader is around 25-26, I made Daniel younger in my head, 34-36 (single, no wife, no kids, let's respect the real Brühl family), Reader is female, I am Hungarian as well (possible Hungarian language in the future), I'm studying Russian (possible Russian language in the future), and I just started learning German, I used translater (sorry if I messed it up but, I really tried, please tell me if it's horrible), and one more thing... I have never met Daniel, nor I went to Berlin (yet, I really want to, and planning)... All of this are imagination, dreaming, and a little searching...
Warnings: none?... i think?... Apart from the horrible language uses and horrible jokes... Maybe swearing.
(Bad) Summary: a Hungarian girl goes to Berlin with a Russian friend of hers, as tourists. They always wanted to visit the city (not because Reader has a crush on the one and only Daniel Brühl, and wants to go to his tapas bar...of course). When the Reader goes back alone to the bar, Daniel is there too... The big meeting, adventures, fun, love, shitty romcom vibes ahead... (i hope the story is better than the summary...)
And now, after this awkward rambling, I present to you:
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With Love from Berlin
Part 1
You couldn’t believe it. Finally, after months of preparation, you and your best friend were finally here, in the heart of Germany, Berlin. It was very different from what you were used to. Coming from a small city from Hungary, this was way bigger than your imagination. All kinds of people from different cultures merged into one. Museums, cafes, bars, restaurants, you didn’t even know where to begin. You took a deep breath in your hotel room. Your friend insisted on getting different rooms, in case she or you find someone to have a good time, if you know what I mean. Well, rather your friend, than you. You wanted to come here after many years, and you were finally here, so you want to experience as much of this city as you possibly could, you’re not gonna waste your time on a random (or more, glancing at your friend) man.
You arrived at the hotel around 1.00pm, so you decided to go get some lunch somewhere close. You were a little bit tired of the long hours on the train. Just around a corner from where you were staying there was a tapas bar. Bar Raval. Your friend wasn’t really into movies that much, or actors in particular, but you knew that place, although you have never been there. You didn’t think about yourself as a “fangirl”, but you really admired the work of Daniel Brühl. You knew there was little to no chance that you could get even a tiny glance of him, but in over all: you would be happy just to say that you were in his bar. Your friend liked Spanish cuisine, so it didn’t take much to convince her to eat there.
A Hungarian and a Russian woman walked into a Spanish restaurant in Germany, Berlin. Sounded comical. The place looked very friendly and funky. There were some people, not really a crowd. You decided to sit in the corner, with your back to the wall, so you can observe your surroundings. Your friend sits down opposite you. A waiter comes up to you:
- Willkommen! Was möchten Sie gerne? - he asked, looking between the two of you.
- Oh, sorry, we don’t really speak German. - you said with quite a thick Hungarian accent, because you got nervous due the potential language barrier.
- I see, It’s okay. We usually have all kinds of tourist here, so you’re good. What can I get for you two? - he asked with a welcoming smile.
You weren’t sure what you wanted to eat, you weren’t familiar with Spanish food at all, so you just trusted your friend to order something. She ordered something with pasta, and another thing with pasta. You had no idea what she just said. And some juice. She smiled at the waiter who scribbled down your order, and of he went. You looked around while you were waiting.
- It’s nice isn’t it?
- Yeah, it is. Quite bohemian. I would have guessed you would want to go to a traditional German restaurant. Why are we here? - smiled your friend knowingly.
- Well… You know…
- Is this the place of your man?
- What?! Shut up… - blushing - I just like his movies, that’s all… Anyway, I just liked the pictures of this place…
- ...and him…
- ...AND I wanted to check it out myself, ok?
- Ok-Ok...
You smiled at each other. You were best friends for years now, you could communicate without much of words. The waiter arrived with your plates. The food was good. In fact, more than good. In general, you prefer other cuisines, but you really liked this Spanish place. In Berlin. Odd, in the best way. After the lunch you went back to the hotel. Your friend wanted to go to a small club in the evening, so you decided to just chill throughout the afternoon.
The traveling took the better of you, as you didn’t just not feel fresh after your nap, but you actually felt like shit. Your friend on the other hand really wanted to get going. So you assured her and yourself that it’s fine if you didn’t go to a club. She was a strong woman, and the club which she picked was just a couple of blocks away, so she decided, after she made sure that it is truly okay, to leave you behind in your room. You have never been a party-animal anyway, and you really just wanted to plan for tomorrow. There were so many things you wanted to watch in the city. After a few hours of planning and searching, you eventually fall asleep on the couch.
In the morning, luckily, you felt much better, more of yourself than in the previous afternoon. You took a shower, get dressed (purple converse, dark skinny jeans, blue tank-top and a blue/black checked shirt...nothing can go wrong dressing like this, you thought), grabbed your camo, ex-military little gym bag, locked your room’s door, and went to knock on your friend’s door. It took a few minutes, some groans, and other small noises, when she finally flung the door open. The sight was hideous.
- The hell happened to you? - you really tried not to laugh.
- Laugh, as you like… I had a good time. Drank more vodka that I could handle though…
- Are you alone or…?
- I am… Calm down, I didn’t get lied… Although I tried… But I didn’t!!! - she said quickly after she saw the frown on your face. - But I feel very shitty… My hangover is killing me, I didn’t give out anything yet… But I might throw up at any minute now…
- How can I help you? Stay with you? Bring you something from that little shop we saw yesterday?
- Some water would be nice… But I don’t want you to see me like this… And I will be fine, i’m just gonna rest today… You can go on on your sightseeing trip.
- Are you sure? I’m gladly staying with you…
- No, no! You wanted to come so badly, I don’t want to take a day away from you. I will be alright.
- You promise?
- I do. Please, just go. - she smiled at you.
- Alright. I’ll go grab you some water, and… I don’t know, go for a walk or something. Get breakfast.
- For the mentioning of food, your friend’s face went green and particularly jumped into her bathroom.
- I’m coming back in a minute or two! - you shouted after her, than closed her hotel room’s door.
You went down to get some water, some bread and some crackers which would be easy on her stomach, yet she still would be able to eat something throughout the day. You knocked on her door, which opened just slightly, an arm came out to take the bag from your hand, a small, weak “Спасибо” and just like that the door was closed again. You giggled to her door before you headed down to the street.
You honestly didn’t really want to explore many things without her, so you tried to keep your excitement low. You decided to go back to that bar where you ate your lunch yesterday. You liked it a lot, and it wasn’t a new place to discover, which meant that your friend wasn’t missing out on anything. You went to the bar. It was still early morning, not many people were there. A few old people, some of them are couples. The younger generation (yours) was probably still sleeping. Besides, the place was more like a lunch/dinner kind of place anyway. The waiter looked up and recognised you.
- Good morning! Alone this time?
- Good morning to you too! Yes, my friend had a wild party last night, and she is standing at the gates of Hell right now.
- That sounds bad. - he laughed.
- It is, she looked scary… - that made him chuckle.
- So what can i do for you today?
- I would like just a cappuccino, please.
- Alright, just sit down, I’m on it.
- Thank you!
You sat down at the exact place where you did yesterday, next to the window, with your back to the wall. You put down your bag, and looked around. With less people, the place looked cozier. You really did like it a lot. Eventually, your cappucino arrived. You thanked it, and tasted it. It was delicious. You were one of those people who liked to read next to a fresh coffee, and you always had a book around you. You took it out from your handy-dandy bag and started reading it, holding it a little up in your hands, leaned back on your chair. You were reading one of your favourite books (Pushkin - Anyegin), while sipping a good morning cappuccino, in a nice place. You just relaxed to the small sounds of the bar and sounds of the city, which infiltrated through the door and windows.
- Eine interessante Wahl von Buch am Morgen. Interessanter als eine Zeitung, das ist sicher...
No. Just...no. You were hallucinating. You felt like everything was frozen around you. From out of 2.8 millions of people (roughly), you would recognize this voice. His voice. You physically could not look up.
- Omm.. I’m sorry, I didn’t understand what you just said… - you said with the weakest voice and in the thickest accent ever, in your whole damn life. You hoped that if you make this man say another thing you fall back to reality.
- Oh, my bad - he giggled - I just said that it is an interesting choice of read in the morning, it sure is more interesting than a newspaper.
Shit, this was the reality.
You dared to look up, and your eyes met the most chocolaty eyes ever on this whole planet, but at least in the whole of Berlin. The owner of those eyes was leaning on the chair opposite you.
- Hello. I’m the owner of this Bar, I’m Daniel. - he offered his hand to you.
- Hi, I kno...i mean I’m (Y/N), I’m the costumer…? - you finished with a questioning voice and all you wanted was for the ground to open, swallow you, and with that wipe you out of this universe. You shook his hand, without looking at him directly. His hands were warm and secure. After he released you, you closed your eyes, already feeling the burning sensation in your face. You heard a deep chuckle.
- Yeah, I guessed that. You’re not from Germany and you aren't British either, aren’t you?
You opened your (Y/E/C) eyes only to meet his curious ones.
- No, I’m not. I’m just a tourist here, I’m from Hungary.
- Oh, I’ve been there. It’s a lovely country. Would you mind if I sit down? - gesturing to the empty chair opposite from you.
- Yes… I mean no… - you took a deep breath - If you would like to you can sit with me. - This is just going great...
You earned another deep chuckle from the man in front of you, while he sat down.
- So… What are you doing here alone, in Berlin?
- I’m not alone.
- Oh… Anniversary? - for a moment you thought you saw something in his eyes. Sadness?
- Not that either. I don’t have anyone to celebrate such things. I came here with my friend, but she got wasted last night, and probably at the moment she is agonizing in her bathroom above the toilet.
- Hm… that’s not nice. - curiosity was coming back to his face.
The two of you stayed in silence. It wasn’t really uncomfortable, you were just terribly shy, and couldn’t stop blushing. You even tried to hide some of your face by leaning on one of your palms, and sipping your coffee.
This is aweful. Daniel f*ing Brühl is sitting opposite me, and I can’t even look at him. He must be thinking I’m one of those fangirls who just can’t keep it together before their idols. Which is true, but he shouldn’t have to know that…
But he wasn’t thinking that. Quite the opposite actually. You were so out of place in his bar, he had to approach you. There was something in you which made him intrigued. While you were trying to hide, which he found a little bit cute and entertaining, he tried to study you as well. There was something in you. He felt like he wanted to know your story.
- So what’s the plan for today?
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Manager-nim (Kim Taehyung x OC) 1/2
Pairing: Manager! Kim Taehyung x Actress! Named Female OC
Summary: Actress Kan Hayan has been part of the acting world as long as she can remember. Just when she thought her world was about to collapse, she gets introduced to her new manager, Kim Taehyung.
There was something off about him.
Rating: M
Word Count: 12K
Warnings: Non Con (r*pe). Yandere. Smut. Stalking. Sasaeng Behavior. Smut. Abuse. Obsessive Behavior. Gaslighting. Swearing. Eating Disorder. Puking. Pubic Hair. Weight-Shaming. Masturbation (male). Manipulation. Fingering (female receiving). Oral (female receiving). Blood.
Part two: click here to read
A/N: Hey everybody, this is my first yandere story. While writing this story, different ideas kept coming up. This resulted in making a few changes in the warnings. Read the warnings carefully before reading this story.
A special shout out to @deepdarkdelights for encouraging me to write this story and giving useful feedback.
Let me know what you think of the story.
“Hold it. Hold it. Hold it…and let go,” a young man dressed in black said while the arms of a twenty-eight-year-old woman shakenly gave up. As a result, her upper body dropped on the rubber yoga mat. She could feel her core muscles burning. “Good job,” the charming young man said while reaching his hand out to the woman. “I hate it when you force me to do planks, Jungkook” the woman complained while putting her hand in the man’s hand. “Hey, I am just following the workout program,” Jungkook chuckled and watched how the woman pushed her bangs to the side.
Drops of sweat were visible on her forehead, some even slid down her face and eventually landed on the rubber yoga mat. It stunned the twenty-seven-year-old man how a woman could look so beautiful after an intense work-out routine. “You did well today, Hayan,” the doe-eyed man said while he turned around and grabbed a bottle of cold water. “Do you have to be on set tomorrow?” Jungkook asked as he offered the bottle of water to Hayan. With a smile on her face, Hayan accepted the bottle of water and took a few sips. When the cold liquid moistified her dry throat, the young actress felt euphoric. Instead of answering verbally, Hayan decided to take a few more sips while nodding. Jungkook chuckled when he was satisfied with the silent answer.
Once the bottle was empty, Hayan grabbed her towel and wiped away the sweat on her forehead. “Are you done for today?” Hayan questioned while she ran her thin fingers through her thick black hair. She slightly cringed when her hand touched the sweat on her head. “Unfortunately not, I have two more sessions. One with Yoona and afterwards another one with Jihyun,” Jungkook said while taking off his black cap. Gently he ruffled his long dark brown hair. “They are fun, so you won’t be bored,” Hayan said as she collected her stuff. “True but I just want to go home, eat some spicy ramen and play Overwatch,” Jungkook told the actress. The thought of ramen almost made his mouth water. Hayan chuckled. “Lately I have heard so much about Overwatch,” the celebrity informed her trainer while her mind reminded her the last time she saw an Overwatch ad. “Yeah it recently had a new update with new features,” Jungkook told her while he looked at her. “I see. Anyway, thank you for today,” the twenty-eight-year-old thanked the black-dressed trainer as she threw her towel over her shoulder. “It was my pleasure, Kan Hayan” Jungkook said and smiled at her. Hayan giggled when Jungkook said her full name with his thick Busan accent. “Have a nice evening, Jeon Jungkook,” Hayan playfully imitated his accent. Even though her imitation was impressively spot-on, it made Jungkook laugh. Hearing the actress speak in an unusual manner was always funny to him.
Quietly Kan Hayan walked through the hallways of the sports center. Usually, she would take a quick shower to get rid of the sweat but today the actress was in a good mood so she decided to deal with perspiration a bit longer while she walked to the nearest elevator. During her walk to the elevator, the young actress encountered a few fellow celebrities. Politely she greeted them. She respectfully bowed to her seniors and initiated a short conversation with her juniors. Even though Hayan has been living in the famous and luxurious apartment complex, Jinju Haneul, for a year now she still gets surprised when she sees a fellow celebrity.
Jinju Haneul is a high-quality residential compound that reflects the characteristics of wealth to the maximum extent. From the inside the floors were made from marble, walls were decorated with expensive paintings, crystal chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling and at every corner there was a statue of an influential figure. Even the stairs looked expensive. The apartments had a marvelous view over the Han River. There was a forest nearby where the residents could go to for a peaceful walk without getting bothered by the average folk, curious fans, or nosy reporters. The large building included a gym, an art gallery, daycare center for the celebrities’ children, a movie theatre, and a shopping mall. It was the perfect place if you were part of the group of people who made one million dollars annually.
Hayan looked at her Chanel watch and saw it was almost 9 PM, which means her mother will soon wake up from her nap. Hayan’s mother had some odd habits but since she is her mother Hayan just dealt with it without showing any complaints. Currently, Hayan was not in the mood to deal with her mother. The young performer was not sure whether her mother would be in a good mood or not. So Hayan decided to go to the park to get some fresh air and enjoy the peace while it lasted. With her arms crossed over her chest, the black-haired actress made her way to the nearby forest.
It was a quiet evening. The weather was on the warmer side while a gentle breeze occasionally caressed Hayan’s cheek. There were not many celebrities in the forest, which something Hayan did not mind. Occasionally, she crossed paths with a celebrity mother and her child but other than that Hayan enjoyed the solitude and silence. After walking around for some time, Hayan sat down on a wooden bench. She looked up at the night sky hoping to see some stars but unfortunately, there were no stars to spot.
While Hayan sat on the bench and enjoyed the warm weather, her mind started to wander. With eyes focused on the gravel, her brain reminded the actress of her child actor days. The days when she used to feel uneasy being surrounded by adults. The times her classmates used to bully and ostracize her after Hayan made an appearance in a commercial for a new type of ramen, which was also the same commercial that kicked off her acting career. Some days, the young actress wondered if it was a fair trade to exchange her salad years for her current fame. From time to time, Hayan wondered what her life would have looked like if she had never caught the attention of legendary movie director, Bae Jae-Hwan. Would people have looked at her differently if she had never played in the famous drama, Why Roses Are Never Green? Would she be dancing and drinking in a random club in Itaewon with her friends from college, instead of being trapped in this exhausting lifestyle?
As Hayan slowly delved deeper in her thoughts, she did not notice a dark figure arise from the bushes. Suddenly Hayan felt uneasy, it felt like someone was watching her. The sound of a snapping branch woke her up from her thoughts and brought her back to planet earth. The young superstar looked to the left and saw a silhouette. The silhouette belonged to a man. It was a tall man with broad shoulders. It looked like the man was holding a bag in his hand. Something that caught Hayan’s attention was the man’s bright red hair.
“Can I help you?” Hayan asked hoping that the voice of the stranger might reveal his identity. But alas she did not get any response from the mysterious man. The performer was not sure whether she should call the security or not. The silhouette just stood there. Hayan could feel his gaze burning on her skin. Suddenly the red-haired man started to move and walked towards Hayan. Anxiously, the film star stood up and walked in the opposite direction. She cursed herself when she realized she did not have her phone with her. When the footsteps came closer, Hayan’s heart started to beat faster while her brain tried to come up with an escape plan.
A scream came out of Hayan’s mouth when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. “Hey, are you all right?” a familiar male voice asked her. The female celebrity opened her eyes and looked at the concerned face of Lee Min Ho. “I saw you walking and you looked quite distressed. Is everything okay?” the famous actor asked Hayan while she looked around. There was no sign of the red-haired man. No footprints, no objects that possibly belonged to the man, just nothing. It seemed like what just occurred never happened. “Yeah, I am fine,” Hayan told to Minho and gave him a reassuring smile. Lee Min Ho’s presence made Hayan feel safe again. If the red-haired man decided to show up again, at least now she does not have to face him alone. “Did you spot a reporter?” Minho asked while he looked around, trying to find something or someone what might have caused Hayan to feel anxious. But alas, there were no signs of disturbances.
When Minho offered Hayan to walk her to her apartment, she gladly accepted the kind offer. The two superstars walked next to each other while talking about their latest projects. Once the two former co-stars stood in front of Hayan’s apartment, they wished each other goodnight before parting ways. Hayan’s worries and nervousness melted away when she closed her door behind her. She felt save in her golden cage.
The ticking sound on a keyboard was the only sound that could be heard in the dimly lit room. The source of the light came from a small green desk lamp that was placed on a wooden table.
A middle-aged woman stared intently at the laptop screen. Suddenly she stopped typing and looked up. “Come in,” the woman said and watched how the brown door got pushed open. Her son entered the room.
“Good day, son. What can I do for you?“ the middle-aged woman asked while she looked at her teenage child. “Mother can you do something for me?“ her son asked when he sat on a chair in front of her.
“What is it, dear?“ the woman asked curiously. The young boy grabbed a picture and placed it on the wooden table. It was a picture of a familiar face. A face that the woman has seen multiple times on her television screen.
“Can you make sure she gets accepted?“
It has been now a week since the incident with the red-haired man. The past week, Hayan did not go back to the park. Which was something she was unhappy about, the park was something the actress loved about Jinju Haneul. It was a place where she always went to when she needed to escape her chaotic life or avoid her mother’s outbursts. But Hayan feared that she might encounter the mysterious man again. She could not stop wondering what would have happened if Minho had not been there. Would the stranger have asked her for an autograph and then left quietly? Or would the stranger have disregarded her boundaries and attacked her? There were so many things he could have done to her. The day after the incident, Hayan reported the event to the security team hoping they would quickly capture the intruder and bring back the peace. Unfortunately, it was not her first time being confronted by a confused stranger. The young actress has had her fair share of getting bothered by obsessed fans.
Hayan has been dealing with sasaengs ever since she had her first big break at the age of nine when she starred in a movie alongside with veteran actor Chun Ho-Jin. She still remembers the day when a confused woman showed up at her school and attempted to kidnap her, luckily her father was there to protect Hayan. The incident impacted the nine-year-old girl immensely. So much so that she had to go to a therapist to learn to cope with it. One of the worst incidents she experienced was when she was nineteen. A male fan gave her a plushie during a fan meeting. Initially, the gesture seemed so innocent. The plushie looked so cute that Hayan decided to keep it but the kind gesture was just a cover-up. At the end of the day, she discovered there was a camera inside the plushie. That experience made her sick to her stomach. Causing her to suffer from insomnia for almost two years.
A deep sigh escaped from Hayan’s lips as she folded a pink handwritten fan letter and put it back in its envelope. It was a quiet afternoon in Seoul. Hayan finished early today, which was something she was happy about. She had been on set since 5 am. With little sleep and barely any food in her system, she had to film scenes that were physically exhausting and intense due to all the running and fighting. Hayan put the pink envelope in a box and grabbed another fan letter she received today from her fans, who were waiting for her outside the movie set.
Gently she opened the envelope and pulled the letter out of it. The moment Hayan opened the letter, a metallic and slightly sweet smell entered her nose. When the letter was fully unfolded, a bunch of short black hairs fell out of the letter and landed on Hayan’s hands. A few hairs fell from her hands and landed on her pink silk Burberry dress. Surprised Hayan looked at it but quickly her stomach turned. The black things were pubic hair. Shocked the young actress grabbed a tissue and wiped the black pubic hair off her hands and dress. She felt so dirty knowing that someone else’s pubic hair touched her. Hayan looked at the letter.
Do not talk to Lee Minho, princess.
You are mine!!
The words were written in red. Horrified the performer stared at the letter while she tried to remember if she had seen a red-haired man today. No matter how hard Hayan tried but she just simply could not recall a moment when she had encountered the mysterious man. The metallic smell interrupted Hayan’s train of thoughts. A wave of nausea hit her when she realized the letter was written in blood.
Hurriedly, Hayan threw the letter in the nearest trash bin. Without thinking too much, Hayan grabbed the remaining fan letters and threw them in the trash bin. Her skin was crawling while her stomach tried its best to keep her lunch inside.
“Hayan!”
A feminine voice echoed through her luxurious apartment. Hayan recognized the voice, it was her mother’s voice. Hayan took a few deep breaths in order to calm herself. The superstar looked at the trash bin. I will call the maid after this, she thought to herself while she stood up and made her way to her mother.
“Yes, mother?” Hayan asked when she stood in front of her mother. Without saying anything, Hayan’s mother grabbed the young actress by her arm and dragged her to the bathroom. “Take off your clothes!” the middle-aged woman commanded while pushing the superstar closer to the scale. “What?” Hayan asked confused while she tried to understand the situation. “Take it off!!” her mother yelled while looking angrily at her daughter. Afraid and confusticated, Hayan took off her clothes. When she stood naked in front of her mother, she felt uncomfortable. Shivers ran down her spine. Hayan was not sure whether it was because of the chilly bathroom or her mother’s coldness. “Stand on the scale,” Hayan’s mother ordered and watched how her twenty-eight-year-old daughter moved closer to the scale.
Hayan’s mother sighed disappointedly when she saw the number that was shown on the scale. The silence between mother and daughter was killing Hayan. Moments like this she wished there were a script so she could give the appropriate reactions to her mother. Suddenly Hayan’s left cheek started to burn while a handprint became visible on her cheek. Her mother hit her. “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t want you to weight above that bloody number?!” the middle-aged woman yelled while she grabbed her daughter’s long black hair and roughly moved Hayan’s face to the scale’s direction, showing her the evidence of something her mother deemed as a sin.
“I am sorry,” Hayan said while tears started to escape from her eyes. After having seen her mother’s ugly side, Hayan was taught it was better to show no reaction. For her safety, it was better to endure her mother’s temper tantrums. But currently, Hayan could not help but let her emotions take over her. She had barely any chance to recover from that terrible fan letter. “Do you want to be seen as a whale?” Hayan’s mother questioned while tightening her grip. When Hayan did not respond, the middle-aged woman got furious. Aggressively, she dragged her daughter to the sink. “Spit the food out that you had earlier!” Hayan’s mother commanded. Hayan stood there while staring at the sink, not knowing how fulfill her mother’s wish. When Hayan’s mother lost her patience, she raised her hand and hit her daughter once again. “SPIT IT OUT NOW!” Hayan’s mother shouted while digging her long nails into Hayan’s skin causing it to bleed. Terrified Hayan attempted to force herself to puke but her body refused to cooperate. Suddenly her mind reminded her of the nasty letter she received a while ago. The blood and pubic hair flashed in front of her eyes while her nose was reminded of the nasty smell.
A satisfied smile appeared on the middle-aged woman while she watched her daughter vomit above the white marble sink. Shocked Hayan looked at the food in the sink while her brain tried to process everything that just had transpired. Gently Hayan’s mother cupped the young actress’ face and looked into Hayan’s red teary eyes. “You did well, darling,” she praised her daughter knowing that if her child continued this curse, she would be desired by the public again.
The silence was the only thing present in the house till a quiet moan disturbed the peace. A brown-haired man sat on a large chair as he stroked his hard length with his right hand. He closed his eyes and pictured the beautiful woman in front of him.
He gently pushed the woman on his bed and looked at her. She was so beautiful. Her innocent face made him almost feel guilty for doing this to her but her curves and her hardened nipples, which were poking through her dress, made him want to sin. He wanted to ruin her innocence and stain her with his filth. Hastily he ripped the green silk dress off her body. Gently his hands traveled over her soft skin while he buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet scent. “Please” she whined in his ear. Making him hornier.
“Fuck…” the man moaned while he opened his eyes. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and trickled down his face. Eventually landing on his naked chest. His eyes landed on a photo frame, prompting him to move his hand faster while he tightened his grip. “Aw baby,” he cried out when he reached his climax. He quickly moved closer to the photo frame and shot thick ropes of cum. The cum decorated the photo frame.
The man leaned back on the chair while he took a few breaths to come back from his high. He lowered his eyes and licked his lips while he stared at the picture of Kan Hayan, which was now covered in his cum.
“I love you,”
“Here we are,” Min Yoongi said when he parked the black van in the parking lot. Slowly he turned around and looked at Hayan. The superstar took off her AirPods and looked at her manager. The young actress’ eyes were red, it looked as if she had cried. “Are you all right?” Yoongi asked while looking concerned at Hayan. Lately, she has not been herself. Usually, Hayan would always have dinner with her co-stars to celebrate a successful shooting day but recently she turned down every invitation and went straight to home after she was done filming her parts. “Are you still upset about what happened at the park?” Manager Min questioned as he moved his hand to his bag and grabbed a small bottle. “Yeah, the security said they haven’t found him yet,” Hayan said softly. “That probably means that the guy gave up and found a new hobby. Here this will make the red lines in your eyes disappear,” Yoongi told to the young actress while he handed her the small bottle. The dark-haired man got out of the car to grab some stuff from the trunk. Hayan put a few drops of the solution in her eyes and blinked a few times while her stomach begged her to eat something.
After politely greeting everyone on the set, the superstar made her way to her dressing room to memorize her lines. She was seated on a comfortable chair. A cup of green tea was placed on the table next to her while her makeup artist, Remi, grabbed a bottle of foundation. “Why is your skin so swollen lately?” Remi asked while she looked at Hayan’s puffy cheeks. “Did the agency change your diet?” Remi asked while she squirted some foundation on the back of her hand before grabbing a foundation brush. “Yeah, can you be quiet for now? I am trying to memorize my lines,” Hayan said without looking at Remi. The way how Hayan spoke it was clear that she was annoyed. Hayan did not want to be reminded of her wrongdoings. “All right,” Remi said while she gently applied the foundation on her face.
The entire day, Hayan was on set. Today she had to film so many scenes with her co-star, Kim Seokjin. The two got along well. He was kind and cracked a few dad jokes to make Hayan feel comfortable before they had to shoot their steamy make-out scenes. Hayan and Seokjin are familiar with each other. Before getting cast for this movie, the two good-looking stars were the face of a skincare brand and last June they were on the cover of Vogue Korea. Due to their frequent collaborations, the public was convinced that the two stars were romantically involved with each other, despite both of their agencies had denied the rumor.
Currently, it was almost 11 pm and all cast members were preparing to shoot the final scene for the day. Kan Hayan was resting in her dressing room. She was enjoying the quietness until it got interrupted by a knock on the door. “Come in,” Hayan said while she opened her eyes and watched her manager enter the room. “Hey, Jisoo wants to talk to you,” Yoongi said while he tried to hide his nervousness. “Kim Jisoo?” Hayan asked while raising her eyebrow. Yoongi nodded and left the room before Hayan could ask any more questions. Hayan did not understand why her other co-star wanted to talk to her. Ever since a reporter wrote an absurd article about Hayan and the nation’s favorite contemporary dancer, Park Jimin, there has been some tension between two movie stars. Hayan had multiple times explained to Jisoo why she was at Jimin’s house and that there was no romance between the two despite all the speculations. Maybe Jisoo had finally realized that her rudeness towards Hayan was unjustified and now she wants to apologize for it.
While walking to Jisoo’s dressing room, Hayan had a strange feeling. Her senses told her to turn around and go back but for some reason. Gently Hayan knocked on the door when she stood in front of Jisoo’s dressing room. “Enter,” Jisoo said from the other side of the door. When Hayan entered the dressing room, she got greeted by Jisoo and another woman. It took a moment before it dawned on Hayan who the other person was, it was Jisoo’s younger sister Jennie. Kim Jennie was a famous rapper and singer Korea, she was loved for her beauty and often praised for her singing and rapping skills. Hayan did not understand why Jisoo’s younger sister was present on the set. Suddenly Jisoo stood up from the bright pink couch and walked towards Hayan. “Have fun, Jen,” Jisoo said while she bumped her shoulder against Hayan’s. With a smirk on her face, the pretty actress left her dressing room. Hayan turned back to Jennie and watched how she stood up from the couch. She did not like the atmosphere in the room, it felt hostile and unsafe. Hayan wanted to turn around and leave the room.
“I heard you were spending time with Jimin,” Jennie said while she looked at Hayan. “Uhm I am sorry but what is going on?” Hayan asked while watching how Jennie came closer to her. “You don’t get it, sweetie? It’s because you’re just too dumb.” Jennie responded. Hayan was caught off guard with Jennie’s unkind remark. Before Hayan had the chance to respond, Jennie grabbed Hayan’s shirt and pulled her closer. “You think you are so precious, don’t you?” the rapper said while she watched how the actress looked shocked at her. “I need to g-” Hayan did not get the chance to finish her sentence, a painful slap landed on Hayan’s cheek. “You are always going from one man to the other. Don’t you think that your reckless behavior is hurting some people?” Jennie questioned. Tears streamed over Hayan’s cheeks as she tried to come up with a plan to escape.
With a smirk on her face, Jennie watched in silence how the talented actress seemed so small and weak. On screens, she portrayed herself as a tough woman but Hayan had a hard time defending herself. Suddenly the silence between the two celebrities got interrupted by the director yelling everyone to come on the set so they can shoot the final scene. Hayan looked at Jennie and started to wonder if this was the right moment to scream for help. “See you later, sister” Jennie suddenly said while she grabbed her black leather jacket and left the distraught actress behind. Not wanting to upset the director, Hayan quickly got up and wiped her tears away. With trembling legs, she made her way to the set.
“All right let’s quickly do the water scene…Action!” the movie director said as he sat back behind a screen and watched how the actors portrayed their characters. When it was time for Hayan’s character to make an appearance, the distressed actress remained in her position. Countless questions and thoughts floated through her brain while her stomach desperately looked for food in her system to keep her going. Suddenly a warm landed on Hayan’s shoulder. A scream escaped from her lips while her heart was racing. “Are you all right?” Jisoo asked while a devilish smile appeared on her angelic face.
Suddenly all the noises slowly got muted while the bright studio lamps became blinding. Hayan felt her body becoming weaker. Her heartbeat became irregular while her body tried to keep itself warm. Her brain was sending so many signals but none of them got received. Jisoo stood there and watched how her co-star fell on the ground while trying to stay conscious. Jisoo sat next to her and wiped her tears away.
“Don’t worry Hayan, he will take good care of you,”
The smell of carbolic acid and flowers made their way into Hayan’s nose when she opened her eyes and blinked a few times. The brightness in the room almost made the young actress believe she was in heaven but those thoughts quickly came to an end when she realized she was in a hospital room. She looked around the room and noticed a bunch of flowers, stuffed toys and baskets filled with food were placed on a table close to her bed. The quietness in the room got interrupted when a deep groan echoed through the room. Hayan startled when the sound entered her ears. Suddenly she realized one of her hands was warmer than the other one, she looked down and saw a large hand holding her right hand. She traced her eyes from the hand to a wrist afterwards following to an arm and eventually landing on the face of a man.
Who is this? Hayan asked herself while she stared at the sleeping man. He had thick dark eyebrows. His eyes were closed but they were big. His eyelashes were long, thick, and curled. His nose was slightly larger while his lips were pink with a layer of lip balm. His hair was dark blond and slicked back. His outfit looked quite formal. A white blouse hugged his body while a green gilet added some color. The green-tie matched his gilet. The guy was breathtakingly handsome.
Hayan stared at him. There was something familiar about him.
Suddenly the silence in the room got interrupted by the sound of a door getting pushed open. Hayan quickly pulled her hand out of the tight grip, causing the unknown man to groan and open his eyes. “You’re finally awake,” the charming man said while he smiled. His voice was a lot deeper than Hayan expected to be. The way he spoke it was similar to Yoongi’s. He was, just like Yoongi, from the south. His smile was unique, it did not have the sideways half-moon shape like everyone else. His smile resembled a square. The unknown man trapped Hayan’s hand in his large hand while looking at her with his dark piercing eyes. Hayan tried to look away but no matter how hard she tried, she just could not look away.
“Good morning Ms. Kan,” a feminine voice interrupted the somewhat staring contest between the two adults. Hayan wanted to pull her hand out of the grip once again but this time the man tightened his grip, making it impossible for her to escape his grasp. “I am doctor Yang. I hope you had a good sleep,” Dr. Yang said while she stepped closer to her. “Wha- what happened?” Hayan asked with confusion written all over her face. “You fainted on the set” the handsome mysterious man informed the young actress. “Who are you?” Hayan asked while roughly pulling her hand out his grip. Even though her hand was pressed against her chest, she could still feel his warmth on her hand.
“How impolite of me. I am Kim Taehyung, your new manager,” the dark-blond-haired man said while bowing to her. “New ma- Where’s Yoongi?” Hayan asked while looking around the room, hoping to see something that proved that Yoongi had been in the room. “He is fired,” Taehyung revealed to Hayan. “Why?” Hayan asked while looking disbelieved at Taehyung. “Because he failed to take care of you,” Hayan’s new manager said to her. “What do you mean? He took good care of me,” the young actress defended her former manager. “He failed to recognize you were suffering from an eating disorder,” Dr. Yang weighed in.
Hearing those words coming from a professional silenced the actress. It was something she was fully aware of yet she refused to admit it. “Aside from that you were also overworked and exhausted,” Dr. Yang added while Hayan was hesitating whether she should accept the revelation or not. “I know this is quite the shock but see it as a wake-up call. Being underweight will have serious repercussions on your health,” the doctor told to the actress. Hayan slowly nodded and looked at the doctor. “I will send the results along with the right recovery plan to Mr. Jung so that you can convalesce,” he said and gave the performer a hopeful smile.
“Hayan wake up,” a baritone voiced as whispered into Hayan’s ear as a warm hand gently landed on her hand. The black-haired actress opened her eyes and looked at her new manager who smiled at her with his famous boxy smile. “The plane has landed,” Taehyung informed her while he unbuckled his belt. Hayan copied his action and grabbed her red Burberry bag. Like a shadow the performer followed her manager and exited the plane. Hayan’s body was wide awake while her mind was still at sleep. Prior getting get stuck in a plane with her manager, she was on set for ten hours straight. Just as usually she gave it her all knowing that she will be able to catch up on sleep the coming two weeks.
While Taehyung was busy texting with Kim Namjoon, the CEO of RM Entertainment. The dark-blond-haired man informed his boss about their safe arrival in Toronto and the current wellbeing of Hayan. The actress’ head rested against the car window while she looked out of the window. The streets of Toronto look much more peaceful, Hayan thought to herself as watched how people walked through the streets. After a peaceful thirty-minute car ride, the two adults arrived safely at Shangri-La Hotel.
“So what do think?” Taehyung asked as he put the suitcases in a corner and looked at Hayan, who was standing in front a large window. “The suite is marvelous,” the actress said while enjoying the beautiful city view. “That’s great to hear,” her new manager said when he stood next to her. “Why don’t you take a shower while I order some food,” Taehyung suggested as he secretly admired the performer’s beauty. Even with dark circles under her eyes and chapped lips, she still looked breathtakingly beautiful. Hayan nodded and made her way to the bathroom.
The white marble bathroom reminded her a lot of her home back in Seoul. Hayan filled the bathtub with warm water and add a few drops of lavender as she undressed herself. Without wasting too much time, she stepped into the bathtub and unwind when the lavender scent entered her nose. Being in a foreign country without any work commitments felt weird to the young actress. Knowing that her schedule for the coming two weeks will be empty, made her feel weird. Hayan has been working as an actress as long as she can remember. When was even the last time she properly relaxed? While the warm water relaxed her sore muscles, Hayan looked out of the window and enjoyed the city view. Once the water had turned cold, Hayan got up and dried her wet body with a soft towel.
When the actress entered the bedroom, she quickly put a white blouse that provided gave her enough comfort to move around easily while a tight blue pair of jeans hugged her legs snugly. Just when Hayan wanted to blow dry her long black hair, something caught her attention. An orange velvet blanket was placed on her bed. Without any explanations or much thought, anger and disgust took over her body. “Taehyung!” Hayan called as she stared at the velvet blanket. “Yes?” Taehyung asked when he entered the bedroom and looked at the actress. “Get that hideous thing out of this room,” Hayan said as she pointed at the velvet blanket. “Uhm alright…?” Taehyung said and he walked to the bed. “Do you want me to get a new velvet blanket?” manager Kim asked as he grabbed the orange velvet blanket. “I hate velvet, you can use it but keep that thing away from me,” Hayan said angrily. She did not understand why the woven tufted fabric always made her feel disgusted but it for some reason. Every time Hayan saw something that was made from velvet, it did not only make her feel sick on the inside but it also made her skin crawl.
The first three days in Toronto was peaceful. Hayan was the entire time in the luxurious bedroom and spending her time reading the books she always wanted to read or sleeping. On the fourth day was about the end the same way as it did the previous three nights till a sudden knock on the door broke the silence in Hayan’s bedroom. “Come in,” the actress said as she looked up and saw her new manager enter the room. “Hey, are you hungry?” Taehyung asked when he sat on the bed. Hayan shook her head and looked back at her book. For a moment there was an awkward silent between the two adults. Even though they have known each other for a month now, but there is was always a strange feeling Hayan felt when she was around her new manager. “You know, food is not your enemy,” Taehyung said to Hayan. Surprised she looked up at Taehyung. “I know you are feeling a lot pressure from the company and the public to look psychically appealing but does not mean you should sacrifice your health,” the dark-blond-haired man said as he looked at Hayan’s collarbones. “I am fi-,” Hayan did not get the chance to finish her sentence because Taehyung quickly interrupted her by saying: “Hayan, please take a proper care of yourself. Look what your refusal of eating food did to you,” It were words the actress did not wanted to hear. She did not want to be reminded with the fact that something was wrong with her. “Don’t let your mother take control of what’s yours,” Taehyung as he carefully put his hand hers. Confused the young performer looked at her manager. How did he know something she had never mentioned?
Before Hayan could let Taehyung’s word sink in, she found herself sitting in the living room with her manager. Various types Chinese food was placed in front of her. The food smelled so delicious while everything looked so delectable. “Here try this,” Taehyung as he picked up four-leafed shaped wrapper with his wooden chopsticks. “What is it?” she asked while the smell entered her nose. “It’s called Cream Cheese Rangoon,” the dark-blond-haired man said and held it close to Hayan’s lips. “I am not hungry,” the twenty-eight-year-old woman said as she moved back to create more distance between herself and the delicious smelling food. Just at that moment Hayan’s stomach cried out for food. Taehyung chuckled. “I think your stomach thinks otherwise,” the twenty-nine-year-old said as he moved closer to her. “Please just one bite, if you don’t like it then you can go back to the bedroom and I will leave you alone,” Taehyung pleaded as he looked at her with puppy eyes. Hayan looked into his dark eyes. They were beautiful yet mysterious. His eyes shape, his eyebrows, the tiny mole on his lower eyelid. It all seems to familiar. Why does it feel like Hayan had experienced this before?
“Have we met each other before?” Hayan asked while her brain dug deep to find a memory. The question caught Taehyung off as he moved back and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “That’s very unlikely, Ms. Kan,” The man said as he looked away. The actress shook her head, she must have mistaken this moment with a scene she had played in a movie or drama. “Can I try some of the chicken?” Hayan asked. “Yeah sure, please dig in,” Taehyung said while he brough the plate of chicken closer to the female performer. When the honey sesame chicken touched Hayan’s taste buds, she felt overjoyed. The piece of chicken luscious. “Not bad,” Hayan said and looked at her manager. “Not bad? The chicken is succulent and well-seasoned,” Taehyung spoke with his mouth full of food. The actress could not help but to chuckle.
As the two adults ate while watching a Canadian tv-show. From the corner of her eye, Hayan kept an eye on her manager. Suddenly a tune echoed caught Taehyung’s attention. “An email from Namjoon?” Hayan asked as she picked up some noodles with her chopsticks and ate it. “No, a notification from my game,” Taehyung said while he put down his chopsticks and started to play a game. “Game? What kind of game?” the black-haired woman asked as she moved closer to him to get a glimpse of the game. Taehyung chuckled. Her curious face is so cute, he thought to himself as he pushes his laptop closer to her. “It’s a first-person shooting game,” he explained as he showed her how he shot someone in the game. “Do you want to try?” Taehyung asked out of the blue. “I have never played games like this before,” Hayan said as a hint of pink shade appeared on her cheeks. Oh, Hayan your cuteness is killing me, Taehyung thought to himself as he stared at her. “Well there’s a first for everything,” the tall man said and put his laptop on the actress’ lap. He quickly explained which buttons needed to be pressed. Once he was done, he grabbed his plate and continued to eat while he watched Hayan play the game.
After losing for the fifth time, Hayan pushed the laptop away. “You play,” she said as her lips formed a pout. Please Hayan do not do that, it reminds me of when… his thoughts got interrupted when Hayan poked his cheek. “Hey, pay attention, you almost got shot,” Hayan said. Her brief yet gentle touch gave him goosebumps.
While Taehyung was playing the game, the actress sat next to him and watched him play. Hayan looked at Taehyung and studied his features. From his eye-catching facial characteristics to the texture of his skin.
Why does he look so familiar?
Rays of sun found pierced though the small opening between the white curtains and illuminated the luxurious hotel bedroom. Hayan was sleeping peacefully. Her head rested on a red satin pillow while a thick blanket kept her body warm. Suddenly the tranquility came to an end when a warm hand gently caressed her cheek.
“Wake up, sleeping beauty,” a deep voice whispered. Hayan was too deep in her sleep to give a response. Taehyung chuckled and laid next to her on the bed. Adoringly he watched her sleep. In his eyes she looked like an angel. If he could, he would watch her sleep all day long. The dark-blond-haired man moved closer to the actress and gently placed a kiss on her cheek. The kiss was too light and gentle to be noticed. “I've missed you since you left me …Are you still mad at me?” Taehyung talked into her small ear. A smile appeared on the man’s face when the woman groaned when a sunbeam found its way to land on the actress’ face. She rubbed her eyes while moving her away to avoid the sun ray. Taehyung quickly got off the bed when Hayan opened her eyes and looked at him.
“Good morning,” she said with her morning voice. It sounded like music in his ears. “Good morning, did you sleep well?” he asked as he walked to the window and opened the curtains. “Yeah,” Hayan said as she kicked her blankets away. While Taehyung was ordering breakfast by calling the room service, Hayan took a quick shower. Once dry, the actress grabbed a green satin dress with a floral print. To complete her outfit, she put pink diamond earrings in her ear. When she was satisfied with the way she looked, the actress made her way to the living room.
“You kept those earrings from high school? How sweet,” Taehyung asked as a grin appeared on his face. “High school? How do you know that?” Hayan asked while she tried to remember when she ever told him about the earrings. “Yeah, don’t you remember? You told me about them when we were in the car on our way for your Harper's Bazaar shoot,” Taehyung told as he walked to her and stood in front of her. The actress raised her eyebrow. “I did?” Hayan asked while her mind replayed the memory of that day in her head. The only thing she can remember from that car ride was that it was quiet and awkward. “Yeah,” Taehyung as he chuckled. “You must have forgotten about it since you were so tired that day,” the dark-blond-haired man said as he gently wrapped a loose strand of black hair around his finger. Confusion was written all over Hayan’s face. She can clearly remember that day but she cannot recall the moment she mentioned the earring let alone talked about her high school days. “Don’t worry too much about it, the memory will come back again at some point,” Taehyung said while he carefully put the strand of hair behind her ear and looked at the pink diamond earring.
After having eaten breakfast, the two adults agreed to go to Art Gallery of Ontario. They walked next to each other while looking at the beautiful paintings. “Hayan look,” Taehyung called the actress as he stood next to a painting and imitated to comical facial expression of the woman on the painting. Hayan looked at him and laughed.
“Tell me something about this one,” Hayan asked when the man and woman stood in front of a painting of a woman. “This is called Portrait of a Lady with a Lap Dog and it is painted by the famous Dutch painter, Rembrandt van Rijn. Many people speculate that the woman in the painting is his daughter-in-law,” Taehyung lectured the actress about the painting. The way how the tall spoke about the painting felt like déjà vu to her. “You told me this before,” Hayan suddenly said as she tried to remember when Taehyung had ever told her about the painting. “Oh? When?” Taehyung asked as he looked confused at her. “A long time ago,” she said when she looked at him. Was the meeting in the hospital really our first encounterment? Hayan asked herself. “Silly how can I have told this long time ago when we have only known each other for a month?” Taehyung asked while he moved closer to her. “You are right. Sorry,” Hayan said as she shook her head. “Are you sure you had a good sleep?” the charming man asked while looking concerned at the actress.
“Yeah I did. I am sorry, I am not used to not working for this long,” the female performer expressed. That must be why I am having those weird thoughts, she told herself. “Hey, try to relax a bit,” Taehyung said as he put his large on her shoulder.
On the evening before their departure, the adults were in the living room. Keeping each other entertained with strong liquor and jazz music. The living room had an aura of serenity.
“You’re lying,” Hayan said as she grabbed her glass of strong liquor and took a sip. The strong drink burned her throat. Drinking was something she rarely did but being in the present of Taehyung she felt safe. “Aw that’s sad, you deserve better,” the actress told to the dark-blond-haired man, who just told a sad story about his high school crush who rejected him. “What about you? Have you ever had a crush on someone in high school?” Taehyung while he moved closer to the coffee table and refilled his glass. “Uhm this might sound stupid but I can’t barely remember anything from high school. During my teenage years, I was so busy with acting. I had hardly any time to make friends and live like a normal teenager,” Hayan told her as she tried to dig up some memories from her high school days but everything was just one vague time for her. “Do you regret it? You know having to miss out on the chance to live like a normal teen?” Taehyung asked with full interest. “I am not sure if regret is the correct term to describe it…I guess we all have to sacrifice something for happiness,” Hayan said and took another sip of her drink. “Wise words for a cute girl,” Taehyung said. The two adults looked at each other and laughed.
While the alcohol slowly started to take over her mind, Hayan started to feel tired. Her vision became blurry while her head began to spin. The actress watched how Taehyung’s lips moved but none of his words entered her ears. Suddenly she felt a warm hand massaging her shoulder. “Are you alright?” the deep-voiced man asked as he moved closer to her and his hands roamed over her body. His touch felt safe and gentle. A soft moan escapes from her lips when she felt the thin strap of her top slide off her shoulder. Before Hayan could comprehend what was going on, she found herself straddled on Taehyung’s lap.
“Shall I tell you a secret?” the man asked as he grabbed the hem of her top and slowly lifted it up. “Mmm?” was the only response Hayan could give. “You have always been my favorite actress. You are more beautiful than Shin Hye or Hyun Joo and definitely far more talented than Ji Eun or Tae Hee,” Taehyung told her as he threw her top somewhere in the room. His jaw dropped when he looked at her topless body. He wrapped his arms around her and gently pressed kisses on her collar bones and in her neck. Mindlessly Hayan combed her finger through his thick hair. When Taehyung found her sensitive spot in her neck, she grabbed a handful of hair.
A moan escaped from her lips when Taehyung gently bit her sensitive spot. “I knew I had to have you when you played in Little Soah,” the dark-blond-haired said while he placed his hands under her thighs and stood up from the couch with the actress in his arms. Without thinking clearly, Hayan pulled him closer towards her and kissed him deeply.
Once the two adults were in Hayan’s bedroom, Taehyung gently put her on the bed and hastily he took off his clothes. While Hayan was in and out of consciousness, Taehyung crawled towards her and kissed her again.
High-pitched moans and deep grunts filled the luxurious hotel room while the moon shone its rays of light into the room when a soft breeze gently pushed the white curtains to the side.
With eyes filled with lust, the twenty-nine-year-old man watched how Hayan bit her lip when Taehyung slowly pushed his long fingers deep into her pussy. The way how her walls stretched around his fingers gave him goosebumps. Her warmth and wetness were enough to make him cum right then and there, but he pushed his urges to the side and focused on the naked actress underneath him.
As a teenager, Taehyung used to fantasize about how it would feel to be inside his favourite actress. So many nights he spent wondering about what she would taste like. Every time Taehyung watched porn, all he could think about was what it would feel like to try out those positions with her. Would she enjoy riding him or did she prefer to get it from behind? But now that he finally has her in his hands, Taehyung was looking forward to turning his fantasies into reality.
Hayan let out a scream when she felt something wet touching her clit. She raised her head and looked down to see what caused her to feel this sudden tingling between her legs. Her cheeks reddened when she was met with the sight of Taehyung’s face between her legs. Just when Hayan parted her red lips to say something, Taehyung trapped her clit between his lips and started sucking. The moans that came from her lips sounded like music in Taehyung’s ears.
The young actress bit her lower lip while she tried to hold in her moan but failed to do so. A whiny moan echoed in the room while Taehyung curled his fingers. The way how Hayan frowned gave away that she was so close to climaxing. Taehyung smirked and decided to give her an extra push to reach her climax. While his long fingers went deeper in her, his tongue flicked her clit. His tongue movements were fast and hard while his fingers quickened its pace.
Hayan curled her toes and let out another high-pitched moan when she hit her climax. Amused and prideful, Taehyung watched how Hayan drowned in pleasure. She looked so beautiful when she came. Taehyung slowed down his pace and helped Hayan ride out her climax.
Hayan closed her eyes while she slowly came back from her high. Taehyung licked his fingers, she tasted so sweet. His fantasies are nothing compared to reality. Once his fingers were clean he moved closer to her and pressed gentle kisses on her cheek while his arm snaked around her waist and held her tightly. Being skin-to-skin was enough for him to become horny again. He wanted his dick in her mouth. He wanted to decorate her walls with his cum. But seeing how his favourite actress was slowly drifting into sleep, he suppressed his desires.
Now that we are finally together, we have all the time in world to get to know each other better, Taehyung thought to himself while he gently grabbed her chin with his thumb and index finger. Slowly he turned her head towards him. Their faces were close to each other that their noses were touching. Tenderly Taehyung pressed his lips against hers.
“Don’t worry Hayanie, manager Kim will take care of you.”
The tantalizing aroma of cooking onions and garlic in a pan wafted in Taehyung’s kitchen while he carefully moved the two ingredients around in the pan.
“Are you sure you don’t need any help?” a gentle voiced asked him. He looked over his shoulder and saw his favorite actress standing in his kitchen. “I am very sure. Don’t worry about it,” Taehyung said as he brought his attention back to the pan and added the cut vegetables into the hot pan. “Alright, if you need anything then let me know,” Hayan said as she walked back to the living room.
When she sat on the couch, the actress looked around. The living room had a cozy vibe. The colors warm toned made her feel comfortable while a few expensive looking paintings caught her attention. Even though it was her first time being at Taehyung’s place, somewhat the place felt familiar to her. As if she had been here before. She was not sure why she had that feeling. Maybe it was because the living room was organized like the typical rich people way.
“Dinner is ready,” Taehyung said from the kitchen. Hayan put a book down and stood up from the couch. “It smells amazing,” the actress said when she sat at the dining table and looked at the food on her plate. “Thanks, hopefully it tastes as good as it smells,” the tall man said as he sat next to her. “Is life fun when you are twenty-nine-year-old?” Hayan asked when she picked some noodles with her chopsticks. “It’s so fun, you will have the best time of your life,” Taehyung said sarcastically. The man’s response made the actress laugh. “29 really sounds old,” the female performer teased while she looked at the dark-blond-haired man. “At least you won’t be turning thirty later in the year,” Taehyung said and looked at Hayan. The woman laughed: “Well in that case, I will make sure 29 will be my best year,”.
When the two adults finished their meals, they decided to do the dishes together. “I cannot wait to see your reaction when you get your birthday gift,” Taehyung said teasingly. All day long, the man had been reminding the actress that he had a special gift for her without dropping any hints. Hayan sighed annoyed. “If you are not going to say what it is, then don’t mention it,” she said while she dried the wet plate with a kitchen towel. “Why? Is someone getting excited about it?” Taehyung asked as he splashed some of the water to her. “Hey!” Hayan giggled and threw the wet kitchen towel to the tall man. “I am done doing the dishes,” she said while stepping away from him. The man chuckled at her cute action. After all these you are still the same cute girl, he thought to himself.
“Alright close your eyes,” Taehyung said as he held a box behind him. Hayan gave him a suspicious look but still followed his instruction. Carefully Taehyung put the box in front of the actress and carefully took out the creature. “Open your eyes,” the deep-voiced man said as he held the creature in front of her. When Hayan opened her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of a tiny Pomeranian. Her big eyes got bigger as she stared surprised at the tiny dog. “Happy birthday Hayan,” Taehyung said as he carefully placed the puppy on her lap. Attentively Hayan lifted the little black fluffy dog and look at it. “It’s a boy,” Taehyung informed the actress as he watched her observe the puppy.
“Taehyung, I am speechless. I don’t know what to say,” the actress confessed while she put the puppy in her arms and hugged it. “Luckily, you told me that you liked Pomeranians otherwise I had no idea which breed I had to choose,” Taehyung told her. “Have we ever talked about dogs?” Hayan asked confused as she put the puppy down, giving it some space to walk around. “Yeah,” was Taehyung response. You told it to me a while ago, he thought to himself as he watched her play with the dog. “Do you have a name for him?” Hayan’s manager asked when the black puppy ran towards to the man and jumped on his lap. “Maybe Yeontan?” Hayan said while looking at the dog. “What a cute name,” Taehyung said.
The adults played with Yeontan while they talked about random topics. Hayan did not know how to express her happiness. She looked Taehyung, who was playing with Yeontan, and felt a strange feeling in her stomach. Hayan had no idea who to describe the feeling but it felt pleasant. Is this what they mean with butterflies in your stomach? The actress questioned herself. Whatever you called this feeling, Hayan would not mind feeling that sensation in her stomach again.
“Oh no,” Hayan said as she watched Yeontan pee on the ground. “Tannie,” Taehyung sighed while walking towards the tiny dog. Yeontan knew he was in trouble so began to tremble, wondering what his owner would do. “It alright, puppies do that all the time,” Hayan said while she carefully picked up the dog and planted a few kisses on his head. “Here, hold him while I go grab a cloth,” the actress said while she gently pushes Yeontan in Taehyung’s arms. Before Taehyung could respond, Hayan had already turned around and left the room.
The black-haired woman walked through the halls of Taehyung’s mansion, trying to find the nearest bathroom. The young performer halted her tracks when a bright blue door caught her attention. That must be the bathroom, Hayan thought to herself. Carefully she pressed down the door handle and pushed the door open. When the actress was inside the room, she started to get shivers. It was not a bathroom but a bedroom. The room was big but neat. The walls were burgundy while the furniture was dark brown. The golden decorations made the room look expensive. There was a strange vibe in the room. Goose bump appeared on her arms as she slowly walked further into the room. The room felt familiar to her, she swore that she had been here before. While the twenty-nine-year-old woman walked closer to the bed, her mind dug deeper into her brain. When Hayan stood in front of the bed, she looked at the red velvet blanket. With trembling fingers, she reached out for the blanket. When her cold fingers touched the soft fabric, her mind unlocked a memory.
“I remember,” Hayan whispered to herself.
“Let’s talk here,” a nineteen-year-old boy said as he pushed the blue door open and looked at the eighteen-year-old girl. The way how she fiddled the hem of her skirt with her thin fingers it was clear that she was nervous. “Taehyung I already said what I had to say at school,” Hayan said as she looked into the big eyes of the boy. “It won’t take too long. Please listen to what I have to say,” Taehyung pleaded while he pouted like a puppy. Her mind told her to reject his invitation and to return to Jisoo but her heart convinced her to give Taehyung a chance. So she nodded and entered the spare bedroom.
When Taehyung closed to bedroom door behind him, he took off his blazer and moved closer to the girl. “I want to apologize for my rude remarks,” the boy said as he ran his long fingers through his thick long hair. Hayan did not like the atmosphere in the room, it felt unsafe. “Apology accepted. I also want to apologize for hurting you by rejecting your confession but I really cannot accept it,” the young starlet said without realizing that her words triggered the boy’s anger. Taehyung’s hands turned into a fist while his mind reminded him of the humiliating event that happened a few days ago. “It’s alright, but can I ask you something?” Taehyung asked as he swallowed his anger away. Hayan nodded as Taehyung reminded himself to calm down. “Would you want to give it a try after you are done shooting the drama?” the long black-haired boy asked. There was a silence between the adolescents.
Kan Hayan loved Kim Taehyung. There was no denying in that. He caught her attention the moment she entered the classroom for the first time three years ago. It was not a surprise why all the girls in school had a crush on him. He was an Adonis. She could stare at him for hours doing nothing and still she would feel fulfilled. She liked his personality. Unlike other rich teenagers, he was kind and well-mannered. A real gentleman stuck in a teenager’s body. When the rumor of Taehyung having a crush on Hayan made its way around school and eventually reached the actress, she did not believe it. How could to the eldest son of the Kim family fall for a young girl who aspired to be an actress?
Hayan’s heart told her to accept his confession but her brain quickly interfered and reminded the young starlet that she cannot be in a relationship. She needed to focus on her acting career. “I am sorry Taehyung but currently I want to focus on my acting career,” Hayan told the tall boy. His long black hair covered his eyes. The girl was not able to see the anger and disappointment in the boy’s eyes. “You like Hoseok, don’t you?” Taehyung asked angrily while the memory of Hayan and Hoseok in the park flashed in front of him. “No, there’s nothing between us,” Hayan explained. The anger in black-haired boy’s voice scared the eighteen-year-old girl.
Suddenly Taehyung grabbed Hayan by her arms and pushed her on the bed. Roughly she landed on the red velvet blanket. The tall boy jumped on her and grabbed her wrists. “Taehyung!” Hayan shouted as he pinned her wrists above her head. The black-haired boy held her down with one hand while his other hand aggressively ripped her shirt open. The view of her bra made his mouth water. He waited for so long to have her underneath him. A scream escaped from the girl’s mouth while she tried to break free from his tight grip. Growing tired of her struggle, Taehyung untied his Gucci scarf and tied her wrists to the bed.
Just when Hayan opened her mouth to scream for help, Taehyung bend down and placed his lips on hers. Her lips were soft, just like how he imagined. Hayan immediately closed her lips, refusing to let Taehyung enter her mouth. Like python, Taehyung’s long fingers wrapped around her neck and slowly his grip got tighter. His lips moved from her lips to her ear. “Did you really think I would not notice how you giggled at Hoseok’s jokes?” Taehyung’s hot air caressed Hayan’s ear while she tried to kick him off her. “Taehyung please stop,” Hayan sobbed as tears escaped from her eyes. Aggressively Taehyung placed his lips on hers and forced his tongue into her mouth. He moaned in her when his tongue meets hers. The way how Hayan’s tongue tried to push Taehyung’s tongue out of her mouth, turned Taehyung on. He tightened his grip around her neck as he kissed her deeper. Hayan attempted to kick him as she tried to catch her breath.
By the time Taehyung was done kissing her, Hayan had become tired from all the struggling and lack of oxygen. With a smirk on his face, Taehyung tore her bra. “Baby,” he groaned as he looked at her breasts. They were perfect. They were perfectly round and perky. Taehyung could not wait anymore, he let go of her neck and grabbed her breasts. They fitted perfectly in his hands. He roughly fondled it while he trapped a pink nipple from the other breast in his mouth. He sucked it, licked it, bit it. When he was done with it, he moved back and smiled proudly how the once pink nipple is red now.
“HELP!” Hayan screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that someone would hear it. “Baby I need you to be quiet,” Taehyung said as he sat on her hips. “I beg you, please stop. If you let me go, I will stay away from you. I promise I will never tell this to anyone,” Hayan sobbed as tears ran down her cheeks. Her body started to tremble out of fear. The idea of what Taehyung wanted to do to her scared her. “I want you to be with me. I want you to be mine, Hayanie,” Taehyung said as he hands traveled down her body and stopped when his long fingers came in contact with her skirt. The way how her nickname rolled off his tongue made her nauseous. Another scream came out of her mouth when the black-haired boy pulled her skirt down. “Shut up!” Taehyung said as he looked at her and spat at her. The spit landed on her cheek. The idea of how her tear got mixed with his spit, made Taehyung hard. Without wasting too much time, the tall boy grabbed a pillow and placed it on the starlet’s face.
Taehyung licked his lips as he pulled down her underwear. The view of her pussy made him salivate. He planted gentle kisses on her stomach as he roughly pushed her legs apart. Taehyung collected some spit and spat it on her clit. Gently he rubbed it as he watched how his spit dripped down from her clit. He licked her clit. Suck it. Bit it. Slapped it. Pinched it. While Taehyung was playing with her clit, Hayan was trying her best to fill her lungs with air. When the eighteen-year-old heard Taehyung unzipping his pants, she started to panic.
Taehyung positioned himself between her legs. “I love you so much,” Taehyung said as he pushed himself into her cunt. The pain halted Hayan’s struggle. It felt like the world had stopped turning and everything became muted. The black-haired boy pulled himself back just to slam back inside the scared girl. While the sound of smacking of skin-on-skin echoed through the room, Hayan’s brain send multiple signals. It wanted Hayan to scream louder, to tug her wrists harder to break free, to raise her knees to kick him off. But none of the signals got received, her body was frozen.
The way how her walls clenched around his length made Taehyung moan. He drowned in a wave of pleasure when he pushed himself deeper, he could feel his length rubbing against her cervix. Feeling him hit her cervix hurt Hayan but her body showed no reaction. Taehyung removed the pillow from Hayan and kissed her roughly on the lips. His thrusts were fast and deep while his tongue gently and carefully explored her mouth. Ecstasy rushed through him as he felt his climax coming closer and closer. Taehyung’s grabbed her hips tightly as he slammed harder.
He felt euphoric when he covered her walls with cum. He looked through his bangs and watched how Hayan closed her eyes. Gently he kisses her tears away as he slowed his movements.
Once Hayan was untied, her body unfroze. She was in a lot of pain while Taehyung’s touch still lingered on her skin. She felt dirty, ashamed, and weak. So many thoughts went through her mind but it was impossible to get them in control. When the boy grabbed his shirt, Hayan got up and quickly collected her stuff. Taehyung sat on the bed and watched how Hayan limped hastily out of the room. “I will wait for you,” he quickly said to her.
“Mom!” the eighteen-year-old shouted as she slammed the door behind her. “Mom!!” Hayan sobbed as she walked to the living room. Every step she took, a wave of pain went through her body. “Hayan,” her mother said concerned as she looked at her distraught daughter. She looked like a mess. Her once neatly bun was not nothing but a mess, her shirt had a few rips. Her body was trembling uncontrollably while blood dripped down her thighs.
“What happened?” Hayan’s mother asked as she walked closer to her daughter and grabbed her cold hands. “Ta- Tae-…Taehyung di-did thi-this.ss..” the young starlet pushed those words out of her mouth with the little bit of strength she had. “Ca- call th-the po- pol- ice,” Hayan said while she held her mother’s hands tightly. She feared if she let go of her mother’s hands then she might breakdown. There was a silence between the mother and daughter. Hayan wondered why her mother did not give any reaction. Slowly her mother shook her head.
“No…We can’t,” Hayan’s mother said as she pulled her hands back. The movement was so simple yet it was strong enough to shatter the eighteen-year-old’s fragile heart. “Wh- Why?” Hayan asked when she looked at her mother’s face. All the concerns her mother had on her face was now vanished. There was no emotion. “Hayan, I know this hard but you will get through it,” her mother spoke as the sun set behind her. The young girl noticed that her mother had no halo. “All you have to do is to never think about it,” Hayan’s mother said she slowly approached her daughter. Terrified, Hayan took a few steps back. When she felt the wall against her back, she felt trapped. “Bu- but he hu- hurt m- me,” the starlet said. Hayan’s mother cupped her face with her hands. “If you continue to focus on acting and don’t ever think about it. Then you will be fine. Trust me,” her mother told her. Hayan was not sure whether her mother tried to convince her daughter that this is the best method or herself.
With a trembling hand, Hayan grabbed the red velvet blanket and lifted it up. The sight of dried blood on the bed sheets made her stomach turn. The memory kept replying in her head over and over again while tears escaped from her eyes. Is this real? Is this why she had a hard time remembering her high school years?
“Hayan…” a deep male voice interrupted the silence in the room. Slowly she looked over her shoulder and looked at the man who took her innocence. “Why?” the actress asked as she turned around and looked at him. “Because I love you. I have always loved you,” Taehyung said matter-of-factly while he stepped closer to her. “The first time I saw you on the tv screen, I knew I had to have you. We belong together, Hayanie,” everything was overwhelming for the actress. She had so many questions to ask, so many curse words she wanted to throw at the man.
Hayan looked up and suddenly noticed something. A few strands of Taehyung’s hair were red. The same kind of red that the stranger from the park had. “How did you get passed through the security?” the actress asked as her mind replayed the scene. A smirk appeared on the man’s face. “It’s crazy how many possibilities someone can have when your sisters are celebrities,” Taehyung asked.
When everything fell into place, Hayan dropped on her knees. “You planned all of this, didn’t you?” the actress sobbed. “You should be happy with the fact I gave you ten years to recover from that night,” Taehyung said with pride. “I was hurting too, darling. Do you know how much it hurts to stay away from you for ten whole years?” the tall man asked when he kneeled in front of her and wiped her tears away. Angrily Hayan slapped his hand away.
Just when Hayan stood up and got ready to run away from her nightmare, Taehyung quickly grabbed her by the arms and threw her on the bed. “Don’t make me mad, baby,” the man warned the woman while he grabbed a handkerchief. “Get away from me!” Hayan cried out loud while she tried to push him away. Taehyung got tired of her struggles. A painful slap landed on Hayan’s cheek. The sudden action halted her fight. “If you had accepted my love back then. You would not be here right now,” Taehyung said with anger in voice. While the man grabbed a bottle and wetted the handkerchief, the memories of the painful rejected replayed in his mind. It made him mad. “You are insane!” Hayan yelled as she tried to hit him, hoping it would him distract him enough for her to escape from his hold. “Oh baby, you have no idea how many boundaries I am willing to break just for you,” Taehyung told her and put the wet cloth on her face.
“You might be the doll but I am the puppeteer,” Taehyung whispered in her ear and pressed the chloroform-soaked cloth harder on her face while Hayan fought to stay awake.
Epilogue:
“And for our final news,” a short-haired news anchor said while she moved a piece of paper to the left and instantaneously glanced at the last page. In matter of seconds she absorbed the information about the new topic.
“Actress Kan Hayan has announced her retirement this morning,” the female news anchor announced as she looked into the camera. “The sudden news has the nation not only shocked but also confused as earlier this week there were rumors that Kan Hayan might be starring in Bong Joon Ho’s newest movie,”
“The news was announced on the actress’ Instagram. It said the following:
‘Hello, this Kan Hayan.
I am writing this as my final greeting to you all.
At a tender age of five years, I started my acting career and ever since then I have been in front of cameras more than anyone can imagine. During the course of my career, I have met amazing people and worked with numerous talented directors. It was truly a one-of-a-kind experience and I will never forget it.
I truly want to thank everyone for the interest and love you have shown me, it was because of you I was able to turn my dreams into a long successful career.
I wish everyone a healthy and happy life. I love you.’”
“Three month ago, the actress revealed that she will be taking a break from acting to recharge. Her announcement of her break came to a surprise to her fans but nonetheless they accepted her decision. Kan Hayan has been acting since the age of five and during her career she has played numerous famous movies and dramas. Her management agency, RM Entertainment, revealed that they were unaware of the announcement but they respect her decision. ”
“There have been some rumors flying around about the actress possibly dating someone but nothing is confirmed,”
Kim Taehyung yawned and turned off the television. He looked down and was greeted with the beautiful scene of Hayan sleeping on his chest. “I am looking forward to the days of us,” Taehyung whispered as his hand moved down.
“I will take care of you,” he said and planted a gentle kiss on her head while his hand caressed Hayan’s baby bump.
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Chapter 24 - Confessions
24.2. Crushed Meterotie
It was finally time for the Meteor Festival! The Drama Club was busy preparing backstage to get everything and everyone ready for the night’s performance. While Kai and Legoshi fixed everything up on stage, Fudge helped with some last-minute fittings on costumes and Dom did the makeup for the actors and dancers. He was busy working wonders on Juno, who had a sudden request of change in her looks.
‘Juno is there something up?’ he asked curiously as he applied deep vermillion eyeshadow on Juno’s eyelids. ‘Is there a specific reason you wanted me to change your makeup right before the performance?’
Juno didn’t even hesitate with her response.
‘I may just be a stand-in, but I’m still the star of this performance’ she said confidently, as if she was ready to change the world. ‘And as the star, I should look more menacing, even if I’m a female. Don’t you agree, Dom?’
As the time passed, everybody got more excited and scared at the same time. With Louis’ disappearance, there was a certain uncertainty in the success of the performance. After all, Louis was cast as the main role – as usual. With him gone, there was only a very short time to find a replacement for him. On one hand, the members wouldn’t have been surprised for the play to flop. On the other hand, they didn’t want their time and effort to go to waste and promised to do their very best.
‘Ladies and gentlemen, the annual Meteor Festival performance of Cherryton Academy’s Drama Club will begin shortly. Please take your seats’ the members heard from outside as they were doing the last finishing touches.
‘Legoshi, you can go once you’re finished carrying those boxes’ Kai instructed Legoshi, while moving a relatively large and seemingly heavy box full of costumes and tools.
‘Why?’ Legoshi asked, flapping his ears in surprise.
‘Don’t start, okay? I can’t let you take care of the spotlights while one of your eyes is patched up!’
‘Sure you can, I don’t need to rest.’
‘Listen, there have been a lot going on lately and I don’t need more shit to deal with! And I’m not alone on this. Everyone feels the same!’ Kai reprimanded Legoshi with a harsh tone then left with his box to put it on top of a larger pile. Legoshi looked after him in silence.
‘He’s right, you know…’ Kibi stepped to him. We have a lot to worry about right now and the sudden disappearance of Louis doesn’t really help either. We can’t even get in contact with him or anything!’
Legoshi nodded understandingly and looked to the side in sorrow. He understood the difficulties of the other members and felt that in some way, he was responsible for Louis going missing. He missed him, too and wanted to talk to him. It was only at that moment he realized…
‘Wait, who’s Louis’ stand-in then!?’
‘That would be me’ Juno said, while appearing from behind the curtains of the dressing area.
Everyone was in absolute awe. The red velvet dress fitted her perfectly. Its gold accents ware shining brilliantly even in the dimmer light of the backstage and the zebra-print drape, which was to be used as a cape, was the icing on the cake. The costume’s headpiece was also marvelous: several green feathers tied together with red jewels at the bases and ends, holding a red veil behind Juno’s head. Dom’s work on her makeup was simply spectacular: deep vermillion eyeshadow on the eyelids and spread under and around the eyes, almost as a mask, with tiny red jewels dotted below each one, shining brightly.
‘Don’t worry guys, the performance will be a success for sure’ she said as she confidently walked in the circle of the others. She saw the initial shock on the others’ face. ‘I’ve made some slight changes to my costume and makeup. I hope you don’t mind.’
The other members were still unable to pick their jaws up from the floor. They simply couldn’t believe how incredible Juno looked.
‘Look, we only have about 5 minutes before the play starts but I want to talk to everyone before then’ she said. ‘There have been many troubling events lately and even Louis isn’t here with us today.’ she went silent for a moment, yet everyone let out a heavy sigh of sorrow, hoping for Louis to be alright. ‘But it’s for that very reason that we should join hands and give everyone the best performance they have ever seen!’ she continued while grabbing Legoshi’s hand – with a little force. ‘Maybe there will be a huge change from here on out, but still, if we all just have a good time dancing, I think that will be a success of its own. So let’s give it our all!’ her voice went bubbly by the end as she looked around in anticipation to boost the mood of the members. Everyone became extremely excited – Juno’s pep-talk was definitely effective.
‘So you’re Louis’ stand-in’ Legoshi said while stepping closer to Juno in private.
‘Yes, everyone thought that I was the best fit’ Juno replied with a wide smile on her face. She chuckled a little.
‘What?’ Legoshi asked.
‘Oh, it’s nothing. I just feel like I’m closer to your eyelevel thanks to these high heels.’ Her voice suddenly became serious – maybe a little too serious. ‘Look, I’m not going to dance with the mindset of being just a stand-in. It’s like I said, a new era will come where carnivores will be treated with respect.’
‘I feel like a huge change is about to happen’ Legoshi thought. ‘Whether that will be good or bad is purely subjective. But what I feel for Louis will never change…’
‘Good luck with the performance, I’ll be cheering you on!’ Legoshi blurted out suddenly at Juno, before he hastily left. Juno looked after him in silence then stepped to Kai.
‘Please do everything as I told you’ she said.
‘Leave it to me’ Kai replied with a smile and a wink.
Legoshi nervously walked outside, looking for Haru. He just remembered that he was supposed to tell her something very important – something, which involved Louis, Haru and even himself. Since the Gardening Club’s stand wasn’t too far from the main stage, he decided to go there and pay her a visit. When he got there, however, the only thing that greeted him was a sign, which read ‘I’ll return soon!’. Legoshi became nervous as he had no idea where to search for her. He began to walk around the park. Meanwhile, the play began.
I hope she didn’t get kidnapped again’ Legoshi thought. The crowd became increasingly larger, especially around the main stage. ‘It’s hard to trace her scent… Where is she?’ He kept walking around the crowd, taking deep breaths through her nose to catch even the slightest whiff of Haru’s scent but all was in vain. That was until a pure white hand suddenly tapped Legoshi on the nose.
‘Do you have a tissue in your nose again?’ It was Haru, who chuckled at her own joke. Legoshi crouched down.
‘Haru, thank Rex I finally found you!’ Legoshi said.
‘Took you long enough’ she kept chuckling. ‘I was promised a confession today, so…?’
‘Yeah, bout that… I think we should go someplace else. I don’t feel comfortable this crowd.’
But before Legoshi could stand up, a bright spotlight from the stage landed directly on them.
‘Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for watching our performance tonight.’ It was Juno, speaking from the stage with a microphone in her hand. ‘But before we leave, I would like to introduce all of you to another one of our members. He’s a male wolf who accomplished a very brave deed. He went looking for one of our kidnapped students all by himself and saved her with his life on the line. He acted with wonderful courage as a carnivore. Legoshi, please come up here!’
Legoshi and Haru were both speechless. The air froze around them and none of them could move. After a brief moment of awful silence and the uncomfortable feeling of all the eyes on them, Haru broke the silence.
‘Well, I guess you should go now…’ she said. ‘But I still expect that confession from you’ she smiled at Legoshi.
‘You got it’ he replied before he was forcefully pulled on stage by Kai.
Legoshi could barely keep up with the mongoose. The next thing he knew was that he was standing next to Juno, blinded by the reflectors pointing at him. He felt the hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at his direction, measuring him from top to bottom. He could hear the whispers from the crowd: ‘Who is he?’ ‘Is he also a Drama Club student?’ Juno looked at him in a way that almost translated to ‘You should have known that I would get what I want eventually.’ Legoshi looked back at her in worry, not knowing what was about to happen, than Juno lifted the microphone to her muzzle.
‘Everyone, please etch this scene into your memory!’ she began her speech. ‘The day before the festival, this wolf knew that his fellow schoolmate was kidnapped. He then spent the night risking his life to save her’ she continued as she grabbed Legoshi’s hand and raised it into the air. ‘Even despite the recent tragedies that have happened, I still want to show you that this is what a carnivore is really made of: tremendous strength, hidden potential and absolute splendor!’
Legoshi’s eyes rounded as he listened to the almost propagandistic speech.
‘No, you’re wrong!’ he thought. ‘I’ve seen it with my own eyes how terrifying the feral instincts of carnivores are! I know it myself… Their hidden potential shouldn’t be praised. There is not even a mite of splendor in it!’ Legoshi was snapped back by Juno who squeezed his hand.
‘Are you okay?’ she asked while smiling at Legoshi. ‘Follow my lead’ she continued before returning to her speech. Legoshi knew that his situation was dire. ‘Carnivores have an established desire to help herbivores whenever they’re in need. A simple feeling of sympathy. There’s evidence to back that up! That is, of course, the fact that he didn’t save her for his personal self-interest.’
Legoshi grew increasingly uncomfortable by the second. He was setting profusely while trying to at least appear somewhat calm and not just run away. It took every ounce of power and every fiber in his body to keep up his ‘disciplined dog’ act. In the crowd, Haru also sensed that there was something going on. She saw the changes of expressions on her friend’s face and realized how uncomfortable he was. His view, however, became blocked by the clapping hands of animals around her.
First, the carnivores began clapping, whose sharp claws created a unique melody in the air while being hit together. This, however, scared the herbivores who, in their attempt to drown out the sound, began clapping, too. This lead to an unintentional competition between the two groups with an increasing sound of the clapping, resulting in an ovation. Legoshi felt uncomfortable with the situation. Juno, however, was under the effect of ecstasy.
‘I’m so happy right now, Legoshi’ Juno said, lowering the microphone. ‘Ever since I was a pup, I have always wanted to make the world a better place… little by little. And this, I feel, was a huge step in the right direction. Don’t you agree?’
But before Legoshi could protest in disagreement, an African wild dog announced the beginning of the light ceremony. Slowly, couples of all shapes and sizes lined up in front of the Meteor, holding their candles. Juno ran up to it, as well, pulling Legoshi with her.
‘This is something that lovers do! We’ll be misunderstood!’ Legoshi said. ‘Besides, we’ll stand out too much!’
‘We won’t be misunderstood’ Juno replied while lighting a candle. ‘Don’t you understand? A carnivore’s strength can’t shine where there is no light. We need to support each other.’ She sent a hopeful look towards Legoshi, who in return, turned his head to the side. ‘When you’re off fighting society alone in the darkness, you’re the only one who suffers. You’ll be feared and hated and overwhelmed by your own strength. I don’t want to see you that way. Come to the light with me.’
The more Juno tried to seduce Legoshi and bend him around her fingers, the more uncomfortable he became. He looked at the huge, glowing orb and the many candles placed on its shelves. The sight gave him shivers. He didn’t want to place a candle on the meteor just because he was the same species as Juno. He didn’t want to enter the light – not because of Juno, but just in general. He preferred darkness, solemn and peace. He took a deep breath and turned to Juno.
‘Look, while your offer is something I should probably value more, I simply cannot bring myself to place a candle on the meteor with you’ he said. ‘I’d rather remain in the darkness where I know myself well. Being in the light is surreal to me and I don’t think I will ever be able to enter it.’
‘Oh, you’re just saying that!’ Juno tried to cut him off.
‘No, I really mean it. Look, lighting a candle without having a couple seems off to me by itself. But I wish that one day you’ll find someone worthy to place that candle on the meteor together with. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to leave.’
And with that, Legoshi left to look for Haru in the park, leaving Juno in the dust, holding her candle alone, in front of the meteor. She was baffled by Legoshi’s reaction. Did she push him too far, she wondered.
Legoshi spent a good few minutes searching for Haru in the park, again. This time, however, he had a much easier time tracking down her scent, since the crowds gathered at the meteor. He eventually found her near one of the oak trees, sitting on a bench. He walked up to her and sat sown.
‘Well, that was quite the show, don’t you think?’ Haru said. She didn’t sound upset but she was still worried for her friend.
‘Well... yeah…’ Legoshi replied. He was still uncomfortable from the speech.
‘So, how does it feel like to be famous?’ Haru chuckled.
‘I just hope everyone forgets about it soon! I feel so embarrassed!’
‘Well, I did see your face change a lot while you were up on the stage…’
‘I was thinking a lot during that speech. How she had the wrong idea about the strength and behavior of carnivores. We are nothing but trouble to herbivores…’
‘Hey, don’t say that! Yes, you might have scared me when you hunted me down, but you still saved me. It’s thanks to you that I1m alive! Maybe she got some details wrong, but you still have a lot of potential in you!’
Legoshi thought about what Haru said and eventually thanked her kind words with a smile.
‘Thank you’ he said. ‘But I still owe you the confession.’
‘Oh… Now that you mention it, you do’ Haru said.
‘Well, earlier when I tried to confess about my love, you kept interrupting me. I think that after the chat we had back at the hotel, it is safe to say you had the wrong idea.’ Haru nodded, paying close attention to Legoshi’s words. ‘What I wanted to say is that I love… I love…’
‘Hey, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to’ Haru reassured her friend. ‘It’s not like I want to force it out of you or anything.’
‘Thanks, but I think I got it. What I want to say is that… I love… Louis…’ Haru gasped a little in shock. ‘I know, I know…’ Legoshi continued. ‘And I hate myself for it because you two are probably dating. I hate to admit it but when I saw him caressing your cheek, I was green with envy. I wanted to switch places with you. I felt betrayed, but I had no right to feel that way because you two are probably in love, too… I just feel like an idiot…’ Legoshi teared up, and eventually, the drops rolled down his face, landing in his lap. Haru reached over to comfort him.
‘Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me this’ she said. ‘But now I think I owe you an apology.’
‘What for?’ Legoshi asked, sobbing.
‘Well, for making you feel so terrible. I also have a confession for you. You have the wrong idea about us. We’re not dating. We’re not even in love. Never have been.’
‘Then why did he act like that way?’ Legoshi asked, confused. Haru’s confession didn’t quite add up to him.
‘Well, it’s complicated and I don’t think I have the right to explain things to you’ Haru said. ‘What I do suggest though is telling him about how you feel. Maybe he’ll reject you, maybe he won’t. But there’s nothing to lose in telling him.’
Legoshi nodded in acceptance. He knew that Haru was right. He felt relieved after the conversation and got determined to tell Louis about his feelings, too, after his return.
‘Now that we both confessed, what do you say we go and light a candle together?’ Haru asked while smiling widely at Legoshi.
‘But only lovers can do that!’ Legoshi opposed the idea.
‘That’s not true. The most common belief is that lovers who place their candle together will have a lasting relationship, yes. But the light of the candle can also symbolize friendship. There’s no harm in doing so.’ Legoshi tilted his head as the new information slowly settled in his head.
‘Well then, let’s go!’ he said, giddy with anticipation. The two of them almost ran to the meteor to grab themselves a candle. Legoshi lit it and reached it out to Haru so she could grab it, too. Legoshi could feel stares from all sides, but he didn’t care. He was happy to commemorate his friendship with Haru in such a symbolic way. They placed the candle on the meteor, whose flame joined the dancing of the others. They watched their candle in silent happiness together.
What they didn’t know, however was that Juno had been there the whole time, watching over them. As she saw the two place their candle on the meteor, her heart wilted, and broke into a thousand pieces.
‘I’ll get you for myself! One way or another!’ she thought as she ran away crying.
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Do you have a tag for games you recommend? I'm always looking for new games and my experience with point and click or 90s computer games is sorely lacking.
💕My favorite question💕 I took one of my old posts and updated it, so here!
💕 Personal Favorite
💀 Scary Content
👧 Female Protagonist
✨ Important to the genre’s history
📚 Tricky for new players, look up controls or a walkthrough to get started
❕ Difficult
👿 Potential insensitive content
The Colonel’s Bequest (1989) $5.99 💕✨👧💀❕📚
“It is the year 1925, and the roaring '20s are well underway. As Laura Bow, young college student, you've been invited to visit the Colonel's isolated estate. Watch as the Colonel announces his intention to bequeath his millions to all present!”
The classic Sierra murder mystery game, developed by the mother of the genre Roberta Williams. Laura Bow is a sorely overlooked female protagonist. The game works by navigating Laura and typing in commands, kinda of tricky at first. Tons of game overs are a hallmark of a Sierra adventure game so save often! If you play the GOG.com version you get the benefit of autosaves. This game runs a timer, the events of the night will unfold with or without you so stay on your toes and keep moving! The game can be found for free here, but imo the $5.99 is worth it for the easy of access.
The Dagger of Amon-Ra (1992) $5.99 👧✨❕📚👿💀
“Laura Bow, intrepid heroine of The Colonel's Bequest, is back! This time she's trapped in a huge, imposing museum in the dead of night, surrounded by socialites, miscreants, thieves...and a cold, relentless murderer.“
Roberta Williams is back! Iconic game, iconic heroine. It’s still a Sierra game so like TCB there are tons of (iconic) game overs, so save often. Solving puzzles in this one gives me a great serotonin rush. Unfortunately, this game has some racism issues, particularly with the characters Lo Fat and Ramses. While an important game in the genre take it with a huge grain of salt and maybe turn of the (kind of awful) voice acting and enable text-only mode and you’ll avoid some awful accents.
Sam & Max: Hit the Road (1993) $5.99 💕✨
“Sam (a canine shamus) and Max (a hyperkinetic rabbity thing) are hot on the trail of a runaway carnival bigfoot across America’s quirky underbelly in this deranged animated adventure!“
Sam & Max are truly my favorite characters in all of fiction. I have the box art to this game as my phone case. I have Sam & Max action figures, a plush Max on my bed, a print edition of Sam & Max Freeland Police Special #1 framed on my wall. From comics, to games, to cartoons I love these guys. Sam & Max: Hit the Road is a classic of the Lucasarts adventure games. That being said, it’s the least user-friendly of the Sam & Max adventure games and the slowest. I still love it to bits and it’s important to the genre’s history imo.
Gabriel Knight: Sins of the Fathers (1993) $5.99 💕💀👿
“The adventure of Gabriel Knight starts with gathering materials for his new book, and ends up becoming a fight for his very soul. He must now face countless dangers in New Orleans, Africa and Germany, each bringing him ever closer to unraveling the mystery behind suspicious voodoo murders. Haunted by nightmares, he won't give up until he reveals the truth. “
Another Sierra game directed by a woman, Jane Jenson. Gabriel Knight, voiced by Tim Curry, is one of my favorite adventure game protagonists of all time. This game is scary and gory so enter at your own risk! I love the gameplay in this one, I love the narrator, I love the puzzles. But it seems Sierra games have some problems with the representation of minorities. The game is set in New Orleans and focuses on a voodoo cult. Which means consequently the game's major antagonists are all black. Unlike the Dagger of Amon Ra, Sins of the Fathers actually employed black actors to play black characters. There’s a lot to be said about the ways in which white media demonizes voodoo and those who practice it. If you play this one, remain critical. And for the love of god, don’t play the 20th anniversary version.
Day of the Tentacle: Remastered (1993/2016) $14.99 ✨👧❕
“Originally released by LucasArts in 1993 as a sequel to Ron Gilbert’s ground breaking Maniac Mansion, Day of the Tentacle is a mind-bending, time travel, cartoon puzzle adventure game in which three unlikely friends work together to prevent an evil mutated purple tentacle from taking over the world!“
Another classic LucasArts game! This was the first game co-headed by Tim Schaffer who would go on to make the outstanding Grim Fandango! This one is exceedingly wacky and the remastered version has made it more user-friendly than ever.
Toonstruck (1996) $9.99 💕
“Drew Blanc is a cartoon animator and the original creator of the Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show.. Drew's boss, Sam Schmaltz, sets him the task of designing more bunnies to co-star in the Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show by the next morning. However, the depressed animator soon nods off, suffering from acute artist's block. He wakes early the next morning to inexplicably find his television switched on, announcing the Fluffy Fluffy Bun Bun Show. Suddenly, Drew is mysteriously drawn into the television screen and transported to an idyllic two-dimensional cartoon world populated by his own creations, among many other cartoon characters.“
If you’re a fan of Who Framed Roger Rabbit? you’ll love this. Christopher Lloyd is Drew Blanc (ha) trying to save a cartoon world through inventory item puzzles. Truly wacky, zany, and ani-mainy. I played Toontown as a kid so I’m predisposed to like this one. This is also the only game with Full Motion Video I’m putting on the list because FMV games can be an acquired taste.
Grim Fandango (1996/2015) $14.99 💕✨
“Something's rotten in the land of the dead, and you're being played for a sucker. Meet Manny Calavera, travel agent at the Department of Death. He sells luxury packages to souls on their four-year journey to eternal rest. But there's trouble in paradise. Help Manny untangle himself from a conspiracy that threatens his very salvation.“
Yesssssssss! I LOVE Grim Fandango! The iconic game directed by Tim Schaffer has received the best remaster I’ve seen a point n’ click receive. I cannot recommend Grim Fandango enough! Stick with it through the forest section, trust me.
The Last Express (1997) $5.99 ❕ 📚
“Paris, 1914. The world is on the brink of war and this train could push it over the edge. You are Robert Cath, a young American urgently summoned by your old friend Tyler Whitney to join him aboard the Paris-Constantinople express, departing from the Gare de l'Est on July 24th. Arriving late, you discover something has gone terribly wrong. Now you must untangle a complex web of political intrigue, suspense, romance, and betrayal. Every move you make could bring you closer to the truth or your own demise. Bon voyage! “
Ooooh I love a murder on a train! This game features rotoscope animation, which I love. Like The Colonel’s Bequest this game runs in real time, meaning the events of the game will unfold with or without you, depending on where you are at what time you’ll receive different information or see/miss different events. Very replayable with several different outcomes.
Sam & Max Save the World (Remastered) $19.99 💕
“ Sam is a six-foot canine detective with a love of justice. Max is a hyperkinetic rabbity-thing with a taste for mayhem. Together, they're the Freelance Police. And they're about to save the world.”
Sam & Max Save the World, originally released in episodes from 2006-2008 has been remastered and looks AMAZING! After LucasArts was shut down their game devs formed Tell Tale Games and produced three seasons of Sam & Max sequel games, all of which are great. But TellTale was shut down (and screwed over their employees) in 2018. Since then some of their devs have formed Skunkape Games and are currently remastering all of Tell Tale’s Sam & Max series (I’m thrilled). They’ve also adjusted some aspects of the game to make the game more inclusive and less **offensive. So imo it’s worth it to wait for the release of the other seasons to experience Sam & Max in pristine condition. Save the World is the only season out now, but you can get the non-remastered versions of Beyond Time and Space, and In The Devil’s Playhouse, here and here.
**I should note the “offensive” material in the original is not as egregious as say, The Dagger of Amon-Ra, but it’s just a nice change to see especially in a game I hold dear.
Emerald City Confidential (2009) $9.99 👧
“Explore the underbelly of Oz as Emerald City's most cunning detective! As Petra, you'll be lured deep into mysteries involving new foes and familiar faces; Scarecrow, Lion, and Toto included! This is Oz as you've never seen it before! Solve the mystery and unravel a conspiracy of magic and intrigue! Follow a case through five chapters full of puzzles, witnesses, suspects, and allies in this twist on a timeless classic! “
We’re moving out of the 1990s now. Emerald City Confidential is the Wizard of Oz meets film noir. I played this as 13 year old and have revisited it as an adult and I still eat it up. Wadjet Eye makes consistently good adventure games so check this one out!
The Blackwell Series (2006) $14.99 💕👧
“Meet Rosangela Blackwell, an embittered writer who just found out that she is a medium and that it’s her mission, whether she likes it or not, to assist tormented spirits and investigate other supernatural goings-on. She is assisted by the sardonic Joey Mallone, a ghost from the 1930s.”
Another Wadjet Eye game! I’ve seen these games recommended amoungst the Clue Crew before and I’ll just throw my own endorsement on the pile. Yeah I’m in love with Joey Mallone. What about it?
The Charnel House Trilogy (2015) $5.99 👧💀
“Witness The Charnel House Trilogy, the chronicle of one fateful night aboard a train bound for Augur Peak. Three thrilling, horrifying adventure games in one, from the depths of the Sepulchre.”
Plays like Blackwell, has a Blackwell reference at the beginning, okay you got me. This is a good, if kinda short, game. It’s very creepy, involves murder and has some gore/violence so watch out! I’m still waiting on the sequel Owl Cave!
Thimbleweed Park (2017) $19.99 👧
“A haunted hotel, an abandoned circus, a burnt-out pillow factory, a dead body pixelating under the bridge, toilets that run on vacuum tubes... you’ve never visited a place like this before.“
Made by Ron Gilbert and Gary Winnick the creators of the classic games Maniac Mansion and Monkey Island Thimbleweed Park is a love letter to the classics of the point and click adventure genre. Features 5 different playable characters, ala Maniac Mansion, who and how many you play is up to you! This one also has stand alone DLCs!
Unavowed (2018) $14.99 👧
“ A demon possessed you one year ago. Since that day, you unwillingly tore a trail of bloodshed through New York City. Your salvation comes in the form of the Unavowed – an ancient society dedicated to stopping evil.”
Okay I haven’t actually played this one, but I want to. Its a Wadjet Eye so you know it’s good. From the reviews I’ve seen this is the Blackwell Series meets Dragon Age. A point and click that incorporates RPG elements, I love that.
I also have a love of the more, strange, and unusual adventure games that I can't necessarily recommend with good conscience. So if you want bizarre 90s and early 2000s games of dubious quality hit me up.
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the one ~ machine gun kelly
word count: 1294
request?: yes
“Song #21 with mgk????”
description: colson finds himself truly in love for the very first time and isn’t sure what to do to make sure he doesn’t mess this one up
pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader
warnings: swearing, mainly fluffy but there’s a little steam
based off of this song
if you’d like to check out my song prompt list thing that i’m doing click here!
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Colson watched as his girlfriend fucked around on stage with his boys during the soundcheck. (Y/N) was by no means the first of Colson’s girlfriends (or “girl friends”) to join the guys on tour, but she was certainly the first to really get along with the guys. Most of them would either just be attached to Colson, or would opt to stay in the tour bus or hotel room.
(Y/N) was just...different. In a good way, a great way even. She got along with his friends, his family, and most importantly, with Casie. (Y/N) treated Casie like she was her own daughter, and Casie adored (Y/N), which made Colson all the more sure that (Y/N) was someone special.
He had never felt this way about anyone before. All of his past relationships just felt like hookups, and most of them were. With (Y/N), he felt like he was truly happy, and truly in love, which was very new to him.
Colson stood and approached (Y/N), throwing his arms around her when her back was to him. Shocked by the action, (Y/N) stumbled a little and giggled.
“Excuse me, sir,” Rook said in a dumb accent. “Please do not hurt our star, we need her for the show.”
“Our star, huh?” Colson questioned.
“Sorry babe, I’m stealing your show from you,” (Y/N) told him.
“There’s worse people to steal my show I guess,” Colson teased and kissed her cheek. “I might steal the star away to our hotel room, if that’s okay with her obviously very devoted band.”
“Wear protection is all we ask,” Baze told them. “We don’t need any mini Kells running around. Casie is enough.”
Colson flipped him off before wrapping an arm around his girl’s shoulder. She waved goodbye to the guys before following Colson to the car around the back of the arena.
The drive back to the hotel was the exact opposite of silent. (Y/N) had almost immediately stolen the aux cord and was playing her music at full blast, scream-singing the words to everything that came on. Every so often, Colson knew a song that would come on and would join in with the singing. Most the drive he was just smiling at his girlfriend, whether she noticed or not.
It was little things like this that made Colson know that he was in love with her. The moments where they were goofing off, or they were alone together doing anything. Where Colson didn’t feel like he had to be MGK, he could just be himself. She made him feel so free, like there was nothing to worry about in the world.
When they arrived back to their hotel room, (Y/N) collapsed onto the bed. The look she gave Colson turned him on, and made him wish he could strip her of her clothes as fast as possible. However, there was something he wanted to discuss before their newest tradition of “a pre-show fuck”.
He got on top of (Y/N), hovering over her on his arms. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to meet her lips. The kiss was immediately passionate and all thoughts were gone from Colson’s head. He cradled her head in his hands, lowering himself just enough to press their bodies together. He wanted her like crazy, and he knew she wanted him as well. But he pulled away from her before they could go any further.
“What’s wrong, baby?” she asked. “You feeling tired? We can wait, you can get some rest. I know you’ll probably be up super late tonight, you need your rest.”
God, this woman! Colson thought. How the fuck is she real, and how the fuck is she mine?!
“It’s not that,” he told her. “Although, I may need to rest before the show. The guys want to go out to an after party when it’s all over. No. I just wanted to talk to you about something.”
Her eyes widened then, fearing the worst. Colson took her into his arms, hugging her tightly. “No! It’s nothing like that! I’d be the biggest fucking idiot if I let you go.”
(Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah, you would be. I’m pretty great.”
Colson laughed. “You’re more than pretty great. You’re amazing. You’re the most amazing person I think I’ve ever met.”
“Stop it, you make me blush,” she said, playfully pushing her boyfriend.
“I mean it,” Colson said, taking (Y/N)’s hands in his. “You’re absolutely fucking amazing. You’re honestly the best person I’ve ever been with romantically. You care about me, like the actual me and not the rapper or the actor me.”
(Y/N) smiled through the tears that were starting to form in her eyes. “Because I do care about you. You’re a real person, you’re not just a famous rapper. It sucks that you’ve gone through that where people are just using you and whatnot.”
“You seem to be one of the only people who thinks so,” Colson shrugged, although he felt much stronger on the topic than he was letting on. “But this isn’t about that. Not just about that anyways.”
“You’re getting awful affectionate tonight, babe,” (Y/N) pointed out. “What’s up?”
“I’ve just been thinking lately is all,” Colson responded. “I’ve been thinking about you, about us, about how happy you make me. This relationship is the realest one I’ve had since before I blew up, and I’m honest to God so fucking in love with you. Everything means nothing if I can’t have you, babe.”
(Y/N) tilted her head like a confused puppy, although there was still a smile on her face. "I love you so much, too, but what does all this mean baby?”
Colson was holding her hands so tightly she flinched a moment, causing him to loosen his grip. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his breathing, and asked, “Do you...want to spend the rest of your life with me?”
(Y/N)’s eyes widened. For a moment she was sure she had heard him wrong. But when she realized he was looking at her expectantly, and as nervous as she felt, she accepted that it wasn’t a misheard question.
“Are you...asking me to marry you?” she asked him.
Colson nodded. His throat suddenly felt dry and he felt like he couldn’t speak. “I don’t have a ring or anything, but I’ll get one when I can. I just know that I think you’re the one for me, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and I know you’re someone special. I’ve always known you were someone special.” He paused, trying to read (Y/N)’s facial expression. “So...what do you say babe?”
(Y/N) took a moment to process the question, then a wide smile grew on her face. She wrapped her arms around Colson, lunging at him with such a force that she knocked him over. She straddled him, kissing him deeply and passionately, not wanting to let go.
Colson pushed her away just enough to ask, “Is that a yes?”
“That’s a fuck yes,” (Y/N) responded. “Also, I take back what I said about taking a nap earlier. You absolutely have to fuck me first, it’s the rules of being engaged.”
Colson smirked, flipping them over so that he was on top again. “I guess I can sacrifice a little sleep then.”
Then he passionately kissed his fiancée, and began to undress her, the two of them in such a state of happy bliss that they never wanted to leave the warmth of each other’s arms.
God this was kinda shitty I’m so sorry.
#machine gun kelly#machine gun kelly imagine#machine gun kelly x reader#colson baker#colson baker imagine#colson baker x reader#mgk#mgk imagine#estxx#imagine#imagine request#request#song imagine#song request#shawn mendes#one shot
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Top 10 Films of 2020: Part One
2020 was a rough year for a lot of reasons, but even more rough due to the lack of an existent film industry for over half of the year. Sure, there are small productions happening and movies being released on VOD, as well as some in theatres, but so many great films were pushed back this year—movies I was excited to possibly have on my top ten. Minari, Promising Young Woman, Zola, The Green Knight, Saint Maud. Okay most of those are A24 releases but A24 literally released next to none of their slate for this year and it’s one of the most disappointing things to happen in the entertainment industry in my opinion.
Alas, I still found cinema through streaming, paying $20 for a VOD rental, and those amazing $1.80 rentals from Redbox (remember when they were only a dollar? because I do). And honestly? It was probably the hardest time curating a top ten that I’ve had in a long time; with so much just available through the internet and owning every single popular streaming service, it was both impossible to watch everything I wanted but also since I watched a lot of what i wanted, I ended up loving most of it. For a year that was so dismal in every other way possible, the films that were released ended up being a shining light more often than not. Of course, like every other year, a lot of hot garbage came out too, but that isn’t the focus of this—the great, amazing, can’t believe these are real films.
So let’s start from number ten. This was my first and only $20 rental this year, starring a man who I personally admire: Pete Davidson.
10. The King Of Staten Island, directed by Judd Apatow and written by Judd Apatow, Pete Davidson, and Dave Sirus.
Judd Apatow is one of the first directors who I watched religiously, and hearing that he was doing a film with Pete Davidson that was essentially based on Davidson’s life meant that I knew I’d have to watch it. Scott, played by Davidson, is a twenty-something with no direct path in life; he lives with his mother, his sister is going off to college—something he never attempted—and he has no real career. His father died in a large building structure fire, much like Davidson’s actual father, a firefighter who passed away while responding to the twin towers during 9/11. Scott is emotionally a wreck, plagued with depression and anxiety, a chronic weed smoker, and dreams of being a tattoo artist that he practices by tattooing his group of rag-tag friends, but none of the tattoos are very great.
The thing about an Apatow film is they border the line between comedy and drama very well, kind of a complicated little dance. But, King of Staten Island is very much a drama more than a comedy. Bill Burr plays Ray, the father of a kid that Scott tattoos earlier on in the film. Ray comes stomping up to Scott’s mother’s house, and Margie, played by Marissa Tomei, opens the door. It’s essentially love at first sight. She hasn’t dated since Scott’s father passed, and to make matters worse, Ray is also a firefighter. This complicates emotions for Scott, as he loves his mother but also doesn’t know how to deal with the feeling that his mother is finally moving on and may face heartbreak again.
Davidson puts it all on the table in this film. It’s poignant and realistic; at the start, Scott is driving down the highway and closes his eyes, way longer than you should. It sets the tone from the start that this man isn’t okay, but also he’s scared of dying because as soon as he opens his eyes again and sees he may be about to crash, he quickly panics and readjusts his wheel. This struck a chord with me as most people know that Davidson has struggled with suicidal thoughts in the past. It’s a beautiful film that memorializes both how much Davidson’s father meant to him, but also the cycles of grief and trauma that last throughout your life.
9: Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn), directed by Cathy Yan and written by Christina Hodson.
Suicide Squad is one of the worst movies I’ve ever seen period, fact. Birds of Prey is one of the best movies I’ve ever seen period, fact. I never, ever, ever thought I’d see a day where a DC movie was in my top ten, but this year anything is possible. Birds of Prey is a display of feminism, badassery, and all around perfection. You jump right into the story, hearing Margot Robbie’s classic Harley Quinn voice laid over an animation showing what we missed in her life so far, which means you don’t have to have any previous knowledge of the other films. Birds of Prey is meant to stand alone from any other movie preceding this one, and that’s just part of why it’s so great.
This film knows not to take itself too seriously. Margot Robbie is a dream as Harley Quinn, using just the right amount of playfulness to put a little edge on her, while also maintaining the manic-panic-pixie-dream-girl effect. Perhaps the best scene is when Harley goes and purchases the perfect egg breakfast sandwich, and then she drops it, causing a dramatic slow motion effect that proves she really does love that sandwich more than anything in the world. Or her realistic apartment, nothing truly fancy, just a little hole in the wall above a rundown Chinese restaurant. But then she has an amazing ensemble of other women actors around her, which are what really uplift her performance.
The funhouse fight scene at the end may be the best in superhero movie history. I mean, I guess, is Harley Quinn really a superhero? She’s kind of the anti-hero, which is what makes her so great. She’s somebody who isn’t even close to perfect but she still succeeds and tries to help and uplift the other women on her team. There’s just something special about this movie that made me smile and laugh the entire time. It’s a reminder that it’s okay to have fun every once in a while.
8: The Assistant, directed and written by Kitty Green.
For those who don’t know, I work as an assistant during the day for a small business here in Vermont. The work is mundane but it’s a job that’s giving me experience for the future. In The Assistant, Jane, played by Julia Garner, is an assistant to a “powerful entertainment mogul.” She gets lunch, answers phones, is the first one into the office, the last one out of the office, finds herself overshadowed by her male counterparts and getting the majority of the “grunt” work, and becomes more and more aware of what’s really going on at this office throughout a day in her life.
What’s interesting about this film is nothing is ever seen; everything Jane starts to feel is just based on intuition. Her boss is tricky, finding ways to keep his abuse of women out of the public eye, out of the eye of any female employees. This is obviously in response to #MeToo, Times Up, and the Harvey Weinstein news from the last few years, and it works surprisingly well as a film that just unnerves you and gets under your skin.
The reality of assault in the film industry is that until it’s widely public and known, nobody is going to know about it. You can report it to your company, to other women, to other men, to anybody, and nobody will take you seriously until they either experience it themselves or know somebody else who has. The Assistant hits the ball out of the park with the ending, even if it doesn’t give a vindictive satisfaction to viewers, because it’s simply the truth of the matter.
7: Tenet, directed and written by Christopher Nolan.
I really don’t know what to say about this one. It’s really controversial to like it but I absolutely LOVED this movie, it’s pure fucking vibes. A lot of people are cinema purists, which I am not, and will never claim to be, which was a huge deal with this film. Personally, this works way better at home than it ever would in a theater. It’s slightly long, the sound mixing makes it so it can be hard to hear dialogue over loud noises and the score, and it’s the type of movie you may have to rewind a few times.
My partner and I watched this in 4K Ultra HD with subtitles on, and let me tell you, it was amazing. Everything about the acting, the diversity in the film, the fact that Nolan literally has a character say “Don’t try to understand it, just experience it”???? VIBES. That’s all I can say about it. Plus, Elizabeth Debicki plays an actual badass who stands against her abuser and that enough is five stars. A tall queen standing up against her short joker—absolute feminism.
Sure, no character gets any development, but is that seriously necessary for every film? It’s an action flick about time and space and none of it makes sense and you can’t force it to. Why does everything need to make sense in a time where we are literally living through a pandemic? Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the experience of Tenet. It’s more fun when you don’t take it seriously.
6: The Devil All The Time, directed by Antonio Campos and written by Antonio Campos, Donald Ray Pollock, and Paulo Campos.
I never read the book this was based on, but this film made me want to. I love a film where multiple plot lines converge into one central story and this one did it so well, all with the same theme surrounding every single character: the guilt of sin and how no matter how much you think you can save yourself, you can’t truly save yourself. I’m not a huge fan of Tom Holland, but he shines as Arvin from beginning to end. Pattinson brings a creepy southern preacher to life with an accent that he will never be able to match again. Keough gives a performance you can only sympathize with as you know she’s being manipulated the entire time. Every character in this is corrupt in their own way but some in worse ways than others.
I don’t know how much to say about this one without spoiling it, either, because the core of this film is on the characters and what leads to their untimely ends, because pretty much everybody ends up dead. It’s grim and dark but it’s so beautiful and tells the story in a way that keeps you interested throughout the entire run time. It surprised me but there’s never truly been a Robert Pattinson starring movie that I’ve hated, so am I really surprised? I’m a TwiHard at heart even at age 22.
#birds of prey#harley quinn#the devil all the time#robert pattinson#tenet#christopher nolan#the assistant#julia garner#pete davidson#judd apatow#cathy yan#antonio campos#the king of staten island#john david washington#kitty green#top ten#film#cinema#reviews#film review
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I’m abouta go on a rant about a Mad’s movie I haven’t even watched and zone out for a few paragraphs
Hear me out I know I haven’t watched this movie, but I’ve heard so much about it that I have to get it off my chest. It’s called Chaos Walking. I’ve heard a lot of trash about this movie from three people. Mostly two. Two have reviewed this movie online and one is my friend. They all said it’s not good. My friend even said it wasn’t good. I want to watch this movie but I also don’t want to watch it. I want to watch it because of Mads and to make fun of it, but at the same time, it feels tiring to watch. One of the main characters sound annoying and I straight up can’t deal with annoying characters that we’re supposed to route for. It’s the female character, Viola.
There are two instances that have annoyed me. I’m sorry if I explain them poorly, I have a dumb memory. The first one is around ether the beginning or the middle. Basically Tom Holland (I forgot his name) and Viola are outside in the middle of the woods. They’re hungry or something like that and Tom’s like, “Ey, let me hunt that Spackle for food” and Viola’s like, “Okay cool”. Keep this in mind. So Tom kills the monster and they eat it. Then a few scenes later, Tom is chasing after a Spackle and Viola stops him. She’s like, “How dare you try and kill it! What are you doing?!”. BITCH YOU JUST ATE ONE OF THEM. Then there’s this one scene and this one I am absolutely sure happened. Basically, they’re in this room talking about some shit and Viola asks Tom about his parents. He says that he only has his dad or something like that, and then his mind thoughts says that his mom died. Now, this sounds a bit of an annoying thing for him to do, but, you have to keep in mind that his character can’t control his mind thoughts. In the beginning of the movie, they show that when he finds out that Viola is alive and he goes into his town and accidentally thinks that, which alerts the entire town. This is just an example for context as to why his character did that. Anyway, so Viola hears this from him and, instead of being understanding, she’s like, “My parents died too you know and I’m not crying about it!”, or some shit like that. First off… FUCK OFF… That’s like going to someone’s funeral with a bunch of mourning people hanging around and going, “Oh boo hoo! My grandmother died too so stop crying!”. I think they’re trying to show her as a tough girl, but she just looks like an asshole. I’m not routing for this character, I just want Mayor Prentiss to shoot her already and get this shit over with.
Speaking of which… the mayor’s plan makes no sense. So his first plan when he meets the girl was basically, “Ey, let’s send a message to the bitches in space or whatever to not come here”. You know if they get any sort of message from earth, even if it says not to come down here, THEY’RE GOING TO COME DOWN HERE. Then after talking to Viola, the Mayor is like, “You know what? Get them bitches down here so we can get into their ship and take over!”. How? How? You can’t just go in there and kill all the bitches and that’s it! There’s also this one part at the end that somewhat angers me. So basically, Tom’s on the ground, around the edge of falling off the thing, while the Mayor has his gun pointed to Tom. Then Tom uses his mind thoughts to create a image of his dead mom behind the Mayor, who for some reason panics and doesn’t think to shoot Tom, then falls off the cliff. First, how did Tom know that the Mayor killed his mom? They never explained who his mom was killed by, or never eluded to it being the Mayor who did it. Second, why is the Mayor so scared of the mom? He has killed so many women before, what’s with the shock? Hell, what would happen if he didn’t know who Tom’s mom was? That would be very awkward for the both of them and would result in Tom’s death. Third, I already brought this up, why didn’t he shoot Tom? He knows that mind images exist right? They showed this a earlier in the film twice. Tom creating the image of a snake with his mind and his other father creating the image of Viola to trick the hunters/men. The ending isn’t good to say the least.
Also, this isn’t a big thing but… what is Nick Jonas doing here? I’m sorry, what is he doing here? Am I imaging this? Did I accidentally stumble upon someone’s weird fanfiction come to life? Nick plays as the son of the Mayor, which for some reason is just funny to me. I’m just imagining like a serious scene and then Nick just ruins it with his singing and Mads is just there like, “I’ve raised a disappointment”. Anyway, Nick’s character, I think (I could be wrong), is supposed to be the asshole character who’s like that because he’s the son of the mayor or something like that, idk. I haven’t watched the movie as you could tell.
Anyway, movie not good, I want sleep. Now, enough of me ranting, let me just say…
Mads’s fucking fluffy coat I can’t-
I love it I just can’t- I know he’s supposed to be the big bad guy because of his Danish accent, that scares Americans for some reason, the big scar on his face, and the fact that he murdered a bunch of bitches, but… that coat tho. If bad why fluffy? I don’t know if his acting is good. I usually adore his acting, but I’m not sure about movies like these. Idk what I just said, I don’t know ether. I’ve heard from one of the reviewers that he was pretty good in the movie. Though… I don’t know. I’ll just say that he was good, because I’m biased and because he’s our boi.
I’m thinking about taking screenshots of Mads from the movie, but at the same time I want watch the movie do understand the scenes I’m talking about. But I don’t want to deal with the bullshit that’ll come my way while watching this garbage. I’ve watched so many shitty movies recently, from Steven Seagull to Bruce Willis to John Cusack (even though I still respect him as a actor). I just want to watch a good movie that I can just sit and enjoy it for what it’s trying to tell, show, and be. I don’t care if I have to read subtitles to understand the words they’re saying, even though I do need some caffeine before watching these movies just so I don’t accidentally zone out and miss everything they’re saying. I’m just tired of shitty movies. I need at least a few more weeks before jumping back into the hell hole again. This is my reason why I don’t want to watch this. Also because I just watched a bland movie last weekend, that being Clash of the Titians. I won’t be talking about that. I’m tired of my own shit. Anyway, I’ll think on it and see if I want to do it. Later, I’m gonna go fuck myself because I don’t know how to
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Things I want to see more of:
• Guys who have interests and personalities that don’t match up with traditional masculinity who are straight
• LGBTQIA+ rep that doesn’t fit into stereotypes
• LGBTQIA+ rep that is treated just as naturally as a straight person/relationship would be
• Male friendships that are strong and emotional and healthy, and stay as friendships
• Male friendships between an LGBTQIA+ male and a straight male that are strong and emotional and healthy, and don’t involve one-sided romance
• Ace and Aro representation, together and separately
• Bisexuals who would never even think of cheating on their S.O.
• Disabled characters whose storylines don’t revolve around their disability
• Lesbian representation that isn’t all about sex
• wlw representation in teenagers
• Healthy poly relationships that don’t involve a breakup storyline
• Romance novels and movies from the guy’s perspective that are healthy and not creepy or sexist
• Non-binary characters existing in peace
• Trans characters played by trans actors
• Bisexual/lesbian relationships
• Ace relationships where the Ace person never has sex and the other person is okay with that
• Ace relationships where the Ace person, of their own accord and because they want to, have sex with their partner
• Introverts who are still introverted at the end of the story
• Aro rep that stays Aro
• Ace rep that stays Ace
• Teenagers playing teenagers in movies and TV
• Women who have personalities and develop, no matter what stereotypes they may play into
• Girls who are feminine and who happen to fit into society’s view being potrayed as smart and kind (or even as mean or strong or blunt or anything, literally any personality trait) instead of being the popular girl who follows every trend because she has no identity
• Girls who like pink but it doesn’t define their personality
• Straight guys who like pink
• LGBTQIA+ allies who wear pride merch
• LGBTQIA+ allies who don’t really care if people think they’re gay
• Fashionable boys
• Girls who don’t wear makeup and don’t feel the need to
• Girls who don’t wear makeup even though there’s pressure for them to
• Girls who are insecure about their looks but realize their looks don’t define them
• Girls with body hair
• Interracial relationships with no drama centering around it being interracial
• Interracial LGBTQIA+ relationships
• Characters with Tourette’s who don’t swear all the time (or maybe even ever)
• Characters with a neurological disorder that don’t get diagnosed for a while because their symptoms aren’t as noticeable
• Characters with a neurological disorder that was never officially diagnosed
• Autistic characters who are fleshed out and don’t fit into stereotypes
• Autistic characters who fall in love
• Deaf characters who only use sign language and can’t lip read well
• Mute characters
• Parent/child relationships that are healthy and full of love
• POC in roles that combat their stereotypes
• Characters who speak many languages
• POC in the fantasy genre
• Historical dramas featuring LGBTQIA+, POC, disabled, mentally ill, etc. characters
• Realistic sibling dynamics
• Realistic portrayal of teenage relationships (I.e. not sexualized but also not acting like high schoolers only ever hold hands or smth)
• Potrayals of emotionally abusive relationships that seem okay at first
• Men being abused by their female partners and it being taken seriously
• Characters from the South who are liberal
• Characters from Appalachia who are intelligent and rich with personality, yet still have their accent and way of life
• Female spies and assassins who get what they want without seducing men
• (But also: Female spies and assassins who seduce women instead)
• Media where the main cast is all POC
• Middle Eastern representation that doesn’t fit into stereotypes or imply they are evil or terrorists
• Muslim characters who aren’t potrayed as evil
• Muslim girls who wear hijabs in media
• Media where the white guy is the villain
• Indian characters who don’t fit into stereotypes
• Characters from West Asia
• Black female characters who don’t play into stereotypes
• Black male characters who wouldn’t hurt a fly
• Black characters as doctors, lawyers, politicians, mayors, presidents, royalty, etc.
• Vegitarian/vegan characters who aren’t potrayed as annoying and who respect the lifestyles of others
• Villains who have tragic backstories, but are held accountable for their actions
• Stories without a villain
• Nerd girl x hot popular dude but they both have personalities that go beyond their stereotypes and the nerd girl never gets a transformation scene
• Nerd/jock dynamics, platonic and romantic, straight and gay
• Conventially attractive guy with a personality x girl who isn’t conventially attractive and also has a personality
• Characters getting called out on their privilege and realizing their mistakes
• Women who save their S.O.
• Giggles during confessions and kisses
• Men who confess in cheesy, awkward ways
• Men who confess to a woman and are rejected, but move on and stay friends with the woman
• LGBTQIA+ characters who confess to someone also LGBTQIA+ and are rejected, then move on and stay friends with that person AND have an actual relationship with someone else later
• Women who confess to men, ask them out, take the lead in the relationship
• Characters not forgiving someone who hurt them, even if they have become a better person, because they are still hurting
• Characters in abusive relationships who break up — later they meet up again and the abusive one has changed into a better person, but they don’t get back together
• Relationships (platonic or romantic) in which both characters treat each other badly and both are called out for it
• Characters with last trauma getting better but still having their trauma affect them in small ways
• Characters with PTSD being potrayed accurately
• Sociopaths and psychopaths being potrayed accurately and not as killers
• Characters with learning disabilities who are still intelligent
• Characters who are intelligent but have a hard time expressing it
• Characters with ADHD who still have personality and are potrayed accurately and are fleshed out
• Characters with OCD who potray lesser-known parts of OCD
• Characters who have triggers (not just triggers like guns or smth either, like a certain smell or the taste of a certain kind of bread or green socks or smth set them off)
• Characters who smoke but quit
• Characters who turn to drugs but find healthier ways to cope
• Poor characters spending money on themselves once in a while
• Depressed characters who are less creative when they’re more depressed or off meds
• Characters with anxiety who stay anxious but still overcome their fears
• Characters who take medicine and pills taking them and getting better
• Doctors who ignore problems being called out
• Characters being on their periods and it not being treated as a joke
• Characters who get injured and face a long path of recovery, but it isn’t the main storyline
• Characters with scars still being seen as beautiful, and not just to their love interest
• Aro characters who aren’t completely disgusted by love
• Characters who don’t want children but still are kind to them
• Couples getting married and never having children
• Adoption being normalized in media
• Characters who fit into more than one box (e.g. she’s a musical lover who also draws, and loves math, or he plays basketball but wants to be a politician)
• Nerdy men who don’t get the girl and are okay with it
• Nerdy men who respect women
• Nerdy women who are beautiful
• Nerd characters who don’t gatekeep when another character mentions they like the thing they’re nerdy about
• Male/male presenting characters who wear makeup
• Male/male presenting characters who wear makeup and are straight
• Characters being investigated by police who are innocent but still use their rights (don’t let the police search their house, don’t talk during the interrogation w/o a lawyer present, etc.)
• A man and a woman who dislike/hate each other still not liking each other by the end of the story (or, they’re friends in the end but not in love)
• Exes who are still friends and don’t get back together
• Exes who live together and don’t get back together
• A group of friends living together
• Characters who eagerly learn about a new culture and respectfully join in on an activity
• Single characters who stay single
• Characters who question their sexuality
• Characters who don’t use labels and just do what they want to do
• Twink/twink dynamics but they’re still both developed, multi-faceted characters
• Bear/bear dynamics but they’re still both developed, multi-faceted characters
• Twink/bear dynamics but they’re still both developed, multi-faceted characters and neither of them are referred to or act like the “male or female of the relationship”
• Butch/butch dynamics but they’re still both developed, multi-faceted characters
• Femme/femme but they’re still both developed, multi-faceted characters
• Femme/butch dynamics but they’re still both developed, multi-faceted characters and neither of them are referred to or act like the “male or female of the relationship”
• Love triangles that end in polyamory
• Love triangles that end in gay
• Love triangles that end in no couples at all
• Pedophilia being called out and punished
• A storyline that features grooming and punishes it
• LGBTQIA+ POC characters
• Medical dramas that are medically accurate and aren’t all about sex
• Characters will moles on their faces not being described as ugly
• Characters with big noses not being described as ugly
• Characters or different religions who practice their religion and celebrate their holidays in the story
• Stories about indigenous people
• Characters who aren’t conventionally attractive who aren’t defined by that and are still respected and loved
• Characters with tattoos that are just normal people and not part of a gang or smth
• Characters who change an opinion that has long defined them because of something they see, experience, or realize
• Teenage characters who don’t have much free time
• Teenage characters who have to ask permission before they go out and do things
• Black characters with natural hair
• Characters with dyed hair that are still very professional
• Stories that pass the Bechdel test
• LGBTQIA+ couples with kids, adopted or conceived with their genes or bodies
• Trans Female/Trans Male relationships
• Gay men and lesbian women in relationships with trans males and trans females respectively
• Stories that take place in modern day Africa, South America, Central America...
• Characters who are strong but not in skinny yet muscular way
• Overweight characters who are healthy that love their bodies
• Overweight characters who love their bodies but aren’t healthy and who try to treat their bodies better
• Overweight characters that love their bodies, period.
• Skinny characters who aren’t healthy and try to treat their bodies better
• Characters with realistically proportioned bodies
• Characters with freckles
• Female veteran characters
• Characters who are ignorant to their privilege and learn better
• Characters who are ignorant to their privilege despite trying not to be that learn better
• Christian characters who aren’t racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, etc.
• Feminist characters who are men
• Female feminist characters who still fit into many traditional roles
• Female feminist characters who are empowered in other ways than sexually
• Men who are called out on objectifying women and change their behavior (and, if called out by a woman, who don’t get with the woman that called them out!)
• Characters with brown eyes having their eyes complimented and spoken poetically about
• Realistic female armor
• Elderly characters learning from young characters
• Romance for elderly and past middle aged characters
• Stories about older characters that aren’t about sickness or crazy mid-life crises
• Couples with children who divorce but stay friends and raise the children
• Divorce storylines that aren’t 100% angst and have a happy ending other than the parents getting back together
• Male characters who cry and aren’t viewed as less of a man for it
• Male characters who express their emotions healthily
• Characters who learn to express their emotions healthily
• Female characters who are strong and empowered yet still cry and have emotions
• Child characters that act like actual children
• High school dramas with actual high school drama
• Superhero movies and comics with female leads
• Groups of friends with a 50/50 f/m ratio
• Guy characters who are friends with lots of girls and see them as sisters
• Girl characters who are friends with lots of guys and see them as brothers
• Sisters protecting brothers
• Wives/girlfriends protecting husbands/boyfriends
• Femme characters protecting butch characters
• Twink characters protecting bear characters
• Traditonally feminine characters (female or male) who are still strong and can kick ass
• Feminine female/female presenting characters who don’t shave
• Male/male presenting characters in skirts and dresses
That’s all I can think of off the top of my head... definitely didn’t get everything or include everyone, so please add on if you think of more!!
And please, if I said anything problematic by accident, tell me!! Anything I said I wanted to see more of that featured a group I’m not a part of was based off things I’ve seen and heard people in those groups discuss. If I said anything that played into negative stereotypes or just doesn’t sound right, please do tell me. The point of this post is to be positive and fresh, not to say anything discriminatory or offensive. If I said anything that wasn’t my place to say, also please tell me. Anything problematic will be removed from the post.
If there’s anything you want me to explain why I want it, feel free to ask ^^
Edit: changed “ftm” and “mtf” to “trans males” and “trans females”.
#my post#long post#representation#lgbt#lgbtqia+#poc#mental health#disabled#mentally ill#adhd#ocd#tourrettes#feminism#anti terf#anti toxic masculinity#lgbtq#gay#aromantic#aro#arospec#ace#asexual#asexuality#aspec#autism#bisexual#bisexuality#polyamory#positivity#tropes
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