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Manners and publicity

So I saw some Armys on the bird app scolding people for not behaving like a “true” Army. And that’s fine, we a diverse bunch with different ideas. You can do whatever you want on your social media. I can block you if I want to. I don’t usually though. But sometimes, some of them come across as acting like they know it all and are the end-all/be-all/perfect fans because they hold this set of “rules” over everyone on how to behave as BTS fans. And then they get up on Twitter and show their ass berate others for not following these “strict” rules. Maybe I’m too sensitive, I don’t know...but they don’t seem to see the big picture sometimes.

I know BigHit has published some requests and guidelines that they’d like us to follow. It puts the onus on us to behave well. And we should do our best to just be polite regardless of the situation.

I agree there are certain things people should not do because it is hella impolite, dangerous or a direct invasion of their privacy, its icky and gross. That behavior is crossing lines of decent society and being an empathetic human being. Searching for and following an airline flight is one of those things. Just seems questionable, unless you have a friend/family member you need to pick up at the airport, or just like looking at those billions of tiny airplane icons on that map... If you are tracking the flight for the purpose of following a celebrity so you can harass and take a picture of said celebrity, that’s straight up stalker bitch.

In one of the instances I’m speaking about, it seems the people were more worried about how the world perceives Army in general, as screaming fangirls. There IS a large portion of Armys who ARE screaming fangirls...nothing wrong with that. Most of Army were screaming fangirls (and boys) at first. If you are at a BTS concert and don’t turn into a screaming fangirl (or boy) when they are on that stage what is wrong with you? Are you even living?

They are scolding those who chose to gather outside the White House and recite the fan chant and telling everyone to not be like that...but those crowds are visible evidence of BTS’s impact that the world needs to see, even if it’s not the kind of thing some people want others to see. Its is more likely those gathered at the White House were locals who felt compelled to be as close to BTS as possible, maybe this was the closest they think they will ever be to them. Maybe they were tourists who were also Army and felt very lucky to happen to be in DC at the same time as BTS and just wanted to feel like a participant in the historical event! Yes a lot of them looked young! So what?! Army is all ages, all ethnicities, all backgrounds! 

Seeing all these things shows the world the amount of attention on BTS and what they do and say. It’s all part of the publicity circus. The organizers of BTS’s appearance at the White House WANT the world to see the amount of attention. It’s all part of the game which is OUTSIDE the realm of why they even exist as BTS, which is to bring their music to the world. So many eyes were on BTS who ARE NOT ARMY and never will be. But now they know who BTS is. And therefore are more likely aware of WHY BTS was at the White House in the first place. WIN WIN!

Also, on any given day, there’s always a crowd of people there, it’s a huge fenced in compound armed to the teeth with armed security and is also a tourist destination. It was good to see people there for a positive event and not holding protest signs and being all confrontational and divisive and shit. Stop wrecking our KUMBAYA dammit!

In the world of celebrity in general, there are people looking for the publicity/exposure even if it’s negative because at least their name is out there on people’s minds. It is a way to gain exposure/notoriety/popularity. Just like “click-baiting” and “clout chasers” on social media. They do anything for clicks and likes...

I’m not saying that is something BTS wants or needs. Definitely not. Of course they don’t want negative publicity at this point, but it is unavoidable and they’ve had their share already but it was just an example that people who are looking for it will take any publicity. It is already too much when certain groups of “fans” create the negativity out of nothing. Staring directly at you solo stans.

There was also someone on Twitter scolding another person who got excited that they spotted BTS golfing in their backyard, recorded a short video and posted it on Twitter with much glee. They were standing in their own home and realized they had world superstars rolling around in golf carts 100 meters away outside and they wanted to record it to prove how lucky they were. How did that harm BTS? Leave that poor person alone. Let them have their thrilling moment and move on.  Be glad they were so lucky and fortunate to even notice what was going on. How hard is that? Granted, I hope no one with ill-intention figures out exactly where that person’s home is though and tries to do something stupid.

And then there were those screaming foul when the crowds at Incheon were huge and things got chaotic.

Y’all need to take into consideration how the entire country of Korea feels about BTS’s appearance in Washington, DC. IT WAS A BIG DEAL TO THEM! So they showed up at the airport to cheer and welcome home their pride and joy! And yes it turned into total chaos, as huge crowds tend to do. I see Kookie’s eye smile:

And also those who think BigHit/HYBE has some say so over how an international airport conducts their security. Bottom line is, BTS are still private citizens, even though with a lot of celebrity cache. They are not government officials. Granted, HYBE could have had more of their own hired security present upon BTS’s arrival back to Korea, but I think this was one of those cases when the size of the crowd took everyone by surprise. Army was enraged but everyone survived. Maybe it is time they invest in a private jet. It’s just very expensive to maintain though. 

So that being said, the intense scrutiny and focus on them really helps to further their causes so any talk about the spectacle of huge crowds gathering at the airport or outside the White House during their appearance just all adds to the overall publicity of the event.

I know times are changing and what is acceptable in general behavior towards celebrities is changing. I do not know everything either. I just have a point of view colored by my life’s experience and what I know about my own American celebrity culture.

All that being said, I do think it is good that the ones I am calling “rule-makers” take time to remind us to check our behavior. Because some people have no chill or self-control. It’s good to remind ourselves we have boundaries and that BTS are human beings who deserve to be respected the same as we would.

Please, if you have other points of view, let’s talk about it, I am genuinely interested in seeing what others have to say about this.

#Armys who are holier than thou #get off your high horse #we all need to think before we act #if not for anything but our own safety #anyway #Park Jimin

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You Can't Save Them All Prologue

Attack on Titan Modern Detective AU Hange Zoe x Fem! Reader Series Masterlist

Synopsis: Hange and the rest of the BAU take on the case of Y/n L/n, an international superstar who is being plagued with a relentless stalker.

Prologue

"I like when you get mad"

Hange Zoe scrambled into the conference room where her coworkers awaited her arrival. The entire Behavioral Analysis Unit has been chattering and gossiping about the latest case revolving around the international superstar Y/n L/n. Hange, knowing nothing about the woman, was absolutely clueless as to why everyone was making such a big fuss over things, but she figured she would be briefed for hours on this girl by the unit supervisor Erwin Smith, so there was no need to do any outside research just yet.

As Hange entered the room and took her seat, Erwin sent her a curt nod and began the meeting.

"I'm sure everyone is familiar with the case that we have been given so let's dive right into it. Y/n L/n, lead singer in the band 'Corruption at its Finest' has been dealing with a stalker recently. Unlike any ordinary case, this case is to be handled at top-level security because of the status of this celebrity which is why we were brought in instead of the local police force," Erwin begins.

Hange looks at the image on the projector and sees the h/c female who looks to be in her early twenties. As Hange looked through the folder with all of the images for facial recognition, she noticed a few things. The dark circles under her eyes that were poorly concealed, the lack of a smile in any of the pictures, and the cold dead look in her eyes. Just looking at the pictures sent a shiver down her spine.

What the hell happened to her that made her seem so lifeless?

"I can't believe I'm going to get a chance to meet her. I've been a fan of her since I was in middle school!" Armin Arlert, the technical analyst exchanged conversation with Historia Reiss, the communication and media liaison.

Historia smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically, obviously agreeing with Armin's statement.

Eren Yeager, a rookie field agent fresh out of training, rolled his eyes at the two.

"Are you guys seriously fangirling over her? She literally looks brain dead in most of these pictures. A drug addict if I've ever seen one. The only reason she isn't labeled as one is because of her status," Eren scoffed.

Hange listened carefully between the exchanged that the other agents had and realized she had no idea who this superstar was.

"I'm sorry but, I've never heard any of her music," Hange retorts sheepishly.

Armin and Historia's eyes widened at Hange's lack of knowledge of the superstar and Eren rolled his eyes yet again. Mikasa shot an apologetic smile to Hange as if she knew what was going to happen next.

"Come on four-eyes, you're telling me you've never heard of her? Even I have and I just switched to a smartphone from a blackberry a few months ago," Levi chides, making Hange laugh.

Armin and Historia rush over to Hange and Historia pulls out her phone.

"You have to listen to her songs! She's literally amazing. There's a reason she's been nominated for a Grammy every year since her debut in high school," Historia explains.

Hange looks at the contents on Historia's phone and sees a music video being pulled up.

"The goodbyes are getting old, Next time you can go ahead and go I'm tired of begging you to love me"

Hange notes the restraints on the young girl in the video and takes note of the minimal visual effects which adds to the eeriness of the song.

"Why do I cry to sleep? Goodness gracious I'm replaceable You say that I'm too crazy. I guess you were right I guess you were right"

"Well this girl is obviously facing some unresolved trauma. Maybe from a past relationship? We can start there. If her songs are a direct representation of her feelings, then there's evidence of obvious gaslighting and emotional manipulation. Whoever was the influence behind this song could possibly be our lead," Hange interjects when Historia pauses the video.

"That's a good connection Zoe," Erwin remarks.

"Well we have a lot of exes to sort through. She previously dated the bassist in her band Jean Kirstein, and there's an on and off platonic relationship with her best Ymir Fritz. Those are the most recent ones but they started dating after this song came out," Armin chided.

"I can't believe you guys are whipped for this woman and you haven't even met her," Eren scoffed.

Hange quirked an eyebrow at Eren's foul mood, but eventually brushed it off.

"Well I think it's very interesting and I think the better we understand how she became the girl we see in the pictures from today, the easier we can establish a connection between her and the stalker. It could be someone close to her," Hange retorts.

Levi gives Hange a knowing look.

"I understand you want to help her, but this is strictly for the case shitty glasses. Don't go getting attached to her with your hero complex. We don't have the time nor resources to save every overworked celebrity that develops a drug addiction," Levi says.

"I'm not trying to save her! I'm just interested," Hange defends.

Erwin notes the exchange between the two and nods his head, agreeing with Levi.

"Just remember Hange, this case comes first and personal feelings come after. You can't save them all, especially when they don't want to be saved," Erwin says.

A/N I'm actually really excited for this fic! It's the shortest one so the chapters will be a lot longer than the rest. I can't wait for you guys to read the finished product!

#attack on titan #aot #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader #snk #snk x reader #hange zoe #hange x reader #hange zoe x reader #eren jaeger #eren x reader #mikasa ackerman #mikasa ackerman x reader #armin arlert #armin x reader #levi ackerman #levi x reader #jean x reader #sasha x reader #reiner x reader #erwin smith #pieck #pieck x reader #annie leonhardt x reader #bertholt hoover #connie springer #connie x reader #anime

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#OneNETnewsEXCLUSIVE: Friday Night Funkin's Newest Modified Game introduces with a Suspected Yandere illegally crucifies to His Girlfriend during a Rap Battle

BROOKLYN, NEW YORK -- A modified gaming in fictional characters of Friday Night Funkin' (FNF) was gone viral but controversial on Social Media and the YouTubers almost slightly worldwide. The original game was started as a demo to Newgrounds by November 2020, while the modifications either in original or referenced fictional characters like Sasha Waybright from Amphibia as an example are permitted legally in-game within the coming several months this year of 2021.

For those if you're wondering for what does this game about... It's a weekly one-on-one rhythmic rap battle game to compete against a level-based opponent, most likely a villain until the Boss Finale individually within 3 songs every Friday night, as moderated with a song referee and monitoring with his Girlfriend named Cherry (not an actual real name). The first player was named by Keith a.k.a. Boyfriend (which is also not a real name) must use the arrow keys using your local keyboard on your Window's PC. It's free to play and open-sourced which is a better reminiscent of Dance Dance Revolution.

Currently, the newest Original Character (OC) from a teenager Yandere suspect was named by "Sky" and it's made by a game creator known as BBPanzu. Here's the gameplay walkthrough at the dubbing in-game:

In a phone interview with a Yandere suspect (Sky) told exclusively to OneNETnews, she was discovered a handsome new boyfriend and fangirling him on foot by soon-to-be a love date as a stalker like Keith but... Sky founds out that Cherry seeks a relationship issue in jealousy and she was committedly planned to murder her, crucified her or frankly both of them by force if later rejected unnoticed. She releases her 3 new songs this week against Keith alone as a main antagonist herself.

During her controversial battle with a new single as a same name title herself adds, Sky was heartbroken'd and rejected by offering a love date to Keith. Cherry notices a right-of-way concern relationship during a rap battle, while her feelings with Keith looks really fine smoothly.

Much unfortunately, Cherry has decided publicly to get married; leaving only for Sky gets a total friendzone'd and defeated regularly.

Sky has no choice for a revenge in preparing her final song of the boss called "Manifest" after she was transformed into an evil side of Yandere role to herself and allegedly kidnaps to Cherry with the illegal crucifixion using a wood board background and a wooden nail for their hands (in substituted for a sign of the Jesus cross) without requiring an attempted murder.

As the final song slightly comes to a close, right after a confrontation rap battle with evil Sky... She is unforgiven to Cherry at the moment and commits to kill via the illegal crucifixion in a death sentence, which is resulted for a serious violation under a Revised Penal Code in the Philippines after from this sentence of Reclusion Perpetua and even thus a 3rd prayer line was broked by the Apostles' Creed rule saying, "Who suffered under a Pontius Pilate, it was crucified, died, and was buried".

Keith's girlfriend (Cherry) was partially died on the scene just a few hours ago, after a "Manifest" song was ended in an empty void to darkness for nothing. They lived together sadly by force between Sky and Keith with a simple kiss to herself.

Our Research Team of OneNETnews tries to seek the originated and exact location between the BBPanzu & GameBanana but, the information was denied in our E-Mail interview. The Catholic Bishops' Conference of the Philippines (CBCP), Catholic Media Network (CMN), St. Catherine de Alexandria Parish in Dumaguete City and the Federal Bureau of Investigation in America (FBI) have criticized the illegal crucifixion for a modified in-game to Sky of Friday Night Funkin' (FNF). BBPanzu is taking down his own modified game a few to several weeks later due to a massive negative drama, shipping wars and controversies on Social Media and most of the YouTubers.

Sky will be detained at a nearest Police Detention Office in New York or California upon for booking into custody to 2 violated charges for a life imprisonment. Immediately afterwards during a punishment, expect a love counseling at anytime LIVE via Zoom like Bro. Jun Banaag on a radio programme of DZMM-IR's TeleRadyo Manila known as the Dr. Love Radio Show on weekend afternoons (Manila local time) to Sky alone. An early retirement into her rap battle is just a single drop of corrupted love with a microphone away to jail.

You can get a full game of Friday Night Funkin' (FNF) in a most compatible consoles and/or PCs nearest you, coming this 2022 onwards.

ANIMATED SCREENGRAB COURTESY from: Hornstromp Toons & Kiffy

SOURCE: *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWC0SMjJMVA [FNF Finale - Manifest Battle (Animated by Kiffy)] *http://web.archive.org/web/20210424063049/https://gamebanana.com/mods/44555 *https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/funkin/friday-night-funkin-the-full-ass-game/posts/3194758 *https://fridaynightfunkin.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000033950 [Referenced Opinion by BlueberryDaCat] *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apostles%27_Creed#Text *https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/funkin/friday-night-funkin-the-full-ass-game/posts/3194758

HONEST DISCLAIMER: The views and opinions expressed from this news article are not those from the GameBanana Co. Inc., Newgrounds Inc. & Kickstarter PBC. This yandere suspect like Sky does not be imitated in any matter. Furthermore, the assumptions of this news article will not state, intervene or reflect those of our Radyo Patrol reporters. The players, station, management, interwebs and the network. Thanks for reading, stay safe and may the Celestia blesses you. Later!

-- OneNETnews Team

#international news #brooklyn #new york #police report #sky #friday night funkin #fnf #keith #cherry #jesus #i believe in god #apostles creed #church #love #controversy #controversial #jealousy

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MALEC FIC REC POST, vol.3

vol. 1

vol.2 

Media AU

Society Rules by @Tiger_Tiger_Burning_Bright [it is apparently based on films i’ve never heard of - The Philadelphia Story / High Society - which does not make it any less entertaining. malec are childhood friends, who had a falling out 5 years ago, and now Magnus is back from London to interrupt Lightwood wedding, aka the social event of the season]

Making my way to you by @asharee_arie [woah, what was that??? is the correct answer “a perfect fanfic”?? what a muthafuckin delight, where has this gem been hiding this whole time??? i was on the floor, rolling around and squealing like a newborn piglet. Intended as some kind of Office AU, this piece does not necessarily follow the outline, but who cares, when the story, and characters, and author’s style are all that perf??? i am in luv]

Mistletoe and Margaritas by @nevermetawolf [this is legendary, and i mean, muthafuckin epic - Office AU so authentic you’d feel it in yo old bones... author calls it a crack fic, although it was anything but!!! major must read for those, who’s ever loved office, allllllll the kudos]

Once Upon a Time in the Clouds by @Fatale (femme) [one of my all-time fav authors, every time i come by a piece i have not read yet, is like a huge YAY, what a talent. so this piece is an AU of something called “sky high”, which i have no idea about, but luved it nevertheless, Alec is born to a family of Supers, and is going to school for children with superpowers, but he himself is yet to manifest any.]

Quite Magical by @lorenzobane [Hogwarts AU, and what an adorable thing it was! granted, i’ve never actually read any of HP books, this was such a delight though... alec is bad at potions, and magnus has to tutor him *wink*]

Chef AU

the way to a chef’s heart by @lecrit [okay, the GIANT SMILE one’s face acquires when one finds out there is a new lecrit fic ≧◠‿◠≦ ≧◠‿◠≦ ≧◠‿◠≦ was reading it, and legitimately squealing like a feral piglet all the way through, cause i fucking luv every single word this woman writes, is like a tiny endorphin explosions in my brain. i know am a hopeless fangirl, but i’ll die on this hill. the way she gets malec, and every variation of them in her works just makes me go (❁´◡`❁) every. single. time.]

kids in the kitchen by @perpetual_journey [cuteness personified, malec are both chefs, and magnus is a single father of max and rafe, and go and read ittttttttt, its that soft content we all need in our lives sometimes]

Knives at the Ready by @harrysglasses [restaurant AU, that is supposed to be a malec rendition of Burnt (am guessing it’s a movie...?), and what a sweet treat it was! i liked author’s style, this is the kind of smooth, unproblematic content one would require to take repose from all the heart-clenching longing i’ve been reading lately... delightful piece to ease thy soul]

Single Parent AU

I Knew From the First Time by @KlaineJane [emmm, excuse you, dear author, who gave you the right to use Rafe and Max to get to my heart, and be generally so fucking cute??? Alec is a single dad of both rascals, that has a meeting with the High Warlock of Brooklyn, and Chairman meets new friends]

And Then I Met You by @everydayfandom [malec are single parents of max and rafe respectively, and alec gets called in to school about the accident max was involved in...who doesn’t luv them some gud ol’ sweet piece of kidfic? those are like a soothing baths for your soul, and lightwood-bane kids are incapable of being anything less than extremely adorable in any interpretation, so]

College AU

Don’t say goodnight by @alistoney [this the kinda lighthearted content i am always here for - College AU]

One year and a bottle of whiskey by @CryptidBane [yassssss, yet another version of the College AU, but with malec as both clueless and pining professors, this type of fic i can read endlessly]

All is Fair in Love and War by @LadyOxymoron [aaaaaaaa, what was this adorableness *major heart-eyes* what a piece, mashallah, college professors AU, where magnus is new in town, and malec is engaging in an elaborate prank war, which, undoubtedly, is nothing more than a prolonged foreplay (c), what a gem]

Canon Divergence

oh, i’ve waited for you by @manticoremoons [so, the fic is happening a little bit further in a timeline, than the books or the series, and Alec is around 30, and... married to Lydia. i know, i know, it almost stopped me from proceeding, and boi am i glad it hasn’t completely, cause it is a damn good piece!]

Hey There Demons, It’s Me (Your Dream Boyfriend) by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion [how many recs of this author can i make, without being deemed obsessed? cause y’all should go and read every single thing they wrote, stat. this adorableness is outta this world, literally - magnus’ summoning went sideways, and the loft ends up populated with the teenage ghost-demon, who is very clearly enamored with alexander... all kinds of fluff ensue]

Something Else verse by @CryptidBane (Impetus) [maybe it’s my fever talking, but i am such a sucker for memory loss AUs, and SH fandom has the richest canon base for those, yay! this time, it’s an AU verse after 3x10: rather than asking for his magic, Asmodeus curses magnus by taking away memories from everyone who’s ever loved him, in exchange for freeing jace from lilith’s thrall... oh, what a beautiful and delicious angst ensues]

Home by @otppurefuckingmagic [waaaaaaaaat... *sits with her mouth open* how did you....? how did he...? damnnnnnnnnn you authors in this fandom, stop being so talented!!!! this is uncannily brilliant]

I’ll hold on until you’re home by @alistoney [how dare you sir, right in the feels... the missing scene in the midst of 3x18/3x19, when magnus realizes what his idiot of a boyfriend has done, and confronts him about the Asmodeus deal]

First time for everything by @nebulein [“Nowhere in a Shadowhunters’ job description does it read ‘must look adorable while infatuated with the local High Warlock’.” - series of firsts written with such tenderness and adoration for characters, that it warms your heart while reading, - it shows how much the author cares for them. it is not finished, but whatever has already been written, is gold]

Fake dating AU

The Great Repression by @CryptidBane (Impetus) [although it might not be exactly my regular cup of tea, i still appreciate this author’s style so damn much, and the way they do malec dynamic overall, so it’s here. magnus is a camboy, and alec is hired to protect him from a stalker]

Friends to lovers

Family is Family by @hexicity [my brains are fried by the covid, so any coherent rec would be unlikely right about now, but the softness of this <333 alec sees an ad about a free room, and when he moves in, he finds way more, than he bargained for... gave me a bit of a “happy, shiny people everywhere” vibe, and that’s an automatic rec in my books, so]

Spinning Around In Circles by @lemonoclefox [my fav friends to lovers/mutual pining trope, here you are, and what a pretty pretty wrapper are you wearing - absolutely amazing interpretation of a trope, that seems to has been done to death, and yet here i am, never able to get enough of it <3]

If it walks like a duck by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion [this. i was reading this. and after every single word. all i wanted to do was get down on one knee and propose to this person. i dunno who the hell you is, but.... how did you do this? it was... another level of fanfiction.]

Neighbors AU

Meow 17:1 Love Thy Neighbor by @high-warlock-of-brooklyn [again, not a fan of drabbles, but who could resist such softness??? Neighbors AU, where Chairman takes some lessons he learnt from “Parent trap” to heart, and alec is a stumbling mess, but he gets shit done, kudossssssss]

Various AU mix

Solid courage by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion [how goddamn CUTE was dat???? answer - the cutest. mashallah people in this fandom can write]

Paper Love by @thealmostrhetoricalquestion [it would not be an exaggeration to admit i thoroughly fell in love with this author’s style, i mean, all and every version of their malec is all kinds of awesome. this one is no exception - catarina works in the library, and malec have to take madzie out to a coffee shop, cause their obnoxious flirting is too loud for the quaint environment of catarina’s workplace.... it’s tiny and so so sooooooo sweet]

make no bones by @ohfreckle [yaaaaaaaaay, what a cutie, tiny preciousness about magnus having an awful day and taking it out on a no-good useless building super, simply delightful]

Freud is a Dick by @sanctuary_for_all [Alec works in IT firm, and accidentally sends someone else’s dick pick to his boss, whom he has a crush on... do i need to say more]

shadows in moonlight by @kaeg [damnnnnnn, son, that was a ride!! something exquisitely soulful, tender and so, so poetic... young malec meet in summer vacation home, and it will take your breath away in the best way possible... warning, it is unfinished, but whatever was written, is absolute preciousness]

For the Love of the Game by @TicklemyPickle [Hockey AU, where malec were childhood friends, but had a falling out, and were not in touch for the last 7 years, until magnus gets traded in to alec’s team... i was somewhat unsure about reccing this, as some of the choices author made regarding their dynamic did not exactly resonate with me, but decided to go on, because, god as my witness, one thing this world definitely needs more of - is malec Hockey AUs, word upppp]

Love Is A Gamble by @la-muerta [i myself do not completely understand, why has it taken me so long to get to the “The importance of elsewhere” author’s most famous piece, but i finally have, it was amazeballs, like, the world-building...? off the charts. the language, the moral struggle, what a gem. alec is a grumpy and surely sheriff *duh!!!* of a tiny town, and magnus strolls in being all... well, magnus-y, and opens a gambling house, the potential!!! anyway, i highly doubt this piece needs recs, so imma zip it]

@ohprongs [this author has too many tiny pieces i like to name them individually, but as far as reccing goes, they should def be mentioned here for their effortless, seamless style, and clear love for the characters in all interpretations, that simply shines through all and any AUs they choose to put malec in]

special mention:

@theleftboobgrabber [i wasn’t aware that at this stage it was still possible to come by someone like this. the author, who’s style would impress me so. that unbelievably glorious Mafia AU, absolutely delightful and literally perfect My mama don’t like you series, and something that went straight to my top-5 - MI6 AU ohhhhh, that MI6 AU... i have no coherent words to express the depths of my appreciation, this is unbelievable fucking talent for writing malec]

#malec #malec fic rec #malec fic #shadowhunters fic rec #shadowhunters

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BetaBooks Experience

So, you heard of BetaBooks? 

It’s a program for beta reading your book. As you may know, I write books, it’s a thing, not my profession or anything, it’s actually quite expensive and addictive and perhaps beginning to be a problem (I am joking) but it’s definitely a thing I do. 

And one of the important steps to getting a book out there, is beta reading. 

For my first book I gave pdfs to some and printed (like on A4 printer paper, nothing cool) copies to others. The pdfs got barely any comments, just a general opinion at the end. That was still very helpful! I’ve said it before on many platforms, but I’ll say it again, hearing the first beta reader, who read the whole thing in two days, fangirling over the characters and world had me nearly in tears and motivated me to keep going much further than I probably would have without it. 

And my grandmother was an English teacher, so she really helped with grammar and spelling! 

But I want to take this seriously. So I knew I wanted a bigger more varied group for my second book. So, I’m using BetaBooks to help. And here are a couple of things I’ve noticed. 

PROS 

-Being able to filter feedback. You can filter by user, chapter and marks. You can also search keywords. This is really cool because you could go say to chapter 2 and see everybody’s feedback. Or perhaps there’s one person who’s feedback isn’t relative to this chapter (for whatever reason), you can get rid of that. 

It’s definitely a comfortable feature that helps. 

-I find inline commenting really useful. Browsing my chapter and seeing the highlighted text that informs you of a comment, hovering over it and seeing who’s it is and what it is. It just works really well for me. It helps me to understand what’s going on. 

-Reader directory. Basically a place where you can browse through beta readers, read what they’re into and whatnot and send them a preview and synopsis of your book. I currently have two beta readers from this option. It’s a useful feature. (Editing Hannah here, although I do have two beta readers from this option, neither of them have actually started reading so perhaps this feature isn’t as useful as I thought). 

CONS 

-So, with your own comments or notes you can mark them as unmarked, ignore, consider, to-do, done or keep. This is really useful. However, I can’t mark the comments that my betas have added with this same tags. Which would be really useful! But no, I can’t do that... 

-I can’t respond to inline comments. Instead you have to reply via an end of the chapter discussion. Not a big deal with most beta readers of mine who don’t comment too much, but I have one who will leave like 72 comments on a chapter (he is the most amazing beta reader one could ever dream off), but it’d be nice to respond to individual comments so that things are easier to understand without me having to first specify which comment I’m referring to before, responding. 

-This isn’t a big deal but I do find it super annoying, so, on your track readers page, it shows you what chapter a reader is on and which version of that chapter. It’s a useful feature because it also shows how many comments they did on that chapter and some other stuff. But bellow that is the list of your readers, and it includes the last time they connected. Why do I need to know this? I don’t. And I don’t care. I’d rather they remove it. Not because I feel like a stalker just by having this information, but because it’s not even correct. I was so confused when someone had last been connected the day before I actually sent out invites to beta readers. 

I think it looks a the local timezone of the reader. But because I of course don’t know what timezone everybody lives in, it’s absolute useless information. Other than the fact that one of my readers either went to bed really late or got up really early to read this book. I know what it’s like to get stuck in a fantasy world while reading but I hope you get some more sleep. 

-It gives me the option to do questionnaires, useful, right? Except, it’s just another block of text just like every other chapter. And people can respond in the same way. So this feature is... literally useless. Maybe it doesn’t count towards the word count of your book? It’s the only thing I can imagine this being useful for. 

-It limits you to 20 readers per book. Which is a lot. But if like me you’re a new author, you don’t really have a reliable team and although I have some amazing readers, most have accepted the invitation but not actually read anything, meaning the slot is taken up but I don’t get feedback. This is something you should probably consider if like me you’re new. 

I know the cons list seems bigger. That’s because it’s easier to talk about the problems and the things I wish were better. Despite this, I do think beta books is working well for me. Especially in-line commenting, I just love reading through a chapter and hovering over text to see people’s reactions. It’s also way more comfortable to send out an invitation than to send emails and stuff. 

Also, I’m beta reading another person’s book right now and I can say that the user experience on an ipad is good as both a writer and reader! 

As usual,  check out my socials and book here.

Have you ever done beta reading? As an author or a reader? How was your experience? 

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[killian-whump]

COLIN DREAM! :D

Okay, so this was a really long, really detailed and totally WILD dream, full of lots of celebrities (both real and completely nonsensical) and I was even a bit of a celebrity myself :D I’m only going to write up the parts about Colin and anything that’s required to help you understand those parts, because this beast of a dream was LONG and weird. For example, I spent a big portion of the dream dating Bruce Willis, who eventually proposed, but said “Will you marry me, Jeff?” and I was like *record scratch* “My name’s not Jeff. But THIS GUY’s name sure is!” and I pulled Jeff Goldblum, like, out of nowhere and then Bruce was like, “He’s perfect!” and they ran off together. I mean, just remember, this whole thing is a product of your pal KW’s subconscious mind. It’s probably best not to ask too many questions... I know *I* don’t...

Okay! So necessary background. The dream was taking place at what was essentially a County Fair of some kind. I was a minor local celebrity, mostly because I had a tiny bit role in something that got me associated with Brucie Poo (I kept calling him that? I dunno, don’t question it). I also had a stalker of sorts, who showed up periodically, claiming she was me and causing trouble. Also, there were some... size issues. Like, sometimes everyone was the same size, but then there’d be these windows of time where everyone morphed into different sizes based on how popular/famous they were.

So I knew Colin was at the fair, but I didn’t see him anywhere. He was listed as being an attendee, but there weren’t any events listed with him in it, so I figured he was just attending as a “normal person” and not as a “star” and someone just decided to add him to the attendee list to take advantage of his presence. But, you know, I was everywhere at this fair, sticking my nose in everything, lol, as one tends to do when it’s one’s own dream and they’re basically the star of it. So, of course, I found that rapscallion...

HE WAS LITERALLY WORKING ONE OF THE BOOTHS. Wtf, Colin. Why are you like this, even in our dreams??? It was a music/memorabilia stand, so he was selling vintage LPs and CDs and photos/posters of celebrities - mostly musicians. And he’d lightened his hair to a medium brown, and was clean-shaven and kinda styled his hair a bit different, so for some reason I thought he was “lying low” or something. So I was at the booth and he came ‘round and I was like, *quiet, conspiratorial voice* “Hi, Colin” and he was like, *equally quiet, conspiratorial voice* “Hi” and that was all, but he was ringing people up and, like, singing under his breath, kinda absent-mindedly, and he was just so chill and relaxed and had such a warm vibe, I was just... soaking it all in like a big, grinning idiot. I think I might’ve spooked him though, because he eventually skedaddled to the back of the booth, where I noticed HELEN was at, as well, and I was like “ahhhh precious Holin in my dream, I am blessed” (I tend to always be semi-lucid in my dreams, so I often know it’s all a dream).

Anyway, so while Colin was busy working literally hiding back there, I perused the wares a bit and found some EPs of The Enemies that nobody knew about, and Colin was on the liner art of them and I was like, “Oh, I better buy these...” and I was looking for more of them, because I didn’t want to miss any of them, but they weren’t filed correctly. Someone had put them in the B section - some alphabetized under “Band, The” and some sorted under “Boys, The” and it took me a minute, but then I was like, “COLIN, NO. COLIN, WHY DID YOU DO THIS. COLIIIIIIIN. You’re the only one here who calls them “the boys” or “the band” - like, you have to alphabetize them by their actual name, what, why are you like this, I love you so much” and I was almost crying, because it was so hilarious and adorable and I literally could not handle it, because it was such a Colin thing to do T_T

So then this totally super Irish fellow comes up to me, and he’s like, “Can I help you?” and I was like, “Wellllllll, I’m kinda just hanging around, because I was hoping to get to properly meet Colin and maybe get an autograph.” and the guy was like, “Oh! Oh, you’re a fan of our Col! Okay, alright, we all thought you might be a nutter...” and he was like, “Lemme go tell him.” and meanwhile, I’m here thinking, “I mean, all of Colin’s fans are basically nutters, so you weren’t wrong... but, you know, we’re good, well-meaning nutters...”

So I wait for someone to come back. Either the Irish guy or Colin. And I wait. And I wait. And somewhere in the midst of this, everyone reverted to their “fame” size and I got super big and everyone working the booth and shopping at the booth stayed small, and I was like, “Oh, good, now I can easily find Coli- Where the fuck did Colin go?” And I’ve got my magnifying glass and I’m like, “OH MY GOD, you’re kidding me, Colin, why are you still tiny?! You’re WAY bigger than I am!” and he’s like, “No, no, I’m just a normal guy” and I’m like “YOU’RE FUCKING RIDICULOUS, IS WHAT YOU ARE.” And then I felt bad for literally spying on him with a magnifying glass, so I put it away and I was just stood there, shaking my head, because WHY IS HE LIKE THIS?!

Then everything’s back to the same size again, and I’m perusing the wares some more. Suddenly, there’s Colin on a stage, and he’s introducing some band-I-don’t-know to come onto the stage, and he says “There’s a fan of mine here that I’d like to recognize...” and then he invited me on the stage to introduce the band, and just as I open my mouth to do so, my stalker suddenly does it instead, and nobody even noticed it wasn’t actually me. I was pissed, but I didn’t want to ruin Colin’s nice gesture with a scene, so I just... frowned, but let it slide. Besides, at least my stalker knew who the band was. But then Colin inerrupts the band and the song they’re playing and he’s like, “WAIT. Something’s wrong here. I wanted to let [my name was Angela in the dream - as part of my semi-lucidity, I’m often “role-playing” as people who are somehow me, but also Not Me, because it’s fun to be different people :)] do this, but someone jumped in and did it for her. So since that didn’t work... How about I sing a song I just wrote for her?”

AND I’M LIKE, OH MY GOD, WHY DON’T YOU T_T

And he starts singing this ridiculously adorable song all about ME and how awesome I am, and I’m like “I better remember EVERY detail of this, because I gotta tell everyone about it when I wake up, because this is RIDICULOUS.” And, guys, it was adorable. It was, like, this quirky sort of ode to everything about me, but done in this tongue-in-cheek way that was just kind of sassy and silly and very flattering and I was like, “YOU ARE THE CUTEST TEENY TINY MAN IN THE WORLD, I WANT TO PICK YOU UP AND PUT YOU IN MY POCKET, LIKE LITERALLY” and Helen was like, “Please don’t.” and I was like, “Okay.”

So then his song was over, and Helen was teasing him about this one stanza, because she thought he was complimenting himself in it, and she was like, “So... you think you have kissable lips, huh?” and he was like, “No, no, I was singing about her, not me. It was just a line, yeah? She’s famous and known for that,” and Helen was like, “Right, but you sang it like it was about you... are you sure it wasn’t about you?” and he was like, “No, no, shut it, nooooooooo” and it was the cutest thing ever? Blessed Holin teasing T_T

Then Colin got wind that I wanted an autograph, but didn’t have anything for him to sign. I mean, I had a Tic-Tac box, lol, but who asks someone to sign a Tic-Tac box?! So he disappeared off somewhere, and it took me a second to spot him, digging through the Celebrity Photos box at the booth for a photo of himself to sign, and I was like, “WHYYYYYYY are you like this?” all over again, because I could’ve done that myself, but he wanted to surprise me T_T

So I’m standing there, waiting for him to come back, and Helen’s there, looking lovely. She’d darkened her hair a bit to a nice light brown, and was in a 50s style A-Line dress with a stylish necklace and I was silently fangirling over her, because she was SO pretty and lovely, and I wanted to say hello, but didn’t want to make her feel weird. But then she looked like she might walk away, so I spoke up and said, “Are you Helen?” And of course I KNEW it was Helen, but I didn’t want to freak her out. Well, she gets a little suspicious/wary and goes, “Could be. Why?” And I played it cool kinda, and said, “Well, if you ARE Helen, I just want you to know that I really respect and admire you, and think you’re just lovely, and I know it must be hard to have to “share” your husband with the world, and I know you’ve had some bad experiences with Colin’s fans in the past, but I want you to know that he has a lot of fans who just think the world of you and are really rooting for you and Colin in every way, and we just want you two to be happy and healthy and we wish you both all the love in the world.” and she seemed touched by it and gave me a hug <3 BLESS

Then Colin came back, and he had a really nice picture of himself, and he signed it for me and everything, and then the fair was closing, or at least their booth was closing, so there were goodbyes and hugs and then I was all alone in their booth, because apparently they all just fucked off and LEFT THE ENTIRE THING BEHIND, with all the albums and photos and everything, and that is NOT how you run a profitable business, Colin.

Anyway, the dream continued, and I turned the booth into an Irish Ski Slope for some bizarre reason, I mean, the Irish part was to honor Colin, but I’m not sure where/how the whole skiing thing came into it. I don’t know how to ski? And then Brucie Poo came back around to rekindle our romance, or at least appreciate my breasts some more (he was a big fan, apparently), and there was no more Colin... (woe).

And now I have to go eat something, because I’m STARVING!!!

Hope you enjoyed my dream :) I sure did! <3

#colin dreams #dream colin #holin #BLESS #not whxmp #kw has dreams #wholesome colin is wholesome

[randomkposts]

Stalker with a crush

K: E, crack idea. Kyoto hitman reborn crossover with Yandere simulator

How the crack crossover would go, depends on who Yandere has a crush on.

The easiest would be Tsuna, who pre-reborn invokes protective feelings in Yandere, and makes them want to go after his bullies. They even had a kidnapping plan prepared, only for Reborn to show up, and all these guys to start surrounding him, like bodyguards.

Though it would be hilarious if Yandere crushed on Hayato, or Hibiri, for different reasons

E:Ong Plus its very norm for Tsuna to straight up tun into someone. And he's a sweetie.

The only time a girl ever liked him first and she's nuts.

K: It would be very Tsuna, wouldn't it

E: It would and it's hilarious for us. Now he can also pressured vy reborn to take the delinquents as a "Decimo" should uphold *something somthing reborn would say*"

Gokudera would probably jump the bomb on that one already goes on the delinquents.

Hibari would be suuuuuuper hard to get to even come to this place and honestly Yan-chan would find him as a t he eat *i mean as long as she ain't breaking rule she good*

K: That one opens up the most scenarios. Like a possible spinoff, where Yandere did go through with the kidnapping earlier, Nana tells her husband, and a crazy struggle opens up to find Tsuna. The Mafia, VS yandare's family, would be quite a battle.

E: Hibiri and Megami teeth clenched teamwork.

K: Yamato has so many fangirls (and boys) that it would probably start up some rivalry's, if Yan's attention is on him.

E:A long line of Yandere? Already implied to have some hands in the underworld. They're pretty damn great at tying up loose ends.

They haaaaate eachother so much. Well maybe Megami does, Hibari doesn't give a fuck.

K: Meanwhile, Tsuna and his future fiancee are in a different town, where nobody's bullying him, and it's a bIt weird, not terrible.

E: Yamato fanclub totally. You know I think Budo knows kendo I believe.

K: "Join the boxing club"

"I have formed my own club"

E: He would try that!!!! Someone would even explain to him you can join the other two clubs but nope!!

JOIN HIS BOXING CLUB

K: The other way it could swing, is Yandere becoming a Guardian. What kind of flame do you think they would have?

E: Yandere I always see to have either a cloud flame. Or malleable en9ugh to have storms.

K: I wonder if an argument could be made for lightning flame. Lightning's property is hardening, right? Except, rather than physical hardening being it's first use in the household, it's emotional hardening. We don't question it as much in the show, but Lambo is a 5 year old Hitman. And otherwise seems to be a normalish kid, demanding attention.

What if he hardened himself towards killing, in a bid for parental attention.

Or perhaps, he demands so much attention, because his parents are absentee

E: He was also sent out basically on a death mission by his own family.

Kids gotta be emotionally strong enough to be in a household like that. We never did find out what the hell his parents are even doing.

Not even Fuutas.

K:Yandere, uses hardening properties to achieve a different emotional effect. Hardening against them. Their dad is a kidnapped victim, living with his murderous kidnapping wife who is obsessed with him first and foremost, and teaching the kid to be like her. Social skills were not taught particularly well as a small child, which led to further isolation from peers. They didn't even notice they were doing it, just shut It all out.

E: True. Even Yan mother even see her as a threat. Imagine being on the side of a murderous intentions from your own mother.

Yan has to be emotionally hardened at this point. She is pretty good to have as a mafia ally. I mean it's not far fetched for them to try to control her . I mean they have Mukuro with them. The Yakuza ending also pretty much stated she would join them. She kidnaps a lot of girls and boys without getting caught.

K: Tsuna, catches their attention. This boy, who the school calls no good, who is failing his classes, who is ruthlessly picked on. He keeps coming. And they start to get mad at the people who keep picking on this sweetie, and then he talks to them one day, and that's it. They feel a lot for him & are determined to put a smile on his face.

And while just talking to him would probably do that , Yandere is too shy to do that, and resorts to other things.

And they are unhardening, and finding emotion can be brought to the forefront to do things for him, and he must be Sempi.

Hayato gets kidnaped a few times (and rescued by Bianchi and others), before Yandere realized they both are here to protect Tsuna

Like, before they bond over that, Hayato is out smoking or something, and just gets nabbed.

He has conspiracy theories over who is kidnapping him.

He kind of just wakes up in these random houses.

One time Hibiri rescues him, and goes after Yandere for disturbing the peace, with kidnapping. And Hayato gets rescued from the truck by kusakabe.

The Yakuza are doing the kidnapping, because that would cut into time with Senpai.

E: Other things like leaving encouraging note to him in his locker or small gifts he would like *honestly Tsuna would be so touched if someone even remembers to include him in something. And it is canon option for Senpai*

Would Yandere be more lax in them? If he is also interested in protecting Senpai, then ally?

Omg.

Stop cutting into time with Senpai, she makes sure he gets home safe!

K: Eventually, they decide, with all the problems that come after Sempai, more people on the job may not be a bad thing.

How would Reborn react to all of this? Would he be dropping cryptic hints.

K: He totally would.

He's probably not liking how much attention Yan would bring if she isn't careful. Impressed with her skills, but honestly who is he to judge in his own profession. Utilize her skills. He would have already gone through her background even her parents. Ryoba history is the most surprising so far.

K:How would Mukuro becoming Sempai possibly come about? As a what if, I mean. It's pretty unlikely, given he's in prison, as is most of the Varia, but this is a crack premise, so it's a possibility, I guess.

If she's the most surprising so far, then he has not gotten far into the family history.

E:Well can it be possible for Chrom to be senpai? She's quiet and sweet. Kind and Senpai can be a girl or boy either way doki doki.

Ahaha yeah, true. He hasn't gona so far cause he wasn't expecting her parents to be ...well a boy who went missing and a girl who was on trial of a decade for murder.

He probably started looking into Yan history if he noticed her skulking around Tsuna.

K: That's a good point.

Operation: find Sempai organs is a go

A family history reading that disturbs Reborn the more he reads it.

E:FIND HER MATCHING ORGANS

The more he goes, the more fucking questions he has. How big is this family even?

He would start looking in local Yakuza history or the underworld to see if Aishi family has connections to it.

K: With Yandere unhardening, through friendship, operation organs may happen anyway How long has this been happening, and why was it none of the reports!!?

E: If senpai cares for his friends and wants them happy, if that makes Senpaj happy she would do it.

CAUSE AISHI'S ARE HELLA DETAILED IN THEIR WORK

They slip under the radar as they please. Reborns a bit chilled at how long this has been going on and no one seems to notice

It happened in literally thousands of people watching and she still was acquitted innocent

Reborn can see Yan as a blessing in a really messed up disguise as she has talking a liking towards Tsuna. Maybe this can work in his favor

K: Who else is in this investigation ?

E: *lol Yan is pretty pissed at how much trouble Reborn puts Senpai in*

WAIT WE FORGOT ABOUT THE REPORTER. (C :Part of reborns investigation? Maybe Info?)

K: Idk, isn't he worried she might kidnapping him?

E: Maybe, but is she did Reborn would be getting kinda loose in his abilities as a hitman if that happens

K: what about info and the rivals?

E:With the right manipulation he can make it work. Yan may be a dangerous girl but she's still too young and is still learning. Rivals? Depends on how they react with Tsuna?

If Yan find out about Kyoko, she a dead girl. Nah jk, Ryohei wouldn't let that happen and IF TSUNA EVER FOUND OUT.

K:It could happen in the future. Just one day, the demecio dissapes.

Does he still have a crush on Kyoko, in this world? It's middle school, and another rival may have caught his interest. maybe Ami?

E: Well I kept thinking back to One day Decimo disappears and honestly i really like that idea he just vanishes

K: Did his lightning grab him, or was it someone else? Can you see Tsuna having a crush on any of the Yansim rivals instead of Kyoko?

E: Yan i wanna say to most. Dedication and honestly it can be the long game. Everyone thinks they're finally as normal as they can get. But one day maybe during a siege, **i wanna say Yan helped it start but that would be redundant maybe take opportunity of it happening to do it* they Tsuna.

Hmmm definitely Ami

Osana is like "ehhh" why she keep going tsuntsun on him

Mida/and the Nurse is obvious no

He might blush *i would too what the hell is the dress code in Akademi???*

Osoro would scare him

Hanako would probably like him to be honest,

K: Would Kokona show up?

E: He think sport club leader Asu is pretty cool

K: and Oka? Osoro?

E: Kokona is fucking sweetie too. OKA IS TOO PRECIOUS. BUT SHE WOULD KINDA SCARE HIM WITH THE OCCULT STUFF. She would remind him of Chrome

K:they should meet!!

E:Osoro would scare him. Like a female Hibari just more hnnn i dunno i say sane to

THEY SHOULD OMG I WOULD DIE FROM HAPPINESS.

K: Osoro and Hibari fight a lot due to disturbing the peace. Are they both clouds you think?

E:Uekiya would also be a great choice too!

HIbari would fight her cause of her delinquents. Hibiri isn't going to have that.

I wanna see her delinquents vs the disciplinary committee.

MY YANKEE HAIRED ELVIS BOIS ARE GONNA WIN.

K: Just imagine the students desensitised to Hibiri and Osoro fighting.

"Oh this happens whenever she comes back from suspension"

Reborn is a bit perplexed to find two strong clouds having a frequent battle is normal, and hasn't destroyed the area yet

E: The delinquents from Akademi were former bullied student’s which is why Genka is so lenient on them. She feel guilty on how it went so faR.

#Random K #KHR #Yan-sim #sawada tsunayoshi #ayano aishi #plot bunnies #A conversation with my friend #headcanon #alternate universe #crossover #Ayano x Tsuna #Ayano x KHR #crack shipping #crack crossover #kyoto hitman reborn

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - April 26th, 2019

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them. This and all previous Fabulous Olicity Fanfic posts can be found on my blog.

Tumblr Drabble - Bow by @dreamsofolicity -This takes place somewhere in 5x18, after Oliver disbands the team. It’s pretty angsty but my mind kind of wouldn’t leave me alone about it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11833266/chapters/26782701

Home To You multi-chapter Complete by @the-shy-and-anxious-fangirl - Oliver Queen has never done what his family expected of him. He took a gap year after high school instead of going to college right away. He quit his fraternity sophomore year to join the student newspaper, switching his major from business to journalism. He became a photojournalist for a wire service instead of taking a place at Queen Consolidated. He went missing after six months instead of coming home for his sister’s twenty-first birthday. He survived five years of captivity in a war zone when everyone thought he was dead. He came home. But home didn’t have a place for him in it anymore. His parents were both dead, casualties of their own mistakes and a city they had turned against them. His sister was all grown up, the CEO of Queen Consolidated with a fiancé and a dog and a life of her own. Oliver didn’t belong in his old life, but there was nowhere else for him to go. He was a man without a home, without any way of finding one, until he stopped by the IT department of his sister’s company to get files off an old, battered memory card, and found a woman with curly blonde hair and bright, intelligent eyes chewing on a bright red pen and swearing at a computer screen. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12613188/chapters/28734552

With the Speed of an Arrow multi-chapter WIP by @academyofshipping -Oliver Queen’s elite and silver-spoon life has taken some blows in the past few years, but he is still the carefree billionaire everyone knows of and loves. When his role in the family business is in jeopardy and he is introduced to a motley of new people, his status quo is threatened. With a changed perspective, Oliver realizes his feeling for his best friend and anchor-in-life, Felicity Smoak, may be more than just platonic. OR A modern adaption of Jane Austen’s Emma with a gender swap* and no island. *Knowing that gender is not binary https://archiveofourown.org/works/16559846/chapters/38799857

Overwatch multi-chapter Complete by @it-was-a-red-heeler - A burglary attempt convinces the Mayor of Starling City to hire Smoak Technologies to strengthen his security. But between the sassy AI watching him 24/7 and the personal trainer with his own reasons to kill him, Oliver may wish he’d stuck with his baseball bat for protection. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17500640/chapters/41221793

A Soul Lost at Sea multi-chapter WIP by @tinaday3w - MAGNIFICENT regency romance where Oliver is a pirate who had returned to his previous life. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8181362/chapters/22297091

One Step Ahead multi-chapter WIP by @stephswims - Felicity Acerbi is married to esteemed Italian mob boss. Married after a failed business deal with her father, she is forced into a life decided for her. That is until a new bodyguard is hired. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16959333/chapters/39855036

| ONE | (Oliver the Footballer) multi-chapter WIP @someonesaidcake - Felicity Smoak had a plan; to save enough money to kick her monotonous job and start up the company of her dreams. She made good plans, solid plans, attainable plans. He was never part of her plan. His name was Oliver Queen, the reclusive Brazilian football star with a broken smile and a story to tell. He'd never planned on her either. https://archiveofourown.org/works/15005402/chapters/34779542

Will Fate Allow? multi-chapter WIP by @mindramblingsfics - Seeing her parent's marriage dissolve at a young age made Felicity yearn for a healthy marriage of her own. She thought she'd finally found what she was looking for when Billy Malone showed up offering her what her heart desired. She thought she was happy and had everything she could want, but things began to unravel. Slowly she turned to someone who had become an unparalleled constant in her life...Oliver Queen. Oliver and Felicity are the definition of polar opposites. He is the mob boss that strikes fear in the hearts many, while she is seen as the sweet girl next door, but there is more to both of them underneath the surface. Along the way, they become connected to one another leading to their lives being intertwined forever. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16521596/chapters/38699951

The Voice on the Line multi-chapter WIP by @faegal04 -After his relationship ends, Oliver moves back to Starling to get his life back on track. He's not ready for a physical relationship so his best friend Tommy gives him the number for a local company, Quiver, a local phone sex business. Oliver calls one night and starts speaking with a girl whose voice just does things to him. When he falls for the voice on the line and finds himself calling all the time just to hear her, he knows he has to make a decision. Will they meet? Can each of them get over their pasts? https://archiveofourown.org/works/18511543/chapters/43870330

The Fan multi-chapter WIP by @leuska - For the past couple of months, Felicity Smoak, previous child star known to the world through her alter ego Lisy the Tech Whiz, who ended her career and her growing popularity at the age of thirteen rather abruptly, has sporadically received disturbing notes and gifts in her mail. Police believe the notes to be just little tokens of appreciation by a former fan. Despite having left the spotlight over a decade ago and living in anonymity since, the fan mail keeps coming, increasing in frequency as well as intensity. The last drop is when Felicity receives another letter with a love note. A scary, ominous note. A note written in human blood.FBI director Amanda Waller tasks her best Agent to the case. Oliver Queen, a criminal profiler, is currently working on a special task force formed between SCPD and FBI to catch a man dubbed the Start City Slasher, who has murdered at least three young women in the past nine months. Agent Queen is not thrilled with the prospect of holding a former princess’ hand through her problem with a simple stalker while a serial killer is still at large. However, once meeting her, Oliver finds there is nothing easy or simple about Felicity Smoak as their worlds start to intertwine. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17726573/chapters/41820368

2 + 2 Equals a Family multi-chapter Complete by @mogirl97 - When Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak both reach for the last Lego Batman set on the shelf at the same time one December night while holiday present shopping for their kids, they have no idea that their chance encounter is going to change their lives. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11853030/chapters/26760468

Providence multi-chapter WIP by @so-caffeinated - Will Queen has struggled in silence in the year since he was shot. But when a shadowy crime lord known as Domino targets the only woman Will’s ever truly loved, fate forces him to confront his demons in ways he never could have imagined… Whether he wants to or not. Amelia Prescott has fought to take control of her life since learning two years ago that her personal and professional worlds were manipulated by others. But nothing can prepare her for just how hard she'll have to fight to set her own course, especially when her heart belongs to a damaged man and a crime lord threatens her every professional move... And her life. Destiny brings them together, but as chaos reigns and personal demons haunt Will and Amelia both, it may also threaten to tear them apart. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17919056/chapters/42308753

Paging Dr. Smoak multi-chapter WIP by @laxit21 - When Oliver Queen gets into a car accident, he meets Dr. Felicity Smoak. He had no idea how much a chance meeting would change his life. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17262497/chapters/40595483

Love By Contradiction multi-chapter WIP by @pimsiepim - When Felicity meets Oliver, it’s anything but romantic. Taking her best friend’s spot at a speed-dating event wasn’t exactly how she had pictured spending her Friday night. Meeting said best friend’s soulmate? Even less expected. And even though Felicity never really believed in that silly prediction a fortune teller made ten years ago, the occasion is just too good to pass up. Alena is stuck in a toxic relationship and maybe what she needs to finally get over her ex… is to get underneath someone else. Mission “Get-Alena-And-Oliver-Together” is on the way, and Felicity will stop at nothing to make sure her best friend gets her happily ever after. Nothing. Not even Alena’s lack of interest, or Oliver’s weird tendency to ask Felicity out on fake dates. The plan is perfect, the execution flawless... except for one small detail: it’s not Alena who’s starting to fall for the guy... https://archiveofourown.org/works/18550876/chapters/43969807

Time for a Story multi-chapter WIP by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. YOU NEED THIS STORY IN YOUR LIFE. https://archiveofourown.org/works/3912157/chapters/8757172

seemingly impossible (but not untrue) multi-chapter WIP by @alexiablackbriar13 - Young genius historian Dr Felicity Smoak unknowingly and accidentally calls up a bewitched alchemical manuscript within the Oxford Bodleian Libraries - a book that has been lost for centuries. Descended from an old and distinguished line of witches, Felicity wants nothing to do with magic, despite her unruly and powerful abilities. But her discovery of Ashmole 782 sets the world of creatures stirring; with a mystery afoot and new, dangerous magical abilities manifesting for her to navigate, she is approached by the enigmatic vampire biochemist Professor Oliver Queen, who seems to have a deep interest in both the manuscript… and her. Based on A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16224353/chapters/37923743  

Twist of Fate by @wrldtravler for the Olicity Fan Art/Fanfic Appreciation Exchange - A lovely tumble through Arrow season 3 https://olicity-fanwork-exchange.tumblr.com/post/184295774082/twist-of-fate

Always by @icannotbelieveiamhere for the Olicity Fan Art/Fanfic Appreciation Exchange - My “Always” fic takes place right after episode 5.20 “Underneath”. It explores some of the issues Oliver and Felicity discovered while they were trapped under the bunker. Oliver and Felicity reflect on their time together and Oliver has a chance to thank his team and explain why he tried to disband the team after Adrian Chase tortured him. https://olicity-fanwork-exchange.tumblr.com/post/184298507947/always

Perfect Illusion by @jemmaacarters for the Olicity Fan Art/Fanfic Appreciation Exchange - In this version of season two, Felicity give Oliver a but more push back on her “promotion.” https://olicity-fanwork-exchange.tumblr.com/post/184299342269/perfect-illusion

Tumblr Drabbles multi-chapter WIP by @dreamsofolicity - This is a collection of small drabbles I posted on tumblr that come from prompts. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11833266/chapters/26708178

There Was Always Something There multi-chapter Complete by @mindramblingsfics - After having enough of Felicity's behavior, Malcolm sends his daughter to a London boarding school for some much needed structure. Years later, she finally returns home to Starling. She finds that some things are the same while some have changed. As she reacquaints herself with her hometown, one relationship stands out in particular: Oliver Queen. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11060544/chapters/24662730?view_adult=true

Love and Little Cupcakes multi-chapter WIP by @christinabeggs - Felicity loved sweets so much that she paid no attention to her lovelife. Until Thea Queen came into her store wanting fabulous cupcakes for her sixteenth birthday. SO ADORABLE! http://archiveofourown.org/works/12400539/chapters/28216053

Irresistible by @felicityollies - prompt: sleepless - Oliver has a cold, can’t sleep, and is trying to prove to Felicity that he can still be sexy with a snotty nose. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11034534/chapters/26799885

Sawaariya (Beloved) multi-chapter WIP by @crazycrystal10 - CEO Queen? Check. Author Ms.Smoak? Check. Married Olicity? Triple check. Story of Mr.&Mrs. Queen in the 'happily ever after'. AU. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11858814/chapters/26774514

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Chapter 14 of Really Passionate Fans has been posted!

Akira scrolls through the group’s page, seeing multiple posts about the sudden emergency announcement Mic made yesterday about the stalker and is thankful to see the handful of new articles didn’t include her name or face, only mentioning that a fan of the hero helped aid the capture of the obsessive stalker.

She smiles and glances up towards the post of her headboard where she had hung the pair of signed headphones that Present Mic had given her, a little thank you for what she’s done for him.

With Techgrip’s blog being taken down and the man taken into custody, she wonders if it’ll be the last she sees of the man. Surely he’s going to hold some sort of grudge against her for foiling his plans but knowing both her hero and his boyfriend are safe is enough to reassure her anxiety.

She wasn’t able to defend herself this time around but after what happened, her dad promised to teach her how to properly use her quirk to fight and protect herself. She wasn’t a U.A. student so she wouldn’t be able to fight like a hero in training but it’ll be better than nothing she supposes.

With a huff, the girl sits up in her bed and glances around her room, wondering what her new apartment would be like. It’d be nice to get away from here, to escape her dreadful mother and stepfather, to be able to leave her room in peace and relax without having to fear his drunken outbursts and her mother demanding her to do every little thing.

The place would be clean, not smelling like alcohol or dirty dishes that filled the sink. It would smell like candles, with all her favorite books and organized...Akira can almost imagine herself sitting in a comfortable chair, reading on one of her days off with something nice to drink.

She catches herself smiling and brushed her hair behind her ear.

“I would be nice to have a place all to ourselves, wouldn’t it?” Akira asks, feeling her spider crawling onto her hand and turns her head to look at them. “No more listening to fights between those two and hiding away in our room for hours on end.”

She hears her stepfather shouts something at her mother from the other room and lets out a sigh, maybe it would be best to go out and do something today? Go to the park or get a drink at a local cafe.

She wishes she could go visit her dad...she always has fun spending time with him but he’s always so busy.

Akira gets up to get dressed, pulling on a cute shirt with a adorable mascot on the front and slips on a skirt with leggings to match. She grabs her it’s bag and shoved her phone into her pocket, figuring that just going for a walk would be a lot better than sticking around here to listen to them arguing for much longer.

She slips outside her room, tiptoeing pass the living room and hears her mother shouting at him about her wanting him to get a job again; Something he’s been promising to do since they got together but has been pushing it off for about a year so it’s only been her and mother paying the bills.

Soon enough he’ll have to get a job so they’ll be able to afford this place.

Akira quickly slips on her shoes and slips out of the door just before hearing her mother beginning to scream at him.

She slips on her ear buds to listen to some music, wishing she had some friends to hang out with on days like this. Most kids her age didn’t talk to her at school, claiming her quirk was creepy, making her a sort of outcast so she didn’t talk to them much. Between school and work, she didn’t really have time to make any friends outside her school besides Yagi and that’s only because he rode the bus with her on her way home from work.

Perhaps she could try and mingle at a popular cafe, maybe make a friend or two. It couldn’t hurt to try, only issue it that she wasn’t much of a social person and likes to keep to herself.

Akira smiles and decides she should try and be more outgoing, it’s what Mic would want her to do; And if someone as reclusive as Eraserhead could have friends and even get the attention of someone like her hero then she could do it too.

“Wait up for me!” She barely hears from her earbuds and turns just in time to see two girls rushing pass her on the sidewalk, her eyes make contact with the one trailing behind her friend and everything just seems to go slow for a moment as they looked at each other before they run off in front of her.

“Gotta to be faster than that if you want to keep up with me.” The other girl says, both of them laughing as they turned the corner; Akira wonders where they’re running off to?

She sighs and shoved her hands into the pocket of her skirt, kicking a rock as she pulls her phone out to look up and find any popular hangouts nearby.

There’s a karaoke bar but she didn’t feel comfortable enough with her singing voice to do something like that. There’s a cute little café around the corner, the same direction those two other girls went. She turns the corner and is surprised to see them standing on the other side of the street talking to a hero, Fatgum? She thinks and notices how the girl who make eye contact her just seem to light up as she spoke to him.

She’s a fangirl just like her, it seems. Maybe she could use this to become friends with her and use the hero as an excuse to talk to her? Akira crosses the street as she takes her ear buds out and walks up to them with a friendly smile, waving at the hero when he spots her.

“I just seem to be drawing all the little chickling’s attentions today.” He beams, rubbing his head like he was a little overwhelmed by all the attention. “You’re all being good today, yeah?”

“Of course!” The girl says, smiling widely. “I want to be a hero just like you, sir!”

“Hana, he’s probably on parole. We should go.” So the girl’s name is Hana? What’s her last name? It would be too personal to call her by her first name.

“Oh...I’m so sorry!” Hana tugs on a strand of her hair and apologetically bows towards the man. “I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“You’re alright, child.” He chuckles, patting his belly. “I’m just heading to have lunch anyway.”

“We didn’t mean to interrupt your lunch, my friend is just a bit of a fangirl and you happen to be her favorite hero.” The other girl explains, causing Hana to turn pink in the face as she halfheartedly swats at her friend.

“Himaki!”

“That’s alright, I better go. It was nice to meet you all.” Fatgum waves as he leaves the three.

“You didn’t have to tell him that.” Hana pouts at her friend.

“I didn’t have to, your reaction to seeing him practically gave it away.” Himaki teases, poking her in the side and making her blush more from embarrassment.

“...If it makes you feel any better, I would have probably reacted the same way seeing my favorite hero.” Akira chimes in, getting both of their attentions.

“Oh. Hi, you’re the girl we passed earlier, weren’t you?” Himaki asks. “Sorry we ran past you, we were supposed to be in a hurry to the park until someone got distracted.”

She glances at Hana, who chuckles to herself.

“What for? Is there a event happening there today?” Akira asks curiously, taking a leap of courage. “Could I join you?”

“Join? Um, I suppose.” Himaki ponders, lookin at her friend. “Me and Hana were just going there to study for a test we have coming up but we don’t mind the company.”

“I don’t mind helping you both study, what are you studying for?” Akira asks, curiously.

“Oh, we’re in the hero course and we’re learning about properly evacuating citizens.” This completely takes her off guard, her eyes widen in surprise.

They’re students from U.A.?!

#stalker au #saltywithsarcasm

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What is the difference between a handshake event and a fan sign?

eh, ok, I will try to quickly explain how things work:

Korean “fan-sign” such as done by SM etc:Normally for 100 fans and lasts about 1 hour. Sometimes it’s held in a space where public can watch (like malls) but usually it’s held in a closed small hall. The 100 fans sits as audience, and in turn go up to a table and meet member after member then go back to their seat. They get like 30 seconds per member to sign something and ask something. 100 fans x 30 seconds = 50 minutes it’s over quite quick. The event is done in cooperation with 1 single CD store. For example, every CD sold during Monday-Wednesday in that one store is a ticket to the draw made to be 1 of 100 to participate in the Saturday event. Many fans will purchase from that specific store, so maybe they sell 10,000 CDs in those 3 days and 100 will be given event tickets (typically announcing winners on maybe Friday). SM acts will normally do these events right after music shows. Like, if SBS Inkigayo ends at 17:00, the artists get a few minutes to go to the restroom and then they go right next to the fansign venue in their stage outfits/makeup for an event starting 18:00 before being done for the day. Rookie acts will typically do loads of such events. Established acts will just do like 3 events. They’d rather not do any at all, but if they’re not completely brainless they’ll understand that doing 3 such meeting events per year actually is a very effortless way to personally meet fans.

Japanese “high five events” (as done by many acts, such as JYP acts in Japan and most Japanese idols):Events are typically held in 2-6 cities on different days. All events are basically all day events in big halls/venues. Every single CD (no matter where you buy it and when (as long as you get it before the event)) contains a card that is the ticket to do a “high five” with the 1 member stated on the card. As in literally a “high-five” that takes 1 second to do. The ticket is valid in any city/event but only for one single high-five with that specific member. You can buy hundreds of CDs to get hundreds of tickets and try collect tickets for your favorite member. But all events are “first come, first serve” with separate lines to all members so after using 1 of your tickets for a 1 second high-five you must run back to again stand last in the line to meet a new member (or the same member again).

Japanese “hand shake events” (as done by all XXX4X events):These are basically the same as above, but (1) you get more like 8 seconds rather than 1 second per ticket and (2) you literally pre-order which member you want to meet when and where. As in, you have to pre-order CDs on a specific site and at the same time you book a specific time slot for your “hand-shake”.As in member AAA may have a 1 hour 15 minutes time slot between 14:00 and 15:15 on a Friday, and there are 500 CDs/tickets available for that slot. Each member might (depending on popularity) have 1~40 such “slots” in different cities on different days (but normally multiple slots per day in one city). And basically, if you alone go buy all the 500 CDs for one slot, then you basically have the entire 1 hour 15 minutes for yourself to meet your idol. Now obviously, for the really popular members it will typically be restricted so that one person can only buy max 20 CDs/tickets per slot (= no more than say 2 minutes of meeting time). But obviously that same stalker fan can buy CDs/tickets to many different slots.

The most extreme Japanese idol groups like XXX4X… Most of their CD sales are from their own online store to book “hand shake event tickets”. But all of their “normal” CDs sold in other stores instead contain tickets for “high five events” or similar. So their crazy fans go buy hundreds of CDs both from the XXX4X online store and from other stores.

Then obviously now and then “idols” and actors hold fan-meetings which literally are just extremely half-arsed concerts to which fans buy tickets as if it was a concert in order to say “ooooaaawwwhhh oppppaaarrrr” when oppar can’t even be bothered to perform.

Why girl groups don’t do Fanmeeting?

Well, there are dual reasons:

If you watch any male idol fan meeting (no matter what format from above) you’ll immediately see that every single attendee is a completely brainless zombie girl who has absolutely no interest in any actual music or performance but who is only interested in the public persona he is (because she is a brainless zombie). Female celebrities would typically not have such brainless zombie fans paying money for nothing.

Secondly, even if there would be a 17 y/o girl attracting hordes of 50 y/o men to pay to meet her… If she had any self respect whatsoever she’d refuse to do that. Now obviously the lines are very blurred between the Japanese idol girl industry and the Japanese AV industry… But why would any serious person want to be a Japanese idol???

Do you think Spotify will a have a fighting against Melon and the rest in korea?

Eh, the question is kind of dumb. Korea was pretty much the country worst hit by piracy in the world. The legal music market died completely. When ILLEGAL services like Melon and Soribada eventually had to become legal and start paying rights-holders for music, that was still very small amounts. It’s been growing since and today it’s regulated by law that they have to pay something like 54% of revenue to right-holders. Spotify on the other hand pays over 70% of revenue to right-holders. So… Right holders giving licenses to Melon is just exclusive for Korea. That’s why it’s illegal for Melon to allow people outside Korea to stream on Melon. While foreign services can’t really enter Korea, because rights holders wouldn’t approve of such low shares on Spotify and then Spotify would have to charge a much higher subscription price than local services in Korea so nobody in Korea would pay for Spotify. Not gonna change until ratios in Korea are raised more in line with international ratios.

How much sajaegi do you think happens on the Korean digital charts?

None of significance. As said before. I find it mind-boggling that people somehow still don’t understand that streaming a song is free and streaming services are interlinked with SNS, and instead people somehow still try to compare streaming data with when people actually had to physically go to a music store and buy a physical disc for $20 USD per disc. It’s not the same. Nowhere near the same.

Talk about trainee debt.

Not sure what I’m supposed to say. Trainees in any serious agencies don’t have trainee debt (as long as they fulfill their trainee contracts). It should kind of go without having to explain that the whole purpose of doing an audition is to show the agency that you actually have the raw talent required to make it in order to persuade them to invest money in training you (and then you’ll split the profit you make as a celebrity if you succeed per the contract you agree on). Now obviously there will be countless of shit agencies without money that can’t pay for training and will try make trainees agree to pay for training, and there will be countless of shit wannabe celebrities that don’t get accepted by proper agencies that still are desperate to try become celebrities and proceed to sign such deals.

What do you think about JYP and how they pay their singers? Is the margin for the “management” segment reasonable for their groups?

Not sure what you expect. Clearly all JYP celebrities throughout history are talentless puppets just humming to JYP’s basic but addictive melodies. Not sure why any JYP singer ever would possibly deserve to be paid more than minimum wage since they contribute nothing.

Even though bigbang have a concert attendance as high as tvxq, they do not seem to bring the same amount of revenue.

BIGBANG had much bigger attendance and MUCH MUCH bigger revenue than TVXQ ever did in a year or two. Not in Japan, but total, when they did their MADE/0TO10/MADE-VIP in 2015/16.

twitter* com/neoliveson/status/1131957008918306816 do you think this petition is gonna work?

Some tragic useless old man is trying to make youtube ad-money from all of BTS’ fangirls??? Color me surprised.

Will YG and JYP ever pay for their crimes?

Pretty sure they’ve not committed any (serious) crimes by law. Maybe you’ve somehow missed it, but during the last 20 years pretty much the entire world has been swept by political liberal influences with the goal that nobody should ever have to be responsible for anything. If you’re a “kpop-fan”, it’s probably very safe to assume that you’re in fact one of those to blame for this liberal fuctardism. No, you can’t both have your cake and eat it.

Look it up this video 아이돌 QnA 2탄! 궁금증 해결! [ENG].

Wayland Q&A part 2? I watched it and I’m not sure what you’re surprised with.

Are BigBang and TVXQ in the same level of recognition as Arashi in Japan?

Not sure if serious or trolling. TVXQ has possibly like half the recognition of Arashi. BIGBANG much less than that. Besides, all the members of Arashi (and SMAP) are extremely well known individually.

Is Blackpink the biggest GG right now or it is mostly mediaplay from YG?

Not really sure what I’m supposed to say. Pop groups overall has been pretty much dead for the last 20 years outside Korea/Japan. So being “the biggest GG right now” isn’t really that much of a feat. Secondly… “or is it mediaplay from YG”… I’m not sure if to laugh or cry. They’re ACTUALLY BIG BECAUSE OF YG’S MEDIAPLAY that you’ve swallowed long ago. That’s the whole point of mediaplay. All you dumb girls all around the world swarm around anyone who’s painted as big in media/SNS. YG is the masters of making you dumbfucks become “fans” of their puppets.

Why Japanese concert tickets are cheap in comparison to other countries?

Uhh, it’s a bit difficult to understand for me too. I mean, I quite appreciate the Japanese system where all tickets are the same price and you apply in a lottery system to get to buy a ticket. But what’s strange is how the very very popular acts don’t charge much much more for their tickets. Like, for example IKON might perform in a Japanese arena with 8000 tickets available for $100 USD each, but only 6000 fans actually apply for tickets to that show. At the same time, B'z may be on an arena tour and play in the same arena with 8000 tickets available for $100 USD each. But 200,000 fans apply for tickets to that show. Clearly they could have charged $300 instead of $100 USD/ticket and still sold out. I’m really struggling to understand why top acts in Japan don’t charge higher prices.

What do you think of JYP saying that album sales are one of the best indicators for a group's success during his JYP 2.0 presentation?

Well, again, for JYP it’s very great with album sales as that’s how JYP make lots of profits.

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Something’s Brewing ❄️☕️ - Part 5

Genre: Coffee Shop!AU

Pairing: Jungshin x You

By Admin B

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12

By the time the Snow Jam Festival came around, you and Jungshin had been on three more dates. 

You had gone ice skating, watched Back to the Future, and even gone back to the museum to finish up the tour. 

The ice skating date broke the ice (heh heh) when it came to holding hands, while the Back to the Future date introduced cuddling into your relationship, and your second museum date produced your first selfie together. 

You were a little scared he would post it on Instagram since he had quite a few thousand followers (and most of them were likely fangirls), but he didn’t. 

He did set it at his wallpaper, though, which was better.

Since Christmas was just around the corner, you decided to attend the festival wearing somewhat, well, festive attire: an off-white fair isle sweater with a reindeer pattern and a red and green plaid button-up underneath along with some dark wash jeans and black leather riding boots. 

It wasn’t normal rock concert garb, but this was a winter-themed festival! Plus, you owned a plethora of winter and Christmas sweaters - this was the time to wear them!

You had given two VIP passes to your sister the night before since she and Seungyoon were going to meet you there. You were currently in what was called the Green Room, the place where the performers hung out before and after their set. CNBlue’s set didn’t start for another half hour, so you and Jungshin were sitting on one of the couches talking and gazing at each other.

“Aren’t you nervous?” you asked, your brow furrowed.

“Well, yeah,” Jungshin admitted, twirling a piece of your hair around one of his fingers. “I’m always nervous before I perform. But you being here helps.”

You bit back a smile as you felt your heart fluttering. You’d felt that a lot these days, actually.

“You’re going to be amazing,” you assured him, resisting the urge to lean in and kiss him. You actually couldn’t wait to watch their set tonight, as this would be the first time seeing him play since you’d started dating. Plus, you knew all their songs now so you could actually sing along this time.

“Thanks,” he replied softly, one corner of his lip pulling up into a half-smile. “I’m really glad you could come.”

“I wouldn’t miss it.” And you didn’t plan on missing any other concerts from here on out unless you absolutely had to.

“Aww, look how cute,” Seungyoon said, finally breaking yours and Jungshin’s eye contact as he and your sister stepped into the green room.

“Hey, man,” Jungshin chuckled, standing up to go give Seungyoon a bro handshake and hug. You followed him, sharing a secret look with your sister before introducing them.

Jungshin politely shook her hand, and, to your delight, your sister said almost the same words to him as you had said to Seungyoon just a few weeks ago.

“Of course, I understand,” Jungshin murmured with a solemn nod.

The four of you spent the next ten minutes or so talking and getting to know each other until Yonghwa, Jungshin’s bandmate, came to tell him they had to get ready.

“Alright,” Jungshin sighed, looking at his three supporters. “I’ll see you guys in here after?”

You all voiced their assent, and Seungyoon and your sister went out to go join the crowd. You lingered behind, one hand holding onto Jungshin’s sleeve.

“Good luck,” you said, trying not to look or sound too nervous.

Jungshin moved to wrap his arms around you, enveloping you in a tight hug. “Thanks,” he murmured, his voice muffled by your hair.

You smiled into his shoulder, hugging him back tightly. When he started to pull away, you held on, standing on your toes to give him a good luck kiss. Jungshin smiled against your lips, though it quickly turned to one of embarrassment when he heard someone clearing his throat, most likely to remind him it was time to go.

“See you later,” you muttered, blushing fiercely and avoiding eye contact with his three bandmates as you left to join Seungyoon and your sister.

Since it was a festival, CNBlue only played about seven songs. They played all of your favorites, though, so you weren’t going to complain that much. You, Seungyoon, and your sister all had a really good time dancing and singing along to the songs, and the crowd was really enthusiastic, too.

Jungshin couldn’t help but look at you whenever he got a chance, and it seemed like his smile widened every time he did. And it truly made his heart soar to see you singing along to every song. He knew you weren’t technically in an official relationship yet, but you were already the most supportive girlfriend. He really wasn’t sure he could get much happier.

After they finished their last song and got their instruments packed away, Jungshin went back into the Green Room and was immediately greeted by you. (And Seungyoon and your sister, but he noticed you first. Obviously.) You were beaming, and you looked like you wanted to run up and hug him but were just a little too nervous to in front of everyone else, so he hugged you first.

“You were amazing,” you praised, squeezing him to emphasize just how happy and proud you were.

“Yeah, man, you guys did a really great job,” Seungyoon echoed. As Jungshin pulled away, you made sure to go give hugs to Yonghwa, Jonghyun, and Minhyuk, too. You didn’t know them that well yet, but you didn’t want to be that kind of girlfriend (even though you weren’t sure if you were officially Jungshin’s girlfriend). 

You just didn’t want to be a Yoko, okay?

After grabbing some snacks (and a band selfie to commemorate another successful concert), everyone went back out to enjoy the rest of the festival. There were only a couple more acts left, and since they were going last, they were some of the best and most popular. Overall, it had been an extremely enjoyable night of music. 

With Christmas less than a week away, how could everyone not be in a good mood?!

At the end of the night, you went back with Jungshin to get his bass while Seungyoon and your sister headed home.

“There might be fans waiting out there,” he said as you left the Green Room one last time. “I’m not sure since it’s a festival. There will probably be a lot of people waiting, I just don’t know how many are CNBlue fans.”

“I’m sure there will be a ton!” you replied, smiling and trying to hide your nerves. You assumed you were walking out with him since you drove here together, and you weren’t sure how that would go.

“If there are, we don’t have to stay,” he assured you.

“No, that’s fine! I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Okay, well... we’ll see.”

The other guys had just left, so when Jungshin opened the door, he saw them signing autographs, taking pictures, and talking with a few people. Of course, he wanted to interact with his fans since he was so grateful they had any at all, but he also wanted to make sure you were comfortable and didn’t get put into any awkward situations. 

He found your hand, grabbing it and giving it a reassuring squeeze before turning to a fan who was waiting patiently. 

He smiled, taking her CD and signing his name before leaning in to take a selfie with her. He asked her what her name was and how long she’d been a fan, thanking her for coming to support them.

You stood there, trying not to feel too awkward, but you couldn’t help but smile at how nice he was being. Obviously, he wasn’t a famous musician, but still. He could definitely be considered locally famous, right? And he had fans! You always found it telling how a celebrity treated his/her fans, and Jungshin was taking the time to talk to everyone who wanted to talk to him. He didn’t act annoyed; quite the opposite, in fact. It made your heart beam with pride, and you were happy to stand there and watch, even though it was freezing outside.

You tried to keep out of the way, though, so people wouldn’t think you were a stalker or something.

About 20 minutes later, Jungshin emerged from the crowd of people, smiling when he spotted you waiting.

“You ready to go?”

“I’m ready for some heat,” you chuckled, your mouth partially covered by your scarf.

Jungshin leaned in to kiss your cheek, taking your hand as you walked back to the parking lot. “Thank you for waiting,” he said once the crowd was behind you.

“Oh, you’re welcome,” you assured him. “I actually really enjoyed watching you interact with people. You were so nice!”

“I haven’t met a rude fan, yet, which is good,” he told you. “Everyone is always really nice, so it’s easy to be nice back to them.”

Once Jungshin put his bass in the back seat, he drove you back to your apartment. You invited him to stay even though you knew he needed to get back home to Simba and his brother.

“I’ll take a rain check,” he said, frowning a little as he leaned against your doorframe. “What are you doing tomorrow?”

“Doing something with you, I presume,” you smirked.

“I’ll call you tomorrow morning.” He leaned in, wrapping his arms around you to try and keep you warm. You curled your arms up against his chest, nuzzling your face into his neck and letting out a very contented sigh.

“Thank you again for coming tonight,” he said softly.

“You’re welcome. I really had a lot of fun.”

“It really means a lot to me, though.”

“I know, that’s why I came. Well, also because I like your music. But I know you would do the same for me. I want to support you, that’s what...girlfriends...do.” You had kind of said it before you really thought about it, but did you regret it? Not really. 

Unless he said he didn’t want you to be his girlfriend.

“Oh, you think you’re my girlfriend?” he asked, trying to hide his smile. 

“...Maybe?”

Jungshin pulled away then, holding onto your shoulders and looking at you with a very serious expression.

“Well, you should think you’re my girlfriend. Because I think you’re my girlfriend.”

“Really?” you asked, unable to stop your lips from pulling into a wide smile.

“Of course! We’ve been on, what, five dates now? I knew from date one I liked you and from date two I wanted to be with you.”

“You did not.”

“I did! I just didn’t want to scare you away.”

You nodded slowly. “Yeah, that’s legit.”

“You’re not scared now, right?”

“Well, I mean, being in a new relationship is always a little bit scary, right?”

“But besides that, you’re not scared?”

You looked up at him for a second before standing on your toes to press your forehead to his. “No, I’m not.”

Jungshin tilted his head to press his lips to yours briefly. “Good. Neither am I.”

“Now go home and give Simba a kiss for me, okay?” you requested, stepping away from him so he could leave.

“I will,” he chuckled.

“And let me know when you get home.”

“You got it.” He kissed you one last time before you went into your apartment. Once he heard the door lock, he turned and went back to his car. 

He smiled the whole way home.

You were all cozied up in bed about twenty minutes later when you got a text from Jungshin. A smile immediately came to your face, before you even read the message!

That’s how you know you’ve got it bad.

You went onto your social media to see what you had missed during the festival, and as you were scrolling through your Twitter feed, you got a notification.

leejungshin91 just shared a post

You clicked on it immediately, smiling when you saw the picture Jungshin had taken earlier.

You liked it, resisting the urge to comment with some emoji hearts and texting Jungshin instead.

You went back to checking your social media, figuring you would keep on looking through Instagram. You refreshed your feed then began scrolling. 

After a couple of posts from history and museum accounts, you saw Jungshin’s post again. There were quite a few more likes now and even some comments. You saw Jungshin had actually replied to a comment saying: 

leejungshin91 @kikifreed it’s because I am 😊. 

Well, you couldn’t just not look, so you quickly opened up the comment feed.

heynan73 great job tonight! 👍👍👍 kim_park1880 you guys did such a good job!! The whole festival was amazing 😆 cloe_vales 💙💙💙💙

“She stole my comment,” you muttered.

Finally, you found the comment Jungshin had replied to.

kikifreed I noticed you couldn’t stop smiling during the set 😃 you seemed so happy tonight!

Your heart, obviously, burst. A fan had noticed he seemed happy, and he replied: “it’s because I am.” You didn’t want to assume you were what’s making him happy, but… you did anyway. You were also glad all of the comments were nice.

You decided to look up the CNBlue hashtag to see if any fans had posted pictures from tonight. There were a lot of Yonghwa and Jonghyun - apparently, they were the most popular members, although you couldn’t see why they were any more popular than Jungshin but whatever.

You found a picture of Jungshin and clicked on it. It had been posted almost an hour ago, so basically right after the festival ended. You liked it right away, smiling as you read the caption.

You opened up the comments, surprised to see there were quite a few. This must be a popular account.

mik_s3 he really was smiling so much during the set. He looked so good!! bntor he was really rocking on that bass m.8292 i agree so handsome!!!! lopggy yah he was definitely smiling the whole time! glad he’s happy but anyone know why? 🤔 he’s usually more serious when he’s playing. zanita45 @lopggy I saw a girl leavin with him so he probs has a gf lopggy @zanita45 awwww!! I hope so that’s so cute 💘 cnbluefan @zanita45 I saw a girl come out with them (not sure if it was just jungshin or all of them) but I didn’t notice when he left. zanita45 @cnbluefan yep she left with him i think they were holding hands shelly_elf I saw her, too! She walked out kinda with the whole band and was waiting while they met with fans outside the venue. Once Jungshin was done he walked over to her and they left together. Pretty sure they were holding hands and he might have kissed her cheek. I didn’t notice her during the concert, though. dollyzomb @shelly_elf I saw the same thing! Also saw her during the concert - she came out right before their set, left when it was done, then came back out with the guys to finish watching the festival. Standing next to Jungshin, and they did hold hands on the way out so I’m thinking he def 100% has a girlfriend. cnbluefan @dollyzomb Thanks for the info! Whoever she is, she’s lucky! 😍 zanita45 @dollyzomb @cnbluefan look through who he’s following. If he followed a girl recently it’s probs her cnbluefan @zanita45 let’s just wait to see if he posts anything! Don’t want to invade anyone’s privacy 😊

You honestly couldn’t believe they were talking about you! Of course, they didn’t know who you were, but you knew who you were! 

You were just glad there were no comments expressing disappointment or anger. On this picture. 

You decided to call it a night while you were ahead; you could very easily fall down a rabbit hole and get sucked into reading comments.

You didn’t have to work the next day, so you had planned to sleep in… 

Cue you waking up at 7:30 and being unable to fall back asleep. 

So you made yourself some breakfast and turned on the morning news, curling up on the couch as you ate. Once you finished eating, you decided to see what else was on TV. 

You scrolled through the guide, your brow furrowed as you searched for something other than reality shows. 

A gasp escaped from your mouth when you saw your favorite American Revolution documentary had just started on the History Channel. You quickly went to wash your face and brush your teeth because you planned on being on the couch for the next few hours.

Around 10:30, your phone rang. You knew immediately who it was because he was the only person who ever called you; everyone else you knew either honored your wish to only text or disliked talking on the phone as much as you did.

“Hey,” you said after accepting the call.

“Good morning, oh lovely girlfriend of mine.”

“Well, now I feel bad for just saying ‘hey’,” you chuckled.

“What are you up to?”

“I’m still in my pajamas watching something on the History Channel.”

“Wanna get some lunch later?”

“Sure!”

“I was thinking maybe around noon or so?”

“Yeah, that sounds --” You were interrupted by a knock on your door. “Ooh, hold on, someone’s at my door.”

You threw your blanket off, standing up and heading toward your front door. It was probably a package or something. You held your phone to your shoulder as you unlocked and opened the door… only to be greeted by Jungshin holding a bouquet of violets.

“Oh, my gosh,” you said, completely surprised. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I really do want to take you out to lunch, but I just wanted to bring you these.” He held out the bouquet, and you took them gingerly.

“They’re gorgeous,” you said, opening your door for him to come in. And then you remembered what you looked like. “Oh, god, but I’m so not right now.”

“What are you talking about?” Jungshin asked, frowning. He put an arm around your shoulders, planting a kiss on the top of your head. “You look beautiful.”

“I’m literally in my pajamas,” you pointed out. “Haven’t even done my hair or put on any makeup.”

“You don’t even need to,” he replied, taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack right by your door.

“Let me go put these in a vase,” you murmured after you’d sniffed them. You shuffled to the kitchen, getting a vase out from under the sink and filling it with water.

“What are you watching?” Jungshin asked, leaning against the counter and facing the television.

“Oh, it’s a documentary about the American Revolution,” you told him, setting the half-filled vase carefully down on the counter and putting the flowers in. “These are so pretty. Thank you so much.”

You walked around to him, sliding your arms around his middle and hugging him.

“You’re welcome,” he said softly, rubbing your back. “I wouldn’t be a proper boyfriend if I didn’t bring you flowers.”

“I can’t argue with you there,” you chuckled. “Do you want anything to drink?”

“Nah, I’m good. Let’s just finish watching your show.” He started over toward the couch, taking your hand so you would follow.

“Oh, you don’t have to watch it, you can change the channel.”

“I’m the one who invited myself over,” Jungshin pointed out as he plopped down on your couch. “Besides, I don’t mind learning more about the American Revolution. It was a very important time in our history as one very smart, stunning tour guide once told me.”

You blushed, curling up next to him and grabbing your blanket. “There’s only about half an hour left. I’ll start getting ready when it’s over, then we can go to lunch.”

“Sounds good,” he smiled, putting his arm across the back of the couch and kissing your temple.

You sat watching in comfortable silence for a while until the documentary mentioned Alexander Hamilton. 

You couldn’t help but sing.

“🎶Alexander Hamilton. My name is Alexander Hamilton. 🎶”

Jungshin looked over at you, a bit confused.

“🎶And there’s a million things I haven’t done, but just you wait...just you wait... 🎶”

“What is that?”

You gasped, sitting up and turning to face him. “You don’t know Hamilton?”

“Ohhhh, that musical everyone was obsessed with?”

“Okay, well, I’m still obsessed with it. Oh my gosh, I can’t believe you don’t know it.”

“I’m...sorry?”

“Can I force you to listen to it?”

“Of course. you can.”

You smiled, leaning back in and resting your head on his shoulder. “You’re pretty great, y’know that?”

“Well, you’re easy to be great to,” he murmured, rubbing your shoulder and looking down at you with an expression of total adoration.

When the documentary was over, you picked up the remote and turned the TV off. “Okay, I’m going to go get ready. You can stay out here if you want, or you can come in if you want to talk or whatever.”

“Like go in your room with you while you get ready?”

“I mean if you don’t want to stay out here by yourself.”

“...I am kind of interested to see what all you do when you get ready.”

“Okay, come on, then,” you chuckled, standing up and heading toward your bedroom. 

Jungshin hadn’t been in there, yet, so he was incredibly curious to see what it looked like.

When you opened the door, he shouldn’t have been surprised. One wall was completely taken up by bookshelves, the opposite wall home to a desk filled with makeup. It was quite a small room, obviously, since you were in an apartment, and even though there was quite a lot in there, it was cozy instead of cluttered.

While you went to your closet to pick out something to wear, Jungshin went to your bookshelf to snoop. There were lots of history books, of course, but also some classic literature and even…

“Romance novels?”

“Oh yeah,” you replied, grabbing a dark green, oversized sweater with a golden Christmas tree embroidered on the front and some black jeans. “They’re not as trashy as you think.”

Jungshin perused the rest of the shelves as you popped into the bathroom to change, closing the door behind you. When you emerged, he held up an empty picture frame.

“What are you planning on putting in here?”

“Oh… A picture of us, actually,” you admitted, blushing a little. “But we only have the one.”

“We’ll take some more today, then.”

“So definitely have to make sure my makeup is on point.”

Jungshin chuckled, sitting down on your bed as she went back into the bathroom to curl your hair. He got out his phone, remembering there was something he’d wanted to do.

“Hey, um…”

“Yeah?” you called out, plugging in your curling wand.

“I wanted to post that one picture of us on Instagram. Is that okay?”

“Well, yeah. It’s your Instagram.”

“I know, but I just wanted to make sure you were fine with it.”

“Since you have so many followers?”

“Yeah. Do you want me to tag you?”

“If you want to! I’m sure if someone really wanted to find me, they could. You follow me, so… Oh! I was stalking on Instagram last night, and I found this one girl who posts pictures of every one of your concerts.”

“Cnbluefan?”

“Yeah! She posted a picture of you from last night, and people were actually talking about me!”

“Really?”

“Yeah, someone brought up how much you were smiling, and another girl said she saw you leaving with a girl and all this stuff.”

“They didn’t say anything bad, right?”

“No, no, nothing bad.”

“Good.”

Jungshin opened up Instagram, uploading the picture he’d taken earlier of your flowers and the one picture so far of you two together. He added his favorite filter, tagged you, and typed out his caption. Just after he clicked ‘Share’ he heard your phone ding.

You picked your phone up after putting down your curling wand.

leejungshin91 just shared a post leejungshin91 just tagged you in a post

You clicked on the notification, smiling like a goof when you saw the picture of the flowers and then swiped to see the picture of the two of you. It really was a good picture; both of you looked happy and not awkward.

And then you read the caption.

leejungshin91 The reason for my smile.

“Oh my god, stop,” you said, popping your head out of the bathroom to look at him. “You are so cheesy.”

“Well! People kept commenting about how much I was smiling! It’s because I kept looking at you in the crowd.”

You walked out of the bathroom, even though your hair was not even half-done, going over to Jungshin and standing in front of him as he sat down on your bed. You put your hands on his shoulders, smirking.

“What?” he asked, putting his hands on your waist and looking up at you.

“I’m only saying this because no one else is around.” You bent your head, pressing your forehead against his. “You’re the reason for my smile, too.”

“You wouldn’t say that if other people were here?”

“No,” you chuckled. “I’m too shy to be that cheesy in public. But I’ll probably post my own fair share of cheesy Instagram captions, I’ll admit.”

“Good. If I get to embarrass you, you get to embarrass me, too.”

“Good deal,” you said, dropping a kiss on his lips before heading back into the bathroom to finish your hair.

Jungshin got his phone back out, checking the comments to make sure everything was okay. He scrolled through, seeing a lot of familiar names and nothing bad so far.

cnbluefan Congratulations! We knew something was up 😉 She’s gorgeous! kim_park1880 Aw! Cute! Congrats 😁💘 heynan73 she’s hot cloe_vales pretty!! 💜💜💜💜 kikifreed I knew it!!! Knew there had to be a reason you were so smiley last night 😀 zanita45 @cnbluefan i told u!! cnbluefan @zanita45 you sure did! 😂 bntor good for you! she’s rly pretty! m.8292 cuteeeee couple 💘

Jungshin replied to @cnbluefan since she was always so supportive, typing “Thanks! Gorgeous is definitely the right word.”

“Okay, I just got about fifteen new followers,” you said from the bathroom, eyeing your phone as you continued curling your hair. “And that cnbluefan person is liking basically all of my pictures.”

“She’s definitely our most vocal fan,” he chuckled. “I’ve met her at just about every show. Her name is… Taylor, I think? She’s really sweet and not creepy.”

“Yeah, she just commented on one of my few selfies saying I’m so pretty, and that you’re lucky.”

“Well, I am. And... if anyone ever bothers you, let me know.”

“I’ll just block them. I can handle it.”

“I know, but it would be because of me, so I want to know.”

“Okay, that’s fair enough,” you replied, getting ready to curl the last piece of hair.

Once you were finished, you unplugged your curling wand and headed out to your vanity to do your makeup. You sat down in your chair, sliding on a headband to get your freshly done hair out of your face.

“This is what I’m the most interested in,” he said, turning to watch. “I don’t have any sisters, obviously, so I’ve never really seen a girl do her makeup.”

“Do you want me to explain what I’m doing?” you chuckled, looking at him in your mirror.

“Sure!”

“Okay, well, I’ve recently been starting with my eye makeup first because I’m more likely to mess that up.” You opened one of the drawers in the stand next to you, rummaging around for an eyeshadow palette.

“Holy shit,” Jungshin said, leaning over to look in the drawer you’d just opened. “What are all those?”

“These are eyeshadow palettes.” You took out the one you’d chosen, opening it to show him.

“And you use all of those?”

“Well, not all at once. Some of them I use more than others. Some of them I have just because they’re iconic in the makeup world. Like collector’s items.”

You didn’t even mention the other drawers of eyeshadow palettes you had...

After deciding which colors to use, you got out your eyeshadow primer and tape. “I use this to get a nice clean line for my eyeliner,” you explained, knowing he would ask.

“Okay, got it.” He really had no idea what you were talking about, but oh well.

He watched you as you put on the eyeshadow, marveling at how it went from looking messy to looking perfect. And then you did the eyeliner, and he understood the tape. When you took the tape off, he let out a little noise of surprise.

“Oh wow. How do you do that?”

“A lot of practice. Just like your bass.”

“Right,” Jungshin chuckled. “Makes sense.”

“So, now I’m doing foundation,” you said, opening another drawer and taking out a bottle. “Aw crap, I forgot to wet my sponge.” 

You always did!

“Huh?”

You held up an orange egg looking thing. “This is called a foundation sponge. It’s what I like to use to put my foundation on because it looks more natural and even. But it works best when it’s damp.” You got up and went into the bathroom, running it under the faucet and squeezing it several times.

“None of this makes any sense to me,” he admitted, though he was sure you wouldn’t mind or judge him.

“That’s okay,” you laughed, pumping out your foundation onto your sponge before pouncing it all over your face.

“So, why do you need to put that on? It’s like the same color as your skin.”

“That’s the point. It just makes my face look more even and flawless.”

You talked him through putting on your concealer (“But why is that lighter than your face?”), baking your under eye, contour, blush, highlight (“Whoa, that’s intense”), brows, lashes (“Yeah, they definitely make a huge difference”), and finally lipstick.

“Do you do this every day?” he asked in a tone of disbelief.

“Well, not every day. And some days I don’t use everything, but most of the time I do my makeup, I do it like this,” you explained before misting your face with setting spray.

“It’s fun for you?”

“Yeah, it is, actually. It’s relaxing, too. It’s a time for me to focus on myself, and I just look so good when I’m done, it makes me feel good.”

“Well, you do an impeccable job.”

“Thanks,” you smiled. “You ready for lunch?”

“Sure am,” he answered, standing up and heading out toward the front door. “All the comments on my picture have been good so far, by the way. Everyone thinks you’re really pretty.”

“Well, you obviously have a lot of sweet fans,” you blushed, grabbing your mustard peacoat and gray scarf from the coat rack before you headed outside.

“I mean, yeah, but they're not being sweet. They're just telling the truth,” he replied, smirking slightly. You had said that once, and he dearly loved to tease you.

“Okay, come on, let’s go to lunch.” You rolled your eyes, trying not to smile.

“Should we take a picture before we leave?”

“Might as well. This is the best my hair and makeup will look all day.”

Jungshin laughed as he came to stand behind you, putting his free arm across the front of your shoulders and pressing the side of his jaw against your temple. As he held his other arm out to find a good angle with his phone, you brought your hands up to hold onto his arm across your shoulders, leaning into him.

Once Jungshin had you both in the frame, tilting the phone just so, he counted down from three. You smiled widely, showing all of your teeth, while Jungshin simply lifted one corner of his mouth in a half-smile. He’d figured out that's how he looked best in selfies.

“Aww, that's cute,” you said when you saw the end result, still holding onto Jungshin’s arm.

“I'll send it to you,” he murmured, clicking on your picture in the AirDrop menu.

You walked out to his car after you received the picture, and once you got in, you connected your phone to his Bluetooth.

“It's Hamilton time,” you said with a slight smirk. When the first song started playing, you had to bite your lip to keep from singing along.

Around the middle of the first song, you opened up Instagram and took a video of Jungshin driving and nodding his head along to the music. Forcing this guy to listen to Hamilton 😝💖 you typed before adding it to your story. You didn’t want to tag him in the video in case any of your new followers had not so nice intentions. You knew it probably wouldn’t be a big deal since Jungshin really couldn’t be classified as a “celebrity,” but still.

You had only gotten to “Schuyler Sisters” before arriving at your lunch destination.

“What do you think so far?” you asked, eyebrows raised as you got out of the car.

“Which sister does he marry?”

“I’m not telling you! But I definitely have a favorite sister.”

“Okay, I’ll pay close attention on the way back so I can figure out who it is,” Jungshin nodded.

Of course, you had “🎶Look around, look around at how lucky we are to be alive right now🎶” stuck in your head for the rest of the day, even after you listened to more in the car on the way home and the rest of the first part back at Jungshin’s house.

“Yeah, it’s pretty good,” he said, nodding as he rubbed Simba’s chest. You were both currently lounging on the couch, your phone resting in a cup on the coffee table to amplify the sound.

“That’s how I felt when I listened to the first part for the first time, too. It wasn’t until I listened to the second part when I really got obsessed. And really only at the very end. It was one of those things that came on suddenly.”

“Well...” Jungshin began, tapping his chin in thought. “I was going to guess Peggy was your favorite sister, but she hasn’t been in it again.”

“Peggy? Why Peggy?” you chuckled.

“Because she was like ‘Let’s go home’ when they were all out in the city. I don’t know, it reminded me of you.”

“Yeah, I can be a party pooper, I know.”

“Not in a bad way,” Jungshin assured you, leaning toward you. “So, is Eliza your favorite, then?”

You nodded, fighting back the urge to tell him why. If you did it would only spoil it. 

But, of course, that’s all you wanted to talk about now. So you grabbed a nearby tennis ball and headed for the back door.

“Come on, Simba, let’s go play!” 

Simba scrambled to get off the couch, wagging his tail as he followed you outside.

Jungshin trailed behind you, smiling like an idiot and getting his phone out. This was too cute. 

He opened Instagram and took a video of you throwing the ball and playing with Simba. He made sure to add the heart eyes emoji on the screen before adding it to his story. 

When he got back to the homepage, he saw you had posts on your story so he clicked on your icon. The first was a picture of your television when you’d been watching your documentary earlier. You were such a nerd; he loved it. 

Then he saw the video of him driving and listening to Hamilton, eliciting a chuckle from the back of his throat. 

The last post was a picture of your lunch - he had added a picture of his lunch, too, so he couldn’t even make fun of you for being that kind of Instagrammer. 

He then went to your profile and turned on your post notifications. Now you guys were truly #CoupleGoals.

Part 6

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// “hi, I’m not from the US” ask set ALL OF THEM YOU COWARD. ALL OF THEM. YOU REBLOGGED THAT MEME NOW COMMIT. GIVE ME MY STALKER KNOWLEDGE. GIMME. OR MEET ME IN THE PIT.

“hi, i’m not from the us” meme - @fearllacy //Bruh, you curious George xD! But dare is a dare and me not want to the coconut pit D: so here we go!

1. favourite place in your country?

Summer cottage, a place to escape the hectic city life *thumbs up*

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad?

Toss me with a shoe because of my unecological thinking but I do like to see new places and cultures  so whenever there is a chance, I try to travel abroad. 

3. does your country have access to sea?

We are the land of thousand lakes buuut we also have sea around us, a lot in the south! so we can escape to Estonia xD 

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

Praised Karelian Pasty and Kalakukko here! otherwise our food is pretty much either stolen from Sweden or colorless/tasteless xD 

5. favourite song in your native language?

Me revealed some of them hier :>

6. most hated song in your native language?

Spent the yesterday browsing around Youtube xD and results are täällä

7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

Wow, this is a thing I’ve never thought about it so this should be something to be asked from my mates because they know better which words I repeat nonstop *laughs*  Hey, how about teaching you fellow buddies a few Finnish words?

- Juoksentelisinkohan?  (=I wonder if I should run around aimlessly?)Never heard anyone say this but I think it’s very amusing word in general xD 

- Lohikäärme = dragon Simply put so but if you write “lohi” and “käärme” separated, you get salmon and snake. In other words the translation could also be salmonsnake,kinda makes sense, kinda doesn’t *laughs*

- Pöpelikkö

= ThicketRarely used word for a forest/growth that is hard to walk through, maybe in spoken language means more like “in middle of nowhere” or at least that’s how I use that word ::D  

Bonus: lentokonesuihkuturbiinimoottoriapumekaanikkoaliupseerioppilasThe longest officially approved finnish word monster. In english it would beAeroplaneshowerturbinemotorhelpmechanicnoncommissionedofficerstudent. 

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom?

I probably told this before but I’m not a bloodline finn, my biological roots are in China (but I’ve spent practically my whole life here so my soul is very suomi perkele saunaan ja torille xD). As imaginable, this causes awkward situations because people get misunderstood or assume things right away but well whoopsies happpen as long as no one makes a number about it, it’s all ok ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best?

Revealed #lifegoals här!

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

Maybe the most heard sweard word is the finnish version of F-word  [x]Frankly spoken I don’t like or use it because it’s like the C-word and dunno, sounds weird when people love to repeat loudly a word that literally means woman’s genitals :D Nah my favorite swearword is “Perkele” because when you are angry you can feel the power in the R-letter.  But I actually use “Helvetti” (=hell) the most, no idea how it happened but anyway, if it’s not “PERRRKELE” then it’s “EI HELVETTI” *laughs* last time I swear like mad was when I had to assemble a furniture at work xD

11. favourite native writer/poet?

Tove Jansson adoration here :>

12. what do you think about English translations 

I have to admit I’m not familiar with translated literacy D: wait no I lied! I’ve read 2 Moomin books in english but don’t remember paying attention to the translation, only thing that was confusing first was the names in english because there wasn’t any expalanations to the names of the (random) side characters xD

13. does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

We finns love icy waters but we have another tradition that is a dank meme. I mean TORILLE!! which basically means finns rush to the local market places if we win hockey championships or are good in any other sports. I think it’s a global jokebut yeah finns are trash for getting national recognision. Just mention us anywhere outside the borders and transmit that info to Finland and you can hear and see people hyping it like mad and I am not sure if other countries do this too in such extreme ways xD  

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

One thing that makes watching the finnish tv boring is that they literallt recycle the celebrities which means same faces in almost every fame teledrama or shows and practically everywhere you go or channel surf, you’ll see them and then even tabloids need to write nonstop about their slighest moves.  It is good to be ecological but if there is an actor that needs to shove their face everywhere no matter what and they try to keep their fame in every way, it just doesn’t work plus this might be stereotyping but in those “finnish versions” of big shows, finns are somewhat stiff and don’t go like “yeehaw WOHOO \o/” the same way like in the original shows  so it sometimes looks like they try too hard to be like the original or they are just “forced” to be superhyper. 

Another reason I don’t watch much finnish series is that the articulating is bad or then there is something wrong with the audio or it’s just my bad hearing but the actors tend to speak very very quietly so you have to put volume on if you want to hear anything on the telly and then your ears get rekt and wasted because when the commercials (which are louder than the normal speech) comes, the sound is even louder [x] just like when you open your computer and forgot the volume is at maximum and whe Windows start music suddenly appears. 

I bet there are good finnish movies too that are high quality and I personally enjoy the game shows (quiz like thingies) but in general, nah :p 15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

Another thing outsiders maybe don’t understand but finns love to queue and freebies and an ultimate example is that usually if a new shop opens up, people can start to queue a long before the grand opening. Funniest thing is that free buckets are the most queued thing and why not because they are useful xD

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

Maybe my favorite finnish stereotype is that finns love personal space [x] It is a national joke that if there is a bus stop, finns don’t stand next to each other (well in the capital and big cities maybe) but they have at least 2 meters distance xD 

17. are you interested in your country’s history?

Frankly spoken nah, I mean I liked to hear my grandparents’ stories about the life when they were younger and how my both grandfathers had to see the wars but in general nah, because well we’ve been owned by Swedes and Russians and had a civil war.  

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?

I’m originally from the Eastern Finland that has its dialect  and people distinguish it easily. Especially now that I’ve lived outside my hometown during studies and work, people tell that they hear strong dialect although I only use it in the person pronouns *eyes emoji*

19. do you like your country’s flag and/or emblem? what about the national anthem?

Blue is a nice color so thumbs up for that! Well can’t say I’m a fanatic finn but of course it sounds nice to hear the anthem on telly [x]

20. which sport is The Sport in your country?

Hockey is probably where Finland is the most successful but we also like football (duh, everyone likes) but we suck at that so bye FIFA dreams xD you know about that Phil because I ranted about it last summer XD

21. if you could send two things from your country into space, what would they be?

SALMIAKKI and that free bucket *laughs* 

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

There are many things very well in Finland, like everyone gets a free basic education and natural disasters such as earthquakes are very rare so it’s quite safe. 

What am I ashamed of? Well frankly spoken we are way too soft on criminals in my opinion so our country should fix the law system so that the criminals would get rougher and longer punishments for rough crimes. 

23. which alcoholic beverage is the favoured one in your country?

I think beers, wines and long drinks are in now? 

24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?

Sweden! It’s a common joke that we are so jealous of Swedes being better people and succeeding in everything and of course in our jokes swedes are the dummies. I think Scandinavian countries do that about each other like Finland vs Sweden, Iceland vs Denmark and Sweden vs Norway *laughs*

25. would you like to come from another place, be born in another country?

But I am born in another country xD Nah no, I wouldn’t change a thingblue eyes would be cool but finns tend to burn in the sun and I enjoy the summer I’m happy like this :p 26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?

The latest news about Finland in American media must’ve been that when Trump misunderstood the forest defense thing and said something like Finns are so diligent they rake their forest floors [x] but the truth is that we don’t because our climate is different. Of course we have forest fires too but they are much much smaller than in California. 

27. favourite national celebrity?

I fangirled Antti holma here, he handsome, he funny, he has a podcast  :> 

28. does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? do you have favourites?I think a couple of mountains exsist [x] but more rivers and thousands of lakes! I like the lakes, since I’ve spent most of my summers at our summer cottage near the lake. Actually never been in the north but I’d love to go on a roadtrip someday to see them!

29. does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country?

We beat Sweden and Russia so no one shall mess with our smol country! :p

Fun fact: There is a guy named Simo Häyhä, a sniper who is said to be killed more than 505 men during the 1939–40 Winter War [x]

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family?

We have a multicultural family tree, relatives from France, Germany, Sweden, Japan and so on :)! 

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[kpopisthereasonihavenolife]

Secret Sketches

GOT7

Im Jaebum (JB)/Reader [F]

Genres: Cute/Fluff

Words: 5.1k

I think I had too much fun writing this??? Thank youuu

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You currently sat in a booth, waiting for JB at some local hole in the wall diner you two had found in the past.  He had texted you, asking if you wanted to come over or go out to eat something with him that afternoon, and with no other plans and you missing your best friend, you had reason to decline.  Another reason is for you to get mental and maybe even a few sneaky pictures of him to snap on your phone.  

You waited for him, getting there early as you took the small black bag off your back and pulled out your most recent sketchbook and opened it to the latest page you started to sketch on. You always sketched when you were by yourself, or if you were in an environment where you didn’t know anyone.  One simple reason was because of what littered the pages of your sketchbook.

Sketches of JB is what you hid so fiercely from any familiar eye around.  The only person who knew what was inside the book was Jinyoung, and that was only because he snatched it out of your hand last time you were at his house and he was being a dick. Now he silently teases you about it and promises not to tell anyone after you literally begged him for nearly and hour.  You also blocked him inside his own house so he couldn’t leave until he promised.  

You would sometimes take pictures of him you would find online or take your own pictures when he isn’t looking and then put them on your computer before printing out a small version of it to tape to the corner of your sketch page and then sketch it out with pencil.  Sometimes you would just sketch from memory or there was one time you sketched him when he fell asleep.  

You weren’t being a creepy, or being some crazy stalker fangirl.  He was your best friend and, idol or not, he was what inspired you to draw.  To sketch and be artistic.  As cliche as it was, he was your muse.  His singing and talents inspired you, his words kept you up and going and his features, from bedhead to showtime, were your inspiration and motivation to keep doing art.  

You did to other things too, like still sketches or messed with paint and what not, but you never let him peek inside your precious sketchbook you always had on you.  You were currently sketching and darkening a shadow of his jawline when you heard feet coming closer to you from behind.  You quickly slammed your book shut, and peered over your shoulder to see JB enter the diner and wave to you.  You stuffed your book back into your bag and tossed your pencil in with it just as he sat down.

“You were sketching again?”  You nodded at him, zipping your bag.  “You’re never going to show me what’s in that thing, are you?”  You looked up, seeming to be thinking for a moment.  But in fact, you were just playing and prolonging the answer he always got.

“Hmm, I think, no.” He just huffed and shook his head, laughing slightly as the two of you changed topics and started conversing.  

It had been a while since he actually saw you in person.  He had been too busy lately to go out and do things freely without someone following him or him being on the way to some promotion or show.  He would call you and text you as much as possible and you two did speak everyday, but it wasn’t the same as actually seeing you sit in front of him.  

He listened to you ramble on about your college classes your talking on about the people who annoyed you and the people who didn’t.  Your exams and results, even your job.  He listened to it all, and took everything in, listening intently to every word.  He didn’t really care what you spoke about, so long as you spoke to him.

“And as always, I’m probably boring you again.”  You told him as you huffed and grabbed your drink you ordered some time ago and twirled your straw around before sipping on it.  He shook his head, taking his own cup and bringing it up to his lips to take a drink from the edge of the glass.  

“No.  I enjoy listening to you ramble, contrary to popular belief.”  You just rolled your eyes at him.  “You mentioned working on something new for your art class, didn’t you?”  You looked at him and nodded.

“Yeah.  Just a landscape though.  I’m not very good at those, I’d much rather do a still sketch of an object or a person than a large chunk of land.”  He watched you put your elbow on the table and lean into your palm, twirling your straw to stir the ice in your glass.  You weren’t very enthusiastic about it it seemed.  

“How much have you finished of it?”  You tapped the straw with your index finger, thinking for a moment.  

“Uh, I have the outlines sketched lightly on one of my canvases, so I could start with color if I wanted to.”

“Medium you’re using this time?”

“I’ll probably just watercolor.  It’s easier to blend than oils or acrylics, or with me it is anyways.”  You knew what he was going to ask next.  He always asked the same thing when he brought up your work.  

“Can I come and watch you work on it then?” There it was.  You just smiled at him as you finally dropped your arm from your cheek and let it hit the table and looked at him.

“Don’t you always?”

“It’s always better to ask.”  You nodded sarcastically at him.

“Right.  If I let Bambam come over anytime he wants to, then you’re sure as hell welcome to waltz in whenever you want to.”  

“Yeah, well, Bambam has no sense of mannerisms because you spoil him too much.”  You faked a hurt gasp.  Bambam was a like a little brother to you, and you needed to spoil him.  It was your obligation. JB just laughed and swatted at your arm across the table, only whiffing your skin as you pulled your arm back too quickly.  

You then grabbed your bag and slung it on your shoulder after digging out some cash to set on the table for the price of your drink.  You slid out of the booth and stood up, stretching, before putting your hands on your hips and looked down at JB who was taking a sip of his, nearly empty, drink.

“Well, if you’re coming over, do so now.  I’m going to start when I get home and home is where I’m headed.”  You turned and moved to the door, stopping only to chat with a friend of yours about an assignment in one of your core classes woh sat at a different table.  JB looked at your bills on the table and shook his head. He dug out enough money to pay for both drinks and grabbed your bills, hiding them in his sleeve as he walked over to you.

“You ready?”  You looked up and asked him.  He nodded as he pat your bag that was on your back.  The pat was his silent way of telling you he was ready to go, or so you thought. However, what he really did was slip your money back into your smallest pouch, not letting you waste your money you needed to be careful with, for a drink he would happily pay for in your stead.

The walk home wasn’t long and soon you entered your apartment. It was like any other ordinary apartment with a couple bedrooms, a bathroom, kitchen and living room all connected along the entrance to the small hallway.  One room was obviously yours, the other was your ‘studio’ as you called it.  You kept your canvases and sketchbooks, brushes, pencils and mediums of all kinds in that room.  

Lined with plastic covering the tan carpeted floor to keep it from being stained at any point and a ceiling fan to help move the scent of paint or wax out the open window faster.  It was almost like a real art studio.

You entered your studio, JB behind you, and set your bag on the desk, taking your sketchbook out and setting it on the desktop before turning back to JB.  

“I’m going to go change into something I don’t mind getting dirty.  You can just pull up a stool and wait in here.”  You turned to go, but stopped.  “Oh, and the clothes you left here from the last time you stayed over is in the bag you also left in the living room.  Grab that before you leave this time.”  With that you trotted out.  

JB went and grabbed the bag of his he forget and saw his clothes stuffed inside.  He had been wondering where that shirt had got to, now the mystery was solved. He brought it back with him in the studio, knowing if he didn’t, he’d forget everything again. Then, in his waiting moments of hearing you jungle around with your hangers to find your art clothes, he looked at your sketchbook.  

He put his bag down by your desk and picked up the book, almost afraid to open it.  He knew you didn’t like anyone looking in it, but he was your best friend.  What could be in this god forsaken book that you wouldn’t even let him see?  It couldn’t possibly be anything that bad.  It was obviously PG, or else you wouldn’t even dare to open it in public places or places children could sneak a peek at it.  So what could it be?

He took a breath and steeled himself before hooking his finger under a few pages and slowly cracking it open.  He nearly dropped the damn thing when he opened it to see his own face staring back at him- er, well not at him, but angled in a way it would be looking right past him.  It was a sketch of him, shaded and all in pencil.  He could see the outlines of your starting basic shapes and how you used different pencils for darker places and detail.  There was writing on bottom of the page, but he heard you coming back to the room before he could read it.  

Acting totally on impulse, he shut the book and stuffed it into his bag with his clothes, even burying it under them before he moved to sit on the stool in the back corner, the same place he always sat and pulled out his phone to seem like he was on it the whole time.  

Not a second later you opened the studio door and stepped in, the sound of the crinkling plastic under your bare feet.  Your jeans were covered in old paint stains and your black, old tank top was as well.  Your hair was tied up into a messy, loose bun on the back of your head and you even had your glasses perched on your nose today.  Your hands and wrists were bare of all jewelry and you only had the necklace the boys had got you on, but tucked under your tank top.

JB always preferred seeing you all bare and covered in paint than anything else.  It made him feel oddly satisfied to know you were comfortable working in front of him; and the outfits clad in paint always made sure to tell him that, even if you didn’t.  

“Like I always say, just go when you get bored, alright?”  He just rolled his eyes and leaned against the two walls behind him that met in the corner.

“I won’t get bored until you stop.”  And with a rolled of your eyes this time, you were grabbing your things and were soon painting.  

You were copying a blown up image of the nearby park you took a picture of.  Swapping to look at the image only to paint a bit, back up and then get closer just to make small changes, look back at the photo and repeat.  JB wouldn’t be able to explain why he enjoyed watching you work if someone asked him.  If anyone else were to work so quietly in front of him, he’d probably doze off, but you always kept him wide awake. 

You would occasionally share a short conversation or you’d tell him to start playing some music from either his or your phone, and when he did he’d enjoy watching you tap your foot or slightly dance around when you backup to make sure you were painting correctly.  

It was getting closer to dusk now, so you decided to call it quits or else JB would never go back home.  You knew Jinyoung was coming to his house tonight, something or other about JJP, so you couldn’t keep him here.  You huffed as you dipped your brushes into your cup of your cheap paint thinner solution and turned around to motion to JB you were done for the night.

“How’s it coming?” He lifted himself from his stool and walked over to you as you turned to your canvas and crossed your arms, shifting your weight to one leg and tilting your head.

“Not sure.  I’m happy with some of it, other parts I wanna fix, but I’ll work on it more tomorrow probably.” You turned back to JB and pulled your phone from your pocket and showed him the time, tapping on the screen.  “Now, you need to go home.  Jinyoung will call and shout at me if you aren’t home when he gets there.  It’s annoying when he yells at me over the phone.”  

“You could just mute him, or put the phone on the table until he’s done.”

“Yes, but I’ve tried that.  Then he yelled at me for not listing when he’s ‘lecturing’.”  You used air quotes around the final word and caused JB to chuckle. “Seriously thought, get home you oaf.”  You slightly pushed on his arm and pointed at his bag, still in the corner.  “And take your bag with you!”  He was suddenly reminded of the sketchbook in said bag.  

Should he give it back?  You hadn’t even noticed it was gone, far too busy with painting.  Maybe he could borrow it, just for a day and apologize tomorrow.  If you were angry, then he’d buy you food or take you out, but after seeing that picture of him and not being able to read what it said, he had to know.  

He had to.  

He went and grabbed the bag, slinging it on his shoulder as you walked him down to the main floor of your building and saw him off.  He said his final goodbyes before he swiped his thumb across your cheek, catching the last bit of some still not yet dry paint that lingered on your skin.  

“Paint.”  Was all he said as he rubbed his thumb against his forefinger to slowly rid the color off his skin.  You crossed your arms and chuckled at him.

“Thanks, but it would have came off in the shower.”  And with one more shove from you and a small hug, careful not to get paint on him (he didn’t really care, he was getting a hug, paint or no paint), he was off and you were headed back inside to your apartment for a much needed shower.

When he got home, he was indeed greeted by an annoyed Jinyoung with his phone in hand, probably more than ready to call you and rant about how JB wasn’t home when he got there.  JB only put his bag on the couch and told him not to call you, because then he wouldn’t be able to show him what he had found, or rather tell him about the sketchbook of yours he had.

“Why not?  I can’t just not call her.”  

“No, I have her sketchbook and if you call her, she might find out.”  Jinyoung took a moment.  

“You,” he pointed at his older friend, “have Y/N’s sketchbook?” JB nodded.  “Like, the one she’s using right now, not a new one?”  He nodded again.  “And why do you have it?  I know damn well she wouldn’t just let you have it.  Oh, I know she wouldn’t.”  JB rubbed his neck.

“I saw it on her desk when she was out of the studio changing and I just opened it and I didn’t get to look as long as I wanted to, so I just stuffed it in my bag,” he reached in the bag and pulled it out, “and now here it is.”  JB looked at the black, simple hardcover of it.  

“So, what’s in the book Hyung?” JB looked at Jinyoung, hearing a slight twinge of playfulness in his voice with the spoken honorific.  He arched his brow at him; he was acting like he knew something. “What’s with the look?”

“You’re acting weird.”

“Just answer my question.  What’s inside?”  JB just shook it off and opened the book again, this time to a different page to yet another picture of him.  Jinyoung held back his smile at the sketches.  You really were very talented.  “You?”

“Me.”  He flipped a few more pages.  All of them were him.  Some had small Polaroid photos of him doing random, everyday tasks taped to the top corners  of pages with your sketch of the same photo below it.  Some had many small sketches of him.  A few pages just had profiles of him with no photo reference, just memory.  Then some had small notes and messages about him.  

The two men took the book and sat at the kitchen table, laying the book on the hard surface and looked it over together.  Jinyoung was already aware of most of the content inside, but he did enjoy looking at your newest additions to your JB Admiration Book as he calls it.  

Meanwhile, JB felt his face get hotter with each note and paragraph he read.  Each small heart or star you littered a page with.  Each extremely detailed sketch of him he looked at.  He was flattered, yet confused.  Why would you, someone so talented, decided to draw him?  Much less, over and over again and not tell him about it?  

Don’t misunderstand, he didn’t care that you didn’t tell him, he didn’t mind at all. But, if you wanted to sketch him, all you had to do was ask.  He’d play stubborn for a bit, but in the end he wouldn’t say no to you.  He couldn’t say no to you.

“Oh, I haven’t seen this one.”  Jinyoung took the book and slid it closer to him as he looked at the newest sketch you were doing today at the diner while you waited on JB.  It wasn’t finished, as the only solid, dark lines were his jawline and his shoulders. “Seems like she’s not done with this one.  Shame.”  JB looked at his friend.

“You act like you’ve seen this before?”  Jinyoung looked back as he slid the book back to JB.

“Of course I have.”  JB gaped.

“What?!  But, she doesn’t show anyone this book!”

“She doesn’t unless she’s backed into a corner and forced to come out with it.”  JB gave him a look, not wanting to know what he did to be able to see inside.

“What did- you know what, nevermind, I don’t want to know.”  Jinyoung nodded at him as he watched JB reread all the notes. They weren’t exactly notes, but things about Jb that you admire about him.  Dare say, loved about him.  

You talked about the moles he has on his eyelid. His nose, his shoulders, his lips, his eyes, his brows and even his forehead.  Some of the pictures where he was laughing you talked about his laugh and his smile.  The one he was sleeping was chalk full of mushy things about how cute he is when he’s relaxed.  Or focused when he’s working, tired when he’s busy, and sulky when he misses you.  

“You know,” Jinyoung started, “I don’t think it’s too far-fetched to say she has a little crush on you.”  JB didn’t look at him, but he could hear the smirk on his face.  Jinyoung constantly poked fun at JB for his more than obvious soft spot for you, and now that he knew that he knew how both sides felt, he was in the middle of a fun game where he poked and jabbed at you both without either of you noticing.  He was crafty.

“I couldn’t come up with a valid argument if I tried.”  JB couldn’t stop looking through it again and again.  “How do I give this back to her?”

“Just text her saying that you’ll come to her place tomorrow when she’s out of class.  She’ll probably be in a frenzy all day from not having the sketchbook.  So, she’ll be delighted to see it at first when you return it, then the realization will set it and bam.  Opportunity open.”  JB eyed him.

“Just how long have you been hoping this would happen?”

“A while.”  

“It shows.”

Jinyoung stayed a bit longer and the two of them did actually get to talk about what they needed to for a bit before he was leaving to his own home.  JB sat in his bed, changed and ready for bed at nearly midnight, but kept going through the book over and over and over again.  He couldn’t believe it, and even if he kept looking back and forth to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, it was still hard to believe.

He didn’t doubt anything, but he was just surprised.  Someone like you, actually liked him? It just shocked him, but it was a joyful shock. A happy one that would be confirmed tomorrow.  So with one final look through, a text to you saying he’d be over tomorrow to ‘watch you work more’ and placing the book on his nightstand for the night.  He tucked himself into bed and basically forced himself to go to sleep, for the next day couldn’t come faster.

The next day when he was heading to you place, he hadn’t gotten a reply from you but he knew you had seen it.  Part of him felt guilty, knowing you were probably anxious to high heaven about losing your sketchbook, but if he hadn’t taken it, he would have never known.  He made his way to your building and trotted up to your floor and entered your apartment, knowing the passcode lock code to get inside.

He went in, taking off his shoes and was met with your body slumped, laying across your couch, face in the cushions and arms hanging above your head over the armrest.  Yeah, this was more or less what he was expecting.  He sat on ground next to your head, his bag next to him as he rubbed your back.

“Y/N?”  You groaned to him a greeted.  He almost smiled, finding your sulking cute.  “You seem glum, something happen?”  Lets see if he can get you to spill about losing your book first.  You shook your head, denying anything.  He rolled his eyes as he pinched your side, making you jump and turn your head to see him. Well, almost.  Your hair covered your face, so JB took the liberty to move it out of the way and tuck it behind your head or behind your ear.  

“Hello there,” he smiled to you.

“Hello yourself,” you grumbled back.  JB just sighed and unzipped his bag as you turned and faced the ceiling to sulk some more.  He pulled the book from his bag and then moved to hold it above your face.  You gasped and sat up, slamming your face into the hardcover of it, knocking it out of his hand and down into your lap.  JB gasped in turn as you connected with it.  Your forehead was turning red, but all you did was grasp the book and sigh in relief.  

“That’s where it was. Thank goodness it was safe.”  You huffed as JB just sat there, waiting.  Waiting for you to realize he had the book.  He had it all along and with as long as he had it, he knew you would realize he went through it.  You jumped to yourself and whipped around to look at him, nearly falling off the couch before he caught your shoulders to keep your upper half suspended in air, your knees still on the couch cushions.

“Why did you have my book?!”  Your yelling pushed your body forward, as you unconsciously pushed forwards with your knees, and the lack of support behind JB made him fall onto his back as you fell onto him, both hitting the ground with a dull thud and hoping the people under you don��t bother to investigate the sudden noise.

You shook your head and moved to sit up, not realizing how you sat on his stomach, legs on either side of him and hands on his chest.  Book long forgotten on the couch cushions.  You looked down at him as he looked up at you.  Clearly your mind was in a different world than his, his mindset too focused on how you sat on him at the present moment in time, you demanded answers.

“Well?”  He just looked away from you, clearing his throat. “Im Jaebum, why did you have my book!”  He looked back to you.

“Yah!  Where are your manners at?”

“Clearly not here right now, as I want answers!” He sighed as he explained.

“I wanted to know what you always kept hidden in that stupid thing, so I took a peek and when I was looking at it, you were coming back and so I stuffed it in my bag and took it home.  End of story.”  

“That’s all.  End of story.  So you didn’t look inside anymore?”  He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“Of course I did.  Why wouldn’t I when I had the damn thing.”  Your face grew to show a bright red colored face of panic as everything hit you.  He knew all the things you wrote, all the pictures you had and took, all the sketches you did.  All the feelings you wrote down that you would never be able to tell him to his face.  Not to mention, you finally realized how you were pinning him down and started to scramble to get off him and run from your problems.

Perfect plan, right?  Just run away and don’t deal with the repercussions of your stupid little hobby and all will be well, right?  That’s how that works, isn’t it?

You swung your legs over his stomach and moved to stand up, but a grip on your wrist dragged you back to the floor with a yelp.  You hit the ground on your bottom before you were being trapped.  JB sat with his legs on either side of yours, his arms wrapped over your biceps and hands clasped together in front of your chest, pulling your back to his chest, keeping you locked against him.  

He pushed his cheek against the top of your head as he felt your breathing quicken.  He tried calming you down by whispering to you that it was okay and that he wasn’t angry about anything.  He wanted you to calm down so he could explain himself, then maybe you could explain what everything meant.  

He had an inkling of an idea, but he wanted to hear you say it.  He wanted it to be certain.  

“I just want to know Y/N.  What do those things you wrote mean?”  

“W-what things in particular?”

“All of it.”  If his cheek wasn’t still against your head, you would have thrown your head back in frustration.

“You’re being unfair.”  

“I think the unfair one is you here. You drew amazing sketches, took pictures and wrote so many things down in that book and never told me.”  He felt you stiffen.  

“I-I’m sorry, I know it’s a breach of your privacy.  I just really like how you look and well- you know, you’re my best friend and well-”  You cut yourself off with a sigh and started kicking your feet in annoyance accompanied with whines.  Your childlike behavior was basically confirming his suspensions more and more.  He snickered behind you making you snap at him. “What’re you laughing about?!”  

“Nothing.”  He moved to put a kiss behind your ear, making you jump as he felt a buzz in his pocket. His phone. He had let you go, as you moved not too far from him, but out from his grasp as he dug his phone out of his pocket and opened it.  You watched him tap around and smirk at his screen as your face felt like you could fry an egg on it.  

He looked up to you and smiled bigger as he held his phone out to you.  You looked at him, then it, then him again. He wiggled the phone a bit, gesturing for you to take it.

“Read it.  It’s from Jinyoung.”  You hesitantly took the phone, wondering why he wasn’t acting like he hadn’t just kissed behind your ear as he trapped you in his arms after admitting he took your sketchbook.  You should be mad, but all you could be is confused and flustered.

Looking at the phone screen, you wanted to throw the phone itself, the text not helping your already jumbled mess of questions in your head.  

“You tell her you like her yet?”  

You looked back up to JB as he was now leaned his elbow on the couch cushion, legs crossed under him and he supported his chin on his palm.  He looked way too calm, and way too cocky for that matter.  He was filled with pride and something about that comforted, yet worried you.

“Uh, JB? What’s he talking about?”  He shrugged.

“Talking about the girl I like.  He knew I took her sketchbook and he told me how to give it back to her and how it would be the perfect chance to tell her how I felt.”  Screaming was a thing that you wanted to do, but if you did, the neighbors of yours would most certainly bang down your door to make sure you weren’t being murdered, or to murder you.

“So t-that girl, is she-”

“You?  Yeah.”  You froze again as he leaned towards you and kissed your nose, making you jump.  He grabbed your wrist again and pulled your forwards to where your face hit his chest and knocked him backwards, like before when you landed off the couch.  Only this time, he held your chest to his as you lay on him and he just laughed.  He laughed long and hard and soon, you were laughing with him too.

You weren’t sure why you were laughing, or how you got to the point you couldn’t stop, but every other feeling was gone besides happiness now.  Your anger, confused, flustered emotions were gone like a storm and your laughter mixed with JB’s was like the sun coming back out, promising to soak up the rain and make it brighter again.  

Love surely was a thing to laugh about, especially with your new boyfriend.  

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Who’s bad at endings?  Well, me of course~! 

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loml - Prologue and Chapter 1

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Content: Modern-day Steve Clark x OC standalone fic in seven parts. Basically fluffy fangirl wish-fulfilment! If 'what if Steve didn't die' fics are not your thing, you might want to skip this one.

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Prologue

Skimming through the Kensington & Chelsea Gazette looking for any coverage of Thursday’s awards event, something else catches my eye as it whizzes past. Quickly I scroll back up - charity event in a local pub. But who’s that in the background? It can’t be. He must live in California or somewhere? Can’t be… 

Chapter 1

“Vodka tonic please, err, double, and what’s he drinking?” I gesture over my shoulder at the man sitting in the corner of the otherwise almost empty pub.

“Anything. Everything.” replies the barman with a wry smile.

“Well, can you pick something he likes. Please.”

The barman hands me my drink and a double brandy. I take a gulp of vodka, for courage, and try to walk casually towards the corner table, fearing that my double-speed heartbeat is loud enough to be heard by the whole room.

I’ve practised what to say over and over, but what comes out is just a squeaky “Hi.”

Steve looks up, faintly startled but not unfriendly. I guess this sort of thing still happens to him a lot.

“Err, can I talk to you? I bought you a drink.” I proffer the glass, cringing inwardly at my total lack of cool, but he smiles politely, pushes his newspaper to the side, and gestures to the stool opposite.

“Sorry. This is totally stalkery, but I recognised you and I couldn’t not at least try and speak to you. I kind of expected you’d have a bodyguard or something?”

“Don’t really need one. Pete,” he gestures at the bartender, “growls at anyone who gets weird.”

“Does this count as weird?”

“Nah. You look… harmless.” He picks up the glass. “Thank you, but you didn’t have to bribe me.”

“No, but I guessed this happened to you all the time and the drink would at least buy me ten minutes. Think of it as payment for your time.”

The corner of his mouth quirks up in a half-smile. “Go on then. You got me. What do you want to know?”

“Umm…” All my carefully planned insightful questions have evaporated. “What’s it like… not being in Def Leppard?”

“Quieter.” He’s staring down into the glass.

So that was a stupid question. “How’s the new band?”

That seems to be better, he looks up and his face is animated again. “Good. It’s really… chilled out. Just playing what we want, when we want. We’re doing a second album. I guess somebody must of bought the first one.”

“I did.”

He looks down again, self-conscious, and mumbles “Thanks.” Then, I think trying to change the subject, he asks what my name is.

“Georgie, well Georgina, but everyone calls me Georgie.”

“And what brings you here on this,” he checks the window, “sunny day?”

“Just filling time between appointments.” I hope that sounds convincing, and less sinister than the true answer of ‘looking for you’! “And how about you? Is this your local? Sorry, is that too nosy?”

He shakes his head slightly, “I guess it is now. I got barred from the really local local.”

“Really, what did you do?”

“I broke a table. And quite a lot of glasses. I was… juggling. Badly. They called the police.” He looks kind of ashamed of himself, but also just a little bit gleeful. “It’s fine. I paid for it all. They’ll let me back in eventually, they always do.”

He swallows the last of the brandy and leans back. I feel like I’m being dismissed and move to pick up my bag.

“D’you smoke?”

“Err, yeah, sometimes.” This is sort of a lie. I used to. But I haven’t, except the occasional joint, for years. I did however buy a packet of Marlboro Red (the brand that he’s shown with in the old photos, from before all the packets were generic with diseased lungs on them) just in case that provided an opportunity (yeah, okay, well into creepy stalker territory now!).

“We can go out the back.”

He leads the way to a door at the back of the pub which leads to a small rather dingy courtyard housing a few sickly potted plants and a lot of ashtrays. The protective barman watches us go, frowning. I try to look trustworthy.

Steve offers me a cigarette, which I accept, and lights it for me. With a match, I note. He must be the only smoker I know who doesn’t use a lighter. We stand in slightly awkward silence for a few moments, while I very carefully inhale and try not to cough.

“So. You know what I do. What do you do?”

“Do? Oh, for work. I’m an events manager. Mostly corporate stuff, nothing cool.”

“Sounds interesting.”

“Just spreadsheets and email. Like everyone else’s job. But yeah, I get to meet interesting people I suppose, guest speakers and comedians and so on. I brought coffee to Barack Obama once!”

Steve nods but doesn’t comment, so I fish around for something else to say about my really very mundane work life. “The hours suit me, lots of evening work, no early mornings.”

“Like my job.”

“Yeah. Less glamorous though I imagine.”

Again, no comment.

“It’s not my dream job or anything, I used to be a dancer.” His face shows more interest at that. “I was even in a music video, some Britney clone who got to, like, number 207 in the charts. But I was doing more waitressing than actual dancing, so once my knees started to creak I quit and got a grown-up job.” I grimace and he gives a little chuckle.

Flicking his cigarette butt into one of the many ashtrays he indicates the door and says ‘Shall we?’ and I follow him back into the pub. I’m thinking this is probably when I should gracefully depart and leave him in peace. I’ve already had longer than I imagined I would ever get. Part of my brain is trying to act like a regular not-crazy human being while the other part is spinning just trying to process that I’ve spent half an hour within six feet of the man I’ve been watching on my TV for almost as long as I can remember, and it’s really tiring!

But then he stops at the bar and asks for ‘Brandy, double. And whatever the lady’s drinking.’ so I guess I’m staying a bit longer. Deep breath.

Back at the table he picks up the paper again and asks if I’m any good at crosswords?

“Cryptic or regular?”

“Either. But I’m on the cryptic now.”

“Then no, terrible. They’re gibberish to me.”

“No, but they’re like a game. There’s rules, you just have to know how they work.”

And then I sit there marvelling as he enthusiastically explains anagrams and acrostics and double definitions to me. After taking me through how ‘These lead the way in present transport system’ gives the answer ‘reindeer’, he looks up from the puzzle and says “Can I ask a personal question?”

“Sure, go for it.” The casual tone of my reply disguises the sudden fear that he is going to ask how I found him, or why I’m snooping around.

“How old are you?”

I wasn’t expecting that, and I'm not sure why he’s asking, so I respond with “How old do you think I am?”, and belatedly hope that doesn’t sound like really bad flirting.

But he answers seriously, “You seemed pretty young when you first came in here, but then you said about the creaky knees, and your hair… I wondered if that was a leftover punk thing, but that would make you my age. So now I’m confused.”

Relieved, I laugh and flick back the blonde-and-black streaked hair in question. “I’m forty-five. The hair’s… this is kind of embarrassing to admit… a leftover Duff McKagan thing. From the eighties. It just sort of stuck and now I guess it’s my trademark. I used to backcomb it all out to here, like he did. But happily I at least grew out of that part.”

“Have you met him?”

“No, sadly he doesn’t need to do corporate gigs, so I doubt our paths will cross.”

“He’s a real nice guy. Talks a lot. But interesting, you know? Not shallow like you’d think rockstars are.”

“I don’t think rockstars are shallow.”

He raises a sceptical eyebrow, like he thinks I’m trying to flatter him or something.

“Well, not all of them. Ones that are artists… everyone that’s an artist… is trying to communicate something aren’t they? Some deeper meaning. Dancers too. People think we’re airheads who just like twirling around in pretty clothes. Which some are, don’t get me wrong, but some of us are trying to… say something. Just using our bodies to speak instead of our voices.” This is one of my passions and I think I’ve maybe got a bit over-earnest, so I trail off with a “That’s what I think anyway.”

“No, you’re right.” He leans forwards. “Music’s the same. You can take your guitar and just make a loud noise and that’s fine and fun, but you can use it to show emotion and to… share something on a deeper level. They want me to sing, the record label, but that’s not… I don’t need to because I can say everything better with my guitar than I ever could with whatever… dusty croak… is going to come out when I open my mouth.”

For the first time, Steve is properly looking at me and I feel a moment of real connection, the thing I had dreamed of when I made this crazy plan but never thought would happen. I smile and he smiles back, then drops his eyes back to the tabletop, maybe feeling he’s said too much to this random stranger. I take a drink to stop my mouth forming a grin that will give away how much this means to me, swallowing the last of my vodka.

Steve’s glass is also empty and he picks it up saying “Another drink?”

It’s so tempting, it’s going so well and basically my dream has come true. But also for that exact reason, I don’t want to keep pushing it. I’m very capable of ruining a moment, especially when I start talking too much, and especially when there is alcohol involved. So, reluctantly, I look at my watch and tell him I’m supposed to be at an event soon, so I have to go (actually, I don’t need to be there for a couple more hours, but I’m going to need some time to calm down. And to not smell of booze and fags when I get there!). I think he, just briefly, looks disappointed, but the expression is gone so fast I can’t be sure. I’d originally been going to ask him to sign something for me, the Bringin’ on the Heartbreak single I have tucked in my bag. But that’s going to make it really obvious that this was planned and now we’ve had this chat, just like regular people, I kind of want to leave it like that. I’m sure I’ll regret that decision later, but right now, if he’s going to remember me at all, I want him to remember a conversation, not giving an autograph.

“Anyway, it was lovely to meet you. Really… lovely.”

“Likewise.” As I stand up he asks “What’s your name again?”

“Georgie.”

“A pleasure to make your acquaintance Georgie. Have a good evening.”

I want to offer a handshake, but his hands are full, empty glass in one, cigarette packet in the other, so I settle for a slightly awkward wave and walk away, concentrating on not bumping into the furniture or other patrons. I smile at Pete as I leave, relieved not to have done anything to warrant growling at.

I manage to keep up the casual but purposeful walk until I get round the corner. Then I have to slump against the wall and try not to hyperventilate, which turns into an undignified coughing fit (I definitely should not smoke). Passersby give me a wide berth. This is Chelsea after all, I am guilty of lowering the tone of the place. After a few minutes I regain my composure and some semblance of dignity, and head to the Tube and back to my real life.

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