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footballerimaginess · 2 years

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Faking It

Chapter One

credit to @masonm19 for the gif!

Word Count: 686 Mini Summary Being thrown into the world of showbiz wasn’t something that you were expecting. A couple of photos on Instagram of yours went viral, next thing you knew you were jumping in a plane to go on love island.

It was surreal, an experience you wasn’t expecting. In the end, you left the villa single. Probably even more single than when you had walked in. You were scared of life after the villa, just wanting to get back to normal life. Your office job was waiting for you still. But that wasn’t the case. As soon as you landed at Heathrow airport, that was when it changed. Life wasn’t going to be the same ever again. The flash from the paparazzi. “Fuck” mumbling away as you walked through, why were they taking pictures of you. “y/n” you heard someone shout, looking up from looking down at the floor as you saw a man with your name on a sign waving it at you. You didn’t recognise him, but he must have been the taxi driver waiting to pick you up. “Hello y/n, I am taking you home. Your family wanted me to take you home. If that is okay? shall I take your bag?” you smiled, nodding away as you walked through the airport. The drive was so long, all you wanted to do was get home and into your own bed. Just wanting some comfort of your own. - “Y/n” you made your way to your house, as you could hear your parents shouting even before you made it out of the car. “I have missed you so much” you cuddle them as tightly as you could. “Thank you” you smiled, remembering your suitcase as he wheeled it behind you. “Can I come in? We need to discuss some things” you looked around, confused as to what was going on. “So y/n, you have just come out of love island. You are going to need an agent, I am willing to be your agent. Well not me personally, but I have a lot of people who would like to speak to you. If you are willing to do that. I know it has all come out at once, but we will support you okay” you nodded. “Thank you, that means a lot” you smiled as you showed him back out of the door. - A week had passed and you were officially signed with an agency, the followers on your social media accounts had gone up massively. Still completely shocked by what was happening. You headed to central London to meet with your agent and see what news they had in store for you. “y/n hello, lovely to meet you” you smiled as you walked in, shaking their hands nervously. “So we have an idea for you” he said as you sat down in your chair. “Oh, okay” you mumbled as you wasn’t sure how to react as he wasn’t giving too much away by his facial expressions. “One of our clients, well has approached us. About you?” he told you, as he sorted through his papers. “About me, why me? what is happening?” you asked him, with a slight concern in your voice. “It isn’t anything bad, don’t worry. But someone is quite interested in you and well they have had some bad press recently and well we have come up with a plan and we want you, to be a part of this” you nodded. You weren’t sure at all what was going on, you were quite scared. “Don’t be worried, I promise it isn’t anything bad. So we want you to be seeing someone, like dating a footballer” you eyes widen as you heard those words. “Date? who? how comes” you looked at him confused. “Mason Mount, you have heard of him right?” he asked you. “Oh yeah I have, but I don’t really see why I am being asked to date him. When I have never even met him” you shrugged. “But you will meet him, he is here. Mason come in here, I have someone to meet you” the agent shouted. Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @shannon-jade-99 @football-and-fanfics @penguintransporter @odegaardsblues << let me know if you want to be tagged! Feedback is welcome as this is a brand new story, and I am very nervous lol

#faking it #mason mount imagine #mason mount story #mason mount x reader #football imagines #football imagine #football one shot #football one shots #futbol imagines #futbol imagine

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lokitu · 2 years

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Fast Food Rep, part 1

- commissioned and written by DeltaC -

i. Perlman: O’Grady! In my office…NOW!!!

O’Grady: Whoa Perlman ever heard of using your inside voice? What the heck has your shining dome spinning like a disco ball?

Perlman: Cut the bullshit I don’t want to hear it! Not now! Mind explaining what I am looking at here?

O’Grady: Huh? This is how you treat your Exec VP of Marketing? You really need to mind that tone. I’ll let it slide for now…

Perlman: Hey hot shot, for once can you just stop running your mouth, and for the love of god just answer my question!

O’Grady: Fine. You really aren’t much fun until you have that first swig of brandy.

Perlman: Get on with it. I am not getting any younger…

O’Grady: Perlman, buddy of mine, what we have here is our next marketing hit. I mean this here baby is going to go viral. Just look at that charming face and electrifying smile. This here is the face that will launch a thousand motorized scooters scooting into the double wide seating of our clients fine eateries across the nation. And not only that…

Perlman: Hard stop. Did you really go off script again? You were specifically instructed to stay on script. YOU were told to get an all American corn fed fat boy for this commercial. I am pretty damn sure I told YOU to get a guy with a dad bod borderline FAT. Why the fu..

O’Grady: Let me stop you there Perlman, buddy. Have I ever led you astray with any of my past decisions? How many times have I saved this ad agency from losing a single client? Come on Matty. Trust your golden goose here.

Perlman: Are you kidding me?! Not only have you gone off script but from the looks of it you didn’t even bother to get a professional model. Did you really pick out your fitness obsessed husband for this?

O’Grady: Matty you know that our viewers don’t want to see themselves on screen; they want to see an idealized version of themselves on screen. They’ll eat and buy anything we want so long as the right face is selling it to them. Besides, he is cute if I do say so myself.

Perlman: God dammit John! Here is the bottom line. Either your husband there gains enough weight to pass as a fat guy for this commercial or we are going the dad bod route. And by the looks of it your husband there won’t cut it as a dad. So, either he gets fat enough for this gig or you better start memorizing the script because you’ll be starring in the commercial. So, if I were you I’d put that raise you got last year to good use, fatten up that husband of yours or start investing in some big and tall clothing for yourself.

Golden goose? More like a golden cow. Hahaha!!!

Take this as a learning experience John. Don’t fuck with me. You don’t have the weight around here to pull this kind of shit. Well maybe you’ll have the weight soon enough.

Oh and one last thing you better get used to a well rounded husband in the bedroom. From what I hear, more cushion for the pushin is always much more fun.

*** O’Grady: Fuck fuck fuck!

Client requirements: Male: 6’0” + height Weight: 300 lbs minimum with a top weight of 500 lbs. Maximum weight is negotiable.* Sopkeman is to demonstrate weight gain as the project progresses. If the chosen spokesman is unable to meet minimum metrics a substitute MUST be found immediately.

*If the spokesman meets and exceeds maximum set weight he shall be given a personal fitness instructor to lose weight. Of course, if the model opts out of fitness instructor he may be compensated handsomely with an annual allowance for clothing and food.

***

Oh Christ there has to be a way out! There is no way I’m letting Steve gain weight. And there is no way in HELL I am going to replace Steve in the commercial. What kind of script is this? What company would even want a fat spokesperson purposely gaining weight! It has never been seen.

Steve: Hey John are you okay?

John: Yikes! Don’t sneak up on me.

Steve: Haha since when can I sneak up on you? Anywho, I can hear you cursing from the bedroom. Are you planning on coming to bed anytime soon?

John: Yes of course I’ll be right in babe. *oh god how am I going to break it to him. He doesn’t deserve to pay for my fuck up.*

Steve: Come on John. Put that paperwork down and let’s have some fun in the bedroom to help you unwind. If you’re lucky I’ll give you a back massage afterwards.

John: Awww you spoil me you know that right?

Steve: I know I do. Not as much as you spoil me though. I still can’t believe you want me to star in this commercial of yours. You know I have zero background in acting. I mean I am flattered and you know I will give it my all.

**Oh god my heart just dropped. I have to tell him. What is he going to say? How is he going to react? He’ll never forgive me. Everything is fucked**

Hey Earth to John! Are you listening? Come on, let's get you to bed.

John: Oh, oh right there. Stay on that spot. A little bit to the right…okay lower lower. Oh god yes! My lower back has been killing me. Steve, you got some magic fingers there. It’ll be a shame you’ll lose so much strength after this gig is over…

Steve: Huh?

John: …shit…ahhh…a little higher?

Steve: Babe, what did you mean that’ll it be a shame I’ll lose strength after the gig is over?

John: Nothing. Nothing. You know me, I speak nonsense when I’m stressed and under the spell of those strong fingers…come on keep rubbing my back.

Steve: Yeah, I know you so well, and I know you start talking fast and enter executive VP mode trying to throw me off the scent. Plus your voice spikes and you get all defensive. Come on, spit it out. Baby, talk to me.

John: YOU HAVE TO GET FAT FOR THIS GIG! I mean who the hell orders a commercial starring a fat guy getting FATTER! It makes no damn sense. And sure maybe I should have read through the entire contract. But come on, it read as a straightforward fast food commercial. And I can’t find a way out of this for either one of us…

Steve: Ummm come again? I need to get fat and continue to get even fatter.

John: And that is only the half of it. If we can’t get you up to 300 lbs minimum I have to take your place in the commercial. I just can’t gain. I don’t want to be a whale. I just can’t…

**smoooch**

Steve? What are…why? Aren’t you pissed at me? I just fucked our lives.

Steve: Shut up you big beautiful dork. We’ll sort it out in the morning. Now, I gave you a massage. The least you can do is go ahead and give junior a nice tug and make some love with me…you know before my big 300 lbs belly covers it up.

*John blushes*

Hey, you always did enjoy paying special attention to my bum. Just picture it three times wider and all the fun we’ll have.

John: Steve…

Steve: John, baby, for tonight forget all your worries. Tomorrow is a new day. And hey I expect a big breakfast tomorrow. I'm eating for two now after all. Now pull yourself together and come and get it papi.

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mildiva · 2 months

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So I’ve Decided To Start A Blog About Music And Parties

the idea came to me on a break at work after leaving my phone at home, my mind never clearer… i should be blogging about music. pitchfork is dead, first of all, and third of all it’s something i cannot live without, so why not?

I’m not sure of the “” format “” this will take but right now i’ll just write things as they come?? and part of my love for music is of course parties. they’re still so life giving to me and i still think nothing is better than dancing with gay ppl some of whom are my friends and hearing them dj. some of them are even good! it’s just spaces of eternal and endless flowing love. anyways.

arianka is back!! when i first heard yes, and?, i thought “alright miss grande this is cute!” and it’s grown on me ever since. I’ve been anticipating this album, seeing what direction she would go. i’ve been listening to sweetener every day for the last few weeks mostly because the eating 4 free series on ariana recontextualized her… everything, i guess?? i’d always seen her as just like a Nickelodeon product industry plant which as a certified quirky-not-like-other-girl syndrome haver did not interest me. i was still listening ofc but i wasn’t invested like i was in say lady gaga (and oh how the tables have turned on stefani the pharmacy tech but i digress!) anyways the five part e4f series on her, how she got started with looping covers of imogen heap on youtube, her serious involvement in the production of all her albums, really digging into the pain and scrutiny she’s been through from her time with The TV Producer Who Shall Not Be Named to the donut incident (which i always thought was a slay) to the literal Manchester bombing, her relationships especially with mac miller… not gonna call myself an arianator or w/e but i am a fan now, especially after relistening.

before i get into the album i just want to say this: the music video for we can’t be friends was adorable! it’s very sad that we don’t get music videos anymore because they’re not profitable or useful for marketing. still haven’t seen the yes and video but i’ll get to it. my main point is that give evan peters a stingy little mustache, grow his hair out a little longer, and he could pass for spongebob slater! so many people on twitter are mocking him for his looks/ariana for being with him but gassing up evan. look, ethan is… not a guy i would approach in a bar let’s say, but i’d let him buy me a drink, you know? and if we’re to believe ariana on supernatural and ordinary things, they have something special! tweets will go viral about “every hot girl needs a medium ugly bf” but she’s not allowed to do it? anyways.

if you detect a pivot in tone here, it’s because i’m no longer blogging with a sour cream donut and 3/4 of a dunkin latte with oatmilk and nothing else fueling my body, sun glowing through the clouds and full of optimism.. there’s a harried blogging now while i try and finish this before i hop in the shower to get ready for a hookup tonight. also, i’ve been thinking and listening to eternal sunshine again, reading and digesting lyrics and of course many many stan tweets about it.

first, i’d like to amend something i stated earlier that i refuse to edit: evan peters represents dalton her ex(?) husband, not ethan. (side note: i wonder if she’s thought back to the line in thank u, next where she says she hopes she’ll only get married once. either way the song is still a smash!) i of course forgive my confusion because, for reasons unknown even to myself, i assumed the majority of this album was about the forbidden romance that soon overflowed into her public relationship with spongebob, but it’s not! this is very much a breakup album and nobody is bored in it.

i’m really fascinated by this because ariana took such a turn in disappearing from the public eye after getting together with dalton (which was certainly aided by the pandemic). as a non-stan, i couldn’t tell you what little she HAS been putting out, but if the inimitable joan summers couldn’t find pictures of her for a two year period, it’s safe to say she was lying low. and yes there have been jokes and supposition about “ariana wasn’t allowed to talk about the divorce as per their agreement but she sang about it~~” BUT! if we take that into consideration (and also rely on the journalistic analysis of e4f), most of the negative press and comments came from dalton and his camp. divorce agreements and technicalities of speech aside, i think she chose a much kinder way to speak about their relationship. even she says she wishes she hated him (knowing very little about their relationship, I’m happy to hate him off of the line about him turning the tv up on her crying) but she doesn’t! even with songs like the boy is mine, supernatural, and ordinary things, she really details a story of a relationship disintegrating with both her and dalton finding other people. it’s certainly not the cheating homewrecker story everybody was running with months ago. even if the arianators turn on dalton, he’s still spared any real damage to his reputation because she doesn’t paint him as a monster, scoundrel, narcissist, etc. not to get too “a man can laugh but a woman can only chortle” about it, but i hope people who wrote ariana off listen and reconsider that despite the tabloids and the lyrics, none of us know what went down in that marriage.

okay but what about the music? this will maybe be the shortest part of this blog (oops!), but I’m really fascinated with the narrative around and in the album. the music, I’ll probably need to listen for another week before i have anything worthwhile to say (i need to go full geek on it). keeping it brief, it felt very airy. sonically it sounds like the imaginary room the cover was shot in: spacious and full of sunbeams. something about some of the songs (wait for your love and yes, and?) felt very 80s to me, but i’d need a psychoanalyst to explain that to me. you still hear an rnb influence throughout, but why wouldn’t you? obviously the boy is mine, but true story as well with the bass straight out of “pony” by ginuwine and a drum pattern (pattern, not sample, don’t get it twisted) similarly to “don’t hurt yourself” by beyoncé. my personal favorite of the album was imperfect for you, but i’m a sucker for a pedal tone that creates dissonance, what can i say?

if you’ve actually read this far thank you? im amazed that you read a 20 mile long blog that frankly, is not even well written yet. xoxo 🐇

#music #blogpost #eternal sunshine #ariana grande

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leggerefiore · 2 years

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Hi! So i know about your runaway au for the subway twins but do you have any headcanons for a situation where the entire scenario is reversed? Like for example s/o escapes a yandere!Raihan and ends up taking shelter and falling for one or both of the subway bosses? Just curious

cw: yandere but not from twins

▲Ingo▼

● You couldn't recall the amount of time that had been spent hidden away in the shady house in Po Town. Guzma was a fun, loving guy at first. You thought he was easy-going and sweet, but a certain possessiveness overtook him. You weren't allowed to go anywhere without the Team Skull Boss at your side. That wasn't enough when people kept trying to talk with you, it caused him to snap and demand they leave you alone. It got even more worse when he locked you away in his bedroom with some grunts on guard to stop any attempts at leaving. Eventually, however, you managed to escape with the aid of Nanu, who took some pity on you.

● You got the hell out of Alola immediately after and disappeared into some big metropolitan area of another region. Nimbasa in Unova proved itself a different scene from anywhere in Alola. You managed to achieve of job as a secretary in the Gear Station. Working directly under the Subway Bosses, you felt safe. It was highly unlikely that Guzma would ever find you, but extra protection never hurt.

● You grew close to Ingo, finding his caring nature something sweet. He would always worry about others yet disregard his own health. You took it upon yourself to help him along, bringing him lunches, lessening his load of paperwork, and nagging him when he clearly didn't get enough sleep. Naturally, Ingo couldn't resist the kindness you offered him. It wasn't long until you found yourself going on dates with him. Hesitantly, you started dating him, afraid that he may suddenly turn into whatever had become of Guzma.

● He never did. His love was patient and kind, keeping itself a soft touch and complete trust in you. Ingo was completely understanding when you explained what had happened in your past. His brows furrowed, and he gently took hold of your hand. “I promise you, my dear, that I would never do any such thing to you,” he stared adoringly into your eyes, “Should he even attempt to harm you again, I shall handle it to the best of my capabilities.” Your heart was overcome with affection to this seemingly perfect man.

● You had moved in with him soon into your relationship. Ingo was a wonderful boyfriend who showered you in affection and adoration. All you ever received were praises and declarations of love. It was so incredible to find yourself content with someone who respected your autonomy. Of course, Elesa, a dear friend of Ingo's and yours, decided to snap a photo of you and him handling another friend's baby. “I think a certain Subway Boss was baby fever🥰🥰🥰” was the caption, and it went viral almost instantly. Guzma spotted it. He was passed.

● It was terrifying as your arm was grabbed on your way to hand Emmet some important documents. The man of your nightmares stood before you, rage written across his face. “Babe… There you are. You had me worried sick,” he pulled you close to him, your body frozen in terror, “That bitchass guy you are with. All this work to make me jealous, huh? Big bad Guzma's gonna have to remind ya who you belong to.” You screamed. Pedestrians stopped around you and looked confused. A few depot agents shouted demands for you to be let go of. Guzma growled, moving a hand to free his Golisopod.

● “Let them go!” A loud voice boomed across the station, making the delinquent flinch. It was just enough to get out of his grip and dip toward the person who had yelled. Ingo, your dear Ingo would save you. The Subway Boss's arms came around you as you buried your face into his neck, shaking in terror. Guzma stared at the scene with a growl. “I ain't giving up that easily!” He called out and tossed his Scizor. Ingo glared and tossed out his Chandelure, securing your safety behind him. This was a distraction until Emmet arrived.

● The battle was a furious one, Guzma desperately trying to defeat the older twin for a momentary chance at regaining you. You was his. Nothing more; nothing less. Ingo refused to give someone who caused you such pain a centimetre. Emmet rushes over and pulls you away, tucking you into their office with the door locked. “I have called the police. We will help you secure your safety,” Emmet explained, looking at his watch. “Are you hurt?” You shook your head. Tears welled in your eyes at the realisation you had such caring people around you. Emmet was pulled in for a long a hug. He wrapped his arms around you and cooed.

● Ingo emerged with a policeman soon after. You were dragged into an afternoon of testimonies and evidence of abuse before finally being released again back to Ingo. The older twin took off early to spend the rest of the day with you. In your apartment, gently embraced in his arms, you felt truly safe. Ingo would protect you just as he promised. You rubbed your nose against his and thanked him more than necessary. He kissed you gently and shook his head. “Never will I allow you to face such pain again,” his hand cupped your cheek, “I will always be here for you.”

▽Emmet△

○ Leon loved you dearly. That was why he locked you away in his Wyndon flat. His fans had harassed you one too many times, a guy had given you too much attention for his comfort, and he just couldn't stop worrying about you. It was safest for you to stay in the apartment. You could have visitors! His brother, Sonia and Raihan all came around somewhat regularly. No one questioned why you never went outside. Leon was never terrible to you, he was kind and loving, just too protective. It was one night, as you laid beside him, he began wondering if a family could be a good idea. It sent disgusting shivers down your spine. You escaped on a whim and left Galar without hesitation.

○ Nimbasa was an easy place to lose yourself in the crowd and forget everything. A job as a barista in a battle café proved a decent paying job that didn't bring much attention to you. News reports about the poor Galarian's missing partner echoing from different screens. You dedicated yourself to your job. A certain regular caught your attention easily. His skills as a trainer were impeccable, and there was only one time you had managed to beat him. Flirting with him, you discovered the was receptive.

○ Emmet was quick to take you on dates around the city, showing you all the fun spots. It was so different from your relationship with Leon that you found yourself entranced. Quickly, he became your boyfriend. His giggly and passionate nature was something you found adorable. He may act childish, but he knew when to be mature. Whatever had happened to Leon seemed impossible to happen with Emmet. You trusted yourself in his capable hands.

○ He did sit you down and carefully ask whether you were the missing partner of Leon. You became nervous, which Emmet immediately picked up on. His arms came around his, and he hushed you gently. Panicked tears fell from your eyes as you hiccuped loudly. You begged for him not to return you to him. Emmet shook his head. He would never. Especially not when it caused you to act like this. You tell the younger twin of what Leon had done to you. A deep sickness settled into his stomach. “Darling, I would never do vile things to you,” his chrome eyes carefully peered into your own, “If you worry about him hurting, I will keep you safe. I love you verrrry much!”

○ Naturally, Elesa took many photos of you two as she often accompanied you both during your outings. A specific date of you both eating some shaved ice on the beach of Undella during a weekend vacation was posted to her account. You had accidentally spilt your bright red ice all over Emmet's white swim trunks. You were aggressively trying to wipe it off, but it was far too late. A picture was snapped at an awkward moment, and she couldn't resist mocking you both. “What are they doing on the beach😨😨😨” was the caption for the post. Leon's fans instantly recognised you and tagged him over and over again. He was in tears at the sight of you. You were alive! Why had you left him? He knew that trainer you were with, too.

○ It was strange to have the champion of Galar barge into your small, local battle café while you served your boyfriend some requested bakewell tart. Leon stared at you with an open mouth before tears welled in his eyes. “Love… My love, you're alright! I was so worried for you! You just vanished one day…” he took careful steps toward you. Emmet hopped up from his chair and moved to intercept his path. The younger Subway Boss shook his head aggressively.

○ “No! You do not!” the younger twin shouted out, “I am Emmet, and I am their boyfriend. You will not cause them any more pain!” His arms were spread wide and a few Joltiks scurried from him to you, ready to help their adoptive father protect you. Elesa, who had been sitting with Emmet stood up. Leon flinched at his words. “W-what do you mean? They are my partner, before they left we were discussing children. That Charizard on their team is a gift from me!”

○ “Well, their Galvantula was a gift from me!” Emmet snapped, hand moving to his pokeball. Elesa intervened and cleared her throat. “Leon… You care dearly for your reputation, right?” she asked, strutting to block Emmet from tackling him, “Well, how would you feel if I uploaded a video of them and me talking about their relationship with you? Do you think Iris would like that? How about your brother? Please, just leave. They're happier here with Emmet. He loves them healthily, unlike you.” Leon flinched at the mention of his cousin and younger brother. His gold eyes travelled to you, seeing Emmet wrapping himself around you protectively, with an Eelektross standing guard close by. This was a rare loss from the champion. He left. He wasn't giving up, however. He needed a better location.

○ You nearly collapsed into Emmet's arms, weeping loudly. Your boss let you off early, and Emmet took off as well. Ingo was very understanding of the situation. The younger twin curled himself around you while all his pokemon were out and on alert. He knew this was far from over, and you knew it too. Though, as the warmth of his body settled into your own, you knew he would keep you safe. Emmet would never allow the same fate to befall you twice. Gentle kisses were peppered up your neck while he murmured loving phrases. “I will keep you safe,” he reassured you, “I won't let anyone ever lock you away like that again. I love you too much.”

#ingo x reader #emmet x reader #pokemon x reader #ingo/reader #emmet/reader #yandere #sorry i didnt do one with both my brain kinda gave up

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krsnaradhika · 11 months

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Would you ever really only marry Krishna?

Hey anon! I'd really appreciate if you could tell me who you really are (but that's kinda the point, you don't want to reveal your identity and that's fine. I am just too curious 👉👈)

Coming to the question, tbh it's not really possible to "marry" him like these videos getting viral of women actually "marrying" his murti, because it seems kinda weird to me. But that's their life.

I have never had interest in other men (except once when I was 12 and developed a crush on a celebrity lmao, it went away soon after). I was around 13-ish when I was into Dasya bhava, and then I grew older and well here we are-

As said before, I've never had interest in other men. Neither romantically, nor sexually. Never been in any relationship. Heck, never even looked at any boy through that gaze. Maybe I am not straight (which is sure- *cough* Mohini *cough*)

I am in my mid teens, and this age is quite "dangerous" as said by most adults where your hormones influence you into developing interest for the opposite gender, which is nothing to be really worried about as long as you know maryada, I have not had any of these feelings for anyone except Krishna.

So yeah it won't make sense to really marry someone you won't have interest in. Marriage is something very pious and venerated. It's a sanskāra according to the Sanātana way of life. It's a huge deal. And just like how people should not have children if they don't really want to, you should not marry someone just for the sake of it. Society is going to talk about you for a day or two, and then it shall go its way. Log kya kahenge is frivolous. It destroys lives. It has, before my very eyes.

Krishna, is the one I wish to serve and dedicate my life to. I wish to write about him and creative awareness in the new generations about his personality, the gem of a man he was. I want to clear the misconceptions and myths regarding him. I want to cry to him about my losses and smile to him as he walks by me all life long even though he doesn't physically manifest himself, and maybe this is all childishness- but the thought of marriage to an actual mortal man is a nightmare for me. I have seen the cutest pairs and the worst of them, and this seems like a luck by chance stuff to me. I wish to remember only my Kanhaai. No other one.

It came out very big and thank you for your patience. I hope you have a great time ahead anon <3

#krishna #krishnablr #desiblr #gopiblr #kanha

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thegoofyfanaticus · 2 months

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Damion, now satisfied that Liam was out could, casually inverted the unconscious former champ, grabbed Liam's right ankle with his right hand and held Liam aloft by said ankle. The unconscious fighter's arms dangled above his head as his left leg fell to be parallel to the ground. Damion subtly pointed towards Liam with his left hand, "Code 18," he smirked. Those techies in the crowd were astounded that Damion knew their lingo, but quickly lapped it up in the form of memes and videos on Scrap. Code-18 soon went viral as a definite jab to the former tech champion. Tech fight fans had to explain to the unknowing that Code-18 meant that the real issue with a tech problem was not the tech but 18 inches from the screen, or the user themselves. Once fans realized that Code-18 was making fun of the person using the tech, they couldn't get enough. Damion nonchalantly tossed Liam aside in a crumbled pile of bones and muscle as he left the scene without any interaction with fans. As fans videoed his exit, they noticed that Damion updated his scrap profile by deleting the image of Liam from his gallery. Scrap fans quickly went to speculation mode about the images still remaining in his gallery. There was a ginger-haired Canadian champion who was moving to Florida in search of new challenges; a brown haired fighter that traveled around like Damion fighting freely wherever he could; two black haired dudes with stubble that were easily twins; an older blonde; an older bald gentleman who hadn't been in any recent fights, but was known for his skills; a marine with a penchant for fist fighting; and others from around the world. Damion's fans however, were disappointed that there was not another target yet. They would have to wait and see. If any were close enough to peer over Damion's shoulder, they would have noticed that Damion was flipping through Scrap looking at the latest underground fight news. He paused when he came to an image from a beach fight that showed how the winner was straddling the dominated loser about to knock him out with a punch followed by the winner posing over his brother. Damion smiled at the information that the two were basically even when it came to their fights. "Perhaps..." He whispered. He then scrolled and saw the ginger fighter standing with multiple belts over his shoulders. It was an interview about how he had decided to go to the states following an invite to what he considered the most premier fight gym. "Interesting..." Damion muttered. Damion was then interrupted by the call. As Damion walked, he answered, "Yes?" Damion continued to walk out of the woods while listening to the voice on the other end. "I have........You think he will?..........We shall see just how worthy they are...." Damion ended the call and started down the road headed towards his next destination.

#malevmale #submissionwrestling #submissionhold #wrestling #submission #fight #maleryona #submissiongrappling #fight scene #wrestling match #victorypose #victory pose #victory #3d render #deviantart

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drvirgus · 4 months

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Commitment & Responsibility

Yeji X Fem! Reader

Description: The life of Yeji and her Girlfriend Yn

Warnings: G!P Yeji, Smut, Angst

Chapter 13:

Yeji POV

"Midzy, thank you so much for tuning in. To all those who have been following us since our debut and all those who joined us later, we love you all. Without your support, we wouldn't be where we are today," Chaeryeong said with a smile, waving her hands.

I chuckled as I looked into the camera. Several comments appeared on the screen. Ryujin, next to me, had our stream running on her phone to better see the comments. Lia clapped her hands once.

"Today, we have some news for you. Our next album will be released soon, and Midzy will love it. Thanks to you and your support, we put in extra effort for the music videos that will be released soon," Lia said with a smile. Yuna simply smiled into the camera.

"How many songs will the next album have?" Ryujin asked, apparently reading a comment. She looked at the camera, "Our next album has 8 songs," she said, but I couldn't help but laugh as I playfully nudged her with my hand, "No. It's 10 new songs," I finally said. A small laugh escaped my throat.

Ryujin chuckled and shook her head, "You're right," she said, laughing lightly. She then looked back at the phone while Chaeryeong continued to talk about the album. She also mentioned the exact release date. I nodded several times as I listened to Chaeryeong.

Ryujin laughed a little. She would now ask some questions from the Midzy. "The first question is whether we consider going solo," Ryujin asked, and Yuna was the first to decline, "Never. It's not the same without my sisters here. Besides, we already have a few solo songs," the youngest of us answered.

"Compared to five years ago, your English is almost fluent. How did you learn English so quickly?" Ryujin asked, and I almost immediately smiled. Y/N taught me English... She spoke only English with me for a whole month, forcing me to speak English. She only responded when I spoke in English.

"As most of you know, I was learning English so intensively that I got nosebleeds twice. Also... English is all about confidence," I replied, and we all laughed. We all knew that those words had gone viral.

"Do you want to get married?" Ryujin read a question. Chaeryeong was the only one who shook her head. But my eyes automatically fell on the ring on my finger... I was really ready to marry her... "If I'm rich," Ryujin answered, and we all laughed at her response.

Ryujin's forehead creased slightly. She turned her phone towards me and pointed at a specific viewer. I was surprised that IU Unnie was watching our stream. I glanced briefly at Ryujin.

IU... one of Y/N's closest friends... a sad smile appeared on my face. Ryujin's jaw tensed automatically. Her hand rested on my thigh to comfort me. I smiled a little wider because of it.

Ryujin paused as she read one of the comments. Almost immediately, she seemed to delete a comment. Now more panicked, she sat up, as she had been leaning against the couch until then. Lia noticed her tension but continued talking about the album together with Chaeryeong.

I furrowed my brow in confusion and looked at the woman next to me with concern. She laughed a little, remembering the camera again. She clicked on her phone several times and seemed to block a user from commenting. I saw who it was. She blocked IU from commenting... but why?

I pushed the situation aside and focused on the conversation again. I joined in as well. Although I was still confused about Ryujin's behavior, I didn't say anything. Not in front of the camera... Ryujin must have her reasons.

The live stream ended after an hour, and we all let out a sigh of relief. Each of us automatically relaxed. "So... Shall we go for a drink?" Chaeryeong asked with a smile, looking at each one of us. Lia agreed, "Sure. I don't think any of us have plans, right?" she asked, looking at all of us.

I chuckled, "I'm up for 1 or 2 drinks," I replied, and almost immediately, I found myself thinking about the 7/11 store. Was she working? Every time I went there, she was there. So beautiful as ever...

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Feeling a bit tipsy with rosy cheeks, I made my way to the store. I used the excuse that I needed to buy more soju bottles and beer. Ryujin wanted to come with me, but I declined. If I was going to see her... then I wanted to see her alone. Even if she wasn't mine anymore, I just wanted to see her.

My mouth slightly open as I looked through the window into the store. There she was... She looked stressed... I had never seen her like this before... She was talking to another employee, probably her replacement, and took off her vest. She grabbed her bag and seemed to say something with a smile.

My eyes narrowed as the blond-dyed woman touched my ex-girlfriend's arm. Clearly, she was flirting with Y/N. My jaw tensed automatically. I saw Y/N taking a pack of cigarettes and paying for it.

She... started smoking again...

The unfamiliar woman was still flirting with Y/N. The latter, however, didn't seem to notice. Some things never changed...

I stepped into the store. My cap pulled down over my face. I adjusted my mask as well. I grabbed a basket and went to the fridge. I put several bottles of soju and beer in the basket. Then I headed to the cashier.

Y/N looked at me. She smiled, but her breath caught when our eyes met this time. Her mouth opened slightly, and she automatically hid the pack behind her back. I fought against my mouth, as it wanted to lift up into a smile.

"Do you need a bag?" the blond-dyed woman asked. I looked at her and nodded my head. Y/N seemed to look away. She took a deep breath and said her goodbyes. Then she left the store.

But I didn't even try to hurry. Y/N was walking very slowly. She was the epitome of calmness... She never walked fast, even if her life depended on it.

I was right. I could easily catch up to her, but I stayed a few steps behind. My eyes fixed on the back of her head... She hadn't changed a bit...

Y/N stopped, and I did the same. She turned around. She licked her lips. Our eyes met. My heart rate accelerated as she walked towards me. Nervously, I started to laugh. Y/N observed me.

"Where do you live?" Y/N asked. My eyes widened as I looked at the slightly smaller woman. My breath caught. Stuttering, I gave her my address. She nodded her head. Her eyes then fell on her wristwatch. My heart raced as she looked at me with those beautiful, slightly tired eyes.

She nodded her head. "I'll accompany you," she said, and my mouth opened in shock. "Why?" I asked, and Y/N swallowed. She looked at the bag and then back at me, but she could only see my eyes as I still wore the mask. Y/N sighed slightly, "You... have been drinking," she simply stated as she started walking again.

My eyes widened in surprise. How did she find out? Even though my face was a bit flushed... she could only see my eyes...

I quickened my pace to walk beside her. Once I was next to her, I slowed down again. "Give me the bag," she said while walking. She held her hand out to me. But I refused, "It's too heavy," I replied simply.

Y/N chuckled, "Believe me... I've been able to do some training," she murmured softly. She took the bag and kept walking. My eyes widened a bit. She... wasn't avoiding me...

It remained silent between us. Neither of us said anything. I just looked at her as she avoided my gaze. I bit my lip, trying to hold back several remarks and questions...

When we reached my front door, Y/N turned to face me. Her eyes shimmered as she handed me the bag. "Thank you... for bringing me home," I said, almost whispering. I swallowed as I looked straight into her eyes. I had already removed my mask. My lips parted slightly as I just looked at her.

Y/N looked up at me, a small smile on her lips. She nodded slightly. "Go inside, Yeji," she said. It was strange... hearing my real name from her mouth. I nodded. Y/N then turned around, apparently wanting to go back the way we had come.

My free hand gripped her wrist. "Wait."

Y/N swallowed. Her eyes widened slightly as she turned to face me. I hesitated for a moment. Y/N didn't say anything about my grip still holding her wrist. I opened my mouth. God... she was still so beautiful... even more beautiful than before.

"Let's go on a date," I said, and Y/N's eyes widened. My grip on her wrist tightened slightly. "I know... you're in a relationship, but I..." "-I'm not in a relationship," she interrupted me. My eyes widened as I realized her words. A smile formed on my lips.

"Does that mean-" I started, but she interrupted me again. "-But that doesn't mean we can go on a date," she said. My smile faded. Her eyes fell on my hand, more specifically, the ring. She swallowed.

"I hurt you, Yeji... I will hurt you again," she said, and almost immediately, I shook my head. My eyes looked straight into hers. "I don't care... I want you. I want what we had, Y/N... I miss you," I replied. Tears shimmered in my eyes as I looked at the younger woman.

Y/N hesitated. I could see her mind racing. She sighed, her body relaxing, as if she had given up the fight. She licked her lips. Our hands lost their height, and I let go of her. "I have to tell you something... something important," the younger one said. I took a step closer to her.

Y/N hesitated. She looked down at the floor and bit her lip. She took a deep breath, and I noticed her shoulders starting to tremble. I swallowed nervously. What did she have to tell me? What... made her react like this? "I was-"

"-There you are! We've all been waiting.... Y/N?!" I heard someone almost scream. Immediately, we moved apart. My eyes widened as I now saw Chaeryeong approaching us quickly. Her whole face was red from alcohol. With fast steps, she came up to us and pulled Y/N into her arms, hugging her tightly.

"God... I've missssssed you so much," the drunken woman said. She let go of Y/N and looked her straight in the eyes, a joyful grin on her lips. "Come on! Have a drink with us," she said, and Y/N smiled. She shook her head, declining the offer.

I, however, remained silent...

What did she want to tell me? She was what?

I just watched as Y/N kept declining and eventually said goodbye to us. I just waved, lost in thought.

She was what?...

#itzy x you #itzy x reader #itzy x yn #yeji x reader #yeji x you

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garmadaddylikey · 3 months

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GENERAL RANKINGS

(written in Ninjargon)

WELL, WELL, WELL!!!

Looks like it's time for the long-awaited General Rankings of the Garma-empire!! MWAHHAHAHAA!!!!

General #1 is *drum roll ps* @kingxgarm

General #2 is @rinkunokoisuru

And last but not least, my General #3 is @wisteriixa

These generals seem to be the most involved in the spreading and conquering of the Garma-empire and were one of the first to join our cause of conquering Tumblr!!

But remember my faithful followers, if you fail to serve the Garma-empire, as well as me... you are FIRED!! 🌋

As well as all of you, peasants!!! Who knows... maybe you can become a general as well. Spread the word: the Garma-empire will RISE and CONQUER TUMBLR!!!!

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#IT IS I #LORD GARMADON!!!#Garmadaddylikey #@GarmOfficial #Bow to your future dark lord of ninjago city #General Rankings #rankings #update #lego ninjago #ninjago #the lego ninjago movie #ninjago fanart #my art #ninjargon #SOON I SHALL CONQUER TUMBLR!!!#Soon i shall be viral #viral #tlnm #lego ninjago garmadon

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srbachchan · 2 years

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DAY 5334

Jalsa, Mumbai Sept 17/18, 2022 Sat/Sun 8:30 AM

Birthday - EF Viral .. Sunday, 18 September

.. wishes and greetings from the Ef family .. 🚩🚩❤️❤️

Belated, birthday greetings, Junaid .. March 6, 2022 .. apologies for delay

Wastage, wasted ... swiped the impurity if any and cleaned the floor with the freshness of lasting clearance .. and ..

the expulsion transferred to the recipient with grace and acceptance ..

that is the fortitude of life .. it turns and turns and turns and one never knows where it shall stop momentarily to review, repair and start its rotation yet again ..

music does it .. and what was shared with the lust of the probability .. rose up in devoted acclaim and shall hopefully be in governed posterity ..

i did see .. i was shown .. i was before the genetics of genesised genesis .. and the poured in the minutes of its reveal was ecstatic ..

i have been given the task now of putting it out ..

reluctantly I shall .. it is not as though it has not been revealed .. it has to some .. but its not that great for the kind of publication it is being asked for ..

but ..

i suppose one listens to them that ask .. and then complies ..

so soon it shall ..

till then the work

... the lefty clap .. its different always .. left over right .. !

is right , if you please .. the lefty is the right hand .. 🤣🤣

love and care ..

Amitabh Bachchan

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nightcat2609 · 1 year

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I just have to get this off my chest lmao: what I wanna say about Owl City's latest album Coco Moon, released on March 24, 2023.

If you see this post and haven't listened to Coco Moon yet, here's the Spotify link. The album's also on Youtube, Youtube Music if you have that, Apple Music and iTunes.

and on Bandcamp, you can also purchase the album there for as low as $1 (name your price basically) and iirc you can also get the studio master versions there.

On February 10, 2023 Adam posted this long but lovely post. It's also on his official Twitter and Instagram pages. I'm gonna quote some lines from this post along the way

First of all, this album has been a revelation. The five or so years of waiting for a new album since 2018 has been truly worth it. Adam didn't dissappoint me as usual and forever may it continue.

"Some songs on “Coco Moon” are metaphorical in a story kind of way. I like to read books because books take me places. When I pick up a book, I leave planet Earth. I wrote a few songs inspired by this." Ah a fellow book lover, I love the way books and stories can take us anytime and anywhere even for just a few moments

"And then some songs on “Coco Moon” are odd. Meaning, some have unusual structures, some don’t make a lot of sense, a few are extremely wordy, others are a little too long." Maybe this is me getting old but I love the long and wordy songs on Coco Moon, Adam truly has a gift with words and storytelling. It'll be a welcome surprise if any Coco Moon songs go viral since online virality these days tends to favor short songs, not that's it's a bad thing. just a sign of the times I guess.

"Creative oddity is beautiful to me so I embraced it." this is the Adam I know and love since I heard Fireflies on the radio back in 2009. And true to these lyrics from "Fiji Water" from his Cinematic album:

"And I'd say "Hey, there is more to me than meets the eye

Let me be who I wanna be"

And I'd say "Hey, I'm an oddity and that's alright

Let me fly and follow my dreams"

"The point is that “Coco Moon” is a very Owl City album. It is quirky. It is odd. It is unapologetically myself. I made an album that is exactly the way it was supposed to be, not an album that popular culture, or algorithms, or analytics, or anyone else on planet Earth told me to make. I wrote me. Average, ordinary, weird me."

Imo nobody in pop music these is doing it quite like Owl City. It makes for more unique and progressive vibes. And as a reminder because of some songs in Coco Moon with a Christian undertone, Adam's Christian faith has been a part of him since day one. At the very least, we should respect that and let him cook.

"CS Lewis said to Tolkien, “If they won’t write the kinds of books we want to read, we shall have to write them ourselves.”" - I feel this on a deep level since at this rate I have to write some the stories I wanna read.

"I started by imagining an album I wanted to listen to. The result is “Coco Moon.” I’m so grateful and honored to be able to share it with you soon."

After finally hearing all of Coco Moon this week, it's been an honor in return to listen to a masterpiece of an album. Adam has come a long way from being a kid in a small town, dreaming about seeing the world, to who he is today, experiencing the good, the bad, and the ugly of life. And he's even found the love of his life along the way! I'm so happy for him and Abbey. They deserve everything good in this world. Thank you very much good sir Adam.

Right now I need to listen to the album some more times to pick favorites. I'll update this post when I've made my picks.

#owl city #adam young #coco moon #music #brainfart #Spotify #Bandcamp

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mrs-i-have-too-many-biases · 1 year

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TTO: Worth it || Hwang Hyunjin

Chapter five: A new look

Synopsis: After the band The Thunderous Ones go viral, Hyunjin (famously known as ‘Hyune’) comes across obstacles that may question himself if it was all truly worth it. Will the overwhelming fame go to his head? Will he forget where his roots lie and who supported him through it all? Or is he willing to throw it all away? Would it all be just worth it?

“I can’t believe I actually fell in love with you.”

“What?”

Genre: Fluff, Slow burn, Fanfic Series Word Count: 2,04K Band position: Singer, rapper, guitarist Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Fem!Reader (ft. TXT’s Choi Yeonjun & Ateez’s Jung Wooyoung) Tropes: Semi-Social Media!AU || Best Friends to Strangers to Lovers || Band!AU || College!AU || Non Idol!AU Warnings: Swearing,

Author’s Note: Everything used in this series is used for entertainment and fiction purposes.

Chapter five: A new look

“Oh, for the love of God!” Y/n screamed out when she was frantically shaken by her best friend, gaining glances from her fellow classmates as they all left the classroom. “Have you lost your mind?” She adds, trying to catch her breath.

Hyunjin, who had been stressing non-stop about their upcoming gig, which was a month away from now. Y/n whined in annoyance when she was dragged along by his painted hand, to the school’s atelier. She’d find him there almost every day after class, where he was ‘panic-painting’ as she would like to call it.

Y/n took a seat as her friend continued ranting about how stressed he’s been ever since he realised how close the date of the gig was getting. “…I don’t even know this fiasco ended up on my canvas. I was supposed to paint something semi-realistic but this looks like it belongs in the abstract section of a museum!” His hands thrown in the air as he almost admitted defeat.

“Well, at least you do realise that anything you make is art. Besides, Miss Kwon is obsessed with literally anything you make. Even if you were to tape a banana onto the canvas, she’d be putting you on a pedestal.” “Ha ha, very funny.” He sulked, throwing one of his – used – paintbrushes at her. “Cheer up, buttercup. I’ll get you some chicken and some beers, how does that sound?” Y/n cocks her head to the side with a grin plastered onto her face. Hyunjin pretended to think about it, forgetting to answer her as his brain overtook his train of thoughts.

Y/n waited a little longer for a respond, but realised that there was no point. She got onto her feet and made her way to her best friend and hugged him from behind. The warmth that travelled from her touch through the fabrics of his clothes returned him to the present, his breath stuck in his throat as felt her arms squeeze him tighter. He soon forced himself to relax in her arms, not wanting her to suspect anything.

“The painting was supposed to symbolize the act of love, the challenge being that we weren’t allowed to use stereotypical or obvious objects like swans for example.” Hyunjin explained as they looked at the painting. “So, what did you paint?” Hyunjin let out a pained groan, whilst Y/n laughed against his back. “I tried to paint the back of a neck where one if removing the necklace from their lover as an act of love. I wanted my painting to show that everyday things can just prove how much love someone can have for their partner. And that love isn’t necessarily materialistic.”

“Well,” Y/n removed her arms so that he could turn around as she spoke, “is there something you need to tell me?” “What?” “Well, you do this,” she points to the painting, “for me all the time.” Hyunjin’s eyes widened and he starts to stutter in panic, afraid that he had accidently exposed himself.

He stopped in his tracks when he hears her laugh, that he loves the most. “I was just messing with you.” She giggles. “Shall we go and grab some food and drinks? It’s on me, I think you deserves something nice after all this.”

Hyunjin munched hastily on his chicken and gulped down his beers as they sat across from each other at their favourite ‘Chimeak’ place. “I just think it’s terrifying how we will be performing at an entirely new place. With entirely new people who know nothing about us. I just really hope that our first impression is good and that we hopefully attract new people to listen to us.” Hyunjin rants with a mouth full.

“What about changing your looks?” “Are you saying I’m ugly?” He wailed loudly, people turning their heads to the pair with confused looks on their faces. “First of all, you better stop,” Hyunjin simply laughs in amusement, “Second of all, no. I meant like changing your clothing style or your hair.” “So, you’re telling me this doesn’t suit me?” He teases once again. “For fuck sakes I will throw this beer in your face.” She hisses, reaching out to grab her drink. Hyunjin quickly took her hands in his, stopping her from doing so as he sheepishly smiled at her. “What did you have in mind my dear, darling maniac?” He sang bitterly sweet.

“I was thinking about maybe you could change your hair colour-“ “Are you out of your mind?” He gasped. “Apparently I am according to your reaction.” “You’re the one who tells me to change my fucking hair.” He laughs in ridicule. “Just think about it,” she starts “people especially your fans will go crazy if you change your hair! You remember the time when you went from long to short hair, how crazy everybody went.”

“Besides that, haven’t you seen the tons of edits people have made where you have coloured hair?” “People made edits of me?” “Sweetie, The Thunderous Ones have a whole as fanbase, of course there are fan edits.” She laughs at his surprised expression. “I’m not sure, but if that’s what the people want.” “Aren’t you sweet.” “Yeah yeah, spread the word.”

After their dinner they went back to Y/n’s place. Hyunjin was seated on her bed as he waited what hair colour she had picked out for him. The second he saw her walk into the room with a box of hair bleach he stood up in denial. “No, we are not bleaching my hair.” “But you said I could do anything I please.” “Even so this really doesn’t seem like a good idea Y/n.” “Oh God, you used my name. Should I be scared?” “Y/n…” “Hyune, it will be fine. Besides we aren’t just bleaching your hair… I’ll be dyeing it red.” “What?”

Hyunjin launched up from his seat, causing his friend to squeal in ‘fear’ as she was now being chased through her apartment.

“Why can’t you just trust my vision!” She whined, standing on the other side of her couch. Trying to read his body language as he was still ready to attack. “Maniac, you said yourself that you need glasses.” “That’s not what I meant and you are well aware of that Hwang Hyunjin.” She yammered. “Why does it have to be red, the entire campus will notice me from miles away.” He argued. “That’s exactly the point!” She argues back.

Hyunjin manages to distract her and tackle her onto the couch. He wrapped his long limbs around her, pinning her to the soft surface underneath them. “Just let me dye your hair red. You would look so good in it.” She ran her fingers through his hair. Hyunjin’s eyes were fixed on her lips as she spoke. She was passionately explaining on why he should follow her advice and trust her vision. Yet all he could think about was how his lips would feel on her heated cheeks or her soft lips.

“I know how we can settle this.” Hyunjin spoke. “How?” She replied. “Rock, paper scissors?” He suggests. “If I win, we’ll be dyeing my hair black. If you win it’ll be red, okay?” “Fine.” She chuckles. The both of them sat up straight, their fists ready on their open hands as they waited in anticipation.

“Rock.” “Paper.” “Scissor.” “Shoot!”

“For fuck’s sake!”

“Wrap this around your head, I don’t want any dye on my couch.” Y/n handed him a plastic bag and started to clean up her bathroom. “Shall I order food and drinks? We can watch some movies together?” “Yes please! I sacrificed my bathroom for you.” Hyunjin didn’t answer but simply laughed.

As the food had arrived, the both of them had laid down. A movie playing in front of them, munching happily on their food. Until Hyunjin opened his mouth. “You’re such a lucky bastard to live alone in a such a nice apartment.” “And I’ve told you many times, you’re not going to live with me you sweaty butt.” She teases. “Petty bitch.” He shot back playfully.

“You know how much those guys hate me.”

Hyunjin had told her many times about the dirty glances he had been receiving from the guys he shares an apartment with. At first, Y/n was confused. Because she thought that the band had their own apartment. Turns out that Hyunjin was set up into an apartment with the jocks of the school. The selfproclaimed athletes had been jealous of their latest roommate as soon as the band had started.

The people they were trying to hook up with only took interest in them and were hopeful that they could have a glance of the bandmember. Y/n especially remembers the one time where Hyunjin had hurried to her place, the second he heard his name coming from his roommate’s room, who thought everybody was out.

“You fucker, you know fully well that I was joking.” She pouts. “I honestly would love the idea of having you as my roommate to be honest. It would make date night so much easier. Besides, you walking me home would be so convenient. You won’t have to text me when you arrive home. Because we would have our own!”

‘Our own.’ He thought

Our own.

Our own...

‘Stop messing with my head, all I already could think of was you.’

The silent was killing them both, she realised what she just had offered and felt like she was malfunctioning. “Shouldn’t we wash the dye out of your hair-“ “Yep we should, shouldn’t we?”

Knowing Hyunjin, he had a fucked up sleeping schedule. There wasn’t a lot he could do about it. He tried going to bed early, having warm milk with honey before bed and some medicine that he bought in the past. Yet, nothing seemed to work as well as the feeling of her hand caressing his face, her fingers running through the strands of his¬– newly dyed– hair, softly massaging his scalp as he tiredly laid on her lap.

He was ready to give her the world, because she gave him sleep-full nights.

“I’ll post the pictures tomorrow, I don’t really feel like moving.” Y/n announces. “As long as you keep moving your fingers through my hair, I’m fine with anything.” Hyunjin mumbled into her thigh.

“I did send the guys a sneak peak of your hair and Chan is freaking out.” Y/n giggled. “I’ll react to it tomorrow, you’re very comfy. Don’t want to move.” He yawned out. “That’s fine, I won’t be able to move to bed if you’re going to fall asleep like this.” “We can sleep on the couch and cuddle, you’re warm.” Hyunjin dragged her down so that she could lay down with him. Her head rested onto his chest with his arms wrapped around her waist.

A blanket was draped over them, the cold room contrasting with the body heat they exchanged. Minds hazy and hearts skipping a beat. Both in denial of their feelings to one another, telling themselves to calm down. That everything was fine; ‘they won’t notice.’

The two indeed did not notice how hard both hearts were beating for one another. They decided to just enjoy themselves in the moment and soak up each other’s senses.

Living in the moment.

They have no idea what’s coming for them…

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isaiah-vs-the-world · 7 months

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Fake Bible Verse?

Yes. You read that one right. A fake made-up bible verse has been created. Though I'm sure that there have been people in the past who have made up some things about the bible that aren't true, no one has ever taken it to this level or even made it sound so believable. Artificial intelligence has taken the modern world by storm. There have been so many technological advancements within the last fifty years, it blows my mind. Now, we're not talking about Iron Man-type technology, but at the rate we're going I would not be surprised if something like that was accomplished soon too. I don't know if you have ever heard of ChatGPT. ChatGPT is an artificial intelligence chatbot that uses natural language processing which allows you to have human-like conversations and much more. It is run by a company called OpenAI that was established in 2015. So now that you know the background behind this "artificial intelligence," let's get on with the real story. A Reddit user under the name Psychological_Dog527 was "feeling sad" so he asked ChatGPT to generate a fake biblical passage about Jesus accepting transgender people which he then posted on the "r/trans" channel. The passage reads, "And a woman, whose heart was divided between spirit and body, came before him. In quiet despair, she asked, 'Lord, I come to you estranged, for my spirit and body are not one. How shall I hope to enter the kingdom of God?'" The passage goes on, "Jesus looked upon her with kindness, replying, 'my child, blessed are those who strive for unity within themselves, for they shall know the deepest truths of my Father's creation. Be not afraid, for in the kingdom of God, there is no man nor woman, as all are one in spirit. The gates of my Father's kingdom will open for those who love and are loved, for God looks not upon the body, but the heart." Pretty good, right? "I know it’s not real, but it gave me some comfort," the user posted. However, this passage was so good that pro- LGBTQ+ outlet The Advocate posted about the passage on Aug 16. People were aware that this passage wasn't real, but that didn't seem to make a difference. So, yes. A bible verse that isn't even real is going viral right now. That's pretty crazy right? This blog is called "The World According To Isaiah Olson" for a good reason because all the world seems to do is keep surprising me.

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hi nova,, im feeling good. my school ends late on thursdays just because but it was such a chill day. about what happened with ur friends and seeing harry,, i totally understand exactly how ur feeling ! like the not gatekeeping part and just wanting to see ur number one idol up close. im from singapore so we dont usually have very famous people from the US have concerts here (BUT MAROON 5 & GUNS N ROSES ARE GONNA PERFORM HERE NEAR THE END OF THE YEAR OMGG CANT WAITT) . anygayss, i wanted to share more about who i listen to and what is currently going on with ppl my age and them using tiktok. nothing against ppl who use tiktok bc i do use the app myself !

it’s just that i listen to underground artists and mainstream artists that dont get enough hype and attention nowadays . artists like bring me the horizon, royal blood, declan mckenna etc. yes theyre british 😭😭. so last year bmth trended on tiktok with their song ‘can you feel my heart’, and my schoolmates know i listen to bands like them and that i was the only one in the batch that listens to rock music. i would get comments like “not to be offensive but ur music taste is really overrated, like nobody else likes rock music, u dont have to get excited over them”, and it crushed my heart. so for me to get really pissed that the ppl who judged me for my music taste, only for them to suddenly like the same music BC TIKTOK TRENDED THEM MANY MANY YEARS AFTER, was very reasonable, at least in my opinion . and they had the audacity to ask me “u know this song thats been trending on tiktok? omg its so nice like wow” and LIKE STFU I KNEW THEM FIRST 😭😭

thank u for taking the time to read this lmaoooo im very sorry

and i hope ur day will get better and u SHALL meet harry styles soon 😌😌

– sister 💫

you’re so cute, i’m currently squeezing you in a hug!

i get what you’re saying about the tiktok bit so much! i’ve always been looked down upon for listening to 1d then harry, and then watermelon sugar and suddenly everyone was using it and i was like ???? but now with harry’s house it’s much much worse because almost the entire album is viral, which is great for harry but it sucks because the same people who literally bully you for your choice in musicians, are also the ones using his music and in my case, actually getting to see him lol (2 of my friends excluded because at least they were nice about it).

it sucks, but oh well. that’s life lol. i just hope that the numbers translate to harry expanding with his shows more and calming down with the 15 show in msg 😀

thank you, bub xxx

#💫anon

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slxsher-disaster · 2 years

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Hey all, first actual post going up here!

It’ll be short, but I feel like being a total nerd in terms of behind the scenes work and the effort that goes into films.

So without further ado, today we’ll be talking about a film called The Deep House

It’s premise is not exactly what we’ll be talking about today, but for those who haven’t seen it I’ll give a quick summary. The Deep House follows a couple by the names of Ben and Tina (played by Camille Rowe and James Jagger) who run an urbex social media channel. Their next video will most certainly be the one that causes them to go viral, Ben assures (I can smell the hubris a mile away). With this in mind, they follow a seemingly very helpful stranger to a location that will be, for certain, one of a kind. A house, still fully intact, that is entirely submerged beneath the lake. They accept the offer and go exploring before finding out that it is still….. occupied, shall we say. The couple then find that they are trapped, and soon begin trying to find an escape route as their oxygen level depletes and they are hunted down by the occupants of the house.

We’ve all seen stuff like this before, be it in other films or ARGs from the internet, the plot itself is not too much of a foreign concept when looking at just the simple skeleton of it all. But what I’m impressed with personally is how they pulled it off and brought it to life on the screen.

While it’s also not a foreign concept to have films based underwater, it’s not typically done to have the whole set under water. The entire film (aside from the scenes on the surface) was shot underwater. This is where the creators of the film had to get a bit creative. For the actors of the not so dead occupants of the house, they had to put weights in their costumes so that they wouldn’t float. A lot of these actors, I can presume, do not have a ton of diving experience (especially since one actress was only ~12 years old at the time of filming and did an incredible job) as well.

This, while making the process of filming a bit more (perhaps a lot more) difficult, it results in a far more realistic experience in the end since, of course, it’s not based on editing, effects and CGI.

I will admit, this movie did give me quite the spook, it does a good job playing on basic human primal fears. I know it certainly took some notes from my book of irrational fears, and the sense of being chased is always horrifying to humans as is. Since water slows your motion and ability to escape your pursuer, it only amplifies that sense of fear in a marvelous way.

I know I was a lot more impressed with the film when I found these out. Filming underwater is quite the feat to the scale that they did.

As always, if you do decide to watch this film do proceed with caution. There may be triggering elements for some, you know what is best for you so follow your best judgement call.

Anyway, that’s all for my film rant on The Deep House, take care, and remember that sometimes there’s more to the world than what meets the eye.

#horror #horror films #horror movies #the deep house #films #movies #supernatural horror #slxsher-disaster #S.D. movie rants

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