#will post poll tomorrow to give these time to absorb

[neopuppy]

preview: boys like u

pairing. Jeno x female reader

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“I’m here for you Jaemin.”

A smile finally appears, ducking his face as he chuckles softly and reaches for your hand hanging by your hip. “You’ve been too good to me ever since the breakup.. I don’t know how to thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me for anything, I’m your friend.”

He pauses for a minute, thumb rubbing the back of your hand as he zones out and nods. “You are my friend. She never really liked that, said I’d call this a boys trip just to come here and flirt with Chenle’s cousin..”

A swell of hope crashes through your chest when his eyes lift to yours and he smiles large enough for the top row of his teeth to fully show. “Friends aren’t supposed to flirt, right?”

“I wouldn’t even know how to flirt.” You pout, exaggerating your blinks. “How would I flirt? Can you show me?”

A clear tinge of red rises up his neck, dropping his head back to let out a howling laugh, inadvertently squeezing your hand tightly. “The idea of you, of all people, not knowing how to flirt is too funny.”

“I don’t know what’s funny about that.” You smirk, leaning in to sway closer for your face to only stand a couple of inches apart. “Can’t you teach me how to flirt? I bet you’re good at it.”

Jaemin staggers for a moment, smile falling slowly as he takes in your curious gaze. “You really want me to show you?”

“Mhmm.” You nod, biting down a grin.

Clearing his throat, he straightens, releasing your hand to rest his arm above your head against the door frame to your room. “Say we just wrapped up a first date..” He hums, painting a scenario out for you without breaking eye-contact. “I walk you home, thank you for gracing me with your presence.” He huffs, lip lifting at one side. “And then I stop to look you up and down, just like this.”

Slowly, long dark eyelashes take their time to fan down over his cheeks, tucking his lower lip in beneath his teeth as he passes over your breasts. “And I lean in close enough to feel your breath quickening, to watch your chest rise faster. Making it obvious that I can’t stop staring at you, can’t get enough of your beauty.”

His voice deepens, re-enacting everything he says until your backs pressed flat against the door, breathing shallowly, gone silent in awe.

“I don’t have to say much..” he pouts slightly, hand lifting to move a loose strand of hair behind away from your face, intentionally grazing the shell of your ear. Pleased by the obvious shiver that passes down your body. “I just..”

Taking one more step forward he meets you at eye level, dragging his fingers down your jawline to your chin to pinch, focusing on your lips naturally parting open for him, so inviting.

“Lick my lips,” and he does, dragging his tongue from one side to the other, gaze more sultry and hooded now. “And whisper right here like this..” only a hair’s breadth away, he whispers less than an inch away from your mouth. “When do I get to see you again?”

Fuck. 

Ready to scream, you have to bite down on your tongue when he abruptly pulls away and shrugs, standing up straight. “Works every time.”

“Uhm,” sucking down a dry gulp, you nod, patting for the doorknob behind you. “I’ll definitely have to try that out sometime.”

Jaemin backs away, stepping backwards with a wink. “You’ll have to let me know if it works. Now get some rest, we have a long day by the pool tomorrow.” 

You’d swear he hasn’t stopped flirting given the way he spins around and watches you from over his shoulder still stuck in place against your door as if you’ve been hot glued there. May as well be, clenching your thighs in a deathgrip out of fear that the sticky heat pooling your underwear could trickle free. 

“Jesus fucking Christ.” You whine once he’s disappeared to the other side of the house. Letting out a long exhausted sigh, you quickly make to enter your room, reaching for the light switch as the door shuts behind you covering everything in darkness.

“You can’t be fucking serious.” 

A roar of anger charges at you, rasping deep before colliding with your chest, crashing your back against the opposite side of the door you were just fighting to free yourself from.

“Ah, fuck!” You hiss, reaching to rub the back of your head surely to have a walnut sized bump by morning. “Jeno?? Is that you?!?”

“Who the fuck else would it be Sherlock.” He rasps directly in your face, lodging one of his forearms under your chin until you cough from lack of air.

“Wh-what the hell are you doing?!” You manage to squeak out, slapping his elbow. “Get off me!”

“What the hell am I doing?!” He roars, nose digging into your forehead. “What the hell are you doing!!”

“Huh??”

“My best friend?!” Jeno’s screaming, crackling the louder he gets, jerking his arm against your neck to congest your air flow. “Please be fucking serious.”

“Wh-what?!” You cough, clutching onto his thick forearm with both hands, sucking large intakes of oxygen in. “Get off me!”

“God you won’t be satisfied until you fuck literally everyone.” Dropping his arm, he gives you no time to recover, manhandling you around to slam you chest first against the door. He scoots up behind you, slotting his covered lower half against yours. The familiar addictive warmth you’ve hungered for since last spring break throbs against your bottom, having to grind your teeth to control an onslaught of whimpers from giving away your arousal. 

“You’re such a whore, fucking open up your legs for anyone.” Strong hands grip the backs of your thighs, slowly climbing up higher to cup the roundness of your ass. “I don’t give a fuck who you fuck.”

Pressing in, he flattens to your back, shoving his arm around your neck from behind, cupping your chin to turn your face to the side. “But you will not,” Jeno breathes heavily against your cheek, licking down to the corner of your mouth. “Fuck him.”

You know by now it’s better to stay silent judging by how riled up he is already, rutting against your ass like some starved beast desperate to feed. 

But you both know the real reason you sneak around, fight in front of everyone else, taunt and torment each other.

The real reason you glare at him from the corner of your eye and slide your tongue out to lap at his finger.

“Oh yeah? And who’s going to stop me?”

#WIP #if u love me u will vote this one LMAOOO🤭 #bc maybe i crave some hate fucking rn ok!!!! #will post poll tomorrow to give these time to absorb #😤😤😤

[for-the-love-of-javert]

is there a reason you didn’t provide a “none, he’s gay” or even a “none, he’s asexual” option on that poll, when listing people javert might have gotten with? because that man could be ace, he could be gay, both would fit javert really well. but into women? literally never. genuinely not possible for him.

The question was about Javert dating female characters

Male characters poll to come another time.

It was purely a random idea to do that poll while I was thinking of something to post. And the question was about 'If Hugo had allowed Javert to have a gf'.

There aren't enough slots in the polls to do male and female characters in one poll. Anything is possible and I don't interpret him as being gay when he's never even had a sexual encounter. Also this question could also include purely platonic relationships with no sex but some affection.

It's meant to be for fun not a serious debate thing. Also I write fanfics and I write my AU Javert as hetrosexual/cis. I don't read his and valjeans 'relationship' as being a sexual/romantic attraction either. Though I would neve rule out the possiblity or even likelihood of them being friends. I do not see them as being in love in any way what so ever. But that's just me. I see Javert developing a respect for Valjean and an admiration for the fact that Valjean has managed to turn his life around and become a good man. Maybe a bit of jealousy too because Valjean was able to experience something that Javert has never had. Love, a family, a child. But we will never know for definite whether he is was homosexual or not because there is no hint of him ever having a relationship with anyone in the book. Not intimately not even as a friend. He is a loner. Him being a-sexual is something I wouldn't dismiss. But he lived his life like a monk and aside from his work as a police officer/man of the law and justice, which was the fundemental core of his entire existence he has nothing and nobody. So I do think it's wrong to say it's not possible for him to have relationships with women. Surely he'd keep his options open before deciding which way he is inclined. I wouldn't rule out him being bi.

But honestly I just didn't get the gay vibe from him at all. Not when he hasn't even experimented with anyone or been on a date. Also he's emotionally shut down except when he gets irritated/angry with criminals. I don't think he's ever let anyone in if I were to stick with the canon storyline. Dude keeps himself to himself and obviously his life is much easier that way. I also think he has serious mental health problems throughout his life that he manages to keep in check until the night he commits suicide. Then he got hit by the emotional/mental runaway train and he couldn't handle it and jumped.

I'm not dissing you for thinking that he's gay, a sexual, a triceratops or whatever (my brain is shutting off now I need some sleep) , you interpret it however you want to. I just didn't interpet it the same way as you and with no further writings from Hugo or anyone who knew him to state whether he intended for Valjean and Javert to be gay or anyone else for that matter. Then I can't see that as canon because that's just not how my brain absorbed the info when I read the relevant parts.

But imo anything is possible. So yes, I think relationships with women or just one woman is definitely a possibility. Also aren't some of the barricade boy's gay/bi and could certainly be interpreted as being one or the other. Javert is far more complex a character to me. There's a lot to explore and consider with him. Lastly. If someone had asked me before I started my second reading of The Brick which character I thought was gay. Without seeing the films or musical, I'd have said Marius. But then Hugo married him off to Cosette so........

Sorry for the waffling reply. I'm off to bed now. See if I have regained my ability to spell and give shorter answers tomorrow. It's 4.28 am lol.

#asks #ask me anything #poll queries #time for me to go to bed

[mostlysignssomeportents]

#1yrago Europe just voted to wreck the internet, spying on everything and censoring vast swathes of our communications

Lobbyists for "creators" threw their lot in with the giant entertainment companies and the newspaper proprietors and managed to pass the new EU Copyright Directive by a hair's-breadth this morning, in an act of colossal malpractice to harm to working artists will only be exceeded by the harm to everyone who uses the internet for everything else.

Here's what the EU voted in favour of this morning:

* Upload filters: Everything you post, from short text snippets to stills, audio, video, code, etc will be surveilled by copyright bots run by the big platforms. They'll compare your posts to databases of "copyrighted works" that will be compiled by allowing anyone to claim copyright on anything, uploading thousands of works at a time. Anything that appears to match the "copyright database" is blocked on sight, and you have to beg the platform's human moderators to review your case to get your work reinstated.

* Link taxes: You can't link to a news story if your link text includes more than a single word from the article's headline. The platform you're using has to buy a license from the news site, and news sites can refuse licenses, giving them the right to choose who can criticise and debate the news.

* Sports monopolies: You can't post any photos or videos from sports events -- not a selfie, not a short snippet of a great goal. Only the "organisers" of events have that right. Upload filters will block any attempt to violate the rule.

Here's what they voted against:

* "Right of panorama": the right to post photos of public places despite the presence of copyrighted works like stock arts in advertisements, public statuary, or t-shirts bearing copyrighted images. Even the facades of buildings need to be cleared with their architects (not with the owners of the buildings).

* User generated content exemption: the right to use small excerpt from works to make memes and other critical/transformative/parodical/satirical works.

Having passed the EU Parliament, this will now be revised in secret, closed-door meetings with national governments ("the trilogues") and then voted again next spring, and then go to the national governments for implementation in law before 2021. These all represent chances to revise the law, but they will be much harder than this fight was. We can also expect lawsuits in the European high courts over these rules: spying on everyone just isn't legal under European law, even if you're doing it to "defend copyright."

In the meantime, what a disaster for creators. Not only will be we liable to having our independently produced materials arbitrarily censored by overactive filters, but we won't be able to get them unstuck without the help of big entertainment companies. These companies will not be gentle in wielding their new coercive power over us (entertainment revenues are up, but the share going to creators is down: if you think this is unrelated to the fact that there are only four or five major companies in each entertainment sector, you understand nothing about economics).

But of course, only an infinitesimal fraction of the material on the platforms is entertainment related. Your birthday wishes and funeral announcements, little league pictures and political arguments, wedding videos and online educational materials are also going to be filtered by these black-box algorithms, and you're going to have to get in line with all the other suckers for attention from a human moderator at one of the platforms to plead your case.

The entertainment industry figures who said that universal surveillance and algorithmic censorship were necessary for the continuation of copyright have done more to discredit copyright than all the pirate sites on the internet combined. People like their TV, but they use their internet for so much more.

It's like the right-wing politicians who spent 40 years describing roads, firefighting, health care, education and Social Security as "socialism," and thereby created a generation of people who don't understand why they wouldn't be socialists, then. The copyright extremists have told us that internet freedom is the same thing as piracy. A generation of proud, self-identified pirates can't be far behind. When you make copyright infringement into a political act, a blow for freedom, you sign your own artistic death-warrant.

This idiocy was only possible because:

* No one involved understands the internet: they assume that because their Facebook photos auto-tag with their friends' names, that someone can filter all the photos ever taken and determine which ones violate copyright;

* They tied mass surveillance to transferring a few mil from Big Tech to the newspaper shareholders, guaranteeing wall-to-wall positive coverage (I'm especially ashamed that journalists supported this lunacy -- we know you love free expression, folks, we just wish you'd share);

What comes next? Well, the best hope is probably a combination of a court challenge, along with making this an election issue for the 2019 EU elections. No MEP is going to campaign for re-election by saying "I did this amazing copyright thing!" From experience, I can tell you that no one cares what their lawmakers are doing with copyright.

On the other hand, there are tens of millions of voters who will vote against a candidate who "broke the internet." Not breaking the internet is very important to voters, and the wider populace has proven itself to be very good at absorbing abstract technical concepts when they're tied to broken internets (87% of Americans have a) heard of Net Neutrality and; b) support it).

I was once involved in a big policy fight where one of the stakes was the possibility that broadcast TV watchers would have to buy a small device to continue watching TV. Politicians were terrified of this proposition: they knew that the same old people who vote like crazy also watch a lot of TV and wouldn't look favourably on anyone who messed with it.

We're approaching that point with the internet. The danger of internet regulation is that every problem involves the internet and every poorly thought-through "solution" ripples out through the internet, creating mass collateral damage; the power of internet regulation is that every day, more people are invested in not breaking the internet, for their own concrete, personal, vital reasons.

This isn't a fight we'll ever win. The internet is the nervous system of this century, tying together everything we do. It's an irresistible target for bullies, censors and well-intentioned fools. Even if the EU had voted the other way this morning, we'd still be fighting tomorrow, because there will never be a moment at which some half-bright, fully dangerous policy entrepreneur isn't proposing some absurd way of solving their parochial problem with a solution that will adversely affect billions of internet users around the world.

This is a fight we commit ourselves to. Today, we suffered a terrible, crushing blow. Our next move is to explain to the people who suffer as a result of the entertainment industry's depraved indifference to the consequences of their stupid ideas how they got into this situation, and get them into the streets, into the polling booths, and into the fight.

https://boingboing.net/2018/09/12/vichy-nerds-2.html

[politicallycorrectinnocentteen]

How is Loving Parker like? (ABC Fluff, Parker X MC)

How is loving Parker like? We will have to ask Vance for that…

 Vance puts his hand on his chin, thinking.

 Loving Parker is like….

 1.      Feeling Safe. (‘F’)

 Vance remembers they were both jogging early in the morning, when suddenly some dogs started chasing him. He remembers how Parker took two long strides to land in front of him, grabbing his hand and pulling him tightly as they ran out of their lungs.

He also remembers how Parker looked determined and brave, even when their path was blocked by a dead end. He definitely remembered how Parker stepped in front of him, face flushed with anger as he growled back at those dogs. And how can Vance forget how the most non-violent Parker on Earth took off his shoe and threw it – bull’s eye on one of the dogs. 

Vance is not sure if it’s the terror of Parker or the smell of his shoes, but the dogs ran away. 

And Vance also remembers how, since that day, whenever they are strolling down the road and a dog appears at his side, Parker involuntarily pulls him to his other side.

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 “But is loving Parker just feeling safe?” 

“No…” Vance smiles. “You also have to deal with him.”

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 2.      Dealing with Parker (‘D’)

 Vance remembers at times how whimsical Parker can become. Not to mention how he’d act like a total kid at times -much to Vance’s annoyance. 

But one particular incident is very much etched to his memory...

 “Vance, want to check out these chocolates I bought?” Parker’s voice came from upstairs. 

Vance was in no mood to even move. Much less walk the never-ending flight of stairs and tire himself out. But...chocolates! 

Chocolates demand sacrifices.

Chocolates demand devotion.

Chocolates demand worship. 

And so, Vance grudgingly got up, went upstairs, only to find Parker in his inner wear and garments. 

“So…where is the chocolate?” 

Parker tosses a small piece of chocolate towards him, making Vance grumble. That one was not his favourite. Forget his favourite, that was not the chocolate he even wished to look at. 

He glares at Parker who smiles as if he tossed a diamond ring with “I LOVE YOU” written on it. His eyes fall on the suit and also Parker’s luggage bag at the corner of the room. 

Great! He now remembered why he was not feeling like moving an inch. 

“Get ready else you will miss the flight.” He rolls his eyes wondering at how he will be spending the next few months without Parker while he’d be out, enjoying his new promotion privileges in some new town around some hot cop chicks.

 “Hey…” Parker’s voice catches him up. “Help me then!” he pleads. 

Vance looks at him, annoyed. Very much annoyed. 

“Are you a kid that I have to help in dressing you up?” He retorts, but anyways goes to Parker. 

Parker takes off his innerwear, flaunting his body and looking expectantly at Vance, who rolls his eyes and scavenges the cup board for a fresh one. 

“Should I change my garments as well?” 

“Whatever dude.” 

“…Ok” 

Vance felt that was not the response Parker was expecting. Perhaps he should be less snappy. 

“There,” he tosses Parker some clothes. 

Parker quickly puts up the shirt, and then the pant. Adjusting his belt, he says, “Button my shirt, please.”

 Vance silently grunted ‘He is like a five-year old at times.’ And ‘He is impossible’ but anyway proceeded to button he shirt. He then also put up the suit on Parker and buttoned it. Lastly, he also tied the favourite blue colour tie of Parker and finally patted the suit to make sure there were no curves. 

There, Parker was ready, like a barbie doll. 

“I will see if we have something in fridge.” Vance starts to leave when Parker grabs his hand, tight. 

“There is one more thing to do.” He says as he closes the distance between them. He whispers huskily in his ear, “Undress me.” 

Vance’s eyes go wide as he looks at Parker, whose voice now tickles in his ears. 

“I denied the promotion. I cannot leave my good boy here while I stay alone somewhere else.” 

He felt goosebumps as Parker continued playing with his heart strings, “You are such a dork when you miss so many signs.” He kissed his neck, biting it roughly in the process. 

“But you clearly weren’t a dork when you said its twice the fun if we start with ‘it’ with undressing.’ 

He then crashes his lips on Vance and pushes him onto the bed and… 

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“What happened next?”

“Psst.” Vance hissed, “Not telling.” He smugly smiles.

“Its more like Parker dealing with you than you dealing with him.” 

He smiles, but proceeds onwards. “The best part of loving Parker is- “

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 3.      Hugs (‘H’)

 Parker just entered the house, marched towards kitchen where Vance was presumably making the evening coffee, and just back-hugged him tightly, sinking his face into his t-shirt. 

“…Parker?” Vance asked confused to which Parker just tried to burrow his face further. 

They stood there for minutes in silence, with Vance waiting for Parker to open up. When he doesn’t speak up, Vance moves forward, looking at Parker’s sullen face as he presses his hand. 

“Let’s sit and talk.”

 Parker just turns and heads upstairs to Vance’s bedroom, completely ignoring the all of the sofas lying idle in the living room. 

Vance sighs. Did he tell that climbing stairs was not his favorite thing? 

When he arrives, Parker is already lying on the bed, face boring into the pillow. 

“Parker…? You alright?” Vance says as he sits on the bed. 

Parker looks up to him, and then pulls him, making him fall on bed. With Vance’s back towards him, he hugs him tightly, wanting to close even the millimetre of distance between their bodies. 

“Parker…?” 

Vance feels his cheeks flush as Parker’s grip tightens around him and as he puts his leg over his’, entangling them together, worse than earphones in a bag. 

“Parker…?” 

Vance becomes conscious of how Parker spoons him, and how his body fits perfectly onto Parker’s. He feels Parker press his nose against his nape. But Parker doesn’t say a word. 

“Is something wrong?” 

“Nnnnnnhmmmmmm.” Parker mumbles. Finally, he speaks up. “You’re leaving tomorrow…” 

“HOLY SHIT PARKER!” Vance speaks up, his worry converting into mild annoyance because Parker apparently gave him a heart attack over what was wrong with him. “IT’S A COLLEGE REUNION PARTY. I WILL BE BACK IN 2 DAYS.” 

Parker seems to try to absorb it, but then just buries his face into Vane’s neck. 

“Doesn’t matter.” He cribs like a child. 

Vance internally rolls his eyes.

 “I will be back soon.” 

“Take me with you.” 

Ok, Parker was legit behaving like a five-year old. 

“You’d get bored.” Vance pressed his point.

“Doesn’t matter as well.” 

“And what about the town? What will it do without their heroic, saviour Office Shaw to their rescue?” 

Parker seemed to actually think on that for a minute as he tilted his head up, but then he again buried it into Vance’s neck, slowly kissing the little skin he found there. 

“They will be ok.” He cribs. He then seems to give a look at Vance, before continuing, “Ok then, I am coming.” 

“No.” Vance muttered, loud and clear.

“Yes” Parker sang, equally determined.

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“NO.”

“……”

“……”

“…..”

“Vance, what’s this burning smell?” 

FUCK!

Vance rushed out of the room, remembering his coffee, leaving Parker surprised and their argument incomplete.

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“So, did he actually come with you?” 

“Yes.” Vance said with slight annoyance, “And that too, without telling me.” 

He takes a sip of his coffee, as we look expectantly towards him. 

“Its about time we wrap up.” He smiles, “But I promise more soon.” He gets up and goes inside...

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Next in the series

4.      Cooking

5.      Camping

6.      TBA

 Hey guys, I know you all are waiting for my one-shot on which I had the poll, but assignments are killing me :(. That being said, it will be posted soon, just not now. Hopefully this drabble kind of made up for that? :D

 Also, any chance if one of the drabbles inspired any art in you? In case it does, do tag me while posting it, I’d love to see it :3. (I’d love even more to use it in this drabble hehe xD)

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