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Hey

When I say hey

I mean I miss you

When I say I miss you

I mean I crave you

When I say I crave you

I mean there’s an emptiness that only you can fill

But that’s too intense

And I don’t want to push you farther away

So I send a big smile

And a small word

And I hope you’ll say

Hey

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Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Rating: 18+

Word Count: 2k

Genre: Smut, Dragon!AU

Summary: Jungkook has a dragon in his pants and he needs your help taming him. Do you risk getting burned, in more ways than one?

A/N: Hey, do people actually read this part of the fic? Or do they just skip right down to the good stuff? Do you feel tricked yet? Great, because now you can buckle yourself in and read about anti-Asian racism and how white privilege manages to prevail in K-Pop fandoms! People abuse the tagging system on Tumblr anyway, so I might as well use that to my advantage since no one cares about the “stop Asian hate” tag anymore.

By the way, if you’re mad, you’re just proving my point that people only care about their oppas, but not about Asians who are being affected by hate crimes in their communities. Let’s get started!

How white privilege still trickles into places like K-Pop fandoms: observations from an AAPI in the BTS ARMY

I’m a second-generation Asian American millennial who grew up without much Asian representation in Western media. Seeing K-Pop’s incredible breakthroughs gives me both delight that Asians are finally being recognized as respectable artists and immense anger that fans seem to adore their oppas in Korea, yet they don’t give a shit about Asian Americans being targeted and killed. I wanted to share my experiences in the BTS fandom as an AAPI and how I’ve witnessed white privilege creeping into K-Pop fandoms, which celebrate people of color.

This lack of compassion is a byproduct of fetishization - taking only the good, surface-level parts of a culture while completely ignoring the bad. People consider themselves an ally simply because they enjoy Korean music or dramas or films. So they think that they don’t have a responsibility to VERY EASILY reblog a post here and there about awareness. That because they find Asian men attractive, they’re suddenly exempt from accidentally perpetuating racism. The bar is on the fucking GROUND and people still manage to dig below the dirt.

Asians have always been portrayed as exotic or foreign in American TV and film, and this view has been completely accepted by our society. In recent years, K-Pop artists have had to field the dumbest interview questions by Western media outlets and no one bats an eyelid. One could argue that oh, the interviewers are just trying to be respectful because they know things are really different in America. I’m sorry, but asking “Have you tried In-n-Out yet?” is not breaking any fucking cultural barriers.

It’s become so normalized to not take AAPI discrimination seriously because “it’s really not that bad” or because “Asians just can’t take a joke” or because “Asians are so privileged, they’re basically white (~newsflash~: we aren’t white).” When people dismiss “smaller” issues with microaggressions and fetishization, they can then turn around and deny race was a factor in bigger problems, such as not labeling a mass shooting or a cold-blooded murder anti-Asian hate crimes.

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So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.

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This right here is everything. This is what matters most

He's dancing again!

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You know what though? As much as I wanted them to win, I also really wanted them to get the full experience they deserve with the audience and the ceremony and the award being put in their hands. Not this weird, awkward virtual show where everyone is stumbling over words and mispronouncing names and then only have 30 seconds to enjoy the moment they worked so hard for. They deserve to stand on that stage like they’ve dreamed and give the kind of speech only they can give where everyone can see.

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I need someone to hold me because I’m sad. I’m sad because I don’t have anyone to hold me when I’m sad. So now what?

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I thought I had people. Turns out they were just people I knew...

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Listen, I know this is a new age and we’re strong and independent and don’t need a man to save us but don’t you ever just get tired and want SOMEONE to step in. It doesn’t have to be a SO. A parent. A friend. Anyone. Not to save you just to say let me take this burden for you, I got you, rest now. Someone to tag in for one round and let you catch your breath. Fuck it, someone to save you. Why is being saved such a bad thing? When you’re in over you head, you need someone to pull you out. When your knocked to your knees, you need someone to lift you up. And right now? I’ve been fighting alone for so long and fuck sis!I’m tired.

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persona | shadow | ego  ✨

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reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

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This is sooo beautiful 😍

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yeah, you can’t escape

i’m you

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only people who listened to epiphany and watched 2 jin fancams in the past month are allowed to reblog this xx (video)

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