#but the band is known for always wearing Adidas

[svt-kiki]

( 🖇️ ) 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ⌅ .

as of august, 2024

3RD GEN IT GIRL ! 𓂃 .⠀࣪*

　unlike today’s 4th gen idol, kiki hadn’t gathered popularity immedietly after the debut. yes, she was known as her unmatched dance skills, but most people recognize her just because she was a only female member among the group, or the very first japanese female idol in kpop industry. in addition, many people thought she would dissapear from the group or public in couple years, because of her quite unique ‘position’ and concerns that were already in the group itself.

　however — surprisingly, she didn’t leaved the group. seventeen didn’t disband. no one never leaved the group. kiki started to blooming each year, step by step, like jun once said. is she a late bloomer? probably. but the flower she made was the most unique and sparkling art piece. now she understand her strongness, the charisma, and the possibility to become the main character not only in the room, but even nation and generation. she knows what she doing, she understands the elements and assignments, and lots of brands and designers love her because she pay attention to deatils and willing to study its history. or, world just can’t help but falling in love with her.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟨𝟩 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.) 　

　　　　　　　　��　𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐍　‹

ambassador　oct ‘19 -

global ambassador　mar ‘22 -

　guess what, she’s a human ralph lauren ! she has that preppy, old money aesthetic by nature. RL is the brand that gave his attention to kiki much earlier than others, and they build the special connection to each other. ralph treats her as their main issue since she pays attention to details of craftsmanship, history and collections. there is no doubt she’s a face of brand.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟦𝟫 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.)

　　　　　　　　　　›　𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐒　‹

ambassador　sep ‘20 -

global ambassador　dec ‘22 -

she is a hard worker. it’s never easy to be the only female member among the mostly-boys big band. she trained herself to build her body so that she could complete the tour and live concerts with boys, and she was known for having a disciplined personal image for the public. she does dance a lot, work out a lot, so kiki is the perfect choice for the face of brand. she launched the limited collaboration line in summer, 2023 with the brand as ’kiki x adidas’ including track suits, sweat shirts and sneakers and it sold out within a day.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟧𝟫 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.)

　　　　　　　　　›　𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐎　‹　

global ambassador　mar ‘22 -

her first achievement with grand maison ! mostly, she represents the later collection and aesthetics by valentino garavani himself in later 90s to early 00s. it’s needless to say that she’s the first kpop idol who associated officially with the brand, and that indicates that valentino taking her seriously. kiki drew attention especially her in recent ‘black tie’ collection. and even pierpaolo piccioli admitted she’s one of the inspiration ! suit and black tie are always her signature look, so it’s natural for them to chose kiki as a muse. although she has a contract with the brand, valentino hasn’t forced her to wear their piece every time.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟨𝟪 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.)

　　　　　　　　›　𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐍　‹

global ambassador　apr ‘23 -

since she appeared in spring 2023 campaign, the famous jeans & underwear brand fell in love with her. not only jeans and underwear ( well she wasn’t comfortable to wearing just a pair of underwear in ads, so just a sport bra under the jacket that covered her cleavage ) but kiki loves the brand’s classic, sophisticated minimalism in 90s, pulled out vintage and archives and wear it in on and off. she has the class, and it looks really good on her.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟪𝟦𝟩 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.) 　

　　　　　　　　　 ›　𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐑　‹

global ambassador　sep ‘23 -

　carats found out suddenly she appeared in the big billboard in the major cities around the world, wearing gold iconic jewelries, taken with a model in the same picture with relaxing expression. yes, it was the surprise announcement of kiki as a new face of cartier. she was known for using cartier watch for long time, carries two or three of it whenever she goes to oversea schedules, collecting some vintage watches. she is an ambassador for watch and jewelry. her favorites are standard tank louis with black belt and gold frame, and the love bracelet.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟩𝟪 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.)

　　　　　　　　　 ›　𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐄　‹

global ambassador　apr ‘24 -

　trust me, they are highly frustrated when valentino snatched her right under their nose lol. they have been inviting kiki to the collection since 2022 and they wanted her as an ambassador so bad. her persona as an idol and performer matches with brand’s lavish and luxury color so well ( speaking of her natural personality which is soft, calm character is ... maybe not so much ). she was thinking her presence would be a bit overwhelmed for versace’s couture like clothing would own her more than she owns it... but kiki became a woman who fits with their aesthetics more and more as she becoming confident as a ‘star’. as of april 2024, maison finally announced her as the face of brand with introducing kiki as an ambassador in new versace icon campaign besides cillian murphy and anne hathaway.

𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋 !

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟤𝟢𝟣𝟣 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.) 　

　　　　　　　　 ›　𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐒　‹

campaign model　sep ‘22 -

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟪𝟫𝟪 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.) 　

　　　　　　　　　 ›　𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐖𝐀　‹

campaign model　sep ‘23 -

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 !

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟩𝟤 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.) 　

　　　　　　　›　𝐘𝐎𝐇𝐉𝐈 𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎　‹

　he is indeed the one of the most greatest, phenomenal designer in the japanese fashion history. his first company that established in 1972 “Y’s” is under the concept of “women wearing men’s clothes”. it doesn’t remind someone? well, if there’s an one person who can go well with concept the most, it’s her. maybe kiki was the embodiment of the spirit he was looking for long time… and after all these years, she finally appeared in front of him.

　　　　　　　　　୨ৎ　—　𝟣𝟫𝟨𝟫 (𝖾𝗌𝗍.) 　

　　　　　　›　𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒　‹

　now you can see kiki clearly has a passion for legend designers in japan… and the monochrome haha. rei kawakubo, the founder of the brand is also a big name in japanese fashion history like yohji yamamoto. their couture collections esp in 90s are still so odd, new, fun and refreshing to watch in present and she’s there for it. now carats literally betting what brand she will wore on her first met gala and come des garçons is a powerful candidate alongside these big names. ( aka carats are CRAVING for she goes there and makes fashion moment in the history because they know the girl won’t waste the opportunity )

also, she would love to work with thom browne, miss sohee, le fame, tanakadaisuke, and robert wun.

(    📁    )   :   NAVI   :  MASTER LIST     

(    tag list    )   :   @smh-anon @jennwonwoo @angie-x3

[oldfashionedmorphine]

well now i can’t say “nobody asked for this…”

(dear anon, i hope this helps!)

fyi—i spend way too much of my time looking things up for this fic… and this is some of what i saved when it came to outfits/hair and also just some basics info/stuff :)

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mike in 2004

hair: styled like johnny depp’s hair in the 90s… he’s kept it shoulder length or longer since 1986—he ditched the bangs at some point in the early 90s! and since he doesn’t dye it, there’s some gray throughout

outfits: white or black t-shirt’s, black jeans, and converse high tops are still his bread-and-butter base. his style is pretty consistent because he’s not a big fan of change—he likes what he likes! it’s just super easy for him to throw something else over a plain t-shirt and walk out the door.

overall: he doesn’t typically keep his face clean-shaven, call it laziness, but sometimes he will wait two weeks or more between picking up a razor. he’s still skinny because he doesn’t always eat right, skipping meals because he gets too distracted with video games, but years of drinking are starting to take a toll and reflect in his skin, at times looking sallow

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will in 2004

hair: styled basically like whatever hayden christensen was doing to his hair in 2003/2004, also not a fan of hair dye, and also as he got older there was a bit more wave to his hair

outfits: wears lots of flannels, band/graphic tees, polos, button ups with sweater vests, jeans/corduroy/khaki pants, adidas/saucony jazz/new balance style sneakers—usually laid back but he will also use any excuse to dress it up! wears square-framed tortoiseshell glasses since 2001 (when he had to renew his driver’s license he couldn’t pass the eyesight test—got his eyes checked and sure enough he needed glasses!)—and included that picture of noah wearing glasses cause when i saw it i was like, wow yeah, that’s not too far off, just change the frames and age him 15 years… lol

overall: usually keeps his face free of any stubble, also has a few gray hairs but not as many as mike and he likes to walk or run for exercise to better keep in shape, in the summer he’s been known to pick up a tan, and he has one tattoo—the word “love” written in morse code under the scar from where nancy burnt him with a hot iron [ .-.. --- ...- . ]

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holly in 2004

(holly is 24, about the same age as kristen bell so I kinda picture her from veronica mars season 1 but with long hair/dyed like cady heron from “mean girls”—holly watched the movie earlier that year and liked the look!)

outfits: low rise flare jeans, denim jackets, fitted shirts, canvas vans sneakers, low top converse

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el in 2004

hair: long, always past her shoulders at least—she doesn’t like cutting it short for obvious reasons—she also dyes it and never skimps on spending money to maintain it and loves adding things like butterfly clips or barrettes with sparkles

outfits: she loves fashion and experimenting with her wardrobe. lots of delicate details and whimsy. a lot of what claire danes and anne hathaway were wearing 2002-2004

what she’s up to: el never went to college, but attends a few business seminars in between all her world travels and eventually invests some of her government hush money into opening a vintage/antique shop in hawkins that her and joyce run together.

el’s exact outfit from ch 8!

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outfit inspiration for mike + will in 1999 (aka for ch. 15)

mike: black jeans, ochre yellow striped button down, and of course he would’ve worn his typical converse shoes if he had to physically travel to the house that night, but alas… lol

will: brown dress shoes (normally wears sneakers, but for special occasions he gets fancy), light wash denim with navy turtle neck, plus brown leather jacket

(yes… i purposefully made them wear each others colors 😏)

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the mood board i made for nancy + jonathan’s wedding in 1993

(i’ve posted this before but idk how many of you saw it lol)

of course there is more i could add and sadly there’s things i’ve since cleared from my phone like the picture i had saved of a wedding dress i thought nancy would wear… but if there is anything else you’d like to know, i’m always down to talk more about this story! send me a message—you don’t have to stay on anon unless you wanna, but i don’t bite!! ;)

[random-tbate-stuff]

DC Modern AU Headcanons: Clothes

What the DC + Tess and Elijah and Lilia wear in their free time in the modern au:Arthur wears band shirts and jeans. He has six pairs of jeans and every classic rock band shirt to exist. He has three ACDC shirts and five Led Zepplin shirts. No one dares look in his closet other than Tessia. She also steals his shirts like crazy. His shoes are the most expensive Adidas on the market and only Lilia knows how he got them.Tess wears hoodies and sweat pants. No one knows whats under the hoodies (usually shirts she stole from Arthur). They're always white and somehow never get any stains (except one Arthur got blood on). She always wears her uniform boots, says they fit her asthetic.Elijah has punk rock band shirts, black leather jackets, black pants, too many belts, and a lot of chains. His boots are black and his emotion are out. The girls love him until Arthur shows up.Claire has no chill. It's either loud and proud rainbow guchi with expensive Nikes or plad shirt with booty jeans and leather boots. Someone said a homophobic slur to her once and she refuses to look anything less than a complete lesbian ever since.Kathyln wears black dresses and black boots, like in canon. It's not laziness on my part, she just really likes them.Curtis wears all the drip. Black jackets, white pants, gold chains, white tank tops. His hero is Eminem and it shows.Theo is the kind of guy to wear a tank top and jeans on the regular and that's it. His shoes? Work boots. No one knows why, since it's a well known fact that he's as rich as Claire and Feyrith.Feyrith has the tackiest shit. He has those really elaborate scarfs, pink jackets, white shirts, stupidly expensive pants, the most expensive sunglasses, and he makes it work.Kai wears a Central Academy shirt on the daily and Claire keeps trying to wrestle it off of him. She has so far yet to succeed. Oh and he wears khaki shorts and slip on shoes.

[emotionallychargedtowel]

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Tagged by@nieves-de-sugui. Thanks, dearie!

RULES: bold the ones that are true & tag 10 people to do it. (I'm not big on meme tagging, and anyway, I seem to be one of the last people on the planet to get around to this thing.)

APPEARANCE

blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // I have one or more piercings // I have at least one tattoo // I have dyed or highlighted my hair // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backwards

I've wanted to get some piercings in my ears for a few years now but between brokeness and covid stuff I haven't gotten around to it yet. Someday?

I have two tattoos. One is a reference to a song by a band I used to know and the other is in honor of my kids but also some stuff from my own childhood. Both were done by a close friend of mine. A lot of people don't realize I have them, especially the first one, which is on my ribcage. I want to get more tattoos but that may be tough since I can't go back to Texas anytime soon and the idea of working with a new artist here is a huge bummer--no one could take the place of my friend.

I just got my balayage re-done, with purplish ash blond bits, and it's the best thing I've ever done to my hair. Now if the weather would just cool off enough for me to be able to wear it down!

I had cosmetic surgery in middle school to make my ears stick out less.

I'm not super depressed most of the time but I'm prone to anhedonia (difficulty experiencing positive emotions) so I don't smile much and I seldom laugh aloud. Though since I started ADHD meds I started laughing a bit more, which has been nice.

I used to wear makeup a lot more, but I have allergy stuff that makes it hard to wear eye makeup so I've gotten out of the habit. I miss it. It was a good source of gender euphoria.

I'm not displeased with how I look, but saying I'm pleased with it seems a bit strong.

HOBBIES & TALENTS

I play a sport // I can play an instrument // I am artistic // I know more than one language // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim // I enjoy writing // I can do origami // I prefer movies to tv shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year // I enjoy spending time with friends // I travel during work or school breaks// I can do a handstand.

I can play both guitar and piano, but not very well at all.

I love doing visual art but got out of the habit over the years. I always tell myself that someday I'll go back and take some classes or something, when I have more free time. I would love that. For now I just draw things for my kids sometimes.

I can cook without a recipe but I can't bake without one. That way lies madness.

I swim about as well as I play piano and guitar--I can get it done but it may not be that aesthetically pleasing.

Sometimes I enjoy writing. Other times it's more like a compulsion.

I've read books this year but none that were part of a series so far. The last time I read a series was probably when I read Trollope's Barchester Chronicles a couple of years ago. My latest non-series book was Manning Marable's biography of Malcolm X (the audiobook version, which I highly recommend).

I very rarely get to travel and I'm a bit envious of those who do.

RELATIONSHIP

I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // I have a best friend who I’ve known for ten years // my parents are together// I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends // I have made an online friend // I met up with someone I have met online

Today is my 16th anniversary with my partner (our getting together anniversary, not the wedding one, which is in December). He was my best friend when we started dating.

The friend I'm closest to at the moment is someone I've only known for about four years. I do have some close friends I've known a lot longer, though.

Making online friends and meeting them in "real life" is the best. It's been way too long since I did that. I've made some really important friends that way, including a friend who was my person of honor at my wedding and one of my closest friends in the city where I currently live.

AESTHETICS

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sun rise // I enjoy rainy days //I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach // I know what snow tastes like // I listen to music to fall asleep // I enjoy thunderstorms // I enjoy cloud watching // I have attended a bonfire // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favorite season

I'm a huge fan of rain and storms. Even though it rains a lot in the PNW, I still miss Central Texas rain. The drizzly days here are nice, don't get me wrong, and overall the weather suits me far better. But I miss big, hard rains with thunder and stuff. I could go for one of those freaky horizontal deluges with golfball-sized hail and thunder that shakes your house. I don't want to be out in it, or not for long. But I'd love to look out the window at one right about now.

Freud wrote about an "oceanic" feeling where human beings have a sense of oneness with the universe (his friend coined the term and he ran with it). It's not a coincidence that this term references the ocean. The ocean just has an effect on the human psyche/nervous system that we haven't begun to understand.

MISCELLANEOUS

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // I am the mom friend // I live by a certain quote // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least 3 dogs

I'm only a mom friend on request and with people I'm close to, but I enjoy my mom friend duties when I get the chance.

Are there people who don't enjoy Mexican food? I miss Tex-Mex so danged much.

Sometimes when I can't fall asleep I make up stories. One of my go-to things is stuff that that might happen after the endings of Austen novels. For example, if Mr. Darcy is going to be Jane Bennet's brother-in-law he is going to have to apologize for the bullshit he pulled when he interfered in her relationship with Bingley. And he'd better do a good job, too.

My favorite song to sing in the shower is Great Potential by Freakwater.

I'm usually shy about tagging so I'm going to forego it this time but if you're reading this, please feel free to use me as an excuse to do this!

[supportteeshirtsandme]

Music trending

Fashion and music are two forms of artistic expression that have the ability to profoundly influence people’s lives. When these two forms are combined, they create an enchanting experience that captivates audiences and leaves them feeling exhilarated.

Trend music, or music that is currently popular and widely listened to, has a way of capturing the mood and energy of the moment. It is the soundtrack of our lives, and it often reflects the societal values and attitudes of the time. Fashion, on the other hand, is an art form that allows individuals to express themselves through their clothing and accessories. It is a means of communication that can convey one’s personality, beliefs, and aspirations.

When fashion and music are combined, they create a unique and powerful experience that resonates with audiences on a deep level. Fashion shows and music festivals, for example, are popular events that often feature a fusion of fashion and music. The music sets the tone for the event, creating an ambiance that complements the fashion being showcased. Conversely, the fashion can also inspire the music, influencing the lyrics, beats, and overall sound of the music being played.

In recent years, the influence of fashion and music has become even more pronounced, thanks in large part to social media. Platforms like Instagram and TikTok have made it easier than ever for fashion and music to reach a wider audience. Musicians and fashion designers can now collaborate and showcase their work to a global audience, creating a new level of synergy between the two art forms..

In recent years, the trend of combining fashion and music has become increasingly popular. Many fashion designers have collaborated with music artists to create special collections. Examples include Victoria Beckham and Justin Bieber, Rihanna and Puma, Kanye West and Adidas. These collections are often inspired by the songs, albums, or music styles of the artists.

Interestingly, the combination of fashion and music is not limited to using images or inspiration from musicians. Artists also use fashion as a means to express their personality and music style. For example, Lady Gaga has a bold style, using unique and colorful outfits that suit her pop music style. Rihanna has a bold and edgy fashion style, reflecting her R&B and hip hop music style.

Singers and bands often perform in special outfits, creating a great combination of music and fashion. For example, the members of the K-Pop band BTS are always known for their impressive fashion style in their music videos. Their unique and eye-catching costumes have become their trademark and contributed to the group’s appeal.

In addition, major music events such as concerts often feature the presence of top fashion stars such as Paris Fashion Week, Milan Fashion Week, or New York Fashion Week, which are often welcomed by famous music artists who often wear beautiful outfits from leading fashion designers. For example, Rihanna, Beyoncé, Taylor Swift, or Billie Eilish have all appeared at these events and become the center of attention with impressive fashion styles.

Combining fashion and music not only creates a unique combination between two artistic fields, but also brings many economic benefits. Major music events such as Coachella or Lollapalooza are often welcomed by large fashion brands and jewelry labels. They take advantage of the opportunity to promote their products through sponsorship and advertising activities at these events.

In summary, the trend of combining fashion and music is becoming a popular phenomenon that brings multidimensional values. It not only creates a unique fusion between two artistic fields but also contributes to the attractiveness, appeal, and especially the economic value for artists and designers. Surely, this will be a continuing trend that brings many surprises and exciting experiences for audiences and fashion lovers in the future.

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

🥃 🍸THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY 🍸🥃

Prompt: This was a request by the amazing @mindofasagittaruis

***The ‘Enviado por’ means ‘Sent by’ 😉 just so you don’t need to google translate that 😂

Word count: Long

Pairing: Mob!Roman Reigns x Reader

Warnings: Just an insecure Roman, fluff and some cussing

Tagging Roman Lovers: @ziasaph @mindofasagittaruis , @jibbles26 , @reigns-5sos and someone who’ve gained a special place in my heart, the lovely @nicolewoo

Notes: I will say, I just loved the idea 🥰 I’m a sucker for a beautiful, strong man like Roman insecure to get dumped! It’s too sweet ❤️ Thank you for trusting me with your request babe, I hope I made justice to it! I had fun writing this one 😉 and it’s entirely written in Roman’s POV. Y’all know the drill loves,sorry for misspellings,english isn’t my first language (bla bla bla),check out my other stories if you’d like to(it would make your girl here very happy 😊) and if you’re comfortable with it,please let me know what you think? Some feedback is always welcomed and appreciated ❤️You can check out my other stories typing ‘masochist writes’ on the search bar on my page and my newest story as a fixed post.Okay,now let’s get to the fun part,shall we? Hope you’ll enjoy 😉

“You’re pathetic Roman!” I said to myself staring at the rearview mirror “Just get inside and ask her out, is not that difficult for fucksake! You’re one of the top mob bosses in the USA and you’re afraid to get dumped? How fucking old are you anyway? Whatcha gonna do if she say ‘no’? Run to your mommy and cry? Fucking man up and stop being such a pussy!”

I gather the bit of courage that I gained from my own little pep talk and walked out of the car to the liquor store.

From outside I saw her, beautiful, standing there talking to John. A 75 years old lady’s man, who always used to flirt with her, he said he did it to not loose his mojo upon the ladies. She always laughed, and sometimes even flirted back saying that someday she would not be able to resist his dinner invitations.

I walked in, the little bell on top of the door made my presence being known, and went straight to the whiskey section.

“That would be a total of US$ 137,65 John”

“Is there any chance of me getting a discount in form of a date?”

She chuckled “John, I’m in my work place, I’m afraid I can’t. But I guarantee to you that if I owned this store, I would be more than glad to give you the date discount” She laughs softly

“Well, I tried” He sighed, pretending to be upset but the amusement on his voice said otherwise “I’ll see you next week, doll”

“Bye John, ‘til next week...drive home safe and say hello to you grandkids for me”

I heard her stepping out from the back of the counter and making her way to the whiskey section. *Fuck, she’s coming! Get it together Roman!*

“Good evening Mr. Reigns, how can I help you tonight?”

She is stunning! Not in a pampered way, but in her simple self. Her makeup consisted in mascara, some blush and lips lightly stained in a cherry red color; her short bob hair was always either down with one side tucked behind her ear or up in a ‘beehive’ style thing that it was a fucking mess if I’m being honest, but she looks beautiful in it and can easily pull it off like it was the most perfectly neat hairdo; her clothes are always simple: jeans or leggings, cropped t-shirts, tank tops, bands t-shirt or hoodies; always wore tennis shoes: adidas, nike, puma...never once I saw her wearing heels or dresses/shorts/skirts.

I’m used to be around women who always look extra as fuck: too much makeup, too tight low cut dresses, 6 inch heels, extremely long hair..it gets to a point where they all look the fucking same! Like fucking clones of each other, you take one of them to a dark corner of a club excuse yourself to the bathroom and when you’re back you can’t find her in the crowd because everybody has the same hair, the same dress, the same outfit. Yeah, I’m not gonna be a hypocrite and say that they don’t look like a perfect wet dream ‘cuz they do! But that’s the problem: the perfection.

It’s too much, too fake, too rehearsed.

They all look the same, give head the same, moan (they actually scream) the same and they all want to get fucked the same way: on all fours! Because they think that to be considered an unforgettable fuck(apparently) you must fuck in the world’s oldest ‘slut’ position: on your hands and knees!

It gets to a point where is predictable and boring as fuck, don’t get me wrong, I love to fuck a woman on all fours, but not all the time! To be honest with you, it turns me on more to see her facial expressions, the way her eyes are semi closed in pure bliss, her mouth hanging open as she softly moans as we fuck than to look at the back of her head.

That’s why Y/N is different, she’s not like a shallow one night stand fuck, when I first saw her I told her that I’d be back the next day to buy more drinks to a party I was hosting, the next day I expected her to be in her best outfit/makeup/hair to ‘impress me’, but when I walked through door she was in an Aerosmith old t-shirt, black leggings, nike tennis and that beehive on top of her head.

She looked at me, softly smiled and say ‘Oh you’re back! Can you please give me 5 minutes to finish this up and I’ll gladly help you get whatever you need’

I was stoked! She didn’t acted different to impress me, she was her own simple yet ‘imperfect’ self and I knew from that moment that I’ll end up falling for this woman, hard!

And here we are, 6 months later, definitely in love with her and nervous like a fucking 13 year old boy who will ask his school crush out, shitting on his pants with the thought of her saying no.

“G-Good evening Y/N, how are you?” *Did I just fucking stutter? Oh send me to hell..*

“I’m good, Mr. Reigns, thank you for asking. You?” She tucks her hair behind her ear

“Good, good..but please, I already asked you to call me Roman”

“I think that would be disrespectful, sir”

“C’mon, you don’t call John who’s 75 sir, why would you call ME sir?”

She chuckled lightly “That’s a very good point Mr. Re- Roman..so what can I do for you today?”

*Give me your number* I thought

“I would like to try something...different” I smirked

“Oh” She blushed “Ok..umm whiskey-wise?”

*No, YOU-wise* my mind screamed

“No, not whiskey, I once heard you say that you know a lot about liqueurs and I never tried those, so I was wondering if you could help me with that?”

“Of course, please follow me”

As I followed her to the liqueur section I had a good view of her body, specifically her ass and fuck me didn’t it look insanely good on those leggings! I was glad I could shamelessly stare at her thick ass without having to look at it discreetly. I can already imagine myself fucking that ass and having those thick thighs on my shoulders as I eat her pussy...fuck, my cock twitched with the thought and I had to adjust myself

“Ok, what type of taste do you prefer? Sweet, spicy, fruity, b-“

“Hello beautiful!” A guy abruptly interrupted her and she looked behind her

“Mark, can’t you see I’m helping a customer?” She barked

“I’m a customer too, beautiful” He smirks

Who the fuck is this clown? And can’t he see we’re in the middle of something here?

“But he got here first! So I’m helping him, then once he’s done, I’ll help you” She turn around to face me again

“I’m sorry Roman, where were we?”

“I don’t think is very professional of you to call him by his name, beautiful” The asshole huffed

I swear I’m gonna punch this fucker’s face!

“I call you by your first name!” She said to him, without even bothering to turn around

“But I’m different, you know that” He got closer to her “I’m here to invite you to go on a date with me”

WHAT??? You have got to be fucking kidding me! This loser? Thinks he stands a change with Y/N? I don’t even know if she wants to out with ME for crying out loud! And I’m pretty, rich, successful and can protect her from everything. I bet with you that this jackass still lives at his mom’s basement!

“Mark, please, I can loose my job if someone sees me stopping helping a client just to chat with you” She pleaded “Can we talk about this later?”

Talk about it later? What the fuck? Is she really considering going on a date with this fool?

“I know beautiful I’m sorry, it’s just that I had to say something you know?” He caresses her shoulder and I’ve never felt the urge to break someone’s fingers slowly and one by one like I do now!

“Mark, please, later” She whispered

“Ok, ok, I’ll be back when your shift is over” He left as she said thank you

“Roman, I am so incredibly sorry for this inconvenience, I-“

“Are you gonna go out with him?” I didn’t even let her finish her apology

“I beg your pardon?” She said confused

“Are you really considering going out with him?”

“I don’t know....I guess so”

“That clown?” I huffed “Are you doing some charity work or something?” I cackled and she seemed offended

“I’m sorry for what I’m about to say Mr. Reigns but, Mark is a nice guy! Of course his approach is sometimes clumsy but he has a good heart! I will not tolerate you mocking him! Everybody deserves a chance for a date. Not all of us are surrounded by perfectly sculpted and beautiful Victoria’s Secret models to take home to our pathetically big mansions” She measured me from head to toe “So yeah, I might go out with him!” She crossed her arms in front of her chest visibly annoyed and we’re back at the Mr. Reigns bullshit!

I was speechless...did she just defended that loser because she liked him? Or was she pity of him? There was something off...the way she almost kicked him out of the store when he interrupted us seemed more at an annoyed tone than an in love one. Also, why did she measured me like that, almost judging me...implying that I was the one who took models home when the only one I wanted to take home was her! I don’t take women home with me, I take them to a hotel room or something but never home! Apart from Y/N of course, I WANT to take her home with me. But I could swear that the scorn tone of her voice had an almost jealous undertone to it, was that possible?

Then something clicked

“Would you like to go out with me then?” The words just slipped through

“What?” She whispered, confused she might have heard it wrong

“I asked if you would like to go out with me then?” More confident this time

She blushed “I’m sorry I-I don’t understand

“You said that everybody deserves a chance to go out on a date, so what about me? Do I get that chance too?” I smiled at her

Her eyes sparkled “I guess I would be a hypocrite if I said no, huh?” She teased with a smile of her own

“Oh big time!” I smirked “But we both know that you’re not a hypocrite, right Y/N?” I closed the distance between us

“No, Roman I’m not” She chuckled softly

“So what do you say about selling me your favorite liqueur and we’ll take it to my pathetically big mansion so you can show me how to properly drink it?” I whispered, lips inches from hers

“Sounds like a plan” She whispered back

“Can we seal it with a kiss then?” I caressed her cheek and she nods in agreement

And man, I couldn’t be more thankful for that jackass given me the perfect opportunity to finally ask this beautiful woman out....

Please let me know your thoughts on this, if you’re comfortable with it. I love hearing your guys feedbacks! It lights up my heart ❤️😘

[jesuisgourde]

gay/queer references in Peter’s journals

Again, I have probably missed stuff due to going through pretty quickly and also due to having stared at this document for so long, everything has kind of blurred together.

Sometime close to the day that Carlos & I watched 'Love And Death on Long Island' (and afterwards paraded through the tea rooms of Picadilly) we both filled in application forms and were tres excited to be invited to the same group 'interview' - twas more like an audition though. I got the part. Carlos never. This did not bring any animosity - we both know that success for either of us is magnified a million times if it is shared by us both.

from 'A Diamond Guitar' by Truman Capote "Except that they did not combine their bodies or think to do so, though such things were not unknown at the (Prison), they were as lovers. Of the seasons, spring is the most shattering: stalks thrusting through the earth's winter-stiffened crust, young leaves cracking out on old left-to-die branches, the falling asleep wind cruising through all the newborn green. And with Mr Schaeffer it was the same, a breaking up, a flexing of muscles that had hardened. It was late January. The friends were sitting on the steps of the sheep house, each with a cigarette in his hand. A moon thin and yellow as a piece of lemon rind curved above them, and under its light, threads of ground frost glistened like silver snail trails. Tico Feo had been drawn into himself - silent as a robber waiting in the shadows."

Then a meet with Bounds Green's African prince outside whitechapel tube, rugged lookies at I in military attire & to a ruptured Albion rooms tidied in hours and now lids drawn heated on the eyes. A young looking fella has a crush on me.

Jackie/Camillia/Marie/Kate/Chris/V. churchill Jackie/Evelina/Jasmine/Sachi/Dalston/Sussie Sandra/Carlene/FP/Jay/Dalston/Kraut

There sat a young black man, perhaps in his early or middle twenties. He looked for all the world like the archetypal rude boy. Clean, cheap reebok, nike, adidas variously rolled, laced & zipped about his lean, spreadeagled body that hung loosely about the waiting room chair. Gold & tattoos adorned his person, and a blank animal look was attached to his clear face. He sat before me in a row of four empty chairs, staring at polished floor or the mundane television. A balding white man minced in & all perceptions were suddenly proven to be false as they embraced and snuggled up to each other, giggling & whispering & touching each others noses.... very much in love, fingers crossed for the blood tests.

[Image: an article from Gay Times of an interview with Peter. For some reason, the portrait included alongside the article is of Carl wearing a grey and black t-shirt.] Name? Peter Doherty Age? 22 Where are you? I'm on the motorway just north of Southampton. What kind of day are you having? (Vaguely) Erm... quite misty. Something's waiting around the corner, but there are no corners on the motorway, so we'll just have to wait and see what lies ahead. Maybe something will happen tonight.... What's this we hear about you once being a rent boy? Well, when times are hard, duty calls. How long ago was it? When I was 19, about three years ago. How do we know this isn't just a Shaun Ryder-type lie? 'Cause if it was, it would make me a complete scumbag and I'm not, and I'm not interested in that kind of pantomime. It wasn't a very happy time. I didn't really enjoy it. Why did you give it up? (grimly) Well, certain people disappeared... and anyway, ultimately I found myself no longer in such a vulnerable position anymore. Dawn broke, and I realised that it was a beautiful world after all. Have you done any other dodgy jobs? All of us in the band have tried to deal, but it's not good if you like the drugs too much. You just end up using them yourself! I once was a gravedigger. I used to do it with my mate in Willesden Green cemetery. We didn't actually do the digging, a machine did that, but we used to have to fill them in. It was pretty grim work. So are you gay then? Love is love, wherever it comes from. I'm not anything, really. I am a very sexual person but... I dunno, I believe in liberty... The Marquis de Sade has a lot to answer for... Do you get a lot of gay fans? Yeah - well, there's one guy in particular. He's very shy and he follows us around. He brings in letters and cards and stuff, but he's very quiet. I think John (the bassist) is the main pulling power in the band. Are you jealous about that? Nah! I've known him too long.

You know I'm alright i dont even care i like it when they stare & stare call me queer, dear oh dear a million things & what I wear He's real hard when he's with his mates but I'll saw him again & he was too late

Dear NME I'd have thought after the Gay Times piece, the interview with Rapture fanzine & our recent gig at the Slum Club everything would be clear. No it still remains to give a big hearty fuck off to all these twisted suburban types calling me a liar. Vulnerable young men & women all over the world find themselves victims of circumstance.

she was dressed in suit & tie & lightly etched-on moustache. 'I've always wanted to kiss a bird in the back of a taxi.' she says, running her hand up the fishnet ladders of my thigh. Stepping onto the front line in Bow puddles, elevators, buzzing doors,

[Image: the original page in the book has been preserved. Two paragraphs have been boxed off with biro. They read:] “...cast Richard Burton and Rex Harrison as bickering queer barbers and then much more uncompromisingly in William Friedkin's adaptation of The Boys in the Band (1970), which introduced some of the plainer four letter words in the English language to the screen for the first time. 'Who,' asks Cliff Gorman, in his brilliant portrayal of the most effeminate of the homosexual group as they gather for a soul-searching party, 'Who do you have to fuck to get a drink around here?' Other homosexual manifestations to occur in movies around this time included an elliptical but unmistakeable male fellatio scene in John Schlesinger's Midnight Cowboy (1969) when Jon Voight, as a broke and disillusioned Texas stud importunes in a New York cinema....”

[Image, top left: a blurry photo of John onstage, playing bass. Image, top right, sideways: a photo of the band onstage. Carl and John are on the left, sharing a mic. Peter is on the right, playing guitar and singing into his own mic. Image, centre left: a torn photo of Peter sitting in a chair, shirtless, playing guitar. Only his bottom half from the chest down is visible. Image, centre left: a torn photo of Peter sitting in a chair, shirtless, playing guitar. Only his top half from shoulders up is visible. Image, bottom left: a torn fragment of a photo. What looks like a denim-clad knee and a yellow carrier bag are visible. Image, bottom middle: a photo of someone's knee in torn jeans, taken from under a table. Image, bottom right: a torn photo of Carl in a black sleeveless shirt, posing with his fingers in his mouth.] [A paragraph from the original page of the book has been left exposed and boxed off with black biro. It reads:] “The Boys in the Band was displaced by an immeasurably more powerful portrayal of homosexual groups, Fortune and Men's Eyes (1971). Set in a Quebec prison, this disturbing, factually based drama vividly recounted the corrupted of a heterosexual convict trapped in a tough, potentially vicious homosexual society. In one horrifying scene, a weak, put-upon prisoner is gang-banged by his fellow inmates; in another, the 'hero' is blackmailed by his cellmate into accepting him as his lover for the duration...”

Like a cat on a hot tin roof Like a macho man in a roomful of poofs I have tried in my way to be free.

[Written in Peter's handwriting] Jerome... is that how it's spelt? [Written in someone else's handwriting] Yes it is [Written in Peter's handwriting] Can I read you something? [Written in someone else's handwriting] Yes please.....

I insist, new book of Albion, befuddled by drugs I may yes about 2 but I do not miss out entirely on the subtleties of the inhuman relation ships that are this the mainstay of my stay here in one bounce of a loaf. Boys are fooled into fooling with boys. [...]

More general references/some extra explanations:

“The boy looked at Johnny” is a line from Patti Smith's song “Horses,” part one of a three-part song called “Land.” In the song, a young man named Johnny is assaulted by another man in a locker room; he then mentally journeys to other fantastical lands and visions. A lot of people interpret it as being about gay sex, although some people interpret it as being about a stabbing.

Peter quotes and references Jean Genet's writing and works about Jean Genet many times. While Genet's works are nearly all about crime and prison (one of Peter's main interests and points of fascination), all of his works are very explicitly gay. The Thief's Journal is more about Genet's various lovers than it is about his criminal history. Our Lady Of The Flowers is about a drag queen and her criminal lovers, and is also extremely erotic.

(“Jerome” is Jerome Alexandre, vocalist of The Deadcuts, who was friends with Peter and Mark Keds.)

[purplesurveys]

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Have you ever given your number to a stranger because they were cute? I’ve never even given my number in that way to begin with.

Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?  No, don’t really need for them to be the opposite sex for me to do this lol.

What was the highlight of your week?  Going to the office last Friday and having dinner with my co-workers when the day ended. Life is finally beginning to feel ‘normal’ again - at least the new normal I’ve been looking forward to - so it always feels nice when I get to have a legit day out with people.

What is the first thing that comes to mind when you think about the future?  Who I’m going to spend it with, if anyone; and the possibility of being alone as I get old.

What's your favorite band that starts with a "T?"  I don’t think I have any. I mean there’s Tomorrow x Together and I do like one or two of their songs; but I wouldn’t go so far as to say they’re my favorite.

Who do you go to the most for advice? Or who do you give advice to the most?  Angela. Or Kata for work stuff.

Would you go to a monster truck show or a rodeo show?  Both of these don’t sound the least bit appealing to me.

What are you most uncomfortable with talking about around your peers?  My breakup, I guess? I just hate bringing the memories back up when I’ve already done an ok job of burying those. I don’t like talking about the way it went down and how I was during those first few months, not even with Angela.

Have you ever been to a meadow?  No.

Have you ever had to have surgery?  I have not. I’d be terrified; sharp things just freak me out.

What are a favorite pair of shoes that you own?  My off-white adidas sneakers. It was my first big purchase ever and they happen to be Ivy Park, soooooo super personal to me hahaha.

Have you ever went through someone's stuff and found something bizarre?  More like stuff I shouldn’t have seen, lol. My dad once made me fix his closet when I was like 12, and I saw some DVDs buried deep in there.

Have you ever known someone who thought the world revolved around them?  I think we all have encountered at least one person who acts like this.

Have you ever driven a tractor or operated a lawn mower?  Nopes.

What is your favorite flavor of Cheese-its?  We don’t have those here so I’ve never tried.

What were you really fascinated with as a child?  Any toy that had lots of buttons or features that I could fuck around with. I always liked to test the limits of whatever it is I’d play with, so it explains why I gravitated towards stuff like toy phones or cash registers. I was this way with video games too – I explored way too much on Grand Theft Auto (don’t even ask me why I was allowed to play the game at 5 years old, lol) that I eventually found this Easter egg:

Would you visit Yellowstone Park? Sure, I’d love to. It’s not a big priority of mine, but I also have no reason to deny a trip there.

What do you watch on television the most?  I never watch traditional TV anymore. If you ever spot me in front of the living room TV, I am almost always watching YouTube on it.

Who is the worst person in your life?  Probably relatives who are still up Marcos’ ass and refuse to believe that he isn’t worth shit.

What is something you would never get rid of?  Gifts. Other than my ex’s, I never throw out gifts. What are your favorite colors?  Olive green, black, white, purple.

Do you use listerine?  Nope.

What is your favorite cartoon?  From childhood? Spongebob will have to take the cake. I was obsessed with the show; I’m pretty sure a chunk of my giveaways at my 7th birthday party had to do with Spongebob lol.

Do you wear your significant other’s clothes?  I don’t have one.

Green or blue eyes?  Green. Who are your favorite bands?  Paramore.

When did you last go out of state?  States aren’t relevant here, but I do go to Zambales last month for a short trip.

Do you have a wild side?  Yeah, when I drink. My co-workers have dubbed me ‘Bad Robyn’ when we have a scheduled night out for drinks lmao.

What is your favorite thing about going to your grandma’s house?  THE FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. Especially the seafood. But yeah just the food in general since they’re both terrific cooks. I still wonder why that skill got lost along the way to me hahaha.

Do you like NASCAR?  No.

When is the last time you wore a dress?  Ooh good question; I’ve graduated from little black dresses at this point. I think I last wore a dress last October.

Who is the hottest person alive?  Kim Taehyung.

Last person you yelled at?  Uh idk maybe BTS when I was watching their online concert a few Sundays ago? HAHA I don’t really yell at anyone. Have you had a good cry lately?  Yes, I had a stressful day at work and completely broke down last Thursday. Had to take a 30-minute break just to cry and let all the emotions out.

Is there anything else that happens on your birthday?  It’s also the Queen’s birthday, if anything.

Who is in your display pic?  Just me at a museum with half my face covered.

Who did you last have an alcoholic drink with?  I had this espresso martini with Con, Bea, and Kata last Friday. It was okay but the vodka felt super strong, so I didn’t feel like finishing it.

Do you know anyone named Caleb?  One of Chelsea’s brothers is named Caleb. Wow, I miss Chelsea.

Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?  Client.

What is a field of study that is of your interest?  Political science, history, biology, and anthropology.

Have you ever lost a pet in a tragic way? How did you cope?  No. All of them have died naturally so far. 

Who do you spend most of your time with?  Family, since I’m usually at home anyway. I see Angela and Hans often, too.

Do you have a favorite classical composer?  Not really.

Where is the farthest you have traveled?  Japan.

What type of art would you hang up in your room?  I’m not really the type to hang up art, but if I could choose then I would go with impressionist-style paintings.

What is your current desktop picture?  BTS. Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you?  No. I don’t think I could even be with someone with religious beliefs to begin with; the clashing would just be too much in the long run, I think.

Ever gotten stuff in your eye that was very harmful for your eyes?  I don’t think so.

What do you usually order when you go to Wendy's?  Baconator and fries. I never really get Wendy’s though; too expensive for fast food.

Ever seen a zebra?  I may have before; my memory’s just not super great at the moment.

Have you ever seen a live turkey?  Nope.

[vincentmacmillan]

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Monica Puig (PUR) vs Angelique Kerber (GER) - Women's Tennis Singles Final | Rio 2016 Replay

Court Dimensions:

The court depicted in the video is 23.77m long and 8.23m wide. A net that is suspended by a cord is attached to two net posts that divide the court into two equal sections. The net is 1.07m tall and it stretches in between the two net posts. The net is 0.914m tall in the center and is held down by a white strap. At the top of the net, there is a white band that conceals the cord. The court is consists of lines at the end of the court known as baselines and lines on the side of the court known as sidelines. The baseline can be as wide as 10cm. The service lines are two parallel lines that are in between the single sidelines and measure 6.40m from each side of the net. On each side of the net is an area between the service line and the net, these two equal parts are divided and are known as the service courts. The center service line divides the service courts and is drawn parallel with the singles sidelines and halfway between them. In addition, the center service line is 5cm wide. All court measurements are taken to the outside of the lines and are all white, which contrasts with the surface color.

Equipment:

Monica Puig from Puerto Rico - She had a white tennis grip tape on the racket handle and a racket colored in yellow and black, along with a design on the net of the racket. She also wore a red bandana with a design on it. A short red dress with some parts of it white, with blue stripes, and a symbol. Underneath her dress is white-colored undershorts. She also wore a white sweatband around one of her arms. Lastly, she had white shoes on with black designs and a pair of white socks. 

Angelique Kerber from Germany - She also had a white tennis grip tape on the racket handle and a racket colored in red, white, and black, with a design on the net of the racket. She also wore a white tennis hat with an Adidas logo on it. A white tank top with a red design, an imprinted Adidas logo, and a symbol. A white skirt with an Adidas logo and red shorts at the bottom. Lastly, she had red shoes with a white design along with white socks that have a design. Unlike Monica Puig, I noticed that she didn't wear any sweatbands. Sweatbands are essential because they can wipe away sweat, thus resulting in fewer distractions.

General Equipment:

Tennis Balls - Aside from the racket, the most important piece of equipment used to begin a match is the tennis ball, which can be made of rubber and nylon. The tennis balls in the video are neon yellow with black text.

Tennis Court - A match cannot be played if there is no tennis court. These can be found in parks, clubs, and recreational facilities. Professional courts, on the other hand, will vary depending on the location of the matches. In the video, you can see that the court is green with white lines marking the different spots, it has a net that divides the court into two separate sides, it has benches for the crowd to watch the game, it has a scoreboard that is used to keep track of the scores, and it has an umpire tower that is located at the side of the court and is used for high-level matches like the one shown in the video, this is also where the umpire sits and make calls. 

Tennis Net - The tennis net is the most important piece of tennis court equipment. In the video, the net is black with a white design on it. It measures 1.07m tall and extends between the two net posts. It is also 0.914m tall in the center and is held down by a white strap. 

Basic Skills:

Smashes - It requires you to hit the ball into the court of the opponent at high speeds. They are also very effective because your opponent may not be able to reach the ball in time. I noticed that they both had very powerful smashes that helped them both accumulate more points; however, Monica Puig timed a few of her smashes correctly, so Angelique Kerber was unable to return the ball over the net in time.

Serving - It is essential if you want to take control of any game or match you participate in. Serving the ball takes only a few seconds, but numerous small movements within the act contribute to a successful experience with honing this skill. I noticed that Monica Puig had very good serves in which she scored points, but Angelique Kerber still needed to work on her serves.

Forehand and backhand strokes - There are several strokes in tennis, but the forehand and backhand strokes are the most commonly used. I noticed that Monica Puig and Angelique Kerber both had excellent forehand and backhand strokes. Monica Puig's forehand strokes, on the other hand, were slightly overpowered, causing Angelique Kerber to lose points. On the other hand, I noticed that they both had powerful and successful backhand strokes that helped them gain points.

Technical and Tactical Skills:

Since tennis players are required to walk and run throughout the match, proper footwork is highly essential. I noticed that they executed proper footwork since their movements were so graceful and quick in a short amount of time and over a short distance. They had really good stances, which they used to their advantage as they positioned and moved around the court to execute successful shots. I also noticed that they both performed very well in their offense and defense technique, however, I noticed that Monica Puig had stronger offense techniques which allowed her to win the game. 

Rules of the Game:

The game begins with a coin toss to determine who will serve first and which side they will serve from.

After that, the server must serve each point from opposite sides of the baseline. Before hitting their serve, the server's feet must never move in front of the baseline on the court.

If the server does not get their first serve in, they may use a second serve. If they fail to get their second serve in, a double fault will be called and the point will be forfeited.

If the server clips the net but the ball still enters the service area, a let is called and they are allowed to take the serve again without penalty. If the ball hits the net and does not land in the service area, an out is called and the serve is forfeited.

After receiving the serve, the receiver is free to stand wherever they want. The server will receive the point if the ball is struck without the serve bouncing.

Once a serve is made, the number of shots between the players is limitless. The point is earned by striking the ball so hard that the opponent is unable to return it in the scoring areas.

Points are awarded in scores of 15, 30, and 40. 15 equals one point, 30 equals two points, and 40 equals three points. A game must be won with four points. When a game ends on a score of 40-40, it is referred to as a deuce. From deuce, a player must win two consecutive points to win the game. The player is ahead after winning one point from deuce. If the player wins the next point, the game is over; if they lose, the game goes back to deuce.

To win the set, a player must win 6 games by 2 or more. If the opening sets end in a tie, the game will be decided by a tie break in which players play first to 7 points. There will be no tie break in the final set, and players are required to win by two games with no limits.

If a player touches the net, distracts, or obstructs his opponent in any way, he forfeits the point.

The ball may strike any part of the line for a point to be called in; however, if the ball strikes outside the line, the ball is out.

Every 6 games, the balls in a tennis match are replaced with new balls.

A player loses a point if they do not return the ball in the correct areas of the court, if the ball hits the net and does not go into the opponent's area, or fails to return the ball before it bounces twice in their half.

How to Officiate the Sport:

There are two officials in tennis namely the chair umpire and line umpires. In competitive matches, a chair umpire is appointed to ensure that the rules of a tennis match are implemented and are followed correctly. They are the ones who sit in an elevated chair by the net, such as the one shown in the video. The chair umpire always has the final say on all issues that arise during play, they also make an overrule decision if they believe that a mistake has been made. Line umpires, on the other hand, work as part of a team of one to nine-line umpires on the court. They call shots relating to their assigned line. In addition, throughout professional tennis games, line umpires are required to be present.

Link of the Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-iONJOk4NM

[rouge-the-bat]

OOPS I HAD STARTED THIS THEN SAVED AS A DRAFT TO FINISH LATER BUT THEN FORGOT SO ITS. BEEN A BIT SINCE I WAS ACTUALLY TAGGED FOR THIS LMAO

ANYWAYS i was tagged by @skayforrest :'33

Rules: Please make your own text post when answering these to avoid long posts. Highlight/bold what applies to you!

for me to make it easier for me to read im going for:

bold: definitely me :3

italics: kinda me!

strikethrough: not me at All

(subscript parenthesis): my comments! (bc im very rambly lol)

also changing // between different phrases to ♡♡ to make it easier for me to distinguish between phrases too owo

♡  Appearance ♡

I am over 5’5 ♡♡ I wear glasses/contacts ♡♡ I have blonde hair ♡♡ I prefer loose clothing over tight clothing ♡♡ I have one or more piercings (my ears!) ♡♡ I have at least one tattoo (i want to get one of a drawing ive made soon tho!) ♡♡ I have blue eyes ♡♡ I have dyed or highlighted my hair (its p much back to normal now tho- and i want to dye it pink someday) ♡♡ I have gotten plastic surgery ♡♡ I have or had braces ♡♡ I sunburn easily ♡♡ I have freckles ♡♡ I paint my nails (not super often but i have fun doing it occasionally owo!) ♡♡ I typically wear makeup (i rarely do and usually its just lispstick, with maybe eyshadow and/or eyeliner) ♡♡ I don’t often smile (i can be really smiley sometimes but i dont interact with others much (esp irl) so i tend to not emote a whole lot) ♡♡ I am pleased with how I look (im cute round n chubby!!) ♡♡ I prefer nike to adidas (i literally dont care) ♡♡ I wear baseball caps backwards

♡ Hobbies & Interests ♡

I play a sport (i play... wii sports and real life bowling sometimes at most :'3) ♡♡ I can play an instrument (its been a really long time but i learned clarinet from school band) ♡♡ I am artistic ♡♡ I know more than one language (id like to learn some tho, like japanese, french, and/or korean maybe?) ♡♡ I have won a trophy in some sort of competition (never a Literal trophy :O) ♡♡ I can cook or bake without a recipe ♡♡ I know how to swim ♡♡ I enjoy writing (i like to but school has made me anxious anytime i try now ;w;) ♡♡ I can do origami ♡♡ I prefer movies to tv shows ♡♡ I can execute a perfect somersault ♡♡ I enjoy singing (exclusively for singing along, i dont really ever sing on my own lol) ♡♡ I could survive in the wild on my own ♡♡ I have read a new book series this year ♡♡ I enjoy spending time with my friends (who wouldnt!! esp with my friends, theyre amazing :'3) ♡♡ I travel during school or work breaks (id like to travel more..) ♡♡ I can do a handstand

♡ Relationships ♡

I am in a relationship (my girlfriend is so wonderful 🥰) ♡♡ I have been single for over a year (been dating my gf for almost 2 full years now!) ♡♡ I have a crush (fictional crushes count right? bc i have a million of those lol) ♡♡ I have a best friend I have known for ten years ♡♡ My parents are together ♡♡ I have hooked up with my best friend (thats meaning sexual right? bc im sex repulsed and so is my gf whos my best friend so, absolutely not lol) ♡♡ I am adopted ♡♡ My crush has confessed to me (im p much always the first to confess lol) ♡♡ I have had a long-distance relationship (hopefully someday tho it wont be long distance :'3) ♡♡ I am an only child (dear god no i have. 1 full brother, 3 half brothers, 1 half sister, and 2 or 3 step brothers gjkxjfk) ♡♡ I give advice to my friends (im not the best with advice but i try when i can!!) ♡♡ I have made an online friend (all of my current friends are online!) ♡♡ I met up with someone I have met online (GOD I WISH)

♡ Aesthetics ♡

I have heard the ocean in a conch shell ♡♡ I have watched the sunrise (many times, after being awake all night bc im p mych nocturnal lol) ♡♡ I enjoy rainy days (god i love rain so much) ♡♡ I have slept under the stars (iirc im p sure ive slept in a tent for going camping before ??? but my memory sucks so im not sure if that happened or i just always wanted to gjkdjg) ♡♡ I meditate outside (maybe i should try that sometime..) ♡♡ The sound of chirping calms me ♡♡ I enjoy the smell of the beach (ive been to a beach just a couple times.. i dont remember what it smelled like) ♡♡ I know what snow tastes like (i eat snow EVERY time it snows here, esp to make snow cream) ♡♡ I listen to music to fall asleep (on occasion! always instrumental stuff, sometimes meant for relaxing or sometimes just a comfort song from a game i love) ♡♡ I enjoy thunderstorms ♡♡ I enjoy cloud watching ♡♡ I have attended a bonfire ♡♡ I pay close attention to colors (ofc ! i love colors and graphic design is my passion- but like Actually, im not quoting the meme lol) ♡♡ I find mystery in the ocean ♡♡ I enjoy hiking on nature paths (would REALLY need to be in the mood for it) ♡♡ Autumn is my favourite season (close ! i love the chilly air and aesthetic of autumn as well, but winter is my ultimate comfort season <3)

♡ Miscellaneous ♡

I can fall asleep in moving vehicles ♡♡ I am the mom friend (mom friend mode can activate on Occasion, but usually im silly bastard friend) ♡♡ I am involved in extracurricular activities (im not in school) ♡♡ I enjoy mexican food ♡♡ I can drive a stick-shift (i still havent learned how to drive yet owo;;) ♡♡ I believe in true love (probably not in a typical sense?) ♡♡ I make up scenarios to fall asleep (oh no, i make up scenarios constantly in my head throughout the day, i get way too invested in them so they usually keep me up if i think about them when trying to sleep) ♡♡ I sing in the shower ♡♡ I wish I lived in a superhero movie (i def wanna live in some fictional worlds, but superhero movies arent things im usually into) ♡♡ I have a canopy above my bed ♡♡ I am multiracial (im not super familiar with my ancestry rn, so idk. would like to know sometime tho) ♡♡ I am a redhead ♡♡ I own at least 3 dogs/cats (rn i have 2 dogs and 3 cats!)

and uhhh ill tag @spiiderbiites @miphelda @kipokin @queerplyke @ameila if yall wanna do it :3? (if yalld like i can go thru n supply a version of this without all of my font edits and comments!) AH WHOOPS I GOT A URL MESSED UP BUT XENOLEAF U CAN DO TOO IF U WANT

[lovemesomesurveys]

Do you sleep under your sheets or do they make you cold? Uh, sleeping under the blankets makes me warm, not cold. 

Eyeliner. Yes or no? Yes. When I wore makeup eyeliner was a must.

Who’s the first person you talk to via text in the morning? No one. I don’t text with anyone regularly.

Was that person your significant other? --

Does it take a lot for you to cry, or does it happen easily? It doesn’t take much anymore.

What was the last reason you cried? Stressed and frustrated.

Do you have someone who you can tell anything? yeah if i wanted to. i generally don't though. <<< Yeah, that’s pretty much how I am. I just tend to keep a lot to myself. Or vent about it to the void in a survey or on Twitter.

Do you have a boyfriend? Nope.

If so, is he your best friend? ---

What’s the one thing you regret more than anything? My regrets about not taking better care of myself and neglecting things I shouldn’t have.

Do you remember important dates? Yeah, I’m usually pretty good about that.

Do you like vanilla? Yes.

What about arrogance? I hate arrogance and cockiness.

Do you tan easily? I only spend enough time outside for one when I go to the beach, but yeah I always end getting one after.

Do you think light blue and light orange go together? Sure.

Do you have two of the same pair of pants? I have a ton of the same exact pairs of black and gray leggings. Jeans, too.

Do you know anyone with Type 1 Diabetes? Not that I know of.

Are you familiar with John Mayer? Yeah. I’ve known of him since “No Such Thing” came out in 2002. I like a lot of his songs.

Has someone ever pressured you to do something you didn’t want to? Yes.

Who gives the best advice? My mom.

Do you have a lot of pictures of you and your friends? Yeah. Former friends now, but yeah.

Once upon a time there was this perfect guy. Who is he? For me, Ty came pretty damn close. :/

Who do you usually see in your dreams? Family members, some former friends, and random people. Some of the random people are people I knew in my past, but wasn’t really friends with or anything, yet they pop up in my dreams for some reason. It’s so weird. 

When you go to the supermarket, what is the first section you go to? Depends on the store. We do most of grocery shopping at Walmart, though, and we always hit up the side with the medicine, soap, shampoo, etc. 

What did you have for dinner last night? Loaded potato wedges and egg rolls from Jack in the Box.

Do you own anything with the Playboy Bunny on it? No.

Where was the last beach you went to? It’s a couple hours away from me.

What has been your favorite concert you’ve attended? Jonas Brothers and Green Day. But concerts are just fun, I’ve really enjoyed all the concerts I’ve been to. 

Have you ever been rock climbing? No.

Are you a fan of seals? Sure. They’re cute.

Do you like ice cream? I like it, but I’ve never been a big ice cream person. It’s been a few years since I’ve had any, actually.

Do you own a bean bag chair? Nope.

Who would you choose to be stuck in an elevator with for nine hours? I’d really like to not be stuck in an elevator at all, please. That would make me extremely anxious and I’m claustrophobic.

What is your biggest fear? Losing my loved ones.

Have you ever played Gamecube? Yeah.

Are you allergic to anything? What? Tangerines.

Where is your phone? It’s on my bed.

What is two feet from your right arm? Some pillows.

Do you have a favorite pet? I only have one doggo and I love her very much. <3

Where were you at 10:12 this morning? I’ll be here.

Who was your first celebrity crush? Aaron Carter.

If God was standing by your window while you were asleep would you wake up? I think so. I think His presence would be very strong and would wake me up.

When someone drops something do you immediately go and pick it up for them? If I’m near where it fell.

Do you like the sound of velcro? Not particularly. 

Could you call your best friend right now and tell them your biggest secret, and trust them to keep it? I wouldn’t have to call her cause we’re in the same house, but yeah.

Have you ever played with toy cars before? Yeah, I liked playing with cars as a kid.

What kind of iPod do you have? I have an iPod Touch still, but I haven’t used it since like 2012.

What was the last sporting event you attended? I’ve been to a hockey game before and a couple school football games. I went to tag along with friends, I didn’t care at all about the sport, ha.

Do you own any vinyl records? No.

Are you the one in a group to talk a lot or do you listen? I’m a listener for sure.

Have you ever played Wii Fit? No. I played Wii Sports, though. Like the bowling one.

What was the last album you listened to? I don’t remember.

What is your shoe size? I wear a 6 in women’s (US). My Adidas are actually a 3 1/2 or 4 in kid’s, though.

If you were given a baby boy and 15 seconds to name him what would you choose? Alexander.

Do you have a favorite color? Pastels, rose gold, sea foam green, coral, and yellow.

Have you ever touched a caterpillar? Ahh, noooo.

Can you give a fact about Chuck Norris? He does a lot of informercials. ha.

Is there a YouTube channel whose videos you always watch? There’s several.

In your opinion, who has the best voice of the bands you listen to? Chester Bennington. RIP. 

What is your favorite coin? I don’t have one.

Have you ever set a table? Yes.

Have you ever witnessed something burn down? No.

Do you like coffee? If so, how do you take it? I love coffee. I like it with a flavored creamer or with cream and sugar. Or flavored lattes, mochas, and macchiatos. 

Have you ever won a game of chess? No. I never got the hang of the chess and didn’t have enough interest in it to really try.

Do you enjoy staying at hotels? I do. I think it’s fun.

Have you ever picked strawberries or apples? Nope.

Have you ever met someone famous? Who? Do tell! I’ve met Jamie Lee Curtis and Drake Bell.

Who is one singer or band you would kill to see live? I’m sad I never got to see Linkin Park while Chester was still alive.

How often do you bike ride? Never.

What is your best physical feature? Nothing.

Are you any good at Ping-Pong? I haven’t really played ping pong.

[kiraziwrites]

tagged by @brynnmck

APPEARANCE

i am over 5’5 // i wear glasses/contacts// i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing over tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear makeup (does tinted chapstick count???) // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball caps backwards

HOBBIES AND INTERESTS

i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim  // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with my friends // i travel during school or work breaks (when I can) // i can do a handstand

RELATIONSHIPS

i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year (single but not celibate; it’s complicated) // i have a crush and her name is Gwen // i have a best friend i have known for ten years // my parents are together // i have hooked up with my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me (not my current one tho) // i have had a long-distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online 

AESTHETICS

i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sunrise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean (when did this meme turn into a Dar Williams song?) // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season 

MISCELLANEOUS

i can fall asleep in moving vehicles // i am the mom friend (only in the “will always feed you and always has band-aids, tampons, and ibuprofen on hand” sense) // i live by a certain quote(s) // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities // i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least 3 dogs

[fysebastian]

chicago’s very own sebastian “james” altera has been spotted on madison avenue driving a 1965 ford mustang , welcome ! your resemblance to timothée chalamet is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-fourth birthday bash  . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re insecure , but being affable might help you . i think being a pisces explains that .  3 things that would paint  a  better picture of you would be an unmade mess of bedsheets, a cloud of cigarette smoke against the night sky, an oversized borrowed hoodie . ( i slept with the director to get my first big role  ) & ( cismale & he/him )

to everyone i haven’t met yet HELLO i’m bee and this is my trash baby sebastian <3 if you don’t read this whole thing then i don’t blame you and if you do then slide into the dms for some lovin because you’re da best. please be aware that this could be triggering to some and so if you’re sensitive to<b> abuse & suicide keep that in mind! that being said, pls don’t hesitate to send me an im if you’d like to plot~

basics

full name: sébastien émile altera, known as “sebastian james” nicknames: seb, bash birth date: february 28, 1995 occupation: actor sexuality: homosexual relationship status: married to jesse “lennon james” altera birth place: chicago, illinois nationality: french american height: 5′7″ weight: 142 lbs social media handle: @bashmoney  afflictions: major depressive disorder smokes/drinks/drugs: yes/yes/yes

full story

sebastian was born to a newly wed couple as their second child and only son, completing their happy little family as a healthy and lively baby who always seemed to have a smile on his face.

his childhood was modest, but they lived comfortably. his father was a french immigrant and the breadwinner of the family whereas his mother was of american descent and a stay at home mom. he was raised catholic and attended church every sunday and said his prayers before their evening meal.

from a young age he remembers being glued to the television, to the point where his family would have to turn it off just to make him go outside. he’d memorize the lines from all his favourite movies and recite them to whomever would listen. it became very clear that he had an attraction to theatrics.

his dad never really humoured the thought of acting but his mom was a little more supportive of the idea and took him to his first audition when he was six years old. from then on he just kept auditioning and he had a handful of various roles from the ages of six to seventeen under his anglicised name (which is what he goes by).

sebastian was a good kid, but like most children he did rebel. he was twelve when he discovered alcohol and not much older when he discovered his attraction to boys, and both became a secret he’d try to keep from his family. most weekends he’d sneak out to some party or to hang out with his friends and although he struggled with his sexuality for a long time deep down he always knew

so long as he kept up with his studies and continued to attend church every sunday, his parents were fairly willing to turn a blind eye to his misdemeanors. his relationship became more and more strained the older he got, however. it became more obvious that he was resisting their upbringing and he seemed to stray further from god’s teachings every day. his family was not as happy as it appeared to be, and his father was often drunk and verbally abusive to his mother. as he became older he’d throw snide comments his way as well. he almost never attended his school plays even when he’d get the lead role in every one

sebastian graduated high school and left home as soon as he could, ending up moving to new york city with some friends and at eighteen he landed the role that would accumulate him mass amounts of fame, little did he know at the time. it was a lead role in a musical (spoiler but it’s hsm) and his rise to the top of the film industry was sudden and he was easily swept up by fame and fortune

sebastian, who had always trusted the wrong kind of people, found himself going out every night and waking up in places he didn’t recognize with people he didn’t know. he slept with whoever would pay him attention and swallowed whatever pill was put into his mouth. he dated all the worst kinds of guys, guys who would cheat on him and most notably a guy who was physically and verbally abusive on and off for years

his confidence was essentially destroyed during his period of time, believing that he couldn’t do any better for himself because he wasn’t worth anything and allowing himself to be manipulated by people who told him this. he was a shell of who he used to be

sebastian’s downhill spiral ended in disaster when he attempted suicide in a last effort to make it all end. luckily he was not successful and woke up in the hospital, from where he went directly to therapy. eventually things began to get a bit better

it was from here that he started over, getting back into acting and reconnecting with his old friends. there are times where the flashbacks and the nightmares and the negative thoughts feel like they’re suffocating him, but he’s doing a thousand times better than he was. he’s working on more healthy relationships and surrounding himself with positive people, but it’s hard because that’s not what he’s used to.

his parents have since divorced and he talks to his mom occasionally but hasn’t heard from his dad in years. he’s been making a new name for himself as of late in roles that involve drugs, mental health and most recently homosexuality (cmbyn anyone?)-- basically everything he was too afraid to even try when under the influence of his parents. he still parties, probably a little too much and a little too hard, but he’s a work in progress

personality/facts

sebastian is the kind of person who needs to be with people at all times. if he’s alone that’s when he really starts getting in his head. he’ll probably show up at your place unannounced if he feels comfortable with you and if he does it probably means that he needs to get away from himself for a bit.

he’s a very touchy person so he’s always cuddling up to his friends and likes to hug and express his affection in a very physical way.

he’s generally pretty nice to everyone and gets along with most people. it’s not hard for him to make friends but he’s somehow always questioning if people really like him or if they just put up with him. he’s very insecure about this deep down.

he wears his heart on his sleeve and is a very emotional person. he cries when he’s happy and he cries when he’s sad. he’s sensitive and just wants to be loved :(

very trusting of people and will likely forgive you again and again even if you don’t deserve to be forgiven

doesn’t seem to know he’s famous and is extremely humble.

he loves to dance even though he’s not the best at it and he loves to sing as well. he also plays the piano!

he lives in oversized hoodies and jeans and sometimes baseball caps. he’s also a big fan of knitted sweaters with quirky designs on them. definitely rocks the same pair of adidas sneakers until they’re no longer wearable. also band tees

he has a thing for old cars and vintage clothes. definitely has a giant record collection and is a big fan of rock music as well as rap

has a few tattoos but they’re all hidden

he’s bilingual and has been in a couple of french movies, which never really made it big in america

he’s a chain smoker; he smokes when he’s stressed, when he’s drunk, when he’s bored, etc. so he’s kind of always smoking

not a big social media user because he sometimes takes the negative comments to heart

[krismusings]

Sushi. | Ro & Aaron

Discord thread featuring: Roman, and @aaronhart93

Where: Aaron’s house.

When: May 18th

Description: Roman brings  Aaron dinner, and share one last time together.

Trigger Warnings: stepping on glass? daddy shit? the usual idk lmao

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman stared at his phone for awhile after Aaron said he wasn’t sure if Ro understood how he felt. It was true that he had no idea what was going on with him besides the mess with Landon, but they had a lot to talk about regardless. Up until this point, their relationship had been mostly about sex, and money, both going hand in hand. But, Ro realized how little they actually knew about eachother. He finished up what he was doing at the theater, and then checked what he was wearing. An old ratty Rolling Stones T-shirt, jeans with the knees cut out, and red converse. This was far from a look he ever rocked around Aaron, but he hadn’t planned on meeting up with him today when he got dressed this morning. To just shook a hand through his hair, and then called ahead for their food so that it was ready when he was finally able to pick it up. Roman was getting nervous for some reason as he made his way up to the front door, mostly because he wasn’t sure what was going to happen, or be said this evening.

AARON 

Aaron looked at himself in the mirror after he splashed water on his face. His eyes were still a little swollen - they had been like that all day. He blinked a couple times in the mirror before splashing water on his face again. He walked from his master bathroom to his nightstand to find his reading glasses and put them on. Maybe this would distract Roman from the fact he had been crying all day. He had been with his mom and grandma for most of the day, visiting his dads grave in Long Island and taking about him. He always tried to stay strong for his mom, but this year seemed extra hard considering the events from last night and Aaron’s fight with Landon. He was both relieved and nervous when Roman texted him; he feared he was about to break things off with him but he also hoped that Roman would provide him with a bit of a distraction which was really what he needed right now. He had been drinking all day, slowly taking sips of alcohol when his mom wasn’t looking. He was thankful his driver was so available so that Aaron didn’t have to drive himself back to the city. He wasn’t hammered, but he was just keeping himself numb enough to get through the day. He stopped drinking though, when Roman told him he wanted to come over. Aaron had barely eaten all day - it just kind of slipped his mind so he was grateful to Roman for suggesting dinner. He was still in his suit from the day, but needed to get into something more comfortable. His choose a paid of gray Adidas joggers and a black t shirt - he didn’t think Roman had seen him like this before. Aaron buzzed Roman up to his penthouse when he heard him at the door. “Hey.” he hummed, as Roman entered his home. “I’m starving. Thanks for picking up. But are you sure you don’t want me to pay for this?”

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman instantly felt himself relax when he saw Aaron on the other side of that door. He was always attractive, but dressed down like this, he was really something special. He was cute glasses, too. “Hey!” Roman stepped inside with takeout in hand, shaking his head in response to the other’s question. “No, don’t worry about it. You always pay for everythin’.” Well yeah Ro, that was kind of the point. He sat down their dinner on a side table by the door long enough to get his shoes off, and then realized he would need to actually talk now. “You look cute. Love the glasses.” Roman smirked, and gestured at his own eyes while reaching for their sushi to take into the kitchen.

AARON

Aaron smiled when Roman walked into his home. He attached his head a little and looked down at his feet because truthfully he felt a little weird about Ro paying for their dinner. He smiled though when Roman complimented how he looked. It was so odd - they were so different and clearly one could tell by just looking at the stark differences in their appearances but they balanced each other out so well. Aaron sat down at the barstool on the island. He had destroyed his kitchen chairs last night so sitting at the kitchen table wasn’t an option. “You look cute too.” He loved that him and Roman could dress so casually around each other. He grabbed their dinners out of the takeout bag and opened a pair of chopsticks for himself, setting the other pair down for Roman. “I haven’t eaten all day.” He said, trying to stay off the topic that he knew they would eventually have to talk about.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Did Roman happen to notice that the only place to sit now in Aaron’s kitchen was the island? Yeah, but he wasn’t putting much thought into it. For all he knew, the other could have decided he hated those chairs, and wanted new ones. Whatever. “Why haven’t you eaten?” Roman turned on his mum mode, giving the other a disapproving look as he grabbed the napkins provided from the takeout bag. “Do you want some wine?” He asked, turning in the direction of Aaron’s wine cabinet, because of course he was well versed on where the stash was. Roman proceeded to yelp when a sharp pain shot through the bottom of his foot, and up his leg as he leaned against the counter to check the arch of his foot, the most fucking painful place to get a shard of glass lodged. “Shit.” He hissed, hand shaking as he reached for the glass to pull it from the meat of his foot without any further commenting at the moment.

AARON

Wine. Yes, Aaron needed more wine. His half-hearted attempt to sober up was short lived when Roman suggested the pair drink. At least he tried. Aaron’s heart fell into his stomach when he heard Roman yelp, the chopsticks and sushi he was about to eat falling from his hands. He quickly bolted into dad mode, hopping from his chair and putting his arm around Ro to support. He must’ve missed a couple of spots when he was cleaning up the wood and glass from the drunken mess he made another night. Once again, his stupid actions the people he cared about. How could he be so reckless? Fuck. “I’m so sorry.” He spat out, attempting to guide Roman over to the one kitchen chair he didn’t destroy last night. He sprinted to grab the first aid kit from the pantry. “Let me see.” He said, getting on his knees and grabbing Roman’s foot to inspect the damage. This was all his fault. Aaron did to Roman what he would do with his kid - clot the blood, disinfect, band aid and top it off with a little kids. “Are you okay?”

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman watched while Aaron immediately shot up to take care of him. It made him forget about the fact that he’d just stepped on glass, well, maybe not totally forget, but he was distracted anyway. His eyes were stuck on the other male, watching almost adoringly while he cleaned up the gash, and then proceeded to bandage him up with a kiss. It made him smile, though he clearly was trying not to. Aaron was rich, and maybe a little spoiled. He was used to getting what he wanted, both business wise, and in the bedroom. But it didn’t make him a terrible person. In fact, Aaron was one of the best people he’d ever met, and often times, even selfless. “Yeah. I’m fine.” Roman finally responded while he was looking into those beautiful blues, reaching out to run his fingers through the side of the other’s hair. “But, why is there glass in the floor?” He asked in a more serious tone.

AARON

Aaron softly held on to the hand that Roman was running through the side of his light brown, and bright his palm to his lips to and him a soft kiss. Aaron sighed. It was time to get honest. He was nervous to tell Roman about what he did - why he did it and that his child witnessed the incident. Well, maybe he could leave that part out. He could feel his eyes swelling up again and quickly turned to move away to try to hide his pain. He moved towards the wine cabinet and opened a bottle of red, pouring a glass for himself and for Roman. He took a large sip of his wine before taking a deep breathe, his heart beating fast. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to tell Roman what he’d done and keep it together. “My dad died 6 years ago today. When Ali was pregnant. He’s never met Des.” He looked down at his wine glass and swirled the dark purple liquid around in the glass. “I got a little too drunk last night and broke some shit.” He said solemnly, motioning to his chair less kitchen table. “And with everything going on with Landon....” he began, wondering if he should continue. “I just let my emotions get the best of me”

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman was confused when Aaron’s disposition suddenly changed so much. He could tell he was on the verge of tears, eyes once again stuck on the other as he moved to get them some wine. Ro had no idea what the other was going to tell him, but when he mentioned his father passing, his shoulders sank. It saddened him to know that Aaron had felt enough pain to cause a fit like that to happen, to the point he would break things to get out his frustration. He’d never known the man to get anywhere near that level of angry, so he knew this had been a major breaking point. “I hate to hear that...” Roman responded honestly, still watching the other’s back from where he sat. “You’re a good man, Aaron. I don’t know what your relationship was like with your father, but he should be very proud of you regardless. And Landon? He’ll get over it. He will.” Ro assured his friend, choosing to get up now so that he could make his way over to Aaron, sliding a hand across the back of his shoulders while he moved to his side. “You’re a good person, and an amazing dad. You don’t set out to hurt anyone.”May 19, 2020

AARON 

Aaron struggled to kept it together, but he felt so safe as he looked over into his green eyes. “We were so close. I idolized him...h-he taught me everything how I know. Except how to be a good dad, and a good friend because...” Aaron couldn’t stop the tears from falling out of his blue eyes at this point as he trailed off. He didn’t know if he could admit that his 5 year old watched him destroy his kitchen in a drunken rage. “I don’t feel like a good person, a good friend and, Jesus fuck I’m such a shitty dad.” He sobbed. “Destiny watched me destroy this kitchen. I got belligerent with my own kid in the house because I don’t know how to deal with anything the right way.” He admitted, through tears.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Aaron didn’t seem like the type of person to break down very often, so the fact that he was right now, made Roman’s heart sink. “You are not a shitty dad.” He immediately came to the other’s defense, because everyone made mistakes, even his adopted parents who tried to be as perfect as possible. “Listen to me.” Ro made Aaron turn to face him, green eyes darting over the man’s face pleadingly. “Trust me, I know what a bad parent, and shitty friend is, and you are not it. You’ve made mistakes, but who the fuck hasn’t? You can’t be perfect Aaron, it’s impossible. Sometimes we hurt people we love, but life goes on, and things get better. Don’t beat yourself up so much. Okay?”

AARON

Aaron spun around to face the taller man. He put his face in his neck and wrapped his arms around Roman's waist. His words were sweet, Aaron wasn't sure if he believed that 100% but they were helping in the moment. "I try to be a good dad for her, I really do. But sometimes I just can't get out of my old ways. I was such an ass, Roman. When Ali first told me she was pregnant, I literally told her I would pay for her to get an abortion. Like....that was my first instinct. Landon and all my friends from the show changed my fucking life and I still continue to let them down. I'm sorry, the glass if your foot was all my fault." he said, weakly into his neck. Aaron felt so safe with Roman. "I normally just try to shove all of these feelings to the back of my head, but clearly that not working out for me." she said, letting out a weak laugh. He took off his glasses and wiped his face, bringing his head up from his neck. He put his palm on the curly haired man's cheek. "I'm sorry, I'm sure this wasn't what you were expecting. I was trying just to have a fun night with you."

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman shook his head when Aaron pulled away and apologized, Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he thought of what to say now. Aaron was right, this hadn’t been what he’d expected, but only because he expected that he was going to be the one that ended up being some sort of emotional mess. “No, I had planned on talking anyway, I want you to be honest with me. I know we’ve been hooking up, and that’s kind of all we had set out for this to be, but I do care about you, Aaron. You’re my friend.” He assured the smaller, his arm now wrapped around the other’s shoulders to comfor him. “And -“ he sighed, deciding to finally pick up the glass of wine that had been poured for him when Aaron stepped back, because it was practically screaming his name at this point. “Despite anythin’ bad you’ve done in the past, you’ve become a better person because of it. Don’t discount your progress. If we were judged only by the shitty things we’ve done in life, god help everyone.” Ro finally took a sip of his wine, and then decided to lean in to place a kiss on the corner of Aaron’s lips.(edited)

AARON

Aaron smiled weakly at Roman, his heart rate beginning to slow down. Hearing how the other man cared for Aaron made his heart melt. "I care about you too, Ro. I'm so glad I met you and we became friends." Aaron watched as Roman took his glass of wine and decided to follow his lead. "Which is also why I don't know what to do about Landon." he said, knowing the two needed to talk about this a little more. "He cut me some slack today because of my dad, but I don't know what tomorrow will being." Taking a chug of his wine, he took a deep breathe. "Thank you. I never really cry in front of people like this. So thank you." he admitted. He knew that Roman was right, it was just hard to Aaron to see at the moment. Aaron felt himself relax a little more as Roman placed a soft kiss on his lips.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧

Roman didn’t know what they were going to be about Landon either. Landon was his first ever friend when they were both only five years old, only to end up being eachother’s first kiss, first boyfriend, first everything. It’s not like that’s something you can just leave in the past, and not consider their feelings. Roman loved Landon, he would always love Landon, but he was finding it insanely hard to let go of Aaron for whatever reason. “Do you happen to have anythin’ stronger than this?” Ro laughed while holding up his glass of wine, having completely forgotten about the fact that they had a shit ton of untouched sushi still waiting for them on the kitchen island.

AARON 

Aaron couldn't help but laugh when Roman asked for something stronger. That was relatable as hell. "Yes, I think we both could use something stronger." he said, walking back over the the liquor cabinet and grabbing a bottle of whiskey. This bottle was a special gift he had gotten from a business partner. He had needed an excuse to crack it open for a while now, and he thought now was as good a time as ever. He grabbed some glasses and placed them in front of the pair on the island. He poured them each a glass, and slid one over to Roman. How long had he been drunk for? All day today and part of last night? He wasn't sure if Roman was catching on, but this liquor was starting to get to him quickly. "Can we just eat our sushi right now?" he asked, his stomach begging him for some food.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman very gladly accepted the glass of amber liquid as soon as it was offered, swirling it in the glass before snorting at Aaron’s request. “Since when do you need my permission for anythin’? Isn’t it supposed to be the other way around?” He teased while finally grabbing a set of chopsticks for himself so that he could go ahead and dig into his tuna roll first. “You may be the parental figure in this dynamic, but if I ever find out you’ve gone all day without eating again, I’ll pop you.” He pointed at the other man with his chopsticks, and then took down some whiskey with a satisfied sigh. “Smooth.” Duh. It probably cost more than his own car.

AARON 

Aaron couldn't help but let a smile come over his face. "True." he said, biting his lip in an attempt to stifle an embarrassing giggle that threatened to tumble over his lips. "But I'm all vulnerable and stuff right now." he pouted playfully. "That's fair. I just...forgot. I promise I won't do it again, Mr. Roman." he teased. Grabbing his sushi and sliding it over to where he was leaning on the island. He grabbed the chopsticks he dropped and picked up the tiny roll of rice and fish. "I know." he said, mouth full of sushi. "It was a gift. It's ridiculously old." he said, putting the liquor to his lips. Fuck, it was just as amazing as he expected.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman actually cracked a small laugh when Aaron said he was all vulnerable right now. His point kind of made Ro want to both punch him, and kiss him at the same time, much like a puppy so cute that you wanna squeeze it. He snorted at being called Mr. Roman, watching as Aaron resumed his eating position. “How old?” He asked curiously, turning the glass in his hand as if he could somehow answer his own question by just looking at it. “Do you even know what it’s like to be broke?” He laughed.

AARON 

Aaron thought for a moment. He wasn't entirely sure how old the liquor was, but judging by the taste and the person who gave it to him, he could make a guess. "Maybe like 40 or 50 years?" he guessed, sipping the liquor again. "Ahhhh" he let out as the liquid slid down his throat. "Mad good." he mumbled. "ummm..." Aaron hesitated for a moment, "no." he said, honestly. Aaron had grown up extremely privileged and he recognized that. He felt like a Kylie Jenner in a way - was born into privilege but made an even bigger empire. He knew he was lucky to be born into what he had, and probably wouldn't have the success he did without that big kickstart his family's money gave him. "No clue really." he said, bringing another piece of sushi to his mouth.  "I know that makes me sound like a prick." he said, the corner of his lips turning up into a slight smirk.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman had anticipated Aaron’s response, which was why it was more of a rhetorical question anyway. It wasn’t Aaron’s fault he was used to privilege, that wasn’t a bad thing. People were born into what they were born into, and there was nothing you could do to assure yourself a place in high society right out of the womb. “It doesn’t make you sound like a prick. I know you’re not one.” He reminded the other male, taking another piece of sushi between his chopsticks prior to bringing it to his mouth. He then wrapped his soft, pink lips around the bite, and chewed for a bit. “I think...we all have ups and downs on either side of the fence. I’d like to say I wish I was born into money like you were, but maybe I wouldn’t be where I am now. My life is far from perfect, but I’m happy. I think.” He chuckled.

AARON

Aaron watched Roman as he brought his food to his red lips, a soft smiled coming over his face. How was he just sobbing to him minutes ago and now Roman made him feel so normal and contact. He had a hold over the brunette that made him feel so happy and safe. Aaron worked on eating his sushi, sipping his whiskey between every few bites. Aaron gave Roman a crooked smile when he told Aaron he was happy. Today, Aaron wasn't happy but someone Roman helped him smile and forget about a lot of the hardship he had been experiencing today. He wanted to kiss him, and feel his curls through his fingers. With the liquor in him, he wasn't afraid to ask him. "Do you wanna head to bed?" he asked, raising his brow. "We can bring the whiskey." Aaron wasn't even sure if he wanted to fuck Roman, but he did want to be in his arms and kiss his lips - that he knew for sure.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman smirked when Aaron turned the conversation to bed, something that he had to admit didn’t sound so bad right now. He’d come over here with the intention of hashing this out some more, to figure out a solution for Landon’s sake. And yet, here he was standing, looking into the intense blue of Aaron’s eyes, and wondering when he’d managed to be this fucked. “I think I would very much like to do that, yes.” He nodded, suddenly feeling the beginnings of a good buzz. It had hit him out of nowhere, and of course Ro was a horny drunk. “Lead the way then, daddy? I need you to baby me a little more...”

AARON 

Aaron beamed over at Roman when he got playful. Normally Aaron would get playful back but he feared he would start getting emotional again at any point. His life seemed to be shattered like the glass on his kitchen floor, and he knew he was unstable. “Actually, what if we keep things PG? I mean, I know I’ll slip up and kiss you but I really just want to lay and hang?” He proposed. It was a statement, but the way he inflected his words at the end of his sentence made it seem like it was a question. Aaron didn’t really know if their relationship included snuggling on his bed but that was really what he wanted at the time. Aaron didn’t want to use Roman as a distraction from today because he valued romans friendship too much to use him like that.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman was actually surprised when Aaron asked to keep it PG, and it showed in his furrowed brows. “Yeah?” He asked, as if he was trying to see if the other male was joking or not. He didn’t hate the idea though, how could he? The idea of cuddling in bed with the man didn’t sound so bad actually. “Whatever you want, I’m yours!” Well maybe not fully his, but for now he was anyway. Ro smirked as he finished off his drink, and then flashed Aaron a wink.

AARON

“We don’t have to.” He told him, seeing a hint of confusing in the other man’s face. “I’m just wiped.” He said. Knowing Aaron, Roman would probably be in his pants minutes after said cuddling began but he just needed for someone to stroke his hair right now. Aaron grabbed the bottle and lead Roman up to his room. Undressed down to his boxers and slid into his silk sheets, motioning for Roman to join him after setting the whiskey down in the nightstand.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman wasn’t really sure how they were going to only cuddle in bed, in their underwear, but he was willing to give it a whirl. He dressed down to his boxers briefs to match Aaron before he was crawling into the mattress, smirking as he settled next to the other male, and nuzzled against his neck like a needy puppy. Actually, Roman kind of was a needy puppy. Oh well.

AARON 

Aaron smiled as Roman crawled into bed next to him. When he felt his curls on his skin, he couldn't help but get a little excited. How long was this cuddling thing supposed to last anyway? Okay, maybe Aaron did just want to jump his bones. You'd like at 26 - with all of his hookups - Aaron would be a professional snuggler. "Thank you again, Roman." he ran his fingers through Roman's long curls. "I can't be alone today. he sighed. Clearly he couldn't be alone with his emotions without making a mess of his house. "I'm so so sorry about the glass. Did daddy clean it up good for you?" he said, playfully slowly starting to get into the mood to have sex. He knew the PG wouldn't last long.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman didn’t need to be thanked. He wanted to be here, otherwise he never would have offered. However, he understood how Aaron felt, needing someone to be around to avoid getting lost in themselves. Ro was practically purring in reaction to the fingers taking through his hair, feeling his breathing picking up now just em that action. He was pulled from the mindset when the other male chose to take this in a different direction, apologizing for the glass, and asking if daddy did a good job cleaning it up. “You always take such good care of me, daddy.” Roman cooed, choosing to turn his head back into Aaron’s neck, so that he could place soft, gentle kisses to his pulse point.

AARON 

Hearing Roman call him his favorite nickname really got his heart race rising. Aaron titled his head away from Roman, to give him more access to place kisses on the heck. The brunette let out a deep breathe. “Yeah so remember that PG thing? I changed my mind.” He admitted, caving sooner than he thought he would. “You wanna fuck?” Aaron asked bluntly, raising a brown. His eyes were still a little swollen, but Aaron didn’t feel like he was going to get upset again. Right now, he was just focusing on this moment with Roman. “if you seeing me cry didn’t turn you off?” He said playfully.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman actually snorted when Aaron went back on his desire for this to be PG. he’d figured that would happen, but not so quickly after laying down. Adorable. Ro decided to move the covers so that he could roll himself on top of the other, straddling him as he sat up to look down at Aaron with a curtain of curls framing his face. “Maybe crying turns me on. Who knows?” Ro teased, his hands now pressed against the other’s chest. “You sure you wanna switch this all the way up to R? NC-17? Maybe we can start at PG13 and see how you feel?” He smirked, and took. His bottom lip between his teeth.

AARON 

Aaron laughed along with Roman. He admitted to himself that it was funny how he couldn't keep his head out of the gutter for too long. The brunette smiled as his blue eyes met Roman's green eyes when he straddled him. Aaron continued cackling, having a hard time stopping because of the taller man's jokes. When he finally was able to stop himself from laughing, he brought his hands up to the curly haired man's cheeks. "Shut up..." he said, letting out one last deep chuckle brought bringing Roman's lips down to meet his.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Ro admittedly loved making people laugh, but maybe Aaron a little more. He had such an infectious sound, a chuckle that could make Roman laugh himself forever. Ro had no problem shutting up though when he was pulled in for a kiss, smirking against the other’s lips as he chose to grind down on Aaron as their tongues massaged together. He would have been okay with just cuddling, and spending time together, but he had to admit that this was much nicer.

AARON 

Aaron moaned onto his lips when he felt Roman grind down on him. The brunette nibbled on Roman's lip playfully as they made out. He brought his arms from his cheeks to his curly locks, running his fingers through his favorite part of Roman's body. Aaron's problems seemed to kind of disappear when he started to focus on the way Roman's lips felt against his and his fingers through his hair. He worried didn't go away, they just seemed to fade. His heart rate started picking up, blood beginning to rush to his length. "Fuck, I want you so bad." he mumbled between kisses.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧

Roman was actually playing a game with himself to see how fast Aaron would break the kiss to ask for more. That’s why he was smiling so wide when their kiss was finally ceased, followed by the older expressing how bad he wanted Roman. That was always such a good feeling, being wanted in that way. “How do you want me, daddy?” He asked in a low moan while continuing to roll his hips.May 22, 2020

AARON

Ugh. That word. Coming from Roman. The feeling of Roman hips moving into Aaron’s was enough to drive him crazy; but it was such a tease. He so badly wanted the man’s mouth around him. “Fuck, so so so much.” The brunette begged. Aaron brought his lips to Roman’s again, playfully nibbling on his lower lip and running his hands through his brown curls, fisting his hair and giving his locks a gentle tug.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Roman allowed Aaron to kiss him again, relishing in it for a moment while they only became more, and more horny. He’d always loved kissing - how could you not? And Aaron was a really good kisser. “I’m glad to hear that...” Ro started after finally pulling back again, his voice low and raspy. “But - I asked you how do you want me, not how much.” He chuckled, because he couldn’t refrain from teasing the other male. Ro placed a few more kisses to Aaron’s lips while smiling, and then bit his own lower lip. “On top, bottom, reverse?” He asked his lover curiously.

AARON

Aaron chuckled lowly on Ro’s lips. He was so caught up in kissing Roman he didn’t even hear him right. He still couldn’t quite place what made Roman so enticing to him. Was it his adorable dimples, his long hair curly hair, or just how Roman was so unapologetically himself? “Bottom?” Aaron proposed. “I fucking love topping you.” He whispered lowly, touching his noses to the taller man’s. The brunette reached up to tuck Roman’s hair behind his ear before smiling up at his softly.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 

Did Roman know that this was going to be the last time sleeping with Aaron alone together? No. How could he? At this moment, he was just enjoying being with someone he truly cared about, a good friend, a man he had no idea he'd get so close to after having coffee dumped all over his favorite pair of lounge shoes. They'd come so far, and it felt like they had so far to go as Roman leaned in to kiss Aaron deeply, tongues battling for dominance as their "pg" session dramatically turned into literal porn. If Ro would have know he'd be having a conversation with Khai in a few days about moving into a closed relationship, maybe he would have savored this more, every touch, and kiss, as dramatic as that sounded. There were so many things left unsaid, or glossed over for the purpose of protecting themselves. But, they would never know. Maybe in another life.

AARON

Aaron never meant to stumble upon Roman. If it weren’t for him spilling coffee on the other’s shoes, they may had never met. What was it about the green eyed man that made Aaron step outside of his comfort zone and betray his best friend? He wouldn’t do that for any other woman he had ever slept with. So why was Roman so different? Aaron felt he had so much to say to Roman. Thanks for being trustworthy and safe enough to make me trust you to have sex with a man for the first time. Thanks for being so unapologetically you: the you that makes you so perfect. It wasn’t their time, and Aaron knew that they weren’t meant to be in this world with these circumstances. The brunette had a sinking feeling in his stomach as he ran his hands through Roman’s thick curls for what he didn’t know to be the last time. Maybe if they met at a different time and in a different place, their story would end differently than it was about to tonight.

[jjungkooksthighs]

Euphoria

-pairing: female reader x Jeon Jungkook

-genre: romance, f2l, danceteacher!jungkook, boyfriend!jungkook, student!reader

-rating: SFW

-warnings: currently none

- word count: 2584

- A/N: Hi, so I’m BTS trash. I’ve been trash for a few years now, but only now started writing for them as I’m very insecure with my writing. And yes, my bias is Jungkook (no shame in me admitting that, honestly). In any case, I hope you enjoy, my fellow army! 

“Kookie, please,” your soft whine sounds under him as you throw both arms around him, nuzzling into the warmth of his neck as you place a light, gentle kiss to the skin there. You’re too happy to see him to be ashamed at your bold behavior.

Normally, you’re very timid around your boyfriend, but he’s just returned to you from touring with his group, BTS. It was a surprise visit, but a very welcome and happy one on your account.

Still, you are eager to hear that familiar deep, relenting groan that he always does when he accedes to you, ever the caring boyfriend that he was to ensure that you were always happy in the limited times that you were together.

The both of you used to spend every single day together, but ever since he’d debuted as a member of BTS, that time gradually lessened as the band’s popularity and affection from their beloved army grew.

There was a time when that hurt to think about, but you didn’t mind it so much anymore. You cared too much about his happiness and wanted him to have the success and recognition he deserved after so many years of hard training and practice. You knew, for you’d been there for him through it all.

When he’d accepted the offer made by BigHit after reviewing a plethora of other companies to sign with after many years of training to sing and dance, he was ecstatic. You’d never seen him so happy, save for the times that you two had shared together.

You helped him to choose the company he’d signed with, the memory as young and fresh as the flowers he’d brought for you after finding you determinedly dancing mid-choreography to his song, Euphoria. A song that he constantly told you was written and devoted to you.

Warmth never ceased to spread through your chest when he reminded you of that. When he reminded you of his love and devotion to you.

“Aish…Do you really want me to teach you how to do that move that badly?” He gently asks, slowly running the back of his hand down your cheek as he encircles each of his arms around your slim waist. 

He already knows how beautiful of a dancer you are. He’s seen as such many times from watching the videos you send him and from secretly watching you in person when you think he’s not looking.

His warmth radiates from the muscular body you lightly press against, your answer immediate as you nod, lifting your head from his chest to meet his kind, tender gaze.

”Yes. I have my reasons for wanting to know how my boyfriend moves so gracefully every time that he dances. I may not ever be able to dance beside you, Kookie,” you pause, leaning your head into his soft touch when one hand rises to cup your cheek,” but I still want to savor everything that you do. You mean a lot to me, but you already know that, right?”

He looks down at you with those beautiful brown eyes of his and you swear that you could get lost in them if not for the way that he holds you now, his free arm pulling around you tighter as he ardently answers,” How did I ever get so lucky?”

Heat makes its way to your cheeks, redness soon staining them as you instinctively curl your fingers in his dark locks, a habit that you typically perform on yourself when he flusters you as he so often does.

He notices that, but of course does. He always knows as far as you’re concerned.

“Y/N,” he lightly presses, another upturn slowly gracing lips that you don’t see. You don’t realize you’re staring at his chest until the hand that had been on your waist moves to rest under your jaw, gently pushing upward until you’re unable to look anywhere but at those deep, soulful eyes that are always swimming in passion. Such is something you have always loved about him, but you will never admit that.

“Y/N, you’re wrong about that. You will always have a place beside me, no matter where I am, no matter what I’m doing and no matter what I might become.”

His deep voice echoes through the training room, and it is then that he turns you around, wrapping his arms around your front as he whispers, “Look at us. See that I am not going anywhere.”

When you look into the mirror, your eyes catch on the figure behind you. Your breath finds itself unable to escape your throat as you look at him in the soft fluorescent light that bathes him in an almost ethereal glow.

A thin sheen of sweet glistens against his perfect skin, his hair a rich hazel color (he must have dyed it back after that tour in America) like the beautiful eyes that remind you of topaz as they fix themselves on you, a straight and thin nose framing a thin upper lip that is flanked by a full, plump lower lip.

From experience, you know that last bit is very soft and very warm when pressed against you. Your mind doesn’t stay on that idea that wants to linger for too long if your cheeks staining themselves red have any indication of where that train of thought may have been heading.

You refocus your sight on his chest- he’s wearing a thin white linen shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow and loose-fitting navy pants that hug his calves while flaring out around the thighs that you know are built entirely of muscle.

You yourself sport an Adidas halter crop style shirt that is white amid the top and black along the bottom, your stomach on display in the space that your black sweatpants do not cover.

He frames you perfectly from behind, his height being tall enough that he could rest his head on top of yours if he so wished. You rather enjoyed that ability of his to make you feel smaller on the occasions that you both cuddled together.

You can’t deny how handsome he looks, one hand moving on its own to caress him while he looks down lovingly at you.

You don’t know when he’d managed to pull your phone from your pocket, but when he presses the play button, his song plays over the loudspeaker, the voice that fills the room a light and airy one that is so different from the deep one that you know so well.

His hands never leave you, instead trailing along your front to grip your hips as he moves the both of you from side to side in a slow, gentle pace to the rhythm and beat of the song.

You instantly know that this isn’t the choreography- you have danced it enough on your own to know every step, despite having trouble with one of the moves.

“Kook-“ You’re silenced when one hand leaves your hip, one finger pressed against those plump lips as the both of you listen to the song as you’ve done hundreds of times before. You are utterly captured by those eyes as you look up at him, his lips moving as he sings along to the song while he grins at you.

“Take my hands now. You are the cause of my euphoria.”

The last word is accented with a twist of his wrist as he twirls you around, your hands falling on that broad chest for purchase as he moves the two of you forward and then back with graceful strides.

Your doubt melts the longer that you look at him, his words, warmth and song settling over you like a blanket that you have been missing for a long while in the cold winter of his absence.

How you’ve missed him, you tell yourself. You would wonder how much he’s missed you, but you can already tell by the way those crinkles under his eyes are starting to form, how they soften for you under that tender gaze as he pulls you closer that he’s missed you terribly.

The fact causes a pang of affection and something else to strike you through.  You’re too wrapped up in him to try to decipher what that other feeling was, his head slowly falling to rest against you as he playfully rubs his nose over yours. His touch soon washes away most of the doubt had settled in the chilling loneliness during his time away from you while on tour for his new album, Love Yourself: Answer.

The irony is not lost on you that you aren’t entirely sure of yourself in your ability to stay beside Jungkook, but your boyfriend has known of that fear that has threatened to tear you apart since the beginning stages of your relationship as partners. Now, it only lingers in those dark shadows through his endless efforts to show you his feelings and devotion.

Truthfully, you don’t know how you could have gotten so lucky to deserve him.

Perhaps it is that sentiment is what causes you to whisper,” Please let me stay with you, Jeon. I don’t know what I would do without you, but…”

He stops singing, then. Rather than answering you, he takes your hand, entwining his fingers in yours. He knows that you have something to say and will patiently wait until you can find the words to say what you’re trying to.

His song plays between the two of you, his words caressing you the same way his fingers do as they run along your hand in slow circles. His eyes pierce yours now, entreating you as he tilts his head when the silence falls between both of you.

Some time passes before you can finally muster the courage to voice what has been nipping at your attention every waking moment in the time he has been away. The words are earnest when they leave your timid lips,” I have missed you so, so much, Kookie. When you’re gone, I always get like this, so I’m sorry for that. Still, I realized something when you were gone this time.”

An eyebrow flicks upward at that, a grin edging along the corners of his mouth once more as he squeezes your hand, “Oh? And what did you realize, Y/N? That you love me?”

It’s your sharp intake of breath that makes him chuckle, his bubbly laugh music to your ears as your smile pushes at the corners of your lips when you nervously cup a hand over your mouth, “What’s wrong Y/N? Cat got your tongue?”

Embarrassment and mortification are quick to fall upon you like a heavy brick, your stomach dropping at the notion that he knows now what you had been afraid to admit to yourself for weeks. 

“I…you…how did you?” You stutter, unable to form a coherent thought at your now exposed secret.

He titters for a little while longer, his other hand taking your free one to place it over his heart as he places a tender kiss to your forehead before moving back to look at you.

All the while, you can feel rapid thumping against the hand that now rests where his heart beats with life under your fingertips. You had no idea that a heart could move so fast, before, despite how your boyfriend makes your pulse race every time that you have the joy of being able to be with him and see him.

“Ah, Y/N,” he starts as his song plays once more,” I have known that for a long time, now. I could always tell from how you sound different when you talk to me, from how you always light up when I see you… whether it was through our many video chats or in person, you always get so happy when we’re together,” he happily admits.

Your eyes widen now, your own heart beating so loudly that you’re sure he can hear it in his closeness to you as it pounds through your eardrums while his song to you plays in the background while he continues,” Even Taehyung-ssi and Jimin-hyung say that they notice how you always become that way around me. That I am your euphoria, nae sarang.”

At his admission, your legs buckle, the strength that was there shifting to that of looseness and pliability. You feel strong arms move under your back and legs so that he’s holding you as if you’re like one of those girls from the k-drama’s you watch so often where the boy catches the girl and they have that moment of eye contact where there is an unspoken conversation.

You always wondered if that whole idea was a concept constructed purely for entertainment, but now, as you look up into his tender, kindred eyes, you know it’s real. You know that everything he’s told you is real. The sincerity almost looks as if it is pooling in those deep, earnest eyes.

The words leave your mouth before you can stop them.

“I love you, Jeon Jungkook.”

He leans down to touch his nose to yours, closing his eyes as he warmly replies,” I love you, Y/N. Have faith in me as I do in you that we will always have each other, alright?”

You nod under him, closing your eyes in turn as you settle into his comforting embrace, his words taking their place in your mind like the gentle heat of the sun on a spring day.

It is when his song ends that he pulls away, your eyes opening to seek the contact of him that leaves coldness in its wake. A cocky grin greets you as he looks down at you with newfound excitement in his eyes,” So, you wanted me to teach you the dance, right?”

Your head tilts to the side, wondering what he will do with the mischievousness that lies dormant in the corner of those eyes that look amusedly at you,” I can’t have my backup dancer not knowing the steps, right?”

At that, you gasp, the joy so profound in your tone as you animatedly question,” Really, Jungkook-ah? Truly?? I will be able to perform with you?”

The grin quickly shifts into something more playful as he lowers his lips to your ear,” Keep dancing like that and you’ll be with me a lot more, Y/N,” his chuckle echoes through the training room and you can’t help the butterflies that begin to flit through your chest at the sentiment.

When you find the strength to stand again and he places a chair in the front of the mirrors ahead of you only to straddle and sit atop of it, your cheeks burn as his song begins once more.

You let the music move you and before long, you’re dancing to the beat and rhythm of Jungkook, his eyes trained solely on you as you move yourself to his creation.

It was a good thing he’d already contacted his manager and sent in videos of multiple different choreographies of songs from the new BTS album that you’d sent him on the routine days that you had dutifully practiced to show your boyfriend how much the new songs meant to you since they were part of him.

He’d already aside a place for you to be beside him on his solo stage for the remainder of the tour. He couldn’t bear to be without you for a day longer.

His eyes narrow in an interested gaze as he watches you move as gracefully as Jimin but as precise as Hoseok, lips falling apart as he gets lost in the sight of you. 

Truthfully, he doesn’t know how he could have ever gotten so lucky.