#it wasn't a bad song but you can't say the best song won on this because that is untrue by a lot of metrics

[nanoa1foryou]

Gotta agree with Tank on this.

When the losing song is a cultural phenomenon transceding language barriers and hitting virality across the globe, and the winning song is mainstream pop, you cannot make the argument that the better song won. It was not the better song. The audience didn't think it was the better song.

[misskingshit]

𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘵 summary: where he has an interest in a certain pop singer, and he doesn't try to hide it. note: believe me or not i’ve been listening hip hop since Im like 15 y/o, soooo why not do an M&M’s fic?? Let me know if u want part 2! xoxo

The lyrics of Mr Eminem's new song being mostly about you? That was something you definitely didn't expect.

I get so weak on my knees

Lose all control

Damn, her silhouette

So hot

Fuck bein’ a gentleman

I'm going to fuck her instead

The red carpet at the Grammys has always been a dream for you, you had already won a couple of awards, today... you were excited to be the presenter of one of them.

Best Rap Album.

To say you were excited is an understatement.

You've loved this genre of music since you were a teenager, Tupac, Fifty, Snoop...to name the most classics.

The camera flashes were the only thing you saw, accompanied by many voices that stunned your ears just by hearing your name.

"Y/N! over here!" A reporter called you, without hesitation, you approached.

"Hey how are you?" you asked with a big smile.

"Incredible! How are you? I imagine you're very excited for tonight" he smiles.

"Don't even mention it! I can't wait to call the winner on stage!"

"Do you think Eminem is nominated? He's been on everyone's mouth lately with his latest song..."

Here we go.

"Yeah... well, I'm sure he'll be nominated, I mean, he's fucking Eminem, it would be like a sin if he wasn't, right?" You laughed a little awkwardly.

"What do you think about his last song, about his comments towards you? 50% of people are upset calling Eminem a degenerate..." you didn't let him finish speaking.

"Well...I really like him, I mean, I've always been his fan and it's an honor to be named in one of his songs. Plus I also think that...we all know how he's like, if you don't like his way to be, to think, to speak, the lyrics of his songs, just don't listen to it and that's it, problem solved, I don’t see the point in hating so much on something you can just...ignore" you laugh looking at the camera "Just take things more lightly, not everything is fighting and bad intentions."

You finished your conversation with said reporter and simply headed to your designated seat.

On the other hand, a certain blonde boy was also being attacked with questions regarding his controversial lyrics.

"She's here? Shit, I want to see her," the blonde rapper said, showing a small, very small, smile, turning his head around with the intention of catching some sign of the hot pop singer, you.

"Yes! In fact she will be the one to present the award for best rap album!"

"No shit! Damn man she's here" Em turned around and said to his best friend, Proof.

In a few minutes everyone finished settling into their seats and you both were surprised when you looked at each other, just a few seats away.

You were five seats to the right and three to the back, so you caught him every time he turned his head back a little to look and smile at you.

Until, soon...your moment had arrived, you got up from your seat to head backstage.

By the way, when you walked past the rapper, he didn't try to hide the fact that he couldn't take his eyes off you for even a second.

"And the Grammy goes to..." you created some tension "EMINEN!" You blurted out the name more excited than you should have.

The rapper's reaction might not have been very expressive normally, but he couldn't contain his smile when he knew who would be the one giving to him his award. The rapper and his friends got on stage and it was inevitable that you felt nervous as you watched him walk towards you, with a playful look, as if he knew what he generated in you.

"Congratulations," you whispered when he was close enough to you, taking the grammy as you felt the soft brush of his fingers against yours, he did it on purpose.

You didn't expect him to give you a hug.

"That's all I get?" He whispered back to you, keeping your faces close and your noses touching, his hands on your waist pulling you closer to him as if he didn't want to move away from you.

A great bustle from the public was heard, and it took them both out of the small cloud in which they were.

This was definitely going to stir the waters.

You both walked away, while you greeted and congratulated the rest of his friends (Proof winking at you in the process).

"Wow, shit, this is crazy, thank you so much to everyone who made the production of this album possible, Dr Dre, who always had my back, I will be forever grateful...and my god, damn, thanks to whoever the fuck is that put this beauty in that dress..." he turned to look at you and winked "Y/N Y/L/N ladies and gentlemen, the source of my inspiration for Heat Seeker"

Obviously, you blushed.

The entire audience was applauding, probably already starting to gossip among themselves about the little show between you and Eminem.

Like a gentleman he offered you his hand as he watched you walk down the steps of the stage with great caution. "Thank you," you whispered. “Any time” he smiles at you.

´Til the end of the awards you continued to connect glances from time to time, you also noticed how his friends bothered him every time he turned his head to look at you.

"Hey, Y/N! wait!" listen to yourself behind your back. "Hey," you looked at him softly, "whats up?" He shook his head quickly. "I just wanted to…I mean, normally I wouldn't give a shit, but, I wanted to make sure that the song didn't offend you, it wasn't to upset you…" You interrupted his attempt to apologies "Don't worry, I understand it was just the song, I didn't take it personally, actually, I loved it" you laughed. "You did? I'm glad you're not like the rest and laugh instead of being offended." His attempt to hide his smile failed completely.

It just slips away from him.

Just with you.

A few seconds of silence took over the situation, though it wasn't uncomfortable, your eyes connected and you didn't seem to realize that you had been staring at each other. "Uhm, I was about to go to my hotel," you pointed behind you, "I was gonna change for the afterparty."

"Can I go with you?" He asked you, but before you processed the fact that he wanted to go with you to your hotel, he interrupted your thoughts "I mean, just so then we can go to the party together, if you want" he scratched the back of his neck.

You didn't even need to think about it "Yeah, I would like that" you smiled.

The two of you walked together towards your limo, captured by several cameras, so neither of you doubted that tomorrow you would wake up to a bunch of articles about how Eminem and Y/N left the Grammy's together. But none of you care about it.

[yandereheathen]

Loving Caretaker [18+ Yandere x GN Reader] Part #2

Welp, this won the poll it makes me SO happy people wanted more. Here is a bit longer with some darker-themed Korm is a cutie <3 i wanna get art of him now. Part 1

Warnings! DARK THEMES AND VIOLANCE -Yandere obsessive Behavior -Non-con - Drugging -Gaslighting - NSFW (unprotected sex is a no-no!) - reader gets stabbed non-lethally. - Word Count: 2.4K It wasn't meant to be this painful for you to know your place. Don't worry, he will care for you.

You sighed, putting your phone back into your pocket as you took a moment in the kitchen, putting Korm's favorite jam on the toast before you. You put the knife back into the red berry jam, sighing, and run your hands through your hair in frustration as the uneasy feeling of darkness you have felt hovering over you.

You just haven't been feeling right since you missed your trip. You couldn't believe you had been almost scammed by the person you had been talking to from the city for the last few weeks. They had stolen your card numbers and everything. You weren't even sure how it happened. They seem so genuine and excited to see you. You let out a bitter laugh, setting the toast on the wooden mini table. 

Tea and eggs are already in their place. You hosted it up, and the slight pain in your core returned with the effort. Pain ran from between your legs up your back, and you winced. Thats it. You would speak to his mother after today. It could be for a weekend or even a day to get checked out yourself. You were falling apart at the seams and even had weird dreams you couldn't recall, filled with creepy moans and wet noises. At least the new tea you enjoyed was helping you stay asleep. It was part of your new routine with Korm after everything happened, and you thought he liked having something to do, and it tasted lovely, like honey.

Throughout your ordeal, Korm had been very comforting, telling you that things like this happen often and that maybe online dating wasn't in the cards for you. 

But...

You paused while walking to his room, looking at your reflection in the hall mirror.

"That wasn't just all, was it." you thought to yourself.

You had been getting weird bruising on your neck and chest the last few days, coupled with your lower pain. It could be that you needed more iron to eat better, or your body just said you needed a break. You loved your job. You did; you got paid well, and Korm was such a sweetheart. It was like you got to take care of your best friend all day. Although. You started walking again, thinking to yourself. He did get clingy; sometimes, it was hard to take a day off when his health seemed like it would get worse on the days that you did, and his mother would franticly call you back to the house saying he wouldn't sit for the doctors or take care of himself without you there.

It was odd; sometimes, the thought of it can't always be by chance. He ALWAYS got worse with you gone, as the idea popped into your head. Your stomach turned slightly. You knew you were one of a long line of caregivers Krom had throughout his life; His mother had been open with that when you asked about the oddly high pay for your lack of experience. You didn't want to believe this bad feeling. Your life is perfect right now. You didn't want to sour it with negative things that were not true.

You slapped your cheeks lightly, opening Korm's door. You both had a lot to do today.

It was Bath Day today.

Korm hid his glee as you started the water in his giant tub. It has been made with a small seat for him and a lower siding to allow Y/N to wash him more easily.

You hummed a song to yourself as you added the salts and lovely-smelling oil to the water. You were bent over while the water was still low. Korm bit his lip as you did so, your thighs and backside on full display for him. He knows you did this to tease him. Your body was a tool for his care, after all. The happy memories of your lovemaking the night before played in his mind as his cock restarted at the towel across his lap.

He had your deep sleeping body propped up on your pillows, his face between your legs sucking and licking at your sex, his face messy with his saliva and your juices. He licked his lips as he stood up, positioning himself at your entrance, hands gripping your hips. Your wonderfully soft hips and back now have hidden love markings all along your spine. He glowed at his work. His wonderful caretaker's body was slowly covered in the proof of your love. 

He trusts himself in your warm hole, letting out a whine of need and bliss. It had been an adjustment. You had saved yourself for him; after all, he needed to train your body to take his cock properly, but he sure enjoyed carving his shape into you with every thrust. Your unconscious body reacted very nicely to him. You were letting out small huffs and pained moans with every rust inside you.

"Korm, are you ready? I will look away as you get in. The bubbles will cover everything."

Your call out to him as you waved your hand in front of him snapped him out of his happy memories. He lets out an almost inaudible groan that you take as a dislike of having to go in the bath.

"Don't worry, we will be fast. I have it nice and warm for you, and it smells wonderful."

You take him in your arms. He sneaks a smell in the cork of your neck, the earth warm...lustful. The scent was so much better than the sweet smell of the oils, but she nodded quietly, allowing you to place him in but unwilling to let you go. You laugh, rubbing your hand on his back softly.

"Come on now. I told you it is warm. I can add more water if you let me go."

Your rubbing was too much for him. Your hands feel so good on his back. The last few nights had satisfied him, but it was not enough now that he had a taste of your meal. Your soft reactions were not enough. He needed to look into your eye. Your awake eyes.

 He buries his face in your shoulder, giving a whimpering whine. Your joking demeanor shifts quicks as you look at him, worry on your face. So cute. he had you wrapped around his finger, didn't he?

He pulls on your sleeve, his dark eyes pleading at you. You feel your heart melt at his pained face.

"What do you need? You look like you're in pain."

He nods and pulls you closer. His grip is firm, much stronger than you were used to. You gasped out, feeling something hard and hot in your hand. It pulsed at your touch, and Korm gave a low moan, not letting go of you.

"It hurts here, Y/N. Can you please take care of it?"

You blink half in shock and horror at what is happening. This was Korm. Sweet, kind, loving, weak Korm who you thought of as a best friend or even like a child you took care of. You were painfully aware at this moment that he was very much an adult. Had he always been taller than you? Those sweaters sure did hide his more prominent than you had thought arms. He started to buck into your hand and whisper your name, his eyes glazed back in a half-lidded, lustful stare. You just stayed frozen until you could not half-process what was happening.

"God....fuck Y/n. Your hand feels so good around me. Your fingers are so soft. I couldn't help it. You were tempting me, please. Just let me use your pretty hands a bit longer."

He bites his lip, breath getting heavier; you feel his eye moving up and down your body, as he humps into your hand, the water splashing on you and the floor.

You come to your senses after a few moments, trying to move your hand away.

"N-no, Korm, this isn't right, I don't."

He growls painfully, yanking your head back with his other hand first full of your hair.

"I. Seid. Please."

Tears silently rolled down as he moved faster and didn't let go of your hair. His lip is way too close as he lets out a shutter, and you feel a new slimy stick to your hand in the water.

He only then lets go, placing an ever-so-light kiss on your lips.

"I feel much better now, Y/N. Thank you."

He sits back, smiling, no, grinning down at you, and you sit wet from the water, both of your hands pulled to your chest after you frantingly clean the main one on your pants.

You sit in your bed, head in your hands. You already texted his mother, telling her you needed to speak with her in the morning. You didn't know what had gotten into him, and he tried to apologize after realizing what he did wrong, but he was not right. This needed to be corrected. No amount of pay and swear words would stop you. You opened your door to get some things from the restroom and almost tripped over a glass cup. You frowned; you had told Korm you didn't want tea when you set him up for bed.

"I am sorry for this."

It was written on the little post next to the cup. You threw it away and ran along to get your things. Take the cup with you and take a long sip. You would need it to sleep well tonight. However, as you walked, your head started hurting.

"what the hell-"

Your vision blurred as you collaged to the floor, the glass shattering before you.

"Naughty, aren't you. Leaving me. You were made for me; you will stay. I will make sure."

Korm giggles as your pitiful form is in front of him. He leans over, licking along your collarbone and up your neck as his needy hands are on your backside, pushing and grinding into you. You yell with a shiver, wracking through your body, trying desperately to escape.

Korm, in his sick, warped mind, seemed to enjoy the reaction he got from you and nipped at your ear, whispering into it.

"Your reactions are so much better when you are awake, Y/N. So cute, so pure, even if I have fucked up your pretty insides with my love for you already."

He moves his mouth down, leaving more marks of his love on his lips. You would be littered with them soon. Your cries and being for him to stop, to go back to how things were. He twisted in his ears, and all he could hear was your sweet noise when his lips were on you. Enjoying what he had wanted, not what he had dreamt of for so long.

You tried to move, but your hands were chained up to a spike in a hall, and no matter how hard you pulled, you wouldn't get free.

"Strong, right? They use those to hold even strong, cute little pets."

He holds your face.

"My cute little darling."

"Why. Why are you doing this, Korm how. How are you even out of bed? W-what...WHAT DID YOU PUT IN THAT TEA?" You yelled in his face

He scrunches up his face, lighting your chin.

"Bad Pets get punished, don't they, Y/N?"

You felt a searing pain in your thigh. A knife. A knife you had used just that morning to spread his jam. You scream, but he hungrily cuts you off with a deep kiss, shoving his tongue into your mouth.

"You are so beautiful..so delicious. I can just eat you up, Y/N. " He groaned, sliding down from your mouth into your belly, rubbing himself through his sweat pants, the knife still twisting in your leg. Sliding onto his knees, 

"Tell me you love me, Y/N, and will never leave me?" Another kiss, closer to your sex, made you want to crawl out of your skin. You try your best to remain silent.

"Because you know that I love you?" The red fluid leaking down your leg was licked off with a soft moan of glee.

"God, yes! It hurts, please, Korm, it hurts so bad. Please, please stop."

"And you love me too? TELL ME YOU LOVE ME TOO"

You scream in pain as he forces the knife deeper into your leg.

"Yes! I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU KORM." 

You feel the pleasure build up as he thrusts into you without mercy, taking the knife out of your leg. His laugh and smile are filled with his love for you as he licks the blade's blood.

"So sweet. So i n t o x i c c a t i n g"

 He was in pure heaven, your cute face under him, seeing your wimpers and moan escape your mouth. He noticed the tears he pounded into your hand, groping your chest, trusting repeatedly. You felt the pressure and pain build.

"No, I'm gonna cum..I don't want to cum. Please, please stop!" You pathetically whimpered.

A wave of shame, guilt, pain, and pleasure followed your high. Tears poured from your eyes as you tried to desperately wiggle out of your binds, but he held you tighter, biting into your shoulder and drawing blood as he came to his own completion.

You let out soft cries of despair as he finishes inside of you. The feeling of his overflowing seed dripping out of you was too much for your mind. The betrayal, the pain, and you felt disgusted even thinking it, but the primal pleasure you felt broke you. You let your head limp to your chest, physically and emotionally done. You just whispered I love you, I love you repeatedly. He takes your face just like you would in his hands and massages it gently, pressing your lips together but now for a kiss.

"I love you so much, Y/N. Now you can take care of me forever! Are you happy? Tell me that you are happy."

He grabs you harder and harder, his nails digging into your tear-stained face.

"....yes...I am so happy..forever."

The darkness that had been closing in on you was here. He would never let his perfect caretaker go.

Ever.

[beautifulpersonpeach]

Sorry in advance for this long ask.

So I've noticed with kpop that most of them just go with whatever the hype or narrative fed to them is. This includes the fans or even the groups themselves.

No matter how annoying ARMYs are, I actually feel they do this slightly less than the core kpop stans because so many armys start off as locals but still within the BTS nexus also we have so many dumb narratives that just get baked into the fandom. VMin being soulmates, Jungkook being the golden maknae, Bighit being 'different' from other KPop labels, Jimin being the king of fanservice, Namjoon and Yoongi being the best at rap (so presumably over Hobi) - all this is just bs with little basis in reality. Within kpop, things are even worse imo - literally sometimes it feels like they don't listen to songs, they just decide whether things are good based on concepts or vibes or some superficial crap like that.

Anyway, so the Jungkook is the golden maknae thing, the one who will breakout narrative has been pushed for ages. The reality is that the entire maknae line is somewhat recognised among the GP and pretty popular overall. If Like Crazy had the same push as Seven, it would have done the same or better. But for better or worse, JK is the chosen one. And the reason JK acts so bratty is because he knows this too. At his core I don't think JK is a bad guy but being positioned as "the one" for years and then being actively told so by 🛴 and Bang PD now has just fueled his negative traits. The latent bratty and cocky vibes just went up exponentially during the seven promo.

I also think JK got the gist of what fans were saying about his interviews and BB Hot #1 acceptance from last week and perhaps about the preferential treatment because this week he's been doing a lot of damage control. Oh I'm so surprised I won Mnet, omg you guys I /never/ expected to win Inkigayo. He acted so weird for BB #1 but suddenly he's back to good ol' humble Jungkook. Suddenly Jimin's commenting on his lives. Tae's coming to visit him at the music show. Look how happy the members are for his success everyone. Meanwhile JK does multiple lives almost everyday this week. Seems like he's going overdrive cleaning up all the missteps from last week.

Jimin is starting to piss me tf off as well. Who keeps laughing while they are getting whipped and humiliated? A fool. He wasn't always like this but I think Bighit's harsh contract and the other members gaslighting him with fake concern and love have trapped Jimin into this zombie puppet state. I just wish he leaves Bighit. They don't care about him. They care about their chosen golden maknae and he knows it but he stays there like a fool. The mistreatment has been going on for a long time so he could have left years ago before Bighit became this powerful Hybe but he chose to spend his time drinking and being unmotivated. Although I also think its the company's fault for not motivating him. Maybe he has PTSD that Hybe is using to manipulate his behavior, in addition to his harsh contract, and that's why he played along with JK on lives to do fanservice.

***

How odd. Did you actually mean to send this ask to me? Because the way this is written reads exactly like how I'd expect a solo stan to think. And you can't possibly have sent this to me, expecting me to take you seriously.

Anyway, I'm not sure what's happened in the last week for me to be receiving the barrage of weird asks I've been getting. Did one of you suddenly stumble on my blog and send it around a GC or something? Jung Kook got #1 on the Billboard Hot100 last week but it's not like it was unexpected. I mean, I did say shortly after Jimin's achievement in early April that others in the maknae-line will possibly achieve a Hot 100 too, and that was before we knew Seven was coming, that it was an English release that would get the PET treatment, that D2C sales were banned and Hybe America got involved meaning it would get even more support. So, that can't be the reason y'all are this animated. Really, nothing unexpected has happened so I don't understand why y'all are so agitated you've taken a liking to my inbox recently.

Anon, I have nothing to tell you except that if you had any self-awareness, you'd realize what's happening to you and take a clean break away from everything k-pop for a good long while. Not even just BTS, cause this, especially that last paragraph, all reads like it was written by someone who has gotten completely sucked in. And you need to get out.

[canirove]

Frenkie de Jong Imagine

Author’s note: This is a request from Wattpad. They wanted something sad, but I had no idea what to write. I told a friend about it, and she joked about last season when Manchester United kicked Barça out of the Europa League, so I used that as my inspiration. Is it sad? I don't know, tbh 😅 Also, no idea if he played that much and was one of the best. I don't watch Barça's games or keep up with them. Hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💜

Masterlist

"Frenkie, lunch is... What are you doing still in bed? And what are you listening to?" I say when I walk into our room.

"Break up songs."

"Why? Are you going to break up with me?"

"What? No, no. It isn't that."

"Then?"

"I'm sad and this helps" he shrugs.

"Ok... Why are you sad?"

"Why? Do you really have to ask why?"

"Yeah."

"This season sucks! I suck!"

"You don't suck, Frenkie" I chuckle.

"Yes, I do! The whole team does!"

"You won 5-0 this weekend. That isn't something a team that sucks do" I say, moving to sit on the bed next to him.

"But what did we do on Wednesday? Lose 0-4 against Real Madrid and at home, which meant goodbye to the Copa del Rey."

"Yeah... That was unexpected."

"It wasn't. We suck. Or have you forgotten what happened in Europe?"

"You..."

"We got kicked out twice. Twice!"

"Second time was against a big team like Manchester United, it can happen."

"But we are freaking Barcelona! We should be able to win or at least put up a fight against other big European teams and don't look like fools!"

"You didn't look like fools, Frenkie. It was so tight anyone could have won."

"But who won? Them" he says, covering his head with the duvet. "I should have signed for them."

"What?" I laugh.

"With them I would have won something already. And since Casemiro is constantly out because of red cards, I would be playing a lot."

"You also are playing a lot here. You are always named amongst the best of the team."

"Yet look at us. We aren't winning a thing" he scoffs.

"You are going to win La Liga."

"Or not."

"Frenkie..."

"Or not!" he says, uncovering his head and sitting up. "Yes, Real Madrid are losing points, but look at what they did the other day! At what they do in the Champions League! They could suddenly change and win all the games from here to the end of the season!"

"I doubt it" I chuckle.

"But they can!"

"And the world can end tomorrow for all we know!"

"It actually can, yes. And it will find me here, feeling sorry about myself" he says, laying down again.

"Frenkie..." I sigh.

"Hello from the outsideeeee... At least I can say that I've trieeeeeed" he sings.

"Ok, I've had enough" I say, grabbing his phone from the bedside table and turning off the music.

"Hey! I was singing!"

"And destroying my ears in the process."

"Sorry."

"That's what you are gonna stop being, yes. Sorry for yourself."

"I can't."

"Yes, you can. Because my boyfriend isn't a quitter. If he was, I wouldn't be here."

"What?" Frenkie says.

"How many times did I say no to going out on a date with you?"

"13."

"Wait, so many?" I laugh.

"Yeah. A bit creepy on my side to keep insisting, but" he shrugs.

"A bit, yes. But you never gave up."

"Because I love you."

"And do you know what else you love? Football. That's why you aren't going to give up, and are gonna keep playing, showing how good you are and winning La Liga at the end of the season."

"But..."

"No, no buts. You are gonna get out of that bed, take a shower while I change the sheets, and then we are gonna have lunch together. No more crying or destroying Adele's songs."

"It wasn't that bad..."

"It was worse" I chuckle. "And tomorrow, you are gonna go train and kick some asses, which is what you will do in the next game, and the next, and then the next after that one. Understood?"

"But what if..."

"Nope. The Frenkie I know and love doesn't give up."

"Maybe that Frenkie is gone..."

"Then maybe I'll have to leave him and find myself a new boyfriend. Is Pedri single?"

"You only like blondes" he laughs.

"Maybe I'm done with them" I shrug.

"Ok, fine. I'll stop feeling sorry for myself. There still is a title to win, games to play."

"Exactly" I smile. "Now get out of that bed and go shower. Chop, chop."

"I'm doing it, I'm doing it" he says, slowly leaving the bed.

"Good boy" I smile again. "But can't believe that what made you change your mind was me saying that I was going to leave you for Pedri" I tease him.

"That wasn't it."

"Sure..."

"It wasn't" he says, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me against him. "You would never change a blonde for a brunette."

"Well..."

"Never" he repeats.

"Nah, you are right. I like my blonde way too much."

"Even if he sometimes does lame things like feeling sorry for himself while listening to Adele?"

"Even so" I laugh.

"I love you."

"I love you too. And once you've showered, I will love you even more."

"Ok, message received. I stink."

"A bit, yes" I giggle.

"Thank you for everything. You are the best."

"I know. And now go shower!" I say, pushing him away from me.

"Ok, ok. No need to get violent" he says, sticking out his tongue and laughing his ass off when he dodges the pillow I've thrown at him.

[orchidsangel]

okay so i’m usually more of a silent follower (i’ve only like sent one ask ever) but i kinda love your posts/talks about things that you love (even if it’s not necessarily something i care about,,i just love it when people talk about their interests it’s amazing),, so i’m kinda curious about why do you think sos should have won over midnights,,, not saying that sos is bad or anything i actually love the album and sza but i was rooting for midnights honestly and personally think it deserves the title for many reasons,,, like i’m NOT saying that sos didn’t deserve to be aoty on the contrary, all the albums that were nominated are amazing and all had their big impact and the title is very subjective and ngl, this is one of those years where the nominees are all so good it’s actually quite a tough competition to choose between, but personally i found that midnights deserved it the most so i’m actually really curious to know your opinion on why sos should have gotten it

(i’ve already seen so much discourse about this for the past week on twitter but obviously. it’s twitter. so they don’t have any valable reasons except just pure hatred, misogyny, slut shaming and obviously racism)

Okay, so first off, thank you for sending in this ask and allowing me to speak about something I care about!! Second of all, when you added racism in the "don't have any valuable reasons section" what did you mean by that? I'm not coming for you or anything. I'm just curious if you meant racism towards Taylor or if you mean racism towards SZA.

anyways, now for my thoughts.

So, while I obviously agree that SOS is a great album, the part I disagree with is Midnights being a good album. I don't like it; I never did, and I probably never will. And this isn't me being a Taylor hater; I am a Taylor Swift enjoyer and have sat down and listened to a few of her albums. While none of them absolutely stunned me, I do think she's an overall good musician and can make a relatively good body of work. Midnights is a snoozefest. It's boring and doesn't hold a candle to the rest of her discography, which I feel fine saying because I know there are a significant amount of swifties and non-swifties alike that agree.

To me, midnights is nothing special, and most of the songs blend together. It's not completely bad, though; it has its good moments, but the many cons, i.e., boring instrumentals, mediocre lyrics, no super deep meanings, etc. outweigh the very few pros, i.e., Snow On The Beach ft. Lana Del Rey, but more importantly, Snow On The Beach ft. more Lana del Rey. And I just can't get behind Midnight's winning album of the year after being the pinnacle of mediocrity.

Now, if you wanna talk about impact, let's talk about impact. Midnights broke tons of records, most notably taking up all ten top spots on the Billboard Hot 100 chart, a feat that no other artist has managed to accomplish. But that wasn't because the album was good or because the general public was tuned in; it's because of streaming culture, because, like most fandoms these days, swifties are rabid and reaching for the charts. That, combined with the sheer size of Taylor Swift's fanbase, means that the album was bound to do well regardless of whether it was good or not.

SOS, on the other hand, obviously didn't chart nearly as well as midnights (although it definitely did chart, like, let's get that straight bc Snooze didn't leave the chart at all last year). But that doesn't automatically mean that it was less impactful, because charts aren't that reliable these days so you have to find other means of calculating impact, and this is when we turn to social media.

(I'll be using tiktok for reference as I feel that since the app relies on music as its #1 source of content, that's the best representation for my argument)

So I'm an avid TikTok user, chronically online, way too invested in drama that doesn't involve me, a loser, blah blah blah whatever, who cares. The point is that I spend enough time on TikTok to be able to observe many different trends going on at the same time and their musical origins. There are so. many. songs. on SOS that trended on tiktok. You could not escape SZA on that app, not even if you wanted to.

Kill Bill, Seek & Destroy, Low, Blind, Snooze, Ghost in the Machine, Shirt, I Hate U, Good Days, etc.

All songs that I've heard on TikTok at one point or another, some of them having their own designated trends to go along with certain lines, and I'm sure there's more I missed.

This specific point means so much to me because I need you to understand that I didn't listen to SOS in full until WAY into 2023 (the album came out in 2022 for reference), and each track was so familiar because I had already heard so many of them on TikTok.

Now, I'm not saying that there weren't any songs on midnights that trended on TikTok. Obviously, there were. i.e., Karma, bejeweled, Midnight Rain, that one part in The Great War, etc., but when I say that most of the songs from Midnights that trended on TikTok were pretty much always used in the context of Taylor Swift, I mean that. I cannot stress this enough. If there was a song from Midnights playing in the video, then I can guarantee that Taylor was being mentioned in that same video, whether it be the eras tour, speculation about her and Joe Alwyn's breakup, her and Travis Kelce, speculation about which Taylor's version album was coming out next, or literally anything pertaining to her at all.

You might think that this is a stupid point, but to me, it's a good example of the fact that it wasn't an album the general public was interested in. And I think for an award like Album of the Year at the Grammys, the album in question should be one that is either objectively good, incredibly poetic, and thoughtful with a deep message, or beloved by the general public, and midnights wasn't any of those.

As for the misogyny and slutshaming, I'd never in a million years agree with that and don't condone that by any means. Pure hatred, if unwarranted, isn't something I really care about either because I'm a hater at my core and have a lot of one-sided beef with people who don't know me. But I will say that most people I know who don't like Taylor Swift do actually have one or two valid reasons. It's not that hard to find them, what with white feminism, not using her platform for good, dating a known racist, and committing ecological warfare, amongst other things.

If the racism you're referring to is in regards to people bringing up her privilege as a white woman, and it bothers you that people are bringing it up, then I'm sorry, but I'm not the person you want to talk to about that because I won't agree. The Grammys have a history of snubbing black and POC artists in general to favor their white counterparts; in fact, the entire music industry has a history of it, and this situation isn't any different in my eyes.

Anyway, that's most of all I have to say. Thank you for asking again, I'd love to hear why you thought Midnights should have won.

[random-writer-person]

Twist and Shout

Remus Lupin x Reader

Word count: 1969

warnings: mentions of alcohol and being drunk

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the Gryffindor just won a quidditch match so of course we were having a big party. the party has been going on for about an hour and you could say you drank a little bit too much. swaying around trying to find your friends you see Sirius and Remus standing in a corner together talking so you went to them.

"heyyyy guys oh my godddd you guys are the best I love youuuu," you said slowly leaning into Remus because you can't stand straight.

"hey y/n how much have you had to drink?" Remus says trying to help you stand up straight.

"oh, I don't know people just keep handing me drinks," you say laughing a little then you hear the song change. "OH MY GOD THE BEETLES COME DANCE WITH ME" You pull Sirius with you and he hesitantly follows. As soon as you get on the dance floor you are recreating the scene from dirty dancing with the song twist and shout playing. slowly Sirius starts getting into it and you're both dancing and grinding on each other being too drunk to notice Remus glaring at you both from the corner.

"come on and twist a little closer now" Sirius sings quietly and you twist your hips up his leg throwing your head back. that seemed to do it for Remus came to you guys.

"I think I'll take it from here," he said gently taking your arm.

"Remusss will you dance with me?" you say putting your arms around him. he nods so you start dancing with him as you did with Sirius. As you're dancing you start getting more and more tired as the alcohol caught up with you and you laid your head on his shoulder.

"you wanna go to bed love?" Remus asks slightly pulling away from you, being too tired to respond you just nod your head a little bit so Remus picked you up putting your legs on either side of him and took you down to the girl's dorms. once in there he gently put you down on your bed and pulled your shoes off before putting the blanket on you right before he left he felt your hand on his wrist.

"you're such a good guy Remus this is why I have a crush on you thank you for putting me to bed," you said slowly falling asleep.

"Please tell me that again in the morning," he said blushing then put your hand back down on the bed and then left closing the door behind him. All night he was tossing and turning thinking about what you said and hoping it wasn't just the alcohol talking.

~ time skip ~

when you woke up you had a terrible headache and you couldn't remember a thing. all you knew is that somehow you ended up in bed with your dress still on so you got up and went to shower and got ready for breakfast.

when you walked into the grand hall you headed straight for your friends sitting beside Remus smiling at them.

"Miss Life of the party is awake welcome," Sirius says with a chuckle. you turn red.

"oh no what did I do I don't remember anything," you said putting your hands on your cheeks.

"well most of the night you were just wandering around drinking not too bad then you found me and Remus and forced me to dance to twist and shout with you as you grinned on my leg," he said with a small smile.

"oh my god I'm so sorry," you said burying your head in your hands. "did I do anything else?" you peeked an eye out.

"well you also grinned against Remus but then he took you to bed," Sirius said taking a sip of his drink.

"oh god Remus I'm so sorry I shouldn't have drank so much," you said turning bright red.

"It's fine love don't worry about it you're quite a good dancer," Remus said with a wink at that you turned red and squeaked. Remus has never been flirty with you before what is happening. you turn away from him eyes wide face red questioning everything and just choosing to ignore it for now in favour of eating. after a bit of eating the boys talked you mostly stayed quiet while eating your food you had to head to class.

"hey guys we got to go to class," you said standing up and grabbing your messenger bag.

"oh right forgot it's not the weekend let's go," Sirius said with a little groan and standing up with the rest of them and you all walk to potions together. Remus was standing rather close to you the whole walk. so close that your hands kept brushing against each other. your face was so red you were trying to think of a way to hide it but you couldn't think of anything.

"you look rather nice when you're blushing," Remus said in a whisper leaning down to your ear. again your eyes widened and you just blushed. when you got to potions you went to go sit with lily like you usually do but Remus followed you, you were confused but chose not to say anything.

"hey lily, you think I could sit next to y/n today?" he said standing beside her. you look up at him confusion written all over your face while Lily looked from him then to you with a smirk.

"oh sure I'll go sit with... James" she said happy until she realized she'd have to sit with James but going to sit with him anyway.

"James put you up to that?" you asked while he put his bag down and sat.

"no, I just wanted to sit with you but guess it worked out for him" You both turn to see James smiling at Lily while she gave him a tight-lipped grin back not happy.

"worked out for James but not Lily" you laugh a little Remus joins in. "so why'd you wanna sit with me I'm no good at potions the only reason I'm passing is because of Lily," you said chuckling he just smiled back.

"I like being around you don't worry I can help you with potions," he said leaning down to grab his potions book out of his bag. Remus is being strange he's never this flirty or forward with you what happened since yesterday? you couldn't figure it out you still can't remember anything. Before you could question Remus Professor Slughorn and you tried to pay attention to the lesson but you just couldn't seem to look away from Remus.

"miss y/l/n can you answer my question?" Slughorn asked you. oh no you weren't paying attention what was the question?

"say amortentia" Remus whispered so quietly you just heard him barley

"uh amortentia?" you said in a normal voice.

"very well seems like you can listen and stare at Mr. Lupin at the same time," Slughorn said while turning back to the lesson you turn bright red while the other kids in the class laugh James and Sirius being the loudest, though Lily was fast to shut them up. you look down trying to hide as much as possible from Remus but when you sneak a peak he's just taking notes while smirking to himself. for the rest of the lesson, you pretend to take notes while you're just doodling little pictures on your parchment.

~ time skip ~

after the lessons were over and it was time for lunch you were too embarrassed to go sit with your friends so you walk in and just grab a piece of toast about to walk out you hear Remus.

"hey y/n where you going?" he says waving a little at you.

"I'm gonna try and get some homework done in my dorm before the next class," you say waving while walking backwards and then hurrying out of the main hall. As soon as you're out the doors you take a deep breath and head to the black lake trying to clear your mind and figure out what I going on with Remus. after a while, you decided it was time to head back to the school for class Lucky you didn't see Remus till last period so you have a little more time to think.

~ time skip ~

once you got in the last-period class you immediately see Remus beside where you usually sit again so you cautiously head over.

"Hey Remus," you say as casually as possible while putting your bag down and sitting.

"hey I went to your dorm to see if I could help you with your work and you weren't there where did you go?" he said looking up from his book.

"oh sorry I decided last minute that I wanted to go down to the black lake it's so peaceful there," you say smiling.

"it's fine I was just worried about you" he smiled back you blush a little at his concern as you were about to answer the teacher walks into the class so you start paying attention. you were so focused on the lesson that when you felt a finger tap your hand you jumped a little but it was just Remus trying to pass you a note so you pick it up and read it.

'will you go to the black lake with me after class?'

you look at him to see he's already looking at you so all you do is nod he smiles and you smile back. the rest of class was filled with thoughts about what Remus wanted to go to the black lake with you for. as soon as the teacher dismisses you you grab your stuff and wait for Remus to be ready, in those few seconds James comes over.

"you guys coming to dinner?" he asks mostly looking at Remus.

"no we're going to go for a walk we'll probably be there by the end though," Remus said putting his hand on your back James nods and heads off while Remus starts walking hand still on your back you follow. you don't talk the whole way to the lake getting more and more nervous every second you're about to burst when you finally make it to the tree by the black lake and Remus sits down patting the spot next to him.

"I'm sorry I've been strange today but I needed to figure something out," he says as soon as you are sat beside him.

"what do you mean?" you ask very confused.

"last night while I was trying to help you to bed you told me that you have a crush on me. of course, I was hoping it wasn't the alcohol but when you said you didn't remember what happened I knew you wouldn't tell me so I thought flirting with you would be the best way to see if you do like me," he said looking at the lake the whole time you're blushing because you didn't know you said that and you were embarrassed.

"And did you figure it out?" you said looking down at your knees.

"well I can't be fully sure but I think that you do and in that case, I like you too very very much," he says you look up at him in shock which slowly changes to a big smile.

"thank goodness I do like you Remus" he smiles back and slowly takes your hand in his.

"Will you go on a date with me y/n?" Remus says smiling down at you.

"yes of course I will," you say nodding your head he chuckles then leans in slowly you do too until finally you meet in the middle for an earth shatteringly amazing kiss.

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hope you guys enjoyed

XOXO

Good day night whatever

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In the cold November Rain Part 3

Eddie Munson/Fem!Reader Steve Harrington/Fem!Reader  Ao3

TW: Story runs congruent to events in the show. If you know what happens in season 4, then you'll know how this will end.*Be warned.* 18+ Eventually Smut, Angst, High School Fuckery, Drinking, Drugs Let me know if I miss any.

Can you have two great loves in a lifetime?

You've had the ideal childhood in Hawkins with your best friend & protector Steve Harrington. When it's ripped away, can you pick up the pieces? Eddie Munson may be able to help.

A story about the pain of growing up, unrequited love, and loss.

Part 3/12? Masterlist

Sincerest & Eternal Thanks To @loveshotzz A magnificent writer & phenomenal human who sparked my Eddie love. I never would have posted this without her.

Inspired by @loveshotzz & notes by @eddieandbird

The week after your sixteenth birthday, you return home after school to find your dad standing in the driveway, smiling, beside a mint green Volkswagen Beetle. Steve had received a BMW the month before and chauffeured you back and forth from school every day. You excitedly sit in the driver's seat and turn over the engine. It loudly rumbles to life, making a high-pitched sort of jeet-jeet noise.

"Christ, that things loud."

"Watch your mouth, son." Your dad warns him.

"Thank you, Daddy. I love it!" You jump out of the car to hug him.

"She will be lucky if she doesn't wind up stranded on a deserted road, where some creep will find her." Steve rants.

"Who's the father here?" Your dad asks, rubbing the roof of your car. "I wouldn't put my little girl in something unreliable."

"I don't see why she needs a car. I'll take her wherever she needs to go."

"Son, she needs her own life. She can't keep following you around everywhere. You're not always going to be around." An uncomfortable silence falls over the three of you. "Go on, take it for a spin," your dad encourages. That car was your first taste of freedom, and you drove it for years until it was beyond repair.

During the summer before Junior year, one name changed your life forever. Jackie Taylor. What she lacked in brains, she made up for in boobs, and you hated her with an unbridled passion. You may still consider running her over if given the opportunity. She had a terrible reputation. Of course, Steve was obsessed with her. Nicole and Carol hated her too. She had slept with Nicole's boyfriend at the end of last year. The three of you froze her out of your social circle, but Steve was persistent. He climbed into your window the weekend before school started.

"You know I could be naked in here." You point out. You were lying on your bed with a stack of Teen Beat magazines. He sits on the stool of your vanity table.

"I keep trying," he teases. "I need to ask you for a favor."

"What?" you ask, suspicious of his tone.

"It's about Jackie."

"No!" you cry and hide your head under your pillow.

"Come on. It's for me" You feel the bed dipping beside you as he sits. He peeks underneath your pillow, giving you his best puppy dog face. "You love me. You will do anything for me." He says in a sing-song voice.

"Ugh! What? What do you want?" He smiles, knowing he's won.

"I just want you to be friends with Jackie. Nicole and Carol are so mean to her. If she had a nice girl to be friends with, I don't think she'd be so-"

"Loose?"

"Hey, that's my girlfriend you're talking about." He warns. "I just think you would be a good influence. And if you accept her, the other girls will too."

"Please don't make me do this," you whine. "This is going to end badly, I know it. Besides, she hates me. She'll never agree."

"She's fine with it."

"You already told her I would, didn't you?" You ask, narrowing your eyes. God, did he make you mad sometimes.

"I'll owe you one," he promises.

So you made an effort for him, and he was right. Once you accepted her, so did the rest of the group. At first, she wasn't so bad. You sat with her at a few of Steve's swim meets. She was friendly and complimentary. She sucked you in by repeating the nice things Steve had told her about you. She started sitting with you during the few classes you shared. She was bubbly and outgoing, and you started understanding why Steve liked her. She spent the night at your house exactly once. You were having a great time until Steve knocked at your window, taking her with him. She returned a few hours later with her hair a mess and her clothes inside out. Unimpressed, you reminded him you weren't running a daycare.

Then you realized his ulterior motive. You were supposed to watch her. You weren't the only one she was friendly with. She flirted shamelessly with anyone that gave her any attention. She started talking to you about other boys. It began under the guise of wanting to help you find a boyfriend, but it became pretty obvious she was shopping for herself.

You noticed that she would go missing during parties when Steve was occupied with beer pong or friends from his team. She crossed the line when she practically threw herself at Mike Andrews during health class.

"Hi, Mike." She giggled, blocking the aisle with her leg. "If you want to pass, you must pay the toll."

"Oh yeah? What do you want, Jackie?" He asked, mesmerized by the cleavage practically popping out of her low-cut sweater.

"I'm not sure yet. How about we talk about it at Tina's party this weekend?"

After he was seated. You asked, "What about Steve?"

"Oh, relax, I'm just kidding around." She waved you off.

Between school work and Steve’s love life, it was a stressful start to a new school year, and you were ready to blow off a little steam. Greg Collins was already in the backseat of Steve's car when he came to pick you up for Tina's party that Saturday. You happily bounced to the passenger side, wearing your new navy polka dot skirt and light blue button-up. It's a little shorter than what you usually wear. The flowy material hits mid-thigh instead of just over the knee. As you sank into the soft leather of the front seat, it rode up a little higher. Steve stared down at your legs and then gave you a look you weren't sure how to interpret.

"What?" You ask, buckling yourself in.

"That's what you're wearing?" he asks, pulling out of your driveway.

"Yeah. It's new. What's wrong with it?"

"You're going to have to move to the backseat when we get Jackie's," he says, ignoring your question.

You cross your arm and huff. You always ride shotgun. "Don't worry, there's plenty of room back here," Greg teases.

"You try anything, and you're dead Collins," Steve warns, looking at him in the rearview. That reaction made up for having to change seats. Almost. Jackie came out of her house wearing tight acid-washed jeans and a crop top that clearly had nothing underneath, judging by how she jiggled as she walked. Steve was practically drooling all over his steering wheel.

"Hi Greg," Jackie gave him a little wave and wink after shoving her tongue down Steve's throat as a greeting. You pushed your jealousy and distrust to the back of your mind, determined to have a fun night.

Once you got to Tina's, you went straight for the keg. Steve’s early swim meet in Noblesville the following day meant he wouldn’t drink too much and would be sober enough to drive. You down your first beer faster than usual and go for a second. Raise a little hell by Trooper is blasting through the speakers in the living room, where you join Nicole and Carol to dance. You bounce on your toes and swing your hips, raising your cup in the air while singing out the lyrics. You catch Steve watching you from his spot on the couch where he sat with Jackie and a few members of the swim team. You raise your glass toward him in a little toast before taking a big gulp and turning back to your dance partners. He smiles and shakes his head before going back to his conversation. Madonna is next. You grab hold of Carol to keep her dancing with you. Soon a few more people come over to join you, and you end up dancing until you're sweaty and out of breath. Two beers had turned into three, and you're feeling tipsier than usual.

You refill your cup again, vowing to sip it this time, and walk outside to let the night air cool you down. Tina's parents had recently returned from Hawaii, and her mother insisted on making the back patio into a tiki utopia. Colorful string lights ran along the side of the house, complimenting the pineapple torches that dotted the lawn. There were parrot and tiki god statues next to signs welcoming you to paradise. In the center of all the kitsch, Eddie Munson sits at a table across from Greg Adams.

"Hi Greg," you say, stopping beside Eddie. You dramatically lean across the table towards him, propping your head up on your elbows, bending at the waist with your ass up in the air. From this angle, he can see right down your shirt, and you squeeze your arms at your sides to push your cleavage up even further. "Do you want to take me on a walk?"

Greg swallows, and his eyes are definitely where you expected them to be. Not on your face. "Umm…I would love to.” He glances nervously towards the house. “But Harrington will cut off my balls."

"Too bad. Maybe next time." You say as you plop yourself onto Eddie's lap and take his arm to wrap it around your waist. Greg is staring, dumbfounded.

"Bye, Greg." You give him a little finger wave. He stands and leaves, no doubt going to tattle.

You turn to make eye contact with Eddie. His amused face is inches from yours. "Hi." You push yourself off his lap and take the seat next to him.

"Greg Adams? Really, Princess?"

"Nah. I knew he'd never go for it. Sometimes it's just nice to feel wanted." You kick off your shoe and put your leg on Eddie's lap. His hand wraps around your ankle.

"I wouldn't think that would be a problem for you. Since you're scaring off my customers, what can I do for you?"

"Do you want to have a drink with me?"

"I'm working, Princess. I think maybe you've already had enough for both of us?" He eyes your cup.

You narrow your eyes at him and take a big swig of your beer. "Okay. How about some conversation then. I think you might be the only interesting person here."

"Is the stimulating conversation about balls not to your liking, Your Highness?"

You roll your eyes and start to pull your leg away, but he grips it tighter and runs his hand up a little further on your calf, leaving little tingles in its wake.

"Uh-oh. Here comes Daddy. He doesn't look very happy. I guess I got caught with my hand in the cookie jar." You look over your shoulder. Steve is standing by the door, glaring at you with his hands on his hips. You drop your leg and slip back into your shoe. "You should probably run along before Daddy takes you over his knee. Unless that's what you are hoping for? What do you think, Princess? Would you like a good spanking?"

You finish your beer. Standing up, you place your hands on the armrests of Eddie's chair, caging him in. You lean forward to whisper in his ear. "It depends on who's giving it." You pull away, feeling triumphant that you got in the last word. The look on his face makes you second-guess that as heat spreads through you. You decide to leave before anything more is said.

"What did Munson want?" Steve asks as you join him. "Nothing. I'm just making friends." You tell him, throwing your arms around his neck. His hands land on your hips." Uh-huh," He says, looking behind you, still glaring at Eddie. "I think everyone wants to be your friend in that skirt."

"What does that make you then?" He looks down at you with soft eyes and a cocky smirk. "Me? I'm your best friend." He's smiling. This is the Steve you love, playful and open. "I think it's time to leave. I’ve got to get up early, and I think you’ve made enough friends tonight."

"Sure. I need the ladies. I'll meet you at the car."

There's a line for the downstairs bathroom, so you climb the stairs to use the one connected to Tina's parent's room. At the end of the hallway, two people are leaning against a closed door. It was the noises they were making that drew your attention. Mike Andrews had one hand on Jackie's ass, the other under her shirt, their mouths suctioned together. You clear your throat loudly. When they notice you standing there, Jackie doesn't even have the decency to look guilty.

"Steve is ready to leave," you tell her as Mike pushes past you to head down the stairs.

"Don't look at me like that," Jackie says, ensuring everything is tucked back under her shirt. "It was just a kiss. We aren't married or anything."

"You tell him, or I will."

"You're just jealous. Move on already. He's not the only big dick in school."

"You would know." You say, crossing your arms.

"You just screwed up, Bitch."

Sunday afternoon, you sit on the trunk of Steve’s car in the school parking lot, waiting for him to return with the rest of the team. You tell him what happened at Tina’s last night and your suspicions about the other parties. The pained look on his face breaks your heart. You’re no fan of Jackie’s, but you love him enough that you want him to be happy, even if that’s not with you.

"She's cheating on you. I'm sorry." He nods and leaves you standing alone in the parking lot.

That evening Carol and Nicole wouldn't take your calls. Neither would Steve. You finally cornered Carol the next day during first period. "Jackie told us how you're obsessed with Steve, and you made up that lie to break them up. That's pretty low. Especially dragging Mike into it."

"That's not true. Why would I do that?"

"Because you've had a crush on him since middle school, and everyone knows it. Steve knows it too."

You feel like the room is spinning. You need to talk to Steve. You walk right onto the basketball court in the middle of his gym class, blocking his way.

"I can't talk to you right now." He tries blowing you off. But you stand your ground holding his eyes.

"Harrington!" Coach blows his whistle. "Take care of your business off my court."

You follow him outside, and he repeats what Carol told you.

"And you believe her? You think I would lie to you?"

"I don't know. Haven't you been lying to me for a long time?" He asks with his hands on his hips.

"I knew this was going to happen," you yell.

"Hey, lower your voice. Don't make a scene. She said I have to choose. You or her. I can't lose her. I think I might love her."

"This is a nightmare. I just need to wake up." You say, rubbing your temples.

"Look, it won't be forever. Just give her a chance to calm down. Then you can apologize, and things will go back to normal."

"You want me to apologize to her? What's wrong with you? She's probably cheating on you with half the school." You're yelling, and people have stopped to watch.

He grabs your forearm and pulls you closer. "I think you should take this time and make some friends of your own." He says quietly in a calm voice. "Maybe you'll even find a boyfriend. I want that for you. You're not happy hanging around with me all the time. The truth is you're way too good for me. You should try and find someone better."

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Part 4

[chaserainbows]

Week 4

(3 comedy challenges in a row if you're not funny it's so over)

Will continues to collect the mini challenge money and I'm trying to figure out which previous contestant he's doing a photoshoot with because Will himself was a contestant on season 3 (he placed 6th and won Miss Congeniality)

Maybe that's why he won the mini challenge

And the challenge of this episode is the ICONIC Snatch Game where everyone chooses a celebrity to impersonate and clown around with

Most of the impersonations that the simulator comes up with are references I don't know but I do appreciate Will doing Bob Ross it's very on brand for him

And apparently Will does GREAT as Bob Ross the role really was made for him

Shauntal also does a good job as whoever that was, in my fantasy her Snatch Game character was Velma

Meanwhile these 4 don't do super well, Lucian would probably fall for the common trap of doing a character you can't really make any jokes about and Aaron has a pretty juvenile sense of humor so his Snatch Game (as I dunno Wednesday Addams or something) must've been a cringefest

LYNN YOU'RE IN DANGER

The runway category is zodiac signs and Sidney (a Cancer) does a really badass crab-themed look while Aaron finally brings a good runway as a scorpion

Grusha manages to save himself with a good runway (I think he's a Capricorn so you could say that he's the GOAT) and Shauntal and Candice break into the top 3 which is especially good for Candice since she's been almost there the entire time

But look at the question right at the end we have DRAMA

Lynn says that Aaron should go home for his runways which is pretty valid since this is his best runway week so far and he was still one of the worst and LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE SAYS LYNN

Shauntal and Candice are especially harsh at her like oof but then again Lucian and Aaron are their friends

Will gets his first win after completely crushing this challenge and Shauntal and Candice are high I'm trying to think of a good Snatch Game character for Candice

The bottom 3 is Lynn Aaron and Lucian but Lynn's safe again (because she really wasn't as bad as Aaron or Lucian) and so she survives yet again for another week you CANNOT get rid of Lynn

Meanwhile we have a Sinnoh Elite 4 faceoff this one will be FOR THE AGES

We're not doing a Rupaul song that's for when there's no budget

much better

It's actually not much of a battle which makes sense since Lucian would probably be very overwhelmed by having to perform a lipsync in front of an audience especially against Aaron so he's VERY far from his comfort zone

We've seen Aaron do better than this but in my fantasy he's holding back out of concern for Lucian

And with that Aaron wins and Lucian's the second eliminated as well as the first out of the Lucian Squad to be eliminated which is kinda ironic

You know he'll get a group hug from Shauntal Will and Aaron before he leaves though (but a very brief one because he doesn't like to be touched)

Meanwhile in Untucked Shauntal's drowning her sorrows apparently and Garreth clocks Aaron for having bad runways while Grusha's grumpy over almost landing in the bottom 3 and Sidney rolls his eyes at it because there's no way Grusha would be in the bottom 2 this episode

Candice and Grusha are besties now I don't know when this happened but I stan

Will and Shauntal's best episode so far being when Aaron and Lucian land in the bottom is so cursed but also we have another storyline

[onceuponalegendbg-rwby]

Reaction to RWBY Crew Commentary V9

Alright, as is tradition at this point, got my copy of the Blu Ray so let's get started.

Okay, first of all, before I even hop into the commentary, I love that the title screen for the menu is Ruby falling through that mural in the OP. That is... That is so cool man! Whoever thought of that... I love you. You're a genius.

So we start off with Kerry, Eddy, Laurie (hope I spelled that right). And addressing how they had to work mostly from home on this volume and the challenges that caused.

Yeah, quick reunion was the right call. I mean, we did the Team RWBY split for two volumes (4 and 5) and then again in V8. Don't keep the girls apart again.

Little origins! Give me! Someone that starts how Ruby started...

I mean... yeah, I assumed Ruby knew about Penny from Weiss. Like... duh.

Same peeps for episode 2 but also with Paula? Again, I hope I heard that right.

Return of Blake the Book Nerd.

Yang and Blake kind of dig the Ever After, Weiss hates it, and Ruby is lost in her thoughts.

Luci improvised Little's little song.

Oh, Yang might still think this is a dream so nothing here matters... That's an idea. Everyone grieves differently...

Man I love Weiss in this episode.

"We can't have her be the butt of every joke." .... I want to see what they cut.

Episode 3! We've picked up Conner, Dustin, and Kiersi! Lost Laura and Paula.

The animation is so good man.

Putting away depression to help her friends.

Prince Trauma(TM)

Neo Scary.

Episode 4. Kerry, Eddy, Miles and Dustin.

Curious talk.

Self critic!

"She learned her lesson in the end, right?" "Oh, I'd certainly say so."

"If there's something Ruby can blame herself for, do it!"

"Cat wanted to scope out which one of the girls was weakest."

Shout out to the VAs!!

Chapter 5: Kerry, Eddy, Paula, Kiersi!

Cat is dismissive of WBY. Focuses only on Ruby.

The Blacksmith: The Ever After itself is now reaching out to Ruby.

Walking the line between the audience knowing that Ruby needs help and WBY not quite understanding how bad it is.

Making sure the emblem wasn't on Ruby's model after was a pain.

"Oh no, he's hot."

Episode 6: Kerry, Eddy, Yssa, Laura.

The difference between Jaune having already lived for many years with this guilt in the Ever After and RWBY who are still fresh.

How protective Kerry is of the Bee scene is amazing.

There was an idea that the vision Alyx saw was that she saw that someone in her party was going to keep her from returning home, and it ultimately is herself before the Cat kills her.

Ya'll have already seen other posts about Kerry and crew's thoughts on the Bee scene and what it means for the Yang and Blake so I won't go into all that because, yeah, can't say it better.

"They were actually in front of each other the whole time." Excuse me!

"Now she has to step up again." ....Ow.

Episode 7: Kerry, Eddy, Miles, Dustin? I think that's what I heard.

How the meeting went: "Well he can't have been doing nothing, that would be really disappointing." *Beat of silence* "Oh, that would be really disappointing." Evil geniuses.

Stuck in the pattern of trying to be the hero. Both incredibly busy and doing nothing.

"He's more lost than ever."

Fighting on a hill. I'd never considered the complications of that either.

Miles and Lindsey kill this scene man. It's so good.

Episode 8 (oh boy): Kerry, Eddy, Miles, Paula, Kiersi.

Had to cut an episode due to scheduling and budget. Scary to have to rework that.

Mad Hatter's Tea Party.

The flowers on the Tea Cups are Forget-Me-Nots.

Imposter Syndrome.

Neo landed on the Brother's Acre.

"Neither one of them won that fight." Neo and Ruby.

Episode 9: Kerry, Eddy, Yssa, Dustin, Kiersi.

Blacksmith is a therapist.

Weiss is the best, true.

What do the characters want?

Episode 10: Kerry, Eddy, Yssa, Kiersi, Dustin.

Aw, their kids contributed some of the background drawings for Yang and Ruby's room.

Furious Cat.

"She's the self that chose herself." "She emerges herself but different."

"I'm so happy." I love how much they love this show.

"How do we not redeem her but give her this sort of neutral path?"

Oh man, I'm tearing up before Somewhat even shows up.

Somewhat is no longer defined by having one purpose.

Dude, they keep talking about not wanting this to be filler so they had the backstory of the Brothers but I will always stand by that if the characters learn and grow as people then it will never be filler. So from the beginning this was never going to be filler.

"One small kindness, in one small moment, led to such a marvelous transformation." That line always destroys me.

Whelp, that's a wrap on the commentary for V9. Now... we wait.

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

right now my absolute favorite musical is wicked, coinciding with my perpetual oz interest (I hope I used that word correctly). I used to listen to Dear Evan Hansen quite a lot but haven’t listened to it in a while. Except for “a part of me”, one of the cut songs.

can I ask why it’s your favorite?

Wicked and Oz in general are awesome. I read through the books semi-recently (as well as re-watching Return to Oz) and it always amazes me to remember just how different in tone the 1939 film is. It's truly a world of it's own, with a different feel an overall mood - Dorothy is obviously far different. Our stage adaptation is primarily based on the 1939 movie so my analysis is based on that, but I'd practically call it an Oz AU with all of the liberties it takes. Mostly with Dorothy. She is largely a pawn in games played by the Witches and Wizard of Oz. A game that ultimately, Glinda won. (My feelings about the 1939 version of Glinda are very similar to my feelings about Dumbledore for similar reasons.)

But Wicked is different. Wicked is a commentary on...on, so many things, but I think a major one is complacency. (It's similar to why I love Borrasca actually.) The idea that there can be something rotten in the state of Denmark, something bad happening in Oz, and people will look the other way. It's painfully realistic. Galinda's whole character arc is intertwined with this. Because it's like Elphaba says. She'll grovel in submission to the corrupt institution if it means advancing her own position and career. But in her heart, she knows better. I love the repeated use of the words "good" and "wicked" blatantly deconstructing them and proving that things aren't black and white. That good and evil are just...words that we say. And their weight depends on who is saying them and about what.

The only thing I don't care for when it comes to Wicked is that...well, it kind of succumbs to what I call "Prequel-itus." As a prequel to Wizard of Oz (well, it technically is both a prequel and a retelling since it goes past the end of the original but I digress) Wicked feels the need to give everything and everything a backstory. Fiyero...didn't need to be the Scarecrow. Fair enough to that one, since it was clearly planned and a major part of the story (though it casts a shadow over his bond with Dorothy in all honesty) but Boq as the Tin Man? Give me a break. That asshole is nothing like The Tin Man, who was sweet and sensitive and, oh yeah, already had a backstory. Not to mention the hastily thrown in line about the Lion being the cub from Act 1? Come on now.

As for Dear Evan Hansen.

I just. I really love human dramas. (Again, Borrasca. I can't recommend it enough, except, every trigger warning you can imagine applies to it.) Dear Evan Hansen is such a magnificent story about realistic people going through emotional issues. It's a story that isn't guided by plot, but by characters reacting based on their feelings and desires. The inciting incident is Connor's suicide and the misunderstanding with Evan's note, but after that, the entire plot could be resolved if the characters (mainly Evan) just made different choices. Better ones, smarter ones. But it's not a plot hole, either. It's characterization. You can see the exact moment when Evan falls in love with the lie. "And I see him come to get me. He's....come to get me. And everything's....okay." I've seen a slime tutorial of this show and based on the performance, that is the moment that Evan went from awkwardly trying to comfort a grieving family....to telling himself a better story, about his own life. One where he had a best friend, and wasn't having suicidal thoughts.

And that's one of the major themes of Dear Evan Hansen. Rewriting history when there's no one to contradict you, and living in the new reality you've created from that story, because there's nothing to stop you except yourself. It crops up all over the place, not just in the #BigLie, but Evan also initially lies to Larry about the situation with his father. This idea is echoed in Sincerely, Me as well. "All that it takes is a little reinvention." and "Just believe you can be who you wanna be." It comes up again in Words Fail which is...the most fucking raw and emotional that a musical has ever gotten, for me anyway. I sob when I listen to that song, especially at the crescendo when it reprises Waving Through a Window. Evan talking about no one seeing the real him, because he fears "Will they hate it too?" Just broke me. Because...honestly? I relate to it. And I think a lot of people can. "Will I just keep on running away from what's true?" Like. Oof.

Everyone in this show is miserable, in different ways, and they manifest it in different ways that are typically unhealthy. Though I think my favorite character is Heidi. I don't know if she's considered problematic in the musical fandom, but I will pick up my foam finger and defend her to the last. She was doing everything she could. Evan's anger at her for being absent is understandable, but it wasn't out of negligence. She was working multiple jobs to keep a roof over their heads. She didn't always handle situations the best, like the dinner with the Murphys...but she was blindsided over and over that night, so, fair enough. She isn't very knowledgeable about her son's mental health issues, but it's not for lack of trying. She's doing her best, and also, Evan isn't telling her anything. He's not sharing with her. He's lying to her, on top of lying to everyone else.

The situation needed to end. Because it was unhealthy. Even if Connor and Evan's friendship had been real, it was reaching unhealthy levels. They gave Evan Connor's clothes. They gave him Connor's college fund. Given how he was sleeping over at the Murphy's house all the time, and I don't see them making him take the couch (or allowing him to crash with Zoey) he was probably sleeping in Connor's room. Like, it was reaching creepy levels even if you ignore that it was all based on a lie. And when they find out...yeah, they don't forgive him. Why would they? It would be way too good to be true, Evan would be getting off far too easy, if they just forgave him. They didn't expose him to the world and that is charitable on their parts. Evan had to lose the life he'd gained and return to reality. I like that even though Zoey ultimately forgives him, they don't get back together. Realistically, there's no way they would.

God this story just rips me to shreds. I feel bad for everyone involved, but they're also culpable for their own choices. Like...Alana is another example. We're meant to sympathize with her (and Jared) by the end. Sure, she's a little annoying, but she means well, and her dedication to the Connor Project is sincere. That said...she really doesn't know what she's talking about, claiming the emails "don't make sense" because Connor seemed to be doing better before he died. That's...shockingly naive. Also, the fact that she posted Connor's suicide note (as far as she knew) online without permission. She didn't ask his family if that was okay. She did it explicitly against the wishes of his best friend who the letter was written for. That's fucked up.

I could write similar analysis of Jared, Connor's parents, Zoey...but I can already tell this one is gonna be a long runner so I'll cap it here.

[w3ath3r-0f-sw34t3rz]

as many ttpd thoughts as i can coherently write down

first of all grateful for the folklore x midnights x 1989/rep sound we have going on here. i hate comparing artists but seriously the best way i can explain it is phoebe bridgers this album sounds like phoebe bridgers. not like it's a bad thing it's phoebe fucking bridgers!!!

i feel like it's so easy to call music "intimate," whether because of lyrics that feel personal or just a certain raw sound, or whatever else, but this album truly is the most intimate thing i think taylor's ever given us. i don't know what sets it apart, cuz at this point she's written plenty of deeply personal lyrics, but the way i best know how to describe it is that it truly feels like she trusts us.

anyway i'm willing to admit that this album isn't a spectacle or a revolution or game changer, and i know it won't satisfy everyone (ngl i'm scared to see what everyone else is saying bc they'll never understand Like I Do) but damn it sometimes that much is more than enough. without further adieu

fortnight a solid vibe. i'd literally love any song with the lyric "i love you it's ruining my life"

ttpd love that lucy and jack cameo that's about it. but really who else is gonna hold you

mbobhft AUGGGHHH THAT HOOK. you'd think you'd be able to tell which tracks are entirely self-written but you'd never guess some of the best tracks would you? jokes on me. love the metaphor (as i tend to do), big fan of infantilizing men (no like actually)

down bad this song was not clicking at first but it won me over with the alien abduction theme

so long london aw fuck yeah i knew i was right to claim this one. that hook is delectable. every verse is like a juicy kiss on the mouth i love this song yOU SWORE THAT YOU LOVED ME BUT WHERE WERE THE CLU

but daddy i love him this was the point where i thought to myself "wow this album is a lot more romantic than i would've thought" which, in hindsight, idk if that can be the consensus but still--this is such a feel good happy lovely time

fresh out the slammer evermore would love this one. yee haw

florida i mean there was really no way for this song to be bad and damn. twas not. this is a screamer fs. how on earth they managed to make a song about fucking florida feel like this mysterious shady world that we the people are not apart of is astounding to me

guilty as sin yas girl let your freak flag fly!!! successor to false god fr

who's afraid of little old me oh. o,h my god. taylor. taylor r u good honey. this song is fucking batshit wild oh my god YES GIRL TELL EM i will never be the same i could end the california drought with these tear ducks holy shit im gonna go set something on fire

i can fix him i love this bc this is literally my best friend and now they're gonna know how they look. that "woah maybe i can't" both absolutely slaps and is hilarious. also love how horny that bridge was yas girl let your freak flag fly!!

loml oh god. lmao my ass rlly thought this album wasn't gonna be too depressing. they had me in the first half ngl. i'm not crying you're crying nahhh we're both crying and you know it. the lyrics here really popped off, like more than the rest of the album and that's saying something. bonus i remember seeing someone theorize that it was actually gonna be "loss of my life" instead of love, and while i was listening i had that in the back of my mind, but then i was like "ok no it's actually love" but then THEY WERE RIGHT and i felt so accomplished for no good reason. so if ur that person who called it, good job brother

i can do it with a broken heart this one shocks me so good oml why is this making me wanna throw it back. with all do respect if you didn't want us to enjoy your suffering why did you make your suffering such a bop. /j that "i'm miserable and nobody knows!! :D" gives me chills but like in a good way. "try and come for my job" literally get it queen i love you

smallest man who ever lived it's quite funny to me that literally nobody was claiming this track and then it permanently altered my brain chemistry. back at it with the hooks damn. wow this one really. this one is really sticking with me guys

the alchemy yay the vibes are back!!!! sweet simple romance you gotta love it

clara bow you had me at that intro. shove that guitar down my throat if u will. this is the better version of the lucky one (im not sorry.) damn "you look like Taylor Swift in this light" gets me every time i'm sorry that will never not hit

the black dog OLD HABITS DIE SCREAAAAAMMMIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG i did not expect to like this one as much as i do but i can't stop thinking about it

imgonnagetyouback i had really mixed feelings but i literally can't dislike this song it's straight up good (also this song is so gorgeous-coded its wild)

the albatross idk i just love this one it is so sweet to me. in the way molasses is sweet but still

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus this melody has wriggled its way into the few folds of my brain and i don't see it leaving soon. i love me some good whimsy. fr as i'm listening to it again rn i'm realizing how good this production is. anyways bi rights

how did it end? you know................... i was really trying to not tie her real life into any of these songs, since i really don't know that much lore + i'm not a big fan of obsessing over celebrities personal lives--relationships most of all (especially when it comes to taylor)--in general, but damn i immediately did just that with this song and.. wow. but aside from all of that oh my god welcome back to Songs On This Album That Absolutely Haunt Me

so high school this one's kinda crazy bc damn it's such a taylor swift song but the sound is so new to her and it kind of makes me cry. but anyhow "touch me while your bros play grand theft auto" is the funniest fucking line i have ever heard in my life

i hate it here oh wow hahhahahhahahahha taylor what the fuck :3 imagine relating to this song on an cosmic level lmfaooooo

thank you aimee removing from irl context, putting this song next to mean genuinely makes me want to cry. like the maturity and growth both happy and sad is so evident it's like watching my child graduate

i look in people's windows another stellar string hook thank you and goodbye. ok but fr the visual here is inherently funny

the prophecy claiming this one for the neurodivergents

cassandra yeah yeah drama i know but damnnnn greek mythology BANGER

peter *taking notes* never... trust.. a man.. named..... peter.........

the bolter she's a runner she's a track star (can you tell i've run out of things to say it's just a good fucking album)

robin ohohoho i am an absolute SLUT for a good ode to childhood

the manuscript now that's a story

and at last--my current rankings:

who's afraid of little old me?

so long, london

how did it end?

chloe or sam or sophia or marcus

the smallest man who ever lived

florida!!!

clara bow

the alchemy

loml

i can do it with a broken heart

the albatross

my boy only breaks his favorite toys

i look in people's windows

cassandra

fortnight

i hate it here

the black dog

but daddy i love him

thanK you aIMee

the bolter

guilty as sin?

robin

i can fix him (no really i can)

the prophecy

peter

the manuscript

so high school

fresh out the slammer

the tortured poets department

imgonnagetyouback

down bad

now i know being critical is not one of my specialties but seriously it's a solid album ok. midnights is literally my baby and it has a skip for me so

now naturally my enthusiasm for each song will potentially decrease and most certainly increase over time cuz that's how i process albums buttttttt yuh 👍

almost any other artist building an entire persona about being an emo poet would make me roll my eyes but damn it she's so right

[tampatom12]

your top 5 favorite Gronkady moments?

Anon, this question was both extremely easy and also extremely hard to answer!!!!

Each of these moments means so much to me. They define who they are to each other and furthermore, show how much they truly love one another. 🥺🥹🤧💞

But first, before I get into the moments...!!

If you're new here to my blog or to the NFL fandom in general and don't understand the term "Gronkady":

Gronkady is the ship name for Rob "Gronk" Gronkowski and Tom Brady, two people who used to play for the New England Patriots and then the Tampa Bay Buccaneers.

As you will see below, their history together is legendary!!

Now, onto the moments themselves. 🤩🥳🔥💯💥

I have decided to start with number five and count backwards to my ultimate Tom and Rob moment.

I also have four other bonus moments in mind that are just as important, but simply didn't make the Top Five overall...let me know if y'all wanna find out what those are!!

So now, without further ado, here are my

Top Five Gronkady Moments!!!!

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5). The first time they met!

Rob has told this story multiple times to a variety of sources over the years and he always tells it the same way:

He was in the locker room, taping up his ankle. Tom came over to him, held out his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Tom."

Instead of saying, "Yeah, I know," or worse, not saying anything at all, Rob said back, "And I'm Rob! Nice to meet you, man!"

This simple interaction between them may not seem like much, but it was the conversation that stated it all, even though at this point, they still had to formally begin building their relationship on and off the field.

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4). Rob's video edit/tribute that he posted back when Tom retired for the first time!

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This video contains so many wonderful highlights of the public time that they spent together!!

It also features key but underrated moments between them. (Like when Rob says hi to Tom when he's in the parade and is *so* happy that Tom got number six!)

Additionally, it a visual representation of what their bond has been like over the years!

PLUS!!!

The entire thing is set to Queen's "You're My Best Friend"!!!!!

Here it is for you to see for yourself on Rob's Insta page and here it is on YouTube.

(((I highly recommend looking at his caption on the Insta post!! ⬇️)))

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3). The time that they were at a Boston Red Sox game together!

This short clip is so damn chaotic in the best possible way. It is simply SO. THEM. through and through!!

We also got this amazing photo out of that specific day!! :D🥺🥹🤧😍🥰

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2). BAD BOYS FOR LIFE!!

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One of the things that I think about the most when it comes to iconic couples is how they all seem to have a little catch-phrase that is theirs and theirs alone.

For Tom and Rob, this catch-phrase is Bad Boys for Life.

It all started back in 2019 for the 2018 season after the Patriots won the NFC championship game against the Kansas City Chiefs.

Tom posted this to his Insta page and though I didn't see it when he first posted it because I wasn't at all a fan of his, when I did finally see it, something about it changed me. Them being all showboaty but also silly *and* alone yet together like this is the stuff that fanfics get written about. 💗💓💞

And real quick, just to clarify, "alone yet together" means that they weren't around anyone else in that video but that they were still together as a couple!!

✨Anyway, now that that's cleared up welcome back to the feature presentation!!:✨

So furthermore, the chosen song and it's lyrics are super important for that moment.

Aside from the key one of "Bad Boy for Life", there's also "We ain't goin' nowhere; we can't be stopped now".

Realistically, I know that this is a reference to the entire team and how they all can't be stopped now/aren't going anywhere now that they have won everything except for the Super Bowl at that point.

However, it is worth reading into and noting that Tom and Rob are the only ones who made a video like this.

They could have chosen anyone else to do that with and yet...!!! They decided to exclusivelymake that video with each other. (((Insert the screeching cat emoji, AHHHHHHHH emoji, all the Kermit heart emojis here)))

Not only that, but it is important to me to note that Tom is the one who is holding the phone/camera and is doing the recording. He clearly *wanted* to be in that moment, making a firm memory of his time and opportunity with Rob.

Of course the editing/song part of it all came later, but I don't feel like Tom would have let his social media people choose that song if he didn't feel that it fully fit the moment. He wanted that song to be a part of their legacy just as much as he wanted the world to see them together like how they are within that video.

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They remade it in 2021!! 🤩🥳🔥💯🙌🏻💞:

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✨✨So now, the moment you all have been waiting for...

Here is my ULTIMATE Gronkady moment!!!✨✨

1). Absolutely everything about them together Tampa!!

As I'm sure all of you can tell based on my url alone, I LOVE the Tampa version of Tom SO MUCH.

I've said this before but I don't care; I'm sayin' it again:

Tom was very much a difference person in Tampa than what he had been in New England. His work ethic and overall beliefs/philosophies were the same, BUT he also began to show the public more of his true, easy-going personality from the moment that he arrived in Tampa. He clearly felt free to have more fun than what he ever had before and he wasn't afraid to show it.

And it's not like he didn't have lots of fun in New England because I know that he did.

But there was just something about him moving to a year-round sunshine-filled climate that set off who he had secretly been all along and who he wanted to be moving forward.

Basically, he still worked hard and had just as much fun in Tampa as what he had in New England, but Tampa offered him up a new chance to be more easy-going and super goofy at times!!

✨All of that having been said, to get back into the Gronkady of it all:✨

As we all (probably) know, Rob retired for the first time in 2019, after he and the Patriots had won the 2019 Super Bowl for the 2018 season. He left New England and went on to do retired football guy things while Tom suffered through one of the Patriots worst years ever.

Now, fast forward to March of 2020. Tom has announced that he's leaving New England and is going to, out of all of the teams within the NFL, the Tampa Bay Buccaneers.

A month later, in April of 2020, Rob announces that he is officially coming out of retirement to play with Tom on the Buccaneers.

Alright, and now...

This is the part of the story that everyone still isn't so sure about because both men have had conflicting takes on it.

Not conflicting bad, just conflicting in the sense that for some reason, they don't want the public to find out the behind-the-scenes details of what was really said between them.

They want to keep that part of it private/to themselves, and as much as the nosy person in me needs to know what went down for real, I also completely respect them saving a part of this story just for themselves. 🥺🥹🤧💗

All of the above having been said...!!

While the main theory about how they reunited is still up for debate, what many think to have happened is that Tom asked Rob to come back and play with him. Did they have discussions between each other about all of this beforehand? Probably. Will we, the general public, ever know for sure if this was the case? Most likely not.

At the end of the day, the bottom line is this:

Rob was fully in retirement, happy to be free of all of the responsibilities that come with being an active NFL player, when all of a sudden, his non-brother best friend and bad boy partner for life decides to leave New England and head south.

No matter how it happened or what they may or may not talked about before hand, Rob literally came. out. of. retirement (!!!!!!!!!!!) just so that he could play football with Tom again. 🥺🥹😭🤧😍🥰🧡🤍

Why else would he have done that if he wasn't at least a little bit in love with Tom?!

The game had always been very hard on Rob's body; he had so many injuries throughout the first part of his career. 😔😥

By all means, it would have made sense for him to simply stay retired while rooting Tom on from the sidelines.

But he didn't. He wanted to reunite with "the only quarterback he ever wanted to play for" in a place that was far away from New England, both geographically as well as culturally.

Them reuniting in Tampa proves how deep their bond is and how much they admire, trust and respect each other.

Additionally, aside from playing together again, they got to make some extremely cute and fun videos together!!!

This video series are a big reason that got me to see and understand Tom and Rob as more than "Tom Brady (™️)" and "Rob 'GRONK!' Gronkowski".

It is important that they agreed to make this video series in the first place and is a true testament to their commitment to have fun and be free with each other in their new home. 🥺🥹🤧💞

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So there you have it!!

My Top Five Gronkady Moments!!!! 🤩🥰🥳🔥💯💥🙌🏻💗

I hope that this gives you a good idea of what Tom and Rob are all about and how much they mean to each other!! :D

Also, thank you so much for your patience!!! I received this ask back in November and meant to answer it then but then got distracted by other life things. 😔

I definitely appreciate that you asked about them though, as it has given me an opportunity to talk about some of my favorite people!!! 💞

So once again, thank you, anon!!

We can definitely talk more sometime if you want to!! ☺️

[blackbird-brewster]

Hi .. for the prompt writing

18 or 89 or 143 for Jemily

(you can choose , cause I can't)

Thanks for the prompts, I chose to do #89! Cross posted on AO3.

89: “YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILE I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

Sexy in Grey

Ship: JJ/Emily || Rated: M || WC: 1700

Emily rubbed her temples to stave off an impending headache. She was currently sitting in Deputy Director Bailey's office for the third time in a week and she was at her wit's end. Bailey was nothing but a hedge-fund manger in a cheap suit who's newest past-time was making Emily's life a living hell.

She knew accepting the role of Section Chief would require plenty of bureaucratic bullshit and ego-stroking, but she never expected her boss to be nearly twenty years younger than herself, with no experience in the field, and a permanent silver spoon stuck in his mouth.

Today's lecture was nothing new, Bailey was on one of his usual tirades about the BAU, not that Emily was fully paying attention. The two of them did this song and dance so often she could pretty much write the script from memory at this point.

Bailey would say, "You went against my orders, you're over budget, your agents are rouge and disrespectful to authority!"

Emily would bite her tongue and remind him of the BAU's excellent track record of getting results and being experts in what they did.

The two of them would trade heated words and Emily would ultimately let Bailey think he won, just so she could get the hell out of his office. Currently, she figured they were still above five minutes away from that inevitable ending.

Her phone chimed in her jacket pocket and she prayed for an emergency so she had an excuse to leave. She smiled when she saw JJ's name in the notification bar. Even when she was being belittled by Bailey, Emily found solace in the fact her girlfriend would always make things better afterwards. When she unlocked her phone and went to see JJ's text, her eyes went wide as she saw the unexpected sight of JJ's tits.

"Am I boring you, Prentiss?" Bailey scowled when Emily's attention stayed on her phone for a handful of seconds.

Emily quickly put it back in her pocket and tried to collect herself after the shock of seeing JJ's inappropriate nude . She put on the sickeningly sweet tone she often used to placate Bailey, "No, of course not. I just need to go take care of something. How about you and I pick up this argument same time tomorrow?"

"Prentiss, I swear to you --"

He didn't even get to finish his sentence before Emily was up and rushing out of his office. She made a beeline to the elevator, pressing the button impatiently, until the doors opened. Two floors down and one mad dash through the hallway, she arrived back to her office.

She called JJ, scolding her girlfriend as soon as the call connected. "I cannot believe you just sent me that photo while I'm at work! I was in a meeting with the Deputy Director, Jennifer!"

JJ chuckled under her breath, "Hello to you too, baby. I'd say I'm sorry, but we both know I wouldn't mean it."

"You're the worst," Emily replied affectionately. "At least it gave me a reason to leave."

"Where are you now?"

Emily relaxed into her desk chair, amazed by how little it took for JJ to calm her down. "My office. I've got so much to do today. I wish you were here."

"I should be back tomorrow," JJ said with an air of commiseration. Ever since Emily became Section Chief, she worked exclusively out of Quantico, while JJ, on the other hand, was still in the field all the time. They made it work the best they could, but it wasn't an ideal situation. JJ's schedule meant they'd go days at a time without seeing each other. "Ignoring my bad timing, what did you think of the photo?"

Emily pulled her phone away from her ear so she could look at the picture in question. JJ was laying on a bed, golden tresses splayed out in a blonde halo around her head, smirk on her lips. The photo cut off a little below her breasts, but Emily could hazard to guess the rest of JJ's body was just as naked.

"Beautiful, as always," she finally replied. "I'm going to make you pay for this when you get home, you know that, right?"

"Oh, I know," JJ sighed wistfully. "I'm counting on it. God, Em, I swear three days away from you is way too long. Never thought I could be so needy about sex, but here we are."

"I think it's endearing when you get like this," Emily replied. "Makes me still feel wanted."

"Em, baby, you know I always want you," JJ said. "Always have, always will."

Emily caught her reflection on her laptop screen and frowned at her grey hair. It had taken a lot of encouraging from JJ (with help from Garcia and Tara too) for Emily to feel comfortable enough to stop dying her hair and for the most part, she loved her new look, but there were still random moments of doubt. JJ was nearly ten years younger than Emily and while their age difference had never been an issue, the physical expression of Emily's age was far more obvious now.

"Baby, I can hear you thinking," JJ said. Even without seeing Emily, she knew when her girlfriend was getting in her head about something. "I love you, Em. And I'm desperately horny for you."

Emily chuckled at that. "Thanks, love. I appreciate the thought, even if I'm still not fully convinced you --"

"Emily," JJ interrupted in the same stern tone she used in the bedroom. "Stop talking," Emily immediately did as she was told and JJ continued, "Do you have anymore meetings today?"

When she didn't get a reply, she added, "You may answer."

Emily swallowed a moan as a wave of arousal coiled in the pit of her stomach. "I have one meeting later today, but that's not until 15:00."

"Good," JJ hummed. "You know what comes next, don't you, pretty girl? You know what happens when you talk down about yourself like this."

Emily's reply was almost a plea, "Jen -- "

"Yes, I do know you're at work," JJ answered instinctively. "Do you think I care about that? I want you to sit there quietly and listen to how wet I am for you, listen to how I fuck myself thinking about you. It goes without saying, you're not allowed to touch yourself. We wouldn't want Section Chief Prentiss to be caught with her hand in her pants, now would we?"

"No," Emily sighed. She pinned her phone between her cheek and her shoulder so her hands were free, but she didn't dare disobey JJ's instructions. She ghosted her fingertips over her thighs as she listened to JJ getting into position on her end.

It wasn't the first time Emily was made to listen while JJ masturbated. Truthfully, phone sex used to seem preposterous, something teenagers do, but when JJ was out of town so often, this had become part of their regular routine when they were missing each other. It wasn't always one sided, but even when it was, Emily loved it.

For the next ten minutes, Emily listened to JJ fingering herself, her moans between the dirty talk, she told Emily all the things she wanted to do when she got home, all the ways she was going to show Emily how hot she was, until finally, JJ came with Emily's name on her lips. It was an erotic experience, hearing her girlfriend fucking herself from three states over, while Emily sat in her office at Quantico. Even without physically touching herself, Emily knew her underwear were absolutely ruined from the exchange. One thing was for sure, the headache Bailey caused had been completely eliminated, now replaced with arousal and a renewed eagerness to get through the rest of her day so she could get home and take care of herself.

"Are you convinced now?" JJ asked rhetorically. "You're so fucking sexy, Em."

"Yeah, that was definitely a convincing performance," Emily smiled into her phone, even though JJ couldn't see her expression. "At this rate, you're going to be the death of me."

"Nope, you've already died once," JJ jest. "You don't get to do that again."

Emily's eye roll was basically audible in her voice, "A woman fakes her death one time and she can never live it down. What is the world coming to?"

"Shut up," JJ laughed. "I love you."

"I love you too, Jen. Can't wait to see you."

"I bet you can't," JJ said. "But until then, I just sent you a little something to keep you going."

Emily's phone chimed and she checked their text thread. JJ sent a photo of the aftermath of their call, nothing left to the imagination this time, and Emily's brain all but short circuited at the sight of JJ sucking her come covered fingers clean with the smuggest look on her face.

"Jesus, Jennifer! You have got to stop sending me nudes while I'm working."

"But it's so cute how flustered you get," JJ replied.

Another chime, another photo.

"Jennifer!"

"Love you," JJ said in a sing-song. "I'll Facetime you tonight and we can pick up from here."

A third chime, and a somehow more explicit photo.

"I'm hanging up now," Emily groaned. "I love you, even if you are absolutely incorrigible. Talk later when I get home."

She ended the call and was immediately met with yet another photo. She quickly sent her reply: [Why are you like this?]

[Because my girlfriend is so hot, I can't help but be horny all the time 😘.]

[Have a great afternoon, Section Chief Prentiss. 🫡]

Emily shook her head at JJ's deviousness while scrolling through the photos again. She wasn't sure what she'd ever done to deserve such such a loving, albeit sometimes frustrating, girlfriend, but Emily also couldn't imagine her life any other way.

[manawari]

Revenge of the Death Hunter | Solo-Leveling Regression AU

@julyarya

It was a D-Rank Dungeon. What was the worst that could happen? He faced worse than a low-rank dungeon in his past life anyways.

This life, on the other hand. . . Was a complete hell. All the other hunters, even those who were older than him, fought and killed the rampaging monsters as though they were just pieces of cake. Him, well, had found himself sitting on the ground while Ju-hee was healing his injured knee. And he was the only one in the entire group who got aided by a healer!

Ju-hee had never been so worried. "Jin-woo, why are you so set on being a hunter? Keep on fighting like this and you'll get yourself into big trouble one of these days!" She exclaimed.

He sighed. Moving around with this body was hard and he hadn't been able to adjust well. So, all he could do was apologize. "I'm sorry. . ."

"I'm not saying this because I want an apology. I'm just worried!"

Jin-woo felt his heart clench. Not only did he feel bad for Ju-hee, who had to run in the middle of battle just to serve aid, he also felt bad for himself — it was as though his experiences being the strongest hunter had faded into an illusion. He must remind himself that his life right now was different.

"Jin-woo, by any chance, is there a reason why you can't quit being a hunter?" Ju-hee asked him.

He let out a chuckle. "I'm doing this hunter stuff as a hobby. I'd probably die of boredom if it wasn't for this."

"Stick with this hobby of yours and you'll be doing raids in the afterlife." The ginger glared at him.

"Pfft—" Jin-woo suddenly found himself restraining his laugh. Unfortunately, it was too late before he could even hold it. "Bwahahaha!"

Her glare hardened. "Stop laughing! Your wounds will open up!"

Jin-woo laughed even more.

A few moments later, Song Chi-yul began to distribute essence stones in each member of the group. A single stone like a C-Rank could worth over a very high amount of money. In his past life, Jin-woo was able to provide tons of Won for his family and had gotten to send Jin-ah to one of the country's best universities.

But as an E-Rank, he was far from having the strength to fight a C-Rank beast. Thus, he received an E-Rank essence stone, which would worth not as much money he anticipated, despite how he had put his life on the line since the raid started.

Ashborn, how could you make me feel so worthless. . .

"—take a look at this! There's another entrance over here!" A guy shouted.

Everyone quickly gathered to the directed spot where a tunnel was shown, presenting deep and thick darkness in the inside. Chi-yul approached the entrance and leaned his arm against the frame.

"A double dungeon. . . So things like this really do exist." He said. The hunter extended out his palm to ignite flames within thin air and gathered them into a ball before tossing it through the heavy shadows of the cave; it sprinted into the distance until it landed into a certain area of the tunnel.

"Hmm. . ." The man pondered. "Everyone, listen up for a second. The gate doesn't close unless we defeat the dungeon's 'boss'. Seeing as how the gate's still up, it looks like there must be a boss inside of that dungeon." He explained. "Usually, we have to report this to the association first and wait for them to make a decision, but other hunters might get their hands on the boss before us — which means our profits will drastically decrease."

That couldn't be right. . . Jin-woo thought. Situations like this must be reported to the association and have the hunters deal with the boss, so nobody else would have to bite the bullet. It would be way too dangerous for the entire group.

"So I say, we go ahead and deal with the boss ourselves. . . Though it could be dangerous, so how about if all seventeen of us here vote on it?" Chi-yul suggested. "And when the decision has been made, you won't be allowed to say otherwise."

Some began to volunteer and others were not going to participate in the plan. Ju-hee was one of them. So that ended up being eight votes in both sides. Which only left to—

"How about you, Sung?"

Everyone looked at him expectantly.

"Uh. . . " Which side should he pick? Jin-woo pressed his lips in a thin line and clutched on his essence stone. He must never run out of courage. "I'm going too!"

And so, the decision had been made. Everyone must go into the tunnel. As it turned out, the trek was long and it had been past forty minutes ever since they had entered the cave. Jin-woo walked alongside Ju-hee whilst Chi-yul was ahead of the group, living up to his role as the party leader, but when Jin-woo looked at the ginger next to him. . . She was awfully quiet.

"Hey. . . I'm sorry." Jin-woo apologized. "You were forced to come here because I voted to go in the dungeon."

"I'm okay. Don't worry about me." Came an impassive reply.

"Are you sure?" Jin-woo asked.

"To be honest. . . " Ju-hee's tone changed. Her eyes looked as though she had set them on fire. "I'm totally not okay!" She yelled at him. "Are you out of your mind?! If you've been stabbed a little higher, you would've had a gaping hole in your heart! The same goes for your arms and legs. . . "

Ju-hee got into a rant. Jin-woo had lost track of her words because of her aggravation and had no choice but to allow her to calm down by herself. Then again, seeing Ju-hee being this mad was incredibly new — sure, he had seen her become angry in his past life, but it never reached to this level.

"Answer me!"

Jin-woo spoke the first reply in his head. "I'm sorry."

"Are you actually sorry?!"

"Yes. . . "

Miraculously, Ju-hee calmed down. She tucked her hands to her back and took a few steps ahead of him. "If you feed bad. . . How about treating me to a meal sometime?"

Jin-woo paused his steps. "Wait, really?"

"What? You don't want to eat with me?" Ju-hee shot him a sharp look.

"That's not it! Why would I not want to—"

"This is it! The boss' lair!!"

Jin-woo looked up and saw two gigantic doors that stood beyond them. Not once in his past life he had seen this such a thing. . . A double-door inside of a D-Rank Dungeon? That sounded absurd to believe. Part of him thought he should tell Chi-yul to call the hunters' association to deal with the matter.

An odd feeling pinched his stomach.

However, the party leader seemed intrigue with the doors. Chi-yul made his way closer to touch the dark blue door, tracing his thumb over the scratched marks on the material.

"I feel like this place is dangerous. . . " remarked Sangshik.

"Are you all going to head back empty-handed after coming all this way?" Chi-yul said. He began to push it open. "We could be the first ones to discover this new dungeon, so. . . Those who want to leave can head back. I'm going in, even if it means going alone."

Regardless of how he was feeling in this situation, Jin-woo found himself admiring the C-Rank Hunter.

" . . . On top of that, he's an aggressive hunter who ranks pretty high within C-Rank." A guy behind him spoke.

"Yeah, if he wasn't over sixty years old, he could've been in one of those big guilds." Another nodded. "We trusted Song enough to come here, so let's stick it out until the end."

These people are certainly bold. Jin-woo thought, though they reminded him of those hunters who were seeking out to the president of the guild with a complete trust with whatever decision that was made.

"What are you smiling about, Jin-woo?" Ju-hee asked.

"Hm? Oh, it's nothing." Jin-woo shook his head at her with a cheeky grin.

A rumble quivered the air. Chi-yul had somehow managed to open the doors easily. Then, torches lit up throughout the place. A few gasps arose as everyone looked around the dungeon. . . Statues — big and tall — occupied the tremendous space. There were two on each side of the group and the rest all sat on thrones, holding various objects such as instruments, and each did not wear the same appearance. Some looked like knights and some looked like deities from mythological books.

Jin-woo couldn't help, but become awed by the statues. Could this be a temple? He had not seen a dungeon like this before. What a peculiar sight to behold in a gate.

And there was another statue that caught his attention. This statue was more massive than the rest, hence the reason why this one was positioned at the center, as if it was the superior amongst all statues. It also had a complex crown on top of the head.

When he finally turned his head away, he saw Chi-yul and a few other hunters approaching another spot in the temple. It was a circle, with five symbols connected to one another that was surrounding the middle. Jin-woo squinted his eyes in wonder — what is this place?

"Song! There's something written over here! I think you should take a look at this!"

Another sculpture stood before them. But this time, the statue had a pair of wings and wore a large, hooded cloak with an enormous tablet in its hands.

"Is this. . . A runic inscription?"

"Hmm, let's see. . . " Chi-yul read the scriptures engraved on the stone. "Commandments of the Cartenon Temple."

Shivers ran down Jin-woo's spine.

"One — thou shall worship God. Two — thou shall praise God. . . "

"H— hey, Jin-woo?" Ju-hee tugged on his sleeve. Jin-woo turned his gaze to her and the healer pointed her finger across the temple. "Over. . . Over there. . . T— that huge statue. . . Its pupils were moving— it was looking at us. . . "

Jin-woo raised a skeptical brow. "What? No way. You must be mistaken."

"But I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Ju-hee, it's just—" Jin-woo stopped. A strong wave clawed throughout his veins. He noticed how everything had gotten so quiet. . . Too quiet that was unnerving enough to not let one's guard down.

Something was definitely wrong here.

"Those who fail to obey these commandments—"

"Shall not be spared."

*SLAM*

The doors were closed.

Dread wafted in the atmosphere. Jin-woo tucked Ju-hee close to him as the healer was in the verge of panic and had clutched harder onto his sleeve.

"Damn it! I'm at the end of my rope." A man growled. "I've tried to be patient, but this nonsense is the final straw! We should've never come to this godforsaken dungeon in the first place!" He began to stalk away from the group. "I'm leaving. Take all the bosses and treasures for yourselves. I don't give a damn!"

Suddenly, Song Chi-yul yelled after the man. "Stop!! Don't touch the door handle!"

A crackle snapped into the air and before anyone else could blink, something rapid rushed through the space and blood spurted across the door.

A statue held a sharp weapon at the decapitated hunter against the door. It moved again and propped its bloodied weapon on the ground as if nothing had happened. However, everyone began to panic. Jin-woo, on the other hand, froze in vast shock at what he just witnessed.

Lee Ju-hee was right. She wasn't seeing things due to her fear. So if the pupils were moving, then. . .

Jin-woo turned his head to the statue behind him and there, the iris glowed in bright yellow.

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[jimimn]

Yes, I know. I don't feel that emptiness yet because I still have so much to catch up on but I know the feeling. Actually, I usually feel like that when an album drops and I listen to all the songs, watch the mv and then it hits me... Now what? Like I have been waiting for this, I was hyped for this with promo and teasers, and then it drops, I listen to it, and then... Then what. Obviously the promo starts again/continues but during those few hours between the album dropping and the first next promotion, I do feel that emptiness. Especially with a bias, it would feel a bit different I think? I was the most excited for Jimin since he is THE™ bias for me, and that emptiness really hit me after I listened to everything. I imagine that's also why you might feel like this? And it's not pathetic <3 I think it's nice that you find your source of happiness in them, and that they can make your day better <3 They do the same for me and I'm always so grateful that even on the days when I'm either crying or want to cry all day because of my anxiety or chronic headaches, they can still make me smile and feel a bit better.

Someone on twitter said the same thing, that it'll be bts vs bts and there was a reply that they are not even gonna be at award shows because they'll all be in military and I was like BOO 😭😭 stop reminding us of that. 💔

I ordered my album through a group order because I will not be paying for weverse shipping 😭 so I obviously couldn't apply for the raffle since I wasn't the one ordering, but I told my sister that even if I could apply and even if I won, I still wouldn't call him 😭 Like Jimin I love you to the moon and back but I will not be getting on a phone call with you. I wouldn't even know how to act, let alone what to say. 😭

Oh no why would you read the lyrics too 😭😭😭 Jimin truly deserves everything. And I will ever understand people who campaign for more more more. We always see just how fucking much they work for everything. He's literally lying on the practice room floor... It breaks my heart every time he talks about his muscle pain, which he had again during the dance practice... I will never forget that conversation between him and his trainer/medical person in one of the docus... As long as he is in this line of work, he will continue to have these problems. And it just breaks my heart because Jimin is a * dancer *. And his body can't handle him being a dancer. And I will never get over this, because one day he will have to say that it's too much for him, one day even he has to admit that he can't do it anymore. And I'm terrified that it's going to be sooner than he would like to admit it. I really don't want to sound like those people who always pretend to know what's best for them and manage them... I just really really feel bad for him every time he talks about this. He lived with this condition for years, and it'll probably get worse and I just hate it. He is a dancer with a body that can't handle dancing.

Anyway I didn't want to make myself sad but I always do akandndjsns at least I got Jikook holding hands for 13 hours today 💔 So yeah, I just wanted to say that he already works a LOT. And we know Jimin, he always gives his 613%. And that is exactly why he deserves every single praise and award and achievement. And hopefully more of those will come in the future 💜

(ps. Mang is so fucking cute 😭😭😭 now I want a Mang plushie 😭) -🦋

adding read more just because <3

For me I think that part is the most exciting because I keep listening to the songs and keep getting to know the song more (melody, lyrics, adlibs, etc) and then read the theories and see people point out some part of the song that they thought was so good and then to listen to the song and pay more attention to the part that the person mentioned, all of that small stuff, it makes me feel really excited. It's the time after when everything's over that I feel empty. So yeah like it can be different for every one. After Yoongi's album drops we dive straight into the tour a week later so I'm really glad that I'll have something to hang onto. I really really hope they have atleast one day for online streaming because I NEEEEED to see him one way or another 😭😭😭😭😭 I hope they have the show on 29th livestreamed because that'll be a holiday for me 😭 pls manifest ok? 😭 oh and same, although this has happened a lot of times now but last year I was just about to have a huge breakdown because of something at work and I was super anxious and on the verge of a horrible breakdown but jimin posted the picture that is my icon now and just like that I was smiling and my anxiety reduced by a LOT not even kidding 😭

HELLLOOOOO why would they say that 😭😭😭 no m******y talks in this household 😭😭😭😭😭 i really hope they go after the award season tho 😭 If they go on Feb 2024, they'll come back probably September 2025 😭😭😭😭

Omg right... In my three years of stanning I JUST started posting on weverse and commenting on their lives like two weeks ago. I would NOT be able to handle a fancall i would not be able to show my face to jimin fjdkhffkrkhdkdk. Me and my friend joke about how we would probably walk in the opposite direction if we were to ever see bts in the wild (as in like at a restaurant in some foreign land or sth) fhfkjdkrkd.

I read the lyrics too bc i like hurting myself i guess 🥲🥲🥲 oh and I know right. I saw people being unsatisfied with Jimin's promotion, like hell did you see how hard he worked???? how much he gave us???? he gave us so many performances so much content 😭 just stfu and let him rest now 😭 people don't realise that they are insulting them when they say these things. It has been repeatedly said that they are themselves planning everything so why would you complain and want them to put in even more work than they already are? they are giving us their best 😭 It broke my heart into pieces when hobi said at the end of his docu that it bothered him when people said his promotions weren't enough. Just made me so incredibly sad. And yeah god jimin's muscle pain, broke my heart seeing how exhausted he was. He worked so so so hard 😭 Stayed even after the dancers left to perfect his steps. Yoongi himself said he saw jimin practice a lot 😭 and then people just mindlessly ask for more .. ugh anyway I don't want to get into this further it makes me really mad and sad 😭

JIKOOK <33333 you won't believe but when last week during the live jimin said that jungkook came to see him practice, i hoped for a second that maybe if we could get the practice video, but we've never usually gotten that unless it's for a concert or something. So I shrugged the thought that maybe we won't. But then when i saw the notification yesterday i was like omg what if 😭😭😭😭😭😭 and when i saw jungkook i squealed bc yayyy my wishes just came true fhkfhfjrhrjd. they just really need the slightest chance to hold hands don't they 😔😔😔 still waiting for them to hang out and for jungkook to make his ramyeon recipe for jimin 😔 waiting for that live notification 😔 (this is just wishful thinking btw I'm not being serious abt this .......... or .... hahahahahamaybeiam ) and yep same, i hope he gets everything that he deserves in return for the hard work that he put in 🥺 (RIGHHHTTTT MANG IS A REAL CUTIEEEE 😭😭😭 the heart shaped smile has all my heart <3333)

(also, and please don't take this any other way, I'm running a little anxious since the past few days and answering long asks is getting a little more overwhelming than usual, so I won't be able to do it for a while. I absolutely love talking to you but it'll be difficult for me to answer long asks while I'm feeling this way [and why I'm feeling this way is in no way related to your asks okay please don't misunderstand 😭] I hope you understand. But screaming about stuff is always welcome in my inbox 🥺)