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في القطار تبادلنا المقاعد ، كنتِ تريدين النافذة وكنتُ أريد أن أطل عليكِ

On the train we swapped seats, you wanted the window and I wanted to look at you.

- Mahmoud Darwish

he’s SO HOT

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.

why are you a feminist???

because people are still asking that question

because women are payed less than men in approximately 99% of professions

because chris brown can still have a career after assaulting rihanna but miley cyrus takes her clothes off and there’s a huge scandal

because of this:

because currently it is estimated ten million more girls are out of education than boys (x)

because we’re expected to be mature but hairless like a child, in control but not bossy, sexy but not slutty and definitely not a prude, intelligent but not opinionated, independent but reliant on men, natural but look like the girl in the magazine etc etc

because being called a girl, a pussy or a bitch is an insult

because when i told my mum i refused to get anything less than a’s in my exams she told me it wasn’t ladylike to be so cocky

because my brother and 90% of my male friends think girls who wear revealing clothing are asking for rape

because every person who identifies as female should be allowed to choose if they want to get married, have kids, have a career, go to uni etc etc without expectations

because tampons and sanitary pads are stupidly expensive

because some people reading this will have flinched at the fact i just said ‘tampon’

because there are men out there whose job it is to make young girls feel like absolute shit about themselves just so they can sell the next best beauty product

because female masturbation isn’t considered normal whilst men can talk about their own penises for hours on end

beCAUSE OF ARTICLES LIKE THIS

because feminists are still seen as crazy lesbians who dont shave and some still feel like they have to defend themselves by claiming theyre not any of those things when in fact if i want to be a passionate lady who likes other ladies and cant be bothered to shave my legs every twenty minutes then thats my choice and if i want to be someone who wears make up and shaves and goes out partying then thats my choice and if i want to be a combination of the two or anything in between then thats. my. choice.

because i believe anyone who identifies as female is fucking badass and deserves the same rights as every privileged stuck up old white man sitting around and making laws about our bodies

because how can you not be

📷 by Gweeivan

jungkook is the living anime character

cr. taevgukie on twt

im fucking crying

A Boy Like You | Yoongi

→ summary: for whenever you are feeling low, always remember that there is a boy you know who would lift the sky for you.

{or alternatively: Min Yoongi loves you, though he never says it. He’s always been a firm believer in that actions speak louder than any words ever could.}

→ genre: coworker!au, f2l, fluff → warnings: an overabundance of shy!yoongi to the point where you’ll want to squish his cheeks; kinda ooc but it is what it is → words: 11.5K → a/n: whaddup kids it’s ya girl… back from the dead after months of not writing shit, and what’s this owo… it’s a fluff fic?? miracles do happen… anyway i wrote this bc i just thot “man, wouldn’t it be super epic if i wrote a super self-indulgent fic where yoongi fulfills every single one of my deepest desires?” well… here is THIS!! pls feel free to scream into a pillow bc i certainly did!! enjoy!!

There is a boy you know who likes to show his kindness quietly. It would go something like this:

The air is thick with static; your hair stands up on end: a warning. The scent of raindrops hitting hot pavement graces your nostrils as a waterfall drops from the sky. You see the sea of heads begin to disappear under a canopy of multi-colored umbrellas. You, the lone ranger, rush back into the building from whence you came, dragging puddles and annoyance with you.

You should have anticipated it, should have thought to check the weather app before scrolling through dull social media posts when you left your house that morning. Instead, your fingers are left cold and umbrella-less.

You tilt your head upwards, watching as gallon upon gallon fell from the sky in an endless cycle. The watch on your wrist reads 5 PM, but the sky says it is 9 PM. The dark, swirling mass of clouds above you will continue on its thunderous parade, pausing for no one, especially not for you.

Your work bag is practically weightless, devoid of anything that might protect you from the onslaught of rain. The only thing inside is a small wallet that holds nothing more than dust and a loose promise of a paycheck. There is no way you can call a taxi like this, and the nearest bus stop is at least two blocks away. You are starting to think that your childhood dreams of becoming a mermaid hadn’t been so ridiculous after all.

Then comes the hand of God. It touches your shoulder gently, hesitantly. You turn around to face a stranger, a boy with shaggy black hair and pale moonlight skin. It is not God, but he comes close.

In his other hand is your salvation wrapped in Kumamon print nylon. It is proffered to you with a silent nod, his gaze fixed somewhere behind you as he waits for you to take it. The tips of his ears begin to redden the longer it takes for you to respond. Eventually, your brain connects with your muscles as you robotically pluck the umbrella from his grasp, a stuttered “thanks” leaving your lips.

He nods stiffly once more, removing his palm from your shoulder as though he had been burned. He shuffles for a moment, mouth opening and closing as he struggles to find the words to say. You wait, patience never waning for the strange boy that you have come to know as your salvation.

He doesn’t find the words after all. You aren’t too offended by his silence, but he appears to be mortified. And so, he leaves just as quickly as he had appeared, like a whirlwind dressed in an oversized blazer flapping behind him like wings. He runs through the rain without another thought, an arm raised above his head in a futile attempt to avoid getting wet.

You try calling out to him, wanting to thank him once more and maybe to ask how you can return his umbrella, but he is long gone. A speck of black dashing through the gray.

You clutch the umbrella closer to you, a feeling of something new growing inside of you. It is too small to call anything, but it is warm.

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CEO!taehyung coming home from work 📂 a semi-moving moodboard [collab with @aestaeticbts]

“hustle and the struggle is the only thing i’m trusting”

Here. Have kudos on that fanfic you wrote in your head while you were in the shower and never typed it out. When I recover from the brilliance of it, I’ll come back to leave a review.

so. FUN FACT

tumblr is apparently rolling out a beta for a new post editor that essentially makes it so there are no longer post “types” (text post, audio post, photo post, etc.), and instead all types of content are better integrated into a single post. pretty neat, right?

…until you read the fine print.

The maximum number of total content blocks allowed in a single post is 250.

i emailed support and asked whether each paragraph counts as a content block. i received this reply:

SO. each paragraph counts as a content block, and i’m only allowed 250 content blocks in one post. the solution provided was to reformat my fics by using shift+enter after every paragraph instead of simply enter. which is already unnecessarily annoying in of itself, but then you come to the second hurdle: 

The maximum character length of a single text block is 4096 characters.

so–what?? besides spending my time writing thousands upon thousands of words, i’m expected to copy-paste it and then reformat everything, counting every single one of those words to make sure they fit within the restrictions? or i’m supposed to chop my fics up into multiple parts, even when i don’t want to? how exactly are writers supposed to write on this platform?? as you all know, my style tends to run pretty dialogue-heavy, so i start new paragraphs (and, thus, content blocks!!!) pretty damn often. i did a quick check, and let it snow, at almost 19k, is 550 paragraphs. with this new system, i would be forced to upload it in three (3!!!!!) posts! even my shortest chapter of ego, at 8.8k, is 350 paragraphs, and i’d have to split it in two.

this is honestly a formatting nightmare as a writer, and this is a decision that is liable to drive content creators away from the site and change fandom culture as a whole. 

please. if you enjoy reading content on this site and want to continue enjoying content on this site, please don’t let tumblr make things harder for writers! since the tumblr team is supposedly eager to hear what everyone thinks, it would really help if you could message support and share your concern about the issue–maybe we can stop this disaster before it starts.

what a cutie

this is amazing

what the fuck

Bamboozled

a cutie in 2012

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Whipped

(d.ksoo)

Req: fluff + smut with Kyungsoo by @johnniverse​ Pairing: actor!Kyungsoo x baker!reader Words: 10,609k Genre: fluff, friends to lovers, smut Warning: cursing, smut, mature Summary: Your close friendship with Korea’s favourite actor is suddenly strained when he begins acting strange after returning home. Three nights of disappointment and several drinks later, the memory of a rhubarb Eton mess lingers in the air as you find yourself finally seeing your best friend in a different light. Tags: actor!Soo, slightly chef!Soo, baker!reader, cursing, flirting, sexual tension and fluffy smut A/N: To the req, I hope you like it and it isnt too cringy lol, I always struggle with fluff. Also P.S, I’m never doing the fake texting image thing ever again, I had to use both my phone and laptop to edit/upload the pics in order and it was a pain in the ass especially for a fic this long (and on a side-note, props to all the text-message fic authors, this sHIT IS HARD JFC SERIOUSLY Y’ALL ARE AMAZING AND DEDICATED AF, I APPRECIATE THE EFFORT)

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treat yourself like a good friend…be kind to yourself… yes, u can critique your behavior but don’t be ruthlessly mean…don’t say what you wouldn’t say to a close friend…cherish yourself and cut yourself some slack…it’s gonna be ok

can’t bring me down.

For @kyung-seokie​! Kyungsoo and 4. “Who gave you that black eye?” + 27. “Oh, fuck off.”

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Reader

Word Count: 3,848

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oh. my. god..... you really got me fucked up😭😭 IM CRYING THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS🥺💝 YOU DID SO WELL WOWOWOWWOW IM SO😭

Kiss Scene

╰♡ do kyungsoo smut

actor!soo, light smut, suggestive, grinding, teased

requested: @sichajeon​

“omg could you do a one shot where you’re practicing a kissing scene with soo and it gets out of hand,,, if u know what i mean 😗✌🏼 “

as a rookie actress, you were completely shocked to be starring in a film with one of the most successful actors in the industry, do kyungsoo. you had auditioned spontaneously, not expecting much from it due to the popularity of the director. although, when you got the call back you almost screamed with excitement.

you had attended a script reading, where you met the A list actor, kyungsoo, for the first time. while reading his lines you couldn’t take your eyes off him. he was so handsome and talented. you were snapped out of your daze when the director suggested to skip the kiss scene ‘for now’. you hadn’t realized there was a kiss scene; maybe because you were so star struck by the do kyungsoo.

it was now the first day on set and to say you were nervous was an understatement. 

“places, everyone! let’s get some practice shots in before filming. we will run through the most impactful scenes first.” the director calls out. your manager rushes you out of your hair and makeup chair and onto the set. your outfit was professional since your role was an assistant of a CEO, aka kyungsoo’s role. you wore a tight pencil skirt and a blouse. you tried to hide your gasp when you saw kyungsoo approaching, which resulted in an awkward cough when he bowed to greet you. he looked amazing. he wore a black on black suit and tie with his light brown hair styled up. he looked even better in real life than on screen. you tried to hide your blush by keeping your eyes on anything else but him. you were starting to doubt your ability to act in this role with kyungsoo. he was so talented while you were just a rookie, although your manager had assured you that doing this would make your break into the bigger screens.

“start the kiss scene run through.” the directors orders snapped you out of your running thoughts. even though this was just practice and the cameras weren’t even rolling, you were still anxious. 

you walked a few feet to the office set, where the kiss scene was taking place. your character was written to be pushed against the CEO’s office wall and kissed passionately. you stand a few feet away from the wall and kyungsoo steps in front of you. waiting for the directors call to start, you met eyes with kyungsoo. they were so big and sparkly. they looked as if they were filled with pure chocolate. with the bright stage lights, they glowed. 

“kiss scene, start!” the director orders. your stomach did a flip as you felt kyungsoo’s hands on your shoulders, pushing you against the wall. it didn’t hurt, although you knew it looked as if it did since you heard slights gasps from the staff, silently applauding kyungsoo’s skills. you froze when you saw him leaning closer and closer to you. it wasn’t until your lips met his when you remembered you should be acting, so you close your eyes suddenly and attempt to be passionate. 

“stop! stop! stop stop stop excuse me? what was that?” the director interrupts. you feel kyungsoo pull away from you and you both look toward the upset director. 

“w-what?” you speak quietly, confused.

“you! newbie! you’re so STIFF it looks as if he’s kissing the fucking wall!” the director exclaims. you felt your eyes watering. you were always great at receiving criticism but something about having this man yell at you in front of so many people made you feed worse.

“i’m sure she’s just nervous Mr. Park.” kyungsoo suddenly speaks up. he’s been relatively quiet the entire time you’ve been on set, so to see him speak anything besides his lines surprised you a little bit. 

“you said she was good, what the hell is this?” 

what? 

“and she is! don’t be so harsh, ill handle it.” kyungsoo raised his voice slightly, taking your hand and pulling you away. confused, you follow behind kyungsoo, letting him guide you to wherever he was taking you. you couldn’t really tell since your eyes had began to well up, causing your vision to blur. 

you enter a room and hear a door close behind you. kyungsoo sits you down and hands you a tissue.

“hey, don’t listen to him. okay? i think you did great.” kyungsoo reassures you, placing a hand on the back of your head, softly patting. you shake your head no.

“no, he’s right.” you speak softly with your head down, too embarrassed to look at kyungsoo.

“yah, don’t say that. have you ever done a kiss scene before?” 

you shake your head no, using the tissue to dab away the tears threatening to spill.

“see! it’s fine. of course you wouldn’t know how to react.”

your mind starts replaying what just happened. how you froze when kyungsoo got near you, how you forgot to kiss him back, how the director yelled at you in front of everyone, how kyungsoo stood up for you, h- wait. 

“you said she was good” 

“w-what did he mean when he said you said i was good?” you finally looked up at kyungsoo from your seat. you took in your surroundings for a second and inferred that you were in his dressing room. due to the wardrobe and products that seemed to match him. 

“ah” kyungsoo hummed and looked down. “uh, well.. i actually demanded the role was to be given to you..” 

WHAT

you couldn’t speak. your jaw slightly dropped in shock. the do kyungsoo demanded a lead role to be given to YOU?? why? you’re a nobody compared to him. how did he even know you auditioned?

“i know. i know. it sounds weird. i’m sorry. but i’ve seen the work you’ve done in the past and you’re beautiful and talented you deserve to be on a bigger screen. you’re so underrated i just knew you could do this role well.” he rambled. you saw his ears and cheeks flush a light shade of pink as he explained himself.

“thank you…but, i’m obviously not doing this role well so you were wrong.” you huff in annoyance at yourself. 

“don’t say that. you’re doing amazing.” he attempts to reassure you again.

“i can’t even kiss right! how am i supposed to pull of this whole film?” 

“i think you’re just nervous. you need to get comfortable with the role. we can practice.. if you want..” kyungsoo spoke the last part quietly. your eyes widened a bit at the idea and your cheeks flushed at the opposition. although, it didn’t seem like such a bad idea. besides the fact that kyungsoo was insanely attractive, it would help get you  more comfortable with him and doing the kiss on film. 

“okay.” you look at him. 

“w-really?” kyungsoo’s eyes widen but he quickly collects himself and clears his throat. “hm, okay. come closer.” he seemed nervous. 

you move so your body is facing his. 

“okay, so i’m going to kiss you now. just follow my lead okay? and just stop when you feel like it.” kyungsoo places one of his hands under your chin, tilting your head slightly upwards. he leaned closer. your lips were just inches away from his. you close your eyes when his lips touch yours. now that you were more comfortable than before, you noticed how soft his lips were; how gentle he was. you deepened the kiss by leaning into him more, placing your hand on his thigh for balance. you felt him stiffen up a bit when you did this, but ignored it and continued to kiss him. 

you decided to push things further when you remembered the kiss was supposed to be ‘passionate’. you could tell he was shocked when you bit his lip. but by the way he pulled you on top of him, you could tell he liked it. straddling him, you wrapped your arms around his neck while his hands rested at your hips. the kiss began to take your breath away. pulling away to catch your breath, you were met with kyungsoo kissing down your neck. you couldn’t suppress your moan as he kissed and sucked that one area that made you go crazy. he was so gentle, yet there was a sense of hunger behind his actions. you could tell he was holding back. 

guiding his face back to yours, you kissed him deeply. you almost squeaked in surprise when you felt his hands push your hips down so you were grinding on him. he let out low groans at the friction. his moans were so deep, like music to your ears. you decide to grind harder against him, wanting to desperately hear him again. he pulls away from the kiss to lean his head back, letting out deep breaths and moans. you smirk to yourself, proud to be able to get this reaction out of him. you lean forward, leaving sloppy kisses along his neck, occasionally biting. this only caused him to release more groans.

his voice alone made you extremely needy. you wanted him. you craved him. the feeling of his lips on yours was heavenly. the way he touched you so softly made your heart melt. it was like he thought you were going to break. the feeling of his hands guiding you to grind against him made you dizzy. it felt so good. you wanted more. 

your hands trail downwards. from his shoulders, down his suit, to the buckle on his pants. his eyes on you the entire time. you blushed as you hesitated to unbuckle them. you looked at him for permission. he raised one of his hands to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear as he softly nodded, giving you permission. 

as you undid his belt, you and kyungsoo froze as a loud knock on the door startled you both.  

“all leads to the set” a voice called through the door. 

you let out a sigh of relief that whoever was at the door didn’t come in. you pout, upset that you and kyungsoo were interrupted and couldn’t continue. you look up at kyungsoo when you hear him let out a small laugh.

“hey, it’s okay.” he says, trying to reassure you. this only causes you to roll your eyes.

“noooo” you whine. “i want you.” you say rather boldly, playing with his belt buckle in your hands. you could tell he was taken aback by the confession. he lifts you off of his lap and stands up, holding his hand out for you.

“come on, y/n. i’m sure you’re more than comfortable with the kiss scene now.” he has a cute smile playing at his lips as he speaks. you feel butterflies in your stomach recalling your actions just a few minuets prior. taking his hand, you both walk out onto the office set. 

“kiss scene, start!”