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sharkylass · 4 months

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ALRIGHT IN STARS AND TIME FANDOM, I'M BOUT TO HIT YOU WITH MY TAKE ON THE BELOVED SISTER!!

Those who don't want to get spoiled about little details about Bonnie's sister (or the game at all for that matter- There's spoilers for Act 3 and 4 in here so YOU'VE BEEN WARNED)

SAY HELLO TO PETRONILLE!! Or how I am going to call her, Nil. I've seen a few people do their take on her, and I wanted to join in!

@insertdisc5 I am sorry in advance if you have a vision for her, especially if it is WILDLY different to mine-

KEEP IN MIND, I AM GOING TO BE RANTING A LOT, IVE HAD THIS IN THE MAKING FOR A WHILE, THERE'S MORE ART, SO SKIP AHEAD IF YOU'D LIKE

First thing's first! I tried to figure out what she would look like in the original style. I didn't want to overly detail her with my normal style, and I wanted her to somewhat fit in with the rest. Bonnie was clearly the strongest inspiration , she has their eyes, the black hair, white thing around their head to bring attention to her face- That's also why she has lip piercings! To bring more attention to her face (and due to Bonnie's earring type, I assumed piercings can exist in the world)

Her ear has 3 earrings, that was not intentional, I just thought it was cool. I like to think they perceive those as "regular" earrings, and even if a person wears bonding earrings, they can also wear more normal earrings.

I just had the image of her not really having a short range weapon, so maybe it's time for someone with a semi-long range weapon to join the team! In my head Nil seemed to be the type to like getting dirty with her hands, so a rope seemed fitting somehow.

Also- She is paper type! I liked the idea of her looking like such a rock type, but being paper. I considered making her dual type, but since those are rare, I didn't want to get ahead of myself. Admittedly, that does make the party a little overloaded with paper types, so if she was to be in a game with balancing, I'd probably change her to rock or something. BUT AS A CHARACTER THING- she remains paper.

(EDIT: I was just reminded of the huge hammer she broke a wall with, so that is ABSOLUTELY a valid replacement weapon for her. If she was rock type that would be her weapon for sure. Altho it IS funny to imagine she broke the wall and swore off heavy weapons for life. I like to think thats what happened with my take on Nil)

Mechanically I think she wouldn't be too dissimular to Isabeau, but instead of boosting the party, she debuffs the enemy. Particularly slowing them down, and lowing defense. Alternatively, I can see her being a second healer of sorts, but while Mira is good at healing everyone, Nil is good at healing a single person and giving them a boost (just things she learned to take care of Bon). I do see her attack not being that high tho, probably lower then Mira.

ALRIGHT, TIME FOR MORE ART

Her dynamics with everyone:

Bonnie:

I like to think Bonnie got their spunky attitude from somewhere. So I like to think Nil is very playful with them, even if she is looking out for them. Bonnie clearly knows the difference between lighthearted serious, and SERIOUS serious. They also seem to revel in compliments, so I like to imagine they are used to receiving them from their sister!

Nil is the most serious around Bonnie tho. As their sole caretaker, she's trying her best to keep them out of trouble while teaching them and letting them grow at a normal pace.

However, when she's with the adults- I described it like- Around Bonnie she can be serious and a voice of reason. When she's with adults tho she herself becomes the Bonnie, so to speak. She's loud and a bit hot-headed.

Mirabelle:

I swear I saw Insertdisc mention that Mira and Nil would have a bit of a rivalry going on AND I'M SO HERE FOR IT-

The two of them are those siblings that fight constantly, but the moment someone else gives either of them shit, the other will go for the jugular. They mainly try to compete for Bon's affection and who's the better sister, and they get a bit... blindsighted. Nil usually doesn't go out of her way to spoil Bonnie I don't think, I think she tries to be reasonable with them where she can. However with Mira in the picture it becomes- a little hard... Nil doesn't like the thought that she's being replaced

However, if either of them needs it, the other will be there. Nil provides Mira with a strong shoulder to lean on, and Mira provides an emotional yet reasonable approach to the situation bothering Nil.

Odile:

I like to think at first Nil didn't really get along with Odile. Supposedly Nil has a bad relationship with her parents, so I imagine her seeing someone who's a parent aged adult who holds seemingly more authority- It would... Unnerve her for a little while.

Odile will probably give her something to do, and Nil would refuse, because who is Odile to be ordering her around?? You know. Like a child. But with time they get used to the dynamic, Nil grows to respect Odile at the very least, and Odile picks up on the fact Nil seems to respond positively to positive reinforcement from her.

Having someone close, to break that pre build idea in Nil's head with positivity, despite Odile being strict and struggling to show affection- It would do her a lot of good, and Nil will eventually thank her, and apologize for being so rough to her in the beginning.

Isabeau:

Isa and Nil are actually very similar- I did not mean for it, but I hope they don't end up being TOO similar.

They are both loud, love to laugh and take care of those they love. Even their hobbies are a bit more similar then everyone else. Nil likes gardening, and taking care of things, and Isa likes to create clothes. Both of them are in a way creating something. Nil making sure what she's taking care of grows to be big and strong, and Isa is more literal-

Where they differ is in smarts partly. Isa is clearly very book smart. I think Nil would turn to him if she had a general question about something (and later on Odile once she gets used to her). She completely encourages him to show more of what he knows.

They also differ in their buffness slightly. While Isa is still the beefiest on the team, he did it with the intention, he trained. Meanwhile I think Nil just likes the field work so she's constantly outside doing heavy dirty work.

I like to think that after being unfrozen, Nil's clothes were roughed up and she didn't really think to or have the time to fix it. So I imagine Isa saw the roughed up state of her pants and gloves, and made her some himself, Which she treasures but GOD she is not used to receiving anything from anyone, LET ALONE gifts.

They also similarly hide their insecurities under bavado. Isa hides his smarts to be liked, and Nil hides her fears so she can be brave. I'll go more into detail when I get to Nil's own section. (I SWEAR I didn't mean for Isa's section to be so long I PROMISE-)

Siffrin:

These two don't do a lot of talking I'd imagine. While Nil is used to being loud, I think she'd get used to the silence around Sif and simply enjoy the quiet.

A lot of the ideas I had with those two were very touch focused. I assume Nil struggles with touch because of potential childhood related traumas, and not being warned sends her into a fight or flight. While Sif is deeply unused to it but craves it.

I still imagine Nil isn't an inherently NOT touchy person- I mean. Bon's the touchiest little guy out there. So maybe she knows how to warn people of when she's about to touch them, AND she is more used to asking for hugs and affection. So after she learns that Sif struggles asking and being startled, she became the person that would encourage them and tell them how to do it. In every single drawing where they're touching just know that either she warned them or they asked for that touch.

Also Nil is a very grounding reminder for Sif that he's not in the loops anymore. So if they get a particular scare, like they were woken up wrong, they had a rough sleep, smelled a banana, remembered the king- anything involving going back- Nil serves as a reminder that they're here, with everyone, in the present. No going back. So that, combined with their touch therapy, it results in him being particularly physically clingy with her. She squeezes their hand ocassionally. It's a grounding reminder.

Nil is also UNBELIEVABLY THANKFUL for Sif, once she learns about how they lost their eye. The fact Sif went out of their way to protect HER little sibling- It means the world to her, and she wouldn't wish it on Sif one bit. She probably holds guilt that she couldn't take the hit for both of them, Bonnie is her responsibility! They probably end up having a conversation similar to Sif telling Mira "Do you think she was wrong? To save you?" She doesn't know about the end of act 3

AAAAAND NIL HERSELF!

A lot of this is already information I mentioned. Her being a paper type, her liking bugs, being traumatized, startled by touch- But I drew these beforehand, so!

I imagine Nil ran away young, cause Bonnie doesn't remember her running from their parents. What happened in there, I do not know and I don't think I'm capable of imagining. It might not even be as dramatic as I illustrated it. But either way, she grew up being the sole caretaker of Bonnie. I'm sure Vaugardians were kind and that they didn't have to struggle too hard for food or a place, or to get Bonnie into a school- But Nil still wanted to learn how to be self sufficient, how to provide in case something happens. It might be why they live in Bambouche honestly, Nil learned how to grow plants and being close to the sea is good for catching a lot of fish! ...It was also at the edge of Vaugarde. Probably the edges where the King's curse reached slower.

She likes getting her hands dirty and working outside, so I imagine she's a bit sunburnt! If only on her shoulders and cheeks.

Growing up alone, self sufficient- She probably had to grow a bit fast (even if she indulges in childish things with Bonbon). She quickly started repressing all fears, all questions of her decision to run away. I imagine she's actually insecure in her abilities, how Bon deserves more capable people in their life, how she doesn't really know anything and how she literally got frozen and Bonnie had to fend for themselves- After Bon comes back, she's so filled with admiration and adoration for her little sibling. They really went to the ends of the earth and saved the world. What a brave little sibling she has.

The new family kind of... Feels like a threat to her title as sister at the start. All 5 of them saved a country. The people Bonnie met are strong, knowledgeable, been all over the world- She's glad they protect Bonnie. She just wishes she had something to offer. It takes her a little while to realize they are also there for her too.

I was ranting to a friend, and I am pretty sure we know Nil would like to travel after everything. Being able to explore her more child like fantasies, with the safety blanket that is the family- It means a lot to her. She gets to truly indulge in living and letting loose and depending on people for the first time in her life.

Afterwards tho... I like to imagine she would settle down. It takes a while, but she likes having a place to call her own. And so we talked about how she would probably have a ranch of some sort. I like to imagine she'd love having horses. A way for her to remain free spirited, while taking care of creatures and having the security of a place to rest at the end of the day. And if she chooses, she can go wherever she wants with those bad boys!

My friend mentioned they might have goats or sheep or chicken, and I'm all aboard for that too. I'm not settled on the idea of a farm life for her, but I like it.

Also if I dare pull a Dreaming One for a second- Bonnie and Sif are like little siblings to her, Mira is like a twin (or relatively same aged), Isa is like an older brother, and Odile the everlasting grandma.

ALRIGHT THAT TOOK A WHILE-

Sorry, I started drawing her for fun and just started BRAINROTTING about her out of nowhere.

I still have little doodle ideas but this was already getting so lengthy so I am going to leave it here, and maybe return another day.

I just deeply wanted to establish Nil as her own character who can fit within the group's dynamic and belong in the family. While she very much IS Bonnie's sister and that's such a big part of her, I wanted to expand her a little further.

If you took the time to read, THANK YOU. I HOPE YOU LIKE HER, AND THAT YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL REST OF YOUR DAY

P.S. IF YOU DRAW OR WRITE WITH HER I BEG YOU TO TAG ME

#OH! AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! MAY IT TREAT YOU WELL #long post #isat #in stars and time #isat siffrin #isat bonnie #isat mirabelle #isat isabeau #isat odile #isat nille #in stars and time nille #isat spoilers #in stars and times spoilers

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zanarkandskylines · 3 months

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Hiii just thinking about Bakugo x reader where reader’s in danger from a villain attack and Bakugo saves her heheh. And then the media’s eating it up like 😭😭

this is such a cute idea!! ✨

Accidental Damage

『♡』 pro-hero support fem!reader x pro-hero bakugo ╰➤ ꒰ pro-heroes au | secret bf/gf ꒱ ♡ katsuki bakugo masterlist ♡

summary: you've been swamped with work as a pro-hero support engineer, pushing 80 hour weeks over the busy season, and finally have a day off! bakugo, however, isn't so lucky and ends up getting called in for an emergency patrol during your movie date. instead of sitting at home, you decide to treat yourself and head out into the city. turns out, you probably should have stayed home...considering the fashion district you frequently visit was the villain-of-the-week's choice of attack. tags & warnings: mild violence, anxiety, cursing | lovers (bf/gf), fluff, emotional comfort, physical hurt, protective bakugo, reader doesn't have a quirk, reader's a badass, accidental pda, oops the secret's out now, bakugo treats reader like a princess a/n: wanted to change up the dynamic a little and make reader & bakugo secretly date from opposing sides of the hero world! i'd love to see more of the support class tbh ꒰ Ao3 version | word count; 2,890 ꒱

It’s your day off! After working endless hours for the past month, you’re finally free of the frenzy of Support Request busy season. Spring is often the time that most heroes submit their upgrade and repair requests to their agency’s support team, resulting in a non-stop effort to get through everything in a timely manner. The agency doesn’t want to be responsible for a hero not being able to perform their patrol duties from malfunctioning hero attire.

The original plan of the day was to spend it in your apartment, watching movies with your bombastic hero of a boyfriend - Dynamight. Unfortunately, just like 9 out of 10 other times, he was called out on an emergency shift to cover for someone else.

Being the girlfriend of the number 6 hero wasn’t easy, especially because no one knew you two were even together.

The two of you attended UA High together in separate classes - Class A and Class H. You knew of one another, but never had a chance to talk outside of the occasional ‘hey.’ After graduating from UA, the two of you happen to be hired to the same agency in Tokyo as you were assigned to his support team. A few late night dinners, long phone calls, and plenty of flirty banter later, you started quietly dating the explosive hero. It’s been about two years and you’re happy as can be - secret or not. It wasn’t for any purpose other than to keep the media out of Bakugo’s personal life and focused on his hero career as it was common for the public to become judgmental and fans to get…protective, to say the least. The last thing you wanted to do was to risk his ranking or public image for the sake of labeling him as "taken."

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"Oh god fuckin' dammit," Bakugo cursed as his phone rang on loop, vibrating to the edge of the coffee table. Removing his arm from your waist, he frustratingly snatched it from the table before the final ring. You caught a glimpse of the caller ID before he answered and left the couch.

AGENCY EMERGENCY LINE

Aww...we just started the movie, you thought, disappointed in the timing.

It was unavoidable, though, considering he was in the top 10 of the pro hero circuit in a record amount of time after graduating from UA. He was damn good at his job and worked his ass off to get where he is today. You're so proud of him and all he's accomplished, but that doesn't mean that you hate how often they pull him back into work on his days off. He hates it just as much as you do.

You overhear a bit of the conversation as he moved to the hallway to take the call.

"Dynamight, we need to you to assist..."

"Spare me the damn formalities and just tell me where the hell you're sending me."

"It's downtown, sector 24, you'll be going along side..."

That's all you heard before he was out of earshot.

You never held it against Bakugo whenever this would happen, it wasn't his fault at all, he had a job to do and he was needed - that's all it was.

He returned from the hallway, a scowl on his face as he plopped onto the cushion next to you. You already know what he's about to say.

"I'm sorry sweets, I gotta go back to work." He leans over and plants a soft kiss on your cheek. "What a fuckin' week. Been lookin' forward to finally sitting at home."

You frown as you squeeze his hand reassuringly. "It's okay, the world needs the great Dynamight."

Bakugo groans in defeat, leaving the couch to run for the door. He's about to put his shoes on and grab his keys before he pauses, dropping his boots in the entryway and skipping back over to the couch. He bends over the arm and sits awkwardly on it as he grabs your chin, turning your face to his. He places a kiss to your lips and it leaves you breathless, like always.

“Love you, sweetheart,” he purrs, finger brushing along the top of your cheek.

“Love you too, Kats,” you respond quietly as his hand leaves your cheek. “Be safe, text me when you head home.”

He grabs his keys and wallet from the entryway, shuffling through it and placing his credit card back onto the table.

"Leavin' my card for you to take, baby. Go buy somethin' pretty for yourself."

And just like that, he's out the door and on his way back to the agency for the fifth time this week.

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Bakugo had a habit of not letting you pay for almost anything, no matter how much you protested against him - it was one of his ways of showing his love for you. He would often scold you for having somewhat of an overspending problem, but your motto was always “money comes back!” He’d roll his eyes and hand you his credit card, preferring to spoil you instead of letting you drag yourself into debt. You learned to stop refusing his offer to pay for things a few months into your relationship, knowing full well he'd never back down after he'd steal your card out of your hands or swap it for his when you weren't looking.

Might as well take him up on his offer and go shopping!

Strolling down one of the main streets of the fashion district, you pop into one of your favorite clothing boutiques to browse around. It's busy for a Sunday afternoon, but the crowds don't bother you. Whenever you came here, Bakugo would often wait a street or two over to avoid said crowds. He hated them, but never wanted to leave you alone, so he'd tag along in ways that made him comfortable.

You're flipping through a sales rack outside of the store when a sudden rumbling in the street catches your attention. An earthquake, maybe? A couple of people around you notice as well and stop what they’re doing to focus on the vibrations. A moment later, the street becomes riddled with panic as the entire crowd is rushing in the opposite direction.

Of course a villain would show up to ruin your shopping trip.

You always make sure for these type of scenarios that you keep a spare gadget in your bag for protection. Bakugo wasn’t satisfied with you carrying just a normal self defense weapon, so he helped (more so forced you to) craft a device that would allow you to “save your own quirk-less ass” if push came to shove. He knew how talented you were and dedicated to your craft, always thinking up new gadgets and drawing plans off the clock. He wanted to encourage you to create your own genius contraption rather than solely making things for the heroes around you.

Digging through your bag, you grab onto the make-shift object that resembles a pair of bracelets. You slip them on and push the buttons on the underside of each bangle - activating the mechanism inside. They cover your hands in a binding of metals that resemble armored gloves and crawl up your forearms and end at your elbows.

Time to see what these babies can do!

You laugh to yourself at the thought of calling your creations "babies." It fondly reminds you of Hatsume and how she would be ecstatic over her piles of support items she's constructed, constantly flailing around the support classroom with glee.

Your attention is roughly brought back to the villain landing a few stores away from you as a giant gust of wind forces remaining civilians out of his way. He's sporting a jetpack-like bag on his back, motorized arms poking out of it like a spider. He spots you out of the corner of his eye, immediately curious about your support gear.

"Oh? What do we have here?" He questions, gesturing in your direction. "Those look too high and mighty for a girl your size. Are you even a hero?"

You know he's trying to antagonize you and get under your skin, and unfortunately, it works. But if you can keep him distracted until a hero shows, he'll do less damage to the area and you can prevent unnecessary causalities.

"Who needs a hero when a 'normie' like me can kick your ass with my bare fists?" you instigate, praying that'll convince him to shift his full attention to you. It does, aggressively launching himself in your direction with his...spider legs?...and lands in front of you, bending over to level his eyes with yours.

"Those are some brave words for a bug like you."

You take a deep breath, steadying your stance before landing a swift right hook to his jaw, sending him soaring into the street. Your gloves make a soft hiss as they release the energy stored inside them.

Yes! God, that felt good. Is this how Kat feels?!

The villain clamors to his feet, seething with rage as he readjusts his set of translucent goggles.

"You little bitch!"

You brace yourself for impact by crossing the gloves in front of you, summoning a temporary energetic barrier to guard against his attack. The force sends you stumbling backwards, falling straight on your ass as you roll out of the way of a robot leg slamming down next to you.

Just keep moving, don't stop moving, remember what Kat taught you!

You're extremely thankful in this moment that Bakugo practically forced you to train with him. He was adamant on you having basic fighting ability - hand to hand combat, some karate, self-defense moves, and more importantly, staying in shape to outrun any villains. He didn't think you were incapable of handling yourself, he just wanted you to be able to kick some ass while doing it.

As you're zigzagging the villain, dozens of cameramen and reporters are flooding the scene, desperate to get the 'first look' on the details of the commotion. Your tunnel vision on the current threat in front of you keeps you busy, not noticing the massive media crowd forming around you on both ends of the street.

The villain jumps up, catching you off guard as he lands behind you, smacking you in the back with a robot arm with a loud thwap that sends you careening into a clothing rack on the street. A collective gasp is heard from the peanut gallery, clamoring over your safety for 'views.'

You may or may not have hit your head - unsure if you're dizzy from the fall or a potential concussion. Shaking yourself out of the haze, you scramble away from a follow-up attack from one of his mechanized tendrils.

"Aw, are you backing away from the fight you started?!" He taunts, arrogantly laughing at your defensive maneuvers.

In the distance, you begin to hear soft booms echo through the air, steadily growing in volume. You knew exactly who was rushing to the scene.

Oh buddy, now you're fucked.

You can't help the devilish smirk that crosses your lips, anticipating your hero boyfriend to show up and blow this guy into the pavement. In the interim, you have one final trick up your sleeve - literally - to give this guy a pre-beatdown of your own.

"Nah, just wearing you down so I can knock your ass out!" you boast, channeling your best "hero" speech.

With a few taps of your fingers on the metal gripping your forearms, the gloves begin to channel energy into the palms of your hands, lighting up with blue sparks as it charged. You needed an extra 15 seconds before they were ready to burst. The villain notices, swiping at your feet to knock you down before you can properly dodge. The breath is knocked from your lungs and leaves you gasping for air.

Boom, boom...boom!

You can tell Bakugo's almost here as the explosions get louder with each burst.

Just 5 more seconds...

"Yo, spider-freak!" Bakugo roars from atop a nearby building. "We can do this th' easy way or hard way. Your choice, jackass!"

He hasn't noticed you yet as your gloves begin to beep, signaling the charge is ready for use.

Perfect timing.

Getting to your feet is more of a struggle than anticipated as you're still recovering from the previous strike. Wobbling on jelly legs, you plant your feet solidly on the pavement to the best of your ability, bring your hands up in front of you and aim your palms at the villain. Your loud cackle catches Bakugo’s attention, sending a panic coursing through his veins as he finally sees you - shaking like a leaf with a grin on your face.

What the fuck is she doing?!

His train of thought is interrupted by your gloves firing off a massive burst of energy, hitting the villain square in the chest and slamming him into the ground, shattering his robotic accessories in the process.

Holy shit, those fuckers work after all.

Bakugo can't help but snort at your ballsy attempt to hold down the villain, feeling simultaneously proud and scared shitless that you'd put yourself in the middle of harms way for strangers - just like himself. He's blasting off the building and down to the street to wrap up what's left of this D-lister villain.

The blowback from the gloves, however, is way harder to handle than anticipated. As the gloves emit vapor and a sharp hissing noise, you're sent teetering backward, tumbling across the street until your body skids to a halt.

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Everything fucking hurts.

But holy shit, that was exhilarating.

There's sirens in the distance while you lay there, signaling that they're more than likely surrounding the asshole and taking him into custody. You groan and grumble while sitting up, propping yourself up on your elbows as a loud thud lands at your feet.

You know the sound of those boots anywhere.

"Dynamight?" you feign, pretending to be distressed after the fight. "Oh, you showed up at the perfect -,"

He cuts you off with a sharp quip, his voice gruff with a playful tone. "Shut the fuck up."

Bakugo crouches down as he's grabbing your wrists and hoisting you up onto your feet. He holds onto you for a moment while you get your bearings, wobbling like a baby deer. Once you're steady, he pulls you flush to his body and cups your chin in his gloved hand. Before you can protest his movements, he swoops down and your lips meet.

He's kissing you.

In the middle of the street.

In front of every single press company in the city.

In public.

You squeak against his lips, putting your hands on his chest to create space between the two of you as you pull away. He's perplexed at your hesitation until the realization whips him back to reality.

"Fuck!" Bakugo snarled, a pink blush creeping up the back of his neck. He was too caught up in the moment with adoration over your bravery that he...forgot he was on duty.

Cameras and reporters are rushing over, shouting a million different questions at the two of you.

"Miss! Are you a hero, too? What's your name?"

"Are you Dynamight's side-kick?"

"Dynamight, you saved the city once again! Who is this young lady in relation to you?"

"Are you worried this will affect your reputation with your supporters?"

"God, the agency is gonna fuckin' hate me for this," he growls.

Oh no. You just inadvertently tainted his reputation. He might get demoted...if only you had just stayed home today.

Bakugo turns toward the thousands of camera flashes and video cameras, arm slung around your shoulder.

"This is y/n, she's a support engineer from my agency and saved your asses today," he says confidently. "And she's my girlfriend, so don't get any wrong ideas about it."

What?!

The mob of media personnel begin speaking all at once to Bakugo again, shouting question after question.

"How long have you two been together?"

"Is she in training to be a hero, too?"

"That device was impressive! How did you manufacture it?"

"Do you have a quirk?"

You're standing there, dumbfounded that Bakugo just openly admitted to your relationship on live TV and to news reporters. You can't help but flush red over the barrage of questions, not used to this kind of interrogation in your line of support work.

He sighs, shaking his head as he removes his arm from your shoulder and moving to hold your hand.

"Quit it the questions, we're leaving."

With that, he parts through the crowd with you following behind, crossing over to the other street before letting go of your hand.

"Katsuki...are you sure you’re okay with this?" you ask timidly, aware that you can't take back what he said.

"Idiot, I don't lie about things like that. Now I get to show off my perfect princess."

You say nothing in return, just quietly squeal and do a little happy dance.

Perfect princess.

"Let's get your stubborn ass to the medical team, you look like shit," he teases, poking you in the forehead. "And we should probably tone back the output on those gauntlets, that coulda killed somebody - or you."

You hum in acknowledgement and follow him down the street, heading back to the agency together.

think of the gloves as, like, ironman suit type gear? how you can just pop them on and use them as enhanced fighting gear. hehe, a cute little panic fluff is always fun. thanks much again to @queenpiranhadon for the prompt!! 💜

Divider by : @/saradika

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simmerkate · 10 months

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XTRA Interactions Mods

Introducing "Xtra Interactions," a mod for The Sims 4 that expands the range of social interactions available to your Sims! Developed with the goal of adding depth and realism to your Sims' social lives, this mod introduces 13 new dynamic interactions that delve into various aspects of contemporary conversations and interactions.

"F Bomb": Sometimes, emotions can run high, and Sims now have the option to express their frustration or anger with a straightforward and powerful statement. Use this interaction when your Sims need to release some built-up tension!

"Backhanded Compliment": Not all compliments are created equal. Sims can now deliver a compliment with a subtle hint of sarcasm or hidden meaning. Watch the recipient's reaction as your Sim walks the fine line between praise and critique.

"Body Positivity Conversation": Promote self-love and acceptance among your Sims by engaging in heartfelt discussions about body positivity. Encourage a healthy body image and help your Sims develop a more positive relationship with their own appearance.

"Discuss Fitness Apps": In the digital age, fitness has gone mobile! Sims can now chat about their favorite fitness apps, sharing tips, and exchanging experiences to stay motivated and reach their health goals.

"Discuss Fitness Classes": Exercise is more fun with company! Sims can engage in conversations about various fitness classes, from yoga to cardio workouts, and discuss the benefits and challenges of each.

"Engage in Mindfulness": Encourage your Sims to take a moment for themselves and embrace the practice of mindfulness. This interaction allows Sims to discuss and learn about techniques to reduce stress and enhance their overall well-being.

"Female Empowerment": Foster empowerment and gender equality among your Sims. Initiate conversations that focus on the strength, achievements, and challenges faced by women, inspiring your Sims to break barriers and pursue their dreams.

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badaseyebags · 2 months

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private lessons ⋆｡°✩ chapter 1 ⟢

fluff, suggestive, smut in upcoming chapters

word count: 1,2k

warnings: aged up bada (she’s in her 30’s), age gap (reader is an adult!!!), very obvious power dynamics, dom!bada, student x teacher themes

author’s note: hello guys i am back with a series and i will try to update regularly, please be patient and give me some feedback. thank you and have fun reading! -booger 🍞

you knew it was wrong, and you knew your fantasies wouldn’t actually come to life, so why did it feel so thrilling? you look at yourself in the mirror as you’re smoothing over your clothes, exhaling shakily to mentally prepare yourself to meet up with your tutor. you seriously need to stop getting your hopes up.

you were an A+ student who never even had to study, acing your tests without any real effort. all you had to do was pay attention during class and you had nothing to worry about. so why exactly did you need a tutor? well… you see.. your teacher was temporarily gone for god knows what reasons, and you’ve gotten a substitute teacher for the time being.. and your grades dropped drastically, not because you suddenly stopped caring about school or because you missed classes, no no, quite the opposite.

the problem was your insanely attractive substitute teacher. Mrs. Lee… she was so tall.. so handsome.. so pretty.. and so strict. the second your eyes landed on her you knew you were done for. you felt so guilty for the emotions you yourself couldn’t even control, although you haven’t done or said anything wrong (yet). so why exactly were you feeling this way? oh right, having zero experience and drooling over your teacher who’s 10+ years older than you is probably a good enough reason. you and your twisted mind.

you had no issues in any other classes, being the nerd you were you quite enjoyed them. but as soon as the bell rang and she walked into the room, all your focus was on tall figure. oh how you wish she would tower over you- she was speaking but you couldn’t hear a word she was saying, just her voice. you didn’t see the notes she wrote on the blackboard, letters blending into the background. all you saw was her hands. as if you suddenly forgot to read, the veins on her large hands being much more interesting to study. the length of her fingers and the way she moved them had your mind flipping a switch. every word that left her mouth just flew past your head and all you could do was just stare with a blank stare, more like blank brain.. no thoughts head empty, just Mrs. Lee and your stupid imagination.

you didn’t see an issue in this, it was almost like a new hobby. patiently waiting for her class at the end of the day as if it were some kind of a reward. spacing out with the image of her right in front of you. damn, talk about inspiration. the issue was… you weren’t as smooth with concealing your so called innocent crush on her, which you failed to realize.

with the way you gulped each time she called your name or the way your cheeks turned red when she found out you’re spacing out and not playing attention once again, or the way your eyes would linger on her as she walked across the room, never leaving her for a second, as if they were glued to her.

it was all a bit too obvious to her. at first she found it funny, she was used to both men and women falling for her. however she wouldn’t have expected someone much younger then her to be so infatuated with her, especially to such a high level you were displaying, thinking you’re hiding it so well. reality was rather different. and quite frankly entertaining for her. especially you being her student, making it even more entertaining for her to watch.

you would of assumed she’d be married by now, there’s no doubt people are chasing her left and right, but she was actually not interested in settling down just yet, deciding to focus on her career and hope she finally meets the right person along the way. someone who she could be herself with… as in someone she could have complet control over. bada craved dominance, and while some people were into that, they were often caught off by the level of it that she desired. she wanted all of it. no, she needed all of it. it made her giggle, thinking your actions are cute and nothing more, she was your teacher for now after all. it’s not like you were underage or anything, but in her view it was simply unprofessional and inappropriate. not you basically eye fucking her every class she taught, but the fact that she enjoyed it much more then she wanted to admit.

she wanted to mess with you a little, play with your little brain and have some light hearted fun. not in a way where she uses you for a night and goes back to teaching you, she wouldn’t have the heart to do that, right? she just wanted to find a way that would entertain her for the time being. she loved teasing you and seeing your reactions, she found it cute how flustered she could get you just by pointing out your own behaviour. a part of her really did feel bad seeing your grades drop more and more, and it being indirectly her fault. if she wasn’t so dedicated to her work and didn’t take her time to learn all about the students she will be teaching temporarily, she wouldn’t have known you’re actually one of the top students. which is also why she was keeping an eye on you from the beginning, confusion clouding mind seeing you not match the expectations she’d set for you prior teaching you.

was there a mistake in the system? were those grades she’d seen not yours, perhaps someone with the same name as you…? she wondered after her first time teaching your class. the second time she’d notice you fidgeting and having trouble speaking when she asked you a question. hmm.. it must be anxiety, she thought. you did seem very nervous about her being your new teacher, maybe you were just this shy because you don’t know her, that’s all.

she realised all her theories were proven wrong as you spent the following days with flushed cheeks, eyes blinking up at her in concentration. looking away quickly as soon as she looked your way.

she thought she was partly responsible for this, so she was kind enough to offer you some tutoring sessions after school. when she told you to stay behind after dismissal and proposed the offer you panicked, just then realising how distracted you must of been during class for this to turn this bad.

you frantically shook your head not wanting to accept because 1) you didn’t want to be an inconvenience and waste her time due to failing and it being totally your fault. (the part you told her)

and 2) you’d definitely pass away being in the same room as her… all alone… in her house.. being much closer to you.. with her trying to explain to you what she said in class 200 times while you just drooled over her, as if it’s not going to be even harder for you to focus. ( that’s the part you didn’t tell her)

cat got your tongue when she assured you that it’s all okay and she would be more then happy to give you private lessons, and proud to see you do better. you swallowed hard as she asked for your number, arranging a meeting for the weekend, patting your head before she walked out telling you she can’t wait.

oh you’re screwed, so damn screwed.

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skz317cb97 · 2 years

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Seo Changbin x thick female reader

Word count: 4k

Synopsis: When your new personal trainer finds out exactly why you've hired him he does EVERYTHING he can to help you with your body image issues.

A/N: 18+ only! The 4th installment of the thick reader series! I hope you all enjoy! Please reblog, like, comment, shoot me an ask if you do! I love hearing from you guys especially about this series! As always warnings and smut below the cut!

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! Strong language/cussing, dry humping, oral (f receiving), a bit of spit play, protected piv sex, a bit of a strength kink if you squint, a little anal play but no penetration, cum shot, slighy Changbin dom/MC sub dynamic, praise/pet names (beautiful, baby etc). I think that is everything but if I missed something, please let me know and I will add it immediately!

You were a little nervous about your first session with the new physical trainer you had hired. He came highly recommended and you wanted someone, no NEEDED someone that would get you results. Quickly. It was a no brainer to go with him. You were sent an email before your first session outlining the first steps in his fitness plan for you. It also informed you there was a dress code to be followed and that when you were at the gym you were to be in workout clothes made of light material, that allowed for easy movement. There were a few other rules outlined like no food or drink on the workout floor except water, wiping down your own equipment, normal rules you would expect in any gym.

You were standing there waiting in said gym, your ponytail high, wearing a peachy pink spandex sports bra and matching leggings, NOT something you would typically pick to go to the gym in but you didn’t want to start off on the wrong foot. He did seem like a bit of a hard ass over email and it had you a little more than anxious about meeting him. You had no idea what this guy was like or what he looked like. What if he was like one of those massive gym rat bros that always glared at you when you went to the gym before, what if he saw you and thought you were just a waste of time because you’re bigger, what if...

You were pulled from your spiraling negative thoughts when the trainer finally came in. He smiled brightly as he walked towards you, a soft dimple appearing in one cheek and you couldn’t help but give him a once over as he approached you.

He was buff but not crazy big, yet somehow, he seemed soft with his wavy black hair and charming smile. He was not as intimidating as you had expected. He was gorgeous too with his sparkling brown eyes, full lips and strong jaw.

His smile seemed genuine but you couldn’t help feeling a bit self-conscious in your gym clothes seeing how fit he was. You were about to try and cover yourself a bit but he tossed his duffle bag and extended his hand to shake yours before you could.

“Hi! You must be Mrs. y/n y/l/n! I’m Seo Changbin.” You took his hand and he gently cupped his other over yours as he shook it.

“Yes, I am, Ms. y/n y/l/n, it’s nice to meet you Mr. Seo.” You corrected him and he smiled at you again nodding.

“Ms. Please, call me Binnie. We’re going to be spending a lot of time together so no need to be so formal.” He gave you a beaming smile before getting right to business.

“I’d like us to start with some stretching to warm up and determine your range of motion and flexibility. I have a couple of yoga mats set up over here so why don’t you choose one and get into a lotus position.” You looked at him as if he’d just spoken a foreign language.

“Uh... lotus position?” He nodded and motioned towards the mats.

“Yes. On your butt, cross your legs, feet resting on your thighs.” You nodded in understanding and got into the pose he’d described.

“Good.” He came behind you and pulled your shoulders back a bit.

“Shoulders wide, spine just a bit straighter, like that, yes! Good!” You went through a few yoga poses like that. You felt a bit awkward bending over in the outfit you chose while Changbin watched you intently, making adjustments where it was needed until he deemed you stretched out enough.

“Okay we’re gonna start with cardio. Then we’ll do some weight training focusing on legs and core today, and we’ll finish up with some light stretching like we just did to cool back down. It’s important to stretch after as well so you don’t tense up and pull a muscle.” So far Changbin had been nothing like you were expecting. He was soft spoken, gentle, and encouraging. He led you over to the treadmills and motioned for you to get on the first, which you did. He hit some buttons that adjusted the incline of the machine and the belt under your feet started moving slowly.

“Let start with a higher incline and slower speed and we’ll work things up from there.” You wondered if he chose to do that because you were bigger or if that was a normal thing he did with all of his clients. He was good at noticing when you were getting distracted by your thoughts and he would either make an adjustment or ask you a question. You couldn’t help being distracted by the thoughts that were plaguing your mind, they were constant and the whole reason you were there in the first place.

“I can go faster.” Changbin nodded and increased the speed of your treadmill. You were now at a light jog but you still felt like you should be doing more.

“Really Changbin, I can go faster.” He nodded but this time he did not turn the speed up.

“Please, call me Binnie, and it’s not a race y/n we’re just getting your heart rate up. I know you can run faster but we still have another hour and a half so you don’t need to wreck yourself right at the start, trust me you’ll be sore and exhausted by the end of the session. Just, go easy.” You wanted to argue but didn’t and focused on finding a rhythm. Over the next thirty minutes every time you started to get a comfortable rhythm Changbin gradually reduced the incline and increased your speed until you were running at a good pace.

“Be sure to control your breathing, keep your posture straight and plant your feet, don’t run on your toes, you’ll hurt yourself.” You made the changes he suggested and it did feel better.

“You take direction well. I’m gonna bring the speed back down, do a cool down walk for five and then we’ll take a short break and start legs.” The belt under your feet started to slow significantly as did you. You were sweating and had a few stray hairs sticking to your face that was most definitely red now. After the five-minute cool down you grabbed your towel and water bottle. You wiped your face and neck and then took a big drink of your water. You were a little embarrassed that you were already SO sweaty and worn out. Of course you were, anybody would be after running thirty minutes on a treadmill. You could only hear the same old words echoing in your head though. His words, always in HIS voice. ‘Fat’ ‘disgusting’ ‘lazy’ ‘ugly’.

“You’re really doing a great job y/n!” Changbin walked up taking a drink of his own water. You tensed up a bit and stuttered.

“I-is that surprising to you?” Changbin’s brow furrowed, his head tilting to the side a bit.

“Wha-no I’m... just for someone that’s never worked with a trainer before you’re doing a really good job. Not everyone picks up direction as well as you do.” ‘Comes from years of doing anything a man said you needed to do in order for him to stay with you.’ Is what you wanted to say, instead you just nodded and took another drink of your water.

“Alright breaks over, come over here to this leg press.” Changbin took you over to a weight machine that had a low seat that angled back. He pointed down at the seat.

“Go on sit down, plant your feet firmly and flat against that plate there.” You did as he said, sitting and putting your feet on the plate. He came over to make his adjustments and with the level and angle of the seat you could see up Changbin’s shorts enough to get a good look at his thigh muscles. When one of his hands touched your knee and the other gripped your ankle, spreading your legs further apart you flinched and you couldn’t help how red your face turned or the throbbing you felt inside. Changbin smiled softly at you, he noticed you tensing up when he touched you

“There, shoulder width apart like that.” He said gently. You cleared your throat and nodded. With your feet planted Changbin released the safety bar and you could feel the weight on your feet now. It really didn’t feel like more than the plate it was so light.

“Uh, Ch-Binnie? I can... this doesn’t feel like anything, we can put on more weight than this.” Changbin raised his eyebrow at you and gave you a smirk.

“Are you preparing for a squatting competition or what? Look I’m the trainer you’re the trainee. You might feel like I’m going easy on you but you have to start at the bottom and work your way up or you’re going to hurt yourself. I don’t do injuries, okay?” Again, you wanted to argue but bit your tongue and nodded. Changbin had you do a few sets on multiple machines that worked your quads, calves, hamstrings, and your glutes. Your legs weren’t quite jelly when you were done but you definitely felt every part of them.

“Alright quick drink and then we’re doing core which you will learn love, aka core sucks.” He laughed patting his abs and shaking his head.

“It is my least favorite work out to do but it is a necessary evil. It’s helpful with balance as well as toning.” You wiped more sweat off and chugged water like you’d been stranded at sea.

“So like crunches?” You asked. Changbin shrugged, nodding and tilting his head side to side a little.

“Yea that works one area of your core but we’re gonna be doing dead bugs, glute bridges, side planks and inchworms today. That should give you a pretty rounded core workout, hitting the most areas. Then we’ll stretch and discuss what to expect at your next session. Now up! Back over to the yoga mats!” He clapped and you stood making your way over to the mats and then waited for Changbin’s next instruction.

“Okay on your back, arms straight up in the air. Knees stacked over your hips and your ankles in line with your knees, at a ninety-degree angle.” You laid down and got into the position kind of. Changbin came over and made his few adjustments, every touch quick, necessary and professional but clearly, you’ve been touch starved because you welcome it each time and wished they lasted longer. As soon as Changbin stepped away from posing you properly you realized the ridiculous position you were in and you felt like an ass. Your arms and legs fell back to the mat and you huffed in frustration.

“Changbin this feels stupid, I feel stupid. None of this is going to make a difference. I need results.” Changbin knelt down by you.

“Why did you hire me? What was your reason for wanting a personal trainer?” You sat up quickly.

“What? Why does it matter?” Changbin shook his head.

“I want to know what it was that made you decided to want to have a personal trainer, what’s your motivation, why are you doing this, why do you NEED results?” You sat there speechless.

“Come on y/n! There’s a reason, what is it. What’s the push? The drive? Don’t waste my time! What do you want!?” You choked as tears welled up and yelled back.

“I want my ex-husband to want me! I want him to not cheat on me with a nineteen-year-old girl half my size that looks like a god damned supermodel! I want to be the person he desires for once in my miserable existence, someone that ANYONE desires!” The tears streamed down your face. You got up quickly, grabbing your towel and water bottle. Changbin stood up realizing he’d pushed you too far. That there was more going on than he’d realized.

“I’m sorry! I wasn’t... I didn’t mean to shout. y/n?" You didn’t move to leave but you didn’t set your stuff down either. Your head hung and you talked softly as you continued to cry into your hands.

“This was a mistake, none of it makes a difference. It never has before when I've tried diets and gyms. My ex-husband was right, I’ll always be fat, disgusting.” Changbin took quick steps towards you, firmly grabbing your arm and turning you to face him. You looked at the ground instead, your lip quivering as the tears still poured from your eyes. Whoever your ex-husband was had really been a piece of shit.

“You... you listen to me right now. Don’t EVER talk about yourself like that again. Not in front of me not EVER. Do you understand? What you just said is the furthest thing from the truth and I don’t want to hear it come from your mouth again. Even with diet and exercise y/n; will you ever shop in the petite section of a clothing department? No. It’s just your body and that’s alright! I’ll never shop in big and tall section either. It’s NO different and it doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you because there’s not and it doesn’t mean you’re not gorgeous because you are. Do you understand what I’m trying to say? You don’t need to change for anyone and fuck anyone who makes you feel otherwise. If you want change then change what you want. If you want to tone then we’ll tone, if you want to try and drop weight too that can also be a goal but the reason needs to be because you want it and it makes you happy y/n.” You sniffled and nodded and Changbin picked up a corner of your towel wiping the tears off your face. It was strangely intimate but not uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry I acted so crazy-” Changbin shook his head putting up a hand stopping you.

“Hey no you weren’t acting crazy, okay? Sounds like your ex did a lot to hurt you and that’s not easy to get over.” You nodded and went to leave before Changbin stopped you again.

“Oh uh! We’ll skip core for today but we should really still stretch and cool down.” You wiped your face with your towel again making sure your nose wasn’t running and walked back over to the mats.

“Okay, yea you’re probably right.” You tossed your things down and stood on your yoga mat. Changbin came up behind you suddenly, very close, and spoke right by your ear.

“We’re gonna do some different poses than what we did for warm up, okay?” Your breath shuttered out and you gave a small nod. Changbin’s hands held each side of your hips.

“Okay. Feet shoulder width apart now. Lean forward plant your palms flat against the mat.” You did what Changbin told you to, spreading your legs and bending over, his hands still holding you firmly. Once you were in the position Changbin made his ‘adjustments’ pulling your hips back just far enough for you to feel his warmth.

“Good good, just like that.” He said as he pulled back a little more and now you could feel his half hard cock pressing against your plush ass. You let out a small gasp and your whole body buzzed at the contact as your arousal practically poured from you.

“Does that feel alright?” You both knew he didn’t mean the stretching. You let out a breath and pushed into his touch a little more.

“Yea Binnie, feels good.” Changbin’s thumbs rubbed gentle circles on the back of your hips as he enjoyed the feeling of you pressed against him for a minute before pulling away. You stood up, surprised at the sudden loss, worried maybe he’d crossed a line he hadn’t really meant to that was until he walked around in front of you. He smiled at you but this one was different than the other’s he’d given you before. This was a little half smile. Just a smirk but it said so much.

“Lay down here, on your back.” You did so and Changbin knelt at your feet. One of his hands slid up your calf giving you a gentle squeeze behind your knee. You watched his every move and he was carefully reading the expressions on your face to see if you didn’t really want this, to see if you would stop him but you didn’t stop him. Changbin pushed up the leg he had a hold of stretching it up so your knee was pushed into your chest. His hips pressed into yours and you could feel his cock against you again, this time pressing against your warm cunt. You let out a deep breath as he leaned into the ‘stretch’ more, adding more pressure against your clit in the process and then he relaxed back a little, giving you a moment as he switched the leg he gripped to the other.

“MMhmm good... very good. Now this one...” He said pushing the other leg back just like he’d done the last but this time he practically rubbed his clothed erection up and down your slit making you close your eyes and bite your lip. Changbin watched as the blush crept up from your breasts to your neck, then your face as he rubbed his cock against you harder.

“That’s it, stretch it out.” It should have been a completely normal, innocent thing for a trainer to say and it would have been if Changbin didn’t have you in a half mating press while pressing his cock against your drenched pussy, your clothes being the only thing stopping from him sliding inside you and being in heaven. He released the hold on you again letting your leg come back down, his hands sliding down the outsides of your thighs as he leaned back on his heels.

“I think one more position should do it.” He said giving you that smirk again. You sat up and nodded in agreement.

“Okay Binnie, how do you want me?” You asked so sweetly he bit his lip and closed his eyes for a second. When he opened them again, they were dark and full of lust.

“We’ll finish with the frog pose then. On your knees.” You got on your knees for Changbin immediately and he smiled warmly.

“Good, you’re so good, listening and doing exactly what I say.” You nodded, eyes wide, and waited for his instructions again.

“Spread them apart,” Changbin’s hand slid between your thighs just barely grazing your cunt as he pushed your legs apart wide.

“Yes, just like that. Now bend over and rest your weight on your forearms, shoulder width apart with your hands flat.” You got into position like he said and when you did your back arched and your ass was pushed out. Changbin bit his lip again.

“Fuck.” He whispered as he grabbed your hips and helped push your forward. When he pulled you back against his cock and you rubbed and squeezed your ass against him, he couldn’t take it anymore. Changbin gripped the fabric of your leggings and ripped them apart exposing your ass and glistening cunt. You let out a little squeal in surprise. When you felt Changbin’s warm hands on your bare ass rubbing, kneading, spreading you open, you leaned back into his touch.

“God damn beautiful, this poor pussy has been so neglected hasn’t it.” You nodded, every drag of his fingers over your skin setting you on fire.

“Fuck yes Binnie, it needs fucked, filled, will you fill it for me Bin?” Changbin leaned forward spreading you open again. Spit dripped from his lips onto your asshole, dripping down your cunt before he started rubbing it up and down your folds with two of his fingers.

“I’ll fill you up gorgeous but first...” He laid down on his back, his head right under your juicy pussy.

“First you’re gonna sit on my face.” You were about to argue that but before you could Changbin’s tongue invaded your folds and he pulled you down on his face groaning into your cunt, a vibration that buzzed through your whole body when he did.

“Fuck Binnie! Oh my god! Don’t stop!” Changbin shook his head as he continued to suck and slurp on your clit pulling you to sit further on his face. You started grinding on him chasing the orgasm you were so close to already.

“I’m... FUCK... I’m gonna cum Bin. You’re gonna... gonna make me...” The grunts of satisfaction that came from Changbin pushed you over the edge. You came on Changbin’s face and tongue, him guiding your hips as you rode out your climax as long as possible. You leaned forward still perched up on your knees, ass in the air as Changbin slid out from under you.

He took his shirt off and wiped his face with it before tossing it aside. He leaned over to where he had tossed his duffle bag earlier and pulled out a condom. He pulled his shorts and boxer briefs down enough to free his rock-hard cock, tore open the rapper and rolled the latex over his tip and down his shaft.

“Are you ready baby?” You propped yourself back up on your elbows and nodded, biting your lip.

“Yes Bin! God FUCK me! PLEASE!” The way Changbin’s cock slid in to your warm wet pussy so easily made his toes curl.

“FUCK you are so tight! God damn!” Changbin got himself together and pulled out before pushing back into you hard and fast.

“OOOOH! Binnie! FUCK! Right there! Hard! Fuck me hard right there!!” Changbin pulled out and pushed into you hard again, this time pulling your ass back against his hips, making you scream for him.

“Yesyesyesyes! Fuckfuck right there yes harder Bin fuck yes!” He started fucking you faster, harder, pulling you back into his thrusts every time. He nudged your legs apart wider and pressed you down a bit.

“God damn beautiful you’re taking my cock so well! Such a good girl, spread your legs a bit more, yea like that baby, now down on your belly, yes fuck!” He rammed into you harder.

“So fucking deep! Just like that! Now lay there and get fucked like a good girl.” Changbin pressed your hips down as he fucked you as deep as he could, giving you hard unforgiving thrusts that pushed you up the mat each time.

“Yes Binnie, fuck my pussy, FUCK YES!” You came around Changbin’s cock as you screamed the only words you could form, his name.

"CH-chang-bin! Chan-g-bin! Binbinbin-binnie!! YES!” Changbin didn’t stop, he kept fucking you hard and fast trying to find his release now.

“Fuck y/n I’m gonna cum! Wanna cum all over your ass beautiful.” He spread your ass cheeks and watched his cock disappear inside you again and again.

“Can I huh? Can I blow all over your ass baby.” You groaned out in absolute ecstasy still coming on the dick hammering into your cunt, begging to paint you with cum.

“Yeeeees! Fuck yessss!! Cum all over me!” You didn’t think it was possible but Changbin started fucking your faster your pussy trembling in overstimulation. As he was about to reach his climax Changbin pulled out, pulled off and tossed the condom. He spread your ass apart spit on your ass hole again and pressed his cock against it rutting his cock between your ass cheeks until his thick, milky cum started to pool from his slit then shoot, streaking across your back and ass, dripping.

“Uhhh... fuck... ohhh fuck I’m coming baby fuck!” Changbin rubbed his cock through your cum covered ass crack before leaning over you, pushing your ponytail out of the way kissing your neck and shoulders, pressing his body against yours. He nuzzled his nose into your neck and it tickled, making you laugh. He rolled onto his back and looked over at you smiling, his eyes half closed and body still buzzing from his orgasm.

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sirfrogsworth · 9 months

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People keep saying that IMAX film is the equivalent to 18K (and now 32K???) and it is driving me nuts. Christopher Nolan is a huge bullshitter and I guess he is just trying to find reasons to keep the IMAX format alive, but saying his film is 18K is silly. We can't even see that much detail even on the biggest screen in the world.

But there is also no lens in the world that is sharp enough to resolve that much detail. They are only now making special 8K-ready lenses.

Film grain is microscopic. And to preserve that grain structure, film is scanned at very high resolutions. You might hear about film being scanned at 12K and so people think film is the equivalent to that resolution. But 35mm is actually fairly soft compared to modern digital cinema cameras. And you have to make the film twice as big to get a similar level of detail to today's high end digital cameras.

And again, the lens is the main bottleneck. If you don't have a sharp lens, it does not matter how many Ks or how big the film is.

Resolution is such a small variable of modern image quality. 4K is probably as much detail as we are ever going to see. But marketers have sold this more Ks = more gooder idea so much and now that is the only thing people know about image quality. The amount of colors, the dynamic range, the contrast... they are all much more noticeable.

But the true secret to image quality... lighting.

Good cinematography is by far the biggest aspect of image quality. Put a 1080p Spielberg movie up against an 8K smartphone recording at a kid's birthday party. Then ask people which looks better.

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--style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4

interior of an abandoned gargantuan Eastern European Soviet brutalist concrete building partially collapsed covered in graffiti with burn marks and squatters and garbage on the floor --style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4 --stylize 350 --c 30 --ar 4:5

adorable woman, perfectly imperfect Petra Collins style. #Closeup #Analog #ethereal #realism far-away look, atmospheric --style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4 --stylize 350 --c 30 --ar 4:5

total property view, an empty concrete neo-brutalist house on some kind of even terrain, in the style of digital constructivism, eerie landscapes, balanced asymmetry, cantilevered, rectilinear, ultra modern, luxurious, remotely isolated, danube school, ethereal imagery, bold structural designs, photo-realistic techniques --style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4 --stylize 350 --c 30 --ar 4:5

strange characters are walking among some large menacing robots, in the style of shwedoff, transfixing marine scenes, destroyed gadgets sculptures, dark green and gray, sparth, detailed sketches, 20 megapixels --style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4 --stylize 350 --c 30 --ar 4:5

dark night photography, a moist lumpy ugly exotic angry demon creature, in a dark jungle rainforest background, in the style of dark crimson and beige, harsh bright, disposable camera harsh flash #overexposed , flash at night, insane contrast, high highlights deep dark shadows, animalistic intensity, zombiecore, rtx, unidentified anatomy, explosive wildlife, --style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4 --stylize 350 --c 30 --ar 4:5

A complex fractal Fibonacci mandala drawing in silver graphite on textured paper, hard pencil lines, graphite powder, cross hatch, hard pencils, highly detailed, black and white, complex, ornamental, Fibonacci pattern, Victorian ornamental bas relief, filigree, vintage, rococo, art nouveau, heavy black outline, hard line black etching, --style kdknZ7S9G0tbMvp4 --stylize 350 --c 30 --ar 4:5

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Could I get an image where the reader is Jacob Black’s little and they regress around the rest of the pack for the first time <33

Pairing: Cg!Jacob Black x little!reader

Contains: established relationship, Ageregression, Littlespace, cgl dynamic, protective Jake, the wolves are very accepting, set after the events of breaking Dawn, ReynoldsRap doesn’t exist

**Ageregression and Littlespace will never be sexualized on this blog**

You were hanging out with Jacob and some of the other members of the wolf pack at La Push on a unusually sunny day, you were enjoying a rare bit of sunshine on your skin gladly accepting the warmth over the usual cold drizzle.

You sat down on the sand and began to build a sand castle, uninterested in the game of frisbee everyone else was currently playing, you did you best to build the coolest sandcastle you could, even using pebbles and sticks you found on the beach as a decoration. It wasn’t long until you had unknowingly regressed, too entranced by your sandcastle to notice.

It wasn’t until a particularly high wave came in and washed your sandcastle away until you realized.

You sat and stared at the remains of your sandcastle as tears pricked your eyes, it wasn’t long until you were crying, face buried in your hands, crying and riddled with embarrassment because it’s just a stupid sandcastle and you shouldn’t be this upset you argued with yourself, you were pulled out of the self destructive thoughts by Jacob’s voice.

Which meant people had noticed.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Tell me, I can fix it.” He whispered and you shook your head ‘no’ not trusting your voice.

“Please, I hate seeing you upset.” He pleaded and you took a deep breath,

“I was building a sand castle and it was really fun so I got small and then it washed away but it’s just a stupid sandcastle and I shouldn’t feel bad.” You explained through your tears, trying to keep your voice as quiet as possible.

“Oh no, that’s really bad. I’m sorry that happened, would you like to go home and do something there instead?” Jacob asked and you nodded, reaching for him to help you up,

“Where are you guys going?” Sam’s voice rang through the beach and you cringed, you knew even trying to be quiet it would be impossible for them not to hear with their superhuman hearing. You just wanted this embarrassment and this day to be over.

“Oh, uh, I decided I wanted to go grab some food and I’m taking (y/n) with me.” Jacob lies, clearly trying to make you feel better. You both know Sam knows the truth. Sam nods and looks at you,

“You know, we’d be more than happy to help you rebuild your sandcastle. You don’t have to feel bad about slipping around us.” He says and you stand there in shock,

“I-I thought you guys would think I’m weird.” You manage to say and he chuckles.

“I mean don’t get me wrong you’re weird, but not because you’re a little.” He teases you and you laugh,

“Okay, I’d like to build that sandcastle and then we can get something to eat!” You say happily.

#littlespace fanfiction #x little!reader #xlittle!reader #little!reader #twilight x reader #twilight x you #twilight fanfiction #jacob black x you #jacob black x y/n #jacob black x reader #jacob black #wolf pack x reader

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summersmithlatinxgyatt · 4 months

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GET READY FOR 2000 WORDS OF YAP

This will serve as a dense summary that supports my previous Season 3 and onward Summer analysis blogs. This shows the basis stemming from Season 1 to 3. I highly recommending reading my analysis blogs, but this serves as a great place to start

Summer Smith is a character that I have not seen anyone pay attention to on the same caliber as Rick or even any other character of the family. Despite the small pool and consistent focus, I constantly see her be summarized as being both a typical teen girl and a badass, as if the latter is all that’s done to make her stand out as a character. Luckily, fans who’ve paid more attention to the narrative and her character can at LEAST pick out scattered parts of her characters through focused moments. I do not want to instantly discredit anyone, especially anyone who has known this about Summer but just never shared their thoughts. However, I still see a lack of any meaningful summary, so I wanted to give my own sort of timeline and summary of Summer’s character. As much as I’d like this to be as in-depth as possible, I will be writing this in one go and whatever is fresh on my mind

Summer is incredibly insecure about her self-image, like many teens her age. The difference is how this plays into being a part of the Smith family. She has no one to talk to about it directly because every member of her family is already involved in their own relationship or somewhat gets over it, which she points out in ‘GoTron Jerrysis Rickvangelion’. Rick’s philosophy was something the show practically revolved around for earlier seasons which is exhibited in every character in different ways except Summer. We don’t really see any moment of Summer burying her fear or getting over it even with some amount of silver lining. Instead, she embraces any caliber of attention and love no matter the ramifications. A great example of this is ‘Something Ricked This Way Comes’, where Summer seeks the attention of Mr. Needful, who Rick aptly points out is ‘literally the Devil’. Despite this, she still works for him, accepts his gratitude, and even saves his life

This is a persistent part of Summer’s character, but in later seasons it is the basis of who she is NOW, not her entire personality. These insecurities can range from not feeling pretty or simply having no friends or partners. There’s also a unique aspect to her dynamic, that being she tends to go along with whatever is happening around her as long as she gains from it or at least survives

‘Ricksy Business’ shows a raging party that Summer hosts solely to have attention drawn towards her and feel popular. Even when Rick invites his alien friends, she doesn’t act like Morty. Morty is shown to be on his toes, trying to stop anything bad from happening and making sure not one thing goes wrong. Summer is neutral to the party while Rick insists it continues on through any means, literally sending Morty out to get drugs for him. In this episode, Summer wanted the party to simply go on for her own popularity. However, it would backfire because of one detail we can’t ignore. Summer isn’t innocent.

She dismissed Nancy as a dork she didn’t want to be around, which later on meant no one wanted to be around her once Nancy talked about how shitty she can be. In Season 4, we see she’s invited her to her house with Tricia at least, but in Season 1, Summer is dismissive of others if they don’t give her some form of attention in return

‘Rixty Minutes’ is an episode that shows that her parents had Summer when they were very young and still in high school. When Summer ties to look into other versions of her life across the multiverse, it’s entirely blank and because these are connected to the versions Jerry and Beth see. THIS IS A CONSISTENT DETAIL! On the TV, we see the version of Jerry that Beth also runs into. That means Summer looked into the same universes, but she was absent. As a result, she blames herself for being a burden and someone holding her parents’ potential back.

One detail worth mentioning is that in the other universes, she mentions she’s playing Yahtzee with her family each time. As I keep mentioning and WILL mention here, she values family in high regard. If these universes are focused on successful outcomes, then the happy ending for Summer she didn’t know about back then was bonding with her family. Board games are sometimes used as bonding moments in the show. Two examples that come to mind as I write this include ‘A Rickconvenient Mort’ when Morty originally brought Planetina to the family and then ‘Rickmancing the Stone’ when Beth plays with the robot versions of Summer and Morty, saying she never gets to do this. It’s clearly something the family almost never does but when they do, the times we have seen them pop up is in the context of being too good to be true - the family being together.

We constantly see Jerry reference television and media, it’s clear he wanted to be an actor

Beth mentions she performs surgery on humans instead of horses

And Summer doesn’t realize that her dream is being achieved - having a normal life and a loving family that bonds

Of course, Morty convinces Summer to not run away as she basically realizes someone DOES love and appreciate her in the family. When she says ‘You’re not my brother?’, it also speaks volumes that another Morty was willing to love another version of his sister after the events of ‘Rick Potion #9’. Furthermore, the idea that no one BELONGS anywhere doesn’t mean everyone aimlessly wanders. It just means that Summer wasn’t entitled to any standards at all, standards that she feels the need to abide by that are the entire root of her insecurities and the idea that she is holding her parents back

‘Get Schwifty’ focuses on Summer’s place in the new religion of Headism. She takes it as an opportunity to be seen as perfect in the eyes of her parents. In an episode like ‘Total Rickall’, we see her mother drinking instead of driving her to school, then bruising her eye with a bottle of wine. And of course, the crux of ‘Rixty Minutes’ is Summer feeling like she’s holding back her parents. Her parents didn't show her love and she didn’t know why, which led to her ignoring anyone who didn’t instantly love her back. She was careless and snappy, but in ‘Get Schwifty’, she realized one way to get their attention - ignore her flaws

Whether or not this detail was intentional too, she was following a philosophy her family followed as well, which was ignoring those flaws. Her own unique spin on it and the point of her place in this episode is having a religion to follow that she can not only align herself upon, but as a reference point for others to realize how much she’s changed. This works not only for her parents but for Ethan as well. Summer is shown to be more active and seemingly happy but incredibly devoted to this religion. When she sees the heads, she uses it as proof that she can achieve a form of improvement that is legitimate, which is why she’s so dedicated to it

However, just because Summer goes along with any means to be popular, it doesn’t mean that she will ignore her family. Again, she wants their attention and love. Summer wouldn’t harm her family entirely if she thinks they already hold a negative view of her, except ARGUABLY Jerry. With these next two examples, you’ll see that Season 2 has outliers because her character is fleshed out

‘Big Trouble in Little Sanchez’ shows that Summer cares for Rick’s well being and is frustrated when no one else seeks his safety. She was selfless enough to risk her own popularity when she ‘ratted out’ Rick, she just didn’t know the extent of it. However, she doesn’t cry about it and insists on still saving Rick. This is around the time she begins to hold her family closer. ‘Total Rickall’ shows the family needs to stick together and tries to find a silver lining from how toxic they all are to one another. ‘Rixty Minutes’ shows Morty’s love for her while ‘Something Ricked This Way Comes’ shows Rick’s love for Summer. As a result, she values them for the happiness they bring one another and goes out of her way to save Rick even when he thinks he doesn’t need help

‘Look Who’s Purging Now’ shows how she’s found her place within the family. She gravitates towards Rick and Morty more instead of her parents. Rick entrusts Summer to save them both while Jerry pesters her. The constant character traits are on FULL DISPLAY in this episode and I’m kicking myself for not mentioning it before. She nearly cries as she remembers moments with her father and is insulted that he used family bonding moments to ease her into giving Jerry money. And although it probably isn’t intentional, saying The Purge sucks opposes Jerry’s view of just liking and referencing all movies. This point is also supported when she asks if all interdimensional cable needs to be juvenile violence. Furthermore, this small detail is contrasted when she’s more aggressive and fine with killing in Season 3.

In this episode, we understand more of who Summer favors in her life - Rick and Morty and not Jerry. This branches out from Season 1’s showing of Summer as a careless teenager, as ‘Raising Gazorpazorp’ and ‘Something Ricked This Way Comes’ cement how she holds Rick close too

So we’ve moved past holding people close to just love them and get something out of it. In Season 2, she realizes she appreciates the genuine love her family has for her. At the same time, she’s finding out who she loves and why. The ending of Season 2, however, utterly changes this

I can go on and on for days about how this scene needs to be recognized as one of the most pivotal across the entire show. I consider it the most important scene when it comes to understanding her character. If you want the episode where Summer changes into her more rebellious and strong side, watch ‘Wedding Squanchers’ after understanding everything that came before.

As I’ve said again and again, the reason I regard Summer breaking into tears when Rick mentions the consequences of the Galactic Federation being on their heels is because so little is said and it shows a lot about Summer.

This is a scene where she’s the only one crying and blames herself because her insecurities have played a part in leading to Tammy murdering Bird Person and successfully rounding up any terrorists. And again, she’s so lonely and out-of-place alongside her family that it’s just looked over, ironically by many fans too

I will wrap this up by summarizing what follows

Because Summer holds herself heavily accountable for befriending Tammy to begin with, she holds her family closer than ever. She swears to bring back Rick and hates the Galactic Federation. This is branching off character traits in Summer and removes the idea that Summer will listen to authority or take their word. Even across ‘Wedding Squanchers’, she comes to an ultimate realization by telling Jerry, “You don’t love someone in hopes of a reward”. This single line removes Summer’s old trait where she quite literally loved other people in hopes of a reward, meaning yes, the previous scene IS her ego death and the moment her character changes.

She despises the Federation and is the only one in the family willing to act against them - again, showing her alienation. This is why Summer is fine with acting violently to address an issue, why she doesn’t listen to a form of authority, and is close with her family. Later seasons show she keeps them together. If Summer didn’t rebel, then there’s almost no chance she would’ve convinced Rick to come back (side-note, another Rick holds Summer hostage instead of Morty in ‘The Rickshank Rickdemption’). Her subconscious potential manifested as Night Summer, which is nothing more than Summer being totally brutal and speaking however she pleases. The Night family listens to Summer, because they recognize that she also keeps them together. This implies that even though no one else in the family says anything about Summer’s role, they HAVE thought about it. Night Summer is not inherently evil or a ‘dark’ version of Summer despite the name. If anything, this is identical to Summer playing Yahtzee - finding her place in her family, being trusted, and being loved.

This is meant to be more of an analysis compilation to break down Summer’s character. To oppose what many have said, Summer is actually a fleshed-out and very consistent character.

She is not just a bratty teenager.

She is not just a badass.

She is not just insecure.

Summer Smith began as an insecure teenager because she has never found attention or love that stayed. As time passed, she found shelter by being loved and loving others. However, this all changed when her past insecurities and the need to be loved caught up and she blamed herself for the Galactic Federation. She needed to keep her family close after nearly losing them, she went against any authority figures from now on, and she went on her own accord. The aforementioned descriptions aren’t entire fractions of her character or something that she instantly falls back on. This is always changing and sometimes is erased as time passes. She’s always changing, and that’s why for me, she is the most overlooked character in the show due to how much depth she carries that isn’t noticed. And of course, why Summer Smith has got to be my favorite character. So much so that a ‘short’ recap ended up being over 2,300 words

#rick and morty #summer smith #summer #hyperfixation #character analysis #character exploration #summer smith is the best character #professional yapper #infodump

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vyl3tpwny · 1 year

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loudness in music.

you may be listening to music that is lesser in quality than artists really intend.

(pictured: a visual guide of FabFilter Pro L2's metering section)

this post is mainly aimed to talk to non-musicians and non-audio engineers, but if you're one of those and also feel for this post, cool. but i want to put this into perspective for people who aren't in music (recording and production in specific). i'm going to attempt to explain a very complicated concept as simply as i can fathom.

there's a lot of stages to the creation of a song or album. there's the writing, recording, production, mixing, and mastering (to simplify). what i'm going to be talking about has to do with "mastering", the final stage a song goes through before it's considered 'final' (in a sense).

mastering, in short, is the process of taking a fully recorded, produced, and mixed song; cleaning it up and preparing it for people to listen to it. a mastering engineer will often add some equalization adjustments to the overall song, adding some compression to bring things together and unify elements, and other stuff like that.

but the duty of establishing the "perceived loudness" is imparted on the mastering engineer.

loudness ≠ amplitude. amplitude is the true measurement of an audio's volume. but "loudness" is a measurement of how loud we actually perceive something. there are technically quiet songs that you perceive as louder than they are, and loud songs that you actually perceive as quiet. this is because loudness ≠ actual technical volume. amplitude is measured in Decibels (db) and perceived loudness is measured in Loudness Units Full Scale (LUFS).

audio processing and transmission always has a limit. for example, if you turn up the volume up too high while listening to music on your headphones, distortion and crackling may occur. this is called "clipping". the threshold for clipping varies from one device to another. cheap earbuds may distort without you even pushing the volume much. other headphones may be really hard to even get audio to clip.

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thus, because of the limitations of how audio works — both in the digital and analog domains — the mastering process of music seeks to finalize a song to be loud enough, but not so loud that it clips in a way artists and listeners don't want.

enter: The Loudness War

in the 90's when digital music studios started to become a thing, people started mastering songs louder and louder because things didn't distort as much when you pushed them in digital spaces. you can get stuff to clip in the digital world, yes, but it was much easier to push things louder than on purely analog equipment. ever since then, songs have been getting mastered louder and louder. we've called this "The Loudness War", because people compete to have the loudest mastered songs.

something you must understand is that the louder you try to master a song (without it clipping above a digital threshold) the more squashed the song gets. the methods for mastering a song really loud often make it lose quality and fidelity. for some people this is fine. stuff like dubstep usually benefits from the squash and the distortion (although it's a personal preference). nonetheless, people have actively chosen to master songs loudly to compete with each other, but at the cost of a song's quality and dynamics.

quick side note: a song's dynamic's is a measurement of how quiet the quiet parts are, how loud the loud parts are, and what the ratio is between these are. so a VERY dynamic song will have very quiet parts and very loud parts. a NOT VERY dynamic song will have mostly everything in the same volume range at all times.

so ok. artists and engineers have been fighting in this loudness war. everyone wants to have loudly mastered songs even though the more you try to push a song to be loud the more it will lose fidelity and the more compressed it will become.

below is a video containing three versions of my song "bonnie". the first version is the original master. the second version is being pushed into a mastering limiter hard. and the third version is being pushed into a mastering limiter VERY hard. a mastering limiter is usually the last part of the signal path of a song's master. i've (very roughly) gain matched the examples so that instead of hearing the loudness differences, you will hear the quality differences. they should be roughly the same volume, but the quality differences will be what you hear. pay close attention to the waveforms getting progressively more squashed the more the song is being pushed into the limiter.

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keep in mind, this example is extreme and unscientific, only meant to demonstrate the kind of quality deterioration that occurs when you try to push a song to be potentially too loud. these quality issues often exist at least a tiny bit in songs that are mastered to be really loud.

so we know that trying to master something loud comes with tradeoffs. but people still really like to do it and sometimes it can be pulled off just fine. but not every song handles these treatments equally.

but what i really want to get at here is the fact that mastering things super loudly in the modern day is kind of pointless! the main exception i can think of is club mixes, DJ's really like to have loud stuff to work with because of the complications that come with DJing in venues. but aside from that, there kind of isn't a point to mastering that loudly anymore.

streaming services like spotify and youtube follow broadcasting standards and automatically adjust music to be roughly in the same range. this is so people listening to music on these platforms, especially through playlists, won't be bothered by a discrepancy in REALLY LOUD songs and really quiet songs being in the same space.

i've been thinking about all of this for a long time. i've been learning how to master my own music for maybe 4-5 years now? but recently an audio engineering youtuber, white sea studio, came out with this video:

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i highly recommend you watch it if you have the time and are interested in learning more on this aspect of music. but to divulge upon the points and information they talk about...

...it's unanimously recommended to master your music to be at least ABOVE -14 LUFS. there are two kinds of misconceptions. the first being that you should try to have your song reach EXACTLY -14 LUFS. wytse explains in the video how this is wrong, and that experts instead recommend you master just to be above -14 LUFS, not exactly and certainly not lower. popular and loud music is being delivered at around -5 and -4 LUFS even. this is really loud and you can imagine there are lots of compromises to quality to get songs to be that loud. but as wytse continues to explain, there's clearly not much point in doing this if streaming services are going to be turning loud songs down anyway.

we're in an age where the loudness war really shouldn't exist. not only has it caused lots of songs (including my own) to be finalized and delivered with compromises to quality and dynamics as well as unfavourable distortion, but it's established this misconception that songs need to be mastered super loudly in the first place.

if it were so simple though, i don't think we'd be talking about this at all. to speak from personal experience, i actually feel self conscious if my music isn't as loud as other songs in the same genre that i'm making. i've found myself not even checking if i'm making it above -14 LUFS, often times i'm just trying to get everything to be as loud as possible. and this is a huge problem for me because i make music in every genre. period. my album CUTIEMARKS mixed dubstep, pop, rock, acoustic, ambient, and so many other genres in one place; but i worked so hard to get everything to be consistently the same loudness. the reality is that it's so hard to pull that off and i'm pretty sure the album is lesser in quality because of it. i already have frustrations listening back to things like "nonexistent meet-cute" and "how to kill a monster" from that album because i tried to push them to close enough loudness to a dubstep song lol.

but despite knowing all of these things very transparently, i still feel very self conscious about it. and i feel like this conversation actually needs to extend beyond musicians and engineers. that's why i'm writing this. i want listeners and fans to know that there's this thing going on and it's been going on for a while and it causes a lot of stress and misconceptions. i'm especially self conscious because i'm actually going to try to actively master my next album quieter than all my other ones on purpose. to try and combat all of this. even if it makes me self conscious to listen to some of my favourite albums of this year and know how much louder they've been mastered compared to mine. but i think it's really important we let songs breathe and not try to compromise quality anymore. it would relieve a lot of stress from me personally to be able to know this is all ok.

if you ended up reading this whole thing, thanks so much. this is a thing that's actually been affecting a lot of musicians who do their own engineering a lot. and it's been affecting all audio engineers anyway. this is an extremely complex topic and to anyone who knows as much as i do about it, trust me i KNOW this post is EXTREMELY simplified. but i want to speak to listeners and fans, not musicians and engineers specifically.

#vylop

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