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discopaddock · 15 days

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2024 EDITION - JOOST KLEIN

SUMMARY: joost and reader have a special bond that no other contestants have. fans see this but what does abba have to do here?

PAIRING: joost klein x fem!eurovision contestant!reader

GENRE: fluff, smau

WARNINGS: none

AUTHOR'S NOTE: hey!! :3 this was based on these requests and you can chose yourself what country reader is representing:p had a lot of fun while writing this, byeee!!

“It’s really funny! I love how this works!” Y/N was talking to the microphone and smiling. Then in one moment she felt someone behind her, who put hand on her waist.

“This girl right here is really funny too! I can assure you!” Joost said with a grin on his face and quickly ran away as he used to do on his Tiktoks.

“Joost is a really cool guy” the girl said to the microphone with a huge smile. She really liked Joost, he was such a funny and charismatic guy.

Not to mention he was extremely good looking.

And had beautiful, piercing blue eyes that were eating her soul anytime she looked into it.

Yeah, Y/N really liked Joost.

“Give me your bracelet” Joost said to the girl as they were on their way to some coffee shop. She only showed him her arm, so he quickly took it off to put the bracelet he was given by the Eurovision social media accounts admin.

“Thanks,” Y/N said with a smile and red cheeks. He was just so charming she couldn't hide any feelings for him. But she didn't want him to know. Definitely not yet.

The bracelet in the colours of the flag of the Netherlands was with her during her final. She was praying that she would qualify and she did. She was so happy and relieved she couldn't hold back feelings and phoned Joost as soon as she could.

“I watched your performance, it was outstanding. I am honoured to know you, you performance queen” the Dutchman said, chuckling at the end.

“Haha, thank you so much. I think it's because of the bracelet you gave me. A lucky charm” she said with a smile, butterflies flying in her stomach as she was lying in her bed in the hotel room.

“So that means that I'll qualify with your bracelet,” Joost said, grinning.

“I really like you” Y/N said from nowhere and began to panic. Why the hell did she say that?!

“I really like you too” he said and then said his goodbyes and ended the call.

The ABBA Museum was definitely something watch worthy. Especially when you visit it with your Eurovision friends.

“You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen!” Y/N and Joost were singing on the bus, while everyone was recording them or streaming live on Instagram.

When they were finally in the Museum, Joost took Y/N to watch all the awards the band had.

“You’ll have one like these for your own one day” he announced, his hand dragging her to his left side.

“So will you” the girl answered and then Joost did something very very unexpected and kissed her on cheek. She only smiled, blushed and looked at her shoes.

Yep, the ABBA Museum was definitely a place to visit.

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#discopaddock #joost klein #joost klein x reader #joost klein fanfic #joost klein one shot #joost klein x you #joost klein imagine #joost klein fluff #joost klein angst #eurovision fanfic

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7brownsuga7 · 2 months

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bts x idol!gf headcanons pls!!

i’ve been loooving ur bts boyfriend headcanons so far! ur so talented

Omg thank you so much 🫶🏽 I actually enjoyed writing this. Here you go & enjoy! <3

Namjoon:

�� Tries to be discreet with your dating but will accidentally leave hints like some of your merch/stuff in the background of his pics/lives.

• Paparazzi pics in museums & galleries. Definitely off guard

• Always in touch when the other is away.

• Will publicly share your music/projects. Is a big supporter

• Spotting’s in clubs. Shades on dancing the night away. Y’all are definitely the talk of the night

• You both subtly post things on your story that insinuates that you both might be dating. Same location, same background, posting pics at same event or place. Posting songs that relate to each other.

• You both definitely talk through your stories. Talking to each other through songs or silly captions etc

Jin:

• Will shut down any bad rumour about you. Very defensive when it comes to you.

• Big supporter and is at all of your shows/events cheering you on if he can.

• Goes on live wearing your merch

• Lives where both of you are cooking together and bickering with each other about who’s better or who does it right.

• Idk I can see y’all presenting together?!! And kinda teasing each other. (I see this before you start dating. And this causes speculation which kind of initiates both of you dating??)

• You both definitely post pics of each other being a mess. Off guard pics 100%

Yoongi:

• Song covers while he plays the instrumental for you on his guitar or piano

• Will stick up for you and will shut down any bad rumour about you. Very defensive when it comes to you. And if you're getting hate he's gonna make sure it's dealt with

• Very protective when out in public together. Is like your own little personal bodyguard and will hold your hand and lead you away from the paparazzi/fans

• Will go on live and call out everyone for your fan edits. Even though he acts like he doesn’t like it he blushes and secretly saves them.

• He’s caught with your picture as his lockscreen

Hobi:

• Loads of dance videos and choreographies.

• Lives where you both are just dancing and vibing in the practice room.

• Duet video dance covers that he begs you to do

• Cameos in each others MVs

• Has your merch. Has your photocard hanging on his jeans or bag for sure.

• Is spotted with your initials painted on his fingernails

• Always showing you off to the cameras with a big grin on his face. Showing your photocard, merch, his lockscreen of you, showing his nails or any jewellery with your initials on it.

• Taking selfies with your posters/adverts with a big smile on his face. Or even will do a little freestyle dance in front of it lmfao

Jimin:

• Cameos in each others projects. Him more so in yours.

• Will talk about you in his lives. Will purposely make up a comment and read it out and then go on a whole rant about you. Will get shy and then wave it off

• Duet video covers that you beg him to do

• Posting pics with the same background/location so people know you're together

• Likes every and any fan edit of you both.

• You both are always spotted on little dates like cafes, pottery painting or just casual walks

• You both wear matching jewellery that he picked out himself

• Taking selfies with your posters/adverts with a happy proud smile on his face and the most sentimental and encouraging paragraph

Taehyung:

• Cameos in each others projects/MVs

• Loads of leaked messages of y'all being messy

LFMAO.

• Loads of photo shoots from him. He loves being your personal photographer

• Will purposely like and interact with any conspiracies and speculations about you dating. (Before you both went public with your relationship)

• He will beg you to go on variety shows together. He sees it as something fun. I can see you both bickering during the recording and making fun of each other/ teasing. You both would kill it though even though you don’t take it seriously you’d probably end up doing great in the games.

• Public outing spottings. You guys are always seen out together holding hands or him with his arm around you. You guys always stop for pictures.

• You both wear matching jewellery to symbolise your relationship

• Y’all are always caught kissing in public. So many pictures have been leaked

Jungkook:

• Paparazzi pics of your date nights. Holding hands and running away from the paparazzi/fans as a game

• Very sneaky and lowkey. Like you're known to be dating but you're very sneaky with it. Always hiding from paparazzi and not really speaking about your relationship publicly.

• But will publicly stick up for you if there's rumours going around or hate. He's shutting that shit down

• Duet cover videos that you guys randomly post that has the fans going insane

• Hot dance covers. Y’all both being sweaty having re-recorded many times due to fuck ups, teasing and getting distracted iykwim ;)

• Always FaceTiming and calling when either of you are away. You both miss each other so much and you can't go without communicating. He literally will keep on messaging you if you don't respond

• Fan edits go crazy and he eats it up every time. He’s obsessed with watching them.

• I can imagine him calling you during his promotion sketch videos. Seen giggling on the phone to you, excited to talk to you after his promotions. Sometimes you might even make a cameo in them

• You’re always seen discretely wearing his clothes

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raidenbuddha · 10 months

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Baki characters x Fem reader!

WARNING:SMUT! FLUFF! MINORS DONT INTERACT

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Yujiro Hanma

This man will literally make sure to smack your ass in public if someone is looking at you both. Jealous isn’t the word, but he WILL kill any man who hits on you. Yujiro will also make sure to leave bite marks all over your body to let EVERYONE know that you belong to him.. This man definitely has a breeding kink.( can’t blame me the show even practically says it) He’s obsessed with making the strongest kids to ever live, but even more so with seeing you cry when he slams into you too hard. Defo loves the power imbalance!

Baki hanma:

HES SO TOUCHED STARVED! (My mans😭) He lives for your affection. Baki definitely loves to hold hands and kiss you in public. (His love language) is pda and giving you little momentos of your relationship. You two go to a museum? He’s buying you a dinosaur plushie… Ok hear me out doesn’t Baki strike you as the type to hold your hand during sex? Tell you it’ll all be ok and that you’re doing so well? Definitely gives the best aftercare and cuddles.

Jack Hanma:

Jack absolutely adores you to the point where it’s unhealthy. If he could lock you away he would. The reason though is that you saw through his tough facade and all the scars and only saw a man who needed healing. Over time jack seems like he would get supeeeer flirty with you. To the point where he’s making innuendos a least 3 times a day just to get you flustered. Just gonna throw it out there- his cock is massive would practically rip you a new one if he put it in all the way lmao. Loves cuddling and carrying you everywhere after..

Katsumi:

Another man who lives for your affection. Int he start of your relationship he would stay over a lotttt and cuddle with you until eventually he moved in. Katsumi obviously brags about you to everyone he can and told his parents he was going to marry you a week into the relationship. Doppo and Natsue strike me as having Grandbaby fever.. But THIS MAN is sooo wholesome and blushes at the slightest touch you give him. If you egg him on however, it’s like flipping a switch and he becomes sooo dominant. Definitely going to be taking a few days off work…

Jun Guevara:

You two met at a dancing club and he was entranced with you since he’d seen you. Obsessive over you just like jack. Loves to take you sailing and gives you little seashells as gifts..can’t forget that this man is definitely a horny ass always tryna get into your pants. He be pulling out the Spanish being like “Mi amor I need you so badly..” as he kisses you. Okay but like Spanish guy so he finna love back shots no matter the ass(lmaoo) and probably missionary. Loves giving you his clothes and bandana after

#jack hanma #jack hanma x reader #baki son of ogre #baki oc #baki fanfic #baki x reader #retsu kaioh #katsumi orochi #katsumi orochi x reader #jun guevara #yujiro hanma #yujiro Hanma x reader

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babyleostuff · 10 months

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hi! could u do minghao as ur bf?

sure thing! here is your mingaho request! hope you'll enjoy this one <3

MINGHAO AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | a lot of fluff

author's note | if you want me to write this with any other member that I haven't done yet, let me know <3

𓆩♡𓆪 I believe in cuddly Minghao when he’s tired

𓆩♡𓆪 he is cuddly even when not tired

𓆩♡𓆪 but I just know that he hangs off of you like a koala after a tiring day

𓆩♡𓆪 he has his arms tightly wrapped around you from behind, while he rests his head on top of yours (or your shoulder if you’re taller)

𓆩♡𓆪 and just waddles behind you, not letting you go

𓆩♡𓆪 will coo at you at the most random times if you’re being extra cute to him

𓆩♡𓆪 you’re the definition of the aesthetic couple

𓆩♡𓆪 even if you’re not that into fashion, it’s just an excuse for Minghao to dress you up and complete different outfits for you (with some items from his own wardrobe)

𓆩♡𓆪 not because he thinks your fashion sense is bad, it’s just one of his passions and he genuinely enjoys putting together matching outfits and dressing you up

𓆩♡𓆪 and if you already have a specific type of aesthetic, he will try to look for such pieces of clothing to buy and match with you

𓆩♡𓆪 like Jun, is very glad that he can share his culture with you

𓆩♡𓆪 takes you on multiple trips around China whenever he has free time from schedules

𓆩♡𓆪 even though you were very nervous before meeting his family, he knew that they’d love you endlessly (just like he does)

𓆩♡𓆪 unlike Jun, he is not that good of a Chinese teacher

𓆩♡𓆪 teaches you cuss words and corny pick up lines

𓆩♡𓆪 so, in the end, you have to turn to Jun to get some proper teaching

𓆩♡𓆪 you are his muse and a number one source of inspiration

𓆩♡𓆪 another basic ass cliche, but he loves taking pictures of you and most of the time, you’re not even aware that he is taking them

𓆩♡𓆪 but those caught off guard photos are the best, as he always insists that they capture the “real you”

𓆩♡𓆪 has a whole album of your photos, both on his phone, as well as a physical album

𓆩♡𓆪 because he wants to make sure that one day when you’re older, you can sit down and open a physical album and look back at your youth through those photos

𓆩♡𓆪 loves to take you out on museum dates

𓆩♡𓆪 you stand side by side, holding hands and talk about the art

𓆩♡𓆪 sometimes you make the stupidest and most random interpretation of the art pieces, which make you both laugh out loud

𓆩♡𓆪 besides being the aesthetic couple, you’re also the sassy and judgy duo

𓆩♡𓆪 even if you didn’t consider to be such before meeting Minghao, YOU ARE NOW

𓆩♡𓆪 because what can be better than side eyeing people with your boyfriend

𓆩♡𓆪 like, your basic sunday afternoon consists of drinking tea and spilling the tea (you see what I did there)

𓆩♡𓆪 tries to teach you how to meditate

𓆩♡𓆪 shows you different ceremonies of making tea

𓆩♡𓆪 you even agree to attend some yoga classes

𓆩♡𓆪 (how it turns out is all up to you, personally I HATE meditating cuz I just keep laughing, SORRY HAO)

𓆩♡𓆪 he doesn’t really get jealous, not because he doesn’t care about you, but because he trusts you some damn much

𓆩♡𓆪 if he sees anyone trying to flirt with you, he simply comes up to you, puts his arm around your waist, kisses your shoulder or cheek and sends you a gentle smile

𓆩♡𓆪 he just knows that you’re endgame and no one has the power to change that

𓆩♡𓆪 likes to read with you (or to you) before sleep

𓆩♡𓆪 it helps him to relax and it always makes him feel more connected to you

𓆩♡𓆪 he tries to teach you their dances

𓆩♡𓆪 and if you’re not feeling confident or you think you look silly, he chooses other, easier dances

𓆩♡𓆪 because even if you’re not the best dancer in the world, he’ll make you feel like you are one

your messages <3

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octuscle · 5 months

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i'm a skinny nerd from the northeast who goes to college in Kansas i'm about 5 foot 7 tall who was on my way to the Chemistry Lab when a pair of big burly hands grabbed me , punched me in the gut. When i came to ,i was tied to a bench with rope in the male locker room. my legs were tied to a bar below the bench and my hands two the pegs above. my mouth was coved with duct tape with a mouthguard inside my mouth. i look down to see all my clothes were gone i was wearing only a jock strap . i have never worn a jockstrap before it was so uncomfortable .i look to see my red star trek t-shirt , my jeans, my sneakers and socks & my "geeky" white briefs were are cut up on the floor. i look up to see that i was surrounded by the hairiest, most manly, most self-centered, most muscled guys on campus : The college football team. the football team was wearing gray tank tops & crimson basketball shorts. the football players were who look like normal corn fed Kansas farm boys. they were at least 6 feet 3 inches tall in height and is broad-shouldered and muscular in build .they took off their tank tops i saw they all have 6 pack abs , substantial pecs and arms are also are broad-shouldered . they pull out a gym bag with my name on it with other pairs of boxers& jockstraps& clothes such as gym shorts, tank top including a red star trek tank top , sweats, and a table right in front of me on that table was a football uniform, The helmet, cleats, jersey, and gear .they show me the jersey with my last name. they told me i was going to become a corn fed Kansas farm boy like them i will still be a geek. they told me all the guys on campus in town even the nerds on this small Kansas college campus has a 6 pack, substantial pecs and arms& are also broad-shouldered cause even the nerds work on farms & have to join the football team & get modeling gigs so they pay for college. when they put the football uniform on me turning from a skinny geek into a geeky Kansas farm boy.

Dude, I'm sorry, but sometimes it really pays to read the fine print. Your college has a partnership with us. When you enroll, you agree to undergo a Chronivac transformation if needed. And there is no need to justify the need. The mere fact that your upper arms are too small is sufficient. So welcome to Kansas, farm boy, I'm activating your jockstraps now, let the transformation begin!

Your body starts to tremble. Your hips shake. And your cock gets rock hard. The jockstrap fits your narrow hips and tight ass like a glove. A glove that is quickly soaked in precum while the twitches spread from your cock in all directions. Your thighs become powerful and hard as boards, your belly flattens and with every twitch your six pack becomes more and more prominent. At first you react in horror. But you enjoy it more and more. You would love to jerk off. But you have no control over your arms. Instead, your growing pecs start to dance. Your calves turn into real diamonds. And then the twitches reach your neck. It quickly becomes wider than your head. Your Adam's apple protrudes prominently, your moans become deeper and deeper. And as your facial features become more and more angular and masculine, your bulging muscles spread across your shoulders towards your hands.

Bruh, that was two weeks ago now. You have quickly become accustomed to your body. The only thing that bothers you is your smooth skin. But your body hair is already starting to grow. Soon you will be in no way inferior to your bruhs. Your brain and your cock are in a constant battle to see who controls you. But you are and always will be a geek. Your brain usually wins. But mercy on the ass you fuck if your cock wins.

You're still the same in your mind. Okay, you don't remember going to the philharmonic or art museums in your youth. You played football with your buddies and cleaned your old man's stable. But you're a geek and your goal is to get a good college degree. Even without a football scholarship. Although I'm sure you'd get it. Enjoy it, geek! There are worse things than growing up to be a really big boy in Kansas.

Pic found @backwardsnapback

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #redneck tf #jock tf #football jock #backwards cap #tank top

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newbie-whovian · 5 months

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I NEED TO REQUEST A TIMELORD! READER X 10TH DOCTOR!!!

I feel like there’s just not enough on the app.

could be just like cute adventures, two time lords chatting, idk you decide <3

(so sorry for the wait! This was super fun to write, thanks so much for the ask 👌)

A Madman In A Box

Rating: G

Pairing(s): 10th Doctor & Time Lord!Reader

Tags/TW: Time Lord reader, reader is gender neutral

The Doctor was unlike any Time Lord you'd ever met.

For one, he seemed to have no idea what he was doing at any given moment. He leapt headfirst into danger, and almost seemed to relish in leaving an impact. The two of you had travelled to hundreds of different star systems, and it seemed to be his mission to leave each place a little better off than when you'd arrived.

It was baffling, but as you spent more time travelling space and time in his antiquated Type 40 TARDIS, you began to realize that this lifestyle fit you more than a life on Gallifrey ever would.

Today, the Doctor was taking a bit of a break. Instead of scouting for a new adventure to insert himself into, he was camped out in the console room, lying on his back and taking apart... Something.

"What are you doing?" you asked, sitting in one of the jump seats. You tended to hover whenever the Doctor began... Tinkering - once he'd tried to correct the chameleon circuit and nearly ejected the entire console room into space.

He sat up, promptly knocking his head against the bottom of the console. "General maintenance," he muttered as he rubbed the forming knot on his forehead, "Have to make sure the old girl is in tip top shape."

You smothered a snort. "I think the 'old girl' was out of commission before either of us were even born," you said, and he answered you with a huff.

"It's not like they had the newest model just sitting empty in a museum," he said. The TARDIS gave an indignant hum and he patted the central column, saying, "Besides, she's the best machine I've ever operated."

You raised your eyebrows and nodded, crossing one leg over the other and reclining in your chair.

After a moment, you asked, "Why did you do it? I mean, you hardly passed your exams, whatever made you think to go off on your own?"

He paused. "I just hated being there. My first face had never liked being cooped up on that dust ball-"

"Your first face?" you interrupted, "I never heard that bit. You left before you had even regenerated, even once?"

He nodded, saying, "I don't know what it was back then, maybe I was going stir-crazy, maybe I saw the writing on the wall and decided to try and avoid it on my own, I don't know. But I left, and I'm better off for it."

A question arose in your mind and you quickly shoved it back down. The Time War was a topic that - the two of you had agreed - was best left alone, and you respected that. It was an open wound in the universe, and you'd never seen it more plainly than in your best friend.

"What do you have in mind for the next trip?" you asked, and his face lit up.

He stood up from the floor and tugged one of the view screens over to where you could see, flipping a switch and displaying a star chart. "So, you know the forest of Pitinia?"

"The bird sanctuary?"

"Yes. Well, in the next system over, the same people have built the biggest aquarium in the universe."

You sat up in your chair, a smile dancing across your face. "Have you got ginger beer somewhere?"

He met your gaze with a wide smile. "You read my mind."

#10th doctor x reader #10th doctor x you #10th doctor #doctor who x reader #doctor who x you #doctor who fic #doctor who fanfiction #10 is such a goofy goober

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respectthepetty · 1 month

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I recently entered asian qls, and I've been hearing a lot about gmmtv in thai bl. what's the deal with that? do they make good bls or something?

What's the deal with GMMTV?

I (and a few other people) have given GMMTV the nickname of Disney BL because

It has the budget

It has stylish shows

Most are plot-by-numbers (meaning formula style plots that are predictable)

And it's all about branding

Good and bad are subjective, so does GMMTV make "good" BLs is not a question that can be answered, especially by me, but GMMTV does make BLs. A lot of BLs.

In 2022 and 2023, half of its shows were BLs. And a few others were BL-lite (Midnight Museum and Home School, I'm looking at you). Out of the 16 shows announced in GMMTV 2024 Part 1 (Part 2 is coming tomorrow), 10 of those shows were BLs/GLs/QLs. Over half of their shows are focused on queer relationships. [Photos from Boys Love Hub]

So regardless if I think they are good or not, the company is doing some heavy lifting in regards to queer representation since all of their shows have 1) a queer character, 2) a queer director, or 3) a queer producer.

As much shit as I want to give GMMTV, and DO, the company makes being queer palatable for mass distribution, and that's mainly because of its branding and reach since all shows, at one point, were free on YouTube for most countries.

Take right now for example, BrightWin fans are up in arms because Bright has a girlfriend. BrightWin haven't had a series since 2021's 2gether movie. THREE YEARS AND PEOPLE STILL SHIP 'EM! *eye roll* And that's because GMMTV doesn't just make BLs. It makes a brand of each and every one of its actors. If an actor is put into a pair, there will be a mascot, fanclubs, fan meets, tours, light sticks, y todo.

Someone wrote a good post, which I cannot find now, about the idolifacation of GMMTV actors, and it's accurate. These aren't only actors. They must sing. They must dance. They must host Live House. They must participate in Safe House. They must have a vlog and do live streams every week. They must go on GMMTV's little outing events and have a spin-off show where they travel around with their paired partner and eat food or drink some cocktail or do something because Lord forbid these people do nothing.

And this isn't just a GMMTV thing, but only GMMTV does it on this scale, so what's the deal with GMMTV is that it is a company doing company stuff.

I'm sure others can chime in and give more in-depth points, but I'm exhausted even thinking about it!

#gmmtv #what's its deal?#that it'll make every deal is its deal

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bouncybongfairy · 1 month

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Caught Dead

The Creature x Fem Reader

Summary: Your homecoming date leaves you for another girl. On your sad and drunk walk home, you come across a memorial service for a Victorian man. Honoring his music, you wander in and play a score he wrote. The creature is so moved by your playing, he comes back from the dead and witnesses your talent first hand.

Word Count: 1.0k+

TW: Tooth Rotting Fluff

Not Proof Read

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Usually homecoming is a night that everyone raves about. Prom is always so pretentious and stressful. Whereas homecoming was more carefree; at least that’s how it’s depicted in romance novels and fanfiction. The guy you were originally going with ended up ditching you for another girl. Your best friend was with her boyfriend and third wheeling wasn’t something you're interested in. The best course of action was to walk home, stopping at a liquor store on the way. The old woman behind the counter looked you up and down, this didn’t offend you though. Mascara stained tears left streaks of gray lined down your face. Wearing a big pink dress that you used to feel really good in. Now it felt more like a cone of shame, drawing attention to what a hot mess you were.

“Can I please get a dutch honey and small bottle of Skol,” you ask, setting a twenty dollar bill on the counter.

“Normally I would laugh and send you away. You’re lucky I only have fifteen minutes until I clock out and how pathetic you look right now,” she said, taking your money and bagging the items.

Even though it was a little back handed, you were grateful for her kindness. Chasing the vodka down with cigarettes as you walked. Humming tunes to yourself, enjoying the crisp night air. The sound of classical music caught your attention, a funeral home. It was one of the only places that had its doors open still. You sit outside on the steps, gutting your wrap before rolling the blunt.

“Were you coming in?” a voice came from the doorway.

“Oh um, yeah just give me a second,” you say.

“Take your time,” the older gentleman gave you a warm smile before heading back inside.

You tucked the blunt behind your ear, shoving the half empty bottle into your purse before walking in. It wasn’t an open casket funeral but more of a memorial service. There was a piano in the corner of the room, a vase of red roses sitting on top of the beautiful wood. The funeral director explained that a bunch of this young man’s music was recently discovered. A museum recently bought the music and discovered he was never given a proper funeral so they wandered to give him a proper memorial.

To honor him and the beautiful scores that were never showcased the way they deserved. Apparently the party from the museum didn’t stay for long, the director said they mostly took pictures for their website. After reading more about his story, you felt more connected to him. Apparently his girl left him for another man. Similar to what happened at the dance tonight. Grabbing one of the scores and sitting at the piano. It could be because you were drunk but as the sorrowful melody filled the room tears pricked into your eyes again. Imagining how his feelings of betrayal and grief probably poured through his pen while writing this song.

Not being able to shake the fact that you just learned first hand how being left can feel. Bitter because deep down your biggest fear for the night came true; lonely from being too embarrassed to admit you were someone's second choice. Tears rolling down your face as you let yourself drown in sorrow. Unbenounced to you, The Creature not only heard his music so beautifully remastered but your cries. So moved by feeling and hearing your broken heart crying from your chest, he begins to stir. Pushing himself out of the ground and making his way towards the music.

Lighting your blunt inside the room, you were tipsy and didn’t care if there were repercussions. Letting it hang off your lips and you played, trying not to let the smoke in your eyes. Meanwhile the creature was getting hung up on the mechanics of his body. Slowly stumbling towards the illuminated building, stopping dead in his tracks once seeing you. The light above the ceiling was casting down on you. Highlighting your eyelashes and flyaways, he couldn’t take his eyes off you. How expressive your face was while playing the notes, looking up every once to let tears run down your face. Showing how the mascara ran down your neck. His daze was broken once he saw the worker coming back in the room, pointing his finger and yelling. This enraged him; stomping over there to stop the man from approaching you. Having some trouble with the stairs but after finally made his way in.

Grabbing the sides of his old man's head and snapping his neck. You gasp, the blunt dropping out of your mouth and onto the floor. Going to pick it up but being taken back but The Creature. He stepped over the body and slowly inched towards you. You pull your knees up to your chest and press your back against the wall. He was now hovering over you, staring at you before leaning down. Getting on one knee and picking up the blunt, standing back up.

Now closer, his lower stomach pressed against your knees. Putting the dutch between your lips with one hand and brushing the hair out of your eyes with the other. You put your knees down and pulled him onto the bench. Starting to play his score, focusing on keys and not his… appearance. As you played he grunted at a specific part everytime which led you to investigate why,

“What? This part?” you replayed it a couple times. He pointed out a certain note and then to another, shifting his finger back and forth. In your interpretation, he was prompting you to switch the notes. Him humming in satisfaction at the change.

“Yeah that does sound a lot smoother,” you point out.

Remembering the body, you both leave in order to avoid responsibility. Walking home together, playing your music out loud for him to enjoy. Before the dark felt scary and daunting but now you were enjoying the night air. Completely ignorant to reality but never feeling better.

#lisa frankenstein fanfiction #lisa frankenstein fic #lisa frankenstein imagine #the creature x reader #lisa frankenstein the creature x reader #the creature x y/n #the creature x you #the creature x fem reader #lisa frankenstein #cole sprouse

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yoongikapi · 3 months

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dates || ot7 || drabble

just pure fluff

masterlist

namjoon:

❥ namjoon would ABSOLUTELY take you on beautiful walks through the park or cute lil nature walks

❥ and at golden hour the sun would hit his face just right and he’d look otherworldly, you’d smile and he’d ask why but you’d just squeeze his hand tighter

❥ he’d also love if you ask him to take you to the aquarium. he’d probably point out a couple of fish swimming together and say that it’s just like the two of you

jin:

❥ he’d enjoy taking you out to a fancy restaurant, he would absolutely joke that he could do better than the chefs and you joke back that he should apply for a job

❥ it would make him smile if he took you to an amusement park, you’d want to play the games and he’d win a big RJ plushie for you

❥ he’d tightly hold your hand on the roller coaster rides, and grip the handle with his other hand and you’d laugh at him for being so scared

❥ “i wasn’t scared, i was just keeping you safe”

yoongi:

❥ he’d be perfectly content with staying home and watching a movie with you; you’d vote on watching a scary movie and he’d say no. in the end he’d play whatever it is you wanted though

❥ you would cry if he setup a romantic dinner date; candles would cover the room and to top it off he’d play a song he wrote for you

❥ his sweet voice and beautiful guitar would be the only thing that mattered in that moment, you’d hug him tight and thank him for such a perfect night

hobi:

❥ he’d tell you to dress fancy and take you to a dance club

❥ he’d try to teach you some moves but would end up taking your hands in his and would just jump around with you; your smile would light up the room and your laugh would ring in his ears

❥ he’d blush and when the slow songs played, he’d hold you close and spin with you, and would be quick to forgive you when you step on his toes

jimin:

❥ this man would LOVE to spoil you

❥ he’d take you to the fanciest places he knows and would let you pick out whatever you wanted, you’d fight him on paying for some things and he would laugh after you’d see the prices as he hands the clerk his card

❥ “let me buy you something nice too” you’d tell him and he’d agree, you’d hold his hand tighter leading him to the dollar store

(i’m so sorry but we broke)

taehyung:

❥ 100% would take you to an art museum, he’d bring his camera and take cute pictures of you

❥ the two of you would laugh as you setup a self- timer and run to get a good picture together in time

❥ he’d also love to do a painting date with you

❥ he’d setup everything and you’d be shocked when you got home to see the living room covered with canvases and painting supplies; the two of you would laugh at each others’ attempts at painting each other

jungkook:

❥ you’d hug and kiss and thank him so much and he’d just smile when he surprised you with tickets to your favorite artist

❥ you’d jump up and down and scream the songs, he’d just stand there holding your purse but he loves to see you happy and would do anything for you

❥ he’d take you ice skating and would hold on tight to you to keep you from falling

❥ “jungkook you’re good at everything” you’d tell him

❥ he’d simply smile and agree with you

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mossman004 · 6 months

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My aesthetic

hating school but loving to learn

messy and smudged cursive written in black ink

almost illegible notes

room full of house plants

candles everywhere because ew electric lights

scattered papers all over the floor and desk

owning a bookshelf but half of the books are in piles on the floor

obsessed with David Bowie, Queen and any other rock stars from the 70s

studying with music but the genre of music changes every 10 songs

drinking way too much tea and coffee

sleep?

shelves if trinkets collected from walks (rocks, crystals, bones, dried flowers)

annotating classics with words like "LMAO" and "that's rough buddy"

rereading dead poets society, the secret history and the picture of Dorian Gray a million times

obsessed with astronomy

researching topics and conspiracy theories at 3am

scrolling through TikTok and Pintrest instead or studying

Reading horror books (Lovecraft and Poe)

Only wearing Doc martens and converse cuz they're the only shoes i own

mixing grunge (flannels, ripped jeans, band tees, fishnets) with fancy clothes (grandpa sweaters, collard shirts, dress pants, blazers)

leather jackets covered in pins (bonus points if they're handmade)

loving cryptids and all things supernatural

crimes, sci-fi or horror movies playing in the background while studying

notes covered in doodles

hair constantly being messily pulled back

way too much jewellery

heavy eye makeup (bonus points if slept without taking off)

loving the rain/ dancing in the rain

Mars bars and mint aeros

book pages beside band posters on walls

obsessed with eyes ( but can't make eye contact)

spending cold days at art galleries, museums, and libraries

playing punk rock on guitar and classical music on piano

having the same hairstyle for 3 years

ink and paint covered hands

in love with the moon

talking to the moon and stars

freaking out about failing a test and then getting 100%

Greek Mythology

"Achilles was a bottom"

sleeping with 10 blankets

crying about dead historic figures in the middle of the night

using halloween decorations as everyday decorations

POMEGRANTE

justice for pluto

protesting women's and lgbtq rights

ranting about the issues of misogyny in ancient greece

coffee stained paper

finding random things in pockets

singing songs in different languages but not knowing what the lyrics mean

chipped nail polish

A bowl of used matches

#dark academia #cryptidcore #grunge #chaotic academia #green academia #aesthetic #lgbtq

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katiexpunk · 2 months

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Are you ever going to do a pt 2 to dream of me? It was soo good! I want to see the morning after and what joel would do while reader/character is asleep or something.

Dream of Me - Part II | Pairing Joel Miller X Fem!Reader

Thanks for the ask, Non. <3 I'm so glad you liked it! I've had a part II in my wips for a while, and your ask inspired me to finish it up. It was one of my first fics and I feel like my writing style has evolved a lot since then. So surprise! I also added about 1K extra words to Part I. :) Rating: 18+ Minors DNI | W/C: ~2K Warnings: Dream vibes. Unprotected P in V. Orgasm denial. Pet names. Masturbation. Use of cum as lube. Rough sex/hair pulling. Use of slut one time. Oral (f receiving). Sleeping bag sex. There is an age gap, but it's not specified (make it your own). No use of Y/N, no use of daddy. For immersability, the reader has no major physical descriptions/graphic is for vibe purposes only. Masterlist | Notifications | Read on AO3 | Part 1

The world is bathed in a soft, ethereal glow, the kind that seems to blur the edges of reality into a gentle haze. You’re standing in the middle of an open field, the grass beneath your feet feels lush and slightly damp, as if it had recently been kissed by a passing cloud. Above you, the sky is a canvas of swirling colors, painting a sunset that seems almost otherworldly. You feel like you’ve stepped into a painting, the kind that used to hang on walls in museums, ones that used to be meticulously cared for.

In the distance, you see a mountain, its peak shrouded in mist and its slopes adorned with trees that shimmer in hues of gold and emerald. You think that it might be nice to sit in the grass and just watch the clouds roll over the rock giant. Before your legs can fall to the ground, your ears tune to the telltale sounds of water on water, a roaring waterfall unmistakable in the distance.

You begin to walk, your steps guided by an unseen force, drawn towards the mountain as if it were calling to you, whispering your name in only a language you understand. The air is filled with the sweet scent of flowers in bloom, a fragrance so potent and yet so delicate, like a memory from a time long forgotten. You’re reminded of the perfume your mother used to wear, the lush roses that once lived in your garden, and the earthy smell of fresh-cut grass.

As you approach the base of the mountain, you notice a path that winds its way up the slope, paved with stones that faintly glow, as if they were lit from within. With each step, the stones beneath your fit light up, guiding you onward, their light casting dancing shadows on the path in front of you. You feel warm and fuzzy, safe and curious, like nothing here could hurt you.

Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you see a figure standing off the side of the path. A man, broad and imposing, yet with a demeanor that radiates warmth, beckons you closer.

As you get closer, you realize it’s Joel. He looks different, softer somehow. He doesn’t say anything, just holds your gaze.

“Is this a dream?” You ask, your voice off in the distance, almost as if it was coming from someone else.

His dark eyes lock on yours, and he takes a step closer. He cages you back until your backside lands against the expanse of a thick tree. He stands, palm flat against the bark above your head, and leans in. Fuck, he smells good — like cedar and cinnamon.

You look up at him, and he leans in even closer, his face close enough that you feel the warmth of his breath on your skin. His hungry eyes fall to your lips, and he leans in even further, lips hovering just over yours.

“Why don’t we find out?” He says, voice low, a syrupy drip of arousal behind his words.

You jolt awake, but this time there are no soft moans that thread through stillness, instead, you’re met with the wanton sound of skin-on-skin, and deep heavy grunts.

“You’re a dirty fucking girl, you know that, sweetheart?” Joel groans, once again on top of you, fully awake this time. One hand on your hips, the other braced at your side, he guides your wet cunt down onto him with intensity. He gyrates his hips, the tip of him kissing your cervix, and you let out a breathy moan.

“Joel, fuck —”

“Fucking me in my sleep, taking advantage of me,” he groans through grit teeth as he relentlessly fucks into you, taking you hard and rough, “Cock hungry little slut, just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” He says, hand leaving your hip for a brief moment to unzip the rest of the sleeping bag down.

Both of his hands find your hips and he tugs you back and up so you’re on all fours, ass clapping against his lower tummy. “Toldya you were asking for trouble, sweetheart,” he says, trailing his hand up your lower back, causing you to arch for him. His hand grabs the back of your neck with a commanding grip, and he uses the leverage to pull you back onto his cock even harder.

“Shit Joel, ah” you whimper, a little sore from last night, “it’s so much,” you mewl.

“You had your fun, baby, now it’s my turn,” he says with a low groan and moves to gather a handful of your hair in his first. He tugs it and your back curves even further, the new angle perfect against the soft spongy spot that makes you see stars.

“Joel, oh my god, please —” you cry out, a little plea of pleasure, a little plea of pain. He’s fucking you with such intensity, using you just like you hoped he would last night. Last night was incredible, but nothing could compare to this. You’re not sure you’ve ever been fucked this good, ever.

“You close, baby?”

“Yes, oh god, please — wanna come so bad, please Joel,” you moan, and he lets out a deep groan of approval from his chest. He tugs on the hair intertwined between his fingers and pulls you up so your back is against his chest, his cock still deep inside of you.

His forearm comes to wrap around your waist and his lips find your neck, his teeth gliding against the razor edge of your jaw. He sucks soft kisses into your damp skin and continues dragging his thick cock in and out of you just so.

Your eyes flutter closed and Joel can tell you’re close from the way your pussy walls clench around him.

“Look so good like this baby, stuffed full of my cock,” he whispers into your ear, sucking the lobe of it between his lips. “‘Ts a damn shame I won’t get to hear how sweet you sound when you come,” he says, voice low, as he thrusts up hard into your cunt and then quickly pulls out.

Your eyes snap open and your jaw drops. He releases you and you turn around to face him. He can’t be serious right now.

“Sorry, sweetheart. Bad girls don’t get to come,” he says, a harshness to it, but you see a smirk of satisfaction wash over his face. His large hand comes out to grip his thick cock, and he uses your slick as he works himself.

“Joel, please —” you all but beg, your eyes soft, chest heaving. His jaw tightens, the veins in his neck bulging as he fucks his fist and takes in the sight of you. You hold his gaze, and another soft please escapes your lips.

“Fuck,” he groans, “lay on your back, spread your legs,” he commands, much like he does when he tells you to get behind him, his rifle aimed at any potential threats. It might have scared you pre-outbreak, how submissive you’ve become for a man, but that was then and this is now — you follow his orders to stay alive because he knows what’s in your best interest. This can’t be any different, right?

You do as he says, your hand instinctively finding your way to your wet core, circling on your clit, seeking out the friction you so desperately need.

“Did I say you could touch yourself, sweetheart?”

“No,” your eyes drop to his weeping cock, and your hand falls to your side.

“You touch yourself when I say you can,” he says, voice heavy and a little breathless. His resolve is slipping. He hasn’t let up the pace on his cock this entire time, and you can tell he’s close. You spread your legs even wider, granting him an unobstructed view of your dripping cunt.

“You gonna come for me, Joel?” You softly moan, a seductive tone to your voice. “Gonna paint my pussy with your cum?” You press your knees down further on top of the sleeping bag.

Joel’s fist tightens on his cock, and he works it methodically, eyes locked on your wet hole.

“God, she’s so pretty, I can tell she wants to be full of me, huh, baby? Little cunts just begging to be stuffed,” he groans and thrusts his hips into his fist once more before he lets out an almost painful-sounding moan. Hot cum falls over his fingertips, pools on the top of your mound, dripping honey thick over your clit, down your lips, and into your aching hole. His chest heaves and his fist holds tight on his cock as he lets the aftershocks of his orgasm wash over him.

On his knees in front of you, between your legs, he rises and adjusts his shoulders. He releases his spent cock and falls back onto his legs, shins pinned to the ground below.

“Go ahead, sweetheart. Want to watch you fuck it into you,” he says, bringing both of his hands to your inner thighs, holding you open for him.

Like you did last night, you fingers return to your clit and you pull tight circles there, using his cum as lube. He should be looking at your pussy, but instead, his eyes are locked on yours. He’s so fucking intense, a brooding mass of a man, even now, a slight blush to his cheeks from his orgasm, chest twinged with sweat. You want to know what he tastes like, the salt of his skin on your tongue, the tang of his cum.

You use your middle finger to gather a little bit of his release on your finger and fuck it into yourself a few times, before drawing your finger out and up to your mouth, slipping the slick digit between your lips. You suck it clean and you swear you see his cock twitch as you do.

“Jesus,” he groans, and his cock starts to harden once more.

Your fingers return to your clit. You’re so close, it’s not long before —

“Fuckfuckfuck, yes,” you cry out, eyes closed, your release taking over you like watercolor paint spilling onto paper, blurring the lines your pleasure has always been confined to — until now. You think once again that this might be a dream, but this time you’re no longer in a painting that hangs on a wall in a museum, you are the painting.

“Shit, that was pretty,” he moans, and you open your eyes to find his cock is now fully hard once again.

“Did so good for me, sweetheart,” he says, coming to hover over you. His cock smears the remnants of his cum on your belly as he leans in closer, and hovers his mouth over yours. He holds steady there, eyes still fixed on yours before he drops them to your lips and leans in to plant a soft kiss on them.

It’s tender, softer than you would expect from a man like him.

He pulls himself up slightly and brings one hand to cup your cheek.

“You’re gonna do that again,” he says, voice soft, and your eyes widen.

“Told you you were asking for trouble, sweetheart,” he groans against your chest. “But don’t worry, I’m gonna help you out this time,” he says, trailing kisses down the valley of your breast, using his tongue to lap up the cum that’s gathered on your skin before his head comes to rest in between your thighs.

And in that moment, your reality outshines the confines of even the sweetest of dreams.

END

#joel miller x f!reader #joel miller smut #joel miller x female reader #joel miller ask #joel miller x you #joel miller fanfic #pedrostories

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sebsbarnes · 4 months

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i a d o r e the way u write tan it’s just so akdkdkdkkfkfkf gawd

there’s this scenario that has been stuck in my head so i’d like to request a tan x reader where both r contract killers and they r both in a mission somewhere in the south of italy or france during summer, and right after their mission they r in an empty beach and it’s sunny and warm and reader suggests swimming but tan is like miss girl what if they catch up to us or whatever like he’s a lil hesitant cuz they aren’t that far away from the place where the mission took place idk?? but ends up accepting after seeing her stripping into her underwear and stepping into the water being all giggly and happy

and just them having fun and giggling and maybe heated make out sess 👁️ feel free to change anything or not write it if u can’t it’s completely fine <333

love u❤️

hii!! thank you omg! this idea is SO cute and dare i say i kinda am obsessed w what i wrote so thank you! so much love<3

sunlight || tangerine

tangerine x f!reader

alt summary: though the moon would watch over him, he knew the sun was far closer to him because you were in his arms.

warnings: tooth rotting fluff

word count: 1.1k+

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"don't be ridiculous," tangerine paused, seeking to see if you were serious.

"does it seem like i'm joking? when do we get this?" you gestured with open arms.

tangerine sighed looking out at the water, it was tempting, like a siren singing his name. you took his silence as acceptance and grinned widely, turning to walk off the pavement and into the sand. he trailed behind you, watching you kick sand up and smile as the breeze took it away.

"we... we shouldn't stay too long, love," tangerine said uneasily, eyes wandering over the sleepy beach town, "they aren't that far away."

"tan," you laughed, kicking off your shoes, "those men are not coming for us okay? besides, they'd never think we would be stupid enough to stop for a swim just two blocks away from where we just kicked their asses."

his shoulders relaxed slightly realizing that what you said was true. you on the other hand were taking full advantage of the beach, you unbuttoned your pants and wiggled your hips to move them off your body. tangerine's eyes quickly darted away as you stood in your shirt and underwear. he leaned down, slid off his dress shoes, and tucked his socks neatly inside. when he stood up he was hit in the face with your shirt. tangerine removed the shirt from his face and gave you a pointed look and you gave him a teasing smile back.

he couldn't help his eyes wander down your body. the contours and curves of your skin on full display in your bra and underwear. he was grateful the sun was still minutes from breaking the horizon to hide his red face. you walked into the water gasping at the coldness on your ankles and tangerine opted to observe from the shoreline.

in that moment he swore he'd never seen a sight more beautiful. the sun peeked over the horizon casting an array of colors, signaling a new day. blushes of orange and pink danced up into the sky and faded into a light blue, the rays illuminated the water and he could see the mist from the colliding waves. the sun was bright and your body was merely a silhouette in the light. he watched the way your hair bounced as you jogged into the shallow water. you turned to face him and tangerine felt short of breath. even from the distance, he could see the hidden specks of color in the iris of your eyes as the sun hit the side of your face. the golden rays danced across your skin and the soft rolling waves lapped at your thighs.

tangerine was at a loss for words, enamored at your beauty which was being amplified by the light of a new day. he felt honored to be in the presence of such a marvel that it almost seemed unjust that it was only his eyes witnessing it. if he had a camera he would photograph the sight before him from every angle, sure to not miss even an inch of beauty. it would be a photograph worthy to be hung in a museum for millions to gaze at for years to come. they'd awe at the colors of the sky and murmur how beautiful dawn looked, but you, you were the show stopper that left everyone admiring your beauty and longed for the love the photographer had for you.

"tan!" he heard you giggle over the noise of seagulls flying past, "come on!"

tangerine inched forward so the waves brushed against his feet. he sighed, peering over his shoulder. there was no one in sight and even if the men from the job came running at him now with guns pointed to his head, he'd die happy knowing he had seen the most beautiful sight in the world. so, he unbuckled his belt and slipped his legs out of his pants. his fingers worked on the button of his shirt as he watched you dip your head backward to wet your hair. he tossed his shirt on top of his pants and walked into the water. tangerine crouched into the water next to you, your eyes closed, basking in the rising sun.

you felt the water ripple next to you and looked over at tangerine. his eyes were dancing across the horizon, the golden light glowing across his face. you could see the tiny brown freckles scattered across the bridge of his nose and every individual eyelash from the light. tangerine turned toward you and his eyes were dauntingly beautiful in the rays. he ran a wet hand through his hair and his curls fell seemingly into place.

"you are absolutely breathtaking," his voice low as if the water told him to be quiet.

you tilted your chin down, slightly embarrassed. tangerine looked at you in anticipation, worried about his confession. you crouched down in the water to be level with him and grabbed his hand floating under the water.

"thank you, tan, and i hope you know how handsome you are," you grinned.

he shook his head lightly, known for being awful at taking compliments, "thank you, darling."

the two of you went quiet as your eyes danced over each other's faces. his eyes kept lingering over your lips and you took the silent cue to inch closer to his body. his arms snaked around your waist and your legs floated up to tangle around his body. the heat from the sun was nearly as hot as the nerves in your body. tangerine and you slowly started to close the space, noses bumping. his lips were slightly parted and ghosted over yours.

"can i kiss you?" he whispered, looking at you through his lashes.

your hand wandered to the back of his head, gently grabbing his curly hair and finally connecting your lips. it was soft, like the waves touching your skin. his lips tasted of sea salt and his facial hair tickled at your face. it was pure bliss and it made you dizzy as if you were seasick. tangerine pulled you closer to his body so your chests were pressed against one another. his hand cradled your face and your lower back with your arms draped over his shoulders. as the waves rolled in harder the kiss became more feverish like it was outrunning the light of dawn and you felt your lungs pleading for air. tangerine gently pulled away, your bottom lip between his teeth. he rested his forehead against yours and a tiny giggle bubbled up your chest.

"let's just stay here all day," tangerine whispered, his thumb brushing off droplets of water on your face.

tangerine would gladly sit here in the clear water till his fingers wrinkled and his skin toasted under the sun. he'd happily watch the colors of dawn fade and trade itself with the dark of night. though the moon would watch over him, he knew the sun was far closer to him because you were in his arms.

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jmdbjk · 2 months

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Bangtan weekly report

I hope everyone is having a great day so far. It's been a busy week/weekend for Bangtan.

Hobi's Hope On The Street album dropped on Friday and I got my ass to Target first thing to get it!

The album is amazing, as I knew it would be. Hobi continues to amaze me. I'm struggling to find the right words to express how I feel about him. As I told my bestie, Hobi is the blood and bones of BTS. Namjoon might be the big brain lyricist, the leader and Yoongi might be the constant melody maker and realist, but Hobi makes the whole thing come alive and beat with movement.

The first two episodes of the HOTS docu-series were also amazing. To hear and see him delving so deeply into the thing that makes him who he is and therefore makes BTS what it is brought tears to my eyes.

The Hope On The Street Pop Up location in Seoul is an overwhelming success as were the parties that Hobi threw for fans in LA, Chicago and NYC.

Items from his Hybe studio are on display at the Seoul pop up event and merch that is available there might be the same that will be available on April 9 on Weverse Shop.

Neuron dance lessons were being conducted today and look like they are being filmed. Maybe they will end up in a future Bangtan Episode! If you'd like to see more of what's inside the pop up, you can view this thread on X.

(image from @ddaisyy94 on X)

Yoongi has entered the Nonsan Training Center, the same one where Namjoon and Tae did their basic training. Yoongi's basic training will last 3 weeks and then he will return to his alternate service assignment. He looks so good! (sarcasm)

And it was mentioned that Jin accompanied Yoongi on this day. Jin wasn't going to let Yoongi enter military basic training without having his only hyung in the group see him off.

Speaking of Jin, his Weverse post for March was 77 DAYS LEFT!

Jimin has made a scholarship available at the Department of Physical Therapy at Dongeui Science University in Busan. According to the information, Jimin made this donation prior to enlisting. Physical therapists are important in his and the members' lives to keep them healthy while performing at such high levels.

Taehyung was spotted at a soccer match in Chuncheon. He was with a group of fellow soldiers in uniform. However, also present were Manager-nim and several recognizable Hybe security guys. Interesting.

Namjoon shared some moments from his weekend with us. I will assume he is taking his proper holiday now that he's past the 100-day mark of enlistment. He visited Sorol Art Museum in Gangneung, he hugged the sky at a beach, smelled the cherry blossoms and was lurking in and about the Hybe building because he saw a banner from Army. It's possible the banner was installed by the owner of a nearby restaurant.

Hiding his beard stubble with hotteok:

Stopping to smell the flowers during his time off:

Hugging the sky at the beach:

And I can't leave my precious Kookie off this week's report. We don't know if he and Jimin have taken the vacation that is due them now that they've also passed the 100-day milestone of their enlistment. They've completed just over 20% of their obligation as of yesterday/today and tomorrow they will be promoted to Private First Class II.

We've seen more pics of Bam than of JK this year.

(photo from @holicare.barf on Instagram)

#bangtan weekly report #bammie!#jimin #jungkook #hobi #yoongi #jin #namjoon #taehyung #bts military service

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thought--bubble · 7 months

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She is Happy Now Part (3/5)

Modern Aemond X (Ex Girlfriend Reader)

Warnings Below

Word Count: 1,949

She is happy now Master List

Modern Aemond Master List

Full Master List

Banners by @arcielee

Warnings: Alcohol use, mentions of cheating, angst

You enter the red keep hand clutched to Cregans arm. You hadn't been here in a very long time. The Targaryen family haven't lived in the old castle that their family has owned for generations, but they did use it for large gatherings and celebrations. The old bedchambers set up like elaborate hotel rooms. Balls and parties taking place in the old throne room with the local wealthy elite The throne was moved to the citadel museum years ago, but when you're standing in this room, it feels like you're standing in a piece of history.

Being Aemonds girlfriend for all 4 years of high school afforded you invitations to many of these events over the years. As always, the hall was decorated lavishly as was Alicent's superpower. She always had an eye for the exquisite.

"I don't belong here, aemond."

"Of course you do. You're my girl" he laughs

"We've only been together 3 months, and this is not a party my family would ever be invited to." You look around the hall self-consciously

"I hardly belong here myself. All these picture perfect people and then me, the disfigured nerd"

"Aemond!" You smack his shoulder."Don't say that!"

"So let's not belong together, ok?" He shyly grabs your hand and guides you further into the room to join the other guests.

You sigh and Cregan looks down at you.

"Looks like the seats are assigned. Let's find our place, ok?

You nod at him and let him lead the way. People are standing around in pockets talking. Servers walk around with trays of drinks, offering them to wedding guests as they pass by.

"Drink miss?" One such server offers you. You grab the glass of wine and start chugging it.

"Hey take it easy there darling"

Cregan lowers the glass. "We are going to have fun, ok? Dancing, food, and a little bit of alcohol nothing crazy "

You smile sheepishly. "Can't I just get black out drunk, and then you carry me home?

"That wouldn't be good" Heleanas voice rings out behind you.

"Hey, Hel," you turn around and give her a hug. "we were just weighing our options on how best to celebrate. I was thinking of going vintage Aegon"

Heleana snorted at this "no no no I have pictures to take and I can't have you all sloppy" she pushes your shoulder.

"Speaking of that" she takes out her phone and points it at you and Cregan. "Smile love birds!" Cregan wraps his arm around you and you smile looking towards Heleana. She starts snapping some shots.

Behind her, you see that familiar mop of silver hair. He is so tall his head bobs above the other heads as he quickly gets closer. His mere presence causes your head to sag.

"Sister, let me take a photo of you with your.... friends, " he says, sounding a little nervous while holding out his hand towards Helena.

"Yeah, ok. Thanks, Aemond. " Heleana gives you an unsure look before handing him her phone and moving across to stand on the other side of you, placing her arm above Cregans on your back, making you the center of the photo.

Aemond takes a few pictures and then he looks right at you.

"Absolutely beautiful"

You two lock eyes and you freeze. Until you feel Cregan squeeze your waist.

"Come on hun. heleana says our table is over there, " he said, pointing to the far side of the room

"Oh um ok" you barely squeak out as you let Cregan lead you away on shakey legs.

"Well, he's an odd duck. Certainly brazen. " Cregan half laughs, but you can sense the tension in his voice.

" That's a term for him, I guess." You nearly growl.

"I thought you said you were over him?" Cregan says voice low, but you can hear he's annoyed.

" I am, I just want to simultaneously set him on fire"

"Hmm" he scratches his beard. "Is that what you were trying to do? Set him on fire with your eyes, is that why you couldn't take them off of him?"

"Creg..." You stop walking and close your eyes. "I do not want to fight with you. I especially do not want to fight with you because of him of all the people in the realm"

"I'm not trying to start a fight. It's just.... hard to ignore the way you two..... the way the air changes when your near each other." He says pinching his nose.

You go to say something, but he interrupts you. "I'm going for a smoke. I'll be right back. Our table is right there"

He leaves, and you take 2 more steps toward the table and then see a server. You grab 2 cups of wine off the platter and go sit down by your name tag.

"Vintage Aegon it is"

"We have to get him back to his room, or my mom is going to actually kill him," Aemond says between huffs, trying to pull a very enebriated Aegon to his feet.

"I want to go back to the paaaaarty," aegon slurs, trying to free himself from his brothers grip.

"Aegon!" You giggle,"your mother is in there!"

Aegon slouches against Aemond. "Ok, my room then, but no making out or anything gross between you two." he wiggles his eyebrows.

"Shut up, Aegon," aemond says, pink slowly spreading across his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

You successfully get Aegon situated in his guest room within the keep, and both you and Aemond collapse laughing against the door in the hallway.

"I'm sorry, my brother is an idiot. " he says, looking down and scratching the back of his neck.

"He's not an idiot. Not a genius either, but at least he's amusing?" You shrug your shoulders at him standing up. "Let's get back to the party. Your mom might question it if you're both missing"

You reach your hand out to him, and he grabs it, pulling himself up. You turn to walk down the hallway, but he pulls you back into his chest. He takes a deep breath and then gently places his lips on yours.

Your heart beats wildly in your chest as he pulls away, smiling gently and putting his forehead against yours. "That was my first kiss," you say elated.

"Yeah, mine too," he says breathy, "was it.. good?" He asks nervously

"Yes, very," you snuggle up closer to him, grabbing the lapels on his tux jacket. "How about you? Was it everything you thought it would be?"

He let's out a long breath "and more" as he leans in to kiss you again.

You had already sucked down your two glasses of wine and had picked up two more, and Cregan still wasn't back. You sat at the table, your chin resting on your palm.

You hear the clinking of glasses as Alicent hightower-targaryen stands by the table that is placed in view of all the other tables where Aegon, Cassandra, and the wedding party members are sat.

"I just want to say a few words about my firstborn son and how lucky I feel to finally be a mother-in-law." You roll your eyes and take another big gulp of wine.

"Aegon has always been a free spirit. As free spirited as a young man can be. That's why when he told me he was going to marry Cassandra, I knew it was nothing short of true love. " she raises her glass "to Aegon and Cassandra. May this marriage be everlasting may you be eachothers greatest support, may you trust, love, and confide in one another. May your days always be filled with honesty and devotion. Congratulations, my baby boy!" Everyone cheers, and you finish off your 4th glass of wine for the night.

Aegon yells out a disgruntled "mom!" And laughter spreads around the room. Cassandra's father Borros stands up and starts his toast, but you couldn't be bothered to listen. You pull put your phone and text Cregan

"Where in the seven hells are you?"

"Outside. Be in soon"

You let out a huff. This was typical between you and Cregan. When you got in a disagreement or argument he would go out under the guise of smoking a cigarette and play on his phone for an hour until he calmed down and then would come back like nothing ever happened at all. You knew that wasn't the proper way to take care of issues, but avoidance was your go-to defense mechanism, and Cregan avoided most negative interactions. He was an easy breezy guy.

"you don't want to talk to him about it? Find out what actually happened?" Heleana asks you gently handing you back the tub of ice cream you were sharing between you.

" I know enough of what happened. He was naked she was naked, and he looked ike I just rose from the dead, " you say, violently jamming your spoon back into the carton.

" I understand that but don't you want him to explain himself? At least for your own closure? Yell at him maybe? Call him out? Anything?"

"Nope. As far as I am concerned I never met an Aemond Targaryen and I'm thankful for it. Guy sounds like a clown"

Heleana sighs. " I just want you to be able to heal and feel better. I heard closure is a necessary ingredient to that recipe"

"Heal? Hah. He didn't hurt me. He hurt himself. I'm fine. The second I saw that all feelings turned off for him" you stare ahead hard at the TV

Heleana looks at you with a disbelief on her face.

"Just think about it ok?"

"Nothing to think about. It's over he's gone, and I'm fine"

The room goes quiet again, and Aemond stands up, holding his glass out.

"Aegon and Cassandra, a love like the two of you share is a rare and valuable thing. It is irreplaceable and changes you forever. It only takes a second to lose it. So I ask you both whenever you make a decision, be it innocuous or extremely important, ask yourself how this will affect the other. If the answer is ever negatively don't do it. No matter what it is. Most things can be replaced, but a love like this can not. A love like this is palpable. Tangible even. One only needs to stand in the presence of the two of you together to feel how the air noticably changes. That can not be replaced, duplicated, or imitated, and if it is lost, trust me when I say you can spend a lifetime in mourning. That is real, and the value of that is incalculable. Aegon and Cassandra" he clears his throat."I wish you a marriage filled with love and all the blessings that come with that. But the thing I wish you the most of is time. A long, long time to spend together and in love. Cheers to Aegon and Cassandra. " he quickly sips his drink and sits back to down to a round of applause.

"You can spend a lifetime in mourning," you whisper to yourself.

You run both your hands down your face in an attempt to keep your emotions bottled up.

Are you sad? Angry? Confused? You're not even sure anymore.

But you realize Heleana was right. You need closure.your not sure if it is liquid courage or if you have finally had enough, but you are going to get it from him tonight. Whether you have to chase him down or beat it out of him,

You are going to get your closure from Aemond Targaryen tonight.

A/N: Closing in on the end here! It has been so much fun writing this and interacting with you all! 💗 Thank you for reading! I should have part 4 out in the next few days!

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Female Queer Icons of Hong Kong // Yam Kim Fai (任劍輝) and Pak Suet Sin (白雪仙)

Photo 1: Promotional photo for 1955 contemporary movie The Model and the Car (玉女香車) (no video available) (Source: LCSD Museum Collection Search Portal)

Photo 4: Photo from Sin Fung Ming Opera Troupe's 1958 trip

Photo 5: Photo from a 1962 newspaper feature on Yam, Pak, and others at their (?) summer villa in Central, Hong Kong

Photo 6: Christmas celebrations with Yam, Pak, and their protégés of the Chor Fung Ming Troupe

Far and away the most iconic duo in Cantonese opera, Yam Kim Fai (任劍輝) and Pak Suet Sin (白雪仙) – commonly referred to simply as Yam-Pak (任白) – were famed for their partnership both on and off the stage… Click below to learn more!

Edit on 28/07/2023: Updated to link to a photo of the entrance to the Hong Kong Heritage Museum’s Pop Culture 60+ exhibit, and to add information regarding Yam and Pak's marriage status.

Iconic? How?

Yam-Pak are the face of Cantonese opera; you can't talk about the latter without mentioning the former. It's to the point where a gigantic picture of them graces the entrance to the Hong Kong Heritage Museum’s permanent exhibition on Hong Kong pop culture’s evolution across the past 60 years (“Hong Kong Pop 60+”) - they are the first thing you see upon entering!

Best known as the originators - with Yam playing the male leads and Pak the female leads - of five masterpieces of Cantonese opera, namely:

1. Princess Cheung Ping (帝女花) 2. The Legend of the Purple Hairpin (紫釵記) 3. The Dream Tryst in the Peony Pavilion (牡丹亭驚夢) 4. The Reincarnation of Lady Plum Blossom (再世紅梅記) 5. Butterfly and Red Pear Blossom (蝶影紅梨記) (Note: Princess Cheung Ping, Purple Hairpin, and Butterfly and Red Pear Blossom were made into abridged movie versions, with the Sin Fung Ming troupe members reprising their roles from the theatre productions. Also, the "Fragrant Sacrifice" (香夭) duet from Princess Cheung Ping (movie clip) is one of - if not the most - famous songs in Cantonese opera.)

Yam and Pak were the leading pair and co-founders of the legendary Sin Fung Ming Opera Troupe (仙鳳鳴劇團; 1956-1961), which is widely held to have pushed Cantonese opera forward as an artform due to Pak and scriptwriter Tong Tik Sang’s (唐滌生) emphasis on poetic libretti and adapting source material from Chinese literature and history. (Note: it has been common practice since the 1930's for Cantonese opera troupes to be founded by key actor(s).)

They were also very active in the Hong Kong film industry in the 1950's, being paired in over 40 movies together across roughly 8 years. One of those – the aforementioned Butterfly and Red Pear Blossom (蝶影紅梨記) – is the sole Cantonese opera movie on the Hong Kong Film Archive’s 100-Must See Hong Kong Movies list (IMDB list / archived version of the official PDF). It's a well-deserved inclusion - check out this beautifully-shot dance scene.

Even their post-retirement activities had a significant effect on the industry! In the early 1960’s, they held auditions for prospective students and provided - for free - systematic, hands-on training to those who passed; Yam and Pak even hired other veterans to teach skills they personally were not as familiar with. Prior to this, apprentices were expected to learn primarily from observing their masters, and to pay handsomely for the privilege. Yam-Pak’s methods proved exceedingly effective: the Chor Fung Ming Opera Troupe (雛鳳鳴劇團; 1963-1992) starring their apprentices reigned supreme in the 1970’s-1980’s. Following this success, Cantonese opera institutes - most notably the major 1900s-era guild, the Chinese Artists Association of Hong Kong (八和會館) - started to offer systematic coaching to young hopefuls in the 1980's.

Okay, so why are they queer icons specifically?

The lazy answer is that they're queer icons because nearly all of Yam's roles were male, so Gender is involved by default, and since most hit Cantonese operas of the time were romances, that means you get to see two female actors performing being in love onscreen (and also on stage, but there aren't any video recordings from back then). So far, so Takarazuka Revue.

Female actors playing male roles in Cantonese opera To give some context, each Cantonese opera performer specialises in one of four major role-types, and Yam was a sung (生) - i.e. an actor specialised in playing standard male roles. Female sung were fairly common in the 1910's-1930's due to women being banned from performing with men during that period, but when the ban lifted in the mid-1930's, many troupes shifted towards cis-casting. Yam was pretty much the only one whose popularity survived the transition. Just take a look at the huge number of Cantonese opera movies produced during the 1950’s-1960’s – you’ll be hard-pressed to find a female sung other than Yam, let alone one with top billing. Happily, thanks to Yam's immense popularity, her profilic film career (over 300 movies!), and the prominence of Sin Fung Ming works in the Cantonese opera canon, there has been a resurgence in female sung which endures to this day. Two noteworthy examples are Yam's protégé Sabrina Lee/ Loong Kim Sang (龍劍笙) - a star in her own right - and Joyce Koi/ Koi Ming Fai (蓋鳴暉), one of the biggest names still active in the industry. (Note: perhaps due to cinema being more "realistic" in nature, Yam's early movies often involved her playing female characters cross-dressing as men, including in some Cantonese opera movies. However, she received increasingly more male roles as her fame grew, and from the mid-1950's onwards she was playing male characters onscreen nearly exclusively-- even in non-Cantonese opera movies! See Photo 1 above.)

What sets Yam and Pak apart is that they were particularly known for their chemistry. Long before Sin Fung Ming's formation in 1956, the advertising copy for their first Cantonese opera movie together - Frolicking with a Pretty Maid in the Wineshop (酒樓戲鳳, 1952) - declared "Only this movie has Yam-Pak flirting on the silver screen" (source - 華僑日報 1952/05/23-26). And indeed, they were popular for their flirtatious duets: their Cantonese opera works invariably contained at least one, and such scenes made it into some of non-Cantonese opera (i.e. "contemporary") movies too. In fact, there are not one but two contemporary movies where Yam and Pak's characters are not paired up and yet still sing a duet together in such a way that their significant other(s) become convinced that the two are in romantically interested in each other - see 1952's Lovesick (為情顛倒) and 1956's The Happy Hall (滿堂吉慶) - a weirdly specific situation which doesn't crop up in the other, non-Yam-Pak movies I have seen.

Speaking of contemporary movies, let's talk about a certain plotline that keeps cropping up in works featuring the both of them and where Yam plays a woman! Six of the eleven movies which fit that criteria involve Yam's character cross-dressing as a man (a common characteristic across Yam's handful of female roles), and Pak's character falling for her. Nothing ever comes of it, of course, but, um. It was certainly a trend. Actually, even their very first movie together - 1951's Lucky Strike (福至心靈) - falls into this category.

Such storylines, and the emphasis on their chemistry, are particularly interesting given that both Yam and Pak remained ostensibly unmarried throughout. This was unusual for female performers of their stature, who tended to wed in their twenties, often to fellow-actors or wealthy men (e.g. Hung Sin Nui/紅線女, Fong Yim Fun/芳艷芬, and Tang Pik Wan/鄧碧雲)... In contrast, by the time Yam-Pak retired from the stage in 1961, they were both over 30 years old and without husbands.

Also, did I mention they were popularly believed to be living together? There doesn't seem to be any conclusive evidence either way... although it's a little strange that separate newspaper pictorials depicting "Yam at home" and "Pak at home" seem to be of the same location... however what is conclusive is that they did spent a lot of time together offstage. Pak has talked about how when they had no guests over, Yam would watch TV by herself while Pak was in the living room (source - p93), and protégé Mandy Fung/ Mui Suet Sze (梅雪詩) has said that Pak would sometimes cook for Yam at home (source - 03:53~). They would also celebrate birthdays, New Year's, and Christmas together (see Photo 6 for an example of the latter).

Shortly after Yam's passing in 1989, Pak set up the Yam Kim Fai and Pak Suet Sin Charitable Foundation (任白慈善基金) to support the arts and provide welfare for the elderly. In 1996, Pak made a large donation to Hong Kong University, resulting in one of the buildings being renamed Yam Pak Building (任白樓) in thanks (source).

Thanks for reading! Please feel free to DM me or send an ask if you have any questions, or are just interested in learning more.

If you made it here, have this bonus piece of trivia - Yam and Pak were also well-acquainted with Hong Kong's preeminent queer icon, Leslie Cheung (張國榮), who was a massive fan of theirs. Sadly there don't seem to be any pictures of them before Yam's passing, but here's one of Pak (centre) having afternoon tea with Cheung (left) and his long-term romantic partner Daffy Tong (唐鶴德) (right) at the Cova cafe in the Pacific Place shopping mall.

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GMMTV 2024 Part 2 - Hot Tops

I did this for the first part, so I'm following up with the second part. I still have no Midnight Museum 2 or gym bros BL (why?!!!!!), and I'm excluding Ossan's Love and ReVamp since we knew those were coming, but, honestly, this list could have just been one show, and if you know me, you already know what it is . . .

#1 - The Heart Killers

I'm a JoongDunk fan first, and a human second. My troublesome tykes get to be gay and do crime, this might be a Jojo show, and they get to chill next to FirstKhao.

This isn't a gym bros BL, but somehow, I still won! Who do I look at first? Khao and Joong playing criminal brothers? Dunk being a mechanic? First being a tattoo artist? Not only am I getting a YinWar heist BL this year, but now this?! The chemistry is going to be 100%, and for this gift from the BL gods, I'm watching TWO shows on my Pride Petty Watch because I. Have. Been. Blessed.

#2 - Us

Sing was looking fine with his hair, and his body, and his presence, so for me to see him in all his beauty and still scream for him to get the fuck off my screen so I could focus on the ladies means THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD! I'm still holding petty grudges against Emi for the character she played in 609 Bedtime Story and Intern in My Heart, but the second she told her boyfriend's sister to come closer . . . *bites knuckles*

#3 - Heart that Skips a Beat

I'm shocked. I am fully invested in watching this idol love story knowing damn well I hate singing and dancing in my shows. And yet, somehow, this three-minute trailer convinced me that this wasn't just an average One Direction fanfic. No. This is about to be gold-tier fanfic storytelling. These boys aren't living in the BL bubble, but in actual this-shit-is-about-to-have-consequences-for-everyone reality. Plus, it appears to be color-coded, so bring me my idols!

Honorable Mention - Hide & Sis

Jan, drenched in blood?

Yes.

Everything Else

Talking shit about any of the others is pointless because I'm going to watch them all anyway, at least the queer ones that is, so I'm just gonna write that my beef with JittiRain, who got two shows this time around, and Krist is still as strong as ever even though Be My Favorite, which was with both of them, was a great show.

But there was a lot of pink in Sweet Tooth, Good Dentist

And I like Perth x Chimon.

So whatevs. I'll be here. Watching.

#gmmtv 2024 #the heart killers #joongdunk AND firstkhao!#us the series #heart that skips a beat #I support the girls‚ the gays‚ and the goths #and strangely‚ I'm kinda get all of those

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