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icanseethefuture333 · 11 months

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PAC: How you see your appearance vs how other people percieve your beauty 🤍

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"I see your true colors shining through. . . And that's why I love you 🌈"

Pile 1:

Shufflemancy -

Platform Shoes by Slayyyter

Splish Splash by DreamDoll ft. Cupcakke

Say Yes To Heaven by Lana Del Rey

Ace of Water, The Emperor, & Seven of Water "Illusion"

You are just tooooo cute, Pile 1 💞! Literally the embodiment of sugar, spice, and everything nice. I feel like you are a very cute and adorable person. Your appearance could be feminine and clean. I'm thinking of the pink, coquette aesthetic. I also see glossy lips, nail sets, and long eyelashes (you could wear extensions or need to go get them filled in again). You see yourself as gentle and caring. You may think you are fragile or dainty? Or resemble characters from those 2000s movies or you remind people of a novel love interest. Your style could be either soft, mcbling, or y2k, possibly a mixture of them all. You could use like childhood movies, stuffed animals, or shopping for comfort or as a coping method. There is also something unique about your appearance, perhaps you have beauty mark, freckles, a crooked tooth, round cheeks, etc. You have something that makes you stand out! Which is really cool :D! How people percieve your beauty - they think you are unreal somehow? They think you are like "Hollywood star" beauty. Even though you are not "perfect" it makes you likeable and relatable. For those who have a social media influence or popular regarding to their school, hometown, etc. Some might even wonder if you had plastic surgery done. Also for those wondering if you'd look good with plastic surgery - yes you would! I'm not seeing anything too extreme as regards to plastic surgery but for those who like the "bimbo" look they could totally rock it. Or you are able to transform yourself with makeup. People who identify as more masculine or men find you so attractive. You could be popular amongst mascfems, studs, or men who are comfortable with their masculinity. It's giving "my girl can wear whatever she wants because I know how to fight". For any men reading this 🥰 I feel like people are so in awe or you! Like you would be the prettiest man anyone has ever seen in their life. (Clarified by The Moon. Faking It by Sasha Alex Sloan). Aw you really are a sensitive person deep down, pile 1. I feel like not many get to see you when you are down or know about the late nights you stayed up crying. You may have had your heart broken before or had your heart broken by someone more than once (I'm so sorry :(!). I feel like when you have your moments of depression or feel sadness you feel really self conscious. So you could use makeup as a mask to cover to what you're feeling down. You don't have to fake a smile or portray being happy, baby. Try to practice some self care and focus on your inner beauty when you feel deep down. Spend time with a trusted friend and tell then what's been on your mind. Practicing affirmations and mirror work can also help past wounds. Take care of that precious, tenderheart of yours my little carebear 🐻!

Pile 2:

Shufflemancy -

I Am Who Am (Killin' Time) by Mac Miller ft. Niko Randa

Wake Up by Logic ft. Lucy Rose

Wife You Up by Russ

King of Fire, Adjustment, & The Sun

Pile 2, I feel that you are a natural beauty! You're not one for wearing lots of makeup or styling your hair too much. I see that you just really like to be comfortable. For how you view yourself, you could really like your facial structure :)! Your cheekbones might be defined or you have a nice jawline. On a typical day to day, your everyday style would consist of your hair pulled up into a ponytail or bun, wearing sweats, or a t shirt and jeans. You could also be a hard worker or your job requires you to have shifts early in the morning. For some of you in this pile, you could work in a café and make coffee, tea, boba, smoothies, or anything to do with drinks. People at your job love coming to you because you give great customer service. Also they see you as "girl/boy next door type". A friendly, good citizen. For how others percieve your beauty - they think your features are balanced and harmonious. Perhaps your face is quite symmetrical or your beauty feels familiar. You also have a very radiant smile or your laugh could be unexpected! You are a very bright and charming person ☀️! (Clarified by Four of Earth "Stability". Baby Girl by Chloe x Halle) I feel that you have been putting off a dream or haven't been paying attention to your inner child. pile 2. What have you done for yourself lately? You should take a break and focus on doing some fun activities to take care of your spirit. You are very generous towards others but seem to neglect your own needs sometimes! Try to go for a nice walk or be in nature, it'll do you some good! Also don't be afraid of being silly, you don't have to be so serious all the time. Perhaps doing volunteer work at a children's school or museum could let your playful side come out to play. Your inner child also wants to do some coloring or dancing. For some people in this pile, leap frog could be significant or a favorite childhood game 🐸.

Pile 3:

Shufflemancy -

Stretch You Out by Summer Walker ft. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

Masquerade by Siouxxie Sixxsta

Test Drive by Ariana Grande

Two of Earth "Change", Nine of Water "Joy", & Nine of Earth "Gain"

This pile is very specific. I'm seeing dark hair, dark eyes, and fair to medium skintones. Your hair could be straight and black or dark brown (some of you have dyed your hair a wine red). Your eyes are almond shaped and your eyebrows are arched. If you identify as feminine, you really give off like 2014 ig baddie vibes, pile 3! Some of you could be black, Hispanic/Latin, or Southeast Asian descent. I'm reminded of those tiktoks of girls doing "chicana" makeup, so that could be how you like to do your makeup. For the fellas, you could have nice eyebrows, and a moustache that compliments your full lips. I feel very strongly that you have Scorpio, Sagittarius, or Virgo in your big 3. For how you view yourself, you don't like to stick with one look, you are always changing up your appearance 😂. I feel like when you are sticking to one thing for too long you're like "ugh I need to dye my hair" or "I need a new tattoo". You always have a different style. You like to switch it up every now and then. For how others see your beauty, they see you as very abundant! You may wear high quality jewelry (diamond earrings, gold necklace, etc.), luxury brands, and expensive shoes (some people here are sneakerheads 👟). They could admire as well that you're generous with your wealth and you could do a lot or provide for your family. (Clarified by Four of Water "Comfort". Again by P-Lo, E-40, & LaRussell). Some of you could like to party?! LMAO. In my card there is otters here and I feel that you have a group of friends that you hang out with on a daily basis. Some of you could like to go out clubbing and enjoy drinking alcohol? 😂 You usually have to be responsible in your family but with your friends you get to be the one who can be reckless instead. There's something about a car so if that doesn't resonate with you, either you or your friend take turns being designated drivers. Be careful when driving, pile 3! Have fun rolling with the homies 🚗

Pile 4:

Shufflemancy -

Unique by Miliyah

Smoke Weed Eat P*ssy by Ängie

Roof by Rico Nasty

Four of Fire "Perfection", Ace of Earth, & Four of Air of "Truce"

Pile 4, you are really confident in yourself! I'm seeing that you don't really care what other thinks about how you look and live to please yourself. Your style could be alternative, you have bangs, and your hair has layers. Perhaps you have a mullet, curtain bangs, or a feathered layers. Some of you have your hair dyed with highlights such as green, blue, blonde, etc. For your makeup, your eyeliner could have a thick wing, or you have a signature smokey eye look. You could also like to have wear faux freckles or you have actual freckles. Your lips could often be seen with black lip liner and a signature cherry red lipstick. You could have piercings, I'm seeing specifically a septum piercing, snake bites, or gauges. There could also be a tattoo on your shoulder, forearm, or back, even possibly a sleeve. There could be Aries, Taurus, or Aquarius in your big 3 as well. You could also be apart of the LGBTQ+ community. How people perceive your beauty is that you have a tough exterior but deep down you are a calm and peaceful person. Which is interesting in comparison to your appearance. Your aura is comforting and nice to be around :D! (Clarified by Six of Fire "Success". Falling for U by Peachy!, MXMTOON) This is so cute 🥺! So there is someone who secretly has a crush on you or you have some secret admirers. Possibly someone in your friend or group you interact with on a daily basis. They are super shy around you and wish they could tell you how pretty/handsome that you are ☺️. If you already know who this is and feel the same way, perhaps encourage them a bit or flirt with them so they could confess their feelings 💞 (*sniffles* I ship 🤧😍)

Pile 5:

Shufflemancy -

Use Your Heart - Interlude by SWV

Love You Down by Ready For The World

Freakend by Megan Thee Stallion

The Empress, Ace of Water, & Temperance

Okay Pile 5, I know this is tired and old but... Mommy? Yes. Mommy? Yes. I cannot 😭 Some of you could give off milf vibes and you know this. You are either mature for your age or this pile is for my ladies in their 30s and up (It's giving "Damn Ms.Parker finer than a motherf*cker, I'd knock the dust OFF that p*ssy!" 😂😂😂). This Pile is very feminine and sensual. Your body could be very curvaceous 😏 body shaped like a figure 8 fr. Your lips could be plump and kissable as well 😚. If you identify as a masculine (either pronouns, style, gender, etc). You are just a very beautiful man. You could possibly get babied by the female figures in your life lol. Perhaps you have older sisters or a lot of women in your family. You just appear as the people would say "written by a woman". You could like to wear long flowy dresses, heels, cardigans, blouses, etc. Some people here could love the 80s/90s aesthetic. I'm visualizing somebody with big fluffy curls. Also you could attract partners who are younger than you or crave someone who is maternal in their life 🥴. (Clarified by The High Priestess. So Much More by Xaiver Omär) For how people perceive your beauty, you are down to earth, and just naturally stunning. You could have a good heart as well and possibly do some sort of service for the community. You could be great with kids or love animals as well. Religion or spirituality is significant in your life. So your devotion to God or your faith in the spiritual realm is admirable. People find you wise and want to gain knowledge from your life lessons. I feel that some of you may worry people only consider you just a pretty face with a nice body but that's far from the truth. The people who do appreciate you think you are so kind and memorable to them. Also if you ever feel insecure or lonely, your spirit guides want you to know how much they love you. So if you ever need someone to comfort you in a time of need, call upon your deities, angels, etc.

Pile 6:

Shufflemancy -

Girls by Kid Cudi ft Too $hort

Single by The Neighbourhood

겨울 탓 (Winter) by SAAY ft. Woo

The Tower, Eight of Earth "Circumspection", & Ace of Air

Trigger warning

This is interesting. So Pile 6, I see that your appearance actually makes you feel stress or turmoil at times. You could be really self conscious about how you look. For some of you, you could have experienced some sort of traumatic event, or had an injury which drastically caused for you to change. For example, you could have burn scars, large bruises, etc. Some other messages coming through that your self image is warped due to experiencing some sort of abuse (either from a partner, bullying at school, etc). I am really sorry for everything you're going 🥺! I wish you healing and hope you can grow to learn to like how you look. Just know that what other people said or done to you is never your fault and just projecting their own self hatred and insecurities onto you. Now to talk about your physical traits that stand out. You have wavy light brown hair, brown to hazel eyes, and textured skin (sun spots, freckles, wrinkles, etc). For how people perceive your beauty, I see you have some supporters who find your story very motivational. People in your family know the hard work and the steps you took in order to survive and they commend you for it. This is a selective message for only of a few of you but your ancestors have been with you since the beginning of your journey. In this card there is a family of elephants, animals who are known to never forget. Your guides want you to remember the people who did you wrong but also learn to not hold grudges because it will hinder your growth. Practicing journaling, shadow work, and using prompts could help improve your self esteem and provide clarity as to why you have such negative thoughts about your appearance. Also maybe asking your loved ones what makes you beautiful could you help a boost of condience. (Clarified by Mother of Earth. Glitch by Buddy ft. Tinashe) I feel as you get older, you are going to appreciate yourself, your life, and the lessons it had for you. I'm even seeing as you age you will look even more beautiful! One day your will develop wrinkles in the corner of your eyes and see gray hairs at your roots but you will find yourself to be happy about it. Gratitude is a big thing here. The reason why it's because you have to think about not many people live a long life so the fact that you will be blessed to do that, is amazing! Also for some of you I could see that you will look into manifestation. Perhaps you will use law of attraction, subliminals, or affirmations to work on your confidence and feeling more beautiful. You will start trusting your intuition and experiencing "glitches" in the matrix. You will see life doesn't have to be so hard or always be difficult, there can be wonderful moments as well.

Pile 7:

Shufflemancy -

January 28th by J. Cole

AMERICAN GURL by Kilo Kish

EARTHA by Jamila Woods

Six of Air "Knowledge", Five of Air "Conflict, & The Hermit (reversed)

Pile 7, I feel that you are just now acknowledging how beautiful you are! Perhaps you went through a period of being a wallflower or were very shy. You are coming out of your shell and taking steps in embracing your beauty :D! Awesome! Your appearance could be very ethereal. I'm getting that you have features that stand out and you are beautiful with an eclectic style. I'm reminded of like a alien or stars in the galaxy (some of you could be interested in starseeds, sci-fi, or conspiracy theories). This message could be only for some but there was either a friend or ex partner that you had in your life that was jealous of you. They would put you down so you wouldn't feel confident in yourself (Yuck! What a hater 🙄). This caused you to feel self conscious and out of place but now you are taking back your power. You are realizing this person was just projecting their own issues onto you. If this person is still in your life, I highly advise that you cut this person off! They don't wish to see you happy or succeed. I am sure you know who this person is as well. (Clarified by The Star. Vamp by Father ft Tommy Genesis) Oh yeah this person is gonna be fucking miserable 😂. You are gonna experience a huge glow up, Pile 7! I feel like this person has been giving you the evil eye and your spirit guides are not playing that shit. They are gonna get what's coming to them for trying to dim your light and sabotage you. The energy vampire will be gone 🧛🏽‍♀️! You are going to be healing your self esteem and from the past wounds people have inflicted onto you. You get to shine bright and be the star that you are my lovely, pile 7 🌠 Congratulations!

Pile 8:

Shufflemancy -

BIBI Vengeance by BIBI

Icy by Kim Petras

Do You? By Troyboi

The Magus, The High Priestess, & Mother of Air

Pile 8, honestly you are cool as fuck 😎! You could be a model or into fashion, if not, you totally should to start pursuing something along those lines of a career because you have such a chic aura! I'm seeing that you could have sleek hair, slanted eyes, and a prominent facial structure. I'm being reminded of models like Sora Choi and Anok Yai. You could have cool toned skin and wear colors that contrast well with your undertones. You have almost like a ice queen/king presence. People could be intimidated by your presence or find you very intriguing. You could have a popular social media presence or would be eventually be big on the internet. I believe you are aware that because of your appearance it could be marketable or know your looks could attract financial wealth. For how others perceive your beauty; They consider you mysterious, smart, and strong. (Clarified by Two of Air "Equilibrium". DICTATOR by REI AMI.) I'm being reminded of Azula from The Avatar: The Last Airbender. She was raised to be a weapon by her father but was just only a teenager. She began to crack under pressure and suffered a mental breakdown in the dual with her brother Zuko and Katara. You could have a duality to yourself. On the outside, you are stoic and regal - but deep down you could be sentimental and nervous. You could be nostalgic about some things in your life and possibly worry about if you are making the right decisions. Some of you could have parents with strong expectations as well. Please don't be so hard on yourself, pile 8! It's okay to make mistakes for that is how we learn. I know it can be scary to be vulnerable but try to let others in and get to know you for the real you. You could have a avoidant attachment and often doubt others when they try to show their love for you. You don't trust many people and either stay alone or only have a few close friends that you adore. I'm seeing also that you are artistic and have a strong work ethic. For some of you, you could have anxiety, which affects your mental health. Try to pick up a hobby to help calm you down or ease those racing thoughts of yours. Being in nature, socializing with animals, or going to a art class could be helpful or significant to some of you.

Pile 9:

Shufflemancy -

Press Your Number by Taemin

Deja Vu by ATEEZ

Pretty by FAKY

Daughter of Fire, Ace of Fire, & Wheel of Fortune

Omg pile 9, you are my hotties 🥵😍!!! You know you're the shit and nobody could tell you different (period!). You really have the mindset of being the "main character" and live life to the fullest. You could have short hair, buzzcut, or part of your head is shaved while the rest of it is long (Word to Doja: "Lost a lil' weight, but I ain't never lost a tushy. Lookin' good, but now my bald head match my 🐱"). You could also have a prominent nose, plump lips, darker skin, piercings (eyebrow, nose, or lip? Possibly all 3!), and a tummy pouch (you could have a belly button piercing too). Some of you could be proud of your booty or like to twerk, don't matter the size 😂. You wear bangles, crystals, waistbeads, and gold hoops. As for your style you dress like it's summer all the time. You could wear tube tops, crop tops, denim shorts/capris, baggy jeans, flip flops, and sneakers. You could get compliments a lot and be told that your style is "fresh". For how people perceive your beauty, they think you are lucky, blessed, and a joy to be around! I'm getting a vision of someone rub their hands 👏🏽. So people want to rub off some of your luck. NSFW but some people want to feel up on you 😂. They think your skin looks radiant and soft or want to touch your curves/muscles. (Clarified by The Sun. Going Off by P-Lo) Idk why I'm hearing "Step outside hoe. Step outside!" 🤣 You are enjoying your freedom and letting loose. You could be the type of person people always see on social media traveling places or partying. If any of you still live with your parents, y'all are stressing your mfin' parents tf OUT 😭💀! You could have to sneak out or lie about where you're going with a cover up outfit just to go places. You get away with a lot though because of how much they love you 😮‍💨 I'm getting some of you could be the youngest child. Your family think you can be a knucklehead but they love your energy and you make them laugh and smile during the hard times. Also this could be a message for a select few but some of y'all need to stop getting into fights or arguments 😭! Please learn to pick and choose your battles lol. Make sure to handle your substances responsibly (Mary Jane by Rick James came on so if you guys like to smoke weed or drink alcohol, be careful of your surroundings 😅!).

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agendabymooner · 10 months

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indigo ! pierre g. x ofc (singer!ofc)

"first to one-up your last, (s)he can stay in your past."

summary: a certain pierre gasly shouldn't be jealous over a high school sweetheart, and ensley made sure to remind him that. OR no amount of subtweeting from an ex-boyfriend can deter ensley's love for the alpine driver

content warning: ex-boyfriend (fictional), use of explicit language, allusions to smut (no smut, i can't do it guys), slight insecure!pierre, pierre is a boba fan, ofc and other drivers in a private twitter account, pierre and ensley being h0rny on main, chatfic + tweets, rare british youtubers in the comments

note: someone should have the audacity, and it will be ensley and lester :)

masterlist

tagged ensoleil

liked by willne, landonorris, estebanocon

brianimanuel look at my lil frenchman being cultured and all 💗 liked by pierregasly

user1 "my lil frenchman" 💀

willne i feel like i shouldn't be here

ensoleil we don't recall asking william :)

pierregasly bebe that's not very nice

ensoleil my bad bub sorry william

user2 y'all telling me ensley listens to the person she didn't even like before???

user3 this dump is giving "pierre is an exhibitionist" liked by pierregasly

user3 pierre?! what does that mean?

user4 i need to touch grass (or they do)

user5 pierre's the kind to pull her by the hair then kiss her whenever someone tries to eye her liked by pierregasly

user6 PIERRE PLEASE TOUCH SOME GRASS

landonorris you think this dump is bad try being the photographer of the said photos liked by pierregasly

maxfewtrell i second that

yungfilly i third that

willne so it's not just me?? our group therapy session's about to be mad lads

user7 not the group therapy sesh 😭

charles_leclerc mon dieu, there are kids in this app, calamar 🥲 liked by pierregasly

ensoleil too many to unpack because he packing frfr

charles_leclerc go to church and indulge in some holy water.

tagged pierregasly

liked pierregasly, brianimanuel, willne

user1 "big dick is back in town" 😩

niko do you have that shirt available for me?

ensoleil no sorry, it's only reserved for one man

wroetoshaw oh so you're not even going back to your flat in uk for a frenchman? 😒 liked by ensoleil

ensoleil ain't you french?

wroetoshaw i'm from guernsey?!

ensoleil same thing

willne i thought i lost that shirt 😟

ensoleil it was never urs

estebanocon i already get enough of this in the paddock

ensoleil sorry bestie you'll get more of this in your timeline :)

estebanocon its ok i like you two together anyway

brianimanuel look at our moneymaker 🥰 liked by ensoleil

pierregasly i prefer the word "muse" but thank you bb

yukitsunoda0511 look at our boyfriend liked by ensoleil

ensoleil i know right?!!!

pierregasly i didn't agree to this 😭

pierregasly if he tries to post about you one more time my dump photos will be even worse liked by ensoleil

ensoleil make him cry ig 😩😉

pierregasly oh i will, mon bebe

bonus !!!

JOJI JUDGES ENSLEY AND RICH BRIAN'S HOMEMADE BUBBLE TEA IN THIS FEAST MANSION EPISODE by first we feast

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osaevsky · 4 months

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CONGRATS ON 100 NIKO!!!!! maybe some nsfw + atsushi + prompt 18? <3 enjoy the rest of your break friend

niko's 100 followers event.

'cause when i'm around you, i tend not to changin' my mind ⚝ included: atsushi nakajima.⠀; ♡

🥮⠀⠀·⠀⠀⚝⠀⠀⠀; word count: 1.1k + warnings: gn reader, nsfw, friends with benefits / unestablieshed relationship, kinda dom atsu, degradation (slut, whore, cockslut), petnames (lovely, baby, precious), spooning, finger sucking, slight choking, cumming inside, edging. lmk if i forgot anything.

🥮⠀⠀·⠀⠀⚝⠀⠀⠀; author's note: thank you reid !! <3 i can't really say i didn't write this with my cunt so i pretty much got carried away in some parts oops. i hope you enjoy it anyway lol.

Being friends with benefits with Atsushi was not a premeditated thought, but rather something spontaneous that left his mouth mid-fuck. And as you thought he got too carried away with his feelings, he asked you once more during the aftermath of it all.

Agreeing was something just as spontaneous. Why would you say no to this, or Atsushi himself? There was not an actual reason to avoid it. He got you to show him the ropes after trial and error and you took care of your needs with someone as pretty as him, a fair exchange in the end.

Oh but how he loved to show you how much enthusiasm he had. How he wanted to learn your body, and how desired he felt when you reciprocated the same feelings as him, especially when he left his needy hands to take a grasp over your shirt, tracing over the expanse of your chest, or hooking one of his fingers into your belt and pulling you closer.

Atsushi was a charmer, even with his awkward manners and that occasional attitude he was able to put out when he wanted to take the reins.

He had you enamored by everything he did from just a few months of spending intimate moments together, but it was because of him, as you were very much aware that if it had been anyone else, it would not have been the same, not even close.

After spending another night at your apartment, waking up to him disheveled, his back facing you as the rest of him laid under the sheets of your bed. It wasn’t long before he was the one turning over, his eyes partially closed as his arm wrapped around your waist so casually, like he had memorized the movement by now -you were sure he did-, and pulling you closer to his chest.

Atsushi’s breathing was now right on your neck, soft and composed, as his nose nuzzled into your skin while he held you as if you were ready to break. A different touch to when he got to spend those mornings next to you, even if nothing had happened the night before, Atsushi was so careful with everything: where he put his hands, how hard he pulled you, how overall rough he was. It made your heart melt and he knew it.

As you tried to close your eyes once more, he began to peck down your nape, his hand moving upwards to pull your shirt just slightly and expose your shoulder. You could swear you heard him chuckle under his breath, already seeing how receptive your body was to his touches: goosebumps appearing over your skin with just a few kisses, and your head tilting to leave more space for him to bite afterwards.

‘’Feels that good already? They’re just a few kisses, I didn’t remember you being this sensitive’’ He asked, not stopping his little chatter before he finished off with a small love bite, close to one of your shoulder blades. A pained whine escaped your lips, catching him off guard for once, wondering what he did wrong.

‘’Why did you stop?’’ Oh, so that's what it was.

He didn’t do anything wrong, of course not; you were just needy for more, just like he had been for weeks to no end when this agreement started. He began to wonder if he could love you more than he already did when he saw you like this, asking for more in between whines and pushing your hips back to meet his.

‘’You’re gonna start acting like a greedy slut now? That’s what’s about, huh.’’ Although he degraded you, who was he to not comply, pushing his hips a bit more into yours, making you feel the outline of his dick under his pants. His cock was beginning to harden and throb against your body, looking for more friction, for it to be inside of you already.

The hand that played with your shirt earlier grabbed your chin for a split second, meeting your eye as he forced you to turn your head back at him. You could tell he was asking if he could move forward, and you nodded.

You could already tell how eager he was about it, too: how fast he pushed your pants down slightly and his, how his fingers brushed over the swell of your ass and got to grip your hips right after, steadying you while your leg moved upwards, waiting for him to slide in. Atsushi’s free hand traveled over your stomach, caressing your chest in the process as it reached your mouth, his thumb softly pressing on your bottom lip.

‘’Open up, lovely.’’ Atsushi did not waste any time in getting his finger right inside for you to suck on it as a way to shush your little cries when he decided to slide inside, pressing down on your tongue a little harder when he saw you already clamping down on his dick. ‘’Relax, baby, take it easy, you always do so well for me- yeah, just like that, so proud of you.’’

The throbbing of his cock as he settled inside of you was beginning to grow painful, but he was doing his best to remain patient for you, waiting for your body to adjust. He slowly removed his thumb away from your mouth, bringing his fingers down to your throat and wrapping them there.

‘’Please, please, move, need to feel you more, please, Atsu-’’ He tightened the grip around your throat as you spoke, slowly making your voice sound weaker, while his was surely trying to mock you.

‘’You sure act like a whore. All that blabber just from my dick? Tsk, I thought you knew better. Begging already like a desperate cockslut. You sure missed my touch that much, did you?’’

But Atsushi would indulge you, even if you thought he wouldn’t, making you think like you needed to beg some more.

There was not an actual need, as he began to thrust his hips into yours with sharp movements, not waiting anymore as he had enough himself. The squeezing around your throat went lighter as he lost his grip, slowly losing himself inside your walls as Atsushi felt his own climax approaching.

Just a tad quicker than yours would, as he was purposely looking for his own peak, selfishly fucking himself into you without regard, cumming deep, deep inside like he liked to.

At the sight of your confused -and pained- expression, various ‘’wait, wait, atsu- i didn’t- atsushi, please-’’ coming out slurred, wondering why he did not let you cum, watching how he pulled out, leaving your hole to spasm around nothing, his lips pecked your cheek from the side, slowly but carefully moving to settle between your thighs as he accommodated you on your back.

‘’Looks like you’re about to cry, precious. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, I just wanna make sure you cum on my tongue instead, alright?’’

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betasquads · 2 months

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MOVIE, Niko Omilana———————————

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"Based off of ceilings (Lizzy McAlpine)"

summary: A first date that turned out to be really successful with Niko, gets repeated with a different girl that wasn't you. Or maybe, you just didn't know what was real life and wasn't.

warning: CONTAINS SPOILERS —> maladaptive daydreaming, kissing

A/N: I hope the ending makes sense, if not, pls feel free to ask 🙏🏻

*A year ago from present time*

Laughter.

A feeling that makes all your worries wash away.

That was all that was heard as the both of you step out of the restaurant you had just been on for your first date. "It's raining." His smile is wide, your perfect smile reflecting his. That's what he would describe it as.

He intertwines your hand with his. "You ready?"

The moment he catches the small nod you had sent him, the both of you make a run to his car. Fits of laughter and giggles echoed on the street and stares from strangers was received, but who cared?

None of you did. This would be a memory that will forever be implanted in your brain. That was all that mattered.

He rushes to open your door and he makes a run to the drivers seat, the both of you sliding inside his car as quick as possible.

You sigh as you give a quick glance to your shoes, "My shoes are now full of water. Should've parked closer." You spoke as you tucked in your seatbelt.

"It wasn't on my agenda that it would rain on our special day." He says as he places the seatbelt in its place, a few skips of your own heartbeat when the word special leaves his lips.

Special day.

It made your lips twitch into a smile.

"A run to the car didn't do anything." You shake your head as you observe Niko's wet hair, plump lip, wet shirt on sight.

He nudges you, "You look way worse than I do. Don't come for me." His eyes are on you as he starts the engine.

You giggle as you shake your head, "Now that is not true!"

"Yeah it is. You look like Shrek's wife except your makeup is more damaged." He laughs deeply as he sees the way your face retorts into offense, your mouth slightly open.

You chuckle to yourself as you open your phone and go to the camera to check how you really looked, "I'm holding this one against you. Just wait and you'll see."

He shrugs like he was unbothered, which makes you roll your eyes despite the grin on your face never leaving.

But without you noticing, he almost curses at himself, scared that he had already said something wrong. He was observing from time to time how you always took a small look at yourself. How could you not see how perfect you already looked? You didn't need to fix anything.

"I don't wanna leave." You whisper to yourself so he couldn't hear, but the small glance he gave you as he parked outside your house proved that he did infact hear you.

After he safely parks the car, he responds with a, 'Me neither.' Which made you relieved.

A few minutes pass by with just pure silence, except you were comfortable in them. And so was he.

"Did I hurt you with what I said earlier?" Niko was the first to break the silence, your eyebrows furrowed.

A small confused smile appears, his heart warming at the sight.

"Hurt me with what?"

He looks down, ashamed. "You know." He shrugs. You squint your eyes, confused.

"The Shrek wife's joke. I'm sorry if it made you upset. I got too comfortable with you. I know it's our first date and i don't want to ruin this because I really like you. I like this." He signals to the both of you.

You smile at how much of a gentleman he was being. "Don't apologize, Niko. That's exactly what I wanted, for you to be comfortable with me. It's really attractive that you threw a joke at me. It's hard to find anyone like that." You fully turn around to him, even though you were supposed to say goodbye to him and get out of the car.

But instead, you wanted to stay for just a few minutes.

He does the same as well, turning fully around to face you.

You swore you could see his eyes dilate at the compliment you had just given him, his eyes softening. He raises his hands to tuck the soaked strand of hair that stood by your eyes behind your ears, "You look incredibly beautiful. From the start of it, till the very end." He whispers loud enough for you to hear.

You grin at his words, enveloped with the way his eyes took every part of your feature with love.

You didn't know what was coming, but the next second, you felt his warms lips on yours. You take a deep breath from the feeling that was overwhelming you with excitement and sick butterflies that developed in the bottom of your stomach.

You didn't know it, but he was feeling it aswell. His lips perfectly fit yours, like it was fate. The world just knew you were meant for each other.

One of his hands lay on the curve of your waist, the other lying on the nape of your neck. Both of your hands go up to his cheeks, smiling as you scratch his stubble.

"Tomorrow?" He rasps against your lips, sending vibrations against you as he spoke.

"Mhm." You hum. Just as you wanted more of his luscious lips, you take the last taste from his lips that happens to be already swollen.

The night had to be put to an end at some point.

"Can't wait." He says with giddiness, a faint blush on his face.

Before you got up to leave, he gives you one more kiss. Except, it was a forehead kiss.

His face becomes a mess as it slowly goes red, looking at anything but your reaction. "Bye." He almost stammers.

He gets out the car to follow you, to make sure you got in there safely. The rain soaks your clothes once again as you go up the steps, your boots making rhythm with the harsh rain.

Once you stood right infront of your door you get out your keys, but you found your hand in the air frozen, not being able to do it.

You knew you were hesitant to unlock the door to your home. You were aware he was right behind you waiting until you go back to him. You just felt it.

How could you feel so addicted to someone after one night?

You turn around slowly, and there he stood with a small smile on his face, "What is it?" He asks, although deep inside you knew that he knew the exact reason on why you couldn't stay away.

"I can't leave." You admit, "Not yet." you felt as if what you were saying right now might be creeping him out, but he proves you wrong by pulling you by the waist with an aggression you never came across.

His lips touch yours with softness, enveloping you with an unfamiliar feeling that has you curious to unveil every part of it.

"So," He mumbles against your lips. "Pretty."

He smiles when he feels your smile triggering at the compliment. The both of you stood right infront of your door and the water soaking your clothes, but that didn't matter at all.

It all felt like pure love.

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*Present time, exactly a year ago.*

All of this movie replayed on your mind as the exact date of last year hits you all at once as you looked outside the window from your home.

But it wasn't just a movie all playing in your mind, was it?

It used to be real life.

How could it coincidentally just be raining at the exact same day, oh wait. And Niko being in the exact same car and being right outside your house, parked at the exact same spot.

Except in the car, it was with some other girl. Not you.

Was the world trying to do this to you? To taunt you and torture you because it didn't work out with him?

But now, Niko was in his car with a girl. Well, she wasn't just any girl in the passenger seat... She almost looked like you.

but it wasn't you.

A sense of Deja Vu hits you as you remember this exact moment. You knew what was coming.

A kiss. A kiss in his car.

A kiss in your car. You thought to yourself.

You see that exact smile before the kiss, the smile you've grown to memorize. The moment his lips fall on hers, you look away, feeling the way your heartstrings tug on you with pain.

You're tempted to look back, but this time, the girl was gone, and he stood there in the rain looking at a door that was closing.

Your heart drops as you catch his eyesight for a second, you swore to yourself that he noticed you.

It was confirmed when he looked back, like he had to take a double take to actually know if it's you.

His eyes are wide, his hair wet from the heavy rain, his lips plump just like the night of your first ever date.

This time, the love he had for you was gone.

It felt like the Niko you had known, doesn't really exist to you anymore.

You couldn't look at him anymore, your fingertips shutting the blinds with force, a loud noise occurring.

You shoot up from your bed, you felt like your ears were ringing. You were breathing heavily as you try to differentiate between what's real life and what wasn't.

What the hell was that loud noise? You thought.

As realization hits and everything started making sense to you, you slowly lay back down. Your breathing getting more steadier.

All of this wasn't real.

Now you had remembered what had happened. You were laid out on your bed, staring at your ceiling as you daydreamed of a person who didn't really exist.

None of it was real.

Niko wasn't real and you were just making him up. Well, at least that's what you thought.

You being unaware, the exact person who you daydreamed of, is exactly doing the exact same thing to you.

The both of you unaware that when the time has come, the world will indeed connect you.

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#beta squad #niko omilana #betasquad #niko omilana imagine #nikoomilana #aj shabeel #chunkz #aj beta squad #beta squad imagine #king kenny #niko omilana x reader #niko x reader #niko #beta squad sharky #beta squad x reader #beta squad chunkz #betasquad x reader #betasquad imagine

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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howlingday · 3 months

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I will like if Jaune is Adrian's donor and Pyrrha was alive and with Jaune. Pyrrha would were an " I am not the step mom I am the mom who stepped up shirt" and take a ton of selfies in it while holding Adrian.

I love this idea, I really do, but just so you know, the reason what you're about to see is because "I'm the mom who stepped up" reminded me of my favorite character from my absolutely favorite podcast.

I present to you and all the good folks at home,

Pyrrha Nikos as Ron Stampler

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Blake: So what is Pyrrha Nikos' plan for Adrian Cotta Arc?

Pyrrha: Adrian...? Oh! Adrian! Cotta! Arc!

Blake: You step-son.

Pyrrha: Yeah! I'm making him some instant oatmeal because that's what he asked for. But then Jaune pointed out that I need to put water in with the oatmeal, and I can't just put the packet in the bowl. Which, uh, is really getting into the nitty-gritty there, and I don't exactly need that extra flourish, but I'll do it anyway, because I love my step-son. Adrian. Cotta. Arc.

Blake: Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: Yeah?

Blake: Adrian hasn't been at the table for the last hour.

Pyrrha: Oh... Then I guess somebody's not getting their instant oatmeal.

Pyrrha: Arin- Adrian? Adrian? Where are you at... buddy?

Adrian: (Outside) Uuuuuuugh...

Pyrrha: Mommy? I mean, Adrian? Is that you?

Blake: You should probably head outside and check.

Pyrrha: (Sees Adrian) Hey, Adrian. I know that... I haven't been there for you. Because I wasn't married to your husband- MY husband, your dad, before you were born to your moms, who both died and I've written several pages of words, trying to emote on paper what I can't always do in person. And I'm working on that.

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Pyrrha: (Knocks on the door) Uh, hi, Oscar! It's me, Pyrrha Nikos, noted supporter of men and-

Oscar: (Door swings open, Haggard) I'm... I've been trying my best to make magical weapons for you, but it's just... there's so much I have to put into just one part of each weapon and-

Pyrrha: That's great! I appreciate you and your hard work!

Oscar: ...Yeah, no, I'm very convinced by that. You sound like a real ally. What the fuck do you want?

Pyrrha: Uh, I was wondering if you could help me... again?

Oscar: ...Wow. Huge surprise. What is it?

Pyrrha: I was wondering if I could talk to that doctor you menioned. That "Doctor Not Oz"?

Oscar: (Actually surprised) Oh! Uh, yeah, sure, just come on in, get comfortable, okay?

Pyrrha: Should I close the door?

Oscar: Yeah, yeah, please close the door. I'll just grab Doctor Not Oz.

Pyrrha: Should I sit on the couch, or...

Oscar: Sit wherever you want. Just be comfortable.

Pyrrha: (Sits down)

Oscar: (Magically dyes hair white)

Oscar: (Pulls out crooked glasses)

Oscar: (Puts on buttoned, green coat)

Oscar: (Sits, Reaches out hand) Hi, it's nice to meet you. I'm Doctor Not Oz.

Pyrrha: Uh, so, my name is Pyrrha Nikos.

Oscar: Pyrrha, I am so glad to see you here. Attending therapy is very important, if not the most important first step to admitting you need help. Everything you say between us is strictly confidential. Let's talk about your mother.

Pyrrha: That's actually the biggest thing to get into right away for me, so-

Oscar: Okay, okay! That's fine! Let's talk about anything else. How are you feeling right now?

Pyrrha: Scared of my mom.

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Yang: (Walks out of the woods) Oh, uh, hey, P-Money! How's, uh... How's it going?

Pyrrha: (On the verge of tears) Uh... It's going.

Yang: I was gonna help Ruby make some weapons. You want in?

Pyrrha: Sometimes, I feel like my emotions are the weapons!

Yang: Come here, Pyrrha! (Hugs, Cries)

Pyrrha: (Hugs, Cries)

Nora: (Comes out of the woods, Instantaneously hugs and cries) I don't know what we're hugging and crying about, but I am in!

Weiss: (Struts out of the woods) Hey, guys, good news! I fucked so much that I'm no longer able to be one-shotted!

Pyrrha: Holy shit...

#rwby #dungeons and daddies #pyrrha nikos #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #nora valkyrie #yang xiao long #oscar pine #arkos #my answer #my answers

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iwashie · 1 year

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BLUE LOCK MEN AS LOVE SONGS pt3

📌 yukimiya kenyu, karasu tabito, eita otoya, kurona ranze, yo hiori, nanase nijiro, barou shoei, niko ikki

⋆⋆☆⋆⋆⋆⋆warnings- bllk men as love songs I think suits them

🧡 YUKIMIYA KENYU- BLUEBERRY EYES/ MAX & SUGA

Damn, you look so good Laying there wearing nothing but my T-shirt Your body's a neighborhood Wanna drive my lips all around it 'Cause I'm holding my breath Wondering when you're gonna wake up in my arms Head on my chest, my heart's beating I can't wait to... Kiss you each morning with strawberry skies 'Cause I get so lost in your blueberry eyes I'm running through my dreams to see you in the light 'Cause I get so lost in your blueberry eyes....

💜 KARASU TABITO- LATE NIGHT TALKING/ HARRY STYLES

I'll do everythin' I can to help you through If you're feelin' down, I just wanna make you happier, baby Wish I was around, I just wanna make you happier, baby We've been doin' all this late night talking 'Bout anything you wanted 'til the mornin' Now you're in my life I can't get you off my mind I've never been a fan of change But I'd follow you to any place If it's Hollywood or Bishopsgate, I'm coming too...

💚 EITA OTOYA- CAN I CALL YOU TONIGHT/ DAYGLOW

I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much? Oh, you're wasting my time You're just, just, just wasting time Something happens and I'm head over heels I never find out 'til I'm head over heels Something happens and I'm head over heels Ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart Don't, don't, don't throw it away....

💗 KURONA RANZE- BABY I'M YOURS/ ARCTIC MONKEYS

Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours) And I'll be yours (yours) until the stars fall from the sky Yours (yours) until the rivers all run dry In other words, until I die Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours) And I'll be yours (yours) until the sun no longer shines Yours (yours) until the poets run out of rhyme In other words, until the end of time I'm gonna stay right here by your side And do my best to keep you satisfied Nothing in the world could drive me away Every day, you'll hear me say....

💙 YO HIORI- APOCALYPSE/ CAS

You've been locked in here forever And you just can't say goodbye Kisses on the foreheads of the lovers Wrapped in your arms You've been hiding them in hollowed out pianos Left in the dark Got the music in you, baby Tell me why Got the music in you, baby Tell me why You've been locked in here forever And you just can't say goodbye Your lips, my lips Apocalypse....

💛 NANASE NIJIRO- PUPPY LOVE/ PAUL ANKA

And they called it "puppy love" Oh, I guess they'll never know How a young heart really feels And why I love her so And they called it "puppy love" Just because we're, we're 17....

❤️ BAROU SHOEI- COME INSIDE OF MY HEART/ IV OF SPADES

I love you But I don't really show you I'd call you But only if you want me too Oh, don't you let it stop Oh, I won't let it happen, baby I will never stop But only if you listen to me Come inside of my heart If you're looking for answers Look at the stars Go a little bit faster Oh, baby Forgive me if I hurt you Come save me 'Cause you're the only one for me...

🖤 NIKO IKKI- SO THIS IS LOVE/ SNEHA

Mmm, so this is love, mmm, so this is love So this is what makes life divine I'm all aglow, mmm, and now I know The key to all heaven is mine My heart has wings, mmm, and I can fly I'll touch every star in the sky So this is the miracle that I've been dreaming of Mmm, mmm, so this is love Mmm, mmm I'll touch every star in the sky So this is the miracle that I've been dreaming of Mmm, mmm, so this is love....

#bllk imagines #blue lock headcanons #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #blue lock #bllk x you #bllk headcanons #bllk fluff #yukimiya kenyu #karasu tabito #eita otoya #kurona ranze #nanase nijiro #yo hiori #barou shouei #niko ikki

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mata-aetara-if · 10 months

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can you answer which of these kisses is each ro?: tumblr(.)com/lumosinlove/169713483530/kisses-i-want-to-write-about-goodbye-kisses?source=share

Yesss!!!! Please these are all so 🥺💞

Asahi: “You look beautiful” kisses: Just a soft press of lips to the temple, resting them there for a moment, then smiling down and telling them as much.

Niko: Hello kisses: After long periods apart, these can include A picking up B and spinning them around. Fingers pressing into cheeks, palms cupping necks, and breathless laughs when they finally come up for air.

Shikako: First kisses: Hesitant and nervous. Lips hover inches from each other for a few seconds before they just barely brush. It’s just a soft press, but it ignites their entire bodies. Pinkies link afterwards, still wanting to be close, and each looks down, smiling softly.

Inoru: Breathless kisses: A series of short pecks because they need the closeness but they also need air, so. Sometimes smiles come in between, or sometimes its just breath, gasping for the sole purpose of being able to kiss again.

Rona: In the dark kisses: The movie plays in the background, but A and B are hardly paying attention from the back row. They kiss soundlessly, long and soft, fingers locked. A’s arm is thrown behind B’s seat, wrist bent to curl their fingers into B’s hair.

Jun: Comforting kisses: B walks into find A sitting on the bed, shoulders shaking, cheeks wet. A looks up, face looking stricken for a moment. B is shocked, and quietly says A’s name. At this, A breaks, face crumpling, and only barely has time to reach both hands out for B before B is there, kneeling at A’s feet. B takes A’s hands first, kissing their knuckles and palms. Then B reaches up to hold A’s face, pressing soft kisses around their cheeks, their lips, murmuring “it’s okay” and “you’re alright” and “I’m here” in between.

Chai: “I missed you” kisses: Long and relentless, holding their body close, arms wrapped completely around their waist. A burying their head in B’s neck and pressing kisses there too.

Mokoto: Morning kisses: Barely awake kisses that usually end up on jaws or cheeks because A is too tired to land it properly. B makes a sleepy sound and rolls into A, nuzzling their face into their neck, ankles hooking together, while A drapes their arms around B and they fall back asleep for a while.

Ryoku: Goodbye kisses: Lingering and hard for longer times apart. Ones that curve A’s body against B’s and cause hands to splay against backs. Or short pecks, maybe not even completely on the mouth for short trips to the grocery store.

Kougetsu: “I thought I lost you” kisses: The breath is knocked out of both of them with the force that they collide with. Hands grip the back of t-shirts and palms are pressed up and under shirts, holding them close, feeling the warmth of their skin. Palms are pressed to cheeks, thumbs swiping away tears until their mouths collide messily, the world seeming to disappear around them.

#ask #anon #ch: asahi #ch: niko #ch: shikako #ch: jun #ch: inoru #ch: rona #ch: chai #ch: mokoto #ch: ryoku #ch: kougetsu #ro asks

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lnights · 9 months

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Let's kick off Blind Channel fan week!

I was originally writing each day to be the person of the day and the timeline, but I just couldn't make it work 😅 I got stuck after Niko and Joel.

So each story will be just on the person, not connecting to each other.

Niko day: can be read as platonic or romantic, 801 words.

It's a bit angsty folks 😅

It was so windy.

It was cold on the balcony but he couldn't seem to bring himself to move, to go in and warm up.

He was all alone, but that wasn't anything new. He would think with four bandmates and their crew he wouldn't ever feel alone while touring, but since the last time he had seen his girlfriend- no, his ex-girlfriend, he had just felt hollow inside.

And so very alone.

He knew the breakup was coming, they were trying to tour more, she was getting through university, and they just wanted different things in life; but knowing it was coming didn't make it hurt any less when she told him it was over, no they couldn't talk about it and there was no way to work it out.

Niko sighed and took another swig from the bottle of white wine had opened, it was probably Joel's but he would have to buy him a new one because there was less than a glass left now.

Hadn't it been full when he had opened it? When he had grabbed it before he decided to sulk out on the balcony while everyone else celebrated a successful show?

Huh.

Niko shrugged and chugged the last that was in the bottle, Joel could gripe at him later if he needed to.

He needed to go in, it was dark and cold and while Olli and Santeri were sharing a room with him that night, he didn't want to talk with anybody and it would just be better if he was already asleep when they came in.

But he found himself taking a few steps forward instead of turning around to go back into the hotel room, looking over the side of the railing.

It was so high up…

How easy it would be, to never have to feel that heartbreak again…

Some part of him that was still rational was screaming at him to get away from the railing, to let go of it and go to bed, that it would all be so much better in the morning.

But the other part was whispering to him, telling him he didn't have to continue that way. That there was a way out-

"Niko?"

He spun around, his head continuing to spend even after his body had stopped, to see a wide-eyed Joel standing in the middle of the doorway, he hadn't even heard it slide open.

"Oel?" He slurred, "what are you doing er?"

"You texted me." Joel said cautiously, "a few minutes ago?"

Niko frowned, his phone had been in his hand while he was sitting, it was even still on the arm of the chair he had been in. But he didn't remember texting anybody.

Joeli moved a little closer, as if trying not to spook an animal, "yeah, I think you were trying to say you drank all my wine? It was a bit garbled."

"Oh," Niko nodded a little, leaning back on the railing and tilting his head back, "yeah, drank it alllll."

"That's ok." Joel sounded closer, "why don't we get you to bed?"

Niko nodded a little and instantly regretted it when his head started to spin once again.

He had a arm wrap around his shoulders and pull him away from the railing, staying firm around him until they were back in the room, the harsh lighting hurting his eyes.

"I know," Joel sighed when he let out a groan, "Just close your eyes, you just need to sleep it off."

Somehow he fumbled while trying to button his pants, alternating for a moment between trying to do that and trying to pull off his shirt and failing at both before he felt long fingers brushing his away and doing it for him.

The same hands helped him slide under the covers of his bed, carefully pulling the beanie off his head so he could lay directly on the pillow.

"Don't go." He whispered when the hands pulled away.

"I'm not," Joel whispered back, "just give me a moment."

He could hear clothes rustling, the small sound of something being placed on the ground by the bed, and a small ding of a phone before the covers lifted again and a warm body slotted behind his, an arm wrapping so lightly over his waist.

"It'll get better," Joel whispered, "you still have the band, your music and novel ideas… you still have me. You always will."

Niko would open his eyes if he could but they were so heavy, his brain was sluggish and he could barely keep up with what was being said, but he understood that.

So he whispered back, "love you."

Joel gave a slight hum in acknowledgment, just holding him until he fell asleep.

They didn't talk about it in the morning.

#10yearsofblindchannel #im an awkward 🦇#my fic #tw sui ideation

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theflyingfeeling · 1 year

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Hi, I have an idea for Joel/Olli promt! So there's comic con (or something similar), and Joel really wants to go, get more Venom merch, but he needs company. However it seems like everyone around him has plans with their s/o or is not interested in such geek things... except for Olli, who hears Joel complaining and excitedly suggests to go. It's not that Joel doesn't want his company, rather he's too nervous about going somewhere with his secret crush on Valentines day... And they have a really great time there, even though they're into different parts of con, but of course it's not a date (or is it?😏)

Hello! 👋 Oof, I'll have you know I wrote so many versions of this fic (particularly the ending), so I really hope this one pleases you 😅

words: 28033

rating: G

trigger warnings & additional tags: a shit-ton of pining, but what else is new? I also hope you enjoy the geeky references 🤭

AO3: here!

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The miniature Yoda stared at Joel from his position by the Millennium Falcon, mercilessly and with great judgement.

A coward, you are, he seemed to say with his old, wise eyes.

Joel couldn’t find it in himself to disagree, although he did wonder about his own mental well-being. Having figurines of fictional characters communicate with you telepathically, no matter how sage and respectable they were, was surely a sign of not having it all together anymore.

In my defence, Joel said to Yoda in his mind, I didn’t ask for any of this.

As usual, he blamed Joonas, primarily for ditching him because of a date night (although Joel had to admit the Gregorian calendar was also partly at fault, for making the comic convention fall on February 14th this year), but also for proposing Olli should go with him instead, coincidentally at the exact moment Olli had joined them in the studio kitchenette. Then again, Joel hadn’t had much choice, since Aleksi had already declined the invitation, claiming it overlapped with Rilla’s dental appointment, and Niko would, naturally, have a key role in Porko’s grand date night. Joel hadn’t even bothered asking Tommi, knowing he’d most likely have plans with his own partner, especially after Joel had seen him fiddling with a small velvet-covered box the other day. Vilma had work and Samy’s sister was in town, so it really seemed Olli was the only one with no other plans for Valentine’s Day, against all impossible odds.

One might wonder what exactly Joonas had done wrong in suggesting Olli to accompany him at the convention. To everyone else following the scene from afar, it might have seemed innocent, helpful even, but Joel knew better. The catch was that Joonas, that insufferable bastard who always ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time, had caught Joel during their European tour last spring when he had been replaying that cursed video he had filmed of Olli doing yoga poses with no shirt on. If Joel had to find something positive out of the situation, it was that at least that particular time he had been only watching the video (with lust in his eyes and longing in his heart), because not all his daydreams about that video were quite as innocent.

(By now Joel had deleted the video from his phone, to avoid something like that from happening ever again. He didn’t mourn the loss, however, as the sight was permanently imprinted on his internal memory card.)

Be as it may, Joonas had managed to squeeze the truth out of him that day, and Joel could still not believe his terrible luck. As much as Joel loved Joonas, he was the last one of his friends he wanted to know about his sort-of-maybe crush on Olli. Had it been Tommi instead, the guy would’ve probably made one sarcastic remark and left it at that, whereas Aleksi’s quips about it would’ve probably been so foxy and subtle that no one would’ve noticed a thing, if not for Joel’s burning blush. As for Niko, Joel would be surprised if he hadn’t heard all about it from Joonas by now.

So when Olli’s face had brightened at the mention of a comic con and an extra ticket Joel didn’t want to go to waste, how was he supposed to tell him he’d rather go alone instead? Indeed, how was he supposed to not melt into a pining, miserable mess when Olli came to him on their next break from recording, his eyes shining as he showed Joel the schedule of the event on his phone and listed all the exhibitions they must see, all the lectures they should definitely attend.

All that had lead to Joel waking up in that morning feeling as if he had not slept a wink, which wasn’t far from reality; he had spent half the night picturing all the potential as well as the absurd scenarios of what would happen the next day at the convention, and when he had finally fallen asleep, he had dreamt of Olli and Olli’s hand in his as they roamed the conference hall together, and when they stopped the whole place was empty all of a sudden, or maybe Joel only had eyes for Olli and his red lips as they moved closer to his…

It really was no wonder that after such a night Joel was now imagining a plastic Yoda voicing his disappointment in Joel for not having the courage to take Olli’s hand, albeit only under the pretext of not losing each other in the crowd when the presentation about the influence of Kalevala on Tolkien’s work had ended and the mass of people had headed towards the exit of the lecture hall all at the same time. If Olli had been disappointed in Joel’s clumsy rejection of his hand, he had hidden it well by explaining passionately how fascinating he had found the part that had illustrated the similarities between Kullervo and Túrin Turambar, who ever the latter was (and Joel only had a vague knowledge about the former character as well).

What would you do, then, Joel asked Yoda, if one day you found yourself crushing on Obi-Wan? I betcha green ass the Force would be nowhere near you at that moment.

He never got his answer, for he felt a tap on his shoulder before he could hear Yoda’s croaky voice in his head again.

“Look what I found! It changes colour when you put coffee in it.” Olli beamed and showed Joel a mug that was, undoubtedly, somehow related to all that hobbitty stuff Olli loved, if Joel had to give a wild guess.

His brain still tangled in the conversation he had been having with his new imaginary friend, Joel only managed a weak smile, more at Olli’s excitement than the collectible in his hands. Thinking Olli wouldn’t pick up on his strange mood was, however, wishful thinking.

“So, what do you want to do next? I feel like we've only been looking at my interests so far,” Olli said and scratched the back of his head, as if ashamed of his enthusiasm, which was the last thing Joel wanted.

“Nah, I don’t know…” Joel mumbled while Olli was putting the mug he had purchased in his backpack, so tenderly that for a while Joel thought Olli was going to plant a kiss on its side.

“No, it’s your turn to decide.” Olli zipped the bag and swung it on his back again, flashing a kind smile that made Joel want to punch himself in the face for finding it so adorable.

When Olli kept insisting on Joel making the decision of their next comic con activity, Joel remembered the stall selling Marvel merch they had passed earlier. Particularly he thought back to the black Venom t-shirt that had been hanging behind the counter, with the alien symbiote’s slimy, gaping mouth decorating the backside. Thanks to fan gifts, he owned several Venom shirts already, but he didn’t own that one yet.

Olli was happy to fulfil Joel’s timid request to find the Marvel stall again, and when they set off to wander around the large conference hall, Joel partly hoped Olli’s hand would try to find his again, because this time he might have actually accepted the gesture, even if it would likely have launched the panic mode in his pitiful brain. He knew it was stupid, to dream of just having your fucking hand held, like he was some kind of pathetic, touch-starved loner with barely any human contact in his everyday life. Sometimes he envied Joonas, who seemed to have no problem asking for (and receiving) spontaneous affection from his loved ones, while Joel was able to do that only when he was high enough on endorphins during or after shows to not be in full charge of his actions, or drunk enough to not care how others might perceive him. Mind you, he wasn’t the type to care an awful lot about what others might think of him (at least not on a good day), but when it came to Olli, he would rather die than in any way imply his attraction to him or do anything that might blow his already poor cover.

And yet, masochistic as he was, he often tortured himself with the naive, overly-optimistic hope he nurtured somewhere deep, deep inside him of Olli maybe returning his feelings. He knew it was no use, but there were days he couldn’t stop thinking about the faint shade of red that had appeared on Olli’s cheeks when he had noticed Joel had been filming his shirtless yoga session, or that one time he had felt Olli holding his breath when Joel had, in a sudden burst of recklessness, grabbed a handful of the bassist’s hair during a gig and brought their faces close for two seconds which in that moment had felt like two millennia. A little less frequently he reminisced the incident of Olli accidentally passing out in Joel’s bunk instead of his own and waking up with his hard-on pressed against Joel’s hipbone (Joel blamed it on the hangover), not to mention how Olli had fucking winked at him when Joel had, quite senselessly, blurted out he’d rather bone Olli out of all his bandmates if he had to choose one. Sure, it had only been in the context of that silly game some fans had asked them to play at a meet and greet, but Joel had still seen it best to avoid Olli the best he could for the rest of the day, just to save himself from further embarrassment. He tried not to think about any of these occasions for too long at a time, because if he did, he would eventually drive himself crazy trying to figure out what it all meant.

You know, if it meant anything at all.

“Ugh, do you have any idea where that Marvel stall was? I feel like we’ve been walking around in circles,” Olli frowned, and Joel almost bumped into his backside when the man stopped to look at a makeshift café down the aisle they were walking.

“We can stop for a snack if you want to.”

Two minutes later Joel regretted taking pity on his friend; Joel tried to look away, tried not to think about how sweet sugar would taste off Olli’s lips as he munched on his half of the doughnut they shared, but Joel supposed he may as well let himself have this new image for his dream catalogue for the following night (as a treat, in case they wouldn’t find the Venom merch).

“Right, now let’s find that Marvel stall for you,” Olli said, wiping the final sprinkles of sugar off his lips and bringing Joel back to earth as he did.

~~~

“That one,” Joel pointed at the t-shirt his eye had caught earlier, and soon the salesperson handed him an identical one in a plastic wrapping.

“Did you notice our Valentine’s Day special offer?” the woman asked, gesturing at the heart-shaped piece of cardboard next to Joel that read ‘Buy a T-shirt, get one for half price!’

“Ah, yeah, thank you, but I think I–”

“Oh, look how cool this is!” Olli nudged Joel’s side. In his hands Olli was holding a black t-shirt with some kind of geometrical triangle illustration that Joel had a vague memory of seeing on a movie poster before.

“...I’ll have that one as well,” Joel said to the salesperson who nodded contently.

“Really?” Olli’s puppy eyes stared at Joel like he had just offered him his hand in marriage and half of his kingdom.

“Well, I mean, it’s half the price off and… you paid for the giant doughnut, so…”

His mouth felt dry and his cheeks flared up when Olli’s face softened.

“Thanks, man.” Olli gave him a clumsy half-hug that Joel wished would’ve lingered like so many of their other hugs seemed to do these days. For the few seconds the embrace lasted, Joel already managed to become intoxicated by the scent of Olli’s cologne.

“Wait,” Olli said when the salesperson reached her hand to take the shirt from him, “I wonder which size should I get?”

Still drunk on the smell of Olli, Joel almost had to rub his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things when he was suddenly face to face with a shirtless Olli, in the middle of a crowded conference hall.

If Joel’s tongue had felt dry against his palate before, now there was an entire desert in his mouth, and Olli’s toned body was the oasis he was thirsty for. His upper body must have been topless for only a couple of seconds before he pulled the new shirt over his head, but that was plenty enough time for Joel to take in the firm pecs covered in curly chest hair, the nipples that looked like tiny strawberries Joel was dying to taste, a soft-looking stomach one could easily lay his head and fall asleep on, and a faint happy trail that disappeared under the baby blue boxers that peaked from under Olli’s trousers. Joel already knew what he’d be picturing later that night, in the dark of his bedroom with his hand down his own underpants.

“What do you think?” Olli asked him, oblivious to the hunger raging inside Joel.

Even with a shirt on, Olli was a sight for sore eyes with the way his biceps filled up as he posed for Joel.

“Looks amazing,” Joel sighed, trying to control his breathing so as to not appear like some kind of creeper who drooled after half-naked young men.

Olli seemed pleased with Joel’s feedback and grinned as he undressed himself off the shirt to hand it to the salesperson. This time Joel was prepared and pretended to be immensely fascinated by the display of Funko Pop figurines behind the cashier.

They shuffled around the convention for almost an hour more, occasionally stopping to marvel at someone’s exceptionally detailed cosplay costume or to point out cool collectibles and comic book inspired art, from paintings to pastries, until Olli’s gait became visibly more sluggish. Arriving near the large map of the exhibition where they first had started off earlier that day, Olli planted his cheek heavy on Joel’s shoulder. Joel granted himself a few seconds to lose himself in the softness of Olli’s hair against his neck and the aroma of the man’s shampoo before he spoke.

“When does your train leave again?”

“Mmmmh, around six,” Olli mumbled sleepily and rubbed his cheek against the fabric of Joel’s hoodie, as if he was about to fall asleep on his feet.

Perhaps Yoda had been right about him; only a true coward would fail to take the opportunity to wrap their arms around the soft boy leaning onto them for support or do anything at all to keep him there as long as they could. Joel? He was barely able to look at Olli, let alone return his gesture, which was a greater tragedy than any galactic war, as there was nothing Joel wanted to do more than exactly that.

“D’you wanna grab a bite before that?”

“Mmmmmh,” was the response Joel got, which in Olli-language meant ‘yes’.

~~~

Seen this coming, you should have, Yoda’s voice echoed in Joel’s head when, after a full McDonald’s Drive Thru meal, Olli yawned with his head on Joel’s lap as they sat on a bench at the railway station. For the first quarter an hour that had followed their fast-food dinner, Joel had watched how Olli had fought against exhaustion and finally lost the battle as he had practically slumped on Joel with no warning at all, and since then Joel had been fighting a battle of his own against wanting to sweep aside the curls that had fallen on Olli’s forehead or sliding his hand inside Olli’s jacket to keep it warm.

Olli growing sleepy after a heavy meal was predictable and very in-character, so Yoda did have a point. What Joel could never have foreseen was falling in love with his friend, after all these years of viewing him as a younger brother, in a way.

Simple times, they were, he explained to Yoda in his head, who nodded approvingly.

Then again, when Joel looked at Olli, breathing calmly on his lap, he wondered how it had not happened sooner. It wouldn’t have made much difference, he feared, but maybe he would have come to terms with it by now.

Or perhaps he’d be even more heavy-hearted, after all the years of craving something he could not have. Perhaps he would have lost all that was left of his sanity, being so close to Olli every day, yet nowhere near where he wanted to be.

Perhaps it would have destroyed him.

Joel was so lost in thought of what might have been that he didn’t notice how one of Olli’s curls had swirled around his finger until Olli shifted on his lap a little. The small movement was followed by a quiet, satisfied sigh, despite his awkward position and the uncomfortable wooden bench on which he lay, which encouraged Joel to continue caressing his silky hair.

“Did you have fun today?” Olli suddenly asked.

Spending a whole day with you? It was both Heaven and Hell.

“Of course,” Joel assured as Olli’s eyes fluttered open. “You?”

Olli nodded. “I love places like that.”

Olli wouldn’t have needed to tell him that, though; Joel had seen the way Olli’s eyes had glimmered the moment they had stepped in.

“Thanks for taking me there. And for the shirt,” Olli added quietly, closing his eyes again and nudging his head against Joel’s stomach, as if to urge Joel to keep on petting him. Joel was happy to comply; it wasn’t exactly in his power to deny Olli anything at all. If Olli had asked him, Joel would’ve happily sat there the whole night, with Olli in his arms like he belonged there, even if nothing else would ever come out of it. But as it turned out, the inevitable passing of time was not on Joel’s side, because soon after, the announcement of Olli’s train to Oulu echoed around the railway station and the comforting warmth of Olli’s body left him.

Olli groaned and rubbed his eyes as he sat up, but then the bliss and turmoil of being so close to Olli returned when he leaned against Joel again, pressing his face in the crook of Joel’s neck.

“Too tired,” Olli whined. “It’ll be so late when I get home. Why couldn’t Tommi wait for one day before driving back?”

Then stay, Joel wanted to say. Stay, stay, stay.

He had already opened his mouth, but Olli stood up. Joel followed his example and immediately felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist.

“I hate sitting on the train,” Olli mumbled against Joel’s chest.

Then stay.

“And it’s so chilly there.”

Stay.

“And you’re so warm.”

Stay.

“And I’ll miss you.”

Please.

“And I really hate missing you.”

Oh, for the love of god, stay!

“Damn, Joel, I wish you would just say it already, so that I can stop thinking it’s all in my head!”

Joel stopped breathing and the train arriving at the track next to them stopped moving, as did the whole world around Joel.

“Say what?” he asked quietly, terrified to hear the answer.

“That you want me to stay.”

Olli’s eyes looked into his, and when Joel most needed it, that ridiculous humanoid alien from a popular space opera franchise that had haunted his subconscious for most of the day was silent. The only guidance he had then was Olli’s gentle gaze, the same soft eyes he had often stared into in his dreams as of late, sometimes with hope, other times with despair. This was no dream, however, and Olli’s honest eyes were waiting for his honest answer.

“Stay,” he whispered, almost hoping the noises of the railway station would swallow his desperate plea.

Olli stared at him silently for what must have been mere seconds, but to Joel it felt like time had stopped or ceased to exist completely, which Joel wouldn’t have minded awfully much to be honest, as long as he’d get to hold Olli forever, even if he would never hear the words Olli was to say next.

“Then I’ll stay.”

Olli rose on his tippy-toes so that his hot breath warmed Joel’s lips for a single second before their lips touched, in a kiss that was somehow passionate and cautious at the same time, greedy as much as it was tentative, a perfect mirror to Joel’s current feelings.

It was exactly what Joel had been fantasising about for nearly twelve months, possibly longer than that if he dared to be honest with himself, so when Olli parted from him, it felt precisely like all those dreams he had woken up from prematurely, with Olli slipping out of his hands at the sound of his alarm clock going off. Only this time, Olli was still there when Joel opened his eyes.

“Your place or mine?”

Joel blinked at Olli’s cheeky smile.

“Huh?”

“Come on!” Olli grabbed his hand, and in the next moment they were sitting next to each other on the train to Oulu, talking and laughing and kissing and probably driving the other passengers in the extra class crazy.

Hours later, the clock was nearing midnight, the train was nearing their childhood hometown, and Olli’s lips were nearing Joel’s collarbone as he slept against Joel. Earlier on their journey, those lips had secretly nibbled on the thin skin just above Joel’s collarbone, almost as if in an attempt to spell something there.

Love you, he does.

This time, Joel smiled at his inner Yoda’s observation.

Yeah, I think he might.

#blind channel fanfiction #blind channel rpf #valentine's day fluff by theflyingfeeling #not sure i'm still 100% satisfied with the ending but eh. it's the best one of the version i wrote #i hope i'll be able to put together something short and sweet for tomorrow 💕#joelxolli

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J/C - the Idols of Beacon

--==(Table of Contents) ==--

(Chapter 9 - Rules & Roles)

Joan and Carla were lounging about, enjoying another greasy feast from the cafeteria. Carla devouring her second bacon double cheeseburger, while Joan was inhaling an extra large bowl of poutine. Groaning, Joan put down her meal and rubbed her stomach.

“If this is how this, whatever this is, is going to be… I’m pretty satisfied.” Joan commented as she rose from the couch, and stretched, cousin her slightly too small t-shirt to rise up and expose her midriff and her just noticeable paunch.

“I hate to agree, but this is a cakewalk.”

“Is my ass getting fat?” Joan asked as she slapped her hands on her ample, perky butt cheeks. “I think they are. What do you think?”

“Dude! I’m eating.” Carla retorted, “I’m not checking out your ass!”

“It’s just a question, and you’re the only one I can ask.” Joan responded.

“Why are you asking me that type of shit? I don't care if you think your boobs are getting bigger, or your ass is fatter… I don't care, and I don't want to know about it.”

“Bitch.”

“Seriously, dude, what the hell?” Carla asked, a tint of disgust in her voice as she tossed the remains of her burger on the take-out box covered coffee table. “ You’re acting like this whole thing is good. It’s not.”

“I’m just trying to make the most of it.” Joan countered. “We’ve got like three years and some to be like this…”

“Do not remind me.”

A knock on the door on the door to their lodgings ended the conversation, and before anyone could answer the door opened, allowing Goodwitch and four others access. The pair of magically altered young men stiffened at the sight of three. The fourth they had no idea about.

Joan seeing her former partner, then one of her former bullies and finally Coco… who she was very aware of started to invoke the ‘fight or flight’ response… heavily slanted to ‘flight’.

Carla was afraid of all three. Nikos for trouncing her and her team, Coco for being a looming threat of if her real identity ever was revealed that she would be on the receiving of the ass kicking of the century. Then there was Russel, her former teammate. Like Jaune, Carla was extremely entertaining the idea of making a run for it.

“Don’t.” the fourth member of Godwitch’s posse commanded as she strode past everyone and surveyed not only the pair of young women, their state of dress, and the condition of their living space. “Disgusting and depressing.”

“Um… who are you?” Joan stuttered out.

“Speak up, speak clearly, and speak with conviction.” the woman stated, her pink eyes focused on Joan. “I am your agent, choreographer, and vocal instructor. My name is Piper Hamelin, and you are?”

“Joan… Joan A?”

“Then I assume you are Carla W.”

“Y…yes?”

“I see.” Piper studied the pair for several minutes before speaking again. “The three students with me are your support team.”

“Support team? Why do we have…” Joan started to ask.

“Because you need one, and considering the state of this place, and your current appearance… you desperately need them. Sit.” Piper waited as Joan and Carla looked at each other as if having a discussion without words. “I do not have all day, ladies. Sit!”

Joan was the first to cave to Piper’s authoritative tone, with Carla soon following suit.

“So there are going to be several changes to your routine and habits, and you WILL follow my directions to a tee, or I will make things even more strict. Understood?”

The pair just nodded.

“Good. Ms Nikos has agreed to being your fitness instructor and has also been given the authority to monitor your caloric intake. This…” Piper pointed to the cluttered coffee table, “WILL no longer be happening.”

“Ms Adel has been chosen as your fashion consultant and stylist. She will dictate what you wear, especially when you eventually go on stage and start having public appearances… “Piper snorted before continuing, “She will ALSO be enforcing a strict dress code for all over times… you will not be dressed as slops or in other unflattering ways. Are you understanding these directives?”

Joan and Carla silently nodded.

“Finally, Mr Thrust will be your songwriter and composer. I will be instructing him in the style I believe you are best suited to perform in. You will not be required to play any instruments. You will perform using pre-recorded music.” Piper then opened her leather portfolio and pulled out several stapled together sheets of paper, and proceeded to hand a copy to each of them. “These are the rules and codes of conduct, along with weekly schedule, dress code, exercise plan, and meal plan. Read and memorize. Any questions?”

“I… um…” Joan started to stammer out.

“Good.” Piper cut her off. “Up… up, no time like the present to start.”

“Start?” Carla asked as she hesitantly rose to her feet.

“I need to hear your voices. So you will in turn sing a scale for me. Up and down.” Piper informed the pair, and then pointing to Carla. “You first.”

“Um…” Carla hesitant. “I haven’t… for some time…”

“It matters not. This is a test to sample your abilities. Once I have assessed you, I will work out a training plan. Now. Scale.”

Carla clears her throat and then in almost perfect pitch…

“Doh-Re-Mi-Fa-Sol-La-Ti-High Doh”

“Reverse.”

“High Doh-Ti-La-Sol-Fa-Mi-Re-Doh”

“Impressive, you still need work, but nothing constant practice will not fix.” Piper nodded. “We will also need to work on your projection and breathing. Very good.”

Piper fixed her gaze on Joan who rubbed the back of her neck, that instantly reminded Pyrrha of her missing leader Jaune.

“I’m waiting.” Piper spoke flatly.

“I can’t.” Joan replied.

“I don't care. Try. I need to assess your voice.”

Joan also cleared her throat, her voice cracking instantly and causing everyone to wince.

““Doh-Re-Mi-”

“Enough” Piper frowned. “You are atrocious, but not completely. You will need extensive and intensive training.”

Joan looked utterly dejected, and Carla despite her normal attitude felt a little bad about Joan’s situation. Vocal training was rough, and Joan was going to suffer.

“Professor, I am finished.” Piper turned her head to look at Glynda. “I will be granted access to these quarters, and I need a sound proofed room, with a sound system, floor to ceiling wall mirrors, and barre. Is this doable, or do I need to arrange for facilities in Vale?”

“We have such a room. I will have maintenance refurbish and clean it.” Glynda replied.

“How long?”

“A day. It is being currently being used for storage.”

“I also need three basic chairs, wood or plastic, and a mini-fridge stocked with water and sports drinks.”

“No issue.”

“Very well. I am finished here.” Piper let her eye linger on the pair. “I have to return to Vale, but I will be back tomorrow. Be well rested. It will be a long day. Ms Nikos.”

“Yes?”

“Adjust their schedule. They need to work off this garbage.” PIper indicated the collected take-out boxes, “Early morning runs, until I tell you differently. Is that doable? Does it fit with in your class schedule?”

“Yes, I can make it work. I normally take an early morning run, so it will be no issue to pick them up to join me.”

“Good. Get some rest, ladies. You WILL need to be well rested for tomorrow.”

Carla and Joan shivered as Piper, Pyrrha, Coco, Russel and Goodwitch exited the room, leaving the dejected and worried pair alone. Joan’s shoulders slumped as she without a word vanished into her room.

“This is bullshit.” Carla snorted as she as well headed into her room.

#rwby #jaune arc #cardin winchester #fem!jaune #fem!cardin #henshin #genderswap #Beacon PR Campaign #theme inspired by back street girls

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rocketdive · 8 months

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i cannot find my original weeb ranking post, and recent discoveries have been occupying my brain so i need to dump them in this post

current rankings (subject to change in the future)

megan thee stallion - 110% would risk catching covid and being a fire hazard if she wanted to take me on an anicon date

nick r (bad omens) - this man is a fucking weeb (affectionate) and that crunchyroll interview is enough proof (also not my weeb ass watching that entire interview)

noah (bad omens) - demoted from 1st place coz he wasn't caught up with aot

niko (blind channel) - i don't really go here but i have seen enough of this blorbo-in-law to know that this man is a weeb

alpha wolf - specifically lochie and sabian because my weeb radar is (unfortunately) stronger than my gaydar but that new album most certainly has some certified weeb reference titles why tf do i know all this weeb shit when i don't watch anime

within destruction - currently lumping them into a group because i don't stalk their individual socials enough but pls see: 1) anime merch 2) more anime merch 3) technically not full weeb but still kinda weeb if y'all seen their drummer's back piece 4) vocalist is def a weeb on main 5) did i mention anime merch 6) also touring TWICE with the band that did the attack on titan themes was also a choice

uhhhhhh we are moving into "not (heavily) weeb on main" / "casual anime enjoyer/probably not a true weeb" territory after this

will ramos (lorna shore)/courtney laplante (spiritbox) - have publicly documented weeb references but i also cba to read either article so i'm putting them both here

vinny (miw) - tbh idk enough about his weeb tendencies so he's lower than will and courtney but he did mention that he likes attack on titan

idk about jolly from bad omens coz i don't have solid evidence except that one interview where he got mentioned in passing and i also get euro vkei copy band vibes from his earlier photos

squeezing knocked loose here because they do set off my weebdar but i haven't dug around enough. there is that pic of 2/5ths of the band with piccolo (or was it some other DB character, i can't remember)

i feel like someone in bmth has to have some degree of weeb influence but isn't heavy handed in it (*cough* oli and his animu drop dead shirts *cough*) but also all the jp game references and also HELLO MR. KOJIMA?????

basically anyone on this list has already set off my weeb radar to some extent

honorary mention(s) - lupe fiasco

#weeb tag #feel free to add if your blorbo is a (possible) weeb #FOR THE RECORD I HAVE NEVER WATCHED A FULL EPISODE OF NARUTO OR ATTACK ON TITAN #^ before any of you call me a weeb (derogatory)#also my friend brought me to animate in japan and i legit did not know like 95% of the store so i am most definitely not a weeb

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"#also everyone: look what [bandmember 1&2] did#Jess: look an otter🥰" hello @mondscheinprinzessin it was a very cute otter and I had to take a picture for my friend! But I can scream about the bands too 😂 I mean you were there but still

They were all so smiley and happy, like everytime you looked at anyone from any band, they were just the 🥺🥰😍 emojis in person, except when Olli did his creepy "place your bets if you'd survive meeting me alone" stare ajsdfkjs

So smiley!! So happy!!

Samy's little "disappearing into the crowd and re-appearing on whatever you can stand on or climb onto" magic trick, and also on the pillar right in front of us that made me worry if he'd fall down on us if he were to fall

the rowing stuff people did in Berlin ft. Joel + Niko hopping into the moshpit because why not I guess

Aleksi going smash smash smash on Tommi's drums during Alive or Only Burning is 👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼

all the cuddles!! so many stage cuddles!!

Joel's... thing? when Joonas sings? it's like he's trying to reach for something inside Joonas' jacket

Samy apparently saying what's the point of a fishnet shirt, let's just start the show shirtless straight away

and saying how great it is that they get to tour with their friends

they are all too pretty to be true and I don't understand how

we stood about halfway away from the stage in Munich and I STILL couldn't look at Olli for longer than a few seconds because of his STARE. what is the man doing??

Aleksi being his little hypeman self and smiling so beautifully when people react is so nice 🥺

Joel constantly bothering any of his bandmates somehow, love that

Samy saying there's no place for homophobia at their concerts 🥰🥰🥰

also the bi flag in Munich

the Ocean's singer having minor issues with his guitar at both concerts, but enough in Munich that he had to try to entertain the crowd for a minute or two while his bandmates were watching him like "hmmmm yeah he's got this, no need for one of us to take over while he fixes his guitar"

They are just. All SO GOOD to see live! They all have such energy and enthusiasm and you can see every single minute how happy all of them are to be there! 🥺🥰💖

Santeri in his grumpy moomins shirt smiling SO brightly at a crew guy

screaming along to Don't Fix Me has to be a temporary therapy replacement somehow. If you can't go to therapy, screaming along to Don't Fix Me and Opinions is fine (for a while).

the little pause in Autopsy and then the whole crowd screaming "I need to open up" ✨

all three bands watching each other perform from the balcony thing ✨🥰

ehehehe the way they all stand next to each other in GFTG for the Wembley kisses, and at the end for the bow 🥰🥰

I don't know which song they're covering somewhere in the middle but it's fun to listen to. Also Aleksi's electronic (?) interlude slaps 👌🏼👌🏼

Ooooh the BMTH before they started while I stood there in my BMTH shirt 😌 also Backstreet Boys, and the stupid Saints Go Marching In song, and the Linkin Park x Titanic outro. Like. Somehow those song choises are all SUCH BC energy

also singing and making us sing only a few seconds of Linkin Park. Let us sing the whole thing you cowards

I still don't know why Joel ducked when he walked across the pathway.

Also still don't know why they introduce Aleksi as Alex Mattson

love how we almost didn't find the entrance in Munich at first and then almost left the wrong way afterwards too

also interesting song choice that was on in the garden-thingy when we left (Ryan Casatta's "Daughter")

yeah this has been a Berlin x Munich mix-up concert report

#i had to stop before it got too long and rambly with random stuff i remembered inbetween #anyway if you ever get the chance to see oceans lost society or blind channel live - GO!#they are SO GOOD live even if you don't listen to their music otherwise #and they're all SUCH charismatic performers! all of them!#berlin + munich concert report #blind channel #lost society #oceans #oh i need to add them to my to listen list #mine

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mondscheinprinzessin · 2 years

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oh maybe one for Niko/Joel with ‘M so weak.” ? 🥺

warning for physical fight and a little bit of blood.

“You’re just jealous because the pants hanging in your knees isn’t impressing anyone!” Joonas yelled at the dude who had just insulted his outfit despite not having any right to say something if one took one look at his style. “And washing your shirts would do you good too but I bet you need your mummy to do that for you.”

The people around them let out some shocked noises, some laughing even which only led to the other guy getting more angry, balling his fists.

They have been through this exact scenario several times already: Going to a party, a group of assholes finding them and starting to offend them and calling them every slur they had already heard in school and wasn’t anything special to them anymore, Joonas would show his thick skin and eventually the people would lose interest and go again seeing as there was nothing to get with them.

Tonight was different.

Joel had thought being put on display like that would make them want to drop this, realizing they weren’t easy prey, but seemingly those guys weren’t just here to talk. They had no problem taking this a step further and Joel couldn’t even yell for Joonas to watch out before he saw him fall to the floor after being pushed harshly and unexpected.

He didn’t need to worry about him though when he saw Tommi marching towards them, but it also made him take his eyes off the others and suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder, turning him around and then his head snapped back as he was punched in the face, his hands coming up to protect it.

He managed to duck away under the next swing and kick him straight in the balls when the other was out of balance, but another guy was already next to him, pushing him down, and all air left him as his back collided with the floor, head bouncing on the wood and making his vision swim.

There was yelling in the background, but Joel couldn’t make out any of it, only focused on the face appearing in front of him and then he was lifted up by his shirt only to be dropped again, now a ringing in his ears joining the already immense pain in his head.

Groaning he tried to slap the other one away but laying on the floor gave him a great disadvantage with a body sitting on him. Although even without it he doubted he could get up right now, his head heavy and full of a sharp aching while the rest of his body just didn’t like to stay under his control anymore.

All of a sudden, the weight on him was gone and his lungs filled deeply with air, making him aware of his back that for sure would be covered in bruises tomorrow.

A hand was given as he was hauled up, Joel holding his head as his eyes didn’t focus on his surroundings immediately, and he breathed slowly through his nose to not aggravate his headache.

“Ah fuck.” Slipped out of him as he saw his fingers coming away red.

Right after he saw Niko hovering next to him, holding him by his shoulder, probably making sure he wasn’t tipping over.

“Joonas’ fine?” He hard himself slur, tongue noticeably bigger in his mouth than usually and the path between his mouth and brain even slower than he was used to of himself.

“Tommi has him, don’t worry. But we gotta patch you up, you’re like bleeding and- come on.”

Niko had a hand curled around his upper arm and was now slowly making his way through the house the party was at, seemingly no one else bothered by the little fight but continuing to have fun with their friends, only throwing slightly confused looks their way.

When a door closed behind them, it provided a wonderful buffer between the music and his head.

“Here, sit on the toilet lid.” Niko said and after putting him there, switched on another light, making Joel wince with the brightness. “Sorry, but I have to look at this.”

The fingers prodding at his forehead and sore temple definitely didn’t make this any more pleasant. But Joel squeezed his eyes shut and tried to stay still.

“Alright, this could sting a bit now.” Joel watched as Niko rolled down some of the toilet paper and wetting it in the sink before touching his face with it.

Joel had expected for it to hurt a lot more, but Niko was so careful that he barely felt anything apart from the throbbing in his head. Soft fingers tilted his head the way Niko needed it, and the tissue was gently brushing over his skin.

Niko had to wet another roll of paper before he was satisfied and dumped everything into the bin and then rummaging in the cabinet above the sink.

“I am so not sorry,” - Niko laughed his fairtrade laugh – “but I can only offer band aids with hearts or dinosaurs.”

Blinking his eyes open which had been closed until now, Joel took in the band aids in Niko’s hand, both options obviously for children. Well, after losing awfully fast in a fight in front of several people, a cute band aid couldn’t embarrass him much more.

“Gimme the dinos.” Joel said defeated.

Just as gentle as before Niko applied the band aid to his forehead, running a finger over it to make sure it stayed and Joel was ready to sigh, every touch feeling more intense as his body was coming down from the adrenaline high.

“’M so weak, Niko.” Joel said devastated, letting his head drop to the shoulder before him. “Can’t even defend my friends.” Who knew how much worse it had hit Joonas just because Joel couldn’t get through two guys to help his friend.

Arms came around him to pat his back. “First of all, you don’t need to defend us. Also, I’m pretty sure that one guy needs a load of ice cubs between his legs to be able to walk again, and the other one has scratches all over his arms that everyone will think he lost a fight with a cat.”

A hand cupped his head to make him look up and the smug grin on Niko’s face showed that the situation really wasn’t as bad as Joel thought it was.

Relieved and dead tired now his body sagged against Niko’s even more.

“Okay, let’s take you home. No more partying for you tonight.”

A kiss to his forehead made Joel smile and he let himself pulled up, feeling content in Niko’s arms.

#answered #prompt adventures #hmm someone dabbing the blood away from someone else #we're thinking totally normal about it

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Can I get 4 and 2 for a character of your liking? Very much like to read about someone new as well as someone known... your choice! and 16, by chance?

thanks for the asks mimi!!

so I've got this new character over on another weird niche part of tumblr, and I don't know if she'll ever make an appearance here but she's been pretty much my whole brain lately so I'm gonna answer these for her! we'll call her V here for now

as for an established character: V's backstory has a lot of elements I took from Llewellyn's, so I'll answer for him as well and see how they compare

answers under the cut for length.

4) Do they want to be taken care of? Do they enjoy physical contact or are they rather withdrawn?

V absolutely wants to be taken care of. One of the main things I borrowed from Lew for her is that her rich parents basically left her to be raised by staff, which meant most of her needs in childhood were taken care of in a detached, professional way, and in high school she kind of ended up being the momfriend herself, which was rough on her for a number of reasons. In college she discovered the joy of being Just Baby. She literally fell for the girl who took care of her through all her wild-ass college shenanigans, and that girl is a way better momfriend than she ever was.

And yeah, she almost always wants physical contact. She's touch starved as fuck.

For Lew, caretaking just kind of... never occurred to him as a thing to want. He's not against it, and he definitely needs it when he's sick, so he's perfectly happy to go along with it. It's kind of nice for him to just have someone tell him what to do sometimes, especially when he's sneezy and out of it.

Physical contact for him is... complicated? Like, I'm not sure if he's touch-neutral generally and just super touch starved when he first meets Dal, or if he deadass lives his life ping-ponging between touch-starved and touch-averse as his touch meter gets drained and fills back up. Honestly I think he's like, demi but for touch—i.e., touch-favorable with very specific people and touch-averse with everyone else. (He's bisexual and greyromantic, it really is specifically touch that he's demi about if anything)

2) What do they look like when they don't feel well? Do they dress up to cover up? Do they tend to look sick when they are?

V's more or less a t-shirt-and-jeans girl at the best of times, so when she's sick she kinda just looks marginally more disheveled. Like her hair's slightly messier than usual and it's easier to tell she's slept in her clothes, and there's a slightly higher chance she'll be in sweats or even pajama pants if she's really not feelin it. If she's actually acknowledging that she's sick she'll put on her biggest, comfiest hoodie and just kinda live in it for a few days.

With Lew, there are approximately two differences in his appearance when he has a cold. One is that his nose turns visibly pinkish-red. Like a beacon on his face. The other is that he carries a white fucking handkerchief. Like a nerd.

There are other subtle differences, like the rings under his eyes being a shade or two darker, and his lips being pretty much constantly parted because he's invariably too congested to breathe through his nose, but really, once you see the handkerchief, you already know.

16) Do you have a comfort OC? And if so why? What do you like best about them? Do you relate to them in ways?

Soooo my comfort characters tend to be other people's OCs more often than mine?? 😅 and/or characters from my VNs and shit, but truly, who are VN characters if not other people's OCs lol. So the OCs of mine that end up being comfort characters tend to be... the self-inserts that I fantasize about said other people's OCs through. Lol.

Niko and Dahlia were definitely my go-to comfort pairing for a long time. I've described Dal before as "me if I had my shit together". Her ADHD is well-managed with medication, she's in school and pursuing something that actually interests her, she knows how to drive lmao. Also she's hot as fuck and her goth aesthetic is off the tits because she has the time/money/energy to put into it. She's me in that she's overprotective to the point of being possessive, wants to kill everyone who's ever hurt her loved ones (this is legally hyperbole), is a top and kinky as hell and loves caretaking and fucks a snz. Also probably some other things but those ones come up a lot lmao.

My current comfort ship is V and someone else's character from the weird niche multiverse she exists in. V is also more or less a self insert, but I made her for a story that's more genre fiction than outright fantasy (at least compared to what I usually write, lol), and quite frankly she's a mess. Like, the poor girl might actually be more traumatized than I am. But she cares so much and she has so much love to give and augh I care her 😭😭

#oc v #oc llewellyn #oc🖤dahlia #asked and answered #this took me entirely too long #it also /is/ entirely too long #as usual #thanks for the asks mimi!!#I appreciate u 💖

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