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okaywa · 4 years

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*Saturday Nights

Oikawa x f!reader

1.5k words

Pegging, spanking, SMUT, dirty talk, hand job, cunnilingus

[Anonymous: I really love how you write nsfw request! especially with sub!oikawa one😍 Can I request too? maybe a pegging scenarios with oikawa? just make it as filthy as possible kkkkk thx before❤️]

Seeing the Grand King splayed out in front of you, begging desperately, sent a heady feeling of power roaring through your veins. He looked gorgeous like this, with his red cheeks and weeping cock.

“Tch, begging already?” You asked mockingly, running a single finger from his tip to his balls. “That didn’t take long.”

“Haah!” Oikawa hissed. “If you don’t hurry up I’ll just do it myself.”

“Oh, really?” You asked dubiously. “You think your hand will make you feel as good as I can?”

Oikawa narrowed his eyes at you in frustration, bucking his hips up so his cock brushed your palm.

“Fucking myself with a dildo really isn’t rocket science,” he snarked.

“Well, if you really believe that,” you sighed in resignation, starting to crawl off the bed. “I guess I’ll just-”

“Wait!” Oikawa’s hand grabbed your wrist.

You paused, smirking down at him. “I want it,” he huffed.

“Want what?” You asked, tilting your head with feigned ignorance.

“Your cock!” He snapped, resolve breaking. “Fuck me, Y/n. I wa- I need it.”

“I know you do, baby,” you grinned. “Is that how you ask?”

Oikawa swallowed audibly. “Please, fuck me, Y/n”

“Get yourself ready then,” you ordered, tossing the bottle of lube onto his chest. “Be thorough with it, we’re sizing up today.”

He uncapped it, liberally lathering his fingers before immediately stuffing two in his ass.

“Slow down, I don’t want this to hurt,” you grabbed his wrist.

Whining, he reluctantly listened and carefully twisted his fingers. His eyes grew wide as he worked himself open, watching you slide your legs into the straps of the dildo. You eyed him, winking before tightening the straps around your hips and kicking off your heels.

“Told you we were sizing up,” you smirked, grabbing the base of the 9 inch dildo. “Add another finger, baby.”

Quick to oblige, he added a third finger. His plump lips parted with a low moan, eyes scrunched as he twisted and scissored himself open for you. You knelt between his thighs, fixated on the fingers he pumped in and out of his body.

“You think you’re ready?”

“Fuck, yes,” Oikawa gasped.

With a single finger to the chest, you pushed him back until he was flat on his back.

“Lift your hips,” you said with a tap to his thigh.

He bridged upwards and you slid a pillow under his butt. After slicking up the dildo you wiped the excess lube from your fingers around his hole. He twitched from the cool liquid but otherwise stayed silent, completely focused on you.

You pressed the tip into him, sliding forward through the slight resistance. Oikawa sucked in a sharp breath, his head falling back with a loud groan. You stroked his hips and thighs soothingly while you slowly worked him open with shallow thrusts, edging just an inch in at a time.

A constant stream whimpers and curses poured out of Oikawa’s mouth when you thrust the last few inches, finally flush to his thighs.

“Still good?”

“Yes, just fuck me now,” he groaned, wiggling his hips.

You laughed and landed a loud slap on his ass. “What did I say about asking nicely?”

His body jolted from the sting, a surprised yelp leaving his lips.

“Please! Please fuck me!”

You slapped his ass again and didn’t give him a chance to recover before you pulled back until just the tip was inside him. A sharp thrust forward had the dildo completely sheathed inside him.

Oikawa’s hands flung out, gripping the sheets desperately.

“Y/n, oh fuck!” He exlaimed, the large dildo swiping past his prostate with each thrust.

His cock was already dribbling pre-cum on his abs and a beautiful flush quickly worked its way across his defined chest. He reached out with one hand, shakily grabbing at yours.

“Oh, aren’t you sweet,” you sighed, letting him weave your fingers together as you forcibly pounded into his ass.

You shifted forward and placed a hand on his chest so you could scoop your thrusts upwards, slamming the tip into his prostate consistently. Oikawa couldn’t hold back his loud moans, noisy enough to nearly drown out the slick sounds of your thighs hitting his.

“Hah- ah!” His long legs came up, wrapping tightly around your hips. “Oh fuck, right there-“

He broke off with a choked moan when you gripped the base of his cock tightly, abs fluttering under his tan skin as he curled forward. You caught him in a messy kiss, all clashing teeth and heavy breathing. He whined and blathered on your lips, hips rocking into your harsh thrusts that were a complete contrast to your slow pulls on his cock.

He propped himself on his elbows, head lolled back to expose his throat. You took the subtle invitation, nibbling the underside of his jaw. He whimpered noisily when you pressed closer, his cock now firmly pinned between your bodies. You left stinging love bites and wet kisses down his neck, practically basking in his soft gasps and moans.

“You always sound so pretty for me, Tooru” you hummed, kissing back up to his lips.

Oikawa groaned gutturally at the praise, returning the kiss sloppily. His cock throbbed beneath your hand and your steady thrusts against his prostate had him hurdling towards his climax. You slowly sped up your pumps on his cock, adding the swipe of your thumb across his slit each time you reached his tip.

“Ahh, I’m close,” he cried out, hips bucking into your grip. “Fuck, harder.”

“Yeah?” You nipped his bottom lips. “Cum for me, handsome.”

Oikawa nodded desperately, clinging to your shoulders while you pounded into him. Each of your thrusts pushed his cock through your tight fist. Babbling breathlessly and mindlessly, Oikawa was too overwhelmed to even form coherent sentences.

He gave a final full body shudder, thighs clamping around you waist as he came over your fist, mouth opened in a silent moan. His blunt nails dragged down your back while you worked him through his orgasm with slow rolls of your hips.

“Stop, stop,” he pleaded weakly, twitching from the overstimulation.

You sat back, carefully pulling out of him. Examining the cum on your fingers, you shrugged lightly before licking it off. Oikawa groaned throatily as he watched through heavily lidded eyes.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he rasped, squeezing your hips with his calves.

Smirking, you wiped the rest on the sheets before kicking off the strap-on somewhere onto the floor. You then crawled up to his head, petting his hair away from his forehead gently.

“You did so good, despite the smart mouth of yours.”

Oikawa laughed, nuzzling into your palm when you cupped his cheek.

“You like my smart mouth, gives you a reason to spank me.”

“Tch, maybe,” you grumbled affectionately. “Are you too tired to help me out? Or should I go get my vibrator.”

Oikawa’s eyes shot open and he smiled deviously. Patting his shoulders invitingly, he raised his eyebrows.

“Take a seat, sugar,” he said sweetly. “You got to taste me and it’s only fair to return the favor.”

Chuckling at his antics, you swung a thigh over his head and hovered over him. His eyes darkened as he took in your glistening folds, tongue gliding over his lips hungrily. Grabbing the headboard for balance, you carefully lowered yourself onto his eagerly awaiting tongue.

Oikawa didn’t waste a moment, quickly delving into your cunt. His large hands gripped your thighs roughly, pulling you closer against his mouth as he started eating you out like a man starved.

“Ohhh, f-fuck, Tooru,” you let your head fall back.

Your hips rocked lazily against his mouth, happy to let him do most of the work. You reached down and knotted one hand in his soft hair, enjoying the way his eyelids fluttered.

He focused on slowly fucking you with his tongue, occasionally curling it just right so your hips would grind down uncontrollably. His nose tickled your clit as he worked his tongue in and out of you with obscenely wet slurps and moans. It wasn’t long before your thighs were shaking around his shoulders, crying out as you rutted against his tongue. He lapped at your folds with a flat tongue as you rode through the aftershocks of your orgasm. He didn’t let up until you were trembling and pushing his face away.

After carefully dismounting his face, you flopped across the bed next to him. Oikawa was panting softly, one hand on his stomach as he caught his breath. His other reached out to tangle with your fingers, giving an affectionate squeeze. You laughed breathlessly, squeezing back.

“Holy shit, Tooru,” you giggled, high off your orgasm. “Your tongue.”

Oikawa smiled smugly, wiggling his eyebrows. “Mm, yeah? You like?”

“Yes, but don’t act so full of yourself,” you mumbled. “Cocky little shit.”

Oikawa laughed and slowly sat up, rolling over to lay on top of you. He grinned down at you before kissing your nose tenderly.

“Bath time?”

“Bath time,” you agreed.

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taylorswiftstylequestions · 3 years

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what are your thoughts on collaborations between brands and artists, like Emma Stone with Louis Vuitton, Jennifer Lawrence with Dior, Kristen Stewart and Channel? would you like Taylor to be a (insert brand name here) girl? kkkkk if so which brand do you think would suit her best?

also, do you know if Olivia Rodrigo is a YSL girl now?

There's a need to clarify here that what you've listed are not collaborations, but ambassadorships.

In a celebrity ambassadorship, certain celebrities are picked to be 'faces' of a brand and to be a featured model in certain campaigns. There's no clear cut rules but typically a brand ambassador would wear the brand for a certain % of public appearances during their contract with them in addition to appearing in the brand's print/press/social campaign ads. It's a way for the celeb to make money (as it's a paid/sponsored contract) and for the brand to guarantee/buy promotion or advertising space on a well-known celebrity of the day and elevate their visibility to that celeb's fanbase.

This would differ from a "collaboration" which I would use as a term more to describe an in-depth partnership where the celebrity has buy-in to create an exclusive, limited, co-branded capsule of clothes with the brand that the celebrity then puts their name on (and makes a % of profit from the sales of). Taylor and Stella McCartney, Karlie Kloss and Adidas x Stella McCartney are some examples of this.

To that, I think since at least 2013 TSS has discussed the topic of Taylor officially being a celebrity ambassador for a high-end fashion house and how exciting that prospect would be. But alongside that, it's also been noted that fashion at that level has never been a priority for Taylor. Her official partnerships are chosen with some level of accessibility in mind for her fans. Her collection with Stella was essentially designer merchandise. Her other co-branded 'ambassador' role was with Keds - an affordable sneaker brand. Her most long-standing contract to provide exclusive content to is Target - the incredibly affordable retail corporation.

Would Taylor appearing in Dior or Chloé or Elie Saab ads be unbelievably amazing and fucking cool? Absolutely. But I don't think it's likely.

I've always said that should Taylor do something more serious in the fashion realm it would be with a high-street brand that is a bit more expensive than, say, Forever 21 but was not a couture brand. Like at this point would a Reformation collaboration with Taylor-approved prints and cuts on dresses and crop top sets in the price range of $150-300 make perfect sense for her brand and fanbase? 100000000000%

Lastly, there is currently no confirmation of official business ties between Olivia and YSL.

#opinion

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khunsimp · 3 years

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Thank you so much for answering my ask, khunsimp.....🌻

I just realized in your blog that there are also quite a lot about danmei....

If you don't mind me asking, can I ask your top 5 favorite couples from all of the danmei novels that you've finished reading (or watched the adaptations)? And why do you like them? (It can be canon couples or non-canon couples....)

Again, sorry if you've answered this ask before....Thank you 😊

Ahh! That is easy! i hardly ship anything that is not canon. I'm ,normally, not a shipper, but there are certain specific couples that I'm in love with!

-Wangxian( lan zhan and wei wuxian) from mo dao zu shi!!!

(You know, normally, at least one of the characters in a danmei is overtly possessive/seems to care about nothing more/anyone besides the love of his life. I don't think this is necessarily bad to read! but, is this so unrealistic for a human being that it's harder for me for a couple like that to become one of my favorites? I think, maybe, because a character looks more complex/like a real person if he is not like that? Wangxian was able to demonstrate unconditional love, and a certain possessiveness of one of them in a more "passive" and normal way (where he feels this, but demonstrates it in a way more healthy, repressed and controlled way. And, the protectiveness is also fully explained, so the "exaggerated" is not exaggerated!. But as I said in the other question, I don't like something for really logical reasons. I just love wangxian, and that's it kkkkk. They are one of the best love story for me;

-Wenzhou( Wen ke xing and zhou zishu) from word of honor/faraway wanderers ( Just love them. Especially in the novel, they are grey moral characters, and I really like characters like that. So, a couple of two people like that? it's perfect kkkkkkkkk. Love wen ke xing personality, he is one of my favorite danmej characters. I love how they think alike and without shame and at the same time behave differently. Anyway, I can't give a better explanation than that, I just love them);

-Cezhou( Shen zechuan and Xiao chiye) from Qiang jin jiu. (I didnt finish it yet, but sorry, i cant do a list like that without them? Especially since this is, maybe, the most complex and well written danmei that i ever read? Also, they are the BEST enemies to lovers. And they relationship is perfect developed. The tension, the passion, and after the unconditional love... Its perfect!!!!!! );

<These 3 👆 are my true favorites, for real>.

- Moshang from self saving system. ( I dont really know why I like them, I just was "catch"by it, you know? Also, they are a secundary pair. I dont like the main pair together in this novel);

- Hualian from Heavens official blessing ( Remember when I said that a couple with someone who just care about his lover normally dont is my type? Well, they are the exception. As I said, my "like" for something isnt really logical).

Well, that is it!

#mo dao zushi #wangxian #word of honor #faraway wanderers #the untamed #cezhou #qiang jiu jiu #shen zechuan #xiao chiye #shen lanzhou #xiao ce'an #wenzhou #moshang #svsss #hualian #heavens official blessing

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industryhearts · 3 years

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People around here are just like swifties and antis. They're so angry with KK, for expectations they themselves created that they're oozing hatred as much as those they criticized, but now they're all the same.

And that's blinding them to their own mistakes. See this published Karlie sighting in Aspen last week, Deux herself explained it. And now the people are saying they're making mistakes in their stunt. Kkkkk. People should follow the very advice they love to give to the antis when they come to our fandom and talk shit, and stop following and posting and talking about kaylor, especially about Karlie, 'the one responsible for all of Taylor's problems, the one who introduced SB/JK to Taylor, the one who forced Taylor to stay in the closet, the one who made Jared fuck our country'. 😒 Can anyone explain to me how a broke guy can pay one of the top 5 models in the world for, how do they say? Oh! Clear the bankrupt him family name. Lmao. Karlie must really be a saint, dirtying her image to gain nothing him, the broke guy. This is already shameful!

Thank you for being a respectable and cool blog around here. 🙎🏻‍♂️✌🏼

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reeesea · 4 years

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Something Sweet: Part Seven

~sweet home~

one ~ two ~ three ~ four ~ five ~ six ~ seven ~ eight ~ nine

pairing: minsung, han jisung/lee minho

warning: mild language

words: 4.7k

summary: Home is where your bros at right? right.

a/n: I actually like this chapter, shocker. i hope you enjoy

ao3

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Minho stared at the video file sitting on his computer, on the familiar application site that had been haunting his mind for the past couple years. The debate he found himself in with himself on whether or not to submit another application, had become his default subject of thought for much of the past few weeks. All building up to right now. Something had tipped the scale though. Something that reminded him if he didn't submit an entry this year, that he might as well have given up on his one dream. His one goal. The only thing that had been keeping him motivated through university. So once again he found himself rationalizing, and knew that if anything he had to try, at least just one last time.

Upload complete, Thank you for your entry!

Minho sighed loudly. He had sent it in. The first part of the application. It was just a basic dance routine supplied by the academy. He had practice and recorded it all within one sitting. Having been a part of a dance crew for much of the past year had allowed him to quickly pick up choreography and perfect it. The other reason being that he wanted more than anything to get the overbearing presence of the audition tape out of his head space as soon as possible. A heavy sigh left his lips as he laid back down on the studio floor, not too long after a ping of his phone revived just enough for him to check his messages.

[Rich Boy Han Jisung]

2:50 pm

Minho-hyung!

I hope your day has been going well~

Sadly, no updates on when ill be free :/

They’re working us hard for the debut

It’s alright Ji, work hard!

You better be taking care of yourself tho...

4:03 pm (new)

Have you heard this song? Made me think of you :)

{link attached}

I hope you like it!!!!

Oh, no i havent

I’ll give it a listen ^-^

As of late it wasn’t uncommon for Jisung to send the older songs he thought he would like. Always saying some cheesy line that was so blatantly sweet it made Minho flustered everytime. This time of course was no exception.

Ping.

HYUNG THAT EMOJI

Asjdnjsfma

I knew I was rubbin goffon you

Kkkkk

Dont get too ahead of yourself

atleast I can still type coherent sentences

~goffon~

Boo :p

Why Jisung was so persistent about sending him songs was lost on the older, but it was a sweet reminder that someone was thinking about him. It had been a while since Minho had even imagined that someone took a few minutes of their day to actually consider how he was doing. It didn't quite make sense to him that suddenly out of nowhere, there was his boy, man, person, who purposefully took the time to dedicate brain cells to his existence. Wild.

Minho hurriedly clicked the link to the song that Jisung had sent. It was an upbeat song, with a strong but subtle strumming of a guitar to keep the song’s pace just quick enough to be comfortable. “There's no one else that could ever hold me like you do.” The lyrics were in the realm of positive longing and companionship, but the dips into minor chords and tone of the singer created a mood of desperation. More than anything, the song brought forth a story to Minho. One that he could see with his eyes close and feel his body wanting to move to.

A smile stretched across his face, as he rose from his spot on the floor, dusting off the dull ache and pressure in his shoulders from having just finished a routine not even 10 minutes ago.

“But I know that I'd be crazy, Not to wanna be the one to keep you up all night”

Woah there Jisung, at least take me out to dinner first. He made a mental note to tease the younger later about his “Made me think of you :)” line later. Already stretching and drawing a plan in his head, Minho took his phone and saved the song, pressing the repeat button twice, to allow the guitar chords and chorus harmonies to carry on endlessly. A smirk stretched into an excited smile. Not wanting to jinx himself, a shy “finally” was whispered in the back of Minho’s mind at the surge of inspiration, but not spoken aloud just yet.

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Flashing lights, heavy makeup, hot clothing, and too much fog from the smoke machine is all Jisung had thought about for the last couple hours. 3RAHCHA was in their last photo shoot for their debut. The concept photos would be released later through the week, slowly revealing the three members and their group as officially signed with JJP ent.

The multicolor lights had been running through his vision for so long that as soon as he walked into their Green Room, he had almost forgotten what color everything actually was. Looking in the mirror he saw the blonde highlighted streaks in his hair had settled nicely, slightly slicked back. The stylist had surely done their jobs well. Painting the three rappers up to look less like the nightcrawlers they were, and into something that leather and fishnet clad superstars might look like was definitely a challenge. Jisung had his makeup done just enough to give his eyes a smoky look to them, and grey contacts to emphasize his gaze. The ensemble he had on looked like something that had come straight from a catwalk. Fishnets crawling up his arms from his gloved hands and an asymmetrical shit he for sure would not have been able to put on without the help of his stylist-noona. All that plus some leather pants and combat boots, he definitely looked more like his persona J.One than the notorious hoodie clad couch potato named Jisung he usually found himself as.

Having just finished his own solo shoot, he signaled Changbin to head on to the set as he returned. The older nodded from his chair in front of the makeup station, as the artist finished the final touches to his eyeliner. Jisung watched as the shorter rapper walked out to the set in a white puffer jacket that he somehow pulled off, even with the bright red pants he wore. A part of Jisung was thankful his stylist hadn’t taken that many liberties with his outfit, but the makeup and outfit Changbin wore really only emphasized his intimidating stare and the wideness of his shoulders. It was undeniable that their concept photos would come out well.

Chan, who was seated on a couch, eating some of the provided sandwiches, was already hunched over his computer and mixing equipment again, airpods in. Probably working on tracks for their third comeback knowing him. Not wanting to jump right back into work Jisung snagged a few snacks from the buffet and found a chair he could lay on. Listening to music that wasn't work had become a rarity for Jisung in the years he had been with 3RACHA. Of course he always tried to stay on top of the recent pop and hip hop trends, but straying any farther than his trusty morning and workout playlists was more than unlikely.

Lately though, Jisung found himself looking through a lot of random indie, alternative, “western” pop, and especially dance music. The versatility of the genres was comforting to Jisung in the rather turbulent state his emotions and mental state have been in, as the debut approached. Also Minho. Meeting Minho definitely had introduced a whole new set of feelings Jisung was still working on navigating. As he listened to the different songs that populated this radio, he told himself he was just looking for some inspiration for his lyrics and 3RACHA’s new music, but even he knew that was mostly a lie.

Ever since that night at the bar with Minho he found himself always considering the older and what he would think of a song or how he would dance to it, or if he would even like it. After pointing out that he liked a particularly upbeat pop song with melancholic lyrics, during their impromptu karaoke session, Jisung had been delvinging into all related categories to find songs he thought the older might enjoy. He wanted more than anything to inspire his older companion? Partner? (that was a later Jisung question.) but he wanted to repay the man who had allowed him to get out of his creative slump. That night, as soon as the youngest rapper had returned to the 3RACHA “house” he felt the start of at least 5 separate tracks and choruses appear in his brain. His two hyungs jumped into action along with him as Jisung desperately tried to write and record everything that was jumping out of his brain at once.

Jisung remembered Chan’s smile and encouraging words as he fitted a few of his new verses to songs they had previously put on the shelf. After finding a particularly emotional but upbeat song he immediately wanted to send it to Minho. He always got hung up on what to say with the link. Other than the thought vomit that occurred every time he chooses to send him a potentially good song: “Found this song? U Like???” No Jisung, what are you five?? “I think you will enjoy this song. Please give it a listen? :0” No that just sounds desperate.

“You doing alright there Ji, I can hear you sighing through my earbuds?” Chan peeked out from under his styled bangs with a raised eyebrow, sending Jisung into a red embarrassed mess that he had been caught. He hoped his layers of foundation would cover it up.

“Yeah fine fine, don't worry. I’m FINE.” Attempting to hide Jisung curled up tighter into his arm chair. Just be casual Jisung it's a song not a marriage proposal dear god. “Have you heard this song? Made me think of you :)” Good, yes fine. Send.

Minho responded immediately and cutely with an emoji that made his heart jump a little. Minho would respond always with a variation of a “Thanks! I’ll go listen”, but Jisung had yet to receive any confirmation that the older actually enjoyed the links he sent, much less had found some inspiration in them. At this point the only thing he could do was hope. He wanted nothing more than Minho to be smiling because of him.

Officially exhausted, it wasn’t until late when the 3RACHA boys had finally made it back to their apartment. The day Jisung had, had been anything but short. Almost collapsing immediately on the couch. Sana notified them that she had already ordered food to be delivered for dinner and that they should go to bed as soon as they had finished eating. Chan looked like he was about to pass out on the couch before the food even arrived, which was more than likely at this point. After their shoot they were immediately sent to a few other meetings laying out their marketing and schedule plans for the upcoming weeks. Although glad they were able to part with their artistic and career decisions with their company, it did add a lot of work and responsibilities to the trio.

Jisung’s phone had died somewhere after meeting 3 of 5 and he had submitted to having to carry the lifeless brick with him anyway. Not ideal for his wandering mind and anxiety that comes with a few too many stressful meetings. Once finally arriving home he went and plugged his phone in at the charger on the kitchen counter. Lighting up with notification buzzes as it rebooted back to life.

[ 5 new messages from Lee Minho hyungie]

Immediately cursing himself internally for not bringing his charger with him, he opened his messages from Minho ignoring all others.

[Lee Minho hyungie]

5:45 pm

Hey Jisungie, just finished up practice!

Actually may or may not have danced to the song u sent…

Maybe I’ll show you some day hehehehehehehehe ;)

7:21 pm

Han Jisung, did you forget your charger again >:/

Well I’m off to my late shift, I hope you have a good night~

Jisung always found himself smiling at Minho’s before work texts. They were always so cute. Either some sort of sweet well wishing or some other Minho-esque goodbye, along the lines of “don’t die mysteriously while i'm gone ;p” or “Have a good night, try not to miss my WONDERFUL company too much <3”. (The hearts always made Jisung grin hard, even if they were sarcastic)

This night though, Jisung found him almost jumping in victory at Minho’s text.

[Lee Minho hyungie]

12:35 am

YOU DANCED TO THE SONG

Really?!?!?!

What did you like about it?

When can I see????

You better not leave me on read after work!

Jisung tried to imagine what kind of dance Minho would do to the track he sent,and suddenly found himself flush at the thought of watching the other dance. Somehow, watching Minho dance, felt more intimate than any other situation that they’ve shared. Thankfully Minho seemed to want to hold off, so at least of the time being Jisung’s heart was safe. The exhaustion and stress from the day faded ever so slightly as soon as he thought of Minho with coordinating blush to match.

Jisung you lovestruck fool.

“Jisung! Food’s here!!! If you don't hurry Chan’ll eat your portion again.”

“HEY! It was one time.” Laughter filled the apartment gently as they all respectively fought gravity to get up and make their way to collect the food from the delivery man.

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Minho tore up the stairs and through their apartment door as quickly as he could without spilling the carry out food he had in his arms. The clock was ticking a little past midnight and fear set in that the older would miss their planned celebrations.

Bursting through the door, “Did I beat him?!” The oldest was frazzled from rushing in order to beat their third roommate home from work.

“Barely! I was afraid you wouldn’t make it, with having to bring the carry out.” Hyunjin’s sigh of relief was visible throughout the boy's now relaxed body. He had spent the last ten minutes hoping that they would still be able to pull off their surprise party for the youngest. Pacing around and failing to come up with any backup plans if Minho had been later than Felix. Thankfully for them both, Minho had a way of always being on time.

“Hey all that matters is I made it. Is everything else ready?” Looking around Minho could see that Hyunjin’s bed was transitioned back into the couch setting and that the floors had been tidied up. A couple stray balloons littered the floor as well as a home made “happy birthday felix” sign hung from their living room screen divider.

“Yep, I've just been waiting anxiously for you to get home for the past half hour.”

The door handle of their apartment began to jiggle, signaling the two boys to spring into action. Minho setting down the carry out, and Hyunjin frantically lights candles on the small cake on the coffee table. The door swung open, revealing a disheveled after-work Felix wandering through the door. As soon as the boy turned toward their living room, he was accosted with shouts and the flailing limbs of his hyungs.

“Surprise!!!” “Happy Birthday!!!”

Felix’s smile erased any of the signs of exhaustion off his face immediately as soon as he spotted his hyungs excited expressions. The cake, the streamers, the balloons, and sign all sparked some joyful tearing of his eyes as he set down his things and made his way to the small cake with a few random lit candles on top. The clock had crossed over into the next day as Felix had made his way home, that he had almost forgotten that it was now technically the early morning hours of his birthday. Coming home to joyful cheers instead of their usual exhausted silence had given him a certain happiness that he hadn’t realized he was missing.

For all of three of the roommates this was their first time having a celebration in their small home together. By now the sense of home was undeniable and without realizing it all of them had begun to consider each other and their shared 3 room apartment, home.

The disjointed singing of happy birthday followed by the laughter and conversation surrounded their coffee table as the three enjoyed their small carryout feast and cake. The warmth that their company gave each other lasted well into the night.

“Hyung! It's my birthday, stop eating all the cake!!!”

“I have no idea what youre talking about Lixie.” Minho says while actively taking another bite of their 2 person sized cake.

“Hyung!” The laughter of the oldest filled the room followed by the other two’s not too long after.

“Happy Birthday Lixie~” The smile hadn’t left the freckled boys faces since he had sat down, and remained as he pulled his two roommates into a forceful hug. It was his birthday so the boys both submitted to the clingy nature of their third roommate, as always.

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It was late into the early morning by the time Minho had checked his phone.

[ 5 new messages from Rich Boy Han Jisung]

A soft pang of guilt hits his chest after reading the younger’s texts and realizing that he did in fact leave the other on read for the better part of the last two hours.

2:43 am

I’m so sorry Sungie!

We were celebrating Felix’s birthday, and I didnt check my phone….

Look at the cute cake we got him!

{photo attached}

Minho sent the selfie of the three of them with Felix’s cake, if anything just to lessen the guilt in his chest. Hoping that the cuteness of Felix’s smile would be enough to forgive him for low key ghosting him for a few hours. Minho knows that on the days Jisung has the most schedules are the hardest for him mentally, and he always tries his best to be there for him and send him a message or two to lessen the load on those nights. The fact that he hadn’t been there tonight filled him with some worry. A part of him hoped that the younger would’ve been asleep by now but their late night track record did not exactly support that.

---

Jisung had been lying painfully awake in his bed for an hour when he heard the buzz of his phone. Slightly upset with his body for not giving into the exhaustion he had gathered from the day, and just letting him sleep, he turned to the side table to check the messages. Awake fully ,but only mentally half conscious, he read through his messages:

Minho. Oh, yay, it's Minho.

Felix’s Birthday. Oh right he had mentioned that coming up.

Cute cake. Aw that cake is really cute… wait.

Birthday.

I have one of those, around this time to-

I missed my birthday. I forgot my birthday. Everyone forgot.

The cute picture Minho had sent was so filled with happiness that Jisung almost let the pain slide and pass the moment by. But something just didn't feel right in letting himself forget his own birthday. The fact that the others hadn’t remembered didn’t bother him too much. Chan, Changbin, they were all busy with schedules and he can't blame them. Especially since he, himself had forgotten. No birthday text from his family either. Unsurprising though since he rarely got in contact with them since moving to Korea in high school. He forgot though.

He wasn’t quite sure why this was bothering him so much. Some people don't even celebrate their birthday, or remember how old they are, but Jisung had always prided himself on never letting his work take over entirely who he was. To exhausted-Jisung, he couldn’t help but feel like this was one step toward losing the grip on who he was, and that was in itself, terrifying.

The coldness of his bed and the dark expanse of his room seemed to only perpetuate the way Jisung felt. Floating, alone, lost. His insecurity was starting to come into focus, and no wonder it had been keeping him up. He had been spiraling for days probably, without even knowing it. The buzz of his phone lit up his face, snapping him out of his own thoughts for a moment.

[Lee Minho hyungie]

2:50 pm

You okay Jisung?

I hope I didn't wake you

Jisung noticed that the app had revealed that he had read the messages and was indeed awake. Unfortunately, exhausted-and--spirling-Jisung was the only one present enough to send a response. Hopefully Minho wouldn’t mind him too much.

You didn’t wake me, was already up :/

It looks really fun hyung

I just realized something too

My birthday was yesterday

I forgot it

Jisung found himself fighting the watering of his eyes as he sent those messages. Why was he crying? He just forgot, he was busy. It was okay. Right? The tears seemed to only cloud his vision more, blocking him from reading the messages from Minho that were buzzing and populating the screen. Not bothering to wipe his eyes, he let them blurr.

Wh- do you- mea- ???

Jis--ng ar- y-- ok--?

I-- sorry i- di-nt -----

---- wa-t --- ca-l?

--sung?

A few moments passed, without him realizing it, as his phone buzzed some more, screen changing to the incoming call screen. Sucking up his tears and drying his damp screen, it took a few tries before answering the call.

---

“Jisung!?” Jisung nearly flinched, just nearly.

“Hi hyung, How was work?” hoping to cover up his tears by changing the subject. Jisung thought it was a pretty good attempt.

“How wa- what, no. Jisung are you okay?” There it was again. The undeniable worry in Minho’s voice. Ow.

“Yeah I’m okay.” Despite Jisung’s efforts it was obvious to Minho that the other had in fact been crying. Not wanting to push the younger though, he allowed him to change the subject

“.... okay, I just want to check in on you. I worry you know, Sung!”

“About me? that's silly hyung.” The distance in his tone replaced Jisung’s usual brightness, and it hurt Minho to hear it.

“I don't think so. How am I to know what my favorite customer is up to? You may be a soon to be rap star but that doesn’t keep you from ignoring your hyung.” Even though Jisung giggled at that, the irony of the statement wasn’t lost on Minho. A wave of guilt washed over his chest as soon as he said it.

“I am sorry though. For not answering sooner and everything.”

And for reminding you of your birthday, and making you cry, and not being there to make you smile.

“No don’t be sorry! That’ll only make me feel worse for bothering you… I think the exhaustion was just making me delirious, I haven't been sleeping well these past few nights.” Minho had to fight his initial protective instincts that told him to scold the younger for not taking care of himself, because a part of him knew that the younger was certainly trying his best to do so.

“Well if you can’t sleep ever, just call me okay? I’m usually up from my shifts anyway. Plus if I'm not up surely one of my roommates is. Felix will probably never let go of you once he finds your birthday brothers." Hearing Minho's laugh lightened the tight pressure that Jisung hadn't realized had been settled in his chest.

"Okay hyung, i'd like that I think."

"You better. My time rarely comes free, and this is a limited time offer." Jisung’s laugh is a little bit more enthusiastic this time.

“Of course hyung.” A silence came over them for a moment. Not an awkward one, more of a point of realization and relief. Like the feeling after having a good cry, in Jisung’s case.

“Happy belated birthday Jisung.”

“Thanks hyung… Did you have a fun time with Felix?”

“Yeah! It was actually a lot of fun. Just some carry out and cake after work, but it was good to relax with them. We don't always have free time together, and haven’t had the chance to celebrate anything until now. Hyunnie luckily found a cake on sale at the mart today, sparking this whole thing.”

Minho remembered the frantic call from the younger as he delved into his plans for giving Felix the “perfect surprise birthday celebration” because he had “found the perfect cake to match Felix’s cuteness.” It was on sale. Also because “Come on Min-hyung Felix would absolutely do the same for us.” Explaining the situation to Jisung really did solidify the fact that Minho knew Felix, would in fact, plan some adorable birthday celebration for the older two if given the opportunity.

“What would you guys have done if he hadn't found the cake?”

“I’m not sure maybe it would’ve just been a carry-out celebration.”

“Still sounds really nice hyungie. You and your roommates seem so close.”

“I suppose shared rent does that to people.” Minho laughed it off but he had begun to cherish the brotherly bond that had grown between his roommates.

Not having ever considered it before, the fact that the roommates were only able to buy a cake because it happened to be on sale, revealed to Jisung that their financial situations may have been farther apart than he realized. Money had never been a barrier that Jisung had to face, always having family (or honestly Changbin) help pay for his living and pursuit of his dreams. Sure he’s had part time jobs in the past but he never found himself worrying about not making enough each month. Not going to university definitely was a large factor in maintaining his “affordable” lifestyle.

“It's nice you do things for each other. I can't remember the last time my hyungs and I have done something together that didn't have to do with our music.” Jisung started to feel some sort of jealousy at the closeness that Minho and his roommate had found in each other. Financial guilt and emotional jealousy are a strange combination for a half conscious Jisung to say the least.

“Are those fools not taking care of my Sung properly? Illegal, tell them to call me I have to yell at them too. They better not be working you too hard.”

‘My Sung’ Jisung almost choked. Almost.

“Nonono Hyung! They take care of me fine, we're all just exhausted with work.”

“Hmmmm okay they get a pass this time, but please relay my threat.”

“Okay okay I will.”

“You should probably get some rest soon. You're busy tomorrow right?”

Jisung yawned in response, which was enough convincing for Minho that he needed to rest.

“Okay looks like it's sleepy time for hardworking Jisung~”

“Wait hyung!” Jisung wasn’t quite ready to sleep yet, even though his body was actively fighting him.

“Yes belated birthday boy?”

“Thank you for not letting me be a sad gremlin all night. It would've been nice to have spent my birthday with you, but you still made me feel better.”

The musings of sleepy Jisung were just about enough to let the fondness burst from Minho’s chest. As much as he continues to hide it, the fondness still seeps into his voice, “Of course, Jisung we always have next year.” A promise he wasn’t sure he could keep but Jisung always made him want to try new things.

“Next year?” The sleepiness had definitely taken over, making his voice much softer than his usual bright edge.

“Yes next year... Goodnight Sungie, call me back if you can't sleep okay.”

“Mmkay, G’night hyungie.” Already half asleep by the time he hung up, Minho was glad that the younger was finally able to rest. Glancing at his roommates huddled together on the couch already drifting off, Minho accepted that it was his turn to finally rest knowing that all his younger companions were all safely sleeping. Hyung instincts he supposes.

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one ~ two ~ three ~ four ~ five ~ six ~ seven ~ eight ~ nine

#skz au #skz fic #stray kids au #stray kids fic #lee minho #han jisung #minsung #leeknow #skz lee know #skz han #stray kids #lee felix #hwang hyunjin

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otomelavenderhaze · 3 years

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Hello :D you already did headcanons for May and Rayan on Christmas, but what about when they have the girls? maybe their first xmas when they're both here, or the first one with the oldest (i forgot their names I'M SORRY ;--; )? Also, when are their birthdays??

Hello, cutie!! Ah, I thought about doing it after that ask, but I thought that maybe ppl wouldn’t like to read them with Lilly and Daisy in the picture (it’s okay, I’m the worst with names too!!)

I’m not very good at picking birthday dates, Neshaa is the one from all my ocs with a birth date and it’s the same as mine kkkkk so I know roughly when the girls had born, but at the same time I keep changing my mind about it. When I pick a date, I will let y’all know, if I ever. Don’t worry.

I have some hcs that I can shyly share >///<.

Christmas Headcanons RayanxMay (with their two daughters, Lilly and Daisy). 🎄🎁❄️

- Lilly’s first Christmas that she remembers, with 4 years old, is marked for the Christmas day morning and it was snowing outside, she got so excited there was no present to hold her attention, Rayan and May had to put clothes over their pajamas and wrap her up in warm clothes so they could take her outside and play with the snow.

She saw snow before, but in that year, in special, she had watched movies that made her in love with the idea of playing in the snow on Christmas and really wanted the whole scene she has to write inside of her head after exposed to that idea, it’s her first memory that she remembers clearly about playing in the snow with her parents;

- Christmas breakfast is actually better than the supper, it’s when Dad!Rayan makes the fluffiest pancakes, with fruits on top and honey that Lilly is not allowed to eat very often! And when Mom!May prepares a hot chocolate with whipped cream and colored confectionery, with cinnamon, that no kid should like, but somehow Lilly loves;

- Buying presents in the Zaidi’s household became complex, because Rayan takes Lilly with him to buy presents for May AND May takes Lilly to buy presents for Rayan, so Lilly is the one that holds the information, sadly, she isn’t able to hide anything from her parents, so she always spills the beans before the time every year! She will improve on that, but in the first years, there was no surprise besides Lilly’s own present that mom and dad brought without her!

Rayan and May hold a bet every year, trying to predict how long Lilly can keep that present’s secret. May wins more often than Rayan.

- Lilly, around 4/5 years old, found out that she would get a little sister or a little brother and she claimed, in a very collected matter, that it wasn’t the present she asked for but since she did like the idea of having someone to play with, she’s happy;

- When the girls gets older, there’s going to be very few differences from the traditions Rayan and May created for Lilly, maybe just more noise and two little kids running in the Christmas morning to attack them in bed with their new toys in hand and waking them up;

- However, while Lilly will still be eating her fluffy pancakes, Daisy at some point will start demand the special Christmas's icecream that Mum!May put together for breakfast on such a special occasion, that tradition will live on even when the girls grow to be adults.

Besides anything else, would be exacly what I said before in the other headcanons, but including the kids, such as movie nights, dancing in the living room, decorating the three and cooking!!

I didn’t want to do something too big and exhaustive to read, so I hope you find it enough!! Thank you so much for the ask and the curiosity!

#personal #ask #May

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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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Mano eu amo vc kkklkklk só entro aqui pelo meu amado Royai , Todomomo e por Vc , amo headcannons do Chisaki com enfermeiras 😏 queria ele com uma no tartarus , e ele dando chilique pq só quer ser atendido por ela kkkkk ( se não for abusar ) bjs

"Man I love you kkklkklk I only come here for my beloved Royai, Todomomo and for you, I love Chisaki's headcannons with nurses 😏 I wanted him with one at the tartarus, and he giving a tantrum because he just wants to be attended to by her kkkkk (if not to abuse) kisses"

"MISS (L/N)!" a young male nurse had just barged into the room you were currently on, and the poor thing seemed both devasted and like he was attacked by something.

"Woah there kiddo calm down!" You exclaimed while getting up, holding the poor young worker's shoulder as he breathed in and out desperately, somehow finding comfort in you again. "What's wrong? Did you went to All for One's cell and he sayed bullshit and then you fell down the stairs?" You giggled while the poor young man growled.

Being a worker on the the most famous villains prison always did indeed messes up with your mind... Tartarus had the most dangerous and cruelest villains ever that Japan had, and clearly sometimes ghey did messed up with tbe workers minds... or at least try it to.

"N-no... please just go talk with the guard outside. I can't deal with this anymore. I don't get ONE STEP closer to that man's cell!" He exclaimed while abruptly getting a cup of coffee on the machine.

You blinked at that and hesitantly walked out of the rest room to be met with one guard and your superior.

"Good morning gentlemans. What's gotten into him?" The guard huffed a puff of irritated air as he pointed with his chin at one direction while your superior sighed in desperation.

"The same thing that happened with the other four nurses that covered your shift on that man's cell (Y/n)... no one can enter that place besides you, is a fact by now." You tilted your head in confusion before the guard manifested.

"That bastard Chisaki, miss (y/n). Even without his arms the son of a bitch can still kick anyone's ass who dares to take one step inside his cell.... except you apparently. "

You really had to hold back your laughter at that one.

Overhaul, Chisaki Kai. He was the new prisoner that had just got in Tartarus one year by now... you were the first; your coworkers sayed 'poor soul'; one to get inside and talk face to face with the villain as you explained to him.

His eyes were so empty and yet so full of terror... only nodding and shooking his head numbly, not even dating to meet your eyes... but even despite that he was still a very arrogant and stubborn man, not letting you touch him by any means for the first few visits you made.

You were patient though... making small conversations, slowly getting why he was here exactly... hearing him talk instead of hearing humors or reading his profile.

After some weeks he allowed you to touch him with gloves; you threatened to his wounds and let him vent... you knew he needed that more than anything by that moment, and you were more than glad to hear that beautiful voice...

After you hearf what exactly took his arms away you were shocked, disgusted and sad... surprising the man in so many levels.

After months of talkating, threating and knowing each other, he was slightly infatuated by you, and the moment you explained to him you were quirkless was just the cherry on top for Chisaki to threat you completely different than his forst meeting with you.

He wouldn't at least complain THAT MUCH when you feeded him at least... both arms losted made the simplest activities seem like it was impossible.

Although there was this one time you couldn't come and sended one friend of yours instead while you took care of a newbie on the prison..

Poor woman came back traumatized and asked to leave her job the next day.

Then another time when you were sick, knewing about Chisaki's mysophobia you asked gently another coworker to go in there instead of you.

The man came back with a beaten up face and in the end the nurse needed to be treated...

This happened at least four times by now... and always ended on the same thing.

"(Y/N), not even us can enter his cell. He knocked out at least five or six guards of ours..." the man exhale desperate.

"And had the nerve of demanding your presence and leaving me with a damn scar on the left side of my face." Yhe guard showed it to you the medium scar adoring his jaw.

"Jesus Christ..." you whispered with widen eyes as you sended him to see the nurse inside, he had a minor healing quirk to that would help a bit... at least.

"Please (y/n) go into his cell, he hadn't eaten anything the whole day and didn't changed his bandages... and with the fight he had with our guards and nurse he surely afquired more bruises." You nodded before picking your stuff and walking towards Overhaul's cell.

You placed your card and passed through the door which quickly closed, safety measures in there were serious, as you looked around the cell and smiled at seing the back of the man sitting on his bed.

"You need to stop doing that you know?" Your voice caught his attention as he turned his front to you with a monotonously look while you gave him a sweet but yet nervous smile, pointing at outside.

"Poor thing looked like he had just come out of a war! What did you even do?" You picked a washcloth and rubbed the hints of blood from the walls, which you couldn't help but wince.

"They sended a incompetent useless brat that surely wouldn't be fit for a decent job." He said numbly before sighing when you sitted on a chair next to his bed.

"Then I do a 'decent job' then?" You giggled while he only stared back at you "I will have you know that one of the womans that came in here were one of our best nurses... until she left her work after covering me that timr." You eyed him with a cocky smile and a eyebrow lifted up.

"Didn't sound like she was. And don't get full of yourself now, you just happen to be only one I can atture." He growled, easing up a bit at hearing your giggling a apology.

Such a sweet thing on this dark, depressed and dangerous place... how surprised yet blessed was he?

Did he really deserved any of your kindness? Any of your sweet as honey words?

You brought up on your bag before breaking apart the chopsticks. He arched kne eyebrow at it before noticing that the usual disgusting food or soup; gosh he hated soup more than germs; that he was served at tartarus weren't in the room.

Placing the pieces together he sighed in annoyance and embarrassment before laying his head on the wall.

"You will be fired for that idiot. Giving a prisoner proper food instead of that disgusting and nauseous things..." you look up at him, already a takoyaki on the chopsticks.

"Don't worry." You chirped "First I told them this was my lunch, then after I lost the hunger. Simple as that!" You sayed cutely while he deadpanned.

"What a poor and dumb strategy."

"Hey! Is a good one!"

"No of course it isn't." He showed with his chin at the camera "Those sick can see us and hear us by now."

"Only see. And like my genius plan will work, we've got nothing to worry about it!"

"You will be fired." He said monotonously but still feeling a painful bitter grow on his chest.

You being fired meaned that you weren't coming back. Others will try to replace you... dumb and idiotics... no one could replace such a divine creature.

"Actually I don't think I would be fired... especially when I am the only one that enters in here that Isn't... you know, knocked out or simply left here terrified of everthing."

He hummed in annoyance before frowning at seing you standing a bit of the food you had for him to eat.

He had to control really hard to not to blush.. he never ever had these problems, so why with you was so... warm and left him without air?

He reluctantly parted his lips, averting his eyes before you placed gently the food inside his mouth.

He sighed in bliss at not feeling the lifeless taste he was used to by now or the disgusting misoshiro soup they offered. The flavors on his mouth giving him a moment.

"Is it good?" He nodded monotonously still munching slowly, averting his gaze away from your at seing you had smiled sweetly at him. "That's a good thing Chisaki-kun!"

He swallowed before feeling shivers of displeasure at hearing that name, he wasn't Overhaul anymore and had demanded you to not call him that either... but his first name? Were you even going to accept it?

"Chisaki? Don't want the rest?" Your voice broked him out of his thoughts as he looked at you extending another small amount of food to him again.

He growled again before accepting and opening his mouth again.

This was humiliating...

After he finished you were relieved at least, since your superior had told you that Chisaki havent eaten anything since your last visit...

"Kai." He suddenly said before you offered him a cup of water.

"Huh?"

"Call me this. Do not call me 'Chisaki-kun', it sound ridiculous, so call me 'Kai' instead."

He looked at you from the conor of his eye and got surprised at seing the hint of pink on your cheeks.

"Ok then.. Kai." You smiled warmly at him and for the first time that you ever met this man, he half smiled.

You wanted to scream at the sign, despite being a villain, you couldn't deny that Chisaki was attractive, but seing him smile? It was just another level.

"U-uh.. Oh! I remembered!" You messed around on your bag before taking out a black surgeon mask, his eyes widening a bit at the sign. "I brought this for you. Sorry for taking too long, im such a cloud head!" You rubbed the back of your neck in embarrassment as his eyes still were pierced to the mask.

"Why...?" He asked sorely and weakly, making your soine go cold.

"Well, I know how you aren't the most comfortable in here, and also your mysophobia... so I went to look for masks, but I knew you also prefered black so it took me a while to find it... the majority of them are always white or even blue..."

He looked up at you, eyes full of disbelief yet shock.

"C-Can I put it for you?" It ook a bit of time for him to answer back before he slowly but suspiciously nodded.

Instead of feeling jis skin errup in irritation, he felt waves of electricity and warmth surround all of his body when he felt the tinies and quickiest brush of your fingers on both sides of his face.

He arched one of his eyebrows at you when he heard your whine when you got back. Silently demanding a explanation for that sound.

"Is just that... now I can't see your smile neither your whole beautiful face anymore..." you immediately smacked a hand over your mouth in panic.

Did you really just said that OUT LOUD?!

His low disbelieved yet relieved chuckle made you ease uo a bit before tensing at seing how tjose golden eyes were luff red, but knowing him, he wouldn't let any tear fall, evem if he needed.

"I think you're mistaken things here... you're the... you still have bkth of your arms and also are the... beautiful one... not the lther way around... I'm hideous... not from outside, but inside... can't you see..?" he swallowed the sob before he saw your own eyes tearing up.

"Why are you crying for now?" He asked quite angrily before returning to his cold composture again.

"I guess... its because I think you're the last lerson that deserved to go through this..."

"You're a idiot." He dropped his head hund low "I know you readed and know what I've done, so stop pretending-"

"You just wanted to repay your father... righ Kai?"

He felt his body freeze at your commentary, he slowly looked up at you and cri ged at the sign of you, ghe most beautiful and pure person he ever saw, crying because of him.

"I know how you feel... I'm so sorry. The yakusa shouldn't had ended in that way..."

Before he knew it a sob escaped from his mouth and he immediately cursed out loud. He felt your arms envelope around him, not feeling irritated but instead... relieved.

"I can check on him if you want..." you offered as his silent tears fell from his eyes.

"I did that to him...he just wouldn't accept it and I did that with him... I-" he interrupted himself at feeling your hand to pat his head gently.

"I know... I know." He let himself relax at your body, it was way comfortable than that project of bed of his...

"You better had showered and not to tell this-"

"Showered at least two times today and why would I tell this to someone?" You asked while resting your head on his neck as he did the same with your head.

"... I have no idea. You're definitely the most weird perso I ever met... and I have met plenty."

"Is that a good or a bad thing at least?"

"...good. A... good thing. A weird... angel.." you widened your eyes and vlushed furiously at hearing of what he called you.

You looked up and saw how his eyes were peaceful closed... poor man didn't get good sleep...

A guard passed through and you made a signal to him, clearly telling him to go away and that you were spending your whole shift on here.

You were falling for this criminal... it was wrong? Deadass wrong... but you couldn't control it.

Both of you had putted each other on a spell and didn't even knew it...

#overhaul x reader #overhaul scenario #fanfic overhaul #overhaul #kai chisaki x reader #chisaki kai x reader #kai chisaki #chisaki kai #chisaki kai imagine scenario #bnha imagine #bnha characters #bnha villains #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #my writing #zuffer writings

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addictedtostorytelling · 4 years

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Hello, there! Addicted- that sounds like an appropriate name kkkkk-, I would like your advice on one subject. I want to make a gif from a movie, "Fear" do you know it? I have it downloaded on my computer, Which program you advise me to use? I never made one before, so I'm pretty lost here.

hey, @mementovive!

you can call me aj, if you prefer. 😉

as far as gif-making goes, i make most of my gifs from dvds, but the process is pretty similar to making them from downloads, from what i understand.

the programs i use are:

handbrake (to convert files to mp4 format)

windows movie maker (to cut and manipulate the mp4 files down to the right scenes and sizes)

and adobe photoshop cs5 (to make the actual gifs)

the process itself is kind of involved, so i’ll put the instructions after the “keep reading,” if you’re interested.

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i suppose i should preface this post by saying i have a pc, and i have no idea if any of these programs work for macs.

so.

to make gifs, i start in handbrake, where i take the following steps:

(note: if your video file is already in mp4 format, you can skip down to the “windows movie maker” part of the tutorial.)

select the source from wherever i have the video file saved.

“browse” to find the destination where i want to save the converted file and save it under whatever file name i want.

select the “high profile” preset from the right-hand menu.

make sure the cropping is set to zero in all directions. (if a change to the cropping is needed, select “custom” in order to do so.)

make sure that the “anamorphic: none” and “modulus: 16″ size options are selected.

hit the “start button” up top and wait for the video to convert.

the bigger the file is, the longer it takes to convert.

(i typically try to only convert short clips, a few seconds or minutes in length at most, to avoid crashing the program.)

i then move to windows movie maker, where i select the little filmstrip icon in the center of the screen to import my newly-made mp4 file:

once the mp4 file uploads, i use the slide rule on the filmstrip to select where i want to crop the file. then i hit the “split” button and delete the excess video material i don’t want.

since photoshop balks at longer files, i usually limit each clip to no longer than 25 seconds in duration. i also try to leave some extra frames before and after the scene i actually want to gif, as photoshop tends to shave off of a second or so from each clip when you upload to start giffing.

after cropping the file down to the size/length i want it to be, i click on the blue “file” tab at the top of the program, select “save movie” and then the “recommended for this project” setting on the sub-menu. i then save the file to my preferred destination.

i am now ready to go to photoshop and begin giffing.

to open my intended mp4 file, i go to the “file” menu, select “import,” and then select “video frames to layers” from the sub-menu.

i then select the mp4 file from whatever destination i saved it to in movie maker.

at this point, a pop-up menu called “import video to layers” appears, like so:

if i want to gif the whole clip, i select the “from beginning to end” option. otherwise, i click “selected range only” and use the slide rule on the video viewer to select which portion of the clip i want.

in either case, i make sure that the “limit to every” box is checked, like so:

i typically choose 2 frames, as doing so makes the gifs smoother.

(the higher the number of frames selected, the more gaps there will be between frames, which translates to the gifs ultimately being choppier.)

i also keep the “make frame animation” box at the bottom of the pop-up menu selected.

once i have selected everything i need to, i then hit the “ok” button, at which point photoshop creates an animation timeline at the bottom of my screen.

from here, my next tasks become

cropping,

sizing,

coloring,

and sharpening

my gifs, in that order.

my first item of business is to delete any extra frames i do not wish to gif from the timeline. i do so by selecting said frames in the timeline and clicking on the little trashcan icon at the bottom of the timeline, near the scroll bar.

once i have the frames i actually want to work with---which may all be for one gif or for multiple gifs i intend to make into a set---i click on the menu icon on the right-hand side of the animation timeline.

doing so opens up a pop-up “actions” menu.

i then select “select all” from the actions menu, which highlights all remaining frames in the animation timeline.

next, on the “layers” widget on the right side of the screen, i select all layers, making sure that they’re highlighted, and press CTRL + G to put them into a “group” folder. the name is this folder is unimportant. (photoshop will automatically name it “group 1.”)

i then return to the animation timeline, where, with all frames still selected, i click on the little black arrow at the bottom of a frame (beside the timestamp that says “0.03″ and select “other.”

i then input a set delay of 0.09 seconds and click “ok.”

now i select the crop tool from the tools widget on the left side of my screen. i use this tool to cut away any framing around the gif, like so:

next, i click on the “image” tab at the top of the screen and select “image size.”

the size of image i want will depend on what kind of gif(s) i’m making. if i am making a single gif or large gifs for a “stackable” set like this one, i make it no wider than 540px. if i am making a gifset that is two gifs across, then no wider than 268px. if a gifset that is three gifs across, then no wider than 177px.

if i adjust my gif to the width i want and the height ends up being less than ideal, then i undo the width adjustment, input the height i want, and then crop the gif to the proper width (manually) using the crop tool rather than the “image size” menu, as doing so prevents skewing.

in any case, once i have the gif the size i want it to be, i start on coloring.

honestly, coloring gifs is the most artful and least scientific part of the whole process. the tools for doing so are found both in the “layers > new adjustment layer” tab at the top of the program and in the “adjustments” widget on the right-hand side of the program, adjacent to the layers widget.

there are lots of good tutorials on coloring available for beginners, both on tumblr and on youtube, so i recommend reading/watching a couple, just to get a feel for what all goes into the process.

once you have the basics down, you kinda just have to play around to find what looks good to you. some gif-makers use psds, some color by hand.

i tend to have kind of a “base set” of coloration that i use and then go by feel on a lot of stuff, favoring bolder colors where i can, though i am still striving to achieve the kind of beautifully vivid hues expert gif-makers like @panchostokes create.

seriously! check these out. they’re gorgeous!

in any case, after coloring the gif comes sharpening, which is another process i suggest you check out tutorials to learn.

tbh, sharpening is one of my weakest skills as a gif-maker, and particularly as i most often make gifs of 90s and early 00s shows, which tend to have low resolution and therefore need a lot of work; in addition to using tutorials, i’ve been playing around with my own sharpening “recipe” lately, but i haven’t hit on the perfect admixture just yet.

once i’m finished with the gif---cropping, coloring, sharpening---i go to the “file” menu in photoshop and click “save for web devices.”

before saving, i make sure that the lower left-hand corner of the pop-up shows that my gif is under the current tumblr gif size limit (to ensure maximum image quality).

at present---as of september 2020---the current limit is 8mb.

however, most gif-makers try to keep their gifs under 5mb, when possible, as tumblr compresses larger gifs, ultimately lowering the quality by changing them from .gif to .gifv files.

if i find one of my gifs is over the size limit, then i go back to make the gif smaller---by cropping it---shaving off the extra mbs.

finally, i check to make sure that the “forever” looping option is selected, so that my gif doesn’t stop running after its first play-through.

once i have everything as i like, i click “save.”

---and that’s the basics of how i make gifs.

of course, mine is neither the only nor best way to make gifs, and i’m sure that more seasoned gif-makers reading this tutorial are probably side-eyeing my process 👀 👀 👀.

there are undoubtedly easier ways to do things and methods that achieve prettier results; this process is just the one i’ve developed through trial and error, so it’s the one i stick with.

note that i also didn’t say anything here about adding text to gifs, but that’s something else you can learn how to do through more thorough tutorials than this one.

my best advice for aspiring gif-makers is to find a gif-maker whose work wows you and see if they have any tutorials or tips; i personally learned almost everything i know about gif-making from this very excellent tutorial @everynineyearsandthirtyfourdays posted years ago.

anyway.

good luck giffing fear!

i hadn’t heard of that movie before, but i see that billy plays a role. nice!

feel welcome to send more questions any time.

#answered #mementovive #**#my tutorials #giffing

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disaster-fruit · 4 years

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when port heard abt what brazil was doing during the paraguayan war he only said “sai ao pai kkkkk” and went back to getting wasted in a corner (ok ok, that was a joke, but how do you think worst dad would have reacted to the war, especially in relation to Brazil?)

kkkkkkk I fully appreciate this joke, but if you want to have a serious conversation about how port reacted to brazil during the 3AW, I have ThoughtsTM

Full disclosure, I have no idea what was going on in Portugal in the 1860s, or how the relationship between the two countries were at the time, and I’ll probably research that for the fic, but for this ask I’m just gonna go with some broad, likely incorrect guesses ausashdu feel free to correct me or share your hcs

But I think port’s feelings about the war – and imperial brazil in general – are a very weird mix between pride and worry. And both feelings come from a place of having been himself a powerful empire once, and now having basically no power.

So on one hand, he looks at himself, and who he isn’t anymore, and then looks at his son and thinks “well… At least I raised him. The main power of Latin America. Not bad huh?” And despite brazil not being super found of him at this time, he still feels pride seeing brazil expand his influence in the continent where Port used to rule half of, and being in many ways a continuation of him, but a more powerful, fresh and young one. One that can look at the British Empire and say “I’m not afraid of you. You can’t tell me what to do. I can fight you” (which you know… thinking about England and port at this time…. I think port would be smiling to himself a LOT seeing brazil give England some headache (and brazils motivations here were TERRIBLE but I don’t think Port cared at this moment)). One that is a lot like he used to be, his legacy, his son.

Like he used to be. Port at this point is no longer a powerful empire, he knows the bitter taste of decline and defeat and how the bad things you do when you’re on top of the world might later come back to bite you (brazil himself being an example). Brazil in the empire is a little too much like him (portu-cale has a nice post about it but I can’t find it ;;), and I think at this time port might fear for what will come for him. He can also see his mistakes, how brazil starts to get HUGE amounts of debt with fukin England to pay for the war, and port knows too well that that can’t be a good idea. Portugal can see Brazil slipping into a very dangerous mental state as the war progresses, willing to do anything except allow peace. And Portugal is in a position in their relationship that he knows there’s nothing he can say that brazil will ever listen, so he cant even worn him about his mistakes.

Anyway this was very quickly written and without much thought, maybe once I finish my research I can come back to this topic but I always feel like rambling about imperial brazil and wouldn’t miss this opportunity asdufha

#ask #hcs

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omgdoubleume · 5 years

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50 Questions Tag:

Thank you @bloody-personalblog-mary & @killersimthetics for the tag! I currently play with random sim that I like atm, and the chosen one for this honorable post is….. Hamza! Another new face, or maybe not *cz he’s actually the older brother of the blonde twins in dofus pack. That would explain their similar face.

Sim’s name : Hamza Addamson

How old is your sim? He’s currently 19 yo college student in my game, but will get older once he appear with dofus gang. *that’s just my plan :’D

When is your sim’s birthday? Uh… never thought about that. Sry

What is your sim’s zodiac sign? Pisces

What is your sim’s ethnicity? Half Scottish, half Germany.

Does your sim have any nicknames? Nope, his friends see him as a respectful man. So no one brave enough to create any nicknames for the dude.

Do they have a job? If so, what is it? Not at the moment.

Where does your sim live? Icolopolis ofc! kkkkk 😄

Who does your sim live with? Well.. he’s about to adopt a dog. He lives separated from his family bcz his college was far-far away from home.

What environment did your sim grow up in? Full of Love and discipline.

What are your sim’s favourite foods? He loves whatever others made sincerely for him! Cz he’s basically know pretty well how to cook tasty foods. So taste doesn’t really matter to him, but the one who gave it to him.

What is your sim’s favourite drink? Fresh juice, especially avocado juice.

If they Have one, what is your sim’s favourite color? Gold-yellow

Does your sim believe in any clichés? (like love at first sight) No…, cz it’s lust. Not love. But maybe he has some faith on other clichés?.. who knows?

What is your sim’s sexuality? -STRAIGHT-

What is your sim’s gender identity? Male, obviously!

Is your sim type a or type b? Type B

Is your sim introverted or extroverted? Extrovert in elegant way.

Is your sim neurotypical or neurodivergent? Neurotypical

What is your sim’s favourite woohoo position? Oh god *shy*… His virgin soul would scream for this question. He can’t even tell 😝 halph!!

Is your sim a pet person? If so, what is their favourite animal? Not really a pet person, but he has this nurturing trait on him. So he need someone/something to care. Sadly he’s still single atm. He can just pick some green plants on care, but he wants more feed back. So he choose a dog 🐶

Does your sim have a best friend? Yes! The twins!

What is/was your sim’s favourite school subject? Psychology and communication.

Is/was your sim a high, mid or low achiever in school? Mid.. and sometimes high. Depends on how much he loves the subject. Good enough as a student atleast.

Are they planning to go or have they already been to college? If so, what would be or what was their major? He choose Technology as the first step. Then after graduate, he’ll take another step on communication major.

What are your sims political beliefs? Not as white as paper 💩

What is one thing your sims wants to do before they die? Never thought about that.

Does your sim have a favourite TV show and/or movie? Whatever that his friends gave as recommendation.

Is your sim a Netflix viewer? If so, what are their top 3 shows? Umm… He’ll wait for another recommendation from his friends. Pffft

Does your sim like books? If so, what’s their favourite one? He likes some heavy books about psychology & communication. As for light reading, he’ll choose something with mystery, science, & psychology stuff in it. He don’t really has any favourite one.

Does your sim enjoy video games? Yes, some kind of fighting game on his PC.

What is your sim’s personal style? Casual, anything comfy to wear. Y’know.. typical boys would…

Does your sim have a lucky charm? Not really.

Is your sim religious? Pretty much!

What kind of music does your sim listen to and who is their favourite artist? He’s an easy listener. Not so picky about music, as long as it match his mood.

Is your sim a festive person? If so, what’s their favourite holiday? He loves whenever the calendar shows red marks in full rows. Cz that means he can visit his family in his hometown.

What is your sim’s favourite type of weather? Autmn, he loves the color in autmn.

Does your sim prefer to start fights or finish them? Avoid it as elegant as he can.

Does your sim have a dream job? He hopes it would be something steady and pay more than enough to feed him and his family.

Does your sim have any siblings? Yes! The twins!!!

Does your sim get along with their family? Yep!

What is your sims favourite hobby? Playing guitar on a rainy day. Cz no one can exactly spot his mistake 😏

What does your sim look for, in a romantic partner? Trust, honest, respect, comfort & care.

What is a secret about your sim? He is….. soft

What is flaw your sim has? He’s easy to burst in tears, once he can’t control his emotion. He wants to vent it out or punch something, but he’s too afraid if he would cause trouble for others. The thought it self would increase his emotional state.

How do others generally perceive your sim? A respectful man, indeed.

Does your sim have a greatest achievement? If so, what is it? Not yet, he barely start the college life. Lol..!

If they have one, what is your sim’s greatest regret? Oh c’mon… life just begin for him. Don’t talk about regret on the first chapter guys.

Does your sim have a favourite emoji? “sunshine” 🌞

Does your sim use simstagram? No, but he likes to appear on someone’s snapgram/selfies. Like a "photo bomb".

What is the last text your sim sent (and who did they text)? It’s “Amen”, cz one of the twins texted him: “Hope you’ll find that Missy right for the sake of your virgin-not so-youth-age”. Wtf is that mean anyway?

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21, 29, 58, 81 and 88 for the asks game 💕

heeeey, thanks for the question <3 21. How was your day?

kkkkk not good. Insomnia kept me awake the entire night, so I'm unable function properly and my mom.... oh, I love her to death but she makes my life 128471894 times more difficult. and on top of it all the person that I despise the most is coming to visit my new place. tbh, I'm so stressed right now that my left eye has been aggressively shaking for three days.

29. What are your hobbies?

hmmmm, besides the normal reading a book and watching tv shows/movies there's yoga (it's a hobbie?). I love playing online games, rpg, Magic. I also recently discover a new calm on building things.

58. Songs you're currently obsessed with?

deja-vu by Olivia Rodrigo, Fever by Dua Lipa and Savior by Rise Against.

81. Your favourite books (manga also counts)

(most of those are series, but bare with me) The Raven Cycle, The Name of The Wind, Millennium, Sharp Objects and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

88. Could you survive a zombie apocalypse?

I think so, yeah...

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zico-mino-trash · 6 years

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But what am I supposed to do?

Chapter 14: the bliss

Chapter 1 [x] Previous Chapter [x] Next Chapter [x]

The last few weeks had passed without complication; your days were filled with breakfasts in bed, smiles and an overwhelming sensation that something wasn’t quite right. After all, you know what they say; if something seems too good to be true... then it probably is.

You sit alone at the desk in your apartment, sketching ideas for the next season. You had to take a risk... design something new and original. Ever since the launch event for MiCO designs had been successful, there was a substantial amount of pressure on your shoulders to perform well. You chew on the end of your pencil and find yourself gazing out of the window; tracing the skyline of the city in your mind. Your mind drifts back over the past couple of years. Had you actually been a trainee? It felt like a different life. A different person.

[Y/N] Enough... get back to work Y/N...

You mutter to yourself, forcing yourself to concentrate on your sketches. 3 tea breaks and an outfit change later, you find yourself tidying your bedroom. You peruse the various boxes you’d stashed away under your bed. Stuffed animals. Old photos.

[Y/N] Ah...

You sigh as your eyes fall upon your old keyboard. You can’t recall playing it since you were a trainee. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, you pull the keyboard in front of you and plug it in. You feel a lump in your throat as the keyboard lights up. Your fingers caress the keys gently, eventually falling into a natural position. Before you know it, a simple tune fills the room. You close your eyes as your hands seem to act on their own.

BZZZ.

[Y/N] Oh!

You gasp as your phone vibrates in your pocket. You push the keyboard away self-consciously and check your phone.

[Minho] Are you working?

[Y/N] Jeez... is he watching me?

You murmur to yourself whilst sneaking glances around the room for some sort of hidden camera. You tap out a reply.

[Y/N] Maybe... >.< [Minho] Maybe? I take it that means no~ [Y/N] I keep getting distracted! [Minho] Am I a distraction? kkkkk [Y/N] YES [Minho] Want me to leave you alone? [Y/N] NO.

You smirk to yourself as you lie on your bedroom floor. You felt like a teenage girl again. You sit yourself back up and lean against the side of your bed waiting for a reply.

[Y/N] ...? [Y/N] Minho? [Y/N] COME BACK

You stare at your phone in annoyance. How dare he actually ignore you. Just as you’re typing an anger filled message, you hear the familiar sound of the doorbell. You jump to your feet and run to the door system screen. A familiar face filling the display. Your heart beat increasing rapidly.

You run your fingers through your hair in an attempt to look like a semi-decent adult by the time Minho reaches your door.

[Y/N] And how can I help you?

You purr as you peek around the half-open door. Your heart skips a beat as your eyes drift over his outfit; an expensive looking jacket draped over his shoulder with a snug fitting black turtle neck highlighting his muscular torso. You could never quite get used to Minho being an actual celebrity... he looks like he just came straight off the stage of an awards show.

[MH] How are you baby?

He purrs back; a mischievous glint in his eyes. You inhale the scent of his cologne as he wraps his warm arms around you and plants a kiss on the top of your head.

[Y/N] I’m okay... much better now that you’re here...

You murmur; eyes closed, sinking into his chest. If only he didn’t have to leave early every morning and come back late at night.

[Y/N] Wait... what time is it?

You lift your head suddenly to look up at his face; those dark eyes staring back down at you.

[MH] um... about 6pm?

[Y/N] Why are you here so early?

[MH] Ah...

Minho motions for you to go inside and your stomach whirls with anxiety. You head for your sofa and sit with a worried expression on your face. Minho rests his jacket on the back of the sofa and sits down next to you.

[MH] Don’t look so concerned Y/N

He chuckles whilst cupping your face in his hands. You pout as he squishes your cheeks.

[MH] I’m going away for a week to record some music videos so I got some time off to pack my things

[Y/N] A week?! Can you pack me?

You whisper cutely; how were you going to manage a whole week without him?

[MH] I wish I could baby...

[MH] I’ll try and call you everyday, so don’t miss me too much

You sink into his arms and let out a deep sigh, you knew a trip like this was bound to happen at some point.

[Y/N] So where are you going?

[MH] Uh, L.A?

[Y/N] That’s exciting!

You grin up at him, his expression looking uneasy.

[Y/N] What’s up?

You murmur, pulling back to read his face easier.

[MH] Let’s just enjoy right now... we’ve got the whole evening to ourselves...

Before you can mention anything else, Minho’s lips are pressing against yours; hot and urgent. Your fingers find their way into the hair at the nape of his neck and don’t let go as he lifts you off the sofa. By the time you reach your bed, both of your shirts are on the floor and Minho is leaving hot kisses along your collarbone. He pulls back suddenly, his dark eyes staring at you intensely.

[MH] I need you Y/N.

~to be continued~

[CREDIT to the gif owners - I do not own these gifs]

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