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Hi Jewel. Congrats on the milestone! Can I request for a drabble for Seokjin with a brother’s best friend trope? Thank you
thank you so much! i am not well-versed in this trope, but i am the no. 1 trope inversion stan so i hope i did it justice and that you enjoy it nonetheless!
i'm still slowly working my way through my milestone drabbles btw! i didn't forget about them. :')
got me all messed up
pairing: seokjin x f. reader
genre: brother's best friend, fwb au; smut
warnings: i have tagged this as smut but it's not super explicit/detailed. still: swearing, oral sex (m. receiving), reader is kind of a brat, seokjin is both flustered as hell and bossy, a little dirty talk, unedited.
rating: explicit. minors do not interact.
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“We shouldn’t be doing this.”
You roll your eyes, shimmying your shorts down and off. “You say that every time, Seokjin.”
He sputters, torn between the nonchalance in your response and the sight of you nearly bare, down to just your underwear and a flimsy tank top. “Yah, that’s because it’s true every time.”
Of all your brother’s friends, Seokjin is probably the worst one you could’ve picked for something like this for a multitude of reasons. First, he’s got a horrible laugh. It’s not the sexy kind of half-chuckle that some guys have—it’s honking and loud and mortifying when you’re in tight quarters. Second, he’s got something of a conscience. Something in the sense that he’s still going to meet up with you for sex, but he makes a whole thing out of it.
You’re his best friend’s sister. He’s taking advantage of you. Blah, blah, blah.
“It’s getting a little annoying, is what I’m saying.”
Seokjin’s got protests and excuses for days, but he always seems to shut up whenever you drop to your knees in front of him. And, to his credit, there is a lot of him, which almost cancels out all the talking he does about your brother, who is not a person you want to be thinking or talking about when you’ve got a very nice, very capable cock halfway down your throat.
“So-sorry—oh my god.”
Whatever you want to call it, the thing between you and Seokjin has been going on long enough that you know what he likes, know how he wants it. Know when he starts doing those breathy, staccato whines, rolling his hips, that you’re treading along a very dangerous path.
The temperature in your apartment can barely be considered habitable, and you know he’s not long for this world between the sight of your hardened nipples poking at the fabric of your top and the attention you’re lavishing on the head of his cock. So you pull back, jerk him slow, make a show of rolling your eyes again. “You know all that who does this pussy belong to shit is just dirty talk, right? My brother doesn’t own me.”
Another reason why Seokjin wasn’t really built for this: he’s so easy to embarrass. Flushes red, red, red at the mere mention of sex despite having had a lot of it. “I don’t—”
“I’m an entire adult, Seokjin.”
A high-pitched keen erupts from him when you sink back down his length and he nudges at the back of your throat. “I know.”
“I can fuck my brother’s friend if I want to.”
“I know.”
“My brother’s friend can fuck me, if he wants to.”
“Can you do that thing again—”
“Only if you shut up about my brother.” A pained noise. Something between a whine and an frustrated groan, because he doesn’t agree but tries to guide your mouth back to him anyway. “Seokjin.”
“I’m sorry,” he repeats, “it’s just…”
Entirely fed up, you pull away entirely. Seokjin looks stricken, a child whose favorite toy has been taken from him, and you ignore it long enough to find his jeans and retrieve his phone from the back pocket. “What are you—” he starts to ask, expression morphing into full-blown panic, and the line rings once, twice, before—
“Hey, hyung,” comes your brother’s voice.
Above you, Seokjin is flailing. Tries to grab the phone. Assumes some kind of prayer position. Whisper-yells please, please, please while you just stare. Looks like he wants to sink through the floor and die when you don’t budge. Moves on to bargaining: he’ll tell your brother himself, please just give him time. Two weeks at the most. No? How about a week? Come on, please, don’t do this. Three days? Fine—just hang up and he’ll call him back himself, tell him right now.
“Hyung? Hello?”
It’s honestly impressive how long you’re able to stonewall him, because Seokjin eventually sighs, sags against the wall in defeat. “Fine,” he acquiesces. Runs a hand through his hair and waves you off. “Go ahead, ruin my life.”
“Did you butt-dial me again?”
“No, it’s me.”
“Huh? Why do you have Seokjin-hyung’s phone?”
“Because we’re hooking up.”
There’s a scream from the other end of the line. Seokjin tries to disappear further into the wall. “What? Like, right now?”
You can spare him the embarrassment of this, at least. “No, in general. Just thought you should know.”
“I did not need to know that, thanks. Please never call me again.”
“Fine by me.”
You end the call, tossing Seokjin’s phone back towards his pants. And it’s not his expression that shocks you, stuck somewhere between relief and pure terror. It’s the fact that Seokjin, the mildly-reformed king of all things vanilla himself, is still rock hard.
“Are you still—”
“Don’t,” is all he says, flush nearly creeping to the middle of his chest. “You’re turning me into a freak.”
“Didn’t know being honest was some weird kink, but all right.”
“It wasn’t being honest,” he argues, “it was you being all authoritative and hot.”
You snort. Say, “I would barely consider that being authoritative, but we can definitely explore this now that I’ve cleared your conscience and you’re able to fuck me guilt-free,” even though it’s not a surprise that Seokjin is into that sort of thing—being ignored, almost purposely disobeyed. Knowing exactly what he wants and giving him the opposite.
You expect an agreement. Maybe a repeat of that time you’d gotten him so riled up he’d dragged you into the bathroom and fucked you against the sink, not a care in the world that your brother was fifty feet away. You expect blush-dusted cheeks and that aw shucks expression he loves to wear as he scratches at the back of his neck and agrees that yeah, he can fuck you guilt-free now.
But there’s none of that.
There’s still Seokjin slumped against the wall, breath heaving as he fists mindlessly at his cock. There’s you, still on your knees in front of him, spit lingering in the corners of your mouth, pooling on your tongue. For the first time, it’s awkward, and you wonder if you’ve overstepped. Made a mess of something Seokjin wanted to keep neat and tidy.
An apology is halfway out of your mouth when the atmosphere shifts. You feel it, and you know Seokjin knows you feel it because he quirks an eyebrow, barely taunting. Stands at full height, looks down at you like an inconvenience, like you’re another one of his unruly dongsaengs that he needs to wrangle into compliance.
You test it. A cheeky, “Can I help you?” that makes his jaw clench.
“You can.”
“Yeah? You got any suggestions, or have you not thought that far ahead?”
“Get on the bed,” he instructs, glaring, like he’s never had a sense of humor a day in his life.
You’re not the type to be easily wrangled, but this version of Seokjin is really working for you. Shy, bumbling Seokjin is nowhere to be found, and if this is what it means to turn him into a freak, you’ll gladly reap the benefits.
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Aged up readers, Y/N is 17, Kenny is 18. All in high school. Mentions of drugs, alcohol, sexual themes and strong language. NOT FOR MINORS!! I hope you all enjoyed my first fic, it was written while running after my 2 year old who throws WAY too many tantrums so sorry if it wasn't my greatest work!
Kenny watched you from across the classroom, he watched how you twiddled your pen between your thumb and forefinger, how you the tip of your tongue darted out of your mouth as you concentrated on what you were writing. Your perfect y/h/c hair flowing in soft waves that cascaded down your back. He had fallen, and he had fallen hard.
Both of you were inseparable, the best of friends, you did everything together, albeit not much, because neither of you could afford to go a lot of places. He loved nothing more than laying down beside you in your bed with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, you were the one of the only people that knew he was Mysterion, you were one of the very lucky few who had seen him without his orange parka hood suffocating his face. But the most important to him, you were the only one to remember, the first time he died in front of you, you were shattered to a million pieces, your heart completely broken, and the only thing that could ever fix it was Kenny coming back alive, not like that could ever happen.
But it did, and when you heard a small knock on your front door all those years ago, opening it to see those beautiful blue eyes and fluffy blonde hair standing smiling at you, your face covered in smeared black lines of mascara, he knew.
"Kenny?" You uttered, rubbing your eyes as if you were hallucinating, a glove clad hand reaching to cup your tear stained face, he just simply looked at you, tears now welling in his own eyes.
"You- You remember?" He asked, you giving him a small nod as his answer. You smiled, tears still falling down your face.
"Of course I remember, Kenny! You got hit by a bus and everyone shouted about how you'd been killed and then called them bastards!" You responded, before he grabbed you with both hands, saying nothing but pulling you close to him for the tightest hug you'd ever had.
"I'm so glad you remember. No one else does."
That day will stay forever engraved in his mind for as long as he was destined to be on this earth for. And he knew, he knew you were his one true soul mate. Yeah, Kenny had been with plenty of girls before, but none of them made him feel how you did, normally so confident in asking girls out, he was known as a flirt, but he had never been confident enough to ask you out. That was until today.
"Put your balls in your purse, Kinny!" Eric said to him, exiting the class watching you walking in front of him. He was half listening, half in a daydream about how good your ass looked in your jeans.
"Kenny? Hello? Earth to Kenny, are you even listening to us?!" Kyle said, waving his hands in the air in front of Kenny's face.
"Hey dude, I was getting a good view there!! Fuck you, man!" Kenny exclaimed, sighing as he seen you turn the corner in the corridor.
"Dude, you seriously gotta ask her out!" Stan said, the other two boys nodding in agreement.
"How, man? I don't have any money to take her places, what am I supposed to say, 'Hey Y/N wanna come to my house and see my shit bedroom, my mom and dad screaming at each other and our meth lab?!' She'd never go for a guy like me, dudes. And she deserves better than me." He said his head bowing to stare at the tiles of the corridor. His life really was a mess.
"And that's where the broship comes in, dude!" Eric exclaimed, the other boys staring at each other in confusion.
"I bet you $70 you won't ask her out by the end of the day!" Eric said, knowing Kenny couldn't pass up on money like that.
"And if you do, then the money will come in handy for a date right?" Eric said, a shit eating grin plastered upon his face.
"Fine." Kenny replied, saying nothing else before walking off to find you.
There you sat with the other girls, chatting about god knows what and eating your lunch. You could feel a pair of eyes burning through the back of your skull as you turned round, there he stood, your prince in an orange parka. You couldn't see it because of his hood, but he was smiling at you, and was that a blush on his cheeks?
You had serious love and feelings for Kenny, and you always had, but you knew he was a player, he had been with a lot of girls throughout the years, and he never ever chose you, maybe he just didn't see you that way.
He was nervous, a small bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. He made his way over to you.
"Is it hot in here, or is it just being so close to you, girl?" Kenny flirted, causing a small blush to spread along your cheeks.
"What's up, Kenny?" You asked, offering him the half of your sandwich, he normally didn't have much food to eat, so you liked to help when you could. He great-fully accepted the kind offer and then bowed his head slightly, taking on a rather unusual mannerism for him. Normally he was so confident and cocky, but right now, he looked like he might pass out.
And he felt like it too!! Maybe he could just die accidentally and come back tomorr- No! He has to do this! It was now or never.
"Can I- um... can I talk to you about something?" Kenny asked, his gloved hands fidgeting together.
"Of course, Ken, we can talk about anything together! Do you wanna head somewhere more private?" You asked, as he simply nodded in reply, taking off a glove and offering his hand to you.
"I rolled a joint I didn't get to smoke before school today, wanna dip and go to the park?" Kenny questioned, his eyebrow quirking, hoping you'd be down.
"I have Mr Garrison's class after lunch so fuck yeah I wanna dip. My mom isn't home as usual, said she was going to get drugs last night and hasn't came back, so we can go smoke up at my house if you want? I've got frozen pizza!" You exclaimed, a large smile on your face. You could never pass up quality time with Kenny, you both knew that.
"That sounds like absolute bliss, babe. But when we smoke up, I really do need to talk to you about something." He stated, your hands now fully intertwined. As you guys approached the double doors of the school you passed Eric, Kyle and Stan, the three boys staring at you both, wide eyed and mouths wide.
"Hey, fuck you Kinny!" Eric shouted, handing him $70. "Make it last! God knows when you'd be able to get $70 again, Kinny!" He shouted loudly, the blonde boy smirking and flipping him off on his way out the door.
"Fuck you, dude! I'll text y'all later." He shouted back, the doors finally closing behind you both.
The walk was long and cold to your house, since you lived in the same part of town as Kenny, and the school bus wasn't running, since technically school was still in session. During the walk Kenny had shedded his jacket, putting it on you instead, making sure you didn't catch sick and kept warm in the never ending snow that resided in South Park.
Soon enough you were both in your bedroom, the window cracked slightly as Kenny sparked his lighter, taking a long, slow drag of the joint before passing it to you.
"So, what did you wanna talk about? Has your dad gone psycho again?" You asked, taking a few drags of the joint and passing it back to Kenny, your hands grazing slightly, and when you two touched, it felt electric.
He shook his head no. "No, for once it's not my parents." He laughed out, smoke coming down his nostrils.
"Then what's wrong, Ken?" You asked eyebrows raised as your studied your best friends face. He had a light dusting of freckles, soft, pale skin and the most perfect, light pink lips and of course you couldn't forget the adorable little gap in his teeth when he smiled at you. You were in love, you had been in love with him for as long as you could remember.
His hands were ice cold, the blood not reaching them due to the speed his heart was beating at.
"I um... I-" He stuttered, his cheeks a deep shade of crimson, as he quickly puffed on the joint you two shared, passing it to you, he should've asked if you had any vodka here that he could take a shot of, a little Dutch courage, but it was too late, he was already sitting here, your full attention on him as he became a stammering mess.
He took his gaze away from you before he said it, he actually had finally said it to you, and he did so as quickly as the words would come out of his mouth.
"Do you maybe wanna, I don't know, bemygirlfriend? I mean, only if you want to! If you don't, I totally understand, I wouldn't wanna be with me either, I mean, you deserve the world and I can barely afford to feed myself-"
You cut him off by grabbing the front of his t-shirt and pulling him towards you, your lips crashing against one another. You had waited for this since you were younger, you had always dreamed of being his, being his girl. And now you were!
His eyes fluttered closed, melting against you and wrapping his slender arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him on the bed. He had dreamt about this, he had wanked about this! More than once! He'd thought about how your boobs looked without any clothing covering them, how your nipple would feel in his mouth, how hard he could slap your ass, how tight you would feel around his coc-
You both parted ways, panting as you did, a string of salvia connecting your mouths. Both of you were blushing profusely, and Kenny shifted on the bed, feeling the tightness in his jeans starting to bother him.
"I've wanted to do that since the fourth grade." You said, almost in a whisper, only for Kenny to hear.
"Then let's go use this $70 fat ass gave me and I'll take you on our first official date!" Kenny said, a small smile on his lips as he kept his arms wrapped tightly around you, as if a gust of wind could blow you away from him.
"I love you, Kenny McCormick."
"I love you too, Y/N, and I always have." Kenny sighed, the relief he felt come crashing over him. He no longer had to keep it a secret, he loved you, and you loved him, and that was all the mattered. You made him want to stay alive, you made him happy, and you made him whole. I guess soul mates really do exist.
Hey guys!! I really hope you enjoyed this fic, I just kinda banged it out and I haven't checked any spelling or typos, so I'm really sorry about that, I just hope you all enjoy it. Kenny's a cute lil fluff, and I love writing for him, but I'll write for anyone from South Park so if you guys have any suggestions or requests please do send them my way!!
#kenny mccormick#kenny mccormick smut#kenny mccormick x reader#kenny south park#stan marsh#stan south park#eric cartman#kyle south park#kyle brovlofski#south park#south park x reader
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BPP, oh my god, the MHJ New Jean's news?? Do you have any thoughts? That's actually insane! What do you think is going to end up happening with New Jean's?
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Ask 2:
Have you read about what’s happening with Ador and Hybe? What do you think?
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Ask 3:
The TEA today about Ador Ceo was sad but not surprising. BTS is the story of betrayal by outsiders.
I was surprised when Tae worked with HER for his album. I didn't see that collaboration coming.
I have to wonder if she purposefully misled Tae into a "mid" album. Look, Layover isn't a bad album but its not a masterpiece regardless of what Tae solos believe.
The results are so different between albums like JITB, Astronaut, DDAY, Indigo, Face and Layover its crazy. The depth/personal experience reflected in those albums is undeniable while Tae's was all surface.
Golden is departure and its own thing. JK went for global popstar and achieved/ate!! His choreo reflected his status as part of 3J and his vocals were on display. Gorgeous!!! (Had to add that in because in this house we don't leave out members)
I feel bad for Tae today realizing he worked with a traitor. I will always wonder what he could have released if he had just worked with the Bighit team instead of Ador Ceo.
Maybe you have more insight into all this?
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Ask 4:
Sooo... what are you thinking about this inter-hybe conflict between belift and ador? I know you're a nj fan but I think I've also heard you say that people are too quick to call things a nj copy, so I'm curious what you think about mhj's claims. I'll be honest that I thought that what I've seen so far seemed kind of unhinged-main-character syndrome to me but I also don't follow these groups and don't know how deep this goes. Certainly, I think mhj has been very deliberate and successful in building nj's brand, but I found this public argument unnecessary and potentially damaging to both groups. What kind of fallout do you expect?
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Bpp! Thoughts on the Min Heejin Hybe mess? I thought we were done with the corporate drama but tuns out no!
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There's really nothing to say... yet.
News leaked that HYBE has leveled some allegations and accusations at ADOR, most likely based on a tip off, and launched an audit to ascertain if these allegations are true - in HYBE's statement confirming the audit, they don't name the people accused, but the news leak makes a point to name Min Heejin specifically, keeping the name of the VP who is accused of committing the acts unknown.
Min Heejin has responded in an exclusive interview and statement by ADOR, that she's innocent of most of the accusations and that this dispute started because HYBE has refused to curb inter-label plagiarism of her ideas with NewJeans. She refers specifically to Be:lift's new girl group Illit, noting how everything from choreography to visuals to styling to sound is based on her ideas, without proper attribution to her from Belift, nor an apology for what she calls blatant theft of concepts she's developing at ADOR. She accuses Bang PD of being complicit and prioritizing short-term profit over long-term viability of the new groups he's pushing out.
There are reports (unconfirmed) that HYBE has called for Min Heejin to resign. If ADOR doesn't call for a shareholder meeting by tomorrow, HYBE has indicated they might sue. The fact the meeting is being called before the audit is concluded, has all the hallmarks of a textbook corporate power play move, and implies to me something else than what I'm seeing most people here allude to. But still...
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...there's nothing to say because what we're seeing is the middle innings of a power play game. There's simply too little info to make any decisive statements.
I immediately get a headache whenever things like this happen in k-pop because, even for more innocuous subjects, there's nobody more mind rotted than the average k-pop stan. And before long we'll have people whose only experience with executive/corporate power struggles is watching Succession, giving us endless takes in endless discourse. And this particular discourse is going to be more annoying because (1) Min Heejin is a woman who is already widely disliked, (2) There's an overwhelming amount of intersectional motives and interests both within and outside HYBE given the nature of the dispute, which typically leads to people infusing moral language into the discussion. It's going to be the HYBE-Kakao-SM discourse on steroids (and even in the HYBE vs SM drama, we had far more information to go on that what's available in this case).
I mean... Anon 3, you're already convinced this is a story of "betrayal", and claiming she is a "traitor", and you're tying a corporate power struggle to BTS. Not like I'd expect to see anything less from most other people to be honest.
This is really a dispute between Min Heejin and Kim Taeho (Belift's CEO), with increased grievance due to Taeho supposedly enjoying Bang PD and Park Jiwon's support and Heejin, supposedly, not.
The fallout, predictably, is going to be nasty. Given all the above. NewJeans is slated to have a comeback next month, Illit is only just ramping down debut activities while ENHYPEN is just starting the final leg of their FATE+ tour. If HYBE is indeed demanding MHJ resign, it's likely they only mean for her to resign from the CEO role but remain as the Creative Director of NewJeans - because the reality is that if there is no MHJ, there is no NewJeans. And it's that reality that in my view, is the primary leverage MHJ has. And she doesn't strike me as the sort to bluff. The worst case scenario is she leaves HYBE completely and NewJeans is put on hiatus, or the members sue to break their contracts with HYBE to follow her while she courts outside investors, similar to the Fifty Fifty situation.
Inter-label competition and drama is expected in a company like HYBE, it's wonderful because it can yield truly incredible results and unique approaches, but also potentally horrible because it can result in cases like MHJ's vs HYBE. There are ways to properly manage this competition to prevent the latter case, but I can't say I've seen any indication that with Jiwon nor Bang have done so. I said above that MHJ leaving HYBE completely is the worst case scenario for NewJeans, but it looks like the scenario most preferable for certain parties given it's one of the only viable outcomes from having this news broken this way. And so, most likely to happen. Unless Bang PD develops some hitherto unseen business acumen... so yeah I'm not holding my breath.
I have nothing insightful to add. My opinions about the suits at HYBE and Bang PD's business decisions for the last 2 years have skewed mostly negative, and that's not changed in this case. I'd rather not share my full opinions because I feel they run contrary to the dominant talking points here, and partly because they're not fully formed and nobody here is paying me to fully develop a view. I'm really not going to do that work for free.
We're all just going to have to wait and see.
What I will say though and something I find particularly interesting, is that HYBE has been accused of what Min Heejin is alleging, since at least the start of last year. Also, Belift in particular has been accused of plagiarism since the start of the year, twice, on issues unrelated to NewJeans. The first was when 'mobiius_music', an indie music producer on Instagram, accused them of lifting his music almost bar for bar for ENHYPEN's 2023 GDA dance break. The second was when Kelley Sweeney, an American choreographer who shares her routines on Instagram and tiktok, accused Belift of using her choreography for Illit's pre-debut practice without credit. Both times it was for low-level offences as it wasn't related to official music releases or album content, and so in that way Belift is better than bigger and more known agencies, but it still reflects a lax vetting process in the best case and unethical creative practices in the worst.
Anyway, my concern is for the artists involved while the suits try to play god with their careers. I can only hope that whatever happens is only the best possible outcome for all involved.
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Things Are Never As They Seem… Chapter Twenty Five
Pairings—Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader, Sebastian Stan x OFC (PR relationship)
Summary
You and Sebastian Stan have been dating privately for over two years. Everything is perfect until he is coerced into a PR relationship when he signed with a new agency to advance his career. Trouble ensues…
Warnings
MINORS DNI! 18+++. Language. Fluff. HW sucks. SMUT. Oral (female receiving). PIV. Angst a little. Did I miss anything?
Series Masterlist
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May 29, 2021
“Fuck.”
You caught yourself on the edge of the counter, struggling to yank your pants up.
“You okay over there?”
You laughed a little, shaking your head as you finally drew the tight mom jeans over your hips with a subtle shimmy and slipped the button into place.
“I am riding the struggle bus.” You announced, “The test shots ran late, the director is an absolute dick, I’m starving, and on top of all that for some reason I’m spotting which is really odd because I know I’m at least two weeks out from my period.”
Your boyfriend chuckled softly on the other line, “Did you miss a pill?”
“No. I never ever do.” You snatched your phone off the counter, heading in the direction of the trailer bathroom to touch up your makeup and check your hair, “I love that that is what you're focused on.”
“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t–”
“No.” You interjected softly, “I was teasing and honestly, I’m feeling a little hangry I mean nothing by it, seriously. I’m the one who's sorry–I’m the one who’s running late.”
He sighed, out of relief or what you weren’t sure, “Don’t even worry about that. I’m just hiding out in a guest room until you get here. And there is plenty of food, they’re getting it all out now.”
“Here. Facetime me.” A second later his facetime request came through, you immediately hit accept and propped your phone up on the counter, “How does this look?” You stepped back and did a little twirl, “What is everyone else wearing?”
Sebastian’s smirk turned flirty as his eyes trailed hungrily over your form, “You look absolutely gorgeous. The way your ass looks in those jeans…” He lifted his arms, making grabby hands at the camera, “I’m in love.”
“Thank you.” You rolled your bottom lip between your teeth, biting back a smile as you ran your fingers through your hair and fluffed your loose curls, “Are you sure the top isn’t too much?”
You fiddled with the little bow at the front of your navy blue, lacy corset top. You were going out tonight with a group of friends for his friend Tommy's birthday. You figured jeans and a nice top with a pair of heels would be good enough but you couldn’t help but feel like the top might be a little much. You’d been waiting forever to wear it and now was your chance. It made you feel sexy and confident and that was something you could use tonight if you were going to deal with Catalina.
“No, sweetheart.” He shook his head, not lifting his gaze from your chest. No doubt admiring the way the top accentuated your breasts. “You look absolutely gorgeous. You will, hands down, be the best dressed. It’s perfect—You’re perfect.”
“Thank you.”
You couldn’t stop blush that rose to the apple of your cheeks, even if your tried. The way he said it—the way he was ogling you so openly, left you no choice but to believe it was true. At times you still didn’t know how to handle the attention or to accept the compliments he gave you, more often than not you found yourself brushing it off and nudging the focus onto him.
“What are you wearing?” You giggled when he rolled his eyes at you. He knew you so well–knew exactly what you were doing, “I think it’s only fair I get a fit check after I gave you one.”
He squinted, lips pressed in a thin line but you didn’t miss the little cork at the corner of his full lips, “A fit check?”
You rolled your eyes playfully, waving your hand at him through the camera, “Just show me your outfit.”
He propped his phone on something and stepped back from the camera. You paused rummaging through your makeup bag to watch him as he, just as you had, did a little twirl for the camera.
God.
It wasn’t even fair how gorgeous he was.
In a simple pair of light wash jeans, t-shirt, and his signature pair of white Nike air forces, he looked like sex on legs. His tattoos had been removed earlier this morning in preparation to reapply fresh ones tomorrow and his hair was pushed back with a pair of raybans.
He looked less like Tommy and more like himself like this.
Exactly how you liked him best.
You were definitely taking advantage of that tonight.
You’d go out and spend your time with your friends but tonight he would be all yours.
“Ughh.” You groaned, letting your head drop into your hands as you leaned over the bathroom counter, “Why are you so sexy?” You jutted your bottom lip out in a pout, “It’s not fair.”
“Now you know how I feel!!” He laughed loudly and warmth spread throughout your chest and belly, “It’s going to be hard to keep my eyes and hands to myself tonight.”
You frowned, a downpour of reality washing over you, “You’re going to have to keep the ruse up for the party?”
Sebastian nodded solemnly, guilt swarming in those cerulean eyes as he picked up the phone and brought it closer to his face, “Not everyone knows there. I’m sorry–”
You held a hand up, shaking your head, “Don’t apologize. It’s alright.” You gave a little shrug of your shoulders before pulling your mascara from your makeup bag, “It’s only for a couple hours. No biggie.”
He sighed softly, “I know but it still sucks. We should be able to enjoy time with our friends without all this PR bullshit.” He waved his hand, eyebrows furrowing and jaw clenching, “Without Catalina fucking with our lives.”
You knew he was right, of course, but you were over letting her control your emotions.
So what if you had to act like you weren’t absolutely in love with Sebastian at the party tonight?
So what if you couldn’t openly hang on him and kiss him?
You would get him all to yourself tonight and for the rest of your life, you were more than sure of that.
Catalina wouldn’t be around forever.
She was temporary.
That relationship was a movie and you too had a part to play.
And you’d play it well.
If only for Sebastian’s sake.
“It’s alright, seriously.” You smiled, one you hoped reassured him, “It’s only for a little bit. She won’t be around forever.”
He was quiet for a moment, studying you carefully through the camera before speaking up, “I love you, you know that?”
“I do.” You grinned, “And did you know I love you too?”
He nodded, a smile growing across his handsome face, “I do.”
“Good, now.” You finished the last of your touch-up and sprayed a little perfume on your neck and wrists, “I’m gonna go. I gotta swing and grab that cake and then I’ll be on my way to you.”
“Okay.” He blew you a kiss, “Drive safe. See you soon.”
“Time me.” And with a wink you ended the call.
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As soon as you stepped through the door, you were completely bombarded. You barely had time to blink before your bag and the cake were being pulled from your hands, and then you were being drawn into a million different hugs.
“Wow.” You laughed, finally making it through the warm greetings, “Quite the welcome committee you have.”
“You’re the last to arrive.” Your friend Josie took your hand, leading you in the direction of the kitchen, “Go ahead and make a plate. Everyone else is eating throughout the living room and sunroom.”
“Momma.” A little voice called from the other room, “Momma!”
She rolled her eyes playfully, a big grin splitting across her face, “Duty calls. I’ll save you a seat.”
And with that she left you alone in the kitchen.
You weren’t super close with Josie but you’d been here enough over the last couple years to find your way around her kitchen. You snagged a plate from the cupboard and trailed over to the island like a horse to a carrot. You were starving and there were so many options spread across the counter top, you didn’t even know where to start.
Just as you leaned over to pick out a few taco shells, a pair of arms snaked around your waist and drew you back against a familiar hard body.
“Sebastian.” You chided softly, shivering as he began trailing open mouthed kisses up the side of your neck. You set your plate on the counter and halfheartedly bat his hands away, suddenly feeling weak in the knees, “You can’t just do that. Anyone could walk in…”
“You look so gorgeous, baby.” One more little kiss to the skin beneath your jaw and he was spinning you around, crushing you to his chest. “I missed so much today.”
You giggled, cheeks flaming bright pink. “You saw me this morning.”
Despite knowing you could get caught—knowing the risk, you found yourself wrapping your arms over his shoulders and rolling up on your toes to connect your lips with his for a sweet, drawn out kiss.
He groaned against your lips when your fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck, giving it a deliberate tug.
You tugged again and used his following gasp to your advantage, slipping your tongue into his mouth to tangle with his own. You lost yourself in the kiss, as you always did—pressing your body closer to his, so close you could feel his heart beating against your breast.
“Get a room.”
You jolted back, practically throwing yourself across the room, as far away from Sebastian as you could get in only a few seconds.
“Jeez.”
You lifted your head to find the birthday boy standing in the entryway, a knowing smirk on his lips.
He strolled further into the room, towards Sebastian. “You’re lucky it was me that walked in.”
“Fuck off.” Your boyfriend laughed, brushing Tommy off when he threw an arm over his shoulder, “I can kiss my girlfriend when I want to.”
“Tell that to that barbie bitch out there.” He nodded his head towards the living room with a chuckle, “She’s telling everyone and anyone who will listen all about how obsessed you are with her and how it was love at first. She’s yammering complete and utter bullshit.”
You watched with a baited breath as Sebastian’s entire body went rigid, “What?”
Tommy shook his head, giving a little shrug of his shoulders as he spooned a bit more rice and beans on his plate, “She’s a real bitch that one. I’ve dealt with her for all of thirty minutes and I already want to bash my head against the wall. I can’t even imagine what it must be like for you.”
“Fuck.” Sebastian groaned, scrubbing a hand down his face, “I’m sorry, baby. I’ve gotta go deal with that.”
He shot you an apologetic smile over his shoulder and disappeared through the door.
Tommy said your name softly, “It’s good to see you. Thanks for coming.”
You smiled, “Of course. Wouldn’t miss it… Though it’s probably going to be a long night.”
“Yeah.” He grinned, pulling you into a half side hug when you came to stand next to him at the island and picked up your discarded plate, “But we’ll make it fun.” He gave your shoulder a little squeeze, eyes flashing with mirth, “Promise.”
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You hid your smile behind your glass, watching as Catalina shoved herself away from the table before storming off into the restaurant.
The moment she was out of sight, it was like a weight had been lifted from everyone's shoulders and everyone relaxed.
Finally, you could breathe again.
Catalina had made everyone uncomfortable all night.
When you’d sang Tommy ‘Happy Birthday’, she had loudly and rudely announced her birthday was coming up in the next few days too, and suddenly the cake you’d bought was being held in front of her face and at the end of the song, she was blowing out the candles.
You’d been forced to watch her hang all over your boyfriend at the party and then watch her pout whenever he brushed her off—which meant she was pouting and stomping around throughout the entire event.
It was embarrassing. You’d honestly gotten second hand embarrassment just witnessing her behavior, you couldn’t even imagine what Sebastian must’ve felt all night long.
Some people’s kids. Some people’s kids.
Fortunately, only the close knit group of friends ended up going out on the party bus so Sebastian was free to be around you–to touch you and kiss you as long as you were both careful in public.
You were more than a little relieved that Josie had rented out the back patio of a restaurant to enjoy drinks away from the general public’s watchful eye.
“Sebastian.” You followed the voice to find Tommy lifting his beer from at the end of the table, “I’m so sorry you have to deal with that man.”
Your lover laughed a little, shaking his head, “You should feel sorry for me.” He scrubbed a hand down his face, “She’s much worse. Her behavior tonight was pretty typical—tame.”
“Did she leave for good?” You spoke up, eyes darting from him to the door she stormed through.
He nodded, fingers trailing over the little patch of hair on his chin. Since he didn’t have a beard at the moment, he didn’t have anything else to run his fingers over. “She got an Uber back to the house.”
“Damn.” You tsked softly, “I was hoping she’d go to her cousins again.”
Sebastian stood from his seat across the table, his expression unreadable, and walked around the table before slipping into the empty seat next to you. He took your hand in his, tugging you toward him. You plopped in his lap, his arms looping tightly around you waist to pull you back into his chest.
“Well, hello.” You smiled, turning your head to press your lips to his in a soft, short kiss. “I missed you.”
His eyes twinkled with mirth in the fairy lights hung over your head, a sly smirk tugging at the corner of his pink lips, “I’ve been right here all night.”
You playfully smacked his chest, causing him to laugh, “Shut up, you.” You relaxed back into him, head lolling back against his shoulder. He tightened his arms around you and layed a sweet kiss on your temple, “You know what I mean. It was awful not being able to touch you and–”
“Hang all over me?” Sebastian offered you, smirk growing, “I missed you too.”
“Hey.” You scowled, struggling to fight back a smile, “Don’t act like you don’t love when I hang on you—Don’t act like you don’t hang on me right back.”
“Mhmm.” He buried his face in your neck, pressing little kisses to the skin beneath your jaw, his hands trailing up down your side, squeezing your hips, “Do you want to get out of here?”
You felt heat creep up your cheek, your panties growing wetter and wetter with every touch and soft kiss to your skin, “Yeah. Take me home, handsome.”
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Not even twenty minutes later you found yourself standing only in your little, lace panties at the edge of the bed. Nothing more than a trembling, needy puddle at that moment.
You wanted it so bad. Needed him so badly.
A groan rumbled through Sebastian’s chest before he buried his face in the crook of your neck, rutting his throbbing bulge harder into your ass. His hands trailed up your trembling body to grope your breasts, pausing every so often to pinch and twist your pebbled buds between his expert fingers.
“Please.” You whimpered, hips rocking desperately into his, the needy ache in your core almost unbearable. All thoughts vanished from your head, replaced by an instantaneous urgency to be filled. “Please, Sebastian.”
“It’s okay, baby.” He shushed you softly, planting one last little kiss to your flushed cheek before he stepped back. “I’m trying to take my time with you.”
A pitiful whine slipped from your bitten lips before you even had the chance to stop it. The sudden loss of his firm, warm body and the friction of his covered cock, sent you spiraling so fast you nearly cried.
Sebastian didn’t give you the opportunity to protest. A blinked and you found yourself pinned across the bed, your bare breast pressed to the cool sheets, hips digging harshly into the bottom bed frame, and your toes just barely skimming the floor.
“Just relax, honey.” He cooed, breath fanning against your lower back as his fingers hooked on the band of your panties, tugging them sensually down your legs as he dropped to his knees behind you. “I want dessert first.”
A strangled moan tore through your chest when his teeth sunk harshly into your left ass cheek and as if they had a mind of their own, your hips jolted back into his face, a fresh wave of slick dripping from your aching core and down the insides of your thighs.
You cried out when a loud smack echoed throughout the quiet room, followed by a pleasant sting radiating across the right side of your plushy behind.
Sebastian tutted softly to himself, both hands skimming up the sides of your thigh, holding you still as he dipped forward to plant a kiss on the reddening skin. “That wasn’t very nice, pretty girl… Almost knocked my teeth.”
You swallowed thickly, tilting your head to the side until your cheek rested against the bed, willing yourself to relax and surrender to his complete control. “I-,” You couldn’t see him but from the heat in his tone and way he was kneading the plush of your ass he was strung out and moments away from losing his composure. “I’m sorry.”
An amused hum rumbled up from his chest, thick fingers sliding up to dig harshly into your cheeks, pulling the jiggly flesh apart to expose your slick and shiny core to his hungry eyes, “Jesus Christ.” He gave a little delightful laugh, hot breath fanning across your cunt, causing you to clench around nothing and soft whine to tumble from your bitten lip, “You’re fucking soaked, sweetheart.”
You give a little wiggle of your hips, a futile attempt to tempt him as a wave of heat crawled up your neck and settled over the apples of your cheeks. You felt so vulnerable in that moment, in the best kind of way.
He saw you.
He always did.
And he liked it too. If the way he was on his knees for you, panting like that, fingers gripping you like you were moments away from disappearing before his very eyes, was any indication.
“Mmm.” Your core tightened in anticipation as his hot breath fanned over your wet folds, closer now, and his fingers slipped down to pull your puffy lips apart further, “Gorgeous.” He cooed softly, dipping down to press a light kiss to your clit. “Look at this perfect little pussy.”
“S-Sebastian!” You gasped out, spine arching as he planted an open mouth kiss to your swollen bud before his tongue darted out to lick a long strip up your slit. “Oh, God.” Your eyes rolled back in your head, hands scrambling for purchase in the comforter beneath you as he lapped at your slick, dragging the warm, wet muscle down to flick over your sensitive nub. “Please.”
An appreciative groan rumbled against you and molten heat tore through you, settling deep in your naval as he got to work, sucking your swollen clit into his hot, wet mouth.
“Oh.” Your hips rocked back against his face when his tongue slipped up to poke at your weeping hole, thrusting it shallowy into your velvety walls. “God—fuck. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
Sebastian moaned into you, large hands snapping up to grasp your hips, rolling you over his face and you got with the program pretty damn quick, one hand reaching back to tangle in his tousled hair as you rutted your hip back against his face.
You nearly sobbed when his tongue slipped out, returning to flick your clit, tracing intricate patterns over the swollen nerve as a finger skimmed down from your hip to circle your little hole.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” You chanted out, slick body sliding across the cool marble with every desperate grind of your hips. “Please. Give it to me. Oh, please.”
“I love it when you beg.” Sebastian mumbled against you before his warm, wet mouth wrapped around your clit, giving it a messy and salacious kiss as he thrust two thick fingers into your pulsing hole.
“‘You’re gonna make me cum.” You gasped out, thighs beginning to tremble as the coil tightened in your naval and your vision began to swim. “Oh. Oh, god.” And then he crooked his fingers, brushing the pads of them perfectly against the spongy spot inside you. “Haah…Fuck…. Right there, Oh! Right there!”
He doubled his efforts, fingers working quicker over your g-spot, mouth sucking harder on your pulsing bud. Sebastian was always a messy eater but nothing could have ever prepared for the sounds he made as he feasted on you and how they echoed through the spacious room.
“Want you to cum on my face.” He grunted, hot tongue darting out to lick languidly and lap at your swollen bud. “Make a mess, baby. Can you do that for me? Can you cum on my tongue and fingers?”
“Yes, God, yes.”
“That’s it. Good girl.” He added another finger, thrusting them rapidly in and out of your velvety walls, curling them with each pass over that special spot. “Give it to me, gorgeous.” He panted out, voice low and thick with desperation.
Sebastian’s lips wrapped around your clit again, giving it a harsh suck as he shook his head from side to side and you shattered.
A sound you’d never made before—something between a wail and a groan, tore through your chest and the coil snapped. Your entire body tightened around his fingers, vision swarming and ears ringing as you sagged bonelessly against the bed.
He worked you through it, slipping his fingers out as his tongue dipped down to lap at the creamy slick gushing from your pulsing core, his thumb rubbing expanding circles on your oversensitive bud to prolong your mind shattering release.
“God damn, baby.” He laughed, giving your ass a delightful little smack as he rose to his feet and draped himself over your damp back, littering kisses along the side of your face and down your neck. “You did so fucking good, gorgeous.”
You mumbled incoherently, head still fuzzy and your heart thumping rapidly in your chest as you struggled to catch your breath and gather your bearings.
“The way you were humping my face—Fuck… Just about came in my pants.” He buried his face in the crook of your neck, sucking and licking at the skin there as he rolled his hips against yours. “God, do you have any idea what you do to me?”
You moaned softly in response, one hand flying back to grasp his hip, tugging at the band of his black briefs as you pressed your ass harder against his covered length.
“I gotta fuck you, baby.” He groaned, one hand swiftly drew the fabric down his thighs, freeing his thick, leaking length. “Need to be inside you so bad.”
“Fuck me.” Your plea turned into a gasp, shaking body jolting forward as he skimmed the fat of his cock through your slit, coating himself in your slick. “Please. Oh, god.”
Sebastian didn't give you any warning, grasping your hips and yanking you back as he thrust forward, burying himself fully in your warm, wet cunt, splitting you open.
You cried out, hands scrambling for purchase as your vision swam. No matter how well he prepped and stretched you beforehand, you wouldn’t ever get used to the size of him.
“Fuckkkk.” He breathed out, fingers biting harshly into the flesh of your hips as the front of his hips met the smooth skin of your ass. “Need a minute. Holy fuck.”
You wiggled impatiently, a pathetic whine spilling from your swollen lips as you struggled to fuck yourself back on his cock. Your toes were off the ground and you had nothing to steady yourself, he was in complete control.
“Impatient little thing, aren’t ya?” He chuckled, one hand remained on your hip as his other danced up your spine, leaving goosebumps in his wake. He pressed down on your upper back, forcing you harder into the sheets. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of ya.”
Your wailing moan pierced through the air when his hips snapped forward again, cock sinking up to the hilt. He sets a brutal pace, fucking you hard and fast, his heavy balls tapping your swollen clit with every deep, deliberate thrust.
“So fucking tight.” He grit out, fingers biting painfully into your hips as he pushed and pulled you with every purposeful flex of his hips, cock pistoning in and out of your warm, wet channel. “Feels so good, baby. This pretty pussy was made for me.”
Your slick, limp body slid further across the bed with every punishing thrust, incomprehensible babbles and whines spilling from your lips as your lover lost himself in your pulsing cunt.
“Who’s making you feel good?” Sebastian leaned forward to wrap an arm around your middle, angling your hips higher and you cried out, the fat head of his cock bumping the spot that made stars burst behind your eyes with every thrust. “Who’s pussy is this? Hmm?”
When you didn’t respond, he pressed his chest to your back, keeping the steady, brutal rhythm of his thrusts as his free hand slid up to wrap around your throat, “Answer me.” His lips skimmed across your upper back, pausing to sink his teeth into the smooth skin of your shoulders, his pace never faltering, “Tell me your mine. Tell me.”
“I’m yours.” You mewled out, eyes rolling back into your head as your pleasure began to crest, thighs trembling and cunt tightening around his twitching cock in waves. “I’m yours. Gonna cum. You’re gonna make me cum.”
“That’s right.” He panted out, burying his face in the crook of his neck, his entire large body covering your much smaller one as he picked up the pace, thrusts growing erotic and sloppy. “Cum for me. Need you to cum with me.”
He sounded just as wrecked, if not more so, as you were and the sight of him alone when you stole a peek at him over your shoulder, was enough to send your barreling over the edge.
His brows were furrowed in concentration, head hanging, jaw slack, and eyes clenched shut as his entire body rolled over yours. His hair was flying in every which direction, his skin was shimmering with a thin layer of sweat in the dim light, and you swore you’d never see anything more beautiful than him in that moment as he completely lost himself in the pleasure only you could provide.
A hoarse cry was his only warning before your body convulsed beneath his as you came again, walls clenching so tightly you milked him of his own orgasm. One hand held your hip in a bruising grip, the other tightening around your throat as he flexed his hips forward one last time, pressing his cock as deep as possible before emptying himself in your cunt with a breathless shout of your name.
“Fuck.” He croaked out before collapsing on you, his entire body weight pressing you harder into the pleasantly soft bed, softening cock still buried in your twitching core as you both took a minute to compose yourselves.
“Holy…”
“Yeah.” You laughed a little, body completely boneless beneath his and your legs shaking a little, “Holy.”
“Give me a minute.” He choked out, burying his face in your back, “I’ll be ready to go again.”
You giggled breathlessly, deliberately clenching around his softened length just to hear him groan, “You better, Stan. I’m not through with you yet.”
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I don't have super coherent thoughts about this but. Stuff like Dorothy asking Sophia what she'd do if she had a gay kid, Dorothy being friends (and v protective) of Jean who she's known since college (it being canon that Dorothy knows the details of Jean's coming out journey), Sophia multiple times basically assuming Dorothy is queer, the time Blanche assumes Dorothy is confessing feelings for her. IK that a lot of it was the writers weirdly mean attitude about Bea's looks (she's gorgeous, I hate that she was always made to feel ugly and unwomanly) but that doesn't subtract from the subtext existing that in-show there is definitely pretext for Dorothy being queer (/other people thinking she is).
YESS you're absolutely right anon!! There's so much queer subtext in the show, especially (but not even only) surrounding Dorothy.
You could write a lot of it off as "queer jokes for comedy purposes" but even so, it's especially prevalent with Dorothy, and even a part of some of the storylines that are treated more seriously (like the Jean storyline, but I'd also argue her marriage with Stan, who knocked her up when she didn't even feel remotely attracted to him. We don't know how her life would've turned out if that hadn't happened!)
The writers' attitude towards Bea's looks was so weird, yeah! She's beautiful! I'm pretty sure it was because every character needed a Thing for the writers to joke about (Rose being a ditz, Blanche a slut, Sophia a stubborn old lady) and there wasn't much in Dorothy's personality to latch on to, so they had to pick something superficial (and not necessarily true)? So honestly I'm not 100% sure the queer subtext surrounding Dorothy stems purely from the way they make fun on her looks? I may be wrong but it might just be that the writers needed something to make fun of -- and looks tend to be the go-to thing when there isn't much else to ridicule!
Anyway thank you for sending an ask, anon <3 so sorry I went on a bit of a tangent here ahah. I loved reading your thoughts (and if you ever have any more, you know where to find me -- and my ask box ;)
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I want to talk some points abt new jeans
They really just came out of nowhere like literally no teasers, no nothing. Directly released 2 songs with tons of videos on 70M subscribed hybe channel and those 2 songs are super catchy. 1 song is a ballad. Kpop world loved them like really really loved them and they released another title song along with releasing all the songs digitally and while that song was catchy, the lyrics are controversial (that the company gave am absurd explanation it's really laughable) The songs were hit on the korean side but I don't know much abt charts and how they impact their variety shows so I won't talk abt k- side but internationally their songs were on all popular playlists (both AM and spotify) and ofcourse all kpop playlists. So even if you are not a hybe Stan or doesn't engage much in kpop spaces online you will someway or other listen to their song and get hooked. They have 14 or some songs and had 6 songs reach 33M ppl so yeah. Without TTH, their latest comeback single made 1.4M or less than 2M (almost an year after debut) and had the peak of nearly 5M after adding to tth and tiktok heating and that song has like 5% korean so there's that.
Newjeans and 5050's cupid reminds me of "you think you got taste, oh baby how do you know" because you can't escape their songs even if you don't engage with kpop because it was that crazy
and when it comes to jk
he had more or less same things happen BUT he also happens to be a part of world's biggest band's popular member who was teasing solo music for years so he reached craaazy heights like fastest to achieve 1b on spotify
Thanks for giving insights on New Jeans! I really appreciate it.
I have a small task for those who are reading this in the end of this answer, so please read-
The points you made are totally valid. New Jeans songs are definitely very catchy like i said in that post. And their label definitely invested in playlisting too. + Tiktok heating because those songs are indeed tiktok friendly.
As for Cupid song, it was exposed that their CEO paid some million won to Tiktok to push that song. (The song definitely had viral potential and they recognised that). This news actually changed my entire perspective on tiktok heating. Sure, some songs are just organically viral, but I realised tiktok had reached that level of power and influence that labels are now paying tiktok (like they pay for streaming platforms and radio) to push their songs. So I won't be surprised if Hybe did something similar for Super Shy or other songs. (Again, i repeat, these are songs with viral potential and that's why the push was successful, even without remixing the original song)
It's true, Jungkook's high numbers came not only from the playlist, radio and tiktok push, but also as a result of the already present massive army fanbase. But it's also true, that the songs got some local acceptance BECAUSE they are in English.
That's why in that post I said that BTS's fanbase comes mainly from the story and concept they sell. One needs to invest their mind and time. There are not a lot of BTS songs that a local will listen to and think - oh let me put it in my playlist quickly because their songs are simply soo different from what the west grew up listening to. And I still believe that b-sides have a bigger potential than some main tracks.
Okay, fuck it. Let's try to name some BTS songs or parts of BTS songs that have viral potential on tiktok-
1. Blood sweat and tears melody, sped up (thank you jimin) - sexy dance challenge
2. Disease bridge (thank you Jimin) - anime edits, nightscape edits, racing cars/bikes
3. If i ruled the world chorus - shopping haul, daily life, hustle
4. Coffee chorus - couple themes
5. Just one day chorus- already viral in the kpop side
6. Outro: love is not over
7. House of cards (instrumental in the beginning)
8. Pied piper (ooh I'm taking over you part) - thirsty edits
9. 134340 (intro instrumentals)
10. So what bridge + drop ( for transitions)
11. Serendipity vocal run (sped up)
12. Black swan orchestral instrumentals
Do you have more ideas..?
Audio editors that make mashups can bring so many more ideas. So much potential. It will be difficult to make bts songs viral without some editing- mashup, speed up, drops, adding beats etc
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Happy new year everyone!
Only a few hours left until we turn our back to whatever was going on in 2022 and start living in 2023, which is hopefully going to be as uneventful and boring as possible.
Since I was curious, I decided to let this Heritage blog run through the tumblr year in review, just to see how many Heritage posts there already are, how the Sexyman tournament played into all this e.t.c.
Unfortunately I didn't knew how I could change the Language on it, meaning that I had to go through the entire thing and translate everything from German to English manually. If you find any mistakes you know why.
That being said, here it is:
I posted 526 times in 2022!
316 Posts made (60%)
210 Posts reblogged (40%)
Blogs which I reblogged from the most:
@layton-heritage-posts
@taranza-stan
@marioheritageposts
@laytonsuggestion
@wolfofohu
I have tagged 421 of my posts in 2022!
Only 20% of my posts didn't have tags.
#not a heritage post – 177 Posts
#ask – 137 Posts
#professor layton – Posts
#professor layton and the true sexyman – 90 Posts
#layton heritage posts – 87 Posts
#image – 87 Posts
#luke triton – 49 Posts
#layton heritage post – 44 Posts
#text – 30 Posts
#lost future – 22 Posts
Longest Tag: 138 characters
#and normally i do that by searching for professor layton on everyone who followes me and see if there is anything heritage worthy on there
My top posts in 2022:
#5
Slowly but surely we are reaching the conclusion of this Tournament, and our remaining participants are ready to give everything they have in round 3!
The semi-finals take place out in the wide fields of England, in a town that has quite a significant place in the heart of our Professor and especially his apprentice. Known for its thick fog, it’s folktales, and the huge archeological found that is the Golden Garden, Misthallery is a place full of mystery’s and puzzles. Unfortunately though, the rumors of the Golden Garden also attracted the attention of one person in particular, who used the tale of the specter’s call to scare the townsfolk so that they can dig for the Garden themselves. This very same person is still in the contest, so it shouldn’t come as a surprise that the residents of misthallery aren’t all that happy to see this masked man back in their town. But of course, that isn’t going to stop him.
Round 3, the semi-finals, will start on the 03.11!
145 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 1. Dezember 2022
#4
Round 1 Starts now!
Vollständigen Eintrag ansehen
153 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 27. November 2022
#3
Professor Layton and the Ikea Furniture Assembly
The new hit 25 hour long layton game that consists of only 5 999 Picarat puzzles. You will Cry.
158 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 18. Dezember 2022
#2
THE FINAL ROUND IS UPON US!!!
The poll is open for 24 Hours, there can only be one winner here!!
236 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 6. Dezember 2022
My #1 of the year 2022
Ok everyone, get ready and hold on to your seat because I’m about to tell you the winner of Professor Layton and the True Sexyman:
With a difference of 164 votes, our new top Sexyman is…
Jean Descole!
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Someone i trust with my whole heart was in contact with the mom (long before the screenshots were out) and knows for a fact that all the things that were said in the screenshot are true. That doesn’t make the screenshots real (even tho I believe it’s real) but the things Louis allegedly told her are true and they are all included in these messages that we can see in the screenshot. Nothing about El or Louis being scared of larries btw, that’s bs and the mom denied it, too. Maybe consider the possibility that the baby is his. You don’t need to hold on to bbg in order to believe Larry was or is real. It’s not that hard to understand this.
Wait a minute, Louis has been denying Larry, saying he’s straight, talking about megirlfriend Eleanor and melittlelad for 28 years now! Seriously, what’s new?
Give me one good reason why him going by Louis Tomlinson™️ protocol talking to a random fan should now lead me to think that Louis has been a father all along, maybe he was a bit of a dick for feeding the idea he wasn’t, that Billie Jean shirt was just a prank (Fredster will find that super funny one day) or sending a birthday tweet to a 6 year old on an app for 17+ that is precisely 28 words long where he praises his kindness and doesn’t exactly scream ‘coming from the heart’, but it’s just a prank for fans bro, and maybe it’s totally normal that your one night stand and you not only don’t know what safer sex is, but that she was also enrolled in a fertility program all along, yearning for motherhood, after years of waiting?
The real fucked up thing I see, is that Twarries like you stan a man like that and go around trying to make him look like the biggest fucking asshole, just so you don’t have to cope with Louis’ cruel closeting.
The other fucked up thing I see, is that Louis doesn’t seem to get out of this shit anytime soon and he’s probably having a really hard time that people could think he’s a shit dad. And it breaks my heart for him.
In reference like this.
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So while dropping streaming screenshots on this jimin focused acc on twitter I saw this post about the alleged jimin and Normani collaboration. They said that they hope it's not true because she basically has no fans and pjms will have to carry the streams just like we did in Angel pt1.
Now I didn't know that there are some pjms who felt like this. Who worry more about streams than the art it's self. But then there are these types of stans in every fandom, one cares about the art more than the streams and one care about the streams more than the art because they would have something to brag about in fandom wars
But most jimin fans love him because of his artistry. But there are those who didn't like smfpt2 and FACE as whole because they didn't like the concept of the album and the sound as whole. Those stans remind me of these stans that think jimin no longer looks pretty because now he's "manlier", that jimin's style is boring because he's no longer wearing loose shirts and skinny jeans. These type of stans need to let go and be open to change. FACE is very different from what I thought it would be but jimin is versatile that's why he's the king of kpop. His current style is more than okay, it suits him it's within the current trend. People should stop living in the past. These type of people are the ones that still think Bangatan from 2018 is the same as the current bangtan. Saying jimin has lost his youthfulness because he looks "manlier" now. He's 27 and he looks younger than all BTS members idk what some people are trying to say and the hair colour has alot to do with how he looks that's just it and he's allows to grow old he's not something you can project. He's human and most people who say this look older than their real age
Back to Normani. I would kill for their Collab rn. Because not only would he give her the biggest song in her whole career but the choreography in that song. The vocals the visual. Normani is mad gorgeous, I imagine them doing something like "how we roll" by Ciara and CB. And talking about Chris Brown as much as there's alot going on in his career a Collab between him and jimin would slap like cold water on a freezing day. Imagine them paying tribute to MJ because jimin and Bruno are such a reach this one would also do.
If jimin and normani could collab that would legitimately be the best song of that year I don't imagine something better than that because it would be mad. And I also want jimin to venture into afrobeats because his voice+ afrobeats=heaven. But I think namjoon is most likely going to do so than him because Davido follows him so idk idk. And whilst on Namjoon Love is war by Thomas Austin sounds like more of his sound if he could do something like this then maybe he can pull these numbers he's so desperately trying to pull.
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Plotting and Starter call. Caping only the starters at 3 each just to start.
Logan Howlett - Formal Ware (here)
Logan is far from the social butterfly of the X-Men group. Honestly, if his daughter and friends hadn't been there, he would have stayed out of it. But he wanted to be there in case something bad happened. He is currently single so he doesn't have a date and is open to leaving with someone. (He is pansexual so anyone that vibes is a go.)
(Starter count 4/3: Drogon, Diana, Jean, Kate)
Renfri Vellga - Warrior Queen (here)
Balls such as this use to be a staple to Renfri in her younger years. So hearing of the chance to attend one again filled her with excitement. Tonight she is unofficially reclaiming the role she was born for and dressing as a warrior Queen. Her lost long locks now restored by extensions. She is going solo but is ready to dance, flirt and drink the night away. Renfri is single, Bi and also open to leaving with someone.
(Starter count 1/3: Craig )
(Reply count 1/?: Yennifer, Aziraphale)
Coop Halliwell - Formal ware / Cupid (here)
Coop will be celebrating hard tonight! He is so relieved and happy to have his wife and daughters together in one spot. He will be happily going with his wife Phoebe Halliwell and looks forward to as many father / daughter dances as he can get.
(Starter count 2/3: PJ, Peyton)
(Reply count 2/?) Phoebe, Andy.)
Iroh - Dragon of the west (here)
Iroh was thrilled at the thought of this party. So much so he instantly ran out to get a costume of his favorite "mythological" being, a dragon. He is going alone and is single but wouldn't mind flirting and taking someone back to the tea shop for a late night brew.
(Starter count 4/3: Aang, Xie Lian, Mac, Zuko)
(Reply count 1/?: Toph, Aang)
Lisa Snart - Figure Skater (here)
Lisa had been indecisive to the max on her decision to go to the party. Though, after a last minute reminder that she'd try to enjoy life on a more personal level, she finally decided to go at the last minute. Not having time to put much together, she grabs one of her skating outfits, white boots and obtains a mask along the way. Although she is going alone and has a femme fatal flirty disposition while in public, she is being true to herself tonight. Relying on the safety of her mask. She is Demisexual and needs to build a strong emotional bond and trust before she goes beyond a kiss and flirting.
(Starter count 3/3: Emily, Yuri, Yuuri)
Mara Jade - Herself, A Jedi (here)
Mara wasn't overly excited but she wasn't hesitant to come either. Though she believed this was a good opportunity to officially wear her Jedi outfit and evaluate the reactions if any. She may dance with a few people between bouts of sneaking around and observing; but nothing that draws major attention to herself. However, the sith vibes in the air will increase her desire and urge for a fight. She is going alone and if anything will either leave without saying goodbye to anyone, network with other force sensitives or go find a fight somewhere.
(Starter count 3/3: Leia, Han, Vex )
Ted Tonks - Formal ware (here)
Ted is recently aware and ready to celebrate his new lease on life. While most of his dances are reserved for his wife and daughter, he's open to having dances full of silly energy with his friends. He is also hoping to possibly add even more friends to his life as well.
(Starter count 1/3: Max B.)
(Reply count 2/?: Helga, Nymphadora, Andromeda,)
Fili - Iolaus (here)
While Fili has still not regained his memories; the true spirit of his people still runs strong within him. He is ready to party like a wild man. Though he is going alone, he does hope to spend time with those who claim to know him. While he still doesn't fully believe, he is growing to accept it more and more. Fili is also pansexual, single and also open to leaving with someone as long as they get along well.
(Starter count 3/3: Dobby, Bree, Ainsley)
Stan - A bird (here)
Even Stan without his memories isn't exactly the life of the party; yet still desires a fun time. When he read that he could come fully incognito, he was slightly excited as his anxiety faded a bit. This felt safer than just going in a regular suit where everyone can see who you are. He is going alone and will most likely leave alone. Though a bit of awkward Bi panic flirting isn't out of the question. At the end of this highly social time he will probably retreat to the quiet and peaceful haven that is his home to snuggle with his dog and bird.
(Starter count 3/3: Oliver, Leanor, Richie)
(Reply count 2/?: Bill, Bev)
Johanna - Miranda from "The Tempest" (here)
Johanna had never been to a party before, so she jumped at this chance with nervous enthusiasm. She had so much fun just picking out her costume alone that she thought she'd burst. Though she is nervous and worried about making a fool of herself; she still wants to participate in every aspect of the event that she can. It helps her feel more secure that she is attending with her father. Its the first big event she has ever attended with him since being reunited. She is single and interested in exploring and discovering herself in terms of romance. As previously she was only told who to like and who to marry. So while she wouldn't go home with anyone tonight, she is interested in gaining a foundation for a beautiful romance.
(Starter count 2/3: Neil, Myrcella)
(Reply count 2/?: Jo, Sweeney)
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These are the most trustworthy videos and youtubers for kpop idols plastic surgery in case someone wants to have a deep analysis, I have noticed everytime someone talks about minors debuting or how they dont like stanning minors, a bunch of teens come saying "you are just jelaous they are being idols at that age", these teens who idolize their fav idol who is around same age as them, always try to live their "teen idol/celebrity fantasy" through their fav, and will turn a blind eye to any dark side of the industry that they had to go through such as EDs, diets or plastic surgery, just because accepting it destroys this whole parasocial relationship of relatability and living through your fav as if they were an extension of you (or maybe they are just still too innocent to realize kpop is not full of positivity as it portraits) I say this because I have noticed the same pattern with New Jeans (dont accept MHJ controversy), Baby monster (font accept the criticism about Chiquita's debut) and Wonyoung (dont accpet her PS and possible ED), like their fans cant take facts, and pretend their favs' lives are full of positivity.
For the ask happilyfancyunknown has sent, i completely understand how they feel and why they don't notice the changes (we tend to get used to how other people look, especially when we interact constantly with the content of that person), and even if we don't have the same opinions they really expose their point in a really respectful way, so im really thankful for that
But you are right with some fans out there, they go around spitting the "you are jealous" as if it was candy, and i understand that we want to think these idols are safe and successful because you only see what they want you to know and you care for them, but they need to listen to the people that are exposing the dark side of the industry.
Someone has mentioned that fans (the young and delulu) don't want real relatability because real relatability is harsh and they want to escape that, and I find that so true. And the problem i find with the negation they carry is that is hurtful not only for these young kids that are debuting but to the fans that feel affected by the imposed beauty standard and other issues that have an impact on them
Kids want their dreams to come true, they are only victims in this system, i only blame the "responsible" adults that take advantage of them. When i was the age of these idols i barely knew who i was and what i wanted, so i hope they at least, they have a good support system and manage in the future to know how to be in the real world
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As a multi Stan it is hard to watch the fandoms fight all the time so this is a list of the groups I stan:
💜Alt groups💜
BTS:army 4 years 9 months (jimin)
Stray kids:stay 3 yearsand 2 months (seungmin)
Txt:moa 3 years and months (beomgyu)
Le sserafim:Fearnot 3 and half years (kazuha)
🩵New into their fandom🩵
Seventeen:carat🥕 2 years 6 months (Dino)
Enhypen:engene 2 years and 8 months (jake)
Ateez:Atiny 1 year and 1 month (yunho)
Ive:Dive 1 year and 5 months (rei)
EXO:Eri/exo-L 1 year 6 months (no bias)
ITZY:midzy 2 years 3 months (yeji)
Block B:BBC 2 years and 4 months (jaehyo)
Pentagon:universe 5 months baby (jinho)
aespa:MY 3 months baby (karina)
NCT:NCTzen 1 year and 7 months (sungchan)
🤍People I listen to but not in their fandom yet🤍
(G)i-DLE: love their music
SHINee: I want to be apart of their fandom
Ph1harmony: want to tho they look so fun
Twice: dont know their fandom fully
New jeans: they have a fair amount of good music
Nmixx: haven't looked into them yet
Kard: they look like so much fun I want to be in their fandom so bad
💚Solo artist that I listen to💚
HWASA:music is just so good
IU: he music so filled with emotion is so nice
Somi: music is a vibe
Taemin: started listening after vibe it was so good
💔Exist out of the fandom💔
Black pink- a lot of toxic fans and they aren't doing enough on stage and they are doing stuff that aren't the best choices but idk that have some great songs
J park- has a lot of controversy that I'm not sure is true but I'm not going to take the risk I also am a minor so his concerts are a bit weird for me
🖤No hate to anyone please can we stop hating on the idols who did nothing wrong🖤
1) I don't ship and idols except for the ones together and minsung.
2) I don't talk bad about any group no hate toward anyone unless that are.
3) I haven't fallen in love with an idol we haven't met they don't know that is weird they are way older
4) don't ignore the other members of the group and only treat our bias correctly
5) always be respectful
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Ship it or Flip it: Your thoughts on Stucky
Ship it:
1 What made you ship it?
Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan's performances in the MCU. I've never read many of the Captain America/Winter Soldier comics because up until Chris Evans played Steve (and quite honestly, it took me a year or so after that), I never liked Steve. The AvX comics killed any chance of my liking him for a long time, but Chris' portrayal introduced me to a Steve I could (generally) like. I mean, Joss' bullshit lines ("There's only one god and he doesn't dress like that" and "Language") nearly killed my liking him again, and of course, there's Steve's idiot behavior prior to and during Civil War that nearly killed my like for him again. And I really didn't know much about Bucky other than when he was first created, he was essentially a Robin-esque character until they changed up his background to be the Winter Soldier.
But anyway, the two actors have such great chemistry and a great love and understanding of the characters that they sold not just their friendship but their undying love for one another that transcended the platonic. Where I truly couldn't and can't see Steve's "true love at first sight" (bullshit) for Peggy Carter (honestly, that whole set up is the same as the gross set up as Logan thinking that Jean Grey was the love of his life on first sight - there was as much emotional connection between those two as there was Steve and Peggy, and both women were irrationally jealous, and Peggy even shot at Steve out of jealousy, so), it was easy for me to see the love between Steve and Bucky as whole and healthy and truer than true. That's one of many reasons why Steve's ending choice in Endgame was a disappointing bullshit cop-out on the part of the directors.
2 What are your favorite things about the ship?
Steve's constant "Fight me" attitude and Bucky's "Oh fuck not again" attitude in regards to Steve's "Fight me" attitude. They've been friends and close long enough to just know each other, and even those new things they have to learn about each other (such as Steve post-serum and eventually Bucky post-Winter Soldier), they take generally in stride because this is the person each man loves the most in the world. In the same respect, no matter how much love there, neither is immune from snark and sarcasm and ceaseless teasing, and they know enough about each other dating back to the 30s to have plenty of ammunition. I love that they'll take on the world for each other and protect each other and save each other time and time again.
3 Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?
I can't really think of any of my opinions on this ship itself that are unpopular. I do think that Steve was entirely in the wrong for not telling Tony about Bucky or that Bucky killed his parents under conditioning and orders because I'm fully of the opinion that Tony, being the heart of the Avengers, would've vented for a moment and then offered everything he had to Steve to get Bucky back and to help him, but that's less about Bucky/Steve than it is Steve not communicating where he should've.
Ship it/Don't Ship it (or as I called it Ship it or Flip it).
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Lesbian Pulp Novels with Happy Endings, Part Two
It's a myth that all lesbian pulp novels ended tragically, with one of the women dying or going mad and the other marrying a man. Happy endings (where two women end up together) were uncommon, but appeared in books throughout the pulp era.
Here are seven from the last decade of pulp. Free links to the texts have been provided where available.
See part one here.
1. These Curious Pleasures by Sloane Britain, 1961.
“Sloane works as a secretary to a New York television producer. She lives in the Village and enjoys cruising the bars at night for one-night stands with women she doesn’t know. She has a few part-time lovers, but hasn’t found the woman who would steal her heart ... until she meets Allison, a young actress.” [link]
2. The Jealous and the Free by March Hastings, 1961.
This novel follows Michele, an inexperienced lesbian, and her budding relationship with her roommate Leda, and her difficulties in finding her way as a butch lesbian. [link]
3. The Sex Between by Randy Salem, 1962.
"Lee is a butch woman with many conquests under her belt. She pursues other women with abandon and has lesbian lovers all over town. Her only problem? No matter who she is with, she can’t stop thinking of Maggie. Maggie is sweet on Lee, too, but the matriarch of her family, Kate, has decided Maggie must marry in order to produce an heir to the family fortune. Lee knows she has fallen in love with Maggie, but the thought of giving up her freewheeling ways frightens her. Will Lee admit her feelings for Maggie in time to stop the wedding? Will Maggie defy her grandmother and give up a fortune for a chance at love and happiness with Lee?" [link]
4. Forbidden Sex by Joan Ellis, 1963.
Jean is a secretary in the film industry who supports her lying and philandering husband full time. She's tired of her unhappy marriage. When she meets an actress called Lee sparks fly, but Lee’s feelings are more than friendly. How will Jean react when Lee reveals her true feelings, and can Lee put love ahead of her career? [link]
5. Return to Lesbos by Valerie Taylor, 1963.
This steamy sequel to Stranger on Lesbos finds Frances, the heroine, stuck in an abusive marriage. She has given up on love when she meets Erika in a bookstore. Both have been damaged by life - can they find the strength to love again? [link]
6. Unlike Others by Valerie Taylor, 1963.
Jo has just ended a relationship with another woman, and decided she is going to focus on her career and stay away from women. Then she meets Betsy at work and all her resolutions go out the window. But Betsy is dating their boss, Stan ... [link]
7. Journey to Fulfillment by Valerie Taylor, 1963.
Erika, a Jewish survivor of a Nazi concentration camp, is adopted into a U.S. family. In the United States she is free to meet women and to explore her butch identity. A prequel to the Erika Frohmann series (Stranger on Lesbos, Return to Lesbos and A World Without Men). [link]
(Please note: These books were written at a time when lesbian relationships were taboo in the United States and may reflect prejudices of the era. They may also contain confronting themes like violence against women).
Source: The Lesbian Pulp Fiction Project
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don’t get me wrong im an eremika stan ALL THE WAY but im ngl, i don’t mind jeankasa (only after eren like,, yk. and i’m not a jeankasa shipper i just don’t hate it)
a little rant but- people act like “mikasa doesn’t deserve jean”/“jean deserves someone who will love him the way he should be loved” blah blah blah but like,,,, that’s such a bad take? yes, what mikasa and eren have is irreplaceable. true love, they’re soul mates, however you wanna put it- like, i agree. but that doesn’t mean she’s unable to love anyone after him? stop acting like once someone has lost the love of their life that they are incapable of loving anyone else the way they should be loved?? because that’s just so shitty,? and mikasa deserves to be happy again after eren dies. she’s allowed to love someone again, and out of anyone, jean is the best person for that. it’s not like she’s using jean as a place holder, and it’s not like jean is oblivious. he’s not stupid, like he knew eren too and he knows what eren was/is to mikasa and how much she loved/loves him.
#the way i see it is mikasa stayed in paradis and like found herself#and made peace with erens death#and when everyone got back they reconnected#and they kinda just slowly fell in love and their bond was stronger bc of everything they went thru#i feel like jean never stopped loving mikasa#like on the boat back he was fixing his hair and annie or reiner pointed it out asking if he was trying to impress anyone#and they just re kindled their relationship into something more#attack on titan#aot#shingenki no kyojin#mikasa#jean#eren#eremika#jeankasa
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