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blue-jisungs · 1 year

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Could you make a version of giving flowers but with enhypen? Love your writing! 🥺

giving them flowers ♡

a/n. thank you sm <3 i hope you enjoyed it!! i’m on my soft niki agenda :( AND POSTING THIS BC ENHA IS IN MY COUNTRY RN + LAST POST BEFORE BIG ANNOUNCEMENT WILL DROP TODAY

skz ver here :D

┆彡 HEESEUNG [ 희승 ]

you took him off guard, he got so flustered 🥹

would go speechless for a moment looking at you with those bambi eyes

screaming rn

he would hug n cover you in kisses like there’s no tomorrow <\\3

“hey, hee! i got you a little something!” you hummed, waltzing into his room with a bouquet of fresh flowers. you looked around, his dorm reassembling a literal man cave “i hope they’ll survive here though…”

“huh?” heeseung turned around, taking off his headset. his eyes widened when he noticed the colorful flowers “oh my goodness, i have the cutest girlfriend ever…”

before you realised, heeseung started covering your face with kisses giggling sweetly.

then he ran to grab a vase and put the flowers next to his gaming desk, looking at them wide a grin and hearts in his eyes.

this boy :(

he’ll take such gentle care of the flowers

even if the boys say that they’re “too girly”

(and he’ll just tease them that they are just jealous because they didn’t get flowers ;P )

┆彡 JAEYUN [ 재윤 ]

you wanted to gift your bf flowers just because!!

and you did when you had a moment alone

i’m crying he’s so cute

almost kissed u to death 🤕

“jake!!” you hummed, tapping his shoulder. jake turned around and his gaze shifted from the tv to you “those are for you!”

he took a spin and almost crushed the flowers when taking them from you. then he blinked repeatedly, making you giggle at his cuteness.

“those are so pretty? wait, do we have a vase?! you keep them in vase, right? thank you baby!” jake grinned and pecked your lips before running off to kitchen to grab a vase.

when he came back he made sure that every inch of your face was covered with obnoxiously loud kisses. because of that you didn’t catch his red ears.

brags abt the flowers on weverse for a whole day

even sent a photo of them to his mom ;(

but his heart almost jumped out of his chest, he didn’t know it was possible to love you even more

but even after such a simple gesture it turns out it was <3

┆彡 JONGSEONG [ 종성 ]

he’s such a precious human being so you actually fight the urge to give him flowers everyday

but once you did, on a random tuesday he felt his heart beating so fast he was afraid it will jump out of his chest

will literally melt

“baby?” you hummed, closing the door behind you. the soft strums of guitar stopped and were later followed by footsteps.

“coming! oh–” jay stopped in his tracks the second he saw a bouquet in your hands “should i be concerned?”

“what? no! i bought them for my lovely boyfriend” you cooed, cupping his cheek. jay gently took the flowers from you, his eyes filled with love. as he tried to gather his thoughts, a soft peck was placed on your hand.

“i should be the one who’s giving you flowers” he only managed to murmur. your giggles filled the room and jay swore his knees went weak.

“let me be a gentleman for once” you scoffed, rolling your eyes dramatically.

sets a pic of the flowers as his wallpaper ☹️

would give you all the flowers in the world if he could

he’s just so soft for you :(

smiles tenderly once someone mentions how pretty the flowers are, mumbling “not prettier than y/n though” underneath his breath

he’s just so perfect i love him i wanna cry

┆彡 JUNGWON [ 정원 ]

he thought he forgot about an anniversary or something (which is almost impossible because he remembers all the dates)

but then you just looked at him so sweetly he almost melted on the floor :(

has to take a few deep breaths to calm himself (it doesn’t work)

“wonie! say something!” you giggle. he said as staring at the bouquet in disbelief for the past five minutes. he shook his head, looking at you with curiosity

“did i do something…?” jungwon tilts his head. you sigh dramatically and hand him the flowers, only to peck his cheeks after

“except for being my lonely boyfriend who i love way too much? hm, no. those are for you. just because. do you like them?” you asked, eyes blinking with excitement. it took all of his willpower not to start screaming at your cuteness; however,

“i love them. they are beautiful” jungwon breathed out, his stomach swirling with butterflies.

be prepared to receive a 5x bigger bouquet though.

he also changed your name in his phone to my flower <3

(cries)

will glare at anyone who will even look at the flowers, he does not want them to get destroyed :(

┆彡 NISHIMURA RIKI [ にしむらりき ]

oh god he’s so precious i wanna hold him

it’s safe to say you’re riki’s first love and he just loves you so much

and vice versa

and once you decided to give him flowers! because why not

“knock knock is mr nishimura here?!” you knocked at the door from the practice room and peeked inside. jungwon told you he should be here and the leader was correct. riki smiled softly upon seeing your head and stopped the music.

while he did so, you whipped out the flowers from behind your back. niki turned around and slowly walked towards you, eyes wide.

“i got you flowers” you hummed. riki gently took them, looking at the soft petals in silence “you deserve them. you deserve the whole world, actually– riki?”

“i love you so much” he mumbled, eyes glassy. the love he felt was just too overwhelming, in a good way; and he couldn’t help tears that were falling down his cheeks.

“oh baby…” you smiled tenderly and hugged him, holding him close.

help.

ofc later we will threaten you not to tell anyone about it – and you don’t

but he’s so grateful for you 🥹

immediately sends the pic of flowers to his members (to tease them) and his mom (to ramble about you, for the fourth time that day)

┆彡 SUNGHOON [ 성훈 ]

i wanna strangle this mf to death (affectionate)

he was teasing you about the way he treats you like a princess and that you should do the same sometimes

so you went “whatever 😐”

little did he know that you remembered his words and made it your personal mission to spoil him for a day

starting with flowers teehee

sunghoon opened his eyes, the smell of something flowery and fresh filling the room. he rolled over to hide his face in your neck but… you weren’t there.

“yah, y/n…” he whined, voice sleepy when you cleared your throat dramatically.

“turn around, your highness” you teased and watched him lazily roll over (again), eyes landing on the fresh bouquet. in matter of seconds he became flustered, covering his face with the duvet “don’t hide your pretty face from me, princess, i woke up early for this”

he shot you a offended glare, peeking from under the cover.

“don’t call me a princess” he rolled his eyes dramatically but you just scoffed, his ears getting redder the longer he stared at the flowers.

sigh

he was joking and certainly did not expect you to be serious

esp with those pretty flowers, the petals in his fav colors

he loves you so much but please be careful with the princess treatment, i’m afraid his poor heart wouldn’t handle it 🥹

┆彡 SUNOO [ 선우 ]

sunoo was having a bad day

a horrible one, even

and that’s when you, an angel of a gf, walk in

sunoo was looking at the rain drops racing down the window, when the door suddenly opened. he turned his head around, kind of disappointed that it won’t be so quiet anymore but then he realised it’s you. all soaked with… flowers?

“hi baby! surprise?” you grinned and closed the door, struggling to take off the coat. sunoo sal most flew towards you, helping you to take it off and the tilted his head curiously. “i got you flowers! they reminded me of you and i just had to buy them. and deliver them”

“really?” sunoo pouted, cheeks warming up because truth be told those were the prettiest flowers he’s ever seen.

“really. now let’s cheer you up, hm? i can see you’re in a bad mood” you cooed, cupping his cheek which made him squeal because of how cold your hand were.

god he’s smiling like a fool (in love)

takes dozens of pics

guards the flowers from the boys like his life depended on it <\\3

he’s so madly deeply in love with you it’s insane ☹️

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dlstmxkakwldrlarchive · 5 months

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A Shawol met ONEW during his stay in Bali and shared her meeting!

Now that I'm sure Onew has left Bali, it's my story time! How I accidentally met my idol for 13 years, SHINee's Onew!!!

I don't know Onew will come to a public event in Bali, so I thought I will keep this story with me forever. But he was so kind to everyone, and I want to share this from a fan perspective that if you genuinely support someone, the universe will collide to help you meet them one day.

I came to Bali for work, and after a whole tiring week, I extended my stay with a few colleagues to have a little vacation. We wanted to eat Pho cause it's been raining a lot. Almost went to a different restaurant, but due to traffic, we changed it to a closer Vietnam restaurant in Canggu. I was sleepy the whole time until I saw a familiar-looking korean guy walked in front of my table. It took me a good 3 seconds to literally froze and gasp loudly knowing it was Jinki. My friend thought I lost smth (as usual) . They got startled as well, but can u blame me?

He sat right behind our table, and I went outside to catch some breath. No kidding, my heart stopped, I had goosebumps all over my body, and my hands were trembling hard. There was a bookstore right beside the restaurant, so I bought 2 postcards to write him a letter and maybe ask an autograph [...] (OP was sitting in front of ONEW and was very nervous) In the middle of that chaos, I tried to calmly write a letter on that postcard. I wanted to say a LOTTTTTTT of things, but nothing comes to mind than wishing him good health. [...] (OP tries not to make uncomfortable ONEW and just let it go, she goes on with her dinner normally, talks to her friends and tries not to stare ONEW. ONEW noticed her at the very end and her Boss said to her 'Go it's your time!')

🤓: Are you Onew by any chance?

🐰: *nods* sign?

🤓: Yes, *freeze* I'm SHINee fan since 2013

🐰: ^^ Do you have a pen?

🤓: Yes, yes. *give the marker*... Can I take a picture?

He makes a cute and pity face that says he can't. Tbh I expected just as much

🤓: That's okay😊 I understand

While he sign, my boss (note that he's an ahjusshi) told him "She was afraid to ask you before haha"

🐰: Ah really~ 😂 Do you have a cell phone?

🤓: Phone? What for?

🐰: Picture~

OP says he acted very kindly, said they had to retake their pic a few times, because she was nervous, her hands were trembling too but ONEW patiently stayed there until they got the perfect selfie

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#231121 #shinee #onew #lee jinki #jinki #long hair #with: shawol #fanaccs #hellothere95 #hard era

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hiorisgf · 1 year

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##OH EM GEE I'M INLOVE WITH A GOLD DIGGER!

↪In which, Chigiri confesses and now you're official.

You were broke.

The kind of broke where even if you turn your wallet upside down, not even a single cent would come out. So you cry and then realize you had a piggy bank, so you grow hopeful but that hope is quick to turn into despair because you realize your piggy bank is also empty save for the speck of dust that gathered inside. This was the kind of broke you were experiencing at the moment, and damn was it not fun.

"Oh my god, I'll be homeless!"

You laid your head on the table, grumbling about how easily money left your grasps. You were sure you managed your money well this time—ignoring the small trinkets you bought because you thought they were cute and cheap. (they were, but you ended up buying one too many that it almost cost as much as one designer bag from a famous brand. Although you haven't realized it, not one bit.)

"Should I sell my kidney? It's not like I need two anyway. Or maybe I'll sell my appendix to some shady scientist that wants to conduct research on it" you sighed, pondering the many ways to earn quick money. "Or maybe I'll just sell foot pics and hope someone gets attracted by them"

"You sure have some outlandish ideas, is this what happens when you run out of money and are struggling to make ends meet?"

You flinch when you hear the (un)pleasant voice of a man that had become (very)rich so suddenly. "Oh goodness!" you gasped, "Chigiri—who said you could enter my apartment without permission!"

Chigiri tilts his head in a sassy manner. "You were the one who gave me your spare keys dumbass, and I already knocked, ten times actually. But you never responded and just went on with your really loud grumbling so I entered.'' He sits down on the floor beside you, placing the plastic bag he brought on the table.

"Oh"

Chigiri sighs at your lack of response. "Here, eat your ice cream you love so much and cheer up or whatever."

"Thank you!" you sobbed. "you're the best."

You nibbled on the ice stick in silence. Whilst Chigiri takes your remote and turns on the tv to watch whatever he finds, was interesting enough.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be out practicing right now?"

"Are you kicking me out?"

"No, just curious. Can't I?"

He pauses the movie he had the audacity to watch on your tv. "I had a day off today, it's been a while since we last hung out together so I thought why not crash into your house."

"Oh." you stared at him in astonishment. "Damn, so you missed me?" you continued, a teasing lilt to your tone.

He pauses for a bit, and you relish in the five seconds you caught him off guard. "Yea, you got a problem with that?"

You choke. The exaggerated kind of choke you'd see in movies. "What? Are you being slash serious (/srs) right now?"

"Don't talk like that, you sound punchable when you do"

You place a hand on your chest, an expression mocking that of a hurt one appearing on your face "Now that's just rude and offensive!"

He rolls his eyes, but the small smile that plays on his lips tells you he's actually far from annoyed.

In the midst of the light bickering you exchanged with Chigiri, a realization comes and hits you right in the middle.

Chigiri was rich, right? Right??

Suddenly, you shut your mouth. Now staring at him with a look similar to that of determination, and a shiver runs down Chigiri's spine. (in a bad way) what kind of idiocracy did you think of this time?

"Chigiri Hyoma." ah there it is. Chigiri thinks, he was familiar with the formula you used before asking for something ridiculous. "What?"

"Would you mayhaps be interested in taking me as your spouse (and then maybe pay my bills, joke, half joke hehe) and thus, get married?" you took ahold of his hand, staring at him with the biggest puppy eyes you could muster.

…

"Hah?!"

His reaction was expected, honestly. But nevertheless, you persist. "Chigiri, please! You're my only hope!"

"Rejected. What benefits can I even get if I marry you?" he asks with furrowed brows.

"My beauty. You get this beauty as your spouse, doesn't that sound great?" you quipped, and you honestly wonder where you got the audacity/confidence from.

"No thank you, I'm plenty beautiful enough alone. And you're way too inferior if you stood next to me, you'd look like a rotten apple. Wait no, you'd look more like a squashed pumpkin actually."

Damn. He didn't hesitate in squashing your self-esteem didn't he? What a great friend he is.(sarcastic) "god damn, why are you so rude to me? I'm your best friend, you know!" you whined, and all you is a very sassy and entertained eye roll.

"In the first place, since when had you been so broke you'd resort to being the gold digger kind of archetype?"

"Since last week. When I received my bills and found out I had barely enough money to get through the month."

"What did you even do to spend that much money?!"

"That!" you pointed at your collection of toys, which ranged from the doctor toy set, to the barbie doll you recently bought that had glowing wings. And then at the keychains and other trinkets you collected inside a drawer.

The way you puff out your chest in pride gets him giving you a deadpan + a stink eye like no other. And you'd be lying if you said you weren't affected.

"No I don't and I won't! Don't insult me like that you pretty little prick!" taking a pillow from the sofa, you throw it at him in full force.

"You're so gold digger material it's scary. I'd bet if given the chance to, you'd buy some crazy expensive neon green car nobody would appreciate in any angle. Wait, am I your first target then?" he said. And that one sentence triggered you oh so greatly if you had powers, you'd have brought towards him a tsunami.

"Ow!" he groans, and you smirk triumphantly. "Hah! Deserved. With this, justice is served!"

"Why you!" he glares at you and he takes another pillow, propelling himself to hit you straight in the head with power as strong as a building falling over. You swiftly moved your arms to cover yourself, but even then, it still pushed you back to the edge of the couch you're leaning on.

"Oh it is so on!"

The next minutes were spent tossing and hitting each other with pillows. But overtime, the frown that once tainted your features turned into jolly smiles that contained unbridled joy, a rarity when you've reached adulthood.

By the time you wave your (imaginary) flag in surrender, you're out of breath; and yet, still, the laughter continues to bubble out of your mouth and so does Chigiri's. The atmosphere is soft, and in this moment, it feels as though only the two of you exist in this world.

You pant for air, hugging your pillow rather loosely—your hands were tired after gripping the pillows and using all your strength to throw it at one specific target all afternoon. When you've finally taken in the oxygen you needed, you let out another breathy laugh, one free of any troubles you might have had before. This hang out with him sure proved wonders in soothing your mind from your troubles.

Chigiri on the other hand, felt his breath hitch and his heart stop in motion—no, did it go faster? The heat rushes to his cheeks and he wonders if all of his blood rushed up to his face leaving the other parts dry. The lamp was certainly a paid actor with the way it shines upon you in just the right places to make you look ethereal. Well, as ethereal a person in their pajamas and a hair so messy a bird could mistake it as a nest could be.

His heart thumps, and without thinking much, "I like you," he confessed. His voice, barely above a whisper, but you heard him nonetheless.

Chigiri freezes, as do you, and it's rather comical from an outsider's point of view.

"Huh?"

Again, Chigiri flinches—how should he excuse this one? He wondered. But after a short while, he finally heaves out a sigh and decides to become a man and grow a pair.

"I like you, romantically." he said, "And no I'm not lying. I'm telling you the truth." he continues, as if knowing what you'd say or react to already.

During this time, Chigiri felt like burying himself six feet under and probably never come out unless it's to play soccer. This was embarrassing and too out of the blue, he worries if he ruined his five year friendship with you for good.

You're silent, mind busy absorbing the information you've just received right now. "Oh."

You placed a hand to cover the lover half of your face. "Wow. That's a surprise. I happen to feel the same way" you awkwardly giggle, and a hopeful glint takes its way to Chigiri's eye.

"I.. I like you too" you stutter, and you think you'll actually explode with the emotions that soars and scatters up like the fireworks up in the sky.

Your stomach is twisting, and the butterflies aren't there. Instead, what happened was your organs became cotton candies and floated and you think it isn't long before you actually start flying as well and not just your insides.

"So, does that mean you accept my uh, deal from earlier?"

"deal?" he tilts his head, confused. But when he takes a second to recall the previous events, he makes a sound of acknowledgement. "Oh, that one."

You nod and look at him expectantly, all the while, Chigiri hums, pretending to be in thought. "Alright, I accept your deal, dearest gold digger." he snickers, and you groan at the nickname.

"That's so unromantic! Do better, boo!" you trashed on his choice of pet name, and it prods a laugh out of him (it was hot. Not like you'd ever admit to that though.) "And besides, it's just this one time! And I'll pay you back when I receive my pay!"

"Sure sure." he nods his head unenthusiastically, as if unbelieving. "Just make sure you don't spend it on the dumb keychains and toys like this time. Goodness, buying a cooking set for kids? What are you, a child?" he teases.

You stomp on your feet and lightly smack his arm "Leave me be, those are fun okay? You should try them too sometime!" you groaned, "And yes yes, I promise you that alright. Now stop bothering me about it!"

Chigiri chuckles one more time, and you stare (intensely), trying to capture the breathtaking sight that is Chigiri laughing without a care in the world.

Pretty little bastard—how dare he capture your heart and make you down bad for him?

No headers bc i cant seem to do ribby the rabbit any justice. Also please don't ask me where I was going with this, I honestly don't know either.

#blue lock x y/n #blue lock x reader #hyoma chigiri x reader #chigiri hyoma x reader #chigiri x reader #bllk x reader #@@.xylvie's works

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accio-victuuri · 1 year

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there are clowning materials/potential candies that i wanna look into and talk about no matter how improbable they are. then there are those where i’m just — do i even want to do this? lol. only because there is not much to go on and fueled solely by speculation. anyway, this is about the alleged camera gifted to xz ( by wang yibis babie ) and how he took it to milan with him.

i’m making this so i can refer to it if anything comes up in the future. the thing is, if you look at the vlogs/photos — ZZ is using his phone to take pictures and videos. there is nothing wrong that, most people use their phones and he has his team that will take the “content” who brought the equipment. but i just find it hard to believe that GG, a photographer, will not bring a camera? this is a dude who brings it for drama shoots ( for example ace troops ) and that’s at home. so what more for a trip like this. in milan. there are a couple of fan-photos/videos of him roaming around and we don’t see him holding a proper camera. surely there will be other content from that trip and let’s see if we find the cam but right now it seems like it’s non- existent.

this talk started with a made-up 🍉…

i’m saying made-up because all melons that read like this are. especially those that say “xx and xx have a good relationship” or “xx exercise alot”. if this was from a fake rumor house, i would be more inclined to have a positive take on it but it’s not. as i also said before, i don’t endorse this particular account cause they clearly post reliable work-related melons, anti posts and random stuff to get attention. point is, melon accounts are not friends.

anyway, this made some turtles think about last october when some where noticing the appearance of cameras in their promo pics/ videos. and comments came up of maybe it’s a clue that they are giving us. remember XZ didn’t do his usual birthday post last year, same with Bobo.

so now we’re like, why not look into it?

XZS posted very few photos of GG ( 2021-2022 ) with a camera and i can’t really tell what he’s using for p1 and p2. but i think this is the same one he takes with him @ drama shoots.

for the vlogs i found this, but they covered the brand. lol. and well the occasional polaroid cameras are also spotted in his vlogs.

i don’t see any concrete timeline of what cameras he has, i only remember his pd101 guesting and how fans were saying the camera he used is his own. it just never really came up, how many cameras do you have? hahahahahahaha!

In terms of MFW,

the main camera his team was using for photos and vlogs was Canon EOS body and of course the important thing are the lenses which they switch out. I think this was not the “gifted” one and more of something his assistant/photographer owns. 📷

my eye is on the camera he used for the tod’s photoset when he landed in Milan. It was still posted under XZS and they tagged Tod’s, but it’s not exactly a “business photoshoot” that will be released as a proper Ad. It is still work-related, but given the freedom to add his personal touch. popular guess is it’s a sony zv-1, which is a known compact vlogging camera that is good quality. it is a thoughtful gift for someone you know who loves to shoot his day-to-day life. it’s not too heavy or so expensive that you will be afraid to use it casually.

some are saying it might be provided by tod’s for him to shoot but i find that unlikely. they know he has his team. if they need to capture photos/videos of him, they will send their own. knowing how cared for he was by the tod’s team during his trip. and the important thing for a tod’s “ad post” is really the product. the clothes, bags and shoes. so why was this camera featured twice? is he showing it off? for what?

i checked the review and it sounds promising that i almost wanna buy one for myself 😂😂😂

it could be his own and he bought it himself. it is possible too ( by turtle logic ) that it’s “gifted” by wyb. who knows. as with all other candies, we can’t say for sure or confirm things. but for this one, i think we need more evidence and time. 💕

reference sources: one & two

#bjyx #yizhan #there is no science here folks im just clowning like i always do #and now im gonna go back to editing HB lol

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hotmentransformed · 2 years

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I Am Weed

Fuck. You were tired. So tired of being pushed around by everyone at school. You were much shorter than everyone else in your class, and that meant that the taller guys would pick on you. Although you were a freshman in college, your voice still had yet to deepen with puberty. You sounded and looked like a whiny teenager.

You loved music and saw that the school rock band was looking for a new frontman. There was no way they'd ever take you on. You were too short, too whiny, and had no star quality. You were not the rock star that they needed. You wanted to try it anyways. You never know!

To calm your nerves before heading to the band, you had bought some weed from Chuck down the hall from you. You had never smoked before, but Chuck told you it was strong and would make you feel much better. He even rolled it up for you, so that all you had to do was light it and enjoy the ride.

Returning to your dorm room, you pulled out your Boy Scout lighter and lit the end of the blunt. Hesitant, you slowly lifted the end to your mouth and inhaled.

Cough, cough, cough "Man, this shit is strong" you sputtered.

You lifted the blunt to your lips and inhaled once again. Everything became slightly fuzzy. Your head felt lighter, but your body felt heavier. As you sat down on your bed, you took another hit. You felt a warm sensation on your back, almost like the sun. As you sat there, taking hit after hit. The warmth spread across your body, becoming almost unbearable. You stripped naked, trying to ease some of the discomforts of the heat. As the warmth further spread, it brought with it a fuzziness and color. Almost as if someone had rubbed paint all over your body, the color snaked way across your torso, snaking around your side onto your chest and up and down your body.

As the warmth continued stroking your arms and legs, you felt them stretch. Bright, blond hairs began poking their way out of your follicles and curling on your body. The warmth stretched your torso, distorting the colors until they began to resemble intricate patterns, images, and letters.

The warmth stretched you further. You were 6'4" now, nearly a foot taller than before you had lit the blunt. The warmth massaged your face as your features began to sharpen, and your hair grew out and lightened into a fierce blond. On the opposite end of your body, the warmth pulled at your toes and feet, stretching them in your socks several sizes larger. You wiggled your toes as that blond curly hair grew all over the tops of your toes and feet. They were now Size 12s, wide and long enough to support your new height.

The warmth dissipated around the rest of your body, concentrating on your dick. As it stroked you, you moaned in pleasure, not noticing your large Adam's apple bobbing in your neck and the deep voice coming from your mouth. Your dick began to grow further and further away from your body, escaping the ever-thickening jungle of blond, curly hairs surrounding it. As you neared climax, you felt everything in your head being churned into your balls. You screamed in ecstasy as you shot out all of your memories of being a skinny, good-for-nothing dweeb.

Gasping for air, you grabbed the towel next to you and wiped the cum from your strong, inked chest. Throwing on a dirty tank top and some old white pants, you snapped a pic to upload to Instagram.

You uploaded, and the thirst comments were already rolling in. Smiling to yourself, satisfied, you put your phone away. Opening the door, you found yourself in the backstage area. Being ushered by people wearing black, you were handed a microphone. Someone lifted a jacket over your arms. You could hear the roar of the crowd: you are a rockstar. Waiting for the cue, the cheers became deafening. At the nod of the stage manager, you ran out onto the stage, at which point the crowd went insane.

As the band started playing, and the fans started jumping with the beat, you screamed into the mic:

"I Am Weed"

#celebrity tf #celebrity #tf #male tf #transform #transformation #male transformation #celeb tf #celeb #machine gun kelly #Machine gun kelly tf #colson baker tf #colson baker #musician tf

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jess-moloney · 2 months

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Jess was somewhere having around 1,300++ IG followers before dating Jamie. Then after March 2021 she gained like 39,800 IG followers then peaked to 41,100 IG followers. Nowadays it clearly see that her IG followers continue dropping and keeping dropping. Damn she was nothing before dating Jamie

Not sure where you are getting your numbers from because this article from 2022 says she has 28K followers on IG when she started dating Jamie. Though it makes no sense that she even had that amount because if you look at her posts back then the follower amount she would have had did not match the engagement she was getting on her posts. I'm assuming she bought most of those followers. Not to mention this article makes it sound like she's the one who took those photos when the vast majority of them were stolen but I digress.

However, it is true that getting with Jamie almost doubled her follower count because there's no way she'd have gotten to 42K without dating him and without posting thirst trap pics for all of his hungry followers. She's going back down now, and fast, even despite posting awkward (but rare) Jamie content. I think Jess is no stranger to buying followers or likes or comments to make her account look better than it actually is. I also think there's a very real possibility she will buy another Instagram account with a higher follower count and shut down the one she currently has once the breakup is final so she can try to rebrand herself and pretend she's always been popular.

Since her account now is really only around based on the people who want to see Jamie (and that's still not keeping her numbers up since she seems to lose about 100 followers every week or two) I can't imagine her keeping the account once he's gone. She has such a desperate need to appear more important than she is so if she's on a sinking ship (and that's what it is currently) she'll abandon it for another con to get back into someone else's good graces and scam them. The only thing we can do is watch, wait, and see.

#jess moloney #jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #mail

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gloryride · 4 months

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WIP WHENEVER

I was tagged by @alphanight-vp @chevvy-yates @just-a-cybercroissant @rosapexa thank youuuuuu !

I have things but not visuals, just ideas and talking.

>> VP

I have anything to show, the last big project was the CP Birthday and took all my energy. I cleaned up my vp idea and i have ... 72 lines XD If you want an idea (sorry it's in french) :

>> WRITING

I'm in mood for writing, but it's chaotic, i have many MANY drafts on my phone and pc with some paragraph, just idea, a dialog, nothing full. But i can show you one of them

So, just another snippet of Virgile/Eve fic, i really need to finish this chapter, but translation takes lot of time (i can't full write in english)

"You never asked me what's my job." He coughed several times under the glare of the other disdainful customers before catching his breath, avoiding her look. This must have made him suspicious in the eyes of the woman in front of him; he always looked like a child caught at fault when confronted with moments like this. Virgile remained silent and Evelyn resumed, resting her elbows on the table, not giving up. "Because you're not interested? Or you know and you don't want to talk about it?" More than red, he was turning crimson. His gaze was on the restaurant's décor, the sleek modern style, the chrome accents to underline the white walls where hideous gaudy pictures were hung to make it look like art … everywhere but on her. Unable to escape, trapped by his chair and his lunch, he finally took a breath, and whispered, "I already know". She didn't seem offended, quite the opposite. "Thanks to NetWatch or…?" He cut her off with a firm gesture, finally turning his gaze towards her. "I would never use my job to get information on someone. We're adults, we can… talk." He sighed, his leg trembling and his hands twisting as if he were telling a shameful secret. "Because I've been to Clouds before and met you there." He thought he'd never have this conversation, Evelyn talked little about her private life and he'd hoped she'd continue to do so without having to justify anything. His heart raced and his hand caressing the back of his neck betrayed his nervousness. For her part, she continued to smile, almost amused, then took on an air of conspiracy as she moved a little further forward. "And you're ashamed of something?" Her steady voice sought information, perhaps she was imagining what they might have done. Virgile had difficulty swallowing before answering, his gaze shifting. "I don't know," he replied. "Is it wrong to take advantage of someone's unconsciousness to get rid of problems?" "By get rid of your problems, do you mean … sex?" Virgile's face froze and he opened his eyes wide. With a sudden movement, he almost spilt his drink. "What? No! No ! " He saw her laugh as he tried to calm down. "I never wanted to… with a doll."

>> MODS

I have ... 5 XL mods waiting to finish XD 2 old mods i port in XL, 2 clothes and 1 thing. I don't like to talk more about it bc they're not finish, not much pics And now i'm done with npv commissions until february, i can mod for myself. So i need to :

update NPVanessa (new tattoos, new clothes, new hair)

update NPV Oscar (new clothes - young version)

redo NPVirgile (with his style i created for him)

redo NPV Isao (i borked him and now he has a wardrobe)

redo NPValentin (new body with Gymfiend, new clothes)

finish NPV Mieko

Would like to finish Enzo's scars on his hands too, and so update his npv too. I also want to finish my custom npcs for Eve for example (maybe release it ? idk) i want to learn to do props, i failed for CP bday, i found a plan B I want to learn to port clothes, i bought some because they were on sale but that's it I want to learn custom poses bc i have ... 3 sets in mind ! ... i will never have time until february XD

tagging (no pressure of course !) : @breezypunk @medtech-mara @cybervesna @nananarc @mhbcaps and anyone who wants !

#wip wednesday #wip whenever #many things but nothing finish ><

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boyinatown · 1 year

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LOOKISM CHAPTER 431 ( SPOILERS!)

real quick before i start the memes and spoilers.

i have intern weeks coming soon which are 10 weeks , 4 days in a week. from 9 to mf 5 pm/am or somt.

i´ll try my best to update the new chapters and memes! though i can´t guarantee.

i also wanted to say thank you for all ur support , likes and reblogs. it means a lot to me fr ! i´ll try my best to keep you satisfied ( that´s what she said- micheal scott.)

so uh yea, ALSO SPOILERS INCOMING DON´T READ OR CONTINUE IF UR NOT FAR IN LOOKISM!.

jinyeon when samuel kept yelling and begging.

vivi when she almost had to get married:

( i hate that bitch why did she have an happy ending.)

SAMUEL & THAT GIRL IN THE ALLEY :

GOO WHEN HE WAS GETTING HIS SHOT AT THE DOCTOR:

what happened inside goo´s head:

LITEREALLY THE DOCTOR WHEN GOO TALKED ABOUT MURDERING SOMEONE:

THE DOCTOR :

me when jake saved xiaolung from taking the fall damage:

LITEREALLY ME @ JAKE BC WHYD U SAVE HIM STINK NOW HE´S GONNA SEE THAT BITCH 😭 💀

now why did miss drug addiction get a happy ending.. fuck u jake

( litereally come to me i want u )

JAMES IS JOINING WORKRES??? MAN WTFFFF

james one day waking up deciding to start a war:

how eugene felt finally having james on his side:

( he´s gonna get folded chapters later 💀 )

me & @lookismaddict when the last chapters:

how big deal looked to eugene:

dg when eugene told him he knew he murdered someone and took the blame for charles:

james knowing hes gonna eat good

gun listening to charles calling his self old:

crystal listening to her dad ramble about his age:

bonus memes underneath the cut!

EXTRA MEMES BC I LOVE MY MOTIVATION RN,

how zack, vasco & daniel will pull up to workers:

( hudson took the pic 😭 💀)

vasco pulling up to workers:

ENU AND DANIEL 😭 💀

the allied crew with enu:

( daniel´s dog)

Goo pulling up to the fight:

( i love that man 😭 💀)

I JUST KNOW CHARLES DID THIS TO GOO ONCE 😭

how lookism mfs fighting look to non main characters:

LITEREALLY VASCO, ZACK & JAY WHEN HUDSON WALKED IN:

VASCO , ZACK & JAY BULLYING HUDSON WHEN DANIEL ISN´T AROUND:

( DUDE IN THE BACK LOOKS LIKE JAY 😭 💀)

samuel def did this to the car eugene bought him:

I AM FEEDING U LOOKISM FANS SO MUCH OMG 😭 💀

so imma dip tf out, maybe i´ll show up again. LMAO

have this tho .

look at my fav male wifes go ( except hudson fuck him)

#lookism memes #skullsmashr #lookism spoilers!#IM SO TIREDDD #gun is my daddy #goo is my fav male bimbo

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judgeanon · 1 year

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Plastic Skies - Model 7: Mirage IV

Surprise end of the year update on the modeling front. Gonna keep this short and sweet, first because we all have better things to do, and second because I don’t actually have a lot of pics of this one, but yeah. Turns out my father gifted me a cheap little model kit for Christmas. So... this one may get a little personal.

Being former military himself, dad liked to buy my brother and I army toys. We had a massive (to us) box full of cheap army men of every color, tanks and boats and ships and vehicles of (almost) every size, and we would spend long afternoons setting them up over the carpet of our living room. Not really playing games with them, just arranging them in what we thought were the coolest ways. There were other things, toy rifles and pistols and such. To his credit, dad never tried to push either of us towards joining, although the military in our country is an even touchier subject than in the US or a lot of other countries.

Anyway, models were a part of it. It was dad who bought our first ones. Even after we stopped building them, he still bought us a few toy planes here and there wherever we saw them. I remember a particular holiday week on the coast where we spotted a bunch of die-cast planes at a local supermarket, and dad offered to buy us one each day on the way back to the beach. I still have a faded grayish blue Spitfire from that occasion.

All of this to say that, looking back, I think dad gifting me a model kit for the first time in over two decades would feel... a bit heavier. A bit more momentuous maybe. But for reasons that are an extra layer of personal, it didn’t. Still, I did my best to show this cheap little plane some love. And it was nice to get even more evidence that I’m getting at least a little better at this, since it only took me a day and a half to finish it. I do need to learn how to properly sand off models before painting them, and getting the decals on was a bit of an ordeal (that I’ll blame them for), but it was also fun to get a chance to paint a model in full metal colors. Aluminum in this case, all in accordance to the original plane.

A plane that, by the way, I didn’t even know existed until I got this. Turns out it’s a supersonic bomber variant of the Mirage, a fair bit larger and made for longer distances. That’s part of the fun of building kits I guess. Learning about new planes. Although it has left me not wanting to see another Mirage for a while now.

I guess there’s not much else to say about it. The wheels are a bit messy, the seams are visible, and I didn’t exactly bother with any weatherings. Still a nice distraction. And if anything, it’s a good example of something that I hope becomes a trend: next time someone wants to gift me something for any special occasion, howzabout a model?

Anyway, next one might take a while. I’m starting 2023 with an empty bank account and some possible big expenses that will have to be taken care of before I do anything else, but I already know what I want to do and how I want to do it. It’s kinda daunting, mostly because I want to Get It Right, but I do feel a lot more confident about it than I did back in September. So hopefully I can get started soon and it ends up well.

Hope I get to show it off soon too!

#My Stuff #Hobbies #Journals #This one gets a little personal #But not too personal #I hope #Anyway #Have a happy 2023!

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Okay, I'm still a little bit nostalgic, so let's go into the first six coord pictures I found on my long trip through my 2011 facebook and tumblr.

This is Alice in the Ribbon Kingdom OP, which was my first main dress piece I bought. Those socks are actually gray, and those shoes are jelly peep-toe flats that were so small that my heels were hanging off the end. This is definitely the earliest coord pic I have because it was from before there was the giant mirror at the end of the hallway that everyone knows me for now.

I think everyone has a picture of their "i bought the dress and had no accessories at all" coord. This was mine. You can't see my hair but I took the neck brooch off the dress and bobby pinned it into my hair.

Coord rating: 4/10, nice dress and nothing else works, please step away from the cat litter box.

I definitely wore this outfit and called it lolita. The picture I posted of it is a dead link but my friend drew Equius in the same outfit I was wearing. That's a handmade skirt and then a t-shirt with Portal and the TARDIS on it, a headbow I strip-quilted with random fabric, and then some navy blue knee socks. I do not remember the conversation that happened to make this picture happen.

Coord rating 6/10: that's not how casual lolita works but A for effort.

This was my first Bodyline dress, and I'd gotten it that day, and hadn't pressed it. Those are some factory creases in there. That blouse is just a normal pointed collar blouse that I think I borrowed from my mom. Once again, we have me pinning the detachable bows into my hair. It took me years to get out of this habit. That dress was also the first lolita piece that I sold, and I wish I could get it again. I wanted a piano lolita dress from the first second I had a piano lolita dress.

Those white socks I later sewed lace to the top of, and they're still in my wardrobe and are frequently used in current coords.

I wore this to my lolita mentor's house because I was going to buy something from her. I don't remember if it was my Shirring Princess OP or if it was a blouse+petticoat+ear muff+socks combo that I later bought, but I know I was going to her house to buy something from her.

Coord rating: unable to rate because I fear the consequence of breaking eye contact with the face I'm making at the camera.

And I know that because this is the Shirring Princess, socks, blouse, petticoat, and earmuff combo that I bought from my mentor. I was so lucky to have someone who was experienced in the fashion available to help me when I was new to this. She also was selling a lot of her stuff because IIRC she was in a bit of a financial pinch. It wasn't really cold enough for earmuffs but I wanted to wear them anyway because I didn't own any hair accessories at all.

Those are my Bodyline tea parties that I've currently painted gold and made into the world's most dangerous quad skates. Those

mental health discussion cw for the rest of this post.

This picture is really weird to me because it's the last picture that I uploaded online before my bipolar diagnosis. I got diagnosed with bipolar following a quite spectacular almost-term of college with an increasingly bad major depressive episode. So I look really weird to myself here, because this was the start of like, days at a time where I wasn't able to be happy and couldn't understand why. I spent this entire winter break thinking that if I could just get back to school then things would feel better, which. They didn't. I know that I bring up my mental health any time that I start talking about early lolita me, but that's because the main reason I fully committed to owning and making lolita is really connected to this major depressive episode.

I remember wearing this exact coord again at school, but I wore the socks over white tights because I had self-harm marks on my legs that I didn't want people to see.

Coord rating 8/10: It's got most of the right things but also it's basically an entire outfit I bought from someone else.

So near the end of that term, I was determined to be a hazard to myself or others and was ejected from housing, which was also its own whole mess (I can tell the story of the head of housing being told to put a 20-year-old girl on suicide watch and her deciding to just leave said girl with a group of people she didn't know and tell them to watch her because head of housing decided to do something else, but we can save that for later).

Anyway, when you're super fucking depressed and your entire life has flipped upside-down and you've been massively cycling because you've got bipolar and someone's put you on SSRIs, sometimes you pick a thing to obsess over. And I picked lolita fashion. A nice lady at my church gave me huge piles of random scrap fabric, and I just started making things. I still have that blouse. It's basically a dickey with sleeves, because I ran out of fabric and decided it wouldn't matter if I only wore it under JSKs. That bodice is just elastic bobbin shirring done super close together, so it doesn't look very mainstream lolita at all. Looking at that skirt, I think I made that skirt out of the very first Scottish Games skirt that my mom made me when I was like 7.

This picture is really weird to me because I had completely forgotten about this dress ever existing until I found it earlier today. This is also one of the first selfies I can find that was in this mirror at the end of the hall. I still take pictures at this mirror.

Coord rating 6/10: not bad for a handmade coord but baby me wasn't really sure what a substyle was. If I'd tried to commit to styling it classic or something, it could probably work. Nice hat.

I've mentioned this before but this picture is a big deal for me because it was taken at my job/"job", which meant I was considered stable enough that I was allowed to drive my truck again. It wasn't really a job as much as my parents church taking pity on me and allowing me to "be the receptionist" on the church secretary's day off. This was the church where as a child I was banned from talking about oreos.

I found that blouse at a thrift store and it was too small but it had a rounded collar, so it was the only black blouse that I had for probably years. I made the skirt based off the Innocent World Juno skirt without me really having an understanding of why that skirt is shaped the way it is. That hair brooch is from the Dollar Tree and I was so excited when I found it because I thought it was the most lolita thing I'd ever seen at the Dollar Tree.

At this point in time, I was making maybe one thing from my sewing stash fabric about every three or four days. The petticoat I was wearing with this was a completely new petticoat that I made out of pink organza. I'd also done a skirt completely covered in rick rack which I do not have a picture of. I was basically making things because if I stopped making things then I'd feel worse than when I was making things.

I had also stopped wearing my BtSSB dress by this point because I had some disordered eating stuff going on and the fact that the zipper was a little bit tight somehow mathed out in my head to be about worth as a human.

Coord rating 7/10: technically checks all the boxes but CAN WE PLEASE BUY SOME LACE

While I was in college at that last term, I found this bodyline blouse at a record store (for some reason??), and the high waist means I could wear it with my weirdly short blouse I made. I owned three blouses at this point: this one, the too-small black one, and the long-sleeved pink one. That was my blouse collection for way too long, because I just never bought blouses. The slouch boots are an interesting addition to this. That headbow was the other Dollar Tree hair brooch that I got the same time I bought the black one.

If you've been following along you're going to notice how bad I used to be about not wearing any jewelry. I'm still pretty light on the jewelry but at least I wear it now.

I assume that the yellow thing there with the green crepe back satin ruffle is somehow related to the purple skirt with the ruffle made of the same green crepeback satin, but I have no idea what's going on with it.

I do remember taking this picture at like 2:30AM. I don't remember why I was taking this picture at like 2:30 AM. I think it's because I'd just cut my bangs and I wanted to do a whole look to show it off? I'm pretty sure this was right about when I started cutting my own bangs and just pretending it was fine however they came out. This is different from how I do it now because now I cut my own bangs and then panic when they are not fine however I tried to cut them.

Coord rating: 6/10 can we please match the shoes and headbow, but yeah I guess it checks all the boxes or something?

Overall analysis: Okay, so the first thing that past me needed (wardrobe terms, not in terms of psychiatric care) was to actually get way more hair accessories. All of these really show a lack of committment to my hair department. I think at the time, I really didn't know how to coordinate pink hair.

I did the same thing that I currently do, which I need to stop doing, which is buying big pieces like dresses and skirts and then just not having any blouses and headbows and socks. But this habit really, really held me back in my early lolita days.

The biggest thing for me in terms of handmade lolita was that I had a really good petticoat, and that helps make even my less good coordinates and pieces read like they're much better than they are.

That said, I was just dressing in a way that felt better than not getting dressed at all. This last picture wasn't even four months after the initial nadir of the major depressive episode, and I wasn't going to be determined to be able to go back to school for a few months after that. This was basically the only part of my life that I had complete control over and I decided that this was the thing I cared about.

Because of that, it took me a really long time to start focusing on some of the really detailed elements of lolita, making things balanced and pretty. I was basically just throwing anything that I could find together and call lolita.

Anyway, I was talking earlier about how you get good at drawing by doing a lot of sketches and not caring too hard if they're the best thing you'll ever draw? I think that's what I did in my first year of lolita. I just put things together. They weren't good. The vast majority of the pieces up there I either no longer have or no longer wear. But I figured out some stuff. Other stuff took way longer to figure out, but I did get some stuff figured out.

Anyway, to anyone who is feeling like they're not experienced in lolita, here's an entire year of me figuring stuff out. The 2013-2014 collection of lolita fashion that I have is also not great, so we can check that out if we want, too. I'm still figuring things out. I don't think I'll ever not be figuring things out.

Also here's a quick glimpse at how good cell phone cameras used to not be. (I've actually adjusted the white balance in all these, so the original pictures were worse)

#20dollarlolita #long post #handmade lolita #20dollarcoordposts

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Today was the last chance we had to embed ourselves in this wonderful place and pretend we lived here. Another trip into Slovenia tomorrow and then we will be getting ready for the briefest stop in Venice en route to Brittany. How can this be possible? I am only just starting to find my Italian feet. I recognise street names now and can navigate my way around some pretty cool clothes shops using phrases I have been practicing over the last 12 months. We have sampled a lot of bars since we have been here but haven’t had time to pick favourites yet. There are just way too many of them. My app tells me that the weather is about to go off, but I will forgive it when it does because the last few days have been glorious. We overheard someone say that it had been a long winter. Judging by the number of people still wearing puffer jackets on a 21 degree day, it will take a long time for the citizens of Trieste to put their faith in what the sun has to offer.

We had breakfast this morning at an ultra-modern place that had been recommended to us. The serving staff, all stylish men in their 20s wearing identical black tees and moving at a fast clip, were almost as impressive as our egg and bacon bagel and sausage galette. I had fun buying a couple of things from COIN once I found my way past their intimidatingly expensive brands, and David bought home a delicious shrimp lasagna for tea. Before we got started on dinner though we went for a bit of a frolic along nature trails that took us up hill and down dale and ended surprisingly at the top of our street. I am going to post some pics of Trieste by night that we took a few nights ago as well as those of the neighbourhood we will soon be leaving behind.

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just finished my ritual and am feeling very ✨blessed✨ ! my seat wasn’t so bad, although someone in front of me stood up almost all of the time so i kinda had to lean to the right a bit, but they were very energetic and enthusiastic so it was mostly fine 💙

bc i bought seat tickets i thought i wouldn’t be able to get the money dust, but a guy beside my friend was so nice, he asked me to send him the videos i took, and he also offered to ask the security guys if there’s any left, and each of us got one plus he gave one to a lady for her child, it was so sweet

i saw someone dressed as papa secondo like complete with the staff thingy, sadly i was stupid and didn’t ask for a pic

i saw some raindrop moment, like rain put his arm around dew just before they had to go to the front (they were kinda like in between mountain and aurora‘s stages)

i saw swiss running to aurora‘s stage, and also aurora going to cumulus‘ stage. i saw dew switching guitars and also taking of his jacket and rolling his sleeves

i kinda panicked when i couldn’t find cumulus at the begininng of mummy dust, turns out she was on cirrus‘ stage while cirrus was getting her keytar

also i shed a tear or two during call me little sunshine and he is, but i really cried during respite because it’s respite 😭 sadly my view was blocked when rain and dew were spotlighted, but i got some of the others‘ moments

sorry for the long rant but i just need to let some of this out 🙃😅

I'm so glad you had fun!!! I'm so glad you got to get some of the mummy bucks! I love that most people don't hoard shit like that at Ghost shows. At my ritual last year we saw lots of people giving some of theirs to people who were too far back or in the seats (we handed some of ours out too). It sounds like you had a good angle! I love that you got to see a sort of non-preformative raindrop moment, I love them. And I love knowing that they all seem to like each other even when they're not choking each other on stage. I do not blame you for crying. I will be in full blown sobs during respite, I promise you. It sounds like you had a blast! I'm so happy for youuuu. And I'm so glad you chose my ask box to come and rant about it in!

#comet comments #bex

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savage-kult-of-gorthaur · 1 year

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FROM "A MOUTHFUL OF MILLER" TO SOBRIETY IN ENCROACHING MIDDLE AGE -- A B. BOY EVOLUTIONARY STORY.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on the BEASTIE BOYS during their "Licensed to Ill" era, on tour, shot just before they went onstage at their first ever Toronto gig, c. 1986. 📸: Rick McGinnis. Also included are portraits of the B. Boys 20 years later, c. 2006, in Toronto, by Rick McGinnis.

OVERVIEW: "HERE’S ANOTHER BUNCH OF NEGATIVES I NEVER THOUGHT I’D SEE AGAIN. These old pics of the Beastie Boys were in the same old file folder, buried behind old receipts and tax stuff, as the photos of THE MINUTEMEN I featured here a few weeks ago. More juvenilia, back from when I was still learning how to use a camera.

These are not great portraits. They’re not even particularly good snapshots. But thanks to my new Vivitar 285 flash, bought at B&H in New York City the previous fall, they were at least properly exposed – if you like the look of direct flash, which I don’t, and didn’t, even then.

So why even bother posting them? Well, they might not be great shots, but if I’ve learned anything from putting old photos online, almost any picture becomes history when even a minority of the audience for it wasn’t born when it was taken. Especially so, I suppose, when someone in the photo is no longer alive.

I shot them just before they went onstage at their first ever Toronto gig, at a tacky new wave disco in Yorkville called the Copa. I was double-dipping – these shots would end up being used by both "Graffiti" magazine and "Nerve." According to the recollections of Perry Stern, who was writing the "Graffiti" piece, he’d spent much of the day before the show with them, walking up and down Yonge Street trying to buy amyl nitrate poppers, which they’d heard were legal in Toronto. (Apparently not, as far as Perry could tell.)

They were boisterous but likeable goofs, according to Perry, more than living up to their budding public image, which would become gold-plated with the release of "Licensed to Ill" a few months later. Their madcap antics would deflate a bit a few minutes after I took these photos, when they went onstage and threw around some beers that broke one of the neon “sculptures” hanging over the dance floor at the Copa. (An incident I’d completely forgotten about until Perry reminded me the other day.)."

-- RICK MCGINNIS (Toronto-based photographer)

Resolution from largest to smallest: 1500x1500, 1500x1007, 1500x1006, 1500x999, & 1024x624.

Source: https://rickmcginnisphotographs.wordpress.com/tag/beastie-boys.

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years

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Dani I’m slightly/mildly irritated/pissed off

So like I love my grandparents. They’re weird, eccentric, not sure how they’re still married cos they’re honestly neurotic. My nanny is a worrier and my grandad is a teaser but we usually get on quite well

Recently my nanny has been making comments about my eating habits. E.g. I was at a party and ate two chocolates (small pebbles sized) and she warned me away from a third and made some comment about dying of a stroke if I eat too much chocolate. Then at the end of the party I took another 2 chocolates and she said that I couldn’t finish my (very sweet) cake but I cld eat more chocolate

Then the other day It was Father’s Day so my grandad got some chocolate and my nanny can’t eat it, and she was like ooh I can’t eat that so I said if you need someone to share it with then I’m available, and then my grandad makes a joke abt how he’s worried abt my intestines, which is clearly a joke and he’s just messing cos he does that, then my nanny goes on to say she’s worried abt my arteries

My parents are NOT happy. Like she did this to my auntie and it gave her issues. I don’t think I’m overweight or unhealthy and I eat quite healthily for my age really, so I’m less self conscious and more just upset and annoyed that she’s acting like this and being judgmental

The icing on the cake is that I wanted to go see them for a chat today cos I was in the area, so I stopped by and we had a nice chat, and they offered me a fruit bar that I didn’t really like, but I wasn’t really hungry anyway, which I said.

Then my grandad got out his chocolate, and before he could say anything she immediately shouted NO SHES NOT HUNGRY

Like bro, let him offer me a chocolate. He did, i accepted, feeling like a terrible person, when he offered me another one later on I felt obliged to refuse so clearly it is affecting me, Although im not concerned abt my health just abt being judged

And then I was discussing how I’d finished two books today, and she goes off with, how much of the Bible did you read? And goes off on a long rant about how I need to be reading the Bible and basiaclly making me feel worthless for something SOO many people really struggle with. I’m kind of annoyed I didn’t tell her I was considering atheism (which I’m not, but the look on her face would have been hilarious) and this whole time she’s almost shouting at me, I think my grandad is just tryna wind me up and he goes, ‘oh I’d read the whole Bible by the time I was 16 and I was disappointed I took that long’

Thanks grandad, lovely way to make me feel good abt myself

Like seriously, you think that’s the way to encourage someone to read their bible? By looking down on them? Smh

And their judgement isn’t doing anything to help our relationship either. Like there are some things I disagree with my family on, and I’m willing to accept it and move past it and love them regardless, as long as they’re not hurting people, but I’m finding it hard to like them when there’s all this judgment.

My parents are pissed abt this as well and my mum apologised to me for their behaviour (not her fault)

It’s been going on for a while really, like I asked for an inspirational quote poster for my birthday or something and it was a read your Bible reminder, and it’s sort of nice? Except it makes me feel shit every time I see it and doesn’t work at all 😂

And then the time she bought me the same book two years in a row - which I still haven’t read, because I’m a fiction nerd and honestly 😭

Sorry to bother you, really needed to rant for the third time today or smth ha

Ay don't worry about it. I hope venting made you feel better.

I'm glad you have your parents on your side tho.

PS - If it were me, I'd eat chocolates every time I was in front of her just to piss her off. Then also send her pics of me eating chocolates :)

#sending love!

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Opening Day 2024

Last Thursday the 28th was the first game of the year for the Mariners up here in the Pacific Northwest. Up against the Boston Red Sox for a 4-game series, the excitement was on high!

We have bought the flex pass two years in a row now, pay into a bank, and you can then buy tickets with the credit, without paying the tickethamster fees and whatnot. I like this deal, we went to about 20 games last year. There are often great deals for cheap bleacher, 300, or even 200 level seats.

I have been waiting for the season to start for a while now. Kept putting the spring training games on the radio while doing work and whatnot. I always feel better knowing thousands of people are enjoying the live spectacle at the same time as me. It's autistically comforting.

We took the light rail for the first time in a while. I love Seattle's public transportation system. Go to a park and ride, hop on the light rail, and we're dropped off about a 5-minute walk from T-Mobile Park. Great way to get some hot dogs, off-market merch, or just to down a beer before you get in.

I almost always come in the center field entrance with my partner. We like to walk around the field, get some sights, maybe find our seats in a timely manner. Being autistic, we tend to follow a specific plan usually; get seated, cool down the overwhelmed heat, get beers and snacks, then be ready for first pitch! I also have a plan for the goddamn metal detection and clear plastic bags; we always have water and snacks and things to do. My collar almost always sets the detector off, but I just walk through. Shrug!

Today we saw Nelson Cruz throw the first pitch, followed by a 1-day contract, so he could retire as a Mariner. I enjoy these little vignettes. Last year we saw the King, Felix Hernandez' Hall of Fame induction and it brings you to tears (and incidentally, my partner found a pic of their kidlet at a game the King was pitching in almost 10 years ago). I wonder, what it's like to be a retiring baseball player (or any sportsball); what do you do next? What happens if you're not a coach or talking head? How do you go on when your body cannot? I'd love for everyone to find their Ichiro Suzuki role, but alas.

There are many ways to enjoy baseball; talk and pay no attention, drink 10 beers, take meticulous score, wander, it's all a lovely spectacle.

This year we sat in section 328, just behind home plate off to the side of 1st base. I love the hanging sections where there are 3 rows just below the tunnel when you enter. I like sitting on the end of the rows and ideally where it's not hugely crowded, it's just a sensory thing. Last year we sat in 126 and it was crowded, plus the ceiling above us limited the view of the main jumbotron. Not my favorite.

Not to mention catching a meatball of a fucking man texting a picture of me to his friends, writing some horrible words to go along with it. I am a very high-sensory person; I'm always looking around, seeing things, evaluating my surroundings, and it felt weird to see a picture of me on someone else's phone. I kept very calm about it, took his picture, and get the box office to move us to much better seats.

As for the game itself, I don't remember a huge amount of it. We lost 4-6, and we left in the 8th inning to avoid the crowds (we had our kidlet with us tonight). Ate some garlic fries, drank a strawberry seltzer and a nice IPA of some sort. I also took some nice pictures here and there.

Anyways, thanks for reading, I hope to write a little more as I go through the season, about games we attend. I'm not a sportswriter, and really I'm not a writer either, but I have to get some words out. Just who I am.

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