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soraviie · 1 year
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━ type: bts x gn! reader ━ navigation
━ about: crack, fluff, not so mildly suggestive - the holy trinity
━ a/n: requested by anon, hope you like it :) This of course greatly varies who the hypothetical MC is. If a familiar figure obviously there's more freedom in pointing them out in public but I'll go on the path that MC is ya know a normie. Also, this sits sort of borderline on realistic meaning privacy is essential so obviously the guys wouldn't be extra chatty
━ previously posted on soraviii
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NAMJOON: The thread itself started relatively innocuous with only a comparison of two pictures found in an absolutely godless place where all voices shrieked into a void - Twitter. But then unfortunately it went viral and soon the internet was flushed with conspiracy theories with hats more frazzled and shinier than those professing that the Earth was actually donut shaped. But it garnered eventually so much traction that the veil of the ocean, one between I-army's and K-army's was like a miracle in the night breached and soon weverse too was caught by a storm.
"He's in love he's got to be," writes a lovely person underneath the brief username of min_yoongi_has_no_business_being_this_fine
"Yeah, with that wife and seven children of his kekekekeke," writes cutiepiemomo.
jijinjung: take a look at the picture year ago, it's the same setting! meaning joonie went there twice now but he's so much happier in this latest picture
jwehopeshoe in reply to jijinjung: it could be the break...
furryspecialist: you mean to tell me that the ultimate boyfriend material is a boyfriend? shocker
chimspuppykitty in reply to furryspecialist: naurrrr we're not going to ignore how big of a player Namjoon looks like? that man better call himself pro pitcher cause he's throwing it out ToT
seokjinslefttoe in reply to chimspuppykitty: dude collects little shoes what player please??? T-T player of our hearts only
Personally with having nothing else to do it was amusing to scroll through this madness but then one specific comment catches your undivided attention.
a_nameless_stan: Whether or not, Namjoon is dating we must still be respectful. That said, I have to say he looks in love because he IS in love. It's quite a shame he is not free to share the pictures of the gorgeous person who captured his heart. I can only imagine that this person glows brightly like a sun. These pictures must be the only way he's able to share this person even if it's his face taken by them. But I believe that love like this is shared, you can see the feelings in his eyes as he's looking at the photographer and the photographer clearly values him as all the pictures are warm and visibly adoring. I wish them only the best and hopefully one day we'll be mature enough to see a picture of them together without the one-sided wall of anonymity.
seokjinslefttoe in reply to a_nameless_stan: say, you don't happen to be Namjoon himself do you 0_0
a_nameless_stan in reply to seokjinslefttoe: don't be ridiculous. My name is susan. I am clearly 17. Also what's up with your username?
"Ugh, it's been such a long day," Namjoon sighs the second he's one step inside the bedroom, dropping his entire weight on top of your legs.
"Oof! Hello, Susan of clearly 17," you tease. "Does that mean that I'm taking advantage of you?
He glances up through the hood of his jumper, leaking light water. It must have rained on his bike ride back home.
"So you saw that?" he gives an appeasing smile, one he pulls to be forgiven almost immediately.
"I did," you answer and grasp his cheeks planting a light kiss on his forehead. "Though I must say one of these days you'll let my name slip by."
He nuzzles into the blanket and quickly you sink your fingers into his hair. He was growing it out and you had become particularly fond of tugging at it.
"Don't remind me. I nearly shit myself last week when they asked me the whole thing of whose moans were those in the song's background," he whines, voice muffled as his face pressed into the duvet.
"Yes, that was rather risque," you admit. "Though I guess those seven children of yours won't just make themselves."
"Shut up," he mutters with an audible smile.
furryspecialist: so that was totally namjoon right?
seokjinslefttoe in reply to furryspecialist: yeah, gonna delete my whole account now this is too embarrassing :')
YOONGI: He moves in silence. Like a cat. In an absolutely firm statement of his nature, no one can ever expect what Yoongi is up to, where is he? What is he doing? So it's fair to say, you're more protected with him than behind the wall of the Pentagon. There are no slip-ups, no mentions except the happiness that radiates from within him. The soft smiles are accompanied by glances to the phone to read a message of yours. It's as much of a cryptid hunting as any to find if Min Yoongi is dating. And if yes, then who? The most dedicated proof is most often cited in the form of a peculiar vlive made in the middle of a late evening on an unsuspecting Wednesday. No picture, no explanation, just thirty minutes of a black screen and Yoongi's soothing voice coming through - to talk, to discuss what's in store, to calm down people whose mental wellness hinged on this peculiar cat man.
As you knew better, being the infamous cryptid themselves, you saw him hunched over a kitchen table, talking absent-mindedly on his phone. Moving about as quietly as possible you remained as much as a mystery as you always had been but Yoongi who'd been nursing a drink the whole night had worked himself into a delighted mess. He tries to be serious but sees you and giggles. And then worse begins to ask you questions.
Someone wonders whether he's been working out lately and with a shy yet simultaneously cocky chuckle, he meets your eyes and you know the shameless gleam in his eyes. You fear it. He's being too aware of his own power, it's no good for your strength.
"I dunno, why don't you check?" he answers with a giggle and a faint flush to his cheeks and invites you greedily to grope him. You only shake your head with a smile of your own as you continue making tea.
He reads another question.
"What's beautiful to you?" he reads and then lifts his head once more to pin you down.
"What I see in front of me."
You snort.
"Shameless," you mouth at him and he gives a demure, blushing smile, partially hidden behind a palm.
"You still love me though," says he and ends the live stream. To most people it remains just as another addition into digital mishaps of drunk BTS but for the dedicated folk, the lone sailors to whom your existence was their personal white whale, this was the one single harpoon they could wield. All to no avail of course given how when asked about it and whether or not he was hiding away a whole partner, Yoongi merely graces them with a polite, inscrutable dryness.
"You're imagining things," annoyingly, he smiles.
JIN: To the larger public they are but trifle comments.
"You want to marry me?" he speaks out loud whilst reading a question simultaneously occupying himself with eating rice. "I'm sorry, you'll have some stiff competition. You won't survive."
"Mr Kim, what would you like to say about the rumours of you starring in a k-drama?"
"I'd say I have my hands full. Being a romantic interest sure takes a lot out of a guy."
They're so offhand and weird and spoken with such a tone of amusement that inevitably they get brushed with him being himself. Exactly how he wanted.
"You're making me look like a crazy jealous person," you glare at him lowering the phone to see him rush into the private room in a restaurant.
"Dearest Kim Seokjin, if you don't accept ARMY's love, I'll fly out to personally present it to you T_T," says an anonymous commenter an hour ago. Jin levels the screen with a cool sarcasm.
"How fast can you run?" he asks. "Someone might chase you back where you came from."
This is, of course, the incident you're referring to though it could be any other hundred little remarks.
"Well, you are very protective of me," he shakes his shoulders, innocent, a man never done any wrong as he shakes out his umbrella. "Let's eat?"
You scoff with no malice.
"I don't plan on sharing you with millions of other people. What would I even get? A single strand of your arm hair?"
He winks and gives a flying kiss before eagerly diving behind a menu.
"If you're lucky."
But as they always do the tables turn and in a family event, Jin clings to you like a plastic wrap around a sandwich, his palm never leaving the small of your back, body heating your side like an ambulatory radiator.
"Mr Sir, what is this?" you whisper, navigating the social maze of his relatives.
"My cousin," he sneers with an angry pout. "Keeps staring at you. Have some people lost their shame?!"
"Look who's crazy protective now," you nurse the champagne glass with a slimy sense of satisfaction. He rolls his eyes but the corner of his lips quirk.
"I don't plan on sharing you either."
"Not even a clone?"
"Not even a clone. There's only one World Wide Handsome."
HOSEOK: Expensive. Expensive is all the world sees. The frequent gifts of luxury, mostly of clothes and lingerie, a single comment observing that his own fashion seemed to gradually involve a part of couples set - a jumper, a hoodie, a belt. But beneath it all, you're in his music, he needs to mention you, needs to show you discreetly to the world. You're a mention, an abstract form of lover he's both chasing and running away from. Perhaps it's an apology, a symbol of guilt for not spending enough time, for all the limitations you have to endure.
If he could, all his pictures would be of you but he can't. Though you're always present. Your laugh in the background of his Instagram stories, a part of an apartment whose decor is clearly not his own can be partially seen in the photos, he can be seen laughing with someone in the background, taken by an unsuspecting person. And when people question him - how he feels, what are his worries - he always ends them with "a friend convinced me", "a friend helped me through". One would assume that "a friend" is an inappropriate term for a partner. How does one friendzone their partner, some would even ask but "a friend" means so much to him, it means he has a wall to lean on, his fortress of comfort for when perfection surrounds him whole.
"Mr Jung, that is a very interesting bracelet," an interviewer remarks and Hoseok immediately twiddles with the hematite, recalling the moment of purchase, a rainy, overcast day but possessing the rare moment of being able to walk with you around the city.
"Thank you," he bids politely. "A friend and I got a matching set."
Namjoon shoots him a light glare. He was always pushing it.
"Must be...an important friend," the interviewer chuckles awkwardly, sweating about whether or not he'd be in the middle of a torrent scandal the next morning.
"They are," Hoseok beams with a bright smile.
JIMIN: Hides you away like a pearl in a seashell. He himself reveals little of his private life and being forever protective, it naturally extends that no one knows about you, except for very few people. In a perfect world, he'd get to flaunt you but the world is flawed and he tries to keep those flaws far away from you.
The only things to notice are shifts in his demeanour, his hobbies, and his likings. More than once he's been asked of sporting perhaps a colour you professed you liked on him, eats your favourite candy, has your favourite dolls hung on his bag, your gifts he wears like a badge of honour (and your clothes as well) but it is one shared between the honourable - you and him (and Taehyung most likely).
"Can I post this?" you ask him as he lays his head in your lap, purring if he could.
"Lemme see," he squints at the picture of two shadows against the wall - a tightrope between anonymity and publicity, one he walks quite well. "Sure, it's cute."
For a while, he goes back and you assume he's sleeping but then he mutters into the slowly warming apartment air.
"Do you feel bad that I hide you away?"
"Not particularly. I'm not an idiot, I know what I got myself into when I agreed to date you."
"Thanks," he grumbles dryly. You lean down to kiss his head.
"I just mean I appreciate your efforts of shielding me from all you endure. To have #Jimin come after me," you shudder. "Thanks but no."
"Still, it's normal for couples to post their pictures online..."
"And it's normal for some to not post anything at all. Don't stress about it too much, we have everything here. No need to parade it."
He hums and hugs your legs tighter.
"There is something I would like us to do," he mumbles, forcing your hand to glide over his hair. "I'd like to make a movie."
"A movie?" you echo, confused.
"Yeah, the kind where you have no clothes on."
You click your tongue and flick him on the back of the head.
"Ah, you pervert."
TAEHYUNG: Wants to scream your name from every rooftop in the world and wants to gatekeep you forever. Occasionally posts a weird picture of a piece of your hair or an eye or a hand, awfully cropped and extremely blurry. He's a blurry sort of guy.
"Taehyung-ah why are you going around photographing random people kekekekeke" writes user tete._.tata on weverse.
"I'm crazy lol" he responds.
"Taeyung-ah what's with the random body parts??" writes user StreamHobiYouCowards
"Beauty. P.S. I like your username."
And while the rumours surrounding his love life are incessantly flowing like the Niagara waterfall this is by far not the most suspicious he's been or to be frank, the weirdest thing he's said.
But miracles do happen, old dogs learn new tricks, a river changes its bed and Kim Taehyung shares what he feels, though still sufficiently obscure.
"It's a horrible feeling to miss someone and be able to do nothing about it," he remarks nostalgic on a short v-live. "You know I need to have some right here," he gestures as though putting you by the waist in front of him. "To know they're safe and healthy. Not let my eyes off them one bit."
"Wouldn't your eyes get tired," writes user YoongiMarryMeIfTaehyungAllows.
He sees the familiar username and blooms into a broad smile.
"Hello, good to see you," he bows in front of the camera. "You haven't stopped by in a while. I must say I do not allow the marriage to happen. Nope! Not going to happen!"
"Aw shame," responds user YoongiMarryMeIfTaehyungAllows. "But wouldn't your eyes get tired? To have them always on a single person...What about blinking Mr Kim?"
"I can always use eye drops," he explains sweetly.
"Mr Kim you are incorrigible," writes the same user and he nods, fluffy curls flopping like clouds in a breeze on his head.
"I am," he agrees. "But since I didn't give you permission to marry Yoongi, I guess I'll have to do it instead."
The chat goes absolutely berserk but user YoongiMarryMeIfTaehyungAllows remains cool and composed shooting only a clearly well-thought-over proposition -
"What if we both marry Yoongi?"
He thinks about it for a second.
"That would be agreeable."
JUNGKOOK: You're like an optical illusion or a spirit. Always there in the mirror or the reflection. When he's working out you're (forced to be) there, when he takes a selfie you're in a stray reflection. Memes are made that this could be the new sight test opticians could use but at least it doesn't go much further than that.
What they don't know how cemented you are into the streams of trusted few who can see his hidden posts or videos set to private. Has memorized your dates in full 10-minute videos and your face is permanently etched in the database of his secret Instagram account. He views them as small pieces of art, one shard of a diamond that makes you you. More than once has sent the wrong stupid couple selfie to the wrong person. Bang Si Hyuk being the first victim, Yoongi being the second. He's happy for the two of you, he is, but seeing yet another picture of Jungkook's hand on your ass as he's cuddling makes him throw up a little bit in his mouth, he's not going to lie.
"Please don't tell me you sent that picture to Bang PD again," you whimper face pressed against the bedsheets. He just had to be so menacingly cute about taking a picture of himself kissing your neck. He just had to be too god damn convincing for anyone's good so now you're facing the mortifying chance of being asked should HYBE be concerned about a possible existing sex tape.
"Nope," Jungkook frowns at the phone. "Worse. Sent it to Namjoon."
"Well it's not that bad," you sigh with some relief.
"It's the worst!" he groans.
"Oh, because your boy crush will have a certain proof of you cheating on him?" you tease and he flushes with a pout playing on his lips.
"He's not my boy crush," denies he looking like, you know, a liar.
"Sure, Mr "my happiness started when I met Namjoon"," you roll your eyes. "It's unfair you're putting such unattainable body standards on me. How can my thighs compare?" you lament the harsh reality poking him accusingly in the chest and he smiles, crossing his arms behind the head.
"I like your thighs very much," he coos, hooking a finger around the band of your underwear and letting it snap into place. "Especially would like them here," he then points at his mouth.
Unseen go Namjoon's various responses.
"wrong chat bro"
"please tell me you didn't send me this on purpose T.T"
"Jungkook hello? You were just here a second ago what the hell are you suddenly doing right now?"
"oh I know what you're doing"
"ew that's gross brb bleaching my eyes"
"also blocking you. goodbye."
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kittyball23 · 6 months
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Mission Accomplished (a Trolls fanfic)
Summary: The brothers are able to break Floyd free from the diamond… but are they still too late?
A/N:  Okay, okay, I know I said the previous one would be my last update for now, but how could I NOT write about that new scene that came out?? FYI, spoilers sort of, so if you’re not down for that don’t read
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The brothers’ song still lingered in the air even long after they’d finished singing it, sparkles resulting from the musical notes that they’d hit so harmoniously. The Family Harmony had been accomplished, and the wanna-be popstar twins were off somewhere in the river below them, more than likely flailing around helplessly with their thin, limby arms and legs.
Smiles and cheers had followed from the jubilant group. The Trolls had won!
“You did it!” Poppy cried, hugging Branch
“We did it!” he corrected. He readily cupped her cheek, overcome with a sudden urge to sweep her in for a heart-stopping kiss, when a weight suddenly fell onto his side, unbalancing him. He gasped when he realized that it was Floyd.
The magenta Troll, having been cheering alongside them, fell over, unstable on his legs. He groaned as he hit the ground, far too weakened to even attempt to push himself back up.
“Dude!” John Dory cried, hurrying to one side of him. Branch, Clay, and Spruce were quick to follow, surrounding their brother in a semicircle. Poppy and Viva stood off to one side, watching with wide eyes and giving the guys their space.
Branch felt his eyebrows crease with worry. Floyd had used the last bit of musical lifeforce inside of him to help add on to the harmony and break himself free, and it seemed to be having its effects on him now. He was hardly able to breath, each intake and release of air labored, and the last of his telltale magenta color was disappearing.
“Oh my gosh…” Clay murmured. “What do we do?”
“I… d-don’t think that any…thing can be d-done…” Floyd managed to say, albeit strained.
“What?” John Dory sounded appalled. “What are you saying, Floyd? That you should just die?!”
“No way,” Spruce pitched in. “We came here to break you free from that diamond!”
“A-and you did…” Floyd said. “I couldn’t be any more grateful. I knew you guys could do it. And I thank you for it, more than you could ever imagine…” He paused, glancing up at each one of them and feeling his eyes water. Suddenly, a little laugh escaped him. “Heh… look at us… We’re all together again…. I want you to know that you’re my b-bestest friends in the whole… wide… world… I couldn’t ask for any other brothers… I l-love you guys so… so… much…”
It was a little difficult for Floyd, but he managed to lift his hand just enough in Branch’s direction. Branch saw this and, meeting him halfway, gripped it. Floyd looked up into his eyes, and though he spoke no more, Branch could still read the intense emotion coming from him. Floyd was his favorite brother, and Branch was Floyd’s favorite as well. And it was the blue Troll who he continued to look at, all the way until his eyes fluttered shut and his hand went limp.
Branch felt his heart clench terribly. “Floyd?” he whispered, feeling his voice break. He felt tears pool into his eyes. “Oh, goodness no…”
“Floyd, wake up, bro,” Spruce urged, “Wake up!” He grabbed onto his leg and shook him, but the Troll was still deadweight.
John Dory slumped, covering his face with his hands. “This is my fault,” he whimpered. “If I would’ve just been faster…”
“No, bro, this is my fault,” Clay said, “If I hadn’t given y’all a hard time trying to come in the frst place…”
“Uh-uh,” Spruce said. “This is my fault. If I would’ve - “
But he had stopped himself from finishing his sentence at the sound of Branch bursting out with a sob. The blue Troll leaned over his brother’s body, pressing his forehead against Floyd’s and clutching onto him tightly.  Tears leaked down his cheeks in large, messy drops as he came to terms with what had just happened.
We tried... We tried but we were still too late. Now Floyd is gone.
Another family member gone, just like their Grandmother.
He felt his other brothers come to surround him, all putting one of their arms around each other, and the other arm on Floyd. Each of them silently mourned the loss of the magenta-haired Troll.
Suddenly, some humming began. John Dory looked up, as did Spruce and Clay, and they found that it had actually been Branch. And in listening closely, they recognized the song. It was the song they’d sang for the Family Harmony, a slower rendition of it, as Branch paid homage to its songwriter with the somber tune.
His brothers easily joined in, humming along and pushing past the pain. It was the least they could do. There seemed to be nothing else…
Until…
Branch could sense a glow emanating, and he forced his eyelids open, lifting his head slightly from where it had rested on his brother’s. He gasped. Was he really seeing what he was seeing?
It seemed like he wasn’t, because his brothers saw it too when they opened their eyes. There was a colorful glow that ran from each of their arms from where they were on top of Floyd, as if they were supplying him with their talent. Floyd’s body glowed, his arms regaining that blueish skintone and his hair regaining some of that rich magenta color it had been.
Suddenly, he looked nearly completely normal.
But, is he actually… alive? Branch wondered.
“Floyd?” he asked, shaking him gently.
There was silence…
But then…
The magenta Troll gasped, blinking awake all at once. JD, Spruce, Clay and Branch all gaped at him. He stared back at them.
"Am I... I mean, did I... die?"
He squeaked in surprise when all four of the brothers replied with a scream of "FLOYD!" and was subsequently crushed by arms squeezing him in a tight hug.
"You're alive!"
"Oh, thank goodness!"
"We thought you were a goner for good!"
The three elder brothers bombarded him with phrases of relief. Branch in the meantime remained clung at his side, not wanting to let go, making sure that this was real.
"I'm so glad you're okay," he told him genuinely.
Floyd grinned at him, sweetly ruffling the blue-haired crop of hair atop of head. "Hey, um guys?" he asked the brothers. They immediately perked and listened in. "Do you think we could be a family again?"
Branch exchanged a look with the others. They knew just what he was thinking, so he spoke up for all of them. "Floyd, we ARE a family." And with that he went back and hugged him again.
Viva and Poppy, overcome with emotion, hugged each other as well. "Mission accomplished, sis?" the Putt Putt Queen asked.
Poppy winked. "Mission accomplished!"
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vikersund · 6 months
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Hi! I hope this post won't flop </3
first of all I wanted to finally reveal myself on this platform - many of you know me as Himbeertee_ on tiktok and twitter, Hello! Yes, I'm also here :P
I felt like last few days were like a fever dream - so I decided to write a summary/recap of my journey to Stozice.
It was not my first Joker Out show, last month I was in Żalec and both times I traveled by train and bus, so if anyone wonders how to get to Slovenia from Poland - the cheapest way is by Flixbus, but the fastest is by plane. I spent 5 hours in train and 11 hours in bus and it was only one way ride.
Me and my friend arrived at the arena around 4pm and we were 24/25 in the queue and we ended up at barricade in front of Kris, thanks to long catwalk and very long barricade. (I wanted to be at Kris' side, because duuuh i'm a Kris girlie).
If it comes to new merch - there were new winter beanies, new shirts, hoodies, socks, UM and Demoni CD's, condoms, new notebook (juhuhu hahaha), new tote bags and if you ask me... well.. those shirts didn't look good at least for me, but the rest of it was fine. I bought baby boos socks, because (to the unpopular opinion) I love the name xD
If it comes to the show alone, I will try to describe few songs. As you might have seen on twitter I managed to get the setlist (which was leaked at least day before - and unfortunately i saw some of it so I didnt experience the surprise).
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The live-from-backstage intro was so cool, like I had chills, the screen was turning from the backstage to black screen or to joker out sign with the music that made your heart beat to it, it definitely built an atmosphere, we saw Jo getting ready to rock the stage, Kris leading the 5 of them to the stage from backstage, then they finally came from behind drums, which was such a cool entrance!
First song was Sunny Side of London - and now I understand that they picked it as an opener because of the "welcome" at the beginning, but when I first heard it i was kinda sceptical why is this the first song. People from the brass band joined them for the iconic balcan solo (dare I say - Kris outwhored himself during the solo).
Then we screamed for the record and we beat it, but honestly I think that the result should be higher, but because it was such an open space, the device didnt gather the sound as good as in smaller venues.
Then gola and bele sanje - honestly don't remember much of it because I was enjoying myself, maybe a little too much, but the guitar transition from bele sanje to plastika was sooooo good.
Plastika oh plastika! This song is made for concerts, everyone were screaming their lungs off and Bojan was everywhere, including the cat walk.
Proti toku - what can I say other than justice for Proti Toku! Like i dont understand why they abandoned this song at the shows...
As you already know I was at Kris' side and I had the best view on him, let me tell you. This man didn't hold back during dopamin, his moves were electric and there should be another twitter account "Kris shuffles to:"
Padam - Bojan sang the song laying on the catwalk for the entire length of the song and for a moment I was so confused where he went, because I didn't see him at first.
Then after Padam we had a small break, that included screenings of pre-eurovision clips from their vlogs and during that everyone was lying on the stage (not sure about Jure tho).
Then demoni happened and the Iconic scream was... well... demonic xD Bojan ended up almost on all fours in front of 12k audience. You're welcome or something.
Katrina - is another song which was made to being played on stage. I loved the red and white lights especially, bojan was very slutty and we were introduced to releasing fumes from the pyro stuff (not real pyro or fire on their show in Stozice).
ASTP - AMAZING intro played by a dude with trumpet, I had chills, Bojan was sitting on his knees on the stage, listening to it. I'll try to upload it to tiktok later! It is one of my fav songs. Great vocals from Bojan and Kris, the second one was very slutty af during the song (who is surprised at this point?). No Janace ending, Jan ended the song playing at the end of catwalk, nice moment between Nace and Bojan.
Omamljeno Telo - well this is the only JO song that I am not that much a fan of, but they definitely delivered their perfomance, especially when everyone went to the catwalk. We had Kris/Nace moment during the song.
Kot Srce Ki Kri Poganja - will you banish me If I tell you that I have never heard any of their unreleased songs?
Anyway I LOVED THIS SONG, can they release it on new album please? I already knew that Martin will join them because I saw pics from backstage before the show, but I was surprised to see Matic there. This songs slaps and I fell in love with the vibe martin gave while playing the bass. I couldnt stop staring at him, he was magnetic and so happy to play with others. I might cry a little when Nace gave him his bass. I loved how everyone was hugging each other before and after the song. Such a heartwarming moment, even if Martin doesnt play anymore, you could definitely see that he is still part of the family <3
Metulji - amazing perfomance, again they delivered, love the song, also amazing Jan solo at the end of the song, kinda improvised i think? At least I have never heard those sounds before.
Vse Kar Vem - well, you know who I was focused on xD I guess I have a new Vse Kar Vem iconic video for you xD
NGVOT - before the song I was wondering if they will do Tavastia 2.0 with ngvot and the scream i I let out when I saw that Bojan was far from the mic, far enough to be late to start singing the song if he had to, and then I turned to look at Kris and I already knew. This is all I've been asking for. I'm so glad that Kris is more comfortable to sing the first verse, his voice was more relaxed, less shaky than in Tavastia, I loved the way he sang "ti pa barvo las" the way Bojan does. But I still think he has to work a little bit on his voice, because I know he CAN sing (from other videos). I wonder if they will leave this song as a duet for other shows in the future or If it was like one-time thing.
Vem Da Gres - all I remember was Nace on our side and how handsome he looked. I'm not a Nace girlie, but I can definitely see why others are, and his new hair and the outfit... asdfgrew
Ne Bi Smel - this time Jan joined our side and he had a nice moment with Bojan
Ona - Another time when men from brass band joined and it was the song which had changed arrangement. I loved it. the whole vibe of the song stayed the same, but the brass instruments elevated it. (If i think about any fuck ups during the show - it happened here - the mic of the Saxophone guy didnt work at first, I've heard him from the front row, but idk if people in the back have heard him). During this song they also showed me and my friend on the screen and i cant stop thinking about how the hell it happened xD Now i am immortal in joker out stozice lore xD
Tokio - honestly don't remember what was happening - probably I was just screaming and singing.
Umazane Misli - i loved it. I LOVED IT. The way Bojan was demanding the audience who and when should they sing, and then he came down to us and let 2 people sing, and he received the THREE KAKSI ANANAS LONKERO shirt and he loved it so much, he was so smiley and took this shirt with him on the stage.
Novi val - I almost cried. This is my fav song, and thanks to Joker Out Subs and Spela the project came true, the coloful lights flashed beautifully above boy's heads. We and them were touched and it was such a special moment. At the beginning of Novi Val Jure came to our side and we could see his outfit from the closer proximity, and dare I say it was second best after Kris'.
Last but not least - Carpe Diem. After novi val they left the stage, but everyone knew it wasnt over. The break was too long and It just clicked in my head that what if they are changing into their Eurovision clothes. AND THEY DID. I just predicted it seconds before it happened. It was unreal - like i just travelled back in time 5 months.
Overall it was the best night of my life. Everything was perfect. The lights were amazing. The stage was amazing. Clothes - god, the amount of details on each outfit! Personally I think Kris and Jure had the best outfits. I couldnt really see Jan and Nace outfit details, but the looked GOOD. But if I have to complain - not a fan of detachable sleeves on Bojan's shirt.
They all delivered their performances. Not a single mistake - i am so impressed because thats a skill.
We all agree that Kris outdid himself that night. The way he moved, the way he sang, the way he was SO CONFIDENT. Like he was born to be in that exact moment.
I also loved every single interaction between boys, the group ones, or the doubles. Maybe there was no Jan and Nace astp ending but they had few moments. It was so nice to see Jan and Bojan jamming together, Kris and Nace doing their thing, Bojan and Kris' little shenanigans and even Jure and Jan had their moment when Jan ran to him at the beginning of the show.
I also love how they had movie-like credits. Everyone from their crew was credited, every person who worked on the show, team of photographers etc.
Other thing was how nice it was to being supplied with water all the time. The people behind barricade were giving us cups with water all the time, and even at the end of the show we got whole bottles.
Please don't take this post as a proper review - these are just my thoughts of the show <3
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foxydivaxx · 5 months
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Idol Sanji headcanons part 2
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- He has multiple personas which you can see in his songs:
Mr Prince (yes that Mr Prince): His default persona. His pop star persona who is sweet but also dangerous and sexy in a cold calculated manner
King Nasty: his inner slut. This is the persona most people are familiar with
Brooklyn Rage: This is his inner gangster. Like if he is in this mode, bitch run
- He has the foulest mouth of the Strawhats. He is rapper no surprises
- He enjoys being a bratty sub which makes Zoro’s work even harder
- He has a lot of sex toys hidden in his room
- He has a lot of cars
- He shakes his ass a lot xD
- Zoro is more than his baby daddy and lover. He is his best friend
- He is worse than Nami in regards to the love of money. Yeah he loves the cash
- He was once a stripper during his younger years and did that to hustle for money
- He deep down does not value himself
- He often masturbates to videos and photos of Zoro
- He always does the more sluttier photoshoots
- He started smoking at the age 12 as a coping mechanism
- He loves clubbing
- According to Lelouch, Sanji had the highest grades of all the trainees under their label years ago and he was the most popular trainee at the time
- He is the member of Aogiri with the most collaborations for obvious reasons
- He suffered from an eating disorder that would later rebound during his idol years
- He used to hate his looks and body and wondered why anyone would want him. Still struggles with that today
- He and his dad both released albums on the same day. He ended up outselling the old man which greatly angered Judge
- He does not use the Vinsmoke name. Instead he uses his mother’s maiden name as his surname
-He sees Luffy and Chopper as his little brothers
-All those moans and orgasms he does in his songs? Those are not fake according to him. According to him, he masturbates in the studio to create those sounds
-He is an ATL dude due to spending most of his time growing up there even though he was born in New York but moved down to ATL with Zeff with his siblings
-His mother got shot by his dad when he was 3 years old. He rapped about this, literally destroying his dad and exposing the truth about the old man and destroying his reputation and ending Judge's career. A lot of people mock Judge, saying that his son is more gangster than he is. Judge has tried to hurt Sanji but his plans always backfire
- His mother was a pop star and was in a famous girl group before launching a successful musical career. So Sanji inherited all his talent from his parents but he got his mother’s looks, kindness and charisma
-He has been a victim of domestic and sexual abuse, first at the hands of his dad and later a lot of his exes
-Jojo's villain club are huge fans of his
-In fact every single villain you could think of love this guy to the point where many consider his songs "The Ultimate Villain Playbook." since he tends to play a villainous role in his songs since the character he seems to exude is a sexy evil Homme fatale
-As far as he is concerned, he is an all round entertainer. All that matters is that everyone has fun
-He was and still is the main moneymaker and breadwinner for the family for years because Ichiji unfortunately got shot but survived whilst selling newspapers on the streets
-The biggest scandal involving Sanji was an old sex tape of his from his stripper days resurfacing online. Pudding leaked it thanks to Judge but the plan backfired as that sextape made him even more popular than ever as it helped cement Sanji's sex symbol status
-He has the video with the highest amount of views on YouTube thanks to said sex tape scandal (Might as well add this to my fanfic)
- Don’t even dare try to sabotage him and his friends. He will destroy you
- There was one part in one of his songs that more or less defines him as a person:
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But I am no lazybones,
Motherfucker left me for dead,
Yet I still stand,
You asked me why I do this shit?
This life goes way beyond making hits,
Started off as a poor weakling,
These days I answer to the name King
- He has a tattoo on his back close to his ass and has one on his ankle
- Sanji’s character’s stance towards women and feeding others is a reflection of real life Sanji’s past. The guy has been a victim of abuse for years and also his character’s interactions with women in the show is as a result of the things women like Pudding had done to him in the past
- He loves leather especially leather catsuits and wears those a lot
- During his Aogiri days, Sanji was not Sanji without his famous round shaped glasses. So many young idols would later emulate the style for years to come. Also his signature leather catsuits have made apperances in a variety of videos ever since
-He looks just like his mother
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Just a follow-on from your previous response, it’s such a full circle moment for Harry Styles though. The excuse that Harry styles floated around for walking away from the band was that because he wanted to evolve and make decisions for himself. It’s ironical that all his decisions seemed to have landed him at exactly the same spot as he was in 1D.
They were making fun of having to sell everything from perfumes to cars when in 1D as if that was why they wanted to get into music and here he is again selling lime bikes/perfumes/beach bags etc. He just is making more money out of it now.
Then there was the whole gruelling tours. He has been on tour constantly since 1D apart from covid playing the same venues again and again with no evolution or growth. He even squeezed in a couple of bad movies in between.
As for writing music about his own life, what does he truly write about? What are the themes? What are the important things for Harry Styles. I can guarantee TPWK was coined in a marketing meeting. I work in data science. I can tell you that they leaked his vast discography of unreleased music to collect data. You can’t train models without data. They were listening for the response to each song by each segment of his fanbase. The style of music he releases next would be curated based on what the models spit out as the most likely to succeed genre/themes.
The only thing different is that he doesn’t have to share the limelight. He always had most of it on him anyway but I guess the allure of monogrammed “Harry Styles” was too much that’s why he started wearing those initialled shirts in his last year of the band.
Omg this is hilarious but it’s all true!
The products Harry shills are the same as in 1D, except more expensive. Even the toddler/ primary colors aesthetic is ripped off from 1D.
Harry tours the same way he did in 1D, with the same moves and his picking up the flags, except the photography and the costumes (and fans) are worse.
His team copying the music and costumes of established pop music acts is also exactly the same as in 1D.
The misogyny is the same.
All those old dudes advising him from the boardrooms and Beverly Hills mansions are the same dudes from 2013. Harry’s bffs, only more transparently now.
The narcissism is more apparent now, but then he is “the most successful one” and everyone around Harry echoes it back to him, so there’s never any doubt. Is there?
“As for writing music about his own life, what does he truly write about? What are the themes? What are important things for Harry Styles?”
These?
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Can we talk about the reference to cinema in Lucky Again? I was watching a reaction to FITF (I can't stop) from someone who didn't seem to know much about L/H/1D and she said "who is this man selling tickets at the cinema?" I had to laugh. Also after the leak I thought it was "they're selling tickets at the cinema" but the lyric book says THERE which really changes how I interpret that line. What do you think?
I think yes. When we did not have the official lyrics yet I thought it was
If you believe that guy is superman
They're selling tickets to the cinema
followed by "whatever gets you through the darkest night" which I thought was a bit shady, saying yeah if you think highly of that guy and all his behavior then you go over there and buy what he's selling you, you go watch that movie, you go entertain yourself with those thoughts if that helps you I guess whatever, but then it flips and but just find the light out of that madness like find your way back to earth (you're not superman) because that ain't real life.
I think both Louis and Harry use "Cinema" in the same derogatory way, in part, because I think both songs have a lot of layers to them and yes Harry's song Cinema has a ya nasty layer which is great and gay I think it also has another layer of looking at that recently luckily called off stunt where, not only did they work on a movie and it was mostly for the movie, also the whole PR fuckery around is was another movie in itself, a fake story, baby that's Cinema, that's some performative shitstorm dumpsterart, that's some narrative for you there, and well go on be entertained by it sheeple. It's passive aggressive and I love it.
Now back to Lucky Again and the actual lyrics:
If you believe that guy is superman
There selling tickets at the cinema
HA so the believed superman is the one selling the tickets. So.. thinking someone's all that because they're trying to sell you things? Trying to get you to buy the movie, the story. It's not just that dude over there is doing these great things you go watch it no he's also the dude that's the face you meet at the front desk there to sell something to you. Whether that something is a fabricated story/world (the CINEMAtic universe of the entertainment industry idk bro we're going places) or just mindless entertainment or even a specific reference to the song Cinema (which in turn takes you to the other points in my opinion so the only added layer is larry here which great good lovely). And then the contrast to that guy being superman vs him being a hard man, and that superman is standing right there vs him being a hard man to lose/find. And how that guy can be himself, either the public version or the version he thought he was or thought he had to be, but also the "you", but also another party that's selling a life to him/"you"/them both (like wow guys look fame isn't it shiny for instance), or a general figure selling a story to the general public.
But I also wanna talk about the other references of that line: hello DC universe I know way too little about. He's going from "Superman" to Batman with "the darkest night" -> The Dark Knight. With that I'm seeing the whole batman-joker-twoface-DC-cinematic-universe come to life in this verse or perhaps whole song, with the themes of madness ("madness is like gravity, all it takes is al little push") and luck (the lucky coin / leaving things up to chance and living for the chaos deciding mad actions based on a coin flip / "you make your own luck" all that) and find the light (batsignal lol), "before the world it got so serious" ("why so serious"). Like they're not directly related or not that I've cared to figure out because I don't think that would make much sense either but they're the famous quotes and this song's hitting all them keywords and I love the idea of him playing around with this stuff. There's probably a lot more to say about this, maybe for someone to whom this is the crossover of their dreams could write an essay about this lol it's not me.
And also of course the use of superman; implying that guy can do everything, achieve everything, do everything at once, be more than any mere human, be beyond mortal lol, nah he's just another guy. He's just that guy, and the "I" is a hard man (to lose/find) even, and the "you" has been working hard to be themselves, and then he's bringing it further back down to earth with lines like "I'd meet you at the favourite subway stop / we'd grab some food and meet the lads for one". Like a wise man once said "I can't be no superman, but for you I'll be super human".
Also wanna highlight the wordplay with "I'm a hard man to lose/to find" + "I was lucky once / I could be lucky again" -> hard-luck, aka unlucky, in a bad situation out of your control. This throughout the whole song, basically saying you're down on your luck without directly saying it "you give until it's gone away", "I see how hard you've worked [to be yourself]", "i made my way back", "[the time] it got away from us", "find the light out in the madness hold tight" I think all imply bad luck, but he's choosing (let's bring in "made my way back to a life I would choose") to focus on the positive, on how the luck can turn in his favor instead.
And then the other reference: "whatever gets you through the darkest night" -> John Lennon's Whatever Gets You Thru The Night, he mentioned this song together with Mind Games (again the song that holds the phrase "Faith In The Future") in a tweet at some point, and some more times throughout recent years, so I think at the very least it's something he was aware of writing it lol.
Also darkness vs light keeps coming back in his lyrics, on FITF alone but we could be bringing in other songs, also 1D and other's lyrics too, it's too much to go in to on top of all these points now but I just at least wanna mention that's a thing too and it's overwhelming :D
I don't know how to end this because I feel like we can ramble on about these things forever lemme end on The Dark Knight Rises -> I'm A Hard Man. :D :D Get IT :D :D
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im just gonna say it. disney's wish is not appealing in any sense. they're painting it up to be the next 'disney princess and cool villain' film when it reeaaally isn't.
for starters, the main character. before, the quirky archetype was somewhat excusable? like both anna and rapunzel were isolated, so their behavior was more real ish. but asha in wish? i know it's bad to just go off by a trailer but she's just. annoying. i don't want to watch her win. and that GOAT. i don't wanna think about im.
my next issue, the graphics?? i remember seeing a comment under the music video (for the villain) talking about how you could tell the writers strike goes hard and I was like omg.. they're right. it looks like a short film you could find on youtube, not a full ass movie production from a BIG COMPANY. heck, I've seen seven minute short films with far better quality. and it's not that disney can't do good animation--it's that the care has leaked out of it. This style is not handdrawn + 3d, spider verse did that way better. how am I supposed to sit through that when the quality is shifting every camera change??
this one is my second biggest peeve. THE MARKETING. it is making me HATE it. Every platform disney can use, they are flooding them. This wasn't the deal for encanto, or elemental, or any Disney movie. This is RECENT. the movie isn't out in theaters and there are already advertisements comparing the main villain to past ones. DONT PUT HIM NEXT TO SCAR OR URSULA JE DOESN'T DESERVE IT. Disney is using the success of the old to ATTEMPT to sell this movie as good. The dialogue is too modern for this fantasy setting. Grgrgr
okay last thing. the villain himself. God, they fucked up. I watched the trailer and immediately picked a side. Didn't even have to think. I agree with the dude!! his song is stupid, it should have been some kind of speech, BUT STILL. he has every right to spoiler deny wishes that are selfish. he is literally running a Kingdom. asha immediately calling him out in the trailer with a whole righteous spiel on how every wish should be granted. I was like girlie?? you're wrong? the villain is not on par with past villains because well.. he's not tragic nor evil. it's like hating a parent for keeping candy from a child because too much candy is bad.. like?? I miss when Disney villains were formed from tragedy that have way to tragic sympathy for them. you could put yourself in their shoes and be like, this is bad but it's for me and UNDERSTAND them. This new guy? he's just right. Not wrong, not selfish, just right. How am I supposed to hate the villain of some rando righteous gal is the one who accused him of evil?
wish is just not doing it for me man
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So jumping to conclusions when it's the het relationships is completely sane and non delusional. Even if the evidences are too flimsy and laughable to be even considered as evidences. A plushie and a helmet isn't a gender specific item. If the helmets were recently used does that somehow confirm that it was used by a woman?
"he confirmed the video when he went live and told fans they know where he lives" his address is in a YouTube vid. He himself said that you all know where I live coz it's on YouTube. Don't pick and choose what he said to prove a point.
People are willing to accept the existence of a woman in jk's life based on such dumb things but they can't even fathom the thought of tae and jk being together.
Tkkrs are delusional for claiming to hear jk in tae's lives. When it's so so obviously jk, esp in that bed live. We are delusional for believing there's a romantic relationship b/w them when tae mentions that very romantic song that jk sings to him.
As for the some sweet moments narrative, you are either not a tkkr or you are one of those who only watch tiktok edits coz tkk isn't about skinship alone. If it was just about skinship, there's another ship that is chock full of some very obvious skinship. No one would be here if that were the case.
I was already very sure of them being together after watching a lot of raw bts content before I discovered their ship name and shippers. Some sweet moments are present between every BTS member coz they've been together for more than a decade. If you think tkk is real based on just some random moments then you are bound to flip.
You are a visual person, but don't you use logic when looking at visuals? Do you blindly believe in everything that's infront of you and never question anything? You saw tae holding hands with Jennie and now you believe in taennie. I wouldn't have believed in that very obvious pap walk even if I wasn't a tkkr. It was captured by a paparazzi but that dude didn't even have a high res camera with him? Even mobile phone cameras have better quality than that pixelated thing. I am not a believer of the cosplayer theory coz that is too far fetched but I do believe that taennie is a pr thing. Whenever either of their companies ran into some shit, there you had taennie "leaks". As for jk's apartment video, when everything else in that vid is so clear, why is only jk's face indecipherable? You can see the girl's face but not his? Do you not know that videos can be edited? Why have there been no new clips since?
Being a visual person, did you not see jk's listening party pics? You can easily accept a relationship based on tae and jnnie walking like kindergarteners flanked by their managers but these pics are somehow explaniable in a platonic way? What about when tae kissed jk's nape?
"it's not just about the plushie there's more to it, but this is getting too long" no please do tell more. What more is there according to you that proves the existence of a gf in jk's life? Please enlighten me
Hi anon!
Jep jep jep!
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zombeegrll · 2 years
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Up N' The Clouds
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Stoner!Sub(?)!Bokuto x Stoner!Chubby!Black! reader
Synopsis + Warning: Bokuto dragged you to smoke at this secluded beach spot, and soon in your smoke session, the smoke isn't the only thing that will be hot and heavy.  smut, riding face, cunnilingus, groping, use of weed, mentions of masturbation, use of the word "Babygirl", the regular nasty shi hehe
Minors DNI ( even the nameless blogs... I can see yall.)
Playlist Alert! (Fic inspired by the first song!!)
Enjoy <3
The waves of the ocean filled the background as you roll up your first couple of blunts. Your two-piece clung to your body as you concentrated on not ripping your leaf too much.
"Hurry up y/n, tryna smoke this quick" Bokuto hurried, watching over himself to see if any other people were coming to the beach spot. You looked up at the owl-haired man in confusion, casually licking the inside of the leaf.
"Didn't you say it was a secluded spot? so fuckin' nervous geez..." you muttered, continuing on fixing the last blunt.
Bokuto wasn't just nervous about maybe getting caught. He was really worried about the progressing boner he was getting from that flimsy two-piece you had on. His trunks were basically suffocating his already leaking cock. If you squint, you can see the wet spot on his light blue swim trunks. He would wince at every sensation, even when the sand crumbled slightly between his sweaty hands. He always thought you were hot. I mean cmon now. The way your body always fitted in your uniforms, or when your hair is always so beautifully done (his personal favorite style was the butterfly locs) and your melanin skin practically glowing every chance it gets. And I bet he wasn't the only dude who felt like that towards you.
"Since your so impatient, you get first hit, even if I did all the work," You groaned, handing the nervous man an already lit blunt. He suddenly takes the berry fusion wrapped blunt and lets it sit between his lips. You could see the ashes burning quickly as his chest expands.
'His pecs are so fucking big...like sum tits' You thought, biting the inside of your lips as you think filthy thoughts of your friend.
Soon a heavy cloud comes into view, and you could hear Bokuto sigh, already feeling the weed. His head laid back, eyes closed.
"cmon man, pass it," You exclaimed, giving hand motions to give the blunt to you. His eyes opened and scanned your frustrated face. His eyes already turning red as his lids were barely holding on.
"Mkay baby." He softly said, handing you the blunt, hand brushing yours for a second.
Baby? Is this man already high as shit with a few puffs? weird.
As you take a turn with the blunt, his eyes never left your body. Watching how your rolls proudly sit on themself. How your tits sat so prettily in your black bikini top. And god when you take the smoke, you have the most satisfying face. Doesn't scrunch up or anything. Just peacefully taking the smoke into your lungs.
a couple more puffs between you two until the was nothin' but ah roach left. While you were refixing the second blunt you previously made, you hear a shift in the sand. Turning your head you see Bokuto staring into your eyes. The red was complimenting his golden orbs.
"so pretty...why are you so pretty?" He questioned softly, grabbing your rolls.
"bokuto..."
You were feeling it. The highness felt like a thick cloud in your head. Everything felt so fuzzy that it just felt so good. Only thoughts of Bokuto having you were starting to play in your head.
" answer me baby girl...need to know why my friend is just so sexy." He whispered in your ear, followed by a nip to the outer shell of your ear. Yelping at the surprise, you gripped his hand out of pure reaction.
" Bo... you're just high as fuck, you don't wanna actually do this" You muttered to the touch-starved man, attempting to pull his rough hands away from your waist. Your eyes were pleading for him to be reasonable, to think, to not do something he would regret.
Bokuto knew what the fuck he was doing. His cock was basically jumping whenever you whined for him to "think about what your doing"
He soon grabbed your shaking hand and placed it on his needy cock, twitching at your fingers casually going over his clothed slit, weeping for you.
He groans from the contact, eyes still planted on your now shocked face.
" Need this, thought enough about it. Thought about it all day. Don't need any more time y/n," He groaned into your neck, planting sloppy kisses all over your nape. You soon squirm from the contact as you still grope at his weeping cock. You both pass around moans and whines of pleasure. He was basically humping your hand, waiting like a dog in heat for you to let him do anything else.
" Bo.."
A whine suddenly comes out of the man, signaling a response.
" Let me take care of you, baby... don't want you to just come from dry humping my hand." You asserted,pulling Bo's face close to yours, boring into his blown-out eyes. He nods frantically, too dumb to even say yes or please. You chuckle lowly at his needy response soon straddling his waist.
Bo was confused, usually, girls would start would a blowjob or a handjob. But you wanted to touch him, all over. You started to kiss his neck, just like he did. You were whispering some naughty shit in his ear. " gonna make you feel so good, wanna see who gonna be fucked out first" soon you go to his nipples. You could hear his heart racing, waiting for your next move. You were tracing his areolas.
"nngh..what the fuck" his deep voice whined. He soon gasps as you suckle on his left nipple, still playing with the other. the man under you was jolting, basically spacing from the unfamiliar feeling.
Letting go from the now-soaked nipple, you exclaimed, " Like it when I play with you like this bo? Didn't expect it to feel so good huh?"
A low whine filled your ear followed by more convulsions as you press your knee against his hard-on. After you played with his abused nipples, you kiss along his abdomen soon learning that it was very sensitive to Bokuto. Wanton Whines and whimpers were filling the still air, pairing well with the crashing waves.
"Need to make you feel good now..." Bokuto groaned grabbing your waist to pull you up...all the way to his face.
You giggled at his re-found boldness. You lift yourself a bit to add space between your throbbing cunt and his face.
"lemme help you out" You muttered as you slid off your bikini bottom, letting him have access to your cunt. Your slick was already dripping onto his cheek.
"it's ready for you Bo- ohmygod!"
It was like he was starved. He suddenly went to licking at your folds, slurping the slick that coated them. Wanting a taste of you.
" Bo..slow down-ah- m right here mkay?"
The suckling at your clit drove you insane, leaving you grinding yourself into his face even more, almost suffocating the starving man. Your scent was the only thing that was really suffocating him though. It was driving him to make you come on his tongue, His mind was already hazy from the oud and your scent just tops it off.
"Please..." he whines, bucking his hips into the air " come on my tongue baby" Mouth muffled but you can definitely hear the request. Your body was trembling on top of him as he thrust his tongue inside of you. A string of pleases was coming out of the man's mouth. The neediness is always just enough for you to finally come. A groan left your mouth as you squirted inside his mouth, also leaving a trail of your juice in the corners of his mouth.
As you lifted yourself off of him, you were greeted with a grin. Like he was an id who received his favorite toy. Looking down, you see a large wet patch on his boxers, followed by his softening dick twitching from his no touch orgasm.
" also fucked my hand to me doing that to you haha" he chuckled lowly, still hazy from your scent. You smiled at the random confession, briefly picturing his head back, pumping his cock to the thought of making you come undone with his tongue.
" You taste really good ya know?" He whispered, holding you close again, already missing your warmth.
You chuckled at his statement " I do huh-"
Suddenly you were met with a sloppy kiss, tasting your essence on his lips, his tongue, and the entirety of his mouth. He breaks the kiss while boring into your orbs
"see?"
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sakumasmut · 1 year
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hewwo. i searched thru this blog and didn't manage to find anything similar so i apologize in advance if this theme is repetitive but still. apologizing for broken english too but no language boundary can stop me. also not sure if this needs an afab reader warning 😕
been thinking about madara loving titties so much, he's spending almost all his free time sucking on your tits, and eventually, it's inducing your lactation. one night he's railing you in missionary and suddenly notices some leaking. at first he doesn't understand, but once he realizes what's going on he's gonna turn into an absolute beast, making you be on top and ride his dick and so he could squeeze your tits and get his face wet with your milk. his :D face sprayed with white liquid... cute.
of course there's not much in the beginning, but he wants to keep on working on it. every drop makes him thrilled and he needs more.
he'd be so excited. "hehe, it's like you're pregnant, but you're not! :3" he's also immensely proud of himself, he already has so many skills and has gained another one.
the whole idea of you having actual milk turns him on like crazy so he keeps on latching again and again, even falling asleep with a titty in his mouth occasionally.
the sex gets sooo much better too, your mind gets numb from pleasure everytime he's fucking you deep and latching on you at the same time. his new favorite thing is receiving a titjob from you, cumming on your leaking boobs, watching milk and sperm mix together.
one tiny wet spot on your shirt and his dick is rock hard. he's going to grab your boobs everytime you meet, grope them, and ask "did they get bigger? i think they did!" he's already fantasizing about your breasts growing the further you both go. one day he'd just decide to use a measuring tape and would start measuring your bust, writing measurements down every month to see your progress. he'll take you to lingerie stores just to stare at bras that are way too big for you and whisper into your ear "we're going to get you this big". it's fun teasing you, but it's making him all blushed and embarrassed, too. it's all going to get deeper and deeper inside his mind, he's going to start using tiny nipple pumps to make your nipples puffy and ofcourse he'd straight up milk you during intercourse.
i also feel like he's that kind of dude to ask for a lil nursing session anywhere, anytime, your milk is sooooo delicious to him, he wants it all the time. say you're at a public place such as a mall and he's like "baby i need it right now" and of course you can't say no. both of you would hide in a restroom corner. he's going to suckle on and hold his moans until someone uses the air dryer so that no one could hear the noises. bonus points for the mall, he'll joke about those nursing mothers rooms ,but won't actually dare to use them bc he's a good guy and doesn't want to bother other people.
there's also something nurturing about knowing that at the end of a hard day there's a good pair of heavy and full tits always waiting for him. can i joke about a cowboy handling his mare.
mams new song is about to be like "mix your milk with my cocoa puff milky milky cocoa yeah right" i think i have a concussion 🤠🥛🤎
good lord. okay I dig this, mama lactation kink is kinda 👀👀
god and how he keeps being so encouraging and trying to get your breasts to grow bigger so he can keep milking them? he might as well get you a bell collar and make you moo
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triple-asstro · 1 year
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Salaì Chapter 5: Unexpected Visitors
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pairing: 2012!leo x reader
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A/N: i hope you enjoy this chapter everybody, sending love! <33
song: heartless - the weeknd
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A chill stings your cheeks as you leaned against the traffic light, rubbing your eyes as the smell of fresh, clean wind fills your lungs. The clouds kept rolling by, revealing the muted grey sky along with it. You were wearing your comfy lilac sweater and cuffed jeans, along with your brown combat boots that you were using to kick stray pebbles off the ground in irritation and light fatigue. Before your impatience reached its peak, you saw the faint sight of Casey, faint black eyeliner streaming down his face and with him waving his arms incoherently. You, along with numerous other pedestrians, stared at him with an odd mixture of confusion and utter annoyance, a feeling experienced by many but difficult to describe. Casey finally stopped, nearly tripping over himself as he halted in a crab-like stance. You did the same. 
"Alright Jones,” you said, returning to leaning against the traffic-light’s frame. “I swear if this is some-” 
“I saw turtles!” 
“...You saw turtles?” you inquired. 
“Yeah! I saw actual mutants and they were huge!” Casey rambled, babbling on and on as you felt your eyes slowly widen in shock. No, it couldn’t. Was Casey talking about the same turtles you were thinking of? The same ones you saw last night? No way, Casey’s probably talking out of his ass again. 
“Mutant turtles? Casey, this is sounding a bit outlandish. It’s hard to take you seriously especially when you have your ‘menacing mask’ on.” you teasingly stated. 
“No, I’m super serious, dude! Come on!” he exclaimed, yanking your hand and leading you across streets and alleyways, running so fast everything around you seemed to blur together. Your shoes slammed against the newly drenched pavement, each heavy repetitive drop that landed on your head drove you to plan numerous ways to murder Casey. The silent rage continued to fester, with him being completely oblivious as usual until he darted right and stopped in an alleyway in front of a metal sewer cover. He ripped his grip away from your hand and attached it to the rim, lifting it with ease, which was a surprise for he had arms similar to a thin spaghetti noodle. 
“Come on, yo!” 
 “Casey, that’s a sewer. I am not going in there.” 
“Please trust me on this!”
“When did trusting you end well?”
“Once, but this will add another to the tally trust me! Plus, your eyeshadow’s leaking.” 
You wiped your fingers near your eyes and saw red smears drip down your face and onto said fingers. Letting out a heavy sigh, you approached the sewer cover and ducked into it, descending lower and lower down the dark cavern with Casey following in tow. Each mossy layer you climbed down introduces a lingering new scent; the first layer with a scent of fresh rain, the second layer with a scent of rain mixed with rotten eggs then the third layer finally emitted a scent of faint rotten dirt as you and Casey hopped off the rusty ladder, landing on the ground. The sound of zipping and shaking darted your head behind you, only to reveal Casey holding a yellow shake flashlight underneath his face. 
“Haha. Very funny, skullface.” you sneered, snatching the flashlight from him and nudging him to lead the way. Both of you explored the cavernous tunnels with Casey leading. Flooding water and the sound of clanking occasionally made you flinch, until a piercing high-pitched shriek made you scream in turn. As you turned around, your expression of confusion quickly changed to its usual annoyance as you felt Casey clinging onto your body for dear life. 
“Why are you clinging onto me like a baby lemur?” 
“A rat! There was a rat right there, I swear!” 
“Calm down, it’s probably scuttled off by now,” you reassured, patting his hand on your shoulder before he stepped back onto his feet, picking up the flashlight now drenched in water. The light shone onto a enclosed vent door with faint writing onto it. 
“Property of J. A. J., what does that mean?” 
“Probably who owns this sewer, dude’s probably dead meat by now…” Casey muttered, groaning in his attempt to open the door. 
“Man, stringbean, do you need any help?” 
“I can get this open, alright? Casey Jones doesn’t need any assistance!” 
“...Alright, let me help.” you muttered, both of you pulling on opposing corner of the vent cover until it popped off, knocking you both to the ground. 
“See? Tada.” 
“Yeah Jones, this better be worth it.” 
“So, that’s the Vigilante from the news?” Donnie asked, facing towards Leo who was sitting with his elbow resting on his knee. 
“Yeah, I guess so. They’ve beaten up a few thugs but they haven’t done anything drastic or showcased an alliance with the Shredder. But, something tells me this is another problem that we have to eliminate fast.”
“I agree.” Donnie answered, standing up from his beanbag as he began to pace. 
“We just have to keep it secretive. With Casey now involved in our secret, we need to stick to the shadows and we can have less people know about our existence.” Leo explained, but before he could finish, a massive crash echoed from above with pieces of debris clattered in a cloud of smoke. As the smoke slowly subsided, you and Casey toppled on top of each other appeared, both of you aching in pain. 
Silence encompassed the room; so silent you could hear the water flowing from three sewers down, and the shock on the brothers' faces wasn’t shared just between them. It was shared by you as well. You tried your best not to stare holes into Leonardo’s head as Casey got up with eager eyes. 
“See?! What did I tell you?” 
“I… I believe you, Casey. Holy shit..." you mumbled, diverting your gaze towards the taller turtle next to him, embezzled in a lilac bandana and his eyes flared up like an aggressive chihuahua as he chased him away yelling nonsensical but irate babble leaving you and Leo staring at each other in increasing awkwardness. 
“This is certainly a revelation.” 
“Yeah, it kinda is…” he chuckled, rubbing his hand across his arm. 
“Well, I gotta go,” you said, stepping back. “But I swear to secrecy that I won’t tell a soul, living or dead-”
“Wait!” 
You stopped in your tracks, turning on your foot with your hands fiddling with the sleeves of your sweater. “Yeah? What’s up, Leo?” 
“I… I might need your help on something.”
“With what? Do you need it right now?” 
“Yes, can we discuss it in another room?” he said, leading his hand towards a room near the right hand corner to which you walked towards, Leo following eagerly behind. You found yourself sitting on a worn out wooden stool underneath the uncomforting fluorescent yellow lighting with Leo sitting across holding a map. He was staring blankly with askew shoulders and his hands tucked behind his back. 
“You okay there, Leonardo?” 
“Huh? Oh yeah, I’m alright, fellow human!” he said with enthusiasm while you stared at him in disbelief. You chuckled softly, covering your mouth with your curled finger. 
“Well, hello fellow Leonardo,” you answered back teasingly. “So, what do you need my help on?” 
“It’s about an important mission. Do you know who The Purple Dragons are?” 
You shook your head. 
“They’re a formidable street gang who’s been threatening the East Side of New York, we’ve got intel that they’re going to rob a nearby noodle shop run by Mr Murkami.”
“Mr Murkami?” you exclaimed, Leo tilting his head slightly at your remark. “Why would they target a noodle shop?”
“Because the store-owner is blind, so easy target.”
Right. Of course. You nodded. “So, you need my help to take these guys down?” 
“I’m not so sure. We can test your skills right now.” Leo said, standing off to the side and prepping his fists. 
“Right now?” you questioned, hopping off of your seat and mimicking his pose. He immediately aimed to sweep your legs to which you dodged back, only having your left leg being hit. His previously confident smirk turned into a surprised expression, as you attempted to strike his shoulder only for him to dodge and yank your arm, sending you to the ground. Before he could strike again, you charged towards him and hurled your fist into his neck, knocking him slightly to the ground. Your eyes widened as you approached him, concerned and paranoid. Did you seriously hurt him? Were you that good at brawling? 
“Leo?” you asked as he stood up, silent. “Leo?”
“You hit hard and wildly. And that’ll help with the Purple Dragons.” he chuckled, holding out a hand. “Well done.”
A wave of relief washed over you as you took his hand gladly, shaking it vigorously. You were simply grateful that you didn’t hurt him; grateful that he wasn’t injured by your sudden strength. As these thoughts were racing your head, you forgot to notice that your hand rested in his, longer than it should. When he moved his hand, you were brought out of your trance and back into yourself, pulling away. 
“...So, when do we set off, Blue?” 
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kopawz · 10 months
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it is wip wednesday, my dudes. here, hold this:
In fact, Chai was punched *so* hard, he was going *THROUGH* the metallic ceiling, shouting as he was sent flying in a rush of wire, steel girders, breaking of glass, soft cement, crashing of wood, until–
*CLANG*
Chai’s back and head hit the back of metal in a resounding, painful sound– embedding him and 808 in another ceiling.
He coughed, before weakly laughing, “Ha– ha, Ow," He and 808 fell off the ceiling in a crumble of debris, and bounced onto the floor with glass and wood shards following them to the ground with a clatter.
That kind of hurt, actually. He wasn’t lying about the power transfer. Maybe it's a backhanded compliment, if Kale acknowledged that he couldn't beat him if he had just fought normally…
Or maybe he's just a huge sore loser who will gladly cheat if he isn't sure he's getting his way.
Chai looked around at the vaguely familiar surroundings as he made an effort to focus on breathing through a sudden pain.
He'd fallen next to the Chai and 808-shaped hole in the ground he flew out of. Man… we’ve gotta stop leaving these everywhere we go this week.
Glancing up and behind him, the amount of service desks, office chairs, polished wooden flooring, and oddly shaped cubicles were definitely familiar. All the lights were turned off, though, giving the place a different, somber vibe than it would have looked in the day-light.
The only light was coming from the ambient green glow of his core, some occasional moonlight from the windows, and 808’s glowing eyes. The only noise was his breathing, erratic heartbeat he could feel in his ears.
After looking around, he hummed with recognition, "Ohhh, this is just HR…" He took a labored breath, "So they're right above Spectra HQ?... Neat."
Not so neat that he accidentally caused a bunch of property damage again, but…
He's a little preoccupied right now. He’ll make up for it later.
Taking another heavy breath, Chai tried picking himself off his knees and chest to get up– It was very difficult to get up all the way… So Chai just sat up instead.
Reaching out beside him to check if 808 was alright, her eyes went wide with fright.
She immediately started pawing at her chest, sounding off loudly– but other than being startled, she looked fine?
“808? You’re not hurt are you–?”
She ignored his questions, and scuttled up to him, looking at him with concern. Still meowing with urgency.
"What– What’s the issue?..."
After looking at 808’s concerned pointing motions– Oh, is it me?
"It didn't *feel* like I got hit too hard. I mean," He squinted with slight effort if he focused on where the pain was coming from, "There’s this– weird burning sensation, but?..."
"I'm not bleeding, am I?” He reached to where he felt like he got punched, “I didn't even land on anything sharp, though…" There was another small clink of glass clattering to the floor when he tried to feel–
Hm.
Chai reached down to swipe open his button-up all the way to see what the stinging problem was.
"Oh, crap." …He and 808 stared in startled silence. Ok, so. He got suckerpunched a bit harder than he thought.
There was a break– a hole in the center of the protective casing of his power unit.
Glass was missing, and hairline cracks were obvious. Another small shard had fallen off when he moved to open his shirt. His music player had a crack in the screen; it was still thumping, thankfully… but it wasn’t playing any music. Kind of hard to pick a song at a time like this.
But, the real issue was that something was slowly leaking out of it.
Phew. Not red, so it’s not blood.
What even is it, then?... He reached up to lick a small amount from his hand as if that would help him figure out what it was, making 808 cringe at him. It didn’t taste very good, and it was far too hot.
Weakly laughing, Chai mumbled to himself, "...What am I, a lava lamp?" Unsure what the stuff leaking from his core was, he decides it’s best to stop touching his damaged power unit, and get up.
He breathed out, shakily, straining to stand up all the way. So, something was leaking from his core from the hole busted through the glass.
…Probably not great. It would probably be a bad idea to fight like this, so he should try leaving. Now.
Chai leaned his weight onto cubicle walls, and started walking toward an elevator he caught sight of down the hallway on HR’s third floor.
Chai decides on a quick, simple plan:
"Okay!..." He breathed out in a tired puff of air, "Get the hell outta here, get patched up, get backup, and…?”
808 walked beside him, agitated at this injury he insisted on walking off. She kept warbling up at him.
He nodded loosely at 808 to reassure the little kitty, slightly readjusting his glasses, “...Then come back, to kick his ass. We'll be fine. I don’t think that A.I. can leave the HQ, anyway."
A soft elevator chime rang out, echoing across the dead quiet of the office.
…Chai and 808 looked ahead in the distance with confusion, and then shock as they heard the elevator doors open:
Kale was inside. He wasn’t looking this way yet.
He stepped out of the elevator as the glass doors glided open, and the lights and power to the lift had instantly deactivated, and flicked back off as he left.
Kale looked around, confused as he dragged his energy sword that reflected blue light along the polished wooden floor.
His deep voice was faint, but Chai could still hear him pondering to himself with malicious intent,
"Alright then… You couldn't have gotten *that* far. Where are you?"
Crap–!
Rushing to hide inside a cubicle, Chai slumped down in someone's office chair. 808 kept quiet, faux-fur bristling with fright.
He swiped his hands into his hair, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the computer desk. Craaaaaap.
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sugarcherriess · 2 years
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🧸 26:09
Part 1 / Part 2
Warnings - Panty sniffing, perv Hyunjae rises again, dry humping, suggestions of anal, i dont know man i just want this dude to kiss me, forced orgasm ig?
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Hyunjae has a headache the size of a Russian missile when he enters his room. Not only was the schedule fucking ass, the members had been extra energetic all day.
It was Hyunjae’s birthday so they were just trying to lighten up the mood. However it quickly became counter intuitive when the fourteenth spontaneously happy birthday song rang through the practice room– effectively melting his eardrums.
Yet, seeing an unlikely entity on his bed, Hyunjae’s face lights up like the star on a Christmas tree.
Packed in a pretty pink package, a present sits at the foot of his bed. A small note placed on top of it catches Hyunjae’s attention.
Upon opening the messily folded note, Hyunjae feels his eyes leak out of his head.
Hope you like your present, Happy Birthday lover boy
You sign off your note with your hastily scribbled signature and a red print of a kiss.
The next few seconds fly by in a breeze as Hyunjae nearly shreds the wrapping paper into pieces to see what you got him and–
What the fuck?
They’re your panties. They’re washed and dried but they still have your scent on them.
Don’t ask Hyunjae why his first thought was to look for your scent on them.
But he’s happy to sense notes of your sweet sugary scent on them.
He’s busy touching the material when his phone buzzes in his pocket. And his brain short circuits when he reads your name on the screen.
“H-hello,”
The stutter makes him cringe, voice meeker than usual as if he has any shame at all.
Spoiler alert: he does not.
“Did you like my present?”
You ask, biting your bottom lip on the other end. Hyunjae gulps to clear his throat and tries again, more confident this time.
“Yes I did. Thank you,”
He rolls his eyes yet again, voice sounding rigid this time and not at all how he feels– fluttery and blissed out.
“I appreciate you packing the cotton ones for me,”
Your seductive chuckle makes Hyunjae have to walk backwards to his wall for support.
“I just wanted you to enjoy thoroughly, cotton is a great scent absorber and I know how much of a fan you are of that,”
Hyunjae takes a deep breath as his hand automatically snakes down and grabs his swelling cock.
“But if you want to go straight to the source,” a long stretch of silence rafts between the lines as you prepare to hit him with your proposal, “Then you should open your door,”
“Y-you’re….You’re outside?”
“And if you don’t open the door then I’m leaving,”
It’s an empty threat yet it drives Hyunjae to jump in action and almost rip the door off its hinges. You’re dragged into his room and thrown on his bed without much trouble. He takes the liberty to undress you himself.
It happens in a flash– at one moment you’re fully dressed and giggling at Hyunjae’s pretences of control and the other moment you’re naked as the day you were born with his face pressed into your tits.
You push him off of you and straddle him on the mattress. His sweats are shoved half way down his thighs before you plant yourself on his lap. Read: the full chub he’s supporting.
His hardened length perfectly tugs against your clit through your thong barely cupping your pussy lips. Hyunjae groans out loud at the contact and covers his face with his crossed arms. He can feel the heat of your centre transferring from your skin to his even through the fabrics separating your intimates.
Not much is said when you push his arms away and push your panties into his mouth; the pair you gifted him.
Your rhythm is quick and purposeful. You’re not here to stay for long– only taking time out of your busy day to make him cum and leave him guessing what happened.
Hyunjae’s hands grab your ass and help you grind on top of him, pressing you more and more into his cock.
Each time his tip drags against the inside of his sweats his cock jumps. And because of the graciousness of his sweats being grey you can see its every move.
“I wanna take my cock out and put it inside you,” he mumbles with difficulty thanks to your fingers pressing down your own panties on his tongue.
“Hm,” you pretend to contemplate, “you can’t have my cunt now though, I mean I gotta punish you for stealing my panties right?”
Hyunjae pushes his hips up to smack against your cunt in response which again makes you laugh. You take your fingers out of his mouth to let him speak.
“It’s okay, I can just slip it in your tight ass and we’ll both get what we want,”
The proposal of the compromise makes you moan due to the nasty way Hyunjae phrased it. You press tightly against his cock and rub your leaking cunt on it like your life depends on it.
Which it mostly does.
The shared orgasms that follow aren’t nearly as satisfying as you both wanted them to be, yet the situation makes it seem like they are.
Hyunjae can’t believe he got you to ride him like this and you can’t believe Hyunjae had enough self control that he didn’t turn you on the bed and take you like he wanted.
“You made me all messy,” you tell him, opening your panties to peak inside. Some of your cum leaks from the sides and stains Hyunjae’s trousers. Not that he minds.
“Put your pussy on my face and I’ll lick you clean,”
There goes your schedule out the window.
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A/N - “Packed in a pretty pink package” (say that ten times fast)
Taglist - @chewryy @parkhonnie @from-xero @maybeifyoutrieddd @renjun-holic @heednpy @ilovechanhee @asmigirme @woowooju
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keybladeofsteel · 4 months
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Honestly, why do you care so much what Roman haters think or say at this point? Nobody even said anything about him, so I don't understand what you're complaining about so much, or even talking about. Even if they did, again, why are you giving them any kind of attention? At this point, you're never gonna be able to enjoy your fave in peace and be happy if this is the route you keep going. As much as it sucks and as much as he doesn't deserve it, you're not helping matters and only making it worse. It's been the same song and dance since 2015 and that's unfortunately not gonna change anytime soon.
And as for his coworkers, you are aware they're in character when they talk about his schedule, right? So, they don't actually mean the shit they say. Literally everyone in the locker room, veterans, legends, newer talent have had nothing but kind and positive things to say about him. They have nothing and love but respect for the guy. Even then, they're not obligated to do it all the time and to kiss his ass 24/7.
You all act as if Roman is such a helpless and defenseless victim, like he's the black sheep and just oh so hated by everyone. And this need to protect and defend him so much is getting a bit embarrassing. The dude is almost 40, he's more than capable of defending himself and holding his own. He doesn't need you coddling him like a child.
I love Roman as much as the next person, but a lot of you really don't make it easy for others. You all like to complain about fandoms being toxic, but guess what? There are plenty of Roman fans who are just as toxic and you fall right into that category.
Wow, this is very long for someone asking me why *I* care.
Sometimes a topic will be going around on twitter and I'll type a sentence or two on tumblr about it cause I'd rather say it in a space where random people aren't wishing cancer on him. Pretty simple.
I am very much "enjoying my fave in peace". Seen him in person multiple times actually but thanks for the concern! And, yeah, I get annoyed by some of his coworkers because you can tell some genuinely feel a way (like with that Sheamus interview that leaked) and I just think it's wack when people act like they wouldn't take a cushier position if they actually could. I thought ROMAN was wack for talking like that about Brock. But I'm coddling a grown man lmao trust me, my feelings aren't hurt for him, I'm just speaking as an adult with a job who isn't gonna hate on being able to take higher pay, more clout, and less work especially if it's the kind of work that destroys your body.
Again, you have a lot of feelings for a short post I made that I literally forgot about until I saw this ask. You could type his name on my blog, filter the text posts, and you'd see I don't even make enough posts myself about that nigga at all let alone ones ~defending his honor~ to warrant being called "toxic". This shit is always so wild to me cause I don't think I've ever cared about anything fandom related in my life to send a stranger something like this and yet I've gotten 3 or 4 weird anons this year.
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ok so i was wondering. Carrie making nice sweater for brick so he wont get cold. im sure he would love it
Your wish became true! 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻💕💕💕💕
A Friend Loves at All Times
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After a party's friends last night, Brick woke up, finding that he's late from job. "Oh shit!" He thought to himself, it was like 07:00am and the local should start at 08:30am, the traffic were completely terrible that time. Brick looked to that asleep Carrie, oh how adorable she looked during the sleep - he couldn't help but giving at kiss at her cheek.
"Goodbye, love! Promise to return later." Whispered to her ear, she could feel a chill running on neck, but smiled by hearing his typical sweet-goofy tone. And grinned with a red smile around the cheeks.
And with all caring to not wake her, Brick crawled silently like a slug, feeling the coldness on floor by his fingers. "Uuugh! Looks like it would be freezy today..'' Exclaimed to himself. And in few seconds, brushed the teeths, wore some clothes, a toast with butter and drove faster as could. Roading tires for minutes, Brick looked to clock, now it miss just three minutes to arrive the doom at time.
"HEY DUDE! MOVE ON, I DON'T HAVE TIME!!" Yelled in frustration, but nothing to the traffic move, so he tried for a short cut. It worked, however, his car got an engine dysfunction: it didn't stop leaking oil, it some short smokes and one of the tires were empty because a sharp rock on way. He could call Bill the Mechanic, but he was already pretty late, so Brick didn't have choices except to push after the job. As expected, Brick was scolded by his boss and made to write down all the paperwork and followed up by screwing in all the long pipes for buildings under development.
At lunchtime, Carrie decides to call her husband and notices that, as well as having forgotten his coat, Brick hasn't taken the lunch she prepared last night.
"Hi darling!" Said the freckled girl, in the same sweet, soft tone, which was like a song to the young man's ears.
"Hi, sweetheart!" Carrie explained to him what had happened, and of course the boy apologized, but the understanding girl consoled him, saying she'd put it in the microwave so he could eat it at dinner time. And later, after all the paperwork has been done and the screws have been fixed in the pipes, Brick pushes his car to Bill's garage, and it takes more than three long hours before the car finally starts working again, and so Brick, despite dealing with a hangover, storms, a car that had broken down and all dirty and messy with sweat and mud, manages to get home.
"Bricky!" Carrie came running towards her, completely excited by her husband's arrival. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek, making him blush shyly.
"Hi, princess!" Said the boy, tired and a little weak from overwork.
"Are you all right, darling?" Brick tried to hide the fact that nothing was wrong, but from the moment he started sneezing, the girl realized that the boy had caught a cold, so the blonde used her powers to carry the boy's suitcase and support him to the living room. In the living room, while Carrie went to the kitchen to prepare some medicinal tea, Brick noticed that there was a box next to her. It was pink, decorated with red roses and small white balls. Next to it, there was a letter and this letter was not ironically for Brick, which made the boy smile genuinely, even after a stressful day.
He kisses the letter and opens the package, which turns out to be a beautiful sweater, made by Carrie herself, which was due to be unveiled at Christmas. When Carrie returned, she laughed at the boy's reaction.
"Do you like the sweater, love?" He looked like a child who had just been given a new toy, the boy hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek several times, making the shy girl blush absurdly.
"You're simply the best wife in the world, darling!" Carrie couldn't help but blush again at her husband's compliments. And so, that evening ended with Carrie and Brick having a relaxing hot bath in the tub, then eating the leftovers from the previous party and watching a romantic movie in the living room, with the couple cuddling up to each other.
The End. 💕💕💕💕
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silversdragonemporium · 4 months
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Fanfic ask meme answers
B: Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?
I take a lot of little things that I experienced/had people tell me because I'm apparently a very good listener.
For example, Good Uncle Rufus turning on that Latin Salsa music at the start of Be Not Afraid for I Am Here is me when I'm too scared to drive around at night alone so I put on the peppiest songs to not be afraid anymore.
C: What character do you identify with most?
When I write a "close 3rd person", I tend to closely identify with whoever I'm focusing on, so I can't really say that I feel a character more than other. However, some characters (like Dimitri) are easier to "tune into" than others.
J: Write or describe an alternative ending to The Forest
Dimitri and Byleth escape from the final story. She tells him "don't talk to me ever again". Dimitri respects her wishes and goes 0 contact. 10 years later, Dimitri becomes the president/prime minister and his first act of office is to send Byleth a letter with an official pardon for her felony and removal from the SO database. He attaches a note saying "I'm sorry for contacting you, but you had to receive this. I will never bother you again."
J: Write or describe an alternative ending to I sought for many things, and I only found DESPAIR
For the longest time, the draft had this ending (TW suicide): Byleth returns to Dr. Seteth after Dimitri kills himself because his love is unrequited and life really isn't getting better. Byleth thinks she's malfunctioning because she leaks out coolant liquid from her camera sockets and just says "That's...sad"
K: What's the angstiest idea you've ever come up with?
Angstiest idea… man. That’s tough. But probably the worst is a story where a girl gets arranged-married to some dude that only wants her as a trophy wife. Her One True Love vanishes without a trace. Eventually they reunite and her lover had forgotten her and married someone else. Like, 10ish years had passed and she even had a kid but she still clung on to “someday my true love will return” only to be utterly obliterated when she realizes that the person the loved most would never truly come back.
L: What's the weirdest AU you've ever come up with?
I’m pretty sure that the “Byleth is some kind of alien that absorbs people into their collective consciousness and Dimitri is sad he's not getting mindsucc’d until the end where he gets to actually be one with them”, is probably the weirdest one I’ve made so far, yeah.
The second weirdest AU is probably the bullet-point ramble I got somewhere where Dimitri ends up pregante (actual system undecided, but its byleth’s). He finds out before Corny tries to sentence him so he flees and gives birth alone in some forest and almost bleeds to death. Man.
N: Is there a fic you wish someone else would write (or finish) for you?
Man, I really want a fic set in SS where Dimitri survives (somehow) and Byleth takes him in as her super-secret husband and he gets to be a stay-at-home dad and just relax and not worry about King-ing… that, or any of my requests from the dmlth winter exchange jejeje
O: How do you begin a story—with the plot, or the characters?
I almost always start with the plot. Or what I call “the bullet list” of what I wanna see in a fic. Generally I just make this bullet list in a single sesh, just to keep the ideas fresh. When writing I can cut out or take detours, but I do like having some idea of where I’m going.
Q: Do you have any discarded scenes/storylines/projects?
I have A LOT of them, but I do my best to keep "my scraps" just in case I might need them later on. Here's a little sample of one of the scraps from Wolf Lord:
When she grabbed his arm and lifted it just a bit to correct his stance, he felt himself burning, burning, burning. But why? He had never felt that way before?  Something about her touch was like fire. Or like thunder. It burned, it seared and it made him shake like a leaf in the wind. “—Good job.” She said, petting his head. What. “Professor—” It was over far too quick. He wanted her to run her hands through his hair, to whisper in his ear, to— “You should cool down,” she said. “You’re overheating.” Oh, she didn’t know just how much he was overheating just being near her. She made him burn inside.
S: Any fandom tropes you can't resist?
I am an absolutely SLUT for the “hey sad person I care about, you want some food/water? Make sure you take something and just take it easy” thing. Those little acts of service. Taking the time to just sit next to someone and look at them in the eyes and just... being there and trying to gently coax them into doing something really basic that can help them get their minds off their pain by putting something easy to do within arm's reach. It’s in everything I make.
U: A pairing you might like to write for, but haven't tried yet.
In my own time, I'm pretty much a monoshipper and most of my attention is stuck on dmlth. But I have been toying around with the idea of a side story for Wolf Lord ft. the sideships, more specifically the Felix ones. But I'm not suuuper bothered about it.
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