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msweebyness · 7 months

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Theater Kids: New OC Class!!!

Here they are, at last! My class of OC's! Some basic background is that they all take part in the theater program at DuPont, and they're one of the largest classes! As always, @artzychic27 and @imsparky2002! Without further ado, I present, my babies!

(Additional note, Missy Rutherford and Jesse Ortega, my previously introduced OC's, are also in this class! Here's the link to their post: My OC's)

Ayesha Reynolds:

Appearance: Chestnut brown hair, neck-length and almost always tied up, medium tanned skin, has heterochromia, one eye hazel and the other dark green, short but curvy build. Dresses very comfy but with BRIGHT colors.

Bio: (She/Her) The captain of the spirit club, with enough positivity to combat an entire army of akumas. She hails from Burbank, California, and has a passion for animation. She has a YouTube channel and Tumblr where she makes videos and drawings of Disney, the Miraculous heroes, and OCs. She's got a series where she draws all of Paris' heroes (she's particularly fond of King Monkey and Pigella) taking part in adorable hijinks, with her style being anime-esque mixed with thick lines. She doesn't like being sad in public, as she fears it will make her seem less credible to be leading a club about positivity. Oh, and don't knock animation in front of her.

Dorothy "Dot" Waverly:

Appearance: Curly, shoulder-length black hair, medium dark skin, amber eyes, tall and curvy build. Dresses very preppy but with lots of accessories.

Bio: (She/Her) The dedicated secretary of the school's student council, Dot finds order and organization to be a source of peace. She labels all of her belongings and has an acute filing system for all her schoolwork. She's quite friendly and helpful, being rather close with Sabrina, but don't get within ten feet of her before she's had her morning coffee. She prides herself on having things under control and being able to solve problems for her friends, but can also admit when she's in over her head.

Petra Markov:

Appearance: Neck-length, straight blue-black hair, medium tanned skin, cloudy blue eyes with wire-rim glasses, short, plus-size and curvy. Dresses in decora kei fashion.

Bio: (She/They) The artist of her class, with a love of rubberhouse style and retro animation. They’re hypercritical of themselves, not wanting to be done with a work until it's perfection in her eyes. Petra is very passionate, and if she begins working on something, she REALLY gets into it. Their perfectionism doesn't apply to critiquing others. In fact, she's afraid to comment on pieces of art that come from her friends, in case they say the wrong thing and come off as rude.

Roxanne "Roxie" Richter:

Appearance: Choppy, neck-length, ash blonde hair, dark blue eyes, medium toned skin, wrists wrapped in bandages from fighting, husky but buff build. Dresses in alternative/punk fashion.

Bio: (They/Them) A hot-tempered member of the school's debate team, Roxie is always up to get into it with people. Despite their somewhat aggressive way of approaching things, they're a very caring and protective friend, who absolutely HATES liars. They have a tendency to handle tough situations with snarky comments, and have some issues with trust due to a terrible breakup in the past.

Anthony Mathis:

Appearance: Shaggy, black hair with blue-streaked bangs, bright blue eyes, medium pale skin, several facial piercings, lean build. Dresses in a mix of punk and goth.

Bio: (He/Him) A cool-headed goth with a penchant for making sarcastic comments no matter the situation, Anthony is a friend that can be counted on to tell it like it is. Literally nothing fazes him, no matter how strange. He bonds a lot with Eri over their love for Goth culture, and though he may not be the most social person, he is very sweet to his crush and later boyfriend, Jesse. He’s also a proud Brit with a passion for tea, of all kinds.

Candace Fletcher:

Appearance: Shoulder-length, wavy, strawberry blonde hair, tanned Caucasian skin, Sharp navy eyes, tall, slender and athletic build. Dresses in cheer gear, mixed with fashionable prep.

Bio: (She/Her) DuPont's head cheerleader who does NOT mess around when it comes to managing her squad. She's stern, something that comes with her job as the class mom. She's also the headstrong leader of her bestie group. Candace is a straight A student, and always worries about being seen as "just another dumb cheerleader." She also comes from a rich background, but is very modest about it, especially when compared to kids like Chloe Bourgeois.

Eri Tanaka:

Appearance: Waist-length, straight black hair, moderately pale skin, almond-shaped, brown eyes (though usually has colored contacts, which are violet), petite and slender build. Dresses as a full gothic lolita, lots of black and lace. Also carries a parasol.

Bio: (She/Her) Despite proudly bearing the label of "gothic Lolita", Eri is an incredibly perky and energetic girl. Very loud, very friendly, yet gothic all the same. Her usual manner of speaking is incredibly dramatic, which is great for theatre, not always the best for social interactions. She's Juleka's motivator alongside Rose, and helps the girl embrace her gothic self, affectionately calling her a "Queen of Darkness". Eri also has a joy for special effects, and wishes to get a job doing CGI when she's older.

Staci Kwan:

Appearance: Short, straight, dyed red hair, light olive skin, almond-shaped hazel eyes, star-like birthmark on the left side of forehead. Dresses in casual, athletic fashion.

Bio: (She/Her) A cheerleader who bucks the stereotype of being unceasingly perky, Staci is a cynical and wisecracking young lady who's not afraid to tell it like it is and be the voice of reason to her more...exuberant classmates in the most deadpan way possible. She may seem lackadaisical and uncaring on the outside, but she's a caring friend who'll always pull you back to earth. That is, until she gets any sort of caffeine in her system…

Margo Jorgensen:

Appearance: Tall, neck-length, platinum blonde hair, pulled into pigtails, large sky blue eyes, tanned skin, freckles on nose, slender but toned build. Dresses very winter cozy and loves to wear sweaters and gloves.

Bio: (She/Her) Despite hailing from the cold and icy Norway, Margo is as sunny as they come! The cheerleader who always goes to the bottom of the pyramid formation, Margo is a jolly girl who also loves to ship people in her school. She's got a collection of mugs and sweaters, and has an adorable Nordic accent. Despite being innocent, she's got loads of street smarts, and hates feeling like she's underestimated by others. She also has a great love for DIY and craft projects, especially home and furniture, which she often completes with her mom.

Brecken Sutcliffe:

Appearance: Mussed, short brown hair, Tanned Caucasian skin, warm brown eyes, freckles on cheeks, husky but muscular build. Country boy style but with jock elements.

Bio: (He/Him) A big-hearted and all-around friendly athlete, Brecken is as passionate about sports as he is about supporting and caring for his friends. Not always the sharpest tool in the shed, much like his buddy Kim, Brecken more than makes up for it with his good, affectionate nature and adorable southern drawl. He worries sometimes about falling behind in school and not being taken seriously, but his friends and girlfriend are always there to pick him back up when he needs it! He also loves animals and regularly volunteers at local shelters.

Soo-Yeon Park:

Appearance: Spiky, short black hair, almond-shaped, black eyes, medium olive skin, tall, lean but athletic build. Dresses very casual but sporty.

Bio: (He/Him) The certified dad of both his class and basketball team. He keeps track of everyone on class trips, and is a damn good cook. He's known as "The Sniper" in basketball for having extremely accurate range from long distances. His tall and lanky build is great for the sport, but he can be clumsy when it comes to moving around outside the court. He's a man who has no time for trash talking, and is cold and calculated when playing. Also a huge Kpop fan.

Parker Beauregard:

Appearance: Auburn pixie cut with long bangs, navy eyes, mild tanned skin, freckles along cheekbones, lean and athletic build. Dresses in a solider-esque style. (Think Axel from Total Drama)

Bio: (She/Her) Coming from a military background, Parker tends to take whatever she may be doing incredibly seriously. She makes sure all of her friends stay in line with her own brand of tough love, and values discipline in both school and athletics. She does have a caring side, which shows in her desire to motivate her friends and to protect them from harm. She also loves her three dogs very dearly.

Agnes "Aggie" Findlay:

Appearance: Wild, shoulder-length, rust red curls, electric green eyes, medium pale skin covered with freckles, prosthetic left leg, petite but athletic build. Dresses like a classic skater but with punk elements.

Bio: (She/Her) A savage shortie from Scotland who skateboards successfully while snarking. Her and Anthony love ragging on each other due to the goth being from England. Aggie happens to have been born without a left leg, and has a prosthetic one instead. She can't stand the feeling of being coddled, and feels no shame in being a congenital amputee. Aggie's got a friendly rivalry with Alix, and they like to give each other advice after parkour battles.

Mona Truffaut:

Appearance: Wavy, shoulder-length, dark brown hair, dark skin, dark amber eyes, chipped tooth in front, short but strong build. Dresses very comfy and casual, but loves to wear jewelry.

Bio: (She/They) A laidback and easygoing individual with a passion for photography and film-making, Mona is more often than not the peacemaker amongst her classmates…when they don’t accidentally say the wrong thing. Mona can sometimes have her head high in the clouds, not always making sense to her friends, but their big heart and skill in resolving arguments more than makes up for it. She also loves to decorate their wheelchair with stickers and ribbons.

Genevieve "Evie" Balthazar:

Appearance: Waist-length, silky brown hair; medium tanned skin, hazel eyes with flecks of gold, tall and very curvy. Dresses very classically ladylike.

Bio: (She/Her) A choir girl with one of the best singing voices in the entire school. She is a prim and proper young woman, well mannered and soft spoken. She comes from an old and important Mexican family, and has been called "Evie Poppins" by her friends since she babysits kids and has an umbrella. The singer fell for a country boy, Brecken, showing that sometimes opposites attract. She has a dislike for rude manners, and sometimes her pride keeps her from admitting when she's wrong about something. She likes to speak Spanish with Denise and Ondine.

Eloise Matuidi:

Appearance: Short black bob cut, sharp green eyes with thick glasses, medium pale skin, beauty mark on chin. Dresses very smart and sensible.

Bio: (She/Her) A mathematical genius with a rational and analytical mind to match, Eloise tends to stick to the more logical approach than some of her classmates. She sometimes has trouble when her sound reasoning is challenged, as she does with both expressing her own emotions and understanding those of others. She is however, a good friend who will always be a tutor when needed. She's also a highly skilled gamer.

Anais Ackerman:

Appearance: Short, wavy brown Hair, with streaks dyed a different color every week, medium toned skin, deep green eyes with glasses. Dresses in a casual nerd style.

Bio: (She/They/It) A brilliant chemist and child prodigy, Anais is undeniably one of the smartest kids in school. She has a great passion for science and discovery, which manifests itself as a great eccentricity whenever they conduct an experiment. It has a strained relationship with her parents, whose crushing expectations can give them great stress. Thankfully, her friends, like Eloise, always have it’s back.

I'm really proud to share these guys, so I hope you like them! Massive thanks to Sparky for helping with their bios! Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

#miraculous ladybug #mlb ocs #theater kids

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heraldofcrow · 8 months

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CROW

*hits you with that reverse switch*

Idek if you did the bingo thingy, but I demand things about Luther

(this is a threat)

THIS IS THE BEST THREAT EVER!!! I HAVE BEEN REVERSED SWITCHED!! AAAAAAA

Luther…Bloody Crow…my cherished son…

Ok @bimbomcgee prepare for my rambling as well xD (YOU SUMMONED THIS!!)

Man, I really just turned him into an OC, didn’t I? His in-game lore implications are great, but let’s be real, we have no clue what his character is and the wide fandom interpretation of him being a blood-drunk Annalise simp is probably the closest thing we’ll get to a somewhat canonical character.

But omg I love him. I love his design, his potential…his unnatural strength in the game and his possible links to other characters. I love characterizing and writing him despite his mystery.

Though I’ll admit, sometimes I feel like my design for him is just like:

LOL. Could this be the secret formula??? Hear me out!

He has the classic silver-haired, green-eyed, katana-wielding, anime villain with the black wing (s) vibe all over him + he is simping for a powerful inhuman queen/goddess and he’s…also completely out of his mind?? This one isn’t entirely my fault though because I’m sorry but Miyazaki is about as subtle as a brick with his external references.

But Jinx from Arcane is, oddly enough, a huge bit of inspo for me personally. I love her. She is a modern video game character that very accurately depicts psychosis and mania in a way that makes perfect sense, and when I decided that Luther was gonna be someone that descended into insanity…I found Jinx to be a fabulous reference. Plus, we have the sibling drama, the adoptive parent drama, and the unhinged gunslinging thing going on so…yeah.

Luther is also just his own character at this point too though. I can’t control the bastard. He just keeps getting weirder and gaining layers. I get to develop him by exploring his relationship with Maria, sometimes with Eileen more-so, and with Annalise as well….but my boi just keeps turning into this crazily overwhelming character in my head.

Just trying to plan out his transformation from a sweet, sensitive kid that is eager to please and looks up to certain people in his life with massive affection to someone that is manic, unbridled and hateful towards humanity in general is incredibly daunting, but I love the challenge.

I have to dig through the layers of his twisted psyche and make. it. make. sense. His downfall has to be perfectly woven into the canon territory and something that would actually fit with FromSoft’s style of writing. It has to be an absolute gut-punch, but also I want his Bloody Crow persona to be so villainous and cruel that we know he is truly long gone by that point.

It’s so fun and dramatic. No wonder he rots my brain 24/7. I am studying a villain arc with some pretty serious dedication.

And I wish, I wish, I wish the fandom would not just focus on how much they hate his fight all the time or characterize him as a petulant loser or a cliche vampire villain shnjdhnjs but hey, he did piss everyone off quite a bit and I get it. I just love heartfelt takes on him when I find them and I need moreeee.

I guess in the mean time, I’ll just keep screaming about him from my corner xD

But Bim!!! The fact that you like him and my propaganda for the stabby lil guy makes me so happy!! YOU ARE A REAL ONE M8!

CHEERS!

#thanks so much for asking about my boi you know i’ll always scream about how much i love him #it’s him and maria and eileen and annalise that pretty much demand i keep working on this story i obsess over #there’s just so much to break down #luther the bloody crow #bloody crow of cainhurst #asks #mutuals #ask game

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st4r-c0d3 · 2 years

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even MORE black mha hcs bc i am BLACK

Mina has vitiligo and her spots(?) are in fact pink

wash day for Ojiro is the fucking worst

he has to wash NOT ONLY HIS HAIR, BUT THE HAIR AT THE END OF HIS TAIL.

he PHYSICALLY cannot do it without help. so who helps? Kaminari <33

wash day in the dorms is a nightmare bc Kaminari and Jirou are running around tryna help everybody, Mina and Kiri are trying to make sure they didnt accidentally switch their shampoo due to the color in it, Midoriya has 4c hair so his takes forever to comb through, Tokoyami doesnt know how to twist it after it's washed, Bakugo has a mountain of hair and he refuses to do it without Mina's help, and Ojirou was never really taught how to properly take care of his hair so hes trying to follow along with what everyone else is doing

Mina and Ejirou grew up as family friends but kinda drifted apart in middle school so their friendship at UA is extremely important to them

Ojirou listens to some country music so he is NEVER allowed to pick the music during wash day

when Jirou was little she wanted to be a rapper so she has a few journals dedicated to the lyrics she would write

they were actually pretty good and she still adds to them consistently

Deku's mom is CONSTANTLY reposting those "Things Black People do for No Reason" videos on facebook and Katsuki makes fun of him bc he says his mom has a better sense of humor

Mina and Kyoka have matching waist beads with a shell in the very front (Mina's are pink and gold with some sprinkles of purple and Kyoka's are purple and silver with sprinkles of pink)

Bakugo makes the most GOD AWFUL koolaid known to man

nobody knows how he fucks it up that bad but he is literally banned from touching the pitcher whenever there's less than two glasses worth of juice still in it

Tokoyami has really sensitive skin so while he likes wearing his hair out and in front of his eyes, the oils tend to make his skin break out

Bakugo absolutely hates it when people see him with his bonnet on besides a very specific few

he would rather fuck up his hair entirely than sleep in the same room with someone while he has his bonnet on

Shinsou and Tokoyami are extremely close friends due to a similar upbringing with unsupportive parents

Ojiro is albino

two words for you, HEAT. DAMAGE.

Tokoyami has ALL OF IT.

whether its from blow drying his hair into a puff or ironing the shit out of it to be the emo boy Ayesha Erotica was talking about doesnt matter

bc either way his hair is begging for help bc of the heat damage and box dye

Bakugo once made a joke about how Uraraka reminds him of Cindy from The Boondocks and no one has ever recovered from it

Katsuki and Izuku used to love watching TV with Mitsuki bc she was always watching "adult cartoons" and didnt mind having them watch with her (like The Boondocks, Bobs Burgers, South Park, ect)

Kaminari has a C O L L E C T I O N of wife beaters in different colors and EVERYONE who can fit them steals them all the time (Deku, Mina, Jirou, and very rarely Tokoyami)

Hatsume almost always has her hair in faux butterfly locs

and those crochets are hanging on by a THREAD.

she will leave those mfs in until they are LITERALLY ripping out the second they snag on smth

Mina thinks its absolutely atrocious and refuses to be anywhere near her hair if she has the choice

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ottokallenhonkai3rd · 5 months

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⚜ ℳ𝒾𝒽ℴ𝓎ℴ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃ℊℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℊ𝒶𝓂ℯ ⚜

Do you remember my “OttoKallen was planned from the beginning”? This is no longer up to date. ~*~ I, the lucky person, have finally found the Chinese Honkai Impact site with the corresponding manga. And I noticed a lot of things. "Escape from Nagazora", "Sakuras Membrance" (known as St. Freya High) and "Crimson Sakura" (known as Dark Sakura Tales) are uploadet 2016-10-26. As well "Azure Waters". Apart from "Crimson Sakura", in which Kallen never showed romantic feelings for Sakura and was also intended for Honkai Gakuen Ex, all the comics were obviously Yuri. For "Divine Key" released 2018-11-17, "The Graditude Arc" released 2017-06-03 and Elan Palatinus (also known as purple Iris) released 2018-02-10 only the excerpts from Dark Sakura Tales were used, but never any from "St. Freya High". In Azure Waters there were excerpts from the author that proved that Kallen and Otto were engaged, but Kallen fell in love with Sakura. However, when the webcomic 2021-04-26 was uploaded translated to the international site, these excerpts were missing. In St. Freya High, "Moon Shadow" uploaded 2016-09-30 and "the great Graditute Arc" Otto comes across as an unempathetic psychopath. Only with Elan Palatinus uploaded 2018-03-10, Secound Erruption uploaded 2019-09-14 and "London Holiday" uploaded 2020-01-04 is Otto portrayed much more sympathetically and humanely, even if he retains his evil characteristics. While Kiana's feelings for Mei are strongly expressed in Escape to Nagazora and St. Freya High, she denies them in "EA Inversion", uploaded 2017-03-23, 27 days later than The Graditude Arc. Especially since I heard that Dark Sakura Tales is a reference to EA Inversion. The Chinese Elan Palatinus description says something like this: In 1470 AD, Tianming, seeking to expand its power, launched a massive eastern expedition. Despite her doubts about the purpose of this war, Kallen Kaslana, Destiny's most powerful Valkyrie, obeyed the Organization's orders. But on the battlefield her conviction was questioned... However, the English description says: In the year of our Lord 1470, Schicksal rallied the Princes of Europe and unleashed a Crusade to conquer the Far East, only to be defeated by an inmortal warrier. Kallen Kaslana, a powerful Valkyrie warrier, must make a choice between love and her oath.

It must have been in 2020 when webcomics were removed. This affected not only the webcomics with Yuri content, but also other webcomics. There are only three chapters left of "St. Freya High", the webcomic that was the only one to show Kallen's feelings for Sakura. However, the chapters with the romance between Kallen and Sakura have disappeared. Now you can blame this on Chinese censorship. But how likely is that? SakuKallen was a couple in HI2, the chapter with the kiss between Bronya and Seeele is still there. Why should China say this to these two of all people? - No. We do not want.

I've already dedicated an entire post to the differences that St. Freya High has from other webcomics and game content. Strangely enough, it's the webcomics that came out later that have a hard time with the content. The three largest are: In SFH, the people protect Kallen when she is about to be executed. In Elan Palatinus and in the video clips it doesn't. Probably because Kallen lost in the war and people hated Schicksal. In SFH, Kallen explicitly says that she no longer sees any meaning in life and Sakura's hair appears in the background. In the game, Kallen doesn't want to die, but prefers death rather than becoming a pawn of Schicksal. In SFH, Otto doesn't care about people and boasts about his plan to release the Honkai beasts. In the game he followed his sister's plan and he saw no other way out to save Kallen. In this case it is probably less about Chinese censorship and more about the fact that these chapters no longer correspond to what is happening in the game. I believe that Otto was intended to be a pure villain who was extremely obsessed with Kallen. His character was supposed to just suck so that Sakura would get a positive boost as Kallen's partner. But Mihoyo decided to give him more depth as a character. In this case the couple may also have changed. It's strange that the pictures that prove Otto's one-sided love never appeared on the international website. It's strange that everything that hinted at Kallen's love for Sakura has disappeared. Apart from any side events that are not part of the story. It's strange that they put the aspect of love on the international Elan Palatinus description. It's strange that in the game Kallen said to Otto "Maybe in another world..." when they were talking about getting married together. It's strange that Kallen is married to Otto in a timeline in GGZ. Not to mention, that in "Secound Key", uploadet 2020-06-20, they are a couple in Su´s memorial bubble Universe. ~*~ SakuKallen may have been a planned ship, but you can see the change that Mihoyo has made. The manga become significantly more de-Yuri-fied over time, but gain more depth. Just like Otto's character. That's why I can well imagine that Kallen (also) has feelings for Otto. No. I'm pretty sure that's the case now.

#honkai impact #honkaimpact3rd #kallen kaslana #ottokallen #otto apocalypse #gun girls z #houkai gakuen

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hiccupologist · 3 months

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so about that petplay hubworld au

“I have a new client coming to visit in a few days. Are you good with that?”

“Oh.” Simon said, quietly. He laced his fingers and examined the cuffs of his sweater for lint, something Betty recognized as a nervous behavior similar to a housecat grooming itself. He ultimately had no say in what happened, but he could tell her how he felt about it and she would comfort him appropriately, or even take mercy on him and work with the other Simon in one of her outbuildings. Once she made another Betty come and take her Ice King back after only one day because he’d scared her own Simon so badly with his behavioral problems. In short, Simon felt somewhat resigned, but optimistic nonetheless. “What… kind of Simon is he?”

She sighed and patted her lap, which her husband eagerly took as invitation to snuggle up against her with his head nestled in her arms. She began to softly stroke his hair, following its slight curl. “That’s what I want to talk to you about, actually. So. He still has his crown.” She immediately felt Simon’s muscles stiffen and his heartrate speed up and felt a pang of guilt. As a Betty Grof variant, one of the reasons she was so desirable as a therapist and trainer was the fact that she’d managed to restore her Simon through… largely humane methods. Still, he wasn’t entirely back to his old self. His mind was intact, and she knew that was all either of them really cared about, but she couldn’t help but wonder if she had waited longer, that maybe she could have done things perfectly.

The crown had left marks on him, even if they weren’t on his memories or the outside of his body. He had trouble processing his sensory input, issues with sleeping, he was certainly a little more emotionally fragile, or perhaps that was just the effects of trauma. He was incredibly uncomfortable with magic, moreso than usual for a mortal Simon, and hardly ever left the house. She decorated a cozy little study for him as a place where he could feel safe, and it immediately became his favorite place when it wasn’t practical to be at her side. One one side of the room was a wide, low slung daybed piled with cushions, soft blankets, and an impressive collection of flightless bird plushies. A shallow, tasteful wicker chest filled with his personal stims and chews peeked out from under the bed frame, hidden securely from the sight of any untrustworthy fellow Simons. The other side was dedicated to a wall of bookshelves and a large desk that could be used for exciting things such as cleaning stones or practicing calligraphy.

“Well… as long as he isn’t too aggressive…”

“I’ll be honest, I am going to be treating him for some… interpersonal challenges. But he’s not a regular Ice King. He’s called Winter King and it seems like he can be really friendly. Look, I have a video his Betty sent me. You can watch if you want.”

She retrieved a gold and tortoiseshell ringed tablet from the pocket of her coat, and Simon brought himself up to a crouch and nuzzled into the side of her neck to watch. Someone was filming a slender, lithe ice elemental in what looked like a Victorian nightgown flailing excitedly on a red velvet sofa, at one point flopping upside down over the edge and addressing the camera with a cheerful, carefully articulated “Hi, Stranger Betty! I’m making an official diplomatic journey to your universe on behalf of the Winter Kingdom and it’s going to be super rad because I’m so much fun and people will actually tell you that!” He did a few dramatic scissor kicks with his bare legs, after which Betty abruptly paused the video and shut the screen off, but not in time to prevent a single, blurry frame from another clip from playing, an erratically posed figure in the same shade of turquoise. Simon was not entirely convinced, but of course, he had no real authority in the situation.

#spider's kink wips #a first draft fragment i wrote impulsively before bed

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starfxckersinc · 2 years

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Hello! I saw your post on exposingcourtneylove, along with the tags saying how nothing negative was ever said about Kurt, and the further discussion on how it was a mutually toxic relationship. I have wondering if you could elaborate on that? I'm not denying that men can't be victims to abuse, of course--I had an uncle who was in an emotionally abusive relationship, alot like how that blog described.

yeah man ofc, thank you for being so respectful & asking abt a special interest of mine. I think exposingcourtneylove was/is a complete delusional mess bc it’s run by somebody who legitimately used to believe they were dating his ghost in the spirit world & fucking thru astral projection so I kinda pity that entire scene now. aside from shit that can be proved w video clips (such as Court saying slurs & shit) I wouldn’t believe anything u read there, esp not the shit abt like. Frances being forcibly conceived. bc that’s just a disgusting disgrace to how much Kurt wanted & loved that child, but that’s a side rant.

Kurt was really manipulative in his own ways and very dysfunctional. he never matured properly bc of trauma and untreated mental illness so he just never developed a real sense of emotional responsibility or an understanding of adult life, if that makes sense? like at my age he was still living rent free w Tracy Marander & manipulating her out of asking for help by threatening to sleep in his car. His relationship with Tobi Vail failed bc she wasn’t interested in mothering him or being in a monogamous relationship with him (neither of which they’re guilty of anything for!) so without somebody basically acting as his mother he lived in complete disarray and was miserable. when he and court got together she fulfilled all that shit he couldn’t get from his two previous serious relationships.

firstly, she was maternal and sort of a parentified eldest sibling so she was willing to baby and protect him. she would clean up after him, revive him, do drugs with him, defend him, filter his parental relationships for him, and give him at least a parody of the cohesive family life he was convinced he had to have. that is a LOT to expect your wife to do for you, and ofc he reciprocated in his own ways, but it went like? deeper than that? like according to Heavier Than Heaven and Hole’s BTM, Kurt was so needy and so fucked up that it put a strain on their relationship.

examples of that neediness would be: begging Courtney to let him do drugs/manipulating her into using with him, expecting her to help him through all of his breakdowns/not being able to handle them himself, being so insecure that he would rather OD than like. have an adult discussion with his wife about his insecurities & spare his child the loss of her dad. like he overdosed in Rome because he was convinced she was cheating and it affected her so badly that she had a nervous breakdown and her hair started coming out bc the mfer put himself in a COMA rather than talking about it.

if she laid down any ground rules, esp during the last year of their marriage, he would immediately break them. when she asked him not to do drugs in the house, he would just disappear to random hotels and she’d freak out thinking he’d die while using. if she let him do drugs in the house, she’d have to revive him or potentially have him die in front of her. when they did their final intervention to try and save his life, he told her she didn’t have any room to talk because she was just as fucked up as him- a fact that at the time wasn’t true, and it upset her so much that she had to be helped out of the house & out of the intervention. she was dedicated to improving in ways that Kurt wasn’t and she was never, never as badly addicted to specifically heroin as he was.

I think court is abusive, definitely, but specifically to Frances. I don’t think it can be argued that she abused Kurt because while she did pick fights with him & do things that set off his insecurities, he fought back just as hard and he hurt her very very deeply. I don’t think either of them were good to one another but I think they were as good as they could be, if that makes sense? like I think there was true love & soulmate shit going on there, it was just buried under these horrible issues and unhealed traumas. the real victim of Kurt and Courtney’s relationship is Frances, who is basically the quintessential “fix-it baby”, something she’s described herself as before. like idk why we focus on who abused who in an equally codependent & miserable relationship when the kid they had is the one who endured the most damage.

#aberdeen spoken word #sorry this is a rambling mess lmao I’m very tired

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1,6,9,17!

Little More Conversation || Accepting

1. Does your muse have any extra turn ons?

It’s a quiet night, the rain preventing them from hitting the surf properly. She’s told him that the perfect time to be out on the water is before a storm, during ~Especially the Atlantic~ is too cold, too dangerous, and immediately after, the waves are far too glassy. But to ease the little lines between his brows, she’s suggested watching some movies, even going so far to offer to forgo the subtitles. While helping her make the hurricane popcorn, Eric is so kind as to say she can keep them on.

Maybe there should have been more concern about what they were watching, and not how.

The first is the musical adaptation of Sweeney Todd, and despite the fact that Beth is unfathomably coy when it comes to certain subjects, she makes no effort to hide how she squirms a little, giggles over, and has absolute heart-eyes for both Johnny Depp’s titular Demon Barber, or Helena Bonham Carter’s Mrs Lovett, especially when it comes to the blood and the glinting silver blade. Or how she glances over at him with her fey sort of smile, and sings snippets of the score. Maybe he should have realised there was a running theme when she offered to put on The Red Dragon. {{Specifically Beth has a thing for knife-play, breath-play, blood, biting}} ~*~

6. Does your muse like to roleplay in the bedroom? What archetype or character do they like playing?

“Oh, I love role playin’!” Her hands come together as she claps excitedly a time or two, and then she takes off at a quick pace. “Whenevah I use f’ play wi’ my braddah, he always play like Paladin or Hell Knight an’ one time as a monk. I t’ink he jus’ really like playin’ Lawful Neutral kine. An’ he always, always make me play da cleric so he have a dedicated healer, but in my heart of hearts... I always wanna be eiddah a barbarian or mebbe some kine slinky rogue. I could pick locks, an’ poison my enemies, an’ steal alla stuff!, but I would do it so dat I could support orphans an’ widows an’ save ‘em from da tyranny of da evil king.” {{Beth has never heard about romantic role-playing and wouldn’t necessarily understand what to do or how to play.}} ~*~

9: What is your muse’s preferred setting for sex? Do they keep it in the bedroom or are they more adventurous?

The sheer giggles. Soft and innocently and almost entirely too girlish for a woman her age, even if that age is nebulous. It heralds the blush that arrives like a whirlwind into her cheeks, and she takes a moment to fuss with tucking one lock of dark hair behind her ear. “I mean... dere is a lot of land in our family, mos’ of it secluded, no one ‘round for miles. An’ I do have a fondness for bein’ out in nature.” ~*~

17: Has your muse ever had an awkward moment during sex? What happened and how did they handle it?

She manages to stave off the sound she’d just made at the next question, and everything about her shifts. Her chin tucks down and the colour in her cheeks darken. Her shoulders round forward. Her arms wrap around her waist before she glances up into Eric’s eyes. Her words come slow, measured. Full of trace confusion. “I uhm... I’ve nevah....haven’t... you know dat, right? I...I mebbe mention it before?” Her experiences are not vast, nor are they entirely alone. Having lived with her brother most of her life, she’s been privy to the sounds people make. She’s caught glimpses and from those she’s sought out more data in the forms of videos and novels and televised media. There was that time in medical school, before she ended up dropping her residency... “I’ve...ah... tried time or two...to...replicate what I saw... but it never work out da way it was suppose to. One time, back when I was studyin’ t’ become a doctor... somehow I got my presentation mix up wi’ my personal journal. Half my class saw a dream I had written out on da large smart board behind me. When I realise why dey were laughin’ an’ pointin’ an’ talkin’... I sorta want to die on da spot.”

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unhingedreviews · 1 year

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Carmilla the Youtube show

The sun is shining, it is 5:52pm and I have decided that nothing will happen this evening except the completion of this show so I have pot noodles and a fiery desire to forget reality so let's goooo

1 E20 "Sock Puppets and European History"

Flashback material with sock puppets jesus

Carmella's sock puppet is like the Potter Puppet Pals Voldemort

Ma'am I'm fairly sure that in the original text you do definitely eat those girls but I get that you can't be the bad guy in this Canonically Queer Vampires Are Great retelling

Carmilla became a Hozier song yo

Her mother is the dean, right

KNEW IT

S1 E21 "Strategic Planning"

Carmilla slurping blood and watching Twilight is a mood

Carmilla | S1 E22 "Afterbite"

Tbh the mother in the book is a huge Question Mark and maybe I missed it because I read most of the book in sub zero temperatures but she orchestrated Carmilla's friendships, right? So she was either also a vampire or a very dedicated servant

Oh god just kiss already

S1 E23 "We Need To Talk About Carmilla"

I'm with her as ethics as an attempt to impose order

Carmilla | S1 E24 "Breaking Up (With An Amazon) Is Hard To Do"

It really bugs me that you can't tell what season it is from the clothes they're wearing

This is nearing Carry On Film levels but caring about someone =/= it's your job to keep them safe is in fact a salient observation

S1 E25 "Basic Parasitology"

'Nobody likes theatre students' ahahah

I take back the comments about the good lines, 'holy crapsticks' should be an illegal phrase

S1 E26 "The Standard Issue"

'I don't want to be Susan anymore' okay why do the good emotional lines always follow the shit ones

'I've been marked for death by a vampire cabal and you are fighting with your best friend.' Potato tomato

S1 E27 "Required Reading"

The library ATE someone that is the way to go

Okay what if people are watching these videos are they just assuming it's a prank

Carmilla. Wear pyjamas. Those jeans are not comfortable for sleeping. also. Carmilla in pyjamas

S1 E28 "Blame Enough For All"

GET YOUR SHOES OFF THE BED

and seriously why are you live broadcasting this shit

Did Laura just fall asleep flat on her face

S1 E29 "PTSD & Brownies"

I too clean when anxious, although you would not know this to survey the current state of my living quarters

The curly haired girl vacuumed AROUND Carmilla who didn't wake up what

Sidenote: either someone in the next door house is putting up a shelf or having sex I'll update you

Oh it's stopped almost straight away

So presumably...

S1 E30 "Monsters, Lies & Videotapes"

LaFontaine is pragmatic in a crisis, I appreciate that

S1 E31 "Of Hearts And Holy Hand Grenades"

So Laura got bit and still nothing's happened except cat dreams? I had a cat dream the other day. Do I have cute goth roommates? No.

I'm with the redhead, even I do my homework when the world is ending

Laura you put on a random necklace you'd never seen before having spent half a semester badly battling the forces of evil COME ON

S1 E31 "Of Hearts And Holy Hand Grenades"

I'm with the redhead, even I do my homework when the world is ending

Laura you put on a random necklace you'd never seen before having spent half a semester badly battling the forces of evil COME ON

S1 E31 "Of Hearts And Holy Hand Grenades"

Got distracted by some weather idk Carmilla's mother is around?

S1 E33 "Pep Rally"

'There is a whole campus full of people out there' and none of them want to get involved mate have you met students

Oh I was right

S1 E33 Do Not Go Into The Light

I don't know what flunking out is but it sounds American for 'was shit at uni and the uni told me to fuck off'

S1 E35 "Heroic Vampire Bull****"

Are these people being cute gross

Why does my university have a heel dancing club but not an alchemy club

'When the chips are down you're kinda like a bro' that is friendship right there

S1 E36 "Life Goes On"

Betty is me. entirely.

LaFontaine is dating a computer ghost of course they are

If Carmilla is vampire why'd Laura hold up her head when feeding her blood if she doesn't breathe can she choke??

okay yeah that was cute

'I was using the ancient book as a bathmat' fair

THOUGHTS OF A VERY TIRED, HIGHLY STRUNG VIEWER

I'd rather flatshare with Carmilla than most of my current household because at least she's pleasant to look at when she doesn't clean up after herself. and also is a goth lesbian I GUESS. also top stuff making a TV show using one camera angle and an extremely old Sapphic vampire story as your source material, that was a gamble and I appreciate it

#Carmilla the Youtube show

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ok here we go again.

sooooooo lizard invasion, a conspiracy theory so notorious for being laughably awful, however in one of my story concepts this memorable conspiracy theory become a reality.

https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2016/12/22/monsters-for-grownups/

a link set to me by kyrstie goes over a story of a person believing that the world is being run by lizards.

https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2016/12/22/monsters-for-grownups/

Learning the ins and outs of our Reptilian overlords.

“This election was a nightmare. As the day grew close, I sequestered myself at home. I would not watch the news, read the paper, or visit any site more taxing then CuteKittenOfTheDay.com. I didn’t visit my relatives on Thanksgiving because I knew that turkey and dressing would devolve into torture and debacle. Instead, I hid at home, baked cookies, and binge watched Mystery Science Theater 3000.

It was of course impossible to hide completely from the fallout, but at a certain point I knew things had gone over the edge. I heard stories of little children afraid to go to sleep for fear that Donald Trump would visit in their nightmares. Like a Golem or Frankenstein’s monster, he was poised to strike. I found out that the daughter of a right-wing family that lives next door to me in Connecticut literally thought that Hillary Clinton was a witch—like one newscaster called her—and was going to fly through the window and turn her into a toad. The candidates were called Nazis, fascists, corrupt thieves, even murderers. Who wouldn’t be scared of them?

I will tell you who: David Icke. For the last twenty-five years, this British, white-haired ex-footballer has been preaching an elaborate theory about who really runs the world. He explains this theory, along with its grim endgame scenario, to anyone who will listen, which means he speaks to thousands of his followers in the UK and around the world. His lectures fill enormous auditoriums and sports arenas. He sells books and videos and maintains a robust YouTube presence.

Despite his forays into archeology and the construction of the universe, and despite his surprising erudition about signs and symbols, Icke really believes one thing above all else: that twelve-foot-tall lizards from outer space rule the earth. When he says “lizards,” he doesn’t mean James Carville or someone who kind of resembles a reptile. He means actual lizards.

Thousands of years ago, you see, lizards came to Earth from the planets Orion, Sirius, and Draco. They were intergalactic usurpers and their plan was to interbreed with humans. Not sexually, thank God—by changing our DNA. Once they had transformed most of us weak and defenseless earthlings into their slaves, they would rule.

These Reptilians are not dull-witted things, like, say, pet-shop iguanas. These lizards are brilliant. So brilliant, in fact, that they’ve shape-shifted into the bodies of all sorts of people you may regard as revered and accomplished human beings. Among the lizard elite, Icke includes the entire British monarchy, the Bush family, the Rothschilds, absolutely everyone invited to Bohemian Grove, the Illuminati, Freemasons, most Jews, the Pope, Obama and his wife, and—inexplicably—the country-western singer Boxcar Willie.

The list is far more extensive, but you get the gist of the awesome power these lizards hold over the rest of us. Because it would be difficult for a twelve-foot lizard to fit into a six-foot human body, the lizards have perfected not only shape-shifting but also a hologram technology. You may think you’re looking at Queen Elizabeth, but it’s just a hologram of her. How smart is this!

Maybe such smart lizards, you may think, would do a better job of running this planet then we have. If only the lizards were dedicated ecologists and humanitarians, we might willingly submit to their rule. But sadly David Icke’s lizards are the bad boys of the cosmos: cannibals, pederasts, Satanists. They’re evil to the bone, like Hells Angels with scales. You really wouldn’t want them in charge of anything, even if most of them, being world leaders, are already running the show (except for Boxcar Willie, who hasn’t had a hit for years).

David Icke has convinced me that things can be, and maybe already are, much worse then anyone suspects. So I’m ditching the Democrats and the Republicans, the alt-right and the radical left, the libertarians and the Green Party, and throwing my hat in the ring with the Ickes Party. The Reptilian agenda is a matter of galactic import; human problems seem small in comparison. The first order of business is to build a wall and keep undocumented “aliens” out—and when we Ickettes say “aliens,” we mean aliens. This is, I’m told, our only hope.

Jane Stern is the author of more than forty books, including, most recently, Confessions of a Tarot Reader. With Michael Stern, she coauthored the popular Roadfood guidebook series. The Sterns recently donated forty years of archival materials to the Smithsonian museum, documenting the atmosphere, stories, and history of various restaurants, diners, and regional food events.”

an interesting Idea I thought of is that story isn’t talking about it from a factual point it’s from the point of view of a person thinking that the world is run by lizards, meaning there could be a very high chance that this is a narrative instance of an unreliable narrator, sure they could be right and queen Elizabeth is actually a 6 foot talk lizard using holograms to make herself look human... or there’s a much greater chance that old man Richard is off his meds again and needs to calm down before he tries to see if a human sacrifice will actually summon a demon.

this conspiracy theory stigma around the concept could in some way be used within the story itself, maybe no one knows or believes it’s happening because of how absurd the idea is.

Stern, J. (2016) Monsters for grown-ups, The Paris Review. Available at: https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2016/12/22/monsters-for-grownups/ (Accessed: February 27, 2023).

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youlooklikearealbabetoday · 5 years

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Sandra Oh for Porter

Sandra Oh is a trooper, too: bristling with energy, hyper-engaged, determined to be authentic and squeeze every drop out of life. She doesn’t do many interviews. I suspect their one-sidedness bores her. But conversations, where she can actually learn things about other people, those she likes.

“You’ll have to ask Phoebe Waller-Bridge how my hair became a narrative point in Killing Eve [laughs]. It’s like there’s something free or wild about Eve’s nature that I do think comes out in the hair.”

#sandra oh #flawlessbeautyqueens #wonderfulwoc #dailywomen #killing eve #grey's anatomy #my edit #the fact they have an entire video dedicated to her hair....#ICONIQUE #channy i stg im working on your set i just got diStRActEd

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jungkxook · 3 years

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—midnight getaway. (m)

⟶ pairing: jung wooyoung x fem!reader

⟶ genre: sprinkle of youtuber!wooyoung + fluff / smut

⟶ words: 6,488

⟶ rating: 18+

⟶ summary: a “romantic” getaway surrounded by your friends leads to an interesting night alone with wooyoung

⟶ warnings: pwp, wooyoung says baby a lot bc he’s in love, some teasing woo, exhibitionism, doggy style, sort of praise kink, ass play (fingering, fem!recieving), breast play/fondling, finger sucking, riding, unprotected sex, creampie

⟶ note: this is the first fic i’ve written in a while and my first ateez fic no one come for me pls also this is dedicated to the lovely @kithtaehyung !! thank you for always encouraging me and my wooyoung antics!! 💛

p.s. this is shamelessly inspired by this wooyoung selfie!!

“Ugh. You obviously like her.”

The begrudging sigh comes from Yeosang, narrowly giving Wooyoung a heart attack when he realizes that you’re still within earshot. This wouldn’t have been so much of an issue had Yeosang not been so clearly talking about you to Wooyoung, though he barely has any time to recollect himself. Instead, sprawled out on the poolside of the villa the group had rented out for their week-long vacation in Jeju Island, Wooyoung firstly decides that he has no idea what Yeosang’s talking about.

“We’re just friends,” Wooyoung retorts.

“A friend you invite with you on a romantic getaway?” Yeosang asks with a wolfish grin.

Wooyoung shakes his head. He can still see you through the windows of the villa, now in the kitchen talking to Hongjoong. You’re all bright-eyed and glowing from the sun, in a swimsuit you had been putting to use just a few minutes ago when you took a dip in the pool. “Some romantic getaway, considering there’s seven idiots in the same house as us. Also thought this trip was meant to have no distractions.”

Which isn’t really a lie, because while their trip to Jeju was mostly for their YouTube channels, it was also meant to serve as a well-deserved break for the boys, and their leisure work of choice wasn’t exactly taxing and the majority of their trip so far has been spent simply enjoying themselves. Hongjoong had been so adamant too that there would be nothing to hinder them during their well deserved break. And of course you jumped at the offer to tag along when Wooyoung asked you, because you were his best friend but, moreover, his best supporter when it came to his passion and his videos.

“Yeah,” San hums nonchalantly from within the pool. He had been one of the few to jump in with you earlier, “but I don’t think friends flirt with each other on a daily basis.”

“Not to mention your video was all about her,” Jongho adds from beside Wooyoung. “I thought we were supposed to be promoting tourism in Jeju, not Y/N.”

That was a bit of an exaggeration. Sure, you had featured in a lot of the video Wooyoung had only just posted for his “Our Side of the Story” series he was doing (mostly daily vlogs, or aesthetic short films that you’ve always loved ━ much like the others, who have found a way to incorporate their love for music, dance, cooking, and everything in between in their vlogs), but you always made an appearance when you were so close with him. His viewers were used to it by this point, safe for the occasional questioning comments as to whether or not you two were dating. This video in particular saw you having the most fun in a while, frolicking the streets of the city, sprinting across the beach into the shallows of the ocean to try and splash Wooyoung with water; shaved ice shared between you and him and the way you snuck a bite of his when he was preoccupied, bike rides along the waterfront, and clambering along hiking trails so you could pose in a field of flowers that you had so desperately wanted to see.

Now, Wooyoung gives a roll of his eyes. “Funny. I don’t know what you guys are talking about.”

“Yeah, sure,” Yeosang sighs again. “When are you gonna tell her the truth?”

“The video already kind of did,” Jongho points out tauntingly. “If I was Y/N, I would have already realized.”

“Yeah━” San is beaming now as he clambers out of the pool, “but if you don’t want her, Woo, can I make a pass at her? Y’know, just to help take her off your hands━ Ow! What the hell?”

San jumps suddenly when Wooyoung chucks one of the pillows off of the lawn chair at his head.

“Keep your hands off her━” Wooyoung chastises. It’s meant mostly as a joke, but he worries when he recognizes a small part of him seems to care a little too much.

The others seem to find it funny at least, erupting into howling laughter that’s quick to fade when you wander back out to the pool and throw yourself next to Wooyoung.

“They’re definitely starting to catch on.”

Wooyoung lets out a weary sigh, though you’re starting to find it difficult to focus as he continues to kiss down your throat.

So, maybe if any of the boys walked in and saw the both of you in such a compromising position, they would be indescribably confused while also preparing to point an accusatory finger at Wooyoung for technically lying to them. But it isn’t really a lie, and certainly not one neither he nor you were keen on keeping for very long. It’s just that it seemed a whole lot easier to keep your newfound two month relationship with Wooyoung a secret for a small while.

It was mostly to give the both of you enough time to enjoy yourselves thoroughly without the prying eyes of your friends (who, while always supportive, are already passionately invested in your lifelong friendship with Wooyoung, pointing out his feelings for you even far before he could decipher them), their vlogging lifestyle, and their fans, while also waiting for the proper time to expose the truth. After the Jeju trip, you had both promised each other. But that plan was beginning to look more and more faulty as time passes.

What was supposed to be an innocent trip to Jeju with your friends turned into a tricky game in which Wooyoung had entirely different plans that consisted of you only. Specifically, how many times he can find you alone away from the boys to have his way with you. By now, night has since fallen and, after a short duration of time unwinding around a small bonfire in the backyard, the boys had all since retreated to their own rooms. You’re positive most are already long asleep and the ones that aren’t are beginning to nod off, exhausted after a long day and drowsy with liquor from the night of drinking. You’re fortunate Wooyoung at least first chose to find you alone in your room of the villa, but you still panic. Because Wooyoung should be sleeping in his shared room with Hongjoong down the hall from yours, yet here he was.

“My video today probably didn’t help,” Wooyoung adds.

You hum in response. “I don’t know if sneaking into my room will help with that either.”

At this, Wooyoung grins wide. “It’s fine. Hongjoong’s passed out cold. You should hear his snores. Plus━” He presses a kiss to your shoulder. “I couldn’t sleep without wondering how quickly you can cum.”

You nearly choke as you hear the words fall from Wooyoung’s mouth.

But it wasn’t his fault ━ he has needs too.

The first night of your trip called for a joyous celebration at a nearby restaurant that resulted in everyone being blissfully drunk by the time you returned to the villa. You had gotten so dressed up for the occasion that Wooyoung hated to see it go to waste, adorned in a pretty floral sundress ━ one that has always been his favourite (and, no, he promises that’s not solely because of how nice your boobs look in it, though that’s definitely a plus). If the boys could hear his thoughts now, they’d certainly pick him apart.

The house, however big and spacious it may be, is certainly not empty. Even just next door to your room is the shared room both Mingi and San are in. This is a fact you choose to remind your dear boyfriend of now. “The boys are sleeping.”

“Screw the guys,” Wooyoung groans into your neck. His strong arms slide around your middle from behind, pulling you into an all too familiar and warm embrace. He’s caught you just before you can shed your dress and slip into something more comfortable, all radiant and shimmering from a day out in the sun. You melt almost immediately against his chest as he nibbles on the skin just below your ear, on the corner of your jaw. He whispers ardently, “You look really pretty today. You always do, but especially today.”

A gentle smile spreads across your face. You instinctively reach out behind you to rest your hand on the nape of his neck, fingers tugging at the hair there. “I wore this dress just for you. I know it’s your favourite.”

“Yeah, because your tits look amazing in it,” he snickers. As if to emphasize this, he reaches down slyly to cup one of your breasts over the material of your dress, giving it a squeeze.

“Well, now you’re just trying to distract me into bed with you.”

“Is it working?” he asks hopefully, a smug grin on his face.

You snicker, fidgeting in his hold to face him and patting at his shoulder. “Maybe if we weren’t surrounded by a group of seven drunk men who could potentially hear and walk in on me sucking you off at any moment.”

But Wooyoung has already waited all day for the boys to leave you two alone. Waiting any longer may as well have felt like an eternity in a certain type of special hell that he wasn’t exactly keen on.

“And?” A sudden smirk stretches across his face. He leans in close to you, lips brushing faintly against your ear. “You didn’t have a problem letting me fuck you against the practice room mirror the other day.”

You swat lightly at his chest, scoffing suddenly. “Wooyoung!”

But he has a point. In all fairness, it had been his idea to take you against the practice room mirror when the boys had gone home and you were dropping off food to your poor boyfriend still working late at night. You certainly hadn’t complained then when he had you coming around his cock with the practice room door left unlocked. It’s such a Wooyoung thing to say too, being that he’s not often caught off guard, especially when he’s so blatant and confident about all things sex.

“Can’t you keep it in your pants for one night, Woo?”

“No, he’s in pain,” he pouts childishly. He bites playfully at the tip of your nose.

You sputter for air, dissolving into a fit of laughter. “You did not just call your dick a he━”

“Okay, I’m in pain,” he corrects. He starts kissing down and back up your neck. “It’s not my fault you look extra hot today. Besides, you looked like you were having so much fun today. Is it so wrong for me to want to keep pampering my beautiful girlfriend?”

“With your dick?”

“Yes, with my dick.”

You snort.

“And━” He drags out the word purposely, a playful twinkle in his eyes. “I don’t even want you to suck me off, by the way. All I want is to fuck you senseless right now.”

Oh.

His words send a nerve right down to your core. Your thighs instinctively press together at the thought.

All things considered, you’re not any better. There was no denying how devastatingly attractive your boyfriend always looked, but especially today. A well-deserved break and the Jeju sun did him well, with a beautiful tan starting to glow on his face, free of any make-up or cover-ups. The usual stress of city life and work doesn’t weigh heavy on his brows anymore, and though his hair has gotten longer, it’s a neat and pretty mess ━ a little unruly from the sun and chlorine, and from having taken it down from its half-ponytail, but pretty nonetheless ━ with the under half of it bleached blonde and the top half dyed black. Dressed in nothing but a casual old t-shirt and a pair of board shorts, he’s both wholesomely cute and yet sexy at the same time.

And, while you are surrounded by a group of rowdy boys, Wooyoung isn’t necessarily wrong. He always seems to have a knack for making anything romantic enough if he tries, attributed to his charming ways. A night of lovemaking (or whatever he has in mind) in your room with a beachside view is, all things considered, kind of romantic.

You purse your lips now. “Think they’re all asleep?”

“With how wasted they are? Absolutely,” Wooyoung says brightly. “I tripped over a shoe in our room and Hongjoong didn’t even move.”

It’s risky, sure, but the sudden yearning to be with Wooyoung was almost debilitating. There was no doubt you could both get away with having sex in a packed house, right? Either way, it doesn’t really seem to matter. You’ve already been persuaded, and Wooyoung knows.

He pulls you in for a kiss and you let him get carried away for a moment, reveling in the way he needily nips and sucks at your lower lip. Then, finding a second of clarity, you can be heard saying against his mouth breathlessly, “We’ll have to be quiet.”

“Mmm,” he hums distractedly. “So quiet.”

But that was like asking Wooyoung not to breathe. It’s this passing thought, and the way he pulls and tugs you over to sit on his lap as he sinks onto the edge of the bed in a desperate haste, that has you giggling. He leaves a trail of sloppy kisses down to the underside of your jaw and then along your throat.

You tug at the hair at the nape of his neck as you begin to rut your hips against his slowly. “You look really handsome today, baby. It’s nice seeing you so relaxed for once.”

His stare meets yours suddenly, all sparkling and awed. He grips your waist and presses you a little more firmly against his hips so you can feel his semi-hard dick against your inner thigh. “Ugh,” he sighs, “say that again and I’ll bust a nut right here and now.”

Another giggle meets his ears, but this time it’s a little less focused as it splinters off into a whimper the longer you continue to grind against him. You decide to humour him. “I saw your vlog. It was pretty.”

He audibly whines now, his heart threatening to burst through his chest. “Yeah? I worked hard on it.”

“Is that how you see me?” You think back to the video and how you looked, the soft music overlapping it all.

“Yeah,” he deadpans, “like that piece of washed up kelp you tried throwing at me today━”

“You’re so━”

“I’m joking. Of course that’s how I see you, but that’s only a fraction of what you look like to me. A camera doesn’t do you justice.”

“So you think I’m pretty?” You snicker.

“So pretty.” He kisses you again, this time a little more earnestly. He sighs dreamily against your lips, “No, actually. If my dick isn’t in you in the next minute, I’m gonna go insane.”

A delighted simper sounds from you. “Don’t even have to cum, just as long as you do━”

Your jaw drops open as you find an angle that has you pushing your clit against his clothed dick just right. But even though you had so innocently offered to only get him off, part of the fun was seeing how quickly and how many times he could make you cum before finishing himself off. You deserve it, after all.

“God, you’re such a good girl,” he moans. He takes a moment to appreciate you in your current state. You, straddling his lap, eager hips moving against his with your brows pinched in concentration, the pretty material of your dress hiking up around your thighs. He reaches down, palms rough as they grip at the soft flesh of your thighs. “Look at you, already so needy for me. It’s so fucking sexy.”

Wooyoung fidgets beneath you. He burrows his face in the crook of your neck, nipping at your throat.

“How do you want me first, princess?” he asks sweetly now, peppering kisses along your throat, tongue soothing the marks he’s left behind. “Want my fingers in you?”

“N-No━” You croak. “Just wanna feel your dick.”

Excitement prickles at the tips of his fingers as he massages circles against your hips. “In your mouth or in you?”

“In me,” You rasp. “Now. Please, Woo━”

He marvels for a moment at how he’s so stupidly in love with you and your pretty words despite them having such dirty implications, and he hastens to please you. A wolfish grin tugs at his lips as he smothers them against your mouth, but then the giddy sensation of finally getting to have his cock buried in your walls overcomes him. He murmurs into a wet kiss, “As much as I love this dress, let’s get it off of you.”

He hastens to help you shove the straps of your dress down your shoulders, then off your arms. Then, he watches as you stand up to shimmy your way out of it, the material pooling at your feet, exposing your figure and the fact that you’re not even wearing a bra. The swell of your breasts meets his eyes first, and you’ve barely just kicked your way out of your panties when he’s pulling you onto his lap again, warm mouth latching onto one of your breasts. His lips wrap around your nipple, teeth nibbling on the sensitive bud. He can’t seem to get enough, moving to bite and suck at the soft flesh all over, shifting from one to the other, then down the valley of your breasts. A moan falls from your lips, hands pulling harshly at his hair as you push him further into your chest.

“Wooyoung…” You whine. “We gotta be quick.”

Though he wants nothing more than to mark up your chest all over, he relents only when he remembers that the boys are nearby. “Okay, okay━ Here━”

He grabs at your waist, shifting you around until you’re on your back splayed out beneath him. Towering over you, he pushes the material of his shorts down, pulling his aching dick from the tight confinements. Your eyes fall to the way he fists himself hurriedly, tip all red and glistening with precum, and the one prominent vein bulging along his length. You bite at your lip, legs instinctively spreading wider for him.

“Are we really gonna do this?” he asks, excited. “With the guys here?”

“Think it’s too late to ask when we’re both already naked,” You giggle. You remind him again, this time a little weaker, “Just remember to be quiet.”

He hums in response. Then, he teases you by running the length of his hard dick against your slick folds, already dripping with slick arousal.

“God, baby,” he groans, “you’re so wet already.” He taps the tip of his cock against your pussy, the sudden jolt sending your head spinning. As he rubs himself on you, the sticky wetness glides along the prominent vein of his length and spreads messily out to the top of your inner thighs. “Did I do all this to you?”

“Woo, no teasing,” You chastize in a small whine. A shiver runs down your spine at the feeling, and you hate having to resist all his teasing touches. “What if someone tries coming in?”

He flashes you a shit-eating grin. “Let them. If it’s Seonghwa, even better. I can finally get payback for when he purposely ate some girl out on my bed.”

You snort lazily, stifling your giggles. “Focus, baby.”

“I am focused,” he says smugly. He emphasizes this by pressing his dick a little harder against your folds, teasing the tip of it against your entrance. “With you spread out like this for me, all sexy━ Fuck, I’m so focused.”

But what he doesn’t tell you is that the thought alone of one of the boys walking in on the both of you is enough to excite him to no end. He can imagine it now, one of them wandering into the room while you’re writhing beneath Wooyoung, taking his dick so well, moaning nothing but his name. He yearns to feel you all at once, hurrying to please you.

Without warning, he pushes himself into you, cock stretching you wide in just the way you both like. Almost immediately, low gasps and groans sound from the both of you.

“Ah, f-fuck! Woo━” You smother your sudden cries with a hand clamping over your mouth.

“Shit, I know,” he sputters for air. His voice is heavy in your ear, a low grunt only for you to hear. “You feel so fucking good, baby━”

His head is swimming even just at the way your walls wrap around his tip so snug. He pushes himself into you the rest of the way, bottoming out with a sudden forceful and indulgent thrust when━

The headboard slams against the wall, exceptionally loud.

“Fuck, Wooyoung━ Woo━” You grip at his arms. “The bed.”

His eyes meet yours, stunned momentarily as you wait and listen. A minute passes, but the house continues to remain silent.

“It’s okay. Even if they do hear, it’s not as if they probably won’t know what we’re doing,” Wooyoung points out, matter-of-fact. “We haven’t exactly been very careful lately.”

“Still,” You insist. Your walls throb around his hard dick, desperate for some sort of movement. “It’ll give me some peace of mind.”

His heart swoons at your timidness, and though he has fun teasing you, he would never actually want to risk getting caught by one of the boys (however many close calls he’s already had with you) or, worse, upsetting you to the point of no return.

In the next moment, Wooyoung pulls out of you, then pushes back in again, this time less forceful. He swears he tries to be wary of the bed and of making too much noise but, much to both of your dismay, while the frame doesn’t bang against the wall too noticeably, the bed still creaks beneath you.

Wooyoung grits his teeth. He tries again, then one more time, and though your head lolls back at the sensation of him stretching you wide, you meet his gaze with your own apprehensive hazy one. Even Wooyoung’s patience is wearing thin when all he wants to do is tear you apart ━ that, and the slight creak of the bed is enough to start driving him insane.

“Fuck this,” his pace stutters to a halt, “let’s get on the floor. Can you get on your hands and knees for me, baby?”

“Good idea.” Your heart jolts in your chest from the excitement.

Within a matter of seconds, he’s parting from you, leaving you momentarily stunned at the loss of warmth. He helps you to your feet so that the both of you can sink to the floor on your knees. Before you can drop into all fours, Wooyoung stops you by reaching out for the blanket on the bed and tucking it underneath the both of you, but mostly to soften the ground underneath your knees. When he catches you surveying him with a fond gleam in your eyes, he quirks a brow.

“What? It’s just so you don’t get too uncomfortable,” he says sweetly, peppering a few kisses along your shoulder. “Is this good?”

“Amazing.” Your heart swells at all his gentle touches. You catch his lips on yours, faintly murmuring, “I love you. Like, so much.”

You can feel his grin against your mouth. “You know I love you too. And as much as I would also love to hear you go on about how I’m the most perfect boyfriend, I need to be in you right now.”

A pretty giggle meets his ears, and he marvels for a second how you’re so quick to oblige. Propping yourself up on your elbows, your ass juts out in his direction. You give it a little tempting wiggle, and he hurries to position himself behind you. With one hand on the small of your back, he guides you back down his length.

“Ah━ Fuuuck━” He moans. “Arch your back a little more for me, baby.”

You do as you’re told, leaning forward just enough on your elbows and sticking your hips back to meet his as he sinks balls deep into your core. Then, he’s crumbling apart, all breathy panting as he tries to focus.

“Shit, baby━”

“Mmm━”

“You’re so tight. So wet. I’m not gonna last,” he pouts, as if it’s a genuine disappointment. He watches as he pulls out of your heat just enough before shoving himself back in, his dick covered in a glistening sheen of your arousal. You’re so damn wet, he wonders how he hasn’t slipped from you yet. His hands grip and tug at your ass, spreading you to see the way your cunt pulsates and stretches around his dick. So perfect, almost as if you were made for him. “Tell me. Wanna hear how good you feel right now.”

“S-So good,” You mumble drunkenly. “God, you’re so good, Woo. Fuck━!”

His gaze droops down to your breasts, bouncing with each thrust of his hips into yours. He reaches around and grabs at one of your boobs. The gentle shake of the soft flesh in his palms is always his favourite feeling, and he can’t help but squeeze at them now because, god, he really does love your tits. If he had all the time in the world, he would do anything to fuck himself between your boobs, and cum all over your chest ━ but that will have to wait for now.

“Ah━ Fuck━ Wish I could take my time with you right now,” he moans, planting sloppy kisses along your shoulder. “I can’t wait till we’re alone. Gonna take care of you so well, baby.”

“Y-Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he grunts. He reaches down with his other hand, thumb pressing against the tight hole of your ass. The sensation alone is enough to have you nearly keeling over, a strangled cry of pleasure ripping from you. “Want you coming on my tongue so bad. Gonna fuck you against every surface too. You deserve it. You’re always so good to me, princess.”

“Only for you,” You whimper. If he wasn’t so pressed for time, the affirmation alone would have been more than enough to make him melt in your very hands. But his dick is still so hard, and your pussy is still so wet, all he can focus on is not slipping from your walls with every thrust of his hips. “Ah, Wooyoung! Y-You’re so━ So hard━”

You bite harshly at your lip when a loud moan threatens to spill from you. You bury your face in the blanket around you, clutching so tightly at the material. A part of Wooyoung finds it amusing, if only because, if the boys are awake and don’t hear your lewd moans, there’s no doubt they won’t be able to hear the sound of skin against skin as his hips slap against your ass.

“Let me hear you, baby,” he coaxes now. “Moan out loud for me.” When you shake your head, he snickers. “Want it harder? Will that help you?”

He gives an experimental roll of his hips, a little rougher than usual. It sends you teetering forward, a broken groan tumbling from you that’s left muffled by the blanket. He can hear you mumble wantonly, “Don’t be a tease.”

A cheshire-like grin spreads across his face. “Here━ Come sit on my dick. Wanna feel you so deep━”

His words make you moan softly, followed by the way he pulls out of you just quickly enough to sit back against the bed. He tugs you onto his lap and you follow suit, spreading your legs further apart as you sink onto his leaking dick. Down, down, down, until it almost feels as if he’s hitting your cervix, and suddenly you’re not so sure you’ll be able to keep it together any longer. That, mixed with the way he’s gazing at you, all hooded eyed and alluring, you’re very close to dissolving into a mess right in his very arms.

“Ah━ Ah━ Fuck, baby━” You grip at his shoulders as you adjust to the new feeling, hips squirming above his. “Wooyoung, please━”

But your words fall short. The desperate plea that hinges in your voice fades into nothing more than the urgent need to feel more of him, to have him absolutely wreck you, as you begin to rock your hips back and forth on his dick.

“Please what, baby?” he taunts lazily. But he knows what he’s doing, slyly beckoning you to make a mess, and moan for him.

His palms are warm as they slide up your sides, then around your back, hugging you close to his chest. He thrusts his hips up just once into you, sending you into a haste that has you lifting yourself up and then back down his cock. As you adopt a steady and reckless pace that has you bouncing on his length, he watches your every reaction. The way your face contorts at the sheer pleasure, brows pinched so hard in concentration, teeth sinking into your lower lip. Your hands reach out to thread through his long locks, pretty blonde tresses running through the seams of your fingers. You tug lightly at the root, earning a low groan from him.

“Fuck, Y/N━” His head rolls back against the mattress at your quick pace. “You’re so fucking sexy━ So desperate for my dick━ Ah━”

He moans suddenly, only this time it’s less muffled than before. Whether he does it the first time to tease you or simply because he had gotten carried away, you aren’t quite sure. Either way, it’s enough to startle you, even amongst the daze you’re in.

“Wooyoung━” Your voice is a small warning, but it lacks any severity when it splinters into a whine. “Not so loud.”

“They’re━ Ah, fuck━ sleeping━”

You meet his mischievous stare with your own heedful one. Your pace slows, if only just, and you’re certain this time that when he moans even louder, it’s entirely on purpose.

“Woo!” You clamp a hand softly over his mouth, smothering the tail end of his crude groan.

The grin that forms on his face beneath your hand is evident of his amusement of his toying with you but it turns sluggish quickly. The sight to see is hot enough, with the drowsy lopsided smirk poking out from underneath your hand as he watches you continue to ride him, now a measured gyrating against his own hips. When he realizes you’ve chosen to keep your hand over his mouth, he reaches up to grab a hold of your wrist, his large fingers splaying out and then up over your knuckles.

“Come on, baby. It’s okay. Let it out,” he hums. He kisses at your fingertips, tongue swiveling around to suck on your digits delicately. “Not even one tiny moan? Let me hear that pretty voice of yours.”

He can feel your thighs begin to shake around him and, judging by the crescendoing of whimpers tumbling from your mouth, he senses you’re close. Your free hand still grips at his hair, this time a little tighter as you try to anchor yourself in place to rock your hips a little faster. Wooyoung hisses delightfully at the feeling, a small lethargic chuckle rumbling from deep within his chest.

Rough hands grab at your waist now, shifting you around abruptly until you’re splayed out on the floor on your back with him hovering over you. His length stays wedged snugly in your walls, never once slipping, and as he settles against your chest, he lifts one of your legs up and over his shoulder. An animalistic growl slips from him at your pinched face, and the way your cunt starts to squeeze around him. With this angle that his hips pound into yours, his cock hits so deep into your core, pummeling against your cervix again and again.

“H-Harder━ Wooyoung━” You pant. “Please━ I’m gonna━”

Finally, a moan sounds from you. Loud and unabashed, a little broken and exhausted, but beautiful to Wooyoung’s ears nonetheless. In fact, it’s so sexy of a noise that it’s enough to nearly push him over the edge but he relents, if only just for a little longer.

“Ah, there’s my favourite sound,” he smirks. His tongue lavs at the underside of your jaw, and your hand finds itself tangled in his hair once more. “Gonna be a good girl and let the boys hear you now?”

You try with all your might to silence yourself, but the task proves more and more difficult. A few more slams of his hips into yours, and you’re crumbling apart right before his eyes.

“Fuck━ Wooyoung━”

“That’s it, baby,” he grunts into your ear. “Cum for me.”

As you come, the sudden gush of wetness around your core coats his length and he almost accidentally slips from your cunt. You’re clenched so tightly around him, Wooyoung feels as if he has to gasp for air to stay focused. His eyes still stay trained on you, watching as your face contorts as you writhe beneath him. But it’s your shameless moaning that sets him off, albeit still softer than usual but much louder than he was expecting from you with the boys so close by.

“Ah━ You’re so fucking hot━” he whines. “Gonna cum━”

Every thrust of his hips sends you bobbing up and down, and as you come down from your high the pleasurable feeling of his hard cock still burrowed in your sensitive walls has you whimpering softly. Your legs try to separate further, beckoning him for more.

“Cum in me, Youngie,” you beckon dazedly. “Wanna feel it so bad━”

“Oh, fuck━” he gasps. “Can I?”

“Y-Yes.”

“You’re so good to me, baby. Aren’t you?”

His pace quickens, hips snapping into yours urgently. One final shuddering thrust and he’s overwhelmed by his orgasm, cock pulsating within your aching walls as his cum fills you up. He has to bury his face in the crook of your neck to muffle his moans, listening to the sharp gasp for air you take when you feel his release.

He rides out his high in a few more leisure rolls of his hips, though he seems more concerned now with kissing your throat slowly. He gently unravels your leg from his shoulder, then slumps against you like the comfortable heavy weight that he is. His dick lays softening still buried within your walls, now leaking with his cum.

“Have I ever told you how amazing you are?” You hear him sigh dreamily into your neck. “‘Cause you are.”

“Almost daily,” You concur with a giggle. Your own fingers smooth out his hair, fixing the messy strands, and he croons with delight. He leaves a trail of sweet kisses up along your throat, then your jaw, and then the corner of your mouth. Safe for the laboured breathing as you both try to calm your shrill hearts, you’re made aware so suddenly of just how quiet the room suddenly is. “There’s no way the guys slept through all of that.”

“I’m sure they did.” Wooyoung nibbles gingerly at your lip. “There’s nothing to worry about. Especially right now. I’m so tired. We can deal with the potential consequences later.”

You snort. “How did I know that’s exactly what you would say?”

You catch him smirking before he plants one last kiss on your lips. Somehow, he’s able to pry himself off of you long enough to slip into his shorts laying discarded on the floor before disappearing outside of the room into the darkened hallway. He returns moments later with a damp towel to help clean up the sticky mess between your legs, then tugs you back onto the bed with him.

“They’ll see you sneaking out of my room if you sleep here,” You point out through a yawn.

“I’ll get up before them,” he insists. “Just give me an hour with you, like this.”

You can’t resist the urge.

At the very least, you fall asleep first in his arms, his fingers playing with your hair. He must slip away from you at some point during the night, unraveling himself carefully from your sleeping figure to retreat to his own room. You’ll tell the boys eventually of your relationship with Wooyoung, you swear.

But for now, there, under the covers of the bed, you have all the time in the world to enjoy yourself with Wooyoung in pure, unadulterated silence.

In the morning when you wake up, you join your boyfriend with the rest of the boys downstairs in the kitchen for breakfast.

You’re the last to arrive, having wanted to take your time in the shower ━ a fact that Wooyoung laments, because he wanted nothing more than to shower with you to “save water” (which really just translates to more sex), but with only two bathrooms and nine people, the feat seemed impossible. Now, you sidle into the seat next to Wooyoung at the kitchen table, smiling down at him when his eyes flicker to you which seems to go unnoticed by the others.

“How was your night?” Yunho asks passively once you’ve settled into place. “Did you sleep well?”

You nod, as Wooyoung answers, “Best sleep of my life.”

“Yeah, I’m sure.” This amused offhanded scoff comes from San under his breath. It causes Mingi to almost choke on his sip of orange juice as he snorts into the glass.

“What was that?” Wooyoung asks.

“Oh, nothing,” San says. The smirk on his face says otherwise. “Thought we heard some loud noises last night. It was weird.”

Then there’s Mingi, leaning across the table to catch your attention alone. He shoots you a more merciful look, though he still seems entertained nevertheless when he whispers to you, “You have something on your neck.”

Your hand instinctively clamps onto your throat, over the spot Mingi points to as you mentally curse yourself. While you had been so preoccupied the night before trying not to make any noise, you forgot to warn Wooyoung against leaving any noticeable marks on your body ━ a bad habit of his, and your fatal mistake for forgetting to check the morning after.

The others are fortunately not paying attention, already absorbed in their own conversations, but the horror of so clearly being found out by San and Mingi sends you into a frenzy. It even seems to alarm Wooyoung judging by the way he starts laughing nervously, though maybe that’s because your knee bashes against his under the table and sends him jumping in his seat.

Clearly, you have a lot of explaining to do. Eventually.

The last thing you hear San say before he and Mingi howl with laughter seems to make even the charmingly confident Wooyoung slightly frazzled, and leaves you all the more confused.

“Some romantic getaway, huh?”

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unohanadaydreams · 3 years

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Don’t ask me why I made this, just know that I’m right and this is not just a Headcanon post but real. It’s not me having brain worms haha that would be insane. Honestly I just started thinking about how the hell arc introducing Seireitei approved social media would be such a mistake but god would it be fun to watch.

The Current Captains On Social Media

Shunsui Kyoraku - Failed erotic novel author turned romance/erotic novel reviewer. The fan base for his work is very small compared to his actual following. There is some divide in his followers—those who follow for his life updates and those who want to hear him talk at length about his latest read. Funnily enough, his quick, messy posts usually paired with scenery or a selfie are his most popular writing, often hailed as snippets of his poetic soul. Lots of people want to give him a hug.

Soi Fon - Adamant privacy and safety poster. Took to code and anti-virus technology well, much to Mayuri’s annoyance. Posts tips and tricks that read more like demands. Is known for her bitchy responses when followers @ her with their progress that are eaten up gratefully. Her advice is punctuated by posts admiring athletic women and these women make up the bulk of who she follows. She seems to admire runners and lifters the most. Her threatening posts when people hit on her too hard/with too many notes to back them up are turned into copypastas.

Rose Otoribashi - Has one of the larger followings thanks to his nostalgic visuals as well as his dedication to frequently posting new music. He has a personality that’s easily digestible when viewed through snippets. The fact that his passion is music and his job is news/editing also do him a lot of favors. He loves doing live streams and encourages his followers to perform for & with him.

Isane Kotetsu - Her growth being captured on social media not just as a captain but as a person has given her a fan base that feels extremely protective of her. She’s less known for what content she brings and more for her personality. Any creative content she posts is likely to start trending. Especially her ‘peaceful morning’ videos and reflective writing. She’s one of the more interactive posters, beloved for her encouraging responses.

Shinji Hirako - As a more private person, he doesn’t have much of a following and his most popular posts are candid moments posted by others. Lisa is a large reason people consider him endearing in anyway. Definitely the kind of person who is either considered cringe or cool with little in between. The kind of guy who asks what he should do with his hair and then goes with an option that wasn’t listed.

Byakuya Kuchiki - Has an extremely scheduled and curated presence on any site he’s on, but is nonetheless adored. He used to ask Renji and Akon for advice on how to handle some of the more online behavior (like being @ed by women who photoshop them as their date to events or being asked how many notes a date would cost) but stopped quickly. Turns out saying something is flattering leads to more of that behavior. Any selfie he posts is edited and reposted into oblivion until it’s thousands of people’s pfp.

Tetsuzaemon Iba - Despite him being one of the most well rounded captains personality wise, he gets put onto block lists the most for his dedication to concepts of manliness, which are easy concepts to feed to the social media outrage machine. Women’s Association vs Men’s Association is a popular meme where the former is something sensible and the latter is something ineffective/archaic. That being said, he’s also known as a ‘problematic fav’ and people will often post memes about abandoning their feminism for a few minutes to like his selfies and training videos.

Lisa Yadomaru - Another captain with a large love and hate following. Often picked apart for interacting with porn/hentai accounts, thirsting after women openly, and posting pictures alluding to her sexual escapades. Despite her account being regular food for the outrage machine, she doesn’t seem to care or pay attention to it and is forever horny on Main. She posts a lot of candid photos/videos of her friends. Recommends the best fucked up fiction.

Kensei Muguruma - Of course he does cooking videos, but what really does well are his cooking challenges. He forces his lieutenant, friends, and colleagues to compete with him on making a better dish on a time limit and often with other handicaps. Usually wins. His bloopers get a ton of mileage when he posts them. His merch is constantly sold out. People often dress up as him for Halloween/conventions, usually with foam or blow up arms/abs.

Toshiro Hitsugaya - Another captain with a huge following due to him approaching social media with his tireless work ethic. His ice sculptures are very popular and his pop-up galleries sell out in hours. Is actually a huge fan of ‘cozy’ games and is known for having beautiful towns/farms/ect that showcase his attention to detail. He does events in Minecraft sometimes, where he guides people through building large scale projects (and also feels like he’s making friends but that’s left entirely unsaid). A bit harsh, but beloved.

Kenpachi Zaraki - People question if it’s really his account because it’s so random at times, but he posts videos of him mowing down his subordinates during training so it has to be. The odd content includes engaging with easy recipes & activities for toddlers and increasingly complicated punk hairstyles that he really does try out. He also posts weekly, asking for people to volunteer and fight him. The human world especially loves this and he gets a lot of responses. He tries to set up times to fight them but Nanao threatens to delete his accounts and put him on suspension if he attempts to follow through. He posts a lot of post-battle pictures and humans gobble it up. “Just fought *insert ridiculous thing here*” is a huge meme.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi - He is constantly making new accounts and circumventing bans for posting links to his old lab work, that often involves heinous amounts of gore. Actually does have a following, often from those within his own division, those hoping to be in his division, or humans who see him as edgy and a little bit off his rocker, which they think is cool. He posts pictures of himself whenever he switches up his look. And posts Nemuri a lot with unhinged captains about how she’s going to outpace even the head captain and no one could make someone as special & smart as her. Just comes off as a really passionate dad. Plenty of people are convinced he’s a creepy pasta project ran by a dude with a daughter.

Rukia Kuchiki - Like Isane, she’s really loved for who she is rather than creative content. Even her attempts at being stern and ‘captain-like’ are fawned over. She has a line of children’s books, stickers, and notebooks with her cute drawings. Her most popular set was when her daughter contributed. The human world is convinced Renji is her house husband and her life is generally seen as all around ‘goals’. Her posts are riddled with mistakes and very sporadic; she’s posted accidental live streams while she did paperwork and they went viral. She posts tons of candids of her subordinates and family but they are usually blurry or actually videos.

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shallitickleyournerdbutton · 3 years

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After the heartache of the Volume 8 finale, I would like to return to a happier point in the show and suggest some memes/jokes that I like to think the students at Beacon would have had. More closely inline with the RWBY Chibi-verse, than the actual show - where Nothing Bad Ever Happened.

"Who's child is this?" being used to refer to Ruby - the youngest student at Beacon - when she's left unsupervised and/or doing something odd.

"I'd let Glynda punish/whip me for one corn chip."

Every now and again "Missing - Have you seen this person?" posters for Professor Peach will pop up around campus. No one knows who it is that keeps making them.

Vomit Boy candids being taken and shared any time Jaune is Suffering™️ on some form of transport.

The Great One plush of Pyrrha exists in-universe... and becomes the go-to prize for any stupid competition between the students. There's at least a dozen of these dolls on campus now, owned by various people and won as "spoils of war."

There's a dedicated chalkboard in the combat room for tallying how many times Nora has launched someone into the stratosphere. Notable mentions are listed on the board alongside her of other people who have achieved this feat - including Yang, Yatsuhashi, and Glynda.

(She launched both Port and Oobleck one day when they kept annoying her. Sometimes, their screams can still be heard if you listen closely enough.)

"There's that old guy again..." "Oh, shopkeep? Yea, he's everywhere. Don't think too much about it."

This leads to "Don't think too much about it." becoming something of a slogan for every time anything unusual happens.

"Candy canes, kids! One for Sun Wukong, one for Yang Xiao-Long, ooh four for Coco Adel, you go Coco!"

"I--"

"Andnoneforweissschneebye~"

Team STRQ having something akin to legend status at Beacon, whispered in hushed voices for fear and reverence of their names. There's a war between the students regarding team JNPR as their successors vs. the students who insist JNPR are not anywhere near worthy of such a title.

"How many team CRDLs does it take to beat Pyrrha?"

Blurry fancam-style videos of the Qrow vs. Winter fight out in the courtyard being traded around like baseball cards with other students. Some try and manufacture a "rematch" of this with the materials they've got - trying to get Ruby and Weiss to fight each other.

That weird sing-song "HellOooOo~" that Yang sometimes does being mimicked by everyone. And I mean everyone.

Any time there's a significant lull in conversations or classes, someone often asks "Why are we here?" which never fails to make everyone in the vicinity groan.

"Ozpin is compensating for something" jokes about his office chair - including at least one popular response being "it's the war crimes", without them knowing just how accurate they actually are.

"On a scale of Ren-Nora, how excited do you want me to be?"

"Ladies Love Lavender" referring to Lisa Lavender having her own in-universe fandom mostly comprised of women. (Lavender being associated with lesbians irl, and I just think this would be funny.)

The sight of Ren just picking up and carrying Nora away from something is so commonplace that other people start doing it to their friends when they Need To Stop.

"Why is Blake's bow so big?" "Because it's full of secrets."

Blake being a closet faunus being such a poorly hidden secret that by the time she finally takes off the bow no one actually even notices.

The betting pool surrounding exactly what it is in Ozpin's cup - coffee being one of the least popular options, and souls being the top choice.

Using Yatsuhasi as a unit of measurement.

Photoshopping adorable images of Velvet onto various "cute" animal memes.

Everyone wanting to be spanked by Coco Adel.

"I'd let Fox blow me up too."

"Why is Weiss' hair so long?" "To reflect the length of her father's crimes."

Everyone mimicking Pyrrha's memetic "I'm sorry!" anytime they apologise for anything. Even going as far to do it while apologising to things that don't require apologies - like inanimate objects.

"Are Port and Oobleck, you know... 💅?"

In fact, just that 💅 being used to refer to a large number of people at Beacon. Actual LGBT students picking this up and using it towards grimm when they're attacked to question the sexuality/homophobia of the grimm targeting them over their peers.

Threatening Neptune with water anytime he flirts with a girl who is clearly Not Interested in him.

No one knowing who, exactly, the other two members of team SSSN are - with wild theories abounding about who they may be. Popular choices include Shopkeep, Zwei, and Professor Peach.

This persists even after their tournament fights where they're shown. Scarlet and Sage are perfectly content with this, and participate.

"Arslan's/Pyrrha's back must be aching from constantly carrying her entire team."

And the respective responses of, "Reese/Nora are alright."

Similar jokes about Glynda also carrying the entire faculty/academy on her back.

"Salutations!"

The war between the "Irondaddy" fanbase, and his haters - who refer to him with various derogatory versions of his name. "Metalpenis", "Coppercock", "Chromeshaft", etc.

Anytime someone is doing something ~questionable~ donning a pair of glasses and/or imitating Oz or Oobleck pushing them back up their nose with accompanying menacing body language. (Kubrick Stare optional.)

Mercury having a foot fetish, courtesy of the people who caught him sniffing shoes at the festival.

"Did <character> just die?" "You know, it was really unclear." any time someone takes some insane damage in a fight and isn't seen for some time afterwards.

Everyone trying to locate and get a pic of the ~mysterious~ fourth member of team CMSN, who has only ever been spotted once - her tournament fight in the first round. Beacon's version of "Where's Wally?"

The Sympathy Fund for Emerald and her one-sided crush on Cinder. "She could honestly do so much better."

People offering themselves up as tribute to spar with Pyrrha/Yang/Coco/Sun just so they can be beaten up by the hottest people on campus.

"I drink milk!" being used as a defensive argument in wildly inappropriate contexts.

Naming grimm really boring names and attempting to keep them as pets.

The innumerous times Port has allowed a "zoo-break" to happen under his watch and everyone having to assist in recovering his prized subjects.

"Where the fuck are all the fourth years?" "Ozpin's soul collection."

Candid shots of Glynda Suffering™️ being shared similarly to the ones of Vomit Boy.

Ranking people based on their Patience Levels - Pyrrha, Ren, Glynda, Emerald, and Fox being frequent top markers based on the bullshit they put up with from their respective teams.

"Saint Pyrrha" being a common nickname for her, and her neverending niceness towards people who absolutely do not not deserve it.

Weiss' "Hey!" being replicated amongst the student body and slowly growing more and more high-pitched in its replication until it eventually just becomes a shrill noise. Even so, everyone still knows what it means - and Weiss is absolutely unamused by all of this.

In fact, a lot of early!Weiss' comments being mercilessly mocked by everyone - "I'm a victim!" being one of them.

Renowned fear permitting amongst the student body regarding Yang's red eyes meaning Serious Business. Morphs into references of "going full Yang" to mean having rage-fuelled temper tantrums.

"Never miss a beat, never miss a beat" becoming a mantra for focusing on a task. This inspires several remixes of Neon saying it, and again with no one knowing who it is making them.

By all means, feel free to add any more that you all think of! I could use a laugh!

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