#tortoise shell style

[geeko613]

𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚕' 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚘'𝚜 𝟽𝚝𝚑 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢!

😸🎉💙 ~

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[xtrablak674]

#PieCraving

In other news, I wore one of my suits today, and it was snug. But the thing is I am feeling so great in my body that I wouldn't want to change a thing.

The complicated thing about my suits, they have been tainted by the man who created them, by his stealing from me. I am regretting having ever met him and this taint crosses over onto the suits.

Things that at one time I had re-embraced now feel, not so great. Coupled with the fact that I had the original ones made for a friends wedding, who the day after the wedding I was no longer friends with.

The context of these suits is surrounded with hurt, pain and betrayal and just makes them no longer any fun to wear. So whether they fit or not, the price has been too emotionally high.

[Photos by Brown Estate]

#fierce #slay #fall fashion #fall looks #three piece suit #beige #boots #colorsty boots #colorsty #blue #personal style #urban wear #street style #street fashion #brooklyn chic #warby parker #born to tailor #dandylion #dandy lion #tortoise shell eyeglasses

[wilbursoot-updates]

KROQ Almost Acoustic Christmas: Interview with Lovejoy

Wilbur is in this interview!

Hi, it’s so great to meet you all.

LOVEJOY: Hi.

So it’s very clear that British indie rock is a big influence on your musical style. Who are your favorite artists in that genre? Who do you take inspiration from? 

MARK BOARDMAN: Brit Rock. I love Bombay Bicycle Club. Great band. We’re all big fans.

So I feel like your music also gives each member really a moment to shine from like the intricate guitar riffs and complicated drums. What does the process of creating a song look like?

MARK BOARDMAN: Usually starts with either a riff or like a melody line, or some lyrics Wilbur brings with an acoustic guitar. Fleshes out a bit, we all then do our part. And they let me just do whatever I want on the drums.

I love that. My personal favorite song off of the EP was “Scum.” What is that song about to you all?

WILBUR SOOT: It’s about wanting everything, and being given as much as possible and still wanting more.

You’ve been doing a few festival runs, including tonight. What’s been the most memorable experience from those shows?

JOE GOLDSMITH: Well, this little run we’ve been on now? We had a great show in Florida. I think it was– Clearwater was very, very cool. Yeah, we felt like we were playing in like an empty tortoise shell. 

MARK BOARDMAN: Everyone in the audience had, like, light poles in their hands so like you could actually see everyone. And they were all, like, throwing them in time. It was really cool.

And my last question is just about the sold out tour you guys have been on? What’s the most unexpected thing to come out of the run?

WILBUR SOOT: Which one?

Exactly! I mean, either. Any of them.

MARK BOARDMAN: I was gonna say in the States, we wrote a couple of the Wake Up & It’s Over tracks whilst on the road and “Normal People Things” as well.

Well, thank you so much for talking with us.

LOVEJOY: Thank you.

#lovejoy #wilbur soot #ash kabosu #mark boardman #joe goldsmith #almost acoustic christmas #interviews

[gimmethatagustd]

dirty, dirty boy | kth + knj

For Taehyung, the only revenge sweeter than fucking Namjoon's girlfriend behind his back is fucking Namjoon from the back.

↳ pairing: fuckboy!taehyung x namjoon (from only here to sin)

↳ rating/genre: BTS | 18+ | enemies to… enemies with benefits ?? | smut

↳ wc/date: 4.3k | July 2023

↳ warnings: typical ohts!tae level of emotional manipulation, loss of virginity/virginity kink, hate sex, blowjob, anal fingering, protected anal sex, slut-shaming, humiliation, degradation, they're mean to each other in general lol, tae and jk are fwbs (is it really a jai fic if there isn't a taekook moment?), marijuana, sex under the influence (is it really a jai fic without some weed?) so ig it's kinda dubcon if this was real life but in the context of the fic they're both fully aware of their actions

↳ notes: if you know ohts!taehyung then you know that he loves to use his dick for revenge 🤷🏽‍♀️ also, i went back and forth on whether i should write this using third person or second person to refer to the main character in only here to sin. i decided that since some people might read this as a standalone, i would use third person. it also kind of felt weird to say "you" when there isn't actually a "you" character in the story lol. i hope that makes sense/y'all don't mind

↳ masterlist / taglist

↳ what was jai listening to? a fuckboy spotify playlist

“You’re not even just a little bit curious, Joonie?”

Taehyung’s tongue glides along the edge of the rolling paper pinched between his index fingers and thumbs. Little clusters of purple grapes drawn in a cartoonish style are printed onto the thin paper. When he brings his lighter to the twisted tip, the smoke he inhales is sweet. 

“No desire to know why your girl thought getting fucked by me was worth breaking her promise to you?” 

Taehyung leans his head against the back of the couch and watches Namjoon out of the corner of his eye. The other man sits in a chair diagonal from Taehyung’s spot on the couch. He looks odd in Taehyung’s apartment, wearing tortoise-shell geometric glasses and a cream-colored cardigan. Meanwhile, Taehyung lounges in light grey joggers and a tight white t-shirt with the sleeves cuffed around his bulging biceps. 

They’re a funny sight, him and Namjoon. Taehyung is sure of it and can’t help but smirk to himself at the thought of Namjoon’s ex-girlfriend knowing he’s here. He’s sure Namjoon hasn’t mentioned it to her. As far as Taehyung knows, she hasn’t had any communication with Namjoon since she went off to California. 

Taehyung knows they’re both thinking about how the last time Namjoon was here, they were beating the shit out of each other. 

Taehyung also thinks about how he fucked Namjoon’s girl on the couch right where he’s sitting, but Namjoon doesn’t know that. The asshole might have his suspicions, but he can’t ever know for sure. 

That is unless Taehyung tells him. And Taehyung loves it when Namjoon gets all purple in the face, and the veins pop out in his neck. But he also loves knowing what Namjoon doesn’t. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Namjoon hisses. His face isn’t quite purple yet, but his neck veins are starting to show. 

Taehyung’s mouth shapes into a lazy rectangular smile. 

“Make me.” 

“You’re so fucking childish.” 

Taehyung snorts. When he exhales, smoke rushes from his nostrils. He leans one elbow on his knee and extends his other arm out to offer Namjoon the grape-flavored joint. 

“I don’t smoke,” Namjoon declines with a wrinkle of his nose. 

It’s ridiculous because Namjoon doesn’t like Taehyung, yet here he is in his apartment, and for what? Their meeting is under the pretense that Taehyung wanted to make amends now that the object of both of their affection is no longer in the picture. The important thing to remember about Kim Taehyung, though, is that he is always honest - you just have to decipher the meaning behind the truths he speaks. 

“There’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?” Taehyung licks his lips and doesn’t miss how Namjoon follows the action with suspicion in his eyes. “C’mon, these were her favorite. S’good; it’ll make you taste like grape soda.” 

Namjoon doesn’t comment on Taehyung’s implication that anyone would be tasting his mouth for proof, and Taehyung doesn’t expect him to. He waggles the joint, careful not to let any ash hit the floor. 

The funny thing about Namjoon is that he thrives off of controlling the weak people he’s closest to, but he is hopeless when presented with someone just as manipulative as he is. Taehyung figures it’s his nonchalant demeanor that gets Namjoon’s panties in a twist. While Namjoon is high-strung and anxious in his desire to maintain control, Taehyung is more willing to play with his food. He likes feeling around, getting a sense of the situation. He’s willing to be patient, to wait for the opportune moment to get someone right where he wants them. 

And Namjoon is nearly there. 

With a grunt and an eye roll, Namjoon plucks the joint from between Taehyung’s long fingers and sticks it between his lips. 

“Keep your lips tight, but not too tight,” Taehyung guides Namjoon in a soft murmur. “Inhale some air right after you take the hit, but don’t let any of the smoke out. That’s it.” 

Namjoon coughs a few times, but that’s expected of a first-timer. Taehyung schools his face, careful not to have any expression that could be read as condescending. If he wants Namjoon to chill out, he needs to avoid bruising his ego. There will be plenty of opportunities for that later. 

“See? Feels good,” Taehyung reassures when Namjoon passes the joint back. He has to lean across the coffee table to reach it. “Come sit over here; it’s fucking annoying having to lean like that.” 

When Namjoon hesitates, Taehyung draws his lip between his teeth to hold back a grin. 

“What? I don’t bite.” 

“Shut up,” Namjoon immediately counters, but he gets up and sits beside Taehyung on the couch. 

“Relax.” Taehyung blows a smoke ring toward the ceiling. “Ride the high.” 

It’s surprisingly easy to get Namjoon to relax once he has a few more hits. Taehyung has been told he has a calming voice, so perhaps Taehyung’s random ramblings aid in getting Namjoon to feel more comfortable. He’s certainly hesitant at first, but they have enough history to fuel their conversation. It isn’t painless, but it isn’t awful. Taehyung steers clear of girlfriend-talk, instead reminiscing about stupid teachers they’d had in school and getting into an only semi-serious argument over their favorite basketball teams. 

Yes, Taehyung brought Namjoon over to earn his trust because he’s playing the long game, biding his time until he can truly fuck Namjoon over, but he doesn’t expect that trust to develop so quickly. Too quickly. 

“I wish I could talk to her,” Namjoon says with a sigh. He rests his head against the back of the couch and stares at the clouds of smoke they’re blowing into the air. 

“Probably not a good idea, my guy,” Taehyung counters. 

Namjoon turns his head to the side. He and Taehyung are only a few inches apart, close enough that their shoulders almost touch. There’s a strange look on his face that Taehyung can’t decipher because he doesn’t know Namjoon that well. 

“You haven’t reached out to her?” Shock colors Namjoon’s voice and muddles his odd expression. 

“Nope.” Taehyung draws out the word and lets it pop at the end. 

“Why not?” 

He shrugs. 

Namjoon lets out a disgruntled sound like he’s frustrated that Taehyung hasn’t wanted any communication with his ex, but he has. 

“What would be the point? It’s not like we had anything serious going on. Sorry, but it was a good fuck, and that’s it. And I can get a good fuck from plenty of people.” 

It isn’t entirely true, but Taehyung strangles the voice inside his head that tries to point that out to him. 

Sex talk must make Namjoon just as uncomfortable as it had his girlfriend because the guy practically squirms in his seat. It makes Taehyung want to roll his eyes, but he’s trying to be nice right now. 

“I wouldn’t know,” Namjoon sniffs, and if he could lift his nose fully into the air, Taehyung is sure his snooty ass would. 

“I know. It’s cute,” Taehyung says with a crooked grin. He brings the joint to his lips and watches Namjoon through the hazy smoke. “That you’re a virgin.”

It’s Namjoon’s turn to roll his eyes. “Shut the fuck up. Virginities mean nothing.” 

“Don’t they?” 

“It’s a social construct.” 

Taehyung waves a hand once Namjoon takes the joint from him. “That’s all that fancy college talk,” he dismisses. “You’re telling me you don’t care about fucking for the first time? Don’t care who it’s with, when, none of that?” 

Namjoon is overcome with a fit of coughs, so he shakes his head instead of verbally answering.

“Then why did you care so much about you and your girl saving yourselves for marriage?” 

Namjoon sighs like Taehyung is the stupidest person in the world. It isn’t the first time. “That wasn’t about virginities. That was about not being a fucking slut like some people.” 

“Like me,” Taehyung muses. Namjoon doesn’t find it to be as funny. 

“Yes, like you.”

Taehyung hums in understanding, but he doesn’t speak right away. Namjoon is confusing. Abstinence before marriage implies sexual purity, yet he finds virginities to be arbitrary. Wouldn’t that make a person’s body count arbitrary, too? College kids and their stupid, contradictory ideas. Taehyung always knew college wasn’t for him, and this type of pretentious bullshit is exactly why. 

“What counts as sex for you?” Taehyung leans forward to tap the joint against the edge of an ashtray. 

“What do you mean?”

“Y’know, if you’re saving yourself ‘cause you wanna be a prude, how far are you willing to take it? Is a handjob considered sex? Some sloppy toppy? Where’s the line drawn?” 

Namjoon grimaces at Taehyung’s crass language. “I don’t know.” 

Taehyung hums again and rests the now spent joint at the bottom of the ashtray. He and Namjoon aren’t that high; another joint would be needed to really get them to the level he likes to be at. They’re buzzed, relaxed enough that they aren’t at each other’s necks, but Namjoon’s eyes aren’t even red yet. 

Taehyung twists his body to face Namjoon and props his elbow on the back of the couch so he can hold his head in his hand. “So if I sucked you off right now, it wouldn’t count?” 

Namjoon nearly chokes, but Taehyung keeps a straight face. 

“Excuse me?”

“If I sucked you off, it wouldn’t count as sex?”

The neck veins appear now, but Taehyung thinks they aren’t out of anger. He can’t help but smirk when Namjoon’s eyes fall to his lips. 

“It doesn’t matter because you wouldn’t do that.”

“Why not?” Taehyung lets himself laugh this time because it’s utterly ridiculous how Namjoon goes from calling him a slut to calling him a liar in the same breath. “Like I said before, aren’t you curious why your girlfriend cheated on you with me?” 

It’s the Forbidden Topic, but Taehyung thinks right now is an appropriate time to bring it up. He wants to rile Namjoon up, but now his strategy has evolved slightly. 

Before Namjoon can answer, Taehyung leans forward to rest his hand on Namjoon’s knee. He squeezes it lightly, then drags his palm up the length of Namjoon’s thigh, making sure to curve his fingertips into the inside of his thigh when he squeezes the muscle. 

“Quit it,” Namjoon whispers, but Taehyung notices that he spreads his legs. The movement is almost imperceptible, but it happens. 

“She always said she liked my mouth,” Taehyung ignores Namjoon, kneading his thigh as he speaks. “I could show you what’s so special about it.”

He can see it, the fight in Namjoon’s eyes. It’s in the way he looks at Taehyung’s mouth, then to his hand squeezing his thigh, and then back to his eyes. Eyes that Taehyung knows are dark and full of lust, but mostly mischief because this is a game. Fucking Namjoon’s girlfriend had been a game, too. It just hadn’t ended the way Taehyung wanted or expected it to. 

“C’mon, Joonie,” Taehyung whispers. He slowly moves off the couch and sinks to his knees on the floor between Namjoon’s legs. “You’ve always wanted to shut me up, right?” 

Having Taehyung between his legs must light a fire inside of Namjoon because he blinks a few times as though he’s just woken up. It’s cute how his cheeks flush a deep pink, the color intensifying as Taehyung’s long fingers begin unbuckling his belt. Taehyung wants to ruin him.

“I need you to say it,” Taehyung murmurs. Even though Namjoon willingly lifts his hips, letting Taehyung pull his jeans and underwear down to free his cock, Taehyung needs verbal confirmation. He watches Namjoon with curiosity as he brings his cock to his mouth and flicks the head with the tip of his tongue. Taehyung hasn’t sucked a dick in ages; he’s normally the one choking someone with his cock. Luckily, being out of practice won’t matter in this situation. Namjoon is already folding, and Taehyung has barely done anything. 

Namjoon’s bright eyes narrow into a hateful glare. “Fuck you.” 

“Oh, now we’re gonna do that?” Taehyung teases. “Let’s worry about me sucking you off, and then we can talk about fucking, okay, Joonie?”

He molds his lips around the tip, and Namjoon lets out a deep groan. He throws his head against the back of the couch and digs his fingers into his own thighs to keep himself rigid. 

“Fuck, fine, do it.” 

Taehyung hates when people tell him what to do, but he’ll give Namjoon a pass this time. Slipping the man’s cock down his throat is more interesting than getting into an argument. Funny how life works. He’s way too giddy with the excitement of finally getting at Kim Namjoon, the man he’s hated more than anyone else for nearly a decade. 

Taking it all at once is a mistake, though. Namjoon is more tightly wound than Taehyung had anticipated. The moment his cock hits the back of Taehyung’s throat, Namjoon practically starts crying. Taehyung eases up on his approach, going slower and not applying too much pressure. He doesn’t want to be an asshole about it, he really doesn’t, but the hum he makes around Namjoon’s cock is the closest thing to laughter that he can do with a dick in his mouth. He manages maybe two bobs of his head before he has to pull off. 

“Damn, Namjoon,” he huffs, voice low and thick. He rests his chin on Namjoon’s thigh and slowly drags his hand up his cock, avoiding the tip. “You’re such a virgin. It’s kinda embarrassing; I’m sorry.” 

Namjoon covers his face with his hands, and Taehyung can see where his blunt nails dug half moons in his thighs. “Fuck you, Taehyung.” 

“Mhm, you said that already.” Taehyung runs his tongue up his cock just to be mean, though he’s a bit afraid Namjoon might kick him from the way his body twitches. “You’re not fucking anyone with this pathetic thing.” He squeezes the base of Namjoon’s cock, also to be mean. “I’m not opposed to fucking you, though I thought you didn’t wanna be a slut.” 

Taehyung expects Namjoon to cuss him out even more, but he just stares at Taehyung’s tongue as it licks around the head of his cock. Heat builds in the pit of Taehyung’s stomach, but he does his best to ignore it. He needs to stay focused on Namjoon. Namjoon, who has yet to refuse Taehyung’s offer. 

With a quirk of his eyebrow, Taehyung sits back on his heels. “Unless you want it?” Silences. “Oh, you want it.” Taehyung bites his lip to suppress a grin, but the cockiness bleeds through his tone anyway. Namjoon already looks fucked out, and for once, the little bitch has nothing to say. It’s great; Namjoon deserves a taste of his own fucked up medicine for being such a controlling asshole in his last relationship. 

“Alright, here’s what we’re gonna do since you’re too nervous,” Taehyung holds up his hand when Namjoon starts to protest. “I’m going to my room to get a condom and some lube. If you’re still here when I get back, I’m gonna split you open, aight, Joonie?” Taehyung pats Namjoon’s knee and stands up. 

Taehyung is enjoying the fact that he rendered the man speechless a little too much. Part of him wouldn’t be surprised if Namjoon has his dick shoved in his pants and the door swinging behind him by the time Taehyung returns to the living room. It wouldn’t matter either way, he figures as he retrieves the items he needs from his bedroom nightstand. The damage is done regardless; it doesn’t matter how far they take it now. Besides, Taehyung wasn’t going to swallow, and he sure as fuck wasn’t going to let Namjoon nut on his face. He’s got more self-respect than that, wouldn’t let Namjoon have the pleasure. 

To his pleasant surprise, Namjoon is right where Taehyung wants him - sitting pretty with his pants and underwear in a pile on the floor. He’s kept his t-shirt on, but the cardigan is gone and that’s just fine with Taehyung. The important parts are exposed and that’s all he can really ask for. 

“Don’t fucking say anything,” Namjoon hisses but it’s whinier than it is biting. 

Taehyung holds up his hands, one of them clutching the lube and a condom. “My lips are sealed, Joonie baby. Now turn around and get on your hands and knees.” 

Fuck, Taehyung never could have imagined how good saying that would feel. He doesn’t even bother hiding his triumphant grin as he strips down to only his t-shirt, mirroring Namjoon. 

Namjoon looks hot spread out for Taehyung on the couch. Despite his sharp tongue, the man is completely pliant for Taehyung as he massages his lubed-up fingers inside of him, one by one. It doesn’t take long for Taehyung to find Namjoon’s prostate. He pays special attention to the spot for a bit - just long enough for the burning tension to build inside of Namjoon and slowly drive him mad. But eventually, Taehyung steers clear of it despite a whine from the man spread open. 

“No way I’m letting you come now,” Taehyung grunts, using his knees to push Namjoon’s legs wider apart. 

It’s been a while since Taehyung has had to prep someone. Usually, when he and Jungkook fucked, Jungkook did all the work himself. Said he liked to put on a little show for Taehyung, and Taehyung isn’t ever going to deny his best friend anything. 

So maybe he rushes a bit through it, making fingering less like foreplay and more like true preparation - merely a task that must be completed before they can move forward with the night. There’s no need to be sexy or passionate; Taehyung is doing this to make a point. He fucking owns Kim Namjoon’s ass. 

“You ready?” Taehyung huffs, trying his best to sound as unaffected as possible while he rolls the condom on. It’s difficult to keep steady when he slowly slides his cock in between Namjoon’s ass, letting it drag up the curve. He rolls his hips forward to chase the pleasure, even if it’s minimal compared to what he’ll soon have. 

“How the fuck am I supposed to know?” Namjoon bites back. 

Rather than respond to his smart-ass comment, Taehyung lines his cock up and pushes through the stubborn muscles - slow enough to not hurt Namjoon too badly but fast enough to knock the air out of him. 

“Oh god,” Namjoon gasps in a voice much higher-pitched than Taehyung would have expected. Taehyung lands a stinging slap on his ass. 

“Don’t fucking clench,” Taehyung commands with a hiss, using both hands to spread Namjoon’s cheeks to better watch the way his cock, shiny with lube, slides further inside him. 

It takes a few shallow thrusts before Namjoon lets out a broken-sounding sob and completely melts into the cushion. His body rocks forward as Taehyung deepens his strokes, pulling almost all the way out to slide back in again, angling his hips to hit Namjoon’s prostate with each stroke. 

Grabbing a fistful of Namjoon’s sandy-blonde hair, Taehyung twists the man’s head to the side and pushes his upper body into the couch. When he squeezes his fist and gives a slight tug, a ragged groan rumbles from Namjoon’s chest. Taehyung already knows this isn’t going to last long. Namjoon is trembling like a leaf, and Taehyung is still going slow by his standards. It’s fine; Taehyung isn’t looking for something drawn out and sensual. He wants to fuck Namjoon hard and fast just because he wants to be able to say that he did. 

“Someone likes to be manhandled, hmm?” Taehyung snickers. Without slowing the pace of his thrusts, he leans forward to press his chest against Namjoon’s back. “Can you do something for me, Joonie?” 

Namjoon bites into his lip so hard the skin turns nearly white. Another tug on his hair almost forces out a moan, but he keeps his teeth clamped down to muffle the sound. 

“Oh, c’mon, Joonie,” Taehyung whispers against his ear. 

Taehyung’s lips brush against the curve of it before he slips his tongue out to tease the tip down to Namjoon’s earlobe. After a few flicks, he sucks it into his mouth, nibbling on it until Namjoon’s lip falls free, and a moan that sounds more like a sob escapes him. The wrecked sound makes Taehyung’s cock twitch inside him. 

“Good boy.” His praise drips poison as he straightens up to kneel between Namjoon’s legs once again. He still bucks into Namjoon, but his thrusts have slowed to a relaxed, steady pace. “Now, are you going to do what I want? It’s a good thing. I promise.” 

Namjoon nods as best as he can with Taehyung’s fingers still digging into his scalp. 

“I want you to touch yourself.” 

Namjoon lets out a whimper, but he obeys. One arm remains raised above his head, hand squeezing the arm of the couch to both ground himself and prevent his head from hitting it when Taehyung thrusts particularly hard. His other arm snakes between his body and the couch cushions. 

Although Taehyung can no longer see Namjoon’s hand, he knows he’s done what he asked by the way his arm starts to shake with the effort of fisting his hand up and down his cock. 

“See? That. Wasn’t. So. Bad.” Taehyung punctuates each word with a brutal thrust. He lifts Namjoon by the hair just enough to slightly elevate him from the cushions. The position allows Namjoon to rest on one elbow and jerk himself off more easily. 

“Y’know, next time, I think we should invite your pretty princess over, don’t you think?” Taehyung usually isn’t the type to talk during sex, but a sick part of him enjoys how Namjoon tenses with… embarrassment? Humiliation? Something, every time Taehyung mentions his ex-girlfriend. “Could fuck her and make you watch.” 

Namjoon lets out a whimper in response, and his eyes squeeze shut.  

“No? Not into that?” Taehyung lets go of his hair to hook his middle and ring fingers into the corner of Namjoon’s mouth. “Of course, you’re a greedy little bitch. You can’t just sit back and watch. That’s fine. Maybe she’d like two cocks up her pussy.” 

Taehyung brings a stinging slap to Namjoon’s ass. By this point, he’s drooling around his fingers. 

“She’s pretty tight, though. Not sure she could handle it.” 

“F-Fuck y-y-ou,” Namjooon stutters. 

Taehyung is sure it’s meant to be biting, but he says it through the most debauched moan once Taehyung slips his fingers out of his mouth that all the statement does is turn Taehyung on more. 

“You’re the only one getting fucked,” he points out with a grin Namjoon can only catch out of the corner of his eye. 

“T-Then, d-do it, you piece of s-shit,” Namjoon says with a shallow breath. 

He’s going to come soon. Taehyung can tell by the way he slumps face-first into the couch. It’s perfect timing because Taehyung’s steady pace is starting to slip. He leans forward and wraps his arm around Namjoon’s waist, batting his hand away from his cock to replace it with his own. 

“Ohh f-fuck.” Namjoon’s moans are muffled by the cushion, but Taehyung’s pressed close enough against him that he can just make out the other man’s pathetic cries. “Taehyung.” 

“C’mon, Joonie, that’s right.” 

Namjoon’s cock is slick with precum. Taehyung pays special attention to the head, squeezing it and rolling his palm over the tip, doing his best to match his hand’s movements with the rhythm of him pounding into Namjoon. His whimpering makes every nerve ending in Taehyung’s body tingle with pleasure; he can practically see himself crackle and pop like a live wire as Namjoon falls apart under him. 

“You gonna come for me, Joonie?” Taehyung digs his teeth into Namjoon’s shoulder just hard enough to make him squirm. “Come all over yourself ‘cause I fuck you so good?” 

When Namjoon doesn’t respond, Taehyung slides his fist down to squeeze the base of his cock. The action makes Namjoon jolt with a cry of frustration. 

“Fuck! Taehyung, fuck y-you-” 

“I wanna hear you say it. Fucking say it, Joonie.” Taehyung pushes Namjoon deeper into the cushions. “Or do you want me to stop?” 

“No!” It’s pathetic the way Namjoon whines. Taehyung has to bite his bottom lip and focus on the pain there to stop himself from coming. 

“Then fucking say it.” 

“Fuck, okay,” Namjoon is panting, and his voice wavers with each brutal thrust. “You fuck me, so, fuck, so good. Ohh, Taehyung, Taehyung, Taehyung, please.” 

It only takes a few pumps before he feels Namjoon shiver and lock up beneath him, and warmth spills into the palm of Taehyung’s hand. 

Knowing that he’s fucked Kim Namjoon, the man he hates most in the world, is a pleasure so deep that only sweet revenge could foster it. But knowing Kim Namjoon had moaned his name when he made him come? It’s enough to simultaneously send Taehyung over the edge and inflate his ego. 

“Shit,” Taehyung curses as he comes. “Fuck.” 

Slumping into Namjoon’s back, Taehyung’s weight pushes him all the way into the couch. They’re sweaty, and the cum on Taehyung’s hand is disgusting; it’s always his least favorite part about fucking guys. It’s messy and sticky, and he doesn’t know what to do aside from smearing his hand on Namjoon’s t-shirt in a poor attempt to clean himself up. 

With a deep breath, Taehyung lifts himself up to a sitting position to allow Namjoon to roll onto his back. His glasses are askew, barely hanging onto his face, and his hair is a mess. He looks utterly wrecked, and Taehyung knows it’s not just his ego telling him that. 

“Good?” He asks with a smirk. Namjoon’s answer won’t matter because they both know the truth. 

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#taejoon #namjoon x taehyung #taehyung x namjoon #bts fanfic #namjoon fanfic #namjoon smut #bts smut #jai writes #gimmethatagustd #taehyung fanfic #taehyung smut #ohts #ddb

[aquanutart]

I absolutely LOVE the Squirtle/Wartortle illustrations by kantaro in Pokemon 151!

The Squirtle jumping so joyfully from the rock into the ocean, the colors are STUNNING! I love the contrast of the Squirtle's aqua blue framed in the vivid orange sky, the soft bit of blue reflecting in its shell and its tail just catching the sun, how little and squishy its body looks as it launches itself towards the water with such tremendous excitement!

The lineless style of the background gives me the feel of a travel poster and I sense the tropical environment around it from the rocks and trees framing the corners, the waterfall splashing with as much energy as the Squirtle!

The layered blues on the surface of the water and the bubbles rising at the corner make me FEEL the liquid rising to meet the Squirtle--I can just feel how the next moment it's going to break through and be immersed in a cool island swim!

And the Wartortle running along the sunset beach, this is somehow everything I always imagined for Wartortle! I adore the way the rich purple melts into the warm red/orange sky, the matching purple clouds and shadows in the foreground, and how the dimming sunlight glows red on Wartortle's deep blues!

I love how the yellow and orange of the sky illuminate the lapping waves, I can just feel the gentle motion of the sea at dusk. The aqua color of the ocean matches Wartortle's ears and tail and sets off the red-orange sand, I just love how the colors are here!

Wartortle looks so round and squishy, I love its happiness as it goes frolicking through the shallows, chasing the bubbles caught in the setting sun! The shine and deep shadow on its shell give it an almost jewel texture like real tortoise shell; I love the silhouetted splash Wartortle leaves as it goes running across the shore. It's so full of energy and delight at the end of a gorgeous day! The colors in these are SO vivid and harmonized and the style is so cute and bursting with energy and joy. I just LOVE it (also Squirtle is my starter)

#pokemon #pokemon tcg #long post #i have deep affection for bulbasaur as well though and i also love the bulbasaur/ivysaur cards in this set #i SO wish we'd gotten art of the final evolutions in the same style as the pre-evos' standard cards!! #(yes i do love the full art ones but i also love the illustrations on the standard cards!) #from the way the settings in these two were going; i would have imagined blastoise to be set at night (??) #i LOVE pokemon cards. i can't keep up with every set but i started collecting again now and then a few years ago #and 151 has really got me wanting the full set the way i haven't since childhood. SO many beautiful illustrations (but there always are) #it's like having little pieces of art of my favorite characters and it's only.. slightly... less expensive than actually commissioning .... #i KNOW it's less expensive to buy the individuals online but it's so much less fun #part of the fun is having YOUR own pokemon journey ((going to the store)) and seeing what YOU encounter ((when you open the pack)) #i do buy them online sometimes but i usually dont form as strong associations with them as when i open a pack in a certain setting or place #i tend to try to save them to open right before a significant event like starting something new or a holiday. so that i form associations #and it's like 'oh that's the galarian obstagoon from when my mom came home for christmas' #and 'that's the snorlax who reassured me when i was hurt' #i don't buy them too often so i've got to make it count #anyway i know i should wait for the prices on this one to come down because it's absolutely ridiculous #i didn't buy anything at release because i was like $6 for one booster pack??? but i couldn't take just sitting and watching them sell out #i really like the poster because i can look at so many beautiful pictures all together #i could say stuff like this about literally every pokemon illustration (if i had time to write it out) and sometimes i've wanted to #i just chose these two because these are a couple of my original favorite pokemon and i just couldn't keep it to myself. i LOVE these

[wannaeatramyeon]

SAMUEL SEO FLUFF >>>>>>

Honestly. Why are we all simping for this unhinged man? Present company included. He's an absolute menace to society but for some reason I just want him to be happy and at peace.

Samuel Seo x Reader: Spectacles

You hover in the store, trying on different pairs of glasses as a way to kill time.

Lucky for you, your vision remains 20/20. No matter how many times you were scolded to not sit too close to the television, stare at a screen too long, or read with proper lighting, you have avoided the need for specs.

Still, it's fun to accessorise.

An arm snakes its way round your waist while you admire your reflection. An outlandish and aggressively pink pair of frames rests on your face.

"Beautiful as ever," Samuel eyes follow your movement, "But I'm not sure you need those."

You feel your lips lift at the compliment as you return them to the stand, "How did it go?"

"Fine, still the same prescription. We can go grab some lunch now if you prefer?"

"Wait, hold on," You wander to a collection a few displays over. "I found some glasses that I think would really suit you!"

You hold out a particularly obnoxious pair, horn-rimmed and tortoise-shell. Samuel lets out a snort, and indulges you. He takes off his own stylish and sophisticated glasses and hands them over, his eyes flashing playfully.

As soon as he wears them, you can't help bursting out laughing. He inspects himself in the mirror and snickers too.

"I've worked my way up, just to have my reputation destroyed by these. I'm not sure anyone at work would or could take me seriously."

One after another, you hand him multiple styles. Each somehow more distasteful and objectionable than the last - round and owlish ones, excessively thick purple frames, another comically oversized that takes over half Samuel's face, aviators reminiscent of dodgy men from the 80's.

Between your giggling and his chuckling, the next 30 minutes passes by in a blur.

Upon returning back the final pair, you couldn't help but comment earnestly, "You're so handsome, Sammy. I think you actually could pull off any of these."

Samuel rewards you with a self-satisfied smile, "Come on Y/N, are we done here?"

"Hmm... What about contacts?"

"What about them?"

"Just at the weekend or whatever. Maybe it would be nice to actually see your eyes y'know," You hesitate slightly, "Without a barrier."

Without a barrier? All his life, Samuel had been building a wall around him. An impenetrable fortress. His glasses have become his shield to the world. And now you want him to start to break this down for you?

He reflects on the past 30 minutes of silliness, the days and nights and months and years spent with you. Both the deep, meaningful conversations and the light hearted banter. The secrets and hopes and dreams shared with promises to always remain loyal.

Maybe it would be nice, he agrees.

#dragged into my samuel era screaming and kicking and crying #lookism x reader #lookism hc #lookism headcanons #samuel seo #samuel seo x reader #big deal golden era #lookism fic #lookism fanfic #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #seo seongun #wannaeatramyeon

[enteringdullsville]

Fifteen Mario Characters in My World of Mario Style

I can’t draw Bowser’s face for the life of me, so I always give him a more simplified facial structure. Similarly, his shell only has four BIG spikes instead of a bunch of smaller ones. His long tortoise neck adds to his body language and makes his “sleep-mode size” look more imposing. I added fangs to his lower jaw compared to how I used to draw him, so he looks less like a guy in a costume.

Junior’s more a manner of stylization than an outright redesign, but the massive ponytail was a fun addition.

Kamek has ganglier proportions and pupils visible through his glasses. A slouch both shows his age and emphasizes his shell.

The underside of Toad’s cap is visible to make it more obviously part of his body. Also, you can’t tell in the above image, but I both darkened Toad’s complexion and made it so that the spots on his cap are permanently blue.

Toadette is one of the more drastically different characters in how I portray her, punctuated by a less chibi-esque look and a single ponytail. Note how the front of her cap is scored, making it look more like hair.

Rosalina has a slightly more gothic look about her, complete with the star tattoo on her shoulder. There’s also a lot more soft shapes here.

DK borrows Donkey Kong Junior’s tank top and conjoined eyes since some adaptations essentially merge the two, most recently the movie.

Wario takes the goggles from his WarioWare outfit and tacks them onto his cap. Rings around his eyes become discolored eyelids and his stubby legs become disproportionally gangly ones.

Waluigi would really rather be anywhere else, as evidenced by his preppy tennis outfit. Better posture makes him look even taller than usual.

Birdo, also known by her stage name “Birdetta”, adopts the conical mouth of her earlier designs, slightly mismatched eyes, freckles for extra cuteness points, and a little jacket.

Yoshi looks like a deformed Zbornak with more of a theropod-like build and a longer tail. Also, he’s totally wearing dinosaur slippers.

It’s hard for me to draw Mario’s mouth under his mustache, so it’s parted a little. Drawing his nose a separate circle with a mustache added on makes it easier to break up his face into a manageable design.

Luigi has a drooping mustache, heavy slouch, and oblong eyes, all to make him look as awkward as possible.

Peach’s VERY stylized bangs and ponytail make her easier to draw, while her minimized nose harkens back to the toads that raised her. Not pictured for spacing purposes is her floaty, crowny thing that I don’t draw the other princesses with.

Daisy goes for more of a youthful, androgynous look with more exaggerated facial features. Still cute, though.

#dullsville #super mario bros #super mario #smb #mario fanart #bowser #bowser koopa #bowser jr #kamek #smb toad #toad #toadette #rosalina #dk #donkey kong #wario #waluigi #birdo #birdetta #yoshi #mario #smb mario #mario mario #luigi #luigi mario #peach toadstool #princess peach #princess daisy #daisy

[chinesehanfu]

【Historical Reference Artifacts】:  

・Eastern Jin Dynasty Female Pottery Figurines:

・ Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties “绯碧裙/Fēi bì qún / Fēi bì skirt”:

・ Eastern Jin Weapon Shape Gold Hairpin,unearthed from Eastern Jin Dynasty Tomb in Nanjing

・ Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties Female Figurines showing woman makeup at the time:

[Hanfu · 漢服]Chinese Eastern Jin dynasty (317–420 AD) Traditional Clothing Hanfu & Hairstyle Based On Relics【东晋仕女装束】

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【History Note】

Since the end of the Han Dynasty, the silhouette of clothing has gradually become a trend of "Top are closed-fit to the body, with full and wide shape in the bottom".

Until the Eastern Jin Dynasty, this style became more exaggerated, with fluffy and bulging skirts and higher waists;The tops are short and mostly have narrow sleeves, and the bottoms of the tops are often placed outside the skirts.

At the same time, the fashion of make-up and hairstyle has also changed,face makeup have become more colorful, like“花黄/额黄(forehead yellow makeup)” , "面靥(a makeup which on the dimples of the cheeks)”, and “XieHong/斜红( a special kind of face decoration in ancient times, is a red crescent is drawn on both sides of a woman’s face )” have become widely popular. 

For hairstyles, taller and big ring-shaped hairstyles are popular, and the hairstyle become more plumply,as recorded in "Book of Jin·Five Elements《晋书•五行志》": “太元中，公主妇女必缓鬓倾髻，以为盛饰。用发既多，不可恒戴，乃先于木及笼上装之，名曰假髻，或名假头。 mean "In Taiyuan, princesses and women hairstyle are sloping and seemingly loose hairstyles. This kind of hairstyle are difficult to comb with real hair and not easy keep this hairstyle, so requires the help of wig.

In the hair accessories, hairpins in the shape of knives, axes and weapons are popular, which look majestic. There is such a record in "Song Shu Wuxing Zhiyi/《宋书·五行志一》": " “晋惠帝元康中，妇人之饰有五兵佩，又以金、银、玳瑁之属为斧、钺、戈、戟，以当笄。”：

During the Yuankang period of Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty, women wore five weapons. They use gold, silver, Eretmochelys imbricata, horn, tortoise shell and other materials to make into axes, battle-axes, daggers, and halberds and use them as hairpins.

Such hairpins was unearthed from the Eastern Jin Dynasty tomb in Nanjing

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Recreation Work： @裝束复原 ​​​ & @桑纈

🔗Weibo：https://weibo.com/1656910125/MfCPWsgnN

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#Chinese Hanfu #Eastern Jin dynasty (317–420 AD) #Wei Jin Southern and Northern Dynasties #Hanfu #“花黄/额黄(forehead yellow makeup) #面靥(a makeup which on the dimples of the cheeks) #XieHong/斜红( a special kind of face decoration in ancient times is a red crescent is drawn on both sides of a woman’s face #chinese historical fashion #historical makeup #historical hairstyles #Chinese Culture #recreation #hanfu history #chinese history #chinese art #Chinese Aesthetics #chinese fashion #东晋仕女装束 #Historical Artifacts #China #襦/ru #绯碧裙/Fēi bì qún / Fēi bì skirt” #鬟髻 #漢服 #汉服 #裝束复原 #桑纈 #Weapon Shape Gold Hairpin

[aziraphales-library]

Hello! Do you have any fics where the ineffable spouses are cats by any chance? I’ve seen a bunch of comics of them as cats and now there is a fic itch. Thank you!

Hi! Here are all the fics I know about in which Aziraphale and Crowley are cats...

Purr Omens by PearlButterfly (T)

Crowley would be the first to admit he wasn't too fond of the new cat when he first came to live in the cottage. However, distaste turns to friendship turns to love turns to kittens (with lots of adventuring along the way).

Adopt Don't Shop - A Good Meowmens Fanfic by lucky_spike (G)

Inspired by Chekhov's cat AU comics 'Good Meowmens', here is a fanfic in which Anathema and Newt are humans, and Aziraphale and Crowley are cats. Not disguised as cats, not trapped in cat bodies, just actual elderly cats that are inseparable.

I'm calling it finished but Lord knows this is cute and fun to write, so who knows, maybe I'll add chapters later.

Nine Lives, One Love by ranguvar82 (M)

Aziraphale is a spoiled, pampered Himalayan who lives in the lap of luxury. That is, until his Miss dies and he is taken by her niece to live in the small country village of Tadfield. He's determined to hate it, but a meeting with a rather lovely short haired tortoise shell named Crowley puts a rather large crimp in his plans.

Crowley's been a stray all her life, forced to masquerade as a tom to keep herself safe. It's automatic, these days. But then a fluffy angel of a cat moves into town, and Crowley finds herself wanting to spill her deepest secret.

Ineffable Felinity by Dacelin (T)

It's hard to communicate with humans when all they understand is 'meow'. It makes saving the world that much harder.

It's Good Omens, but the ineffable idiots are cats. Yes, really.

Aristocats' Class and a Street Cat's Style by skimmingthesurface & SylWritesStuff (G)

Aziraphale is a pampered, well-loved housecat who's become papa to a host of abandoned kittens. In the course of teaching them how to be proper ladies and gentlemen, they and their owner fail to notice their butler's mounting jealousy.

Though his full plan is foiled, the cats find themselves lost in the countryside, far from home. Luckily Anthony J. Crowley isn't the sort of alley cat scary stories are made of. He's happy to get them home. After all, how could he possibly resist eyes that sparkle like sapphires?

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #animals #cat crowley #cat aziraphale #cat au #mod d

[poppletonink]

The Timeless Style Of Audrey Hepburn

Audrey Hepburn: British actress and humanitarian, a wondrous woman with an everlasting legacy who was idolised worldwide for her effortless poise and grace. It is an undeniable fact that Audrey was a true fashion icon of her time - a timeless beauty.

Use of colour allowed Audrey to create outfits that could live forever, outfits that could be stored in time capsules and remain just as wonderful for years to come. She used hues of black, white, and grey most frequently: shades that have stood the test of time and create a sleek and sophisticated feel to an outfit. This neutral palette would be aided by pops of colour, predominantly pastels, scarlet red, and coral pink.

Alongside an aesthetically stunning colour scheme, her outfits would usually feature stripes, floral or checkered patterns. Even so, she maintained a strict one-pattern-per-outfit policy, with every other item of clothing being a solid colour.

Audrey's style was classy and distinguished both on and off the screen. She was the queen of the little black dress, much like her Breakfast At Tiffany's character Holly Gollightly. Pairing slim-cut trousers with black turtlenecks, and white blouses with cinch-waist skirts she would create minimalistic outfits that radiated her balletic nature. Contrasting her feminine pieces, Hepburn also wasn't afraid to break down gendered clothing barriers, wearing blazers, suits and ties as often as she pleased - feminism at its most quintessential.

Audrey always had statement sunglasses within reach, whether they were cat eye or tortoise-shell, they were always sure to add the finishing touches to her outfits. A beige trench coat was her go to jacket of choice; ballet flats or penny loafers were her ever-reliable footwear and she would often adorn her outfits with a simplistic string of pearls and stud earrings.

Chic and stunning - Audrey Hepburn was and always will remain a truly timeless fashion icon.

#audrey hepburn #fashion #fashion journalism #timeless fashion #elegant #elegant fashion #classy #classy fashion #it girl #old hollywood #old hollywod glamour #vintage #vintage fashion #audrey hepburn fashion #girlblogging #girlblogger #vintage glamour #coquette

[outofangband]

@orcinusorca2236 asked me for some more Teleri world building! I am so sorry for how delayed this is

I have my first set here and there is more in the Teleri tag! All headcanons about language or words are mine!

-Tattoos and body paint are a semi common form of art and expression! Most are temporary and even more permanent tattoos will not last forever. Pigments come from a variety of sources but rocks and shells make up an large percentage. Symbols range from abstract patterns, sometimes meant to represent the ocean, wind or other natural phenomena to detailed landscapes painted right across the face or arms of an individual. I have my partial guide to Telerin symbols here

-Long hair is common for Telerin elves. One style involves simple twisting rather than braids, usually tied with a stretch of cloth or even grass. Complex styles that take time are usually for celebratory occasions. Pearls are often woven into the hair during weddings. These are from a custom shared with the Noldor and are primarily meant to play upon the light

-The weather of Alqualondë is mild with colder air sometimes coming from the ocean. Lizards and snakes can be seen basking upon the lower walls throughout most of the year. Tortoises live in gardens as a popular companion. They are sourced from the nearby countryside. The Telerin word for tortoise translates to rock turtle. A later word used by some translates to sun rock turtle.

-The Coast around Alqualondë and the surrounding lands is long. It spreads through whatever Rayati of different climates and ecosystems. In the harbors around the city, the weather is mild but the water is cool, but there are grooves, including mangroves with warmer weather and even warmer climate. There reach a little ways inland and are home to complex ecosystems. At least one is home to manatees. This grove is named for Úinen.

-There are also places on the coast with warmer water and there is another small population of Teleri who live here. The waters around Tol Eressëa are also much warmer and are home to dugongs, more reefs and other tropical and subtropical life

-The lands between the Pelóri and Alqualondë are full of open woodlands, orchards and fields and groves, and salt marshes. There are hundreds of little springs, some coming down from the mountains, some originating inland. Many trickle down to the sea.

-The walls that surround Alqualondë are covered in shells and even fossils. There are three watch towers and a number of lighthouses. Prior to the Darkening, these towers primarily functioned for observation, astronomy and cartography study, rather than defense

-Casual nudity is common among the Teleri who frequently swim and walk along the beaches with little to no clothing. There are saltwater and freshwater springs in and around Alqualondë where people go to bathe, relax and enjoy companionship. These often have simple sandstone shelters built around them

- Instruction is common with mixed age groups. Natural materials and outdoor lessons make up a lot of the learning. Lessons are conveyed through stories both real and folkloric. Telerin children are also taught swimming, boats, and water safety from a young age.

-There are many families and individuals who live on their boats on the water.

-The Teleri have an extensive collection of knowledge on toxins, secretions and substances, both potent and subtle, found in mollusks, crustaceans, fish, aquatic flora, and other marine and water creatures. These are sometimes used in medicine and even crafts.

-Fishing is usually done with woven nets and handmade spears. The malicious killing of sea birds is forbidden. Telerin fishers often find strong religious significance in their trade.

#teleri #the silmarillion #Valinor #musing and meta

[rggtattoos]

Hypothetical tats for Akiyama, Tanimura, and Shinada?

The protagonists of 4 each have strong theming around the Celestial Symbols. Kiryu is the dragon, and Saejima is the tiger, as made clear by their respective tattoos. However, the VR game in 4 makes it clear who the others are supposed to be.

Akiyama Shun

Akiyama is the vermillion bird, though he is specifically more associated with phoenix imagery. The explosion of the Millennium Tower in 1 acted as the fire that allowed him to rise from the ashes and build the fortune he used to create Sky Finance. He also has a lot of sky/air association with the name "Sky Finance" coming from the very literal windfall of money that fell from the sky from the exploded 10 billion yen. So a phoenix with clouds to represent the sky would work well.

For a plant motif I went with Kane no Naruki or the "money plant".In Japanese flower language  Kane no Naruki means "inviting good luck", "wealth", and "get rich quick", all of which reflects not only his enormous fortune which he uses to run Sky Finance, but his incredible luck that helped him build that fortune, and even dodge death a few times.

Tanimura Masayoshi

Tanimura is Genbu, the Black Tortoise. Genbu represents darkness and shadow, which could be seen as a reflection of Tanimura's association with the fringes of Japanese society, including Kamurocho's immigrant population, as well as his dealings with minor criminal organizations. The tortoise is also considered to be a warrior because of its shell "armor." Tanimura is a member of the police force, and the parry move signature to his fighting style makes him the one of the most defense-centered fighters in the series. 

Genbu is said to have been created when a warrior went to wash earthly sin from his stomach and intestines. His stomach became a monstrous turtle and his intestines became the snake wrapped around Genbu’s shell. The warrior subdued the monster and it instead became a protector to work off its sins. Tanimura is a gambler and a corrupt cop who takes bribes, all of which are rooted in earthly desires. However, he also has a strong sense of justice and works to better the lives of others.

For Tanimura's flower I chose the spotted bellflower, which represents faithfulness and justice. In Japanese they are called "firefly bags". In Japanese folklore fireflies are said to be the souls of dead warriors. I thought this could also allude to Tanimura chasing his father's memory.

Shinada Tatsuo

Shinada replaces Tanimura as the Black Tortoise in 5. This is lampshaded during the Amon substory where it is outright stated that the rest of the crew consider Shinada as Tanimura's replacement. This ends up being fitting, as Genbu is actually a double entity, being depicted as a tortoise with a snake wrapped around it. This is because of the belief that all tortoises were female and thus had to mate with a snake in order to reproduce. 

Genbu being a warrior serving penance for their sins fits several aspects of Shinada's character: his current destitute state resulting from (supposedly) cheating during a baseball game and getting banned from the league, as well as his focus on carnal pleasure over steady employment or career. Eventually he "redeems" himself by helping unwind Kurosawa's plot and officially becomes a member of the celestial symbols

Changing the orientation of the Genbu so there is more focus on the snake would make Shinada decidedly different from Tanimura, and encourage comparison between the two. Tanimura is driven by his desire to investigate his father's past, while Shinada is content to drift through life. Shinada doesn't seem to have any goals until a conspiracy targets him for unknown reasons. 

Snakes also symbolize fertility, which I thought was fun, given Shinada's intimate knowledge of Nagoya's nightlife and adult entertainment scenes. They also are messengers of the gods and protectors of sacred places. Shinada is sent by Daigo and later Kiryu in order to protect Haruka at the concert, with the performance acting as a sacred place.

For Shinada's flower I chose the trailing ice plant. In Japanese flower language they represent laziness, but conversely also "achievement". Seemed to fit someone who was once a great athlete who is now a washed-up loser.

#akiyama shun #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza #rgg #yakuza games #tattoos #irezumi #like a dragon #askrggt #yakuza 5 #yakuza 6 #shinada tatsuo #masayoshi tanimura

[hellowyelloww]

Last set of entities are finished !!

Headcanons are below!

Hellow, I’ll be now accepting questions and doodle requests either for the entities, my headcanons on them, or for me :) I rlly like to talk to yall

vvv

A timid and anxious Curious Light

Curious Light is capable of doing the crucifix power, it just doesn’t know that idea yet.

Curious Light did interact with the Rooms entities but rather stays distant to them and watches them.

60’s aura is always really hot compared to Ambush, but rather appearing through emotions it’s just normal like that. Strong emotions makes it MORE hot where players’ hands get turned to ashes.

60 doesn't always have a bright red, burning, glitchy appearance. Its aura wasn’t an aura, rather it was once dark red, 60 was hairy (like Dupe) and with no glitches.

60 is the first Rooms entity to “break in” the Hotel, it was confused how it got here until it was banished back to their realm by Glitch. Glitch gave 60 an odd effect on their body after being teleported back.

90 doesn’t mind the Rooms entities a lot, but it doesn’t like 60 even more.

90 is the newest denizen in the Rooms

Sudden movements, touch or any action (even to the entities) makes 90 flinched and glitched a lot, so nearly most entities have to directly call 90 before sudden action.

Short 90 lol

90, like Halt, also owns a stop sign

A-90 🤝 Halt: Stop sign wielders

omg I made 120 into art……

120 is a rlly good sketch artist, it likes drawing a lot. It also likes to write for books either about fairytales, dark stories, romance, or history. Sometimes it does origami too.

120 has a sketch book filled with crude and impressively detailed drawings. Some of the drawings has a dark meaning to it.

120 once (and only once) drew Cat (the neko kind) Seek and Figure in a rlly realistic look on a piece of paper.

As you can see, that small creature looks like some sort of tortoise. Small Snares break off the greenhouse floor tiles and bury themselves in and cover their shells with dirt.

That human looking Snare is the owner or like the mother of the smaller ones.

The big and small Snares put delicate care of the flowers in the greenhouse and they’ll be strict about it if Rush, Ambush or Screech comes in. Eyes doesn’t reck the place, so Snares wouldn’t mind them.

Not much about Shadow honestly, it just likes to dangle around places. It suddenly disappears with the flickering lights when a player comes where it is. It doesn’t like to be seen my trespassers.

Shadow was unsure of itself if its being a good parent to Sally. Rush or Hide assured Shadow is doing great there.

Shadow has met and talked to Bob alive once (before El Goblino)

Void doesn’t have a physical body, unless u count its eyes as its physical body. Imagine your in a dark room and see a pair of white eyes and you tried to shine your light at it and it’s just gone. That ain’t Screech, Screech was also freaked out about this too

(btw, this is my first time drawing these entities in my style)

#roblox doors #doors roblox #roblox rooms #doors curious light #a 60 doors #a 90 doors #a 120 doors #doors snare #doors shadow #doors void

[amevello-blue]

I'm laughing at the amount of people who don't realize that on top of Ghost in the Shell, I've written the 2012 Fusions fic too, and The Great Skittles Heist of 2105, and The Tortoise and the Hare, and I co-write Mystic Forest.

My writing style changes slightly depending on which iteration I'm writing so that might have something to do with it??? But there's several people who have mentioned it now and I cackle with glee every time.

I write a lot. It's a problem.

[georgiapeach30513]

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Professor Evans😩

I am not mad at at the glasses era Chris. He must like that style because he’s got a black pair and the tortoise shell pair. Black ones must be fancier.

I want to see more square framed ones! He looks so good and handsome in those

The ones he’s been wearing remind me of Me’s glasses

They’re tortoise shell, too!

#chris evans #Chris Evans in glasses #me #playing it cool #TikTok

[overlyenthusiasticfictionreader]

Binderary 2024

Binderary is once again almost upon us! For the folks at Renegade Bindery, February is a month where we focus on making books, similar to NaNoWriMo for writers and Inktober for artists.

This is my accountability post for Binderary 2024! Below are my preparations, my goals, and new techniques I’m going to try. Check it out under the cut:

My Preparations: - 7 finished typesets, quarto-letter sized. I’m also hoping to get these printed out and folded before February 1. - Lots of research on pamphlet binding! - A little bit of research on box making/cartonnage!

My Goals: - I want to bind each of these typesets in a different style of pamphlet binding. - The 7 typesets are documentation of my conversations with authors I’ve worked with over the past year. I want to archive these before the get lost in the morass of online stuff, because glancing at an author reaction to a book I’ve make is a great pick-me-up! Archiving includes making sure my posts and the author’s stories are in the Wayback Machine at Archive.org. - Someone suggested I made a box to keep these guys in, and I have not tried any box making yet. These should all end up roughly the same height and width, so they should all fit in one box! So one (1) box by the end of Binderary. - If I survive all of that, I have a typeset I received from the Renegade Typeset Exchange 2023 that I should get started on! We’ll consider this a stretch goal.

New Techniques: - I have several pamphlet binding techniques I want to try: 2 section pamphlet with cover, one sewing; stab binding (tortoise shell) with a Z-fold cover; button hole stich; concertina binding; stich pattern on the spine (which I believe is a variation on long stitch); conservation pamphlet for 2 sections and 3 sections. These are from both the Kevin A Smith books on glueless binding and also a couple of DAS videos. - I have not tried cartonnage at all! I do have a fairly simple process laid out in the book by the Hollanders (yes those Hollanders) “Introduction to Bookbinding and Custom Cases”. - If I make it that far, for my exchange typeset I want to try a cover with a cutout!

I will update at the end of February to let you know how it goes!

#book binding #my books #Cat's Paw Bindery #Renegade Bindery #accountability #binderary2024 #Renegade Publishing