#chroma drift

[karrahleia]

I've been telling my friends that Chroma Drift is an awesome jam for driving, and then I caught Plave's stream doing exactly what I've been wanting to do!

[echoxerk]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: PLAVE (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Chae Bonggu | Bamby/Do Eunho, Chae Bonggu | Bamby & Do Eunho Characters: Chae Bonggu | Bamby, Do Eunho Additional Tags: Chroma Drift, Parody Fic, Drinking, Drinking Games, Sci-Fi, Crime and Investigation, Comedy, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

[caramiuu]

When I quietly picture you, it's like the blade of broken glass 𖣁 ⠀・・・

It reminds me of myself standing there

and it bothers me . . . 𖥨᩠ׄ݁.ི𒂭۪۪۪۪᳝۟.🎱

..  °  ✢ ♡  ⊹. #02 ♱. 🍙🍃🧣

[athousandbyeol]

because, because, because (what a beautiful night). [guncher fanfic]

with the lingering taste of champagne and the warmth of their intertwined fingers, gun revels in the euphoria of no longer being a wanderer—no longer searching for a place to belong, because cher is home. and as the silver bands on their fingers glimmer under the golden glow, gun knows with unwavering certainty that this love is his forever, and there’s nothing more beautiful than this—cher.

[electroslime]

I've been stunlocked since the drop, i stayed up all night for the dash premier. Caligo album was a hit!! i want to draw so much!! i can't get over the art direction for everything aaaaaa.

[thechaotictheoryy]

Winterfall. (Re-edited)

summary: Yunho doesn't know when the last time he didn't feel so much loneliness. You also experienced the same thing causing you to run away from home. What happens when the two of you meet in a small restaurant in the cold winter month of December, discovering that loneliness isn't forever.

pairing: reader x non-idol! Yunho

genre: (18+ minors dni), romance, smut, situational and emotional loneliness, strangers to lovers.

word count: 4,841.

warnings: deep conversation, talks of extreme loneliness, crying, Yunho is really sweet, making out, soft dom! yunho, dry humping, unprotected sex (don't do this lmao), oral sex (both receiving) fingering, slight hand kink, pet names (good girl, pretty, etc.), slightly slow sex, creampie, cockwarming.

song rec: Chroma Drift by Plave and Just For Two by Jey.

The snow was so crisp and white as Yunho made his way down the street. It was like any other night when he left the office, it was close to midnight and there were few people still walking around. Yunho’s stomach kept growling since the last thing he ate was a banana and some pretzels for lunch. He knew his roommate and best friend Mingi would scold him for that later since they worked in the same place but Mingi got off a little early today.

The familiar sign of Yunho’s favorite restaurant came into view. It was a simple hole in the wall place that he had found his freshman year of college when he moved to Seoul from Gwangju. It was ran by an old Chinese-Korean couple who moved to Seoul in the late 80s and they were really famous for their seafood jjampong. Yunho hadn’t been there in about two weeks now since work was driving him crazy but it was Saturday and he always ate there every Saturday, mostly by himself but sometimes with Mingi or some co-workers. As much as an extrovert Yunho was, loneliness always consumed him. 

Even with friends, his loneliness yearned for something that he couldn’t put into words and he felt bad about it. Mingi always tried to help him out but all his attempts seemed to fail because even when Yunho was physically present… he wasn’t mentally present. 

Yunho opened the door to the restaurant and the aroma of noodles and sour kimchi hit his nose. He loved this smell and he became rather cozy to him as weird as it may seem. 

“Ya! Where have you been?” Ms. Jung, one of the owners, yelled at him as soon as she saw him. 

“I’m sorry Ms. Jung, work has been consuming me” He chuckled. 

“Mhm, well have a seat and I’ll have Riku whip up a fresh bowel for you”

Yunho nodded, making his way to a table and sitting. He noticed Ms. Jung walked over to a girl in the back and handed her more kimchi while rubbing her head before walking away. He raised his eyebrow a little in curiosity. He had never seen you here before in all his 6 years of coming here. He practically knew most of the people who walked in and out this restaurant so how could he have missed you? 

“That’s Y/N” Ms. Jung said, breaking Yunho out of his thoughts and placing his bowl of hot noodles in front of him. “She just moved to Seoul a few weeks ago from Jinju,” she sighed. 

“Why the sigh?” 

“Mm, it’s not my business to tell but just know she doesn’t have the most fond memories of everything there which is why she moved up here” 

Yunho hummed and started eating his noodles. Ms. Jung smiled at him and patted his head before walking back to the kitchen. The restaurant seemed to empty out a little within the next fifteen minutes. Yunho was sitting there eating and looking through some emails on his phone. He caught himself looking in your direction a few times, more than he would like to admit.

One thing was that you were beautiful in his eyes. Too beautiful honestly for someone like him but that’s just what he thought. 

You also did the same without his knowledge, you were glancing at him a lot. To you, he was way out of your league. Someone so tall and handsome like him would never be interested in someone like you especially with how broken you were inside. Loneliness was destined to find you, just like your parents wished on you.

You moved here from Jinju to escape everyone. Your family and the terrible ex you dated for three years that you recently broke up with over eight months ago. You never had the best relationship with your parents because of high expectations they had for you, the blur definitely increased when you went and graduated from art school instead of going to a four year university. The stain in your relationship with them caused you and your little sister to also distant from each other. There was no hate from either of you but because she was being the child your parents wanted you to be, they glorified her more so it made you shut down. 

Your toxic relationship with your on and off boyfriend Jeonghan didn’t make it any better. The constant fights and cheating from his end just for him to apologize and make it so easy for you to come back took a mental toll over you. You knew you should have ended it after the first time he degraded you and cheated but you hated being alone. You finally ended it when all your emotions boiled over and you leashed out on him. You knew the relationship was making you toxic and depressed plus the bad relationship with your parents so you decided to move three hours away to Seoul. 

You heard a chair move and you looked up. Yunho walked to the counter and handed Mr. Jung his bowel, he tried to pay for it but Ms. Jung kept insisting that it was on the house so he left something in the tip jar while they still scolded him. It made you smile a bit and you automatically knew he had to be coming here for a while for them to act like that towards him. As Yunho made his way out, you and him made slight eye contact which made him slightly bow at you with a small smile and you bowed a little at him. 

The bells rang on the door as he walked back out into the winter snow. 

Little did he know that his small gesture towards you made warmth flow through your heart. 

A week passed till Yunho found himself back in The Jungs’ restaurant again. This time it was empty except for the two older men who were almost  finished with their bowels at a table near the back. He turned his head and saw you eating near the window. You didn’t notice him yet but he smiled a little, walked to a table near the register. As on queue, a hot bowl of seafood jjampong was in front of him with pickled radish. Work really has been stressing him out and Mingi bringing home random hook ups when he was trying to catch up on sleep didn’t help. 

“She’s been looking for you,” Ms. Jung said quietly, walking next to him. 

“Mm, why?”

“Who knows, I just always see her look towards the door every time she’s here then gets a little disappointed by closing time. I think you should talk to her” 

She walked away before Yunho could tell her that would be impossible. It was impossible because of how stunning you were and he would make a complete fool of himself. Yunho hasn’t been with someone in years and you deserved someone who didn’t drown in his work to cure somewhat of his loneliness. Yunho had looked in your direction again and saw you were gone. He didn’t even notice that you had left but he let out a sign, finishing up his bowel. 

He thanked The Jungs and left for the journey to his apartment. It was very cold tonight and the wind was blowing slightly to add on. He wrapped his scarf around his neck a little tighter as he walked. A few blocks down as he passed the park, he heard someone crying and paused. His eyebrows raised and he slowly walked, eyes searching for the person who was crying. He saw a figure on the bench and made his way over, he felt very bad because the cries were like heartbreaking sobs. 

“Are you okay?” He asked as he approached. You turned your head slowly to look up at him and his eyes widened as he realized who you were. 

“I’m fine,” you looked down and sniffed. 

You heard a bag drop and the bench become a little heavier with weight. You turned your head a little and saw Yunho sitting but looking straight, crossing his arms. 

“You don’t have to share but it’s dark and I can’t let a girl sit out here alone” 

Your chest felt that warmth go through it again. You knew he was only doing as a good person but something about him made the winter not feel so cold tonight. You looked straight and sighed, sniffling. You both sat in silence for about ten minutes till you decided you could speak without breaking down. 

“I.. I just got a call from my parents that my sister passed to get into a college in America” 

“Oh that’s great, isn’t it?”

“Not exactly,” you sighed. “My parents called to praise her and tell me how useless I was to them. They were glad when they heard I moved away so they wouldn’t have to deal with their failure anymore” 

“That’s horrible, I’m sorry” Yunho said. You looked at him and saw concern in his eyes, it shocked you just a little bit because you never saw that from anyone in your life. 

“It’s nothing new but what's upsetting is the fact they sent me three million won and told me to stay out their life,” you teared up. 

You felt yourself about to break down again until felt arms around you and the warmth from a strong chest. It took you a minute to realize Yunho was hugging you. He also didn’t know what came over him but seeing such a pretty girl like you in tears and being degraded and pushed away like you were nothing made him sad with an overwhelming feeling of rage but he didn’t want you to notice. He couldn’t believe someone could do this to their daughter. Once you seemed to calm down a little, he pulled away and you could see his ears were a bit red. 

Cute. 

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t–”

“It’s okay I needed that” you smiled. 

“I’m Yunho by the way, should have said my name first” he awkwardly rubbed his neck. 

“Y/N” you nodded. 

“It’s freezing and you should get inside” he stood up. “Let me walk you home” 

“It’s okay” 

“I insist and I would feel terrible if something happened to you” 

You eventually agreed and you both set off to your apartment complex. There was small talk on the ten minute walk there, just about where he was from and where you both worked. You weren’t surprised when he said he worked for a tech company, he just looked the type to do so. That also explained why you always see him at the restaurant so late but he also learned that you worked at a cafe that closed around 9pm which is why you were always at the restaurant late also. 

You two made it in front of your building and he wished you a nice night and started to walk away. You didn’t want him to leave just yet so you said something that the last person who heard broke your heart into pieces.

“Do you want to come up for a drink?” 

He turned and looked at you, a little shocked. 

“Um.. are you sure? We just met” 

“I’m sure” you smiled. 

Your smile was going to be the death of him. 

He followed behind you as you walked up the stairs to your apartment and looked away when you put in your code to get inside. Once he stepped inside, the smell of cinnamon hit his nose. He looked around after taking off his shoes and scarf. Your home was cozy and clean, if anyone came here they would feel right at home. 

“You can go sit in the living room, I’ll be right there” you walked into the kitchen. Yunho slowly walked into the living room and sat on your couch. He noticed your bookcase filled with tons of books and CDs, he smiled at it. He also noticed your blank canvas on the counter with an apron with paint stains all over it. 

You walked in with two shot glasses and a case of soju with two beers, setting it on the table. He gulped at the sight and you could feel his nervousness. 

“We don’t have to drink all of it, I just felt lazy to keep walking back and forth” you reassured him, sitting beside him. 

“Okay, sorry it’s been a while since I've been alone with a girl” He regretfully admitted. “I know that sounded pretty lame” 

“Not at all” you shook your head, pouring both shot glasses with soju. You gave him his glass and bumped it with yours, both of you taking the shot together. 

“You live alone?”

“Yeah I can’t do the whole roommate thing” 

“Lucky,” he chuckled. 

“You have one?”

“Mhm, my best friend Mingi. We met back in middle school and wouldn’t trade him for the world but sometimes he can be a bit much” 

“Can’t all best friends be?” you both laughed at that. 

Your laugh was like a hidden melody that he wanted to keep hearing. Seeing you smile was something he hoped he got to see you do more if this night turned out on a good note and he left here as your friend because he knew you needed one. 

“Do you have a best friend?” He asked but by the look on your face after you let the question settle and honestly thought he shouldn’t have asked. 

“No, I was always a loner and people who became my friend only used me in the end” You took another shot and sipped some beer with it, looking out your window. Yunho looked at another shot also and sighed a little. 

“We have to make new memories in your life here” 

“We?” you looked at him. 

“You know?” He blushed a little. “We could be friends and I could introduce you to some of my friends, they are bit annoying but they grow on you I promise” 

He was very cute to you, rambling. You don’t know if you could possibly get close to other people again. All the trust in you was almost gone and never to return. Your family betrayed you, the man you thought you would marry someday made you feel worthless, and all the fake friends who didn’t care if you were alive or not. 

“I don’t know, I probably wouldn’t fit in and my lack of trust might cause me to be distant” 

“You can trust us”

You stared at him and he stared at you. You know you never really took in how tall and handsome he was, he really looked like he could be in someone's magazine. His broad shoulders and long legs, his big brown eyes, his lips that looked so soft to the touch, and his hands…. Wow he had huge hands. 

“Yunho?”

“Mm?”

“Have you ever felt lonely?” 

“All the time” He crossed his arms. 

“When did it start?” 

“Mm, probably not till I hit college. My relationship with my parents was a little rocky but we got along till I hit college then it felt like we started talking less but I didn’t really have much to say anymore… I think that’s why I had a few flings in college to help me cope a bit with being lonely. I tried to go on dates, I just couldn’t feel anything or no one really seemed worth dealing with” 

Emotional and situational loneliness is what Yunho felt and you were also the same. Maybe him finding you sobbing your eyes out wasn’t such a bad outcome because you were still in presence, soaking it in. He poured another shot and downed it right away like it took him a lot to even express that to you. Yunho wasn’t one to open up to people too quick but you made him.. comfortable. 

“How about you?” He asked, hesitantly. 

You sipped some of your beer and told him about your ex-boyfriend plus the relationship with your family. He listened carefully and every detail made him feel sad because you don’t deserve how lonely you are. You felt like he was going to say he was sorry but you didn’t want to hear any more sorrys from him because nothing is his fault for how you were. 

“I do have a question”

“Mm?” you raised an eyebrow. 

“If your trust is so low, why did you invite me in?” 

You blinked at him then looked down, starting to blush. With the amount of alcohol you were consuming you felt you couldn’t hide anything but you also were embarrassed that you craved him so much that you invited him in on impulse. You took another shot and hissed at the small burn. 

“I just find you.. interesting, also you sat with me so this is just like me repaying you” 

“Mm, okay” He finally opened his beer, taking a gulp. 

You didn’t know why you felt so warm like yes it was somewhat the alcohol but also the way Yunho kept looking at you with low lid eyes even though it was just from the shots made you feel some type of way. 

You really really wanted to kiss him. 

“You can,” he said. 

“Huh?” 

“You said you wanted to kiss me” He chuckled. 

“I-I didn’t mean to” you felt the blush start to creep up everywhere. 

“So you don’t want to?” He moved a little closer. 

You looked at him and he was so much closer than you anticipated that you could smell the mint mixed with soju and beer on his breath. You looked at his lips then back to his eyes, his hand found your cheek and rubbed it. With slight hesitation, you leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed back, letting out a sigh like he had been waiting for this and you could help but smile into it. His tongue poked your bottom lip and you opened your mouth, letting him in. His tongue explored every corner, rolling onto your tongue. You moaned a bit, gripping the couch trying to ground yourself. 

“You can touch me,” he said against your lips, pecking them repeatedly and voice just a bit deeper. It made your core feel even hotter and you could feel yourself getting wetter. 

“Yunho” You whined a bit as he kept kissing you. 

“Yes, pretty?” 

“I need more” He pulled away slightly, looking at you. His eyes were filled with lust and…desire maybe. It was like you were the only thing that mattered to him right here at this moment. 

Honestly after tonight, Yunho doesn’t know if he can let you go. 

He pulled you on his lap and you straddled him with knees on both sides. He gripped your hips as you pushed your lips back on his. Yunho had never been this forward but it was something about you, he wanted to show you that you deserve happiness and to be loved on even if it’s just for tonight. 

Even if you wake up tomorrow to the snow higher than it was today and decide you don’t want to be around him anymore, at least he was able to show you for the night that you are desired. 

You pulled away to take off your hoodie and shirt to come off with it, that left you in a black lace bra that made Yunho’s dick twitch. You unhooked your bra, letting your boobs fall and he immediately took a nipple in his mouth, worshipping while pulling on the other. 

“Fuck,” you moaned, it had been a long time since you been touched like this so you were super sensitive everywhere. He licked around your nipple, trailing up to your neck. 

You rolled your hips down on his lap and it made him groan softly. You were driving him mad and he wanted to take his time with you but he didn’t know how long he could keep going without him being inside of you. You pushed him back a little, climbing down and spreading his knees apart. 

“Oh fuck” He said in a whisper. This sight of you was making his head spin. You slowly unbuttoned his dress pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. Your eyes widened at his size, he was the biggest you ever seen. 

“You can handle it, right?” 

You blushed at that, nodding. You softly held his dick with both hands because he was super thick and slowly started to pump. His reaction made your arousal even higher, you took him in your mouth as much as you could. He let out a low groan and his hand resting on the back of your head as you kept bobbing up and down. 

“Oh f-fuck” His eyes rolled back a bit before he looked at you. You looked up at him as you stunk down, taking him deeper but trying to make sure you don’t gag. His hand gripped your hair a little as he trembled, you could tell he was reaching his point but you didn’t want him to cum just yet, not from this. You pulled off, stroking him and he let out a small whine. 

“W-Why?”

“I would prefer it better if you cum while inside me” you smiled innocently at him. 

Yunho groaned lowly, standing up and picking you up bridal style. You blushed a bit and was a little shook from him manhandling you but you pointed to your room. He kissed you while walking to your room, opening the door slowly so he wouldn’t drop you. He laid you on your back on your queen sized bed. You sat up on your elbows as he took off his button up and you started to drool a little at the sight of his toned stomach and his broad shoulders. 

And my god you couldn't wait for his large hands to touch you again.

Yunho was always a little self conscious about his body because he wasn’t that muscular and didn’t have abs but the way you were looking at him, he knew that didn’t matter to you. He laid in between your legs after kicking off his pants and boxers, he kissed you deeply and his fingers made their way down to your sweatpants. 

“Is this okay?” He said against your lips. You nodded and he kissed down your chest to your stomach as he pulled down your sweats along with your panties. He threw them on the floor and moved down, kissing your pelvic bone before making eye contact with your wet lips. He moaned at the sight and you spreaded out your thighs more to give him more room, your gesture made him want to combust. 

“You’re so wet” he ran his finger down your folds then looked at you. “All of this for me?”

“All of it,” you nodded. 

Yunho smirked at that a little, testing the waters and pushing one finger inside of you. You gasped and threw your head back against the pillow. Yunho’s finger was long and kind of thick so it stretched you out a little and he immediately found the spongy spot inside of you. His mouth found your clit, licking it up and down while pushing another finger in. 

“Oh god, Y-Yunho” you moaned loudly. He hummed, the vibration going straight to your clit. He pumped his fingers a little faster and harder, hitting that sweet spot over and over again. You felt that tight knot in your stomach and it was ready to let go. He pulled his fingers out and licked over your pussy one time before moving back and kissing you, making you taste yourself. You moaned a little and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

Yunho grabbed his dick, pumping it a little before sliding it in between your folds to lubricate it. You moaned at the feeling and squirmed a little when his tip would bump into your clit. 

“Are you sure about this?” He asked. 

“A little too late to be hesitant considering how far we have come Yunho” you giggled at him. 

“I-I know. I mostly talking about the no condom part” 

“I’m on a pill and clean, I’m okay with it” you reassured him, pecking his lips. 

He nodded and slowly pushed into you, knocking the air out of your lungs as he filled you up. He moans as he continues, finally bottoming out. He paused so you could adjust to his size, he didn’t want to hurt you by any means. 

“Y-You can move”

He pulled out till his tip was just in and pushed back in a little harder. You let out a little scream at that and gripped his back, he moved at a slow yet deep pace. You could feel all the ridges and veins on his dick and it just made you wetter. 

“God you’re so perfect. Taking me so well like a good girl” He said in your ear. 

“Y-Yunho” you whimpered. 

“What? You like when I tell you how good you are for me, pretty?” He licked your ear, moving at a faster pace. He wanted you to forget everything happened around you and just focus on this moment with him.

“You deserve to be loved like this all the time”, he kissed your temple, driving deeper.

His words were making you close to the edge but also close to crying. Your ex never talked you through it like this, he never made you feel wanted like this. You felt the tears start to spill over and Yunho looked at you with concern, he started to slow down his pace.

“N-No, keep going” you gripped his back. “Please, I need it I need you Y-Yunho”

“You got me baby” He moved deeper and harder. 

“God you’re so deep” you moaned. You felt that band snap in you and your orgasm crushed into you like a tidal wave. Yunho kissed you through, lifting your leg around his hip to push deeper. The overstimulation immediately kicked in and you loved it. 

“F-Fuck” 

“Can you give me one more pretty? I’m so close I need you clench around my dick like that one more time” 

He started to pump faster into you and you could feel all of him in your guts, it made you whimper and claw at his back but it felt so damn good that your second orgasm was creeping up faster than you anticipated. 

“Y-Yunho” 

“I got you, let go baby. You deserve this beautiful” He kissed your temple as you let go for the second time and he followed behind, stilling in you then moving a bit to carry you through both your highs. He was about to pull out till you locked your other leg around his waist. 

“Hold me for a while please” you buried your head in his neck. He smiled a little and nodded, repositioning you both so he didn’t slip out of you but you were now laying on his chest as he laid on his back. 

The birds chirping and sunlight coming through your window woke you up. You groaned and stretched your body out, you tried to feel for Yunho but just felt the coldness of the sheets. You set up in a panic and noticed you were in a large t-shirt and you didn’t feel sticky. 

You got out of your bed and walked into the living room, there was no sign of him and his stuff was gone. You sighed and sat on your couch, you knew it was all too good to be true.

You turned your head to the door as you heard a code being put in and the door opened up with Yunho holding a tray with two coffees and a bag of food. You teared up a little bit as he walked over after slipping off his shoes. 

“Are you okay?” He quickly put the food and drinks down, pulling you into a hug. 

“I thought you just up and left me” you wrapped your arms around his waist. 

“Never pretty” He rubbed your head and you looked up at him. He flashed you a smile then pecked your lips. 

“Don’t scare me like that” You punched him playfully. He chuckled and sat down beside you, handing you a coffee. 

“Sorry I didn’t want to wake you up but I ran back to my place to change clothes then I thought you might be hungry once I got back. I should have left a note” 

“It’s okay, the coffee saved you” you sipped some more. He laughed and pulled out an egg and cheese breakfast sandwich and handed it to you. 

“So does that mean you want to see me more?” He asked. 

“Yeah” you blushed. “Do you want to see me more?”

“I don’t think I can ever let you go Y/N” 

Who knew someone like him would want someone like you in this cold winter? 

[xponentialdesign]

Chroma Undulatione Unraveled waves Neon gradient, Drifting sine chrome, Unite in offset. Linked, in phase A pattern flows. Tiled in motion: Iridescent paths, Oscillating curves, Naturally, loops. DIGITAL ARCHIVE

[sooniebby]

gimme some k-pop song recommendations do it no balls 🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵 (really, give me anything.)

!!! Got it

Burning Tires — Changbin & I.N. (Stray Kids)

Stunner — Ten

I’mma Be — Xlov

녹아내려요 (Melt Down) — Day6

Eye Candy — From20

Insomnia — Zerobaseone

Love Language — TXT

Don’t worry, be happy — Sf9

Jogging — LUCY

누아르 Noir — Sunmi

Wait on me — KAI

Night before the end — Xdinary Heroes

4 walls — F(x)

Apple — Gfriend

Up No More — Twice

Shangri-La (도원경) — VIXX

Love Paint (Every Afternoon) — NU’EST

Crazy — GOT7

The Eye (태풍) — Infinite

Runaway — ONF

Rollercoaster — NMIXX

Can’t Stop — Seungmin & I.N. (Stray Kids)

내게 말해줘 7 Days — NCT Dream

Chroma Drift — PLAVE

Ok I’ll stop here, tried giving a wide range cuz I dunno what type of music you like (some of these are kbands)

[sky-kiss]

R/A & A: Dance

A/N: This is such a stupid bit of nothing. Inspired by Maelle mentioning how familiar she finds Sirene's dance. Anyway. Pointless fluff.

Dessendre Family: Dance

There are memories he clings to during his tenure in the Abyss. 

Renoir imagines the majority of Paris’ nobility and the Painter’s Council would puzzle over his choices. There are no galas, no public speeches, no personal achievements whatsoever. He thinks of the early days of his marriage, pure discovery—both of his wife and painting. He dreams of the nights Clea snuck out from her room to join him in the library, curling in his lap until sleep finally claimed her. There are trips to the Riviera. There are so many little moments, each a loving thread in their family tapestry.

Renoir lacks Aline’s preternatural talent and obsession with detail—he cannot paint the scene, only dream it. He closes his eyes, letting his consciousness drift on waves of chroma. There’d been…some event, the particulars escape him now, that demanded their presence. 

As they’re preparing to leave, Alicia stops them at the door, hands on her hips. She is the most delicate of their children by far, willowy, hair spilling over her shoulders like flames. “Maman, you promised.” 

Aline’s brow furrows. The Dessendre matriarch crouches down enough to meet their little one’s gaze—a not insignificant feat in formal attire. Renoir holds her upper arm to keep her from tumbling forward. “Oh? And how have I wronged you this time, ma petit lapin?”

She has not yet reached the age where her frustration has any staying power. Alicia reaches out, touching her mother’s hair and then the lion’s head broach pinned to her dress. Softly, quietly, as if she’s only just realized she’s called attention to herself, Alicia murmurs, “Dance. You were going to teach me—and I wouldn’t care only…”

Aline tuts, shifting precariously onto the balls of her feet to press a kiss to her daughter’s forehead. “Hush. I did promise. You were right to speak up, lapin.” Their youngest stands up taller, color flaring in her cheeks. “A compromise: if you are still awake when we return, we will have your lesson. Yes?” 

“Yes, maman.” 

“Go torment your sister, mm?” 

And with far more exuberance, “Yes, maman!”

Renoir helps her back to her feet, smoothing a wrinkle out of the fabric over her hip, before offering his arm once more. “You must realize what you’ve done.” 

She scoffs, waving him off. “Renoir, the nanny will have them in bed well before our return.”

That she still doubts the tenacity of their children is a wonder, but he is not above exploiting this shortcoming.  “Care to make it a wager, cherie?” 

Aline eyes him with a touch more caution before taking his hand in acceptance, pride winning out over her better sense. 

He’s forgotten the party itself—it’s a blur of gray until they return to the manor. They’ve only just made it through the front doors, Aline leaning into his support as she bends to remove her shoes, when Alicia ambushes them. 

The abject shock on Aline’s face leaves him laughing. Encouraged by this response, their daughter toters over, making a lazy gesture that so clearly conveys, ‘Carry me, father, I deserve it.’ Renoir gathers the little creature up, not missing the way Alicia smirks down at her mother.

“Still awake at this hour, ma petit?” He says. “How good of you to keep your mother honest.” Aline’s expression swings from surprised to affronted. 

“Clea promised to wake me when you returned,” Alicia says, beaming. “And she did.” 

There’s a dangerous undercurrent to his wife’s voice that makes him worry for their eldest.  “How good of your sister, lapin.” Aline sighs, holding her arms out. Alicia goes willingly, winding her arms around her mother’s neck. It breaks his heart a little to note that she is nearly too big for Aline to carry. One day, all too soon, she will be grown.  “Come along then—a promise is a promise.” 

It’s much too late for this—certainly too late for Alicia to be about. But the three of them settle in one of the sitting rooms, warmed by a roaring fire. Renoir fetches a bottle of wine and pours two glasses, quietly observing the ladies. Alicia listens with a level of concentration most would find disconcerting, cataloging each of her mother’s movements. The wine softens some of Aline’s harder edges—she corrects more gently, standing behind the girl to lead her through the dance’s initial steps. He associates the evening with every wonderful thing: peace, love, safety.

This memory bleeds into another: Alicia, taller now, still fascinated as her mother leads her through a simple waltz. Verso, yelping in pain and surprise as Clea treads squarely on his toes after his suggestion that they practice. The mischief on his son’s face as he ignores every survival instinct, sweeping his sister up around the waist anyway, and her answering cry of indignation. 

They are pretty memories, uniformly warm. Renoir gathers them around himself like treasures. For sixty-seven years, they serve as glittering lights in the Abyssal darkness. 

[sugarcream-sims]

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it's the chromarangers...! considering how much they've been brought up, they were bound to appear. also the second appearance of Mick, who featured earlier as a disembodied podcast voice

CHROMA. RED: uses they/them pronouns. the team nerd. a hardlight weapon engineer that names their drones. recently promoted to leader, after the former team leader was KIA. isn't super jazzed to be in charge CHROMA. BLUE: he/him. the team muscle. sword master. speaks bluntly, sometimes comes across as insensitive, but is actually pretty empathetic. wanted to be the team leader, but he got over it CHROMA. PEARL: she/her. the team gunner. refused to be called "pink." two-faced, with a sweet public persona, but is poisonous in private. wants to retire young, and is using her position to build fame.

Red's scan detected light magic for the first time. Unsurprisingly, tech built only to deal with dark magic doesn't know what to make of it. we'll see more of the rangers in the future, as they hunt Gally down like a dog! this is the last part of ep. 2... the next update will be an interlude featuring everyone's favorite Obscura, Tenta <3

[tinydefector]

Hi can you write smut with Rodimus x gn bot reader but make reader come off as feminine (i know you said that you not good with writing female reader), thanks if you do

Painted Sunset

Rodimus x Cybertronian Reader

Word count: 2k

Warnings: smut, paint play, blowjobs, sex, valveplug.

Rodimus masterlist

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they try not to twitch under the tickle of the airbrush. Rodimus had a rather steady hand when it came to painting, they had requested his help with a new paint and colour scheme. So here they stood letting him paint their armour. "Roddy, how's my face?” they ask, optics shut as the speedster continues painting.

Rodimus chuckled lightly at their squirming, deftly adjusting his grip upon plating to provide better access to the area's he's painting.

 His touch remained steady, "Nearly done, sweetspark," he soothed, tilting their helm just to better catch ambient light glancing off the fresh coat. An appreciative whistle broke from his vocoder. "Lookin' scorching hot already! Might have to call Drift in for a second opinion, thinking he'll stall seeing you all colourful?" Rodimus grinned, mischief twinkling  in his optics as his field intertwined with theirs. 

 "Quite the masterpiece if I do say so myself!" He beamed, stepping back proudly. "Now go show off for Drift. betcha 20 shanix he'll blow a gasket out over the new chroma!" He teases, Rodimus himself has to back away so he doesn't ruin the new paint job. 

"Primus, and having the two of you drooling over the new paint, have enough trouble getting you to keep your servos to yourself normally" they laugh softly while looking over the new colours that shimmer off their arms, Having to stop themselves from touching It while it dries.

Rodimus grins, though pride swelled seeing their obvious delight in his craft. He sidled closer once more, field blossoming bright mischief as he trailed digit teasingly along gleaming metal. "Can you blame us for admiring fine art?" he purred, pede nudging playfully between theirs. His chuckle rumbled low and flirtatious, blue optics twinkling naughty promises sure to ruffle plating freshly painted. 

"Besides, with you all bright and flashy, how's a mech gonna keep his servos to himself?" Rodimus hums. "Fine art am I now Roddy, you better keep your servos to yourself or you'll be fixing my finish" they hum teasingly, not touching him but close enough that he can feel the venting breath from them. They are testing him to see if he would break so easily to touch them.

Rodimus' field flared in hungry heat at their coy challenge, He cycled an unsteady ventilation, optics darkening with smouldering intent tracking each shift as they lean back quickly. Rodimus holds back a noise knowing full well how thinned his self-control grew facing such sweet torment.

"Minx," Rodimus purred low in vocalizer roughened by pulsing want. Slowly, deliberately, he lifted his servo as if to caress freshly-painted plating. only to splay broad palm mere inches shy of contact. His strutting smirk lost smugness, "Is this a game you're fit to win, sweetspark?" he rasped, charge pooling heavy between arrays drawn tight against swelling spike. 

If they pushed him further, he would shatter, and Primus help them both in the ravages sure to follow. "And I seem to be winning it already, why do you think I got you to paint me a test Hot rod" they hum while taking a step back waiting to see if he would try to follow, a smirk lingers on their lips, their hips sway slightly as they walk backwards. optics shimmer in mischief. 

Rodimus groaned pathetically as their teasing pedework drew them further from his desperate reach. His optics smouldered like twin supernovas, magnetic field crackling with ragged charge and wanton need. 

Cursed him for the idiot he was - playing into the seducer's hands like the hapless himbo fate made him. ”now thats just evil and you know it” he calls out. They had it out for him, So he did the only thing a fool in love could - thrust out his bottom lip in a playful pout, revving the engine to match the sway of those tempting hipplates calling his very name. 

"Awww, c'mon!" Rodimus whines putting on his best attempt at the sad cat face. "No fair leavin' a mech hangin' after workin' so hard on your paint! At least let me admire the masterpiece up close." He took a step forward, servos outstretched in plea for their frame to be in his servos. 

"And let you have a chance and mess up the stunning work, not a chance lover boy, doubt you could make it look this good if you mess it up" they tease, the light shimmering off the fresh paint. "Roddy don't..." they laugh getting ready to bolt from him if he tried to grab them. 

With a playful growl, he lunged, only to yelp in surprise as his thundering pedefalls met empty air. Whipping around, he spied them laughing form already dancing out of reach. 

"No fair outlier abilities!!" he wailed in protest, revving his engine eagerly despite the cruel tease now dangling just out of reach. 

With a cheeky grin, Rodimus gave chase"C'mere, you shiny rascal!" he hollered, field pulsing playful challenge. "Lemme love on that sexy paint...promise I'll be gentle...maybe...." Laughter follows as the two bots end up on the floor, paint smudging against both Rodimus and the floor as he pulls them into a kiss. Soft purred noises leave them as their servos run along his plating. "Roddy you're gonna ruin my paint if you haven't already" they whine loudly.

 Rodimus tumbled with them both end-over-end in a playful tumble as they kiss each other, hands caressing each other, tugging and pulling, plating clattering musically against the floor. 

"Mmm, worth it!" Rodimus crooned gleefully, His throbbing array stirred anew at the intimacy, swollen against their trembling panel. 

“your a nucence you know that” they shoot back, smeering paint across his chassis. It  only stoked Rodimus' raging desires higher. His field pulsed scorching heat, charge pooling heavy and thick between his grinding panels. 

"Sorry sweetspark - b-but you started it!" Rodimus’ servos caressed feverishly, mapping every sweet line bared only for his intimate study. Oh, how he craved making a proper mess of them. They eagerly kiss him, cupping the back of his helm, digits toying with his Audial fins. Smearing their colours across his Orange and yellow finish. "Worth having to re-paint me and probably yourself" they call out as they press against him, one leg hooking over his hip plating. 

Rodimus moaned helplessly into the ravishing kiss, fields entwining in dazzling feedback loops of molten sensory bliss. Their teasing touches along his audials sent a crackling charge racing down his spinal strut. 

"W-worth it, worth every second of it!" Rodimus coos face pressing into their neck cabling as he nips at it eagerly. His spike pressurised eagerly against his panels, a strangled gasp leaves him. thrust against their welcome form, grinding paint transferring. "J-just gotta touch you, sweetspark!" he gazed down at them eagerly.

"By Solus, make a mess o' me..." Rodimus caressed fresh smudges as if anointing sacred sacrament. "Your own fault pretty bot, making a mess of my paint" they call out leaning back onto the floor. Their optics shimmer and flicker up at him as they lay under him. "Better make it up to me Rodimus" they tease in a flirty tone, interface panel snapping open. 

"Ohh, I'll make it up to you sweetspark - promise!" Rodimus groans against their intake, grinding stained plating with delirious hunger. paint blend together so perfectly and across his own finish. Rodimus lapped ravishing kisses down their trembling frame, tracing each new colour transfer with loving glossa. His thumb teasingly rubbed circles over a still-damp seal, coaxing fresh transfluid to well eager tip.

"Gonna frag you so good," Rodimus crooned in a lovesick vow against the sensitive wires. “ then I'll paint you all over again..." whines leave them as his servos tease the seams of their interface panel. rocking into the touch as his digits tease them open, the their spike pressurises, valve leaking transfluid eagerly in response to his touches. 

His field pulsed adoring heat, optics tracking each delicious bead of fluid beading swollen node and aching valve-lips framed in smeared smears of your mingled hues. 

"Frag, lookit you..." Rodimus rasped, glossa flickering rapturously over straining spike head. His broad thumbs massaged deliciously at damp outer layer of their valve nodes, wringing muffled whimpers from their vocalizer. "Purrin' for me so sweet, so messy..." 

His own dripping spike twitched desperately, valve clenching emptily Rodimus seized swollen spikes in an eager fist, grinding his glossa desperate against their quivering node. They arch up as his mouth wraps around the spike, his Digits delving into their valve. 

desperate and sinful moans, liquid fire shot through Rodimus' circuits. His greedy mouth descended upon a straining spike like a man starved, engines roaring ravenous worship of divine steel filling his intake. His digits worked their slick valve with practised care, scissoring deliciously. 

"P-Primus, sweetspark - y-you taste incredible!" Rodimus praised raggedly around thick mouthful, He feasted like a glutton, valve fluids frothing his chin as his pacing picked up speed, Their valve eagerly clenches his digits, legs spreading wider, their paint was truly ruined at this point, smeared colours mingle on both of them and the floor. 

Rodimus moaned brokenly as their valve gripped his digits tight, the first ripples of overload shivering their eager frame. The sight of their spread thighs and ruined paint have him nearly losing control. Rodimus withdrew fingers from their quivering valve lips, surging upwards to seize swollen node between his lips. His straining spike throbbed desperately, tip already weeping transfluid. 

"Sweetspark-" Rodimus gasped in fervent prayer, optics wide and drinking Thierry ecstasy wracked face as if fuel. He moves quick gripping their hips, he aligned his pulsing spike, slowly sliding into their welcoming Valve. Once the two settle against the floor Rodimus set a punishing pace, 

Two became one beneath their riot of colours. Paint smeared frames in joining, Loud moans leave their lips as his hips meet theirs, the loud slamming of metal echoes in the room, paint smears on both of them. They pull Rodimus into another kiss. Meeting each of his thrust eagerly. "Fuck don't stop roddy don't stop" they moan, face pulling back before pressing into his shoulder plating. Legs wrapping around his hips. 

Rodimus lost himself in the madness gripping them both - their moans, tight embrace is his heaven, Rodimus pounded into them with passion, circuits alight at each slick plunge into their core, metal, silicone and carbon fibre parting in friction-scorched splendour to welcome him ever deeper. 

"Frag, your gorgeous," Rodimus praised raggedly, vents roaring out ecstasy. One final thrust, has Rodimus rutting desperately into them, their digits cling to his back struts keeping him as close as possible as overload takes them both. 

In the aftermath's bliss, Rodimus kissed them softly, both panting out deep ventilations.   Paint-smeared hands caressed away tremors, fields cradling together. They laugh as they lay on the floor under him. Pressing soft kisses to his face. "You messed my paint up" they chuckle while smearing more of it across Rodimus' face. Rodimus' faceplates scrunched adorably beneath their playful servos, nuzzling into them with soft kisses and a rumbling purr. His optics shone brighter as he gazes down at thier radiant smile, spark swelling fit to burst.  

"Worth it," Rodimus sighed blissfully, tracing gentle digits over newly combined hues dappling their gleaming plating. Lowering his helm to theirs, Rodimus vented a contented sigh, field pulsing waves of warmth and affection. "Love seein' wear your colours, sweetspark."  His thumb stroked their smiling cheek, drinking deep the intimacy and aftermath's lingering glow suffusing very wiring. Rodimus stole one final, lingering kiss. "Love you," he whispered, spark overflowing. "Till all paint fades and stars go dark." He hums against their lips. “getting sappy on me Rodimus?” They chuckle softly, cradling his faceplate. “hmm, guess I am” he purrs out softly. 

They lay there together, not caring that their paint was drying on him. “be my conjunx Endura?” he whispers softly running his servos against their face plating. “ your the only one I want, only you” he rumbles out. 

[mintsussy]

chroma drift sounds so good...

[athousandbyeol]

the title says it all~ ;)

[liaminina]

PLAVE Lore Summary - Part 2: The Story So Far

(The following are taken from the birthday kits and my interpretations of it, most of which were taken from translations from this site).

EDIT (9/1/2025): New lore information from anan magazine interview added.

Fictional characters are actually "alive" within the universe of PLAVE. They exist in the form of cubes scattered across VitaexCubo, the space of life above the skies of Asterum. When a character receives enough human love, the cube descends from that space like a shooting star, landing in Caelum, where they gain a body, mind, soul and consciousness of their own.

The opposite is also correct: When humans lose interest in a character, or the work they're from, they revert back to their cube form and return to VitaexCubo.

The debris from this "shooting star" has mysterious power called "star shards".

Yejun, Noah, Bamby and Eunho are all characters from different webtoons:

Yejun - "Today, I'm Going to Treat You"

Noah - "Heart of the Moon"

Bamby and Eunho - "Chroma Drift"

However, because they were discontinued, their webtoons gradually lost popularity, which caused all the other characters in them to disappear from existence. The four were the only ones left within their respective realms, and were now dying.

Until Hamin came along.

Hamin was a character whose settings (no idea if this means either "role in his respective work's universe", "character stats", "character design", or all of the above) were still being established, and his webtoon, a martial arts story, wasn't published/released to the public yet.

He should have remained a cube, however, something unexpected happened: Hamin broke free from the cube all on his own.

Somewhere in Terra, the AI model within a developer's computer started generating images of Hamin on its own. The developer — referred to as "Developer A" — then tried to figure out how that could be possible, so he installed a text recognition module on the computer. When he interpreted the unknown packet, he made his first contact with Hamin.

When Hamin told him about his mission of bringing Yejun, Noah, Bamby, and Eunho together, he recalls them as the characters that he had created in the past. Hamin was also created by him.

With help from Developer A, who executed a code to bring the four remaining members to Asterum, Hamin collected the "star shards" and expanded the rift between Caelum and Terra, so that they could be transported there. From then on, they became the idols known as PLAVE, and received love from the people of Terra again through music.

And in turn, Asterum, which was once a lifeless space, became filled with light.

Where will the story go from here? There are still many details left unanswered...