#I ADORE YIM

[tteokdoroki]

aali i'm sick— after reading your post about vacation in italy with Yoichi i just can't stop thinking about how would it be new husband!isagi!! Like you've only been married for 3-4 months and he's so sad and frustrated he has to stay away from you! imagine he broke into bachira’s room not knowing that megs is in live on instagram, and just starts wailing with his face buried in the pillow while stamping his feet on the bed like a child. He's like, “I don't get how some guys are so desperate to get rid of their wives. Because I've been away from my wife for two weeks now and I think I've gone through all the stages of grief like 3 times”, and megs is all👀👀 just reading all the comments scrolling quickly on the screen—

im gonna throw up on myself i need him so bad?? isagi is just that guy who’s absolutely whipped for his partner — if it’s not soccer his entire world is revolving around you so when you’re separated it’s like everything is falling apart. especially with you both being newly married because he just wants to enjoy the domestic life with you, get used to setting up the rest of his life with you.!

i can imagine isagi being the whiniest husband too, slumping all over bachira other teammates as soon as they’re done with matches or practice just to complain about how much he wants you. he’s always like “miss my baby.” “sick of being around you fucking losers, i miss my wife.” “when can i go home, my baby’s waitin’ on me.”

he gets INSUFFERABLE without you, the team gets fed up of isagi quickly (they’re all losers and feel like he’s showing off his precious baby) — so when bachira live streams the whole thing it gets back to you quickly.

then there’s clips all over the internet of isagi gushing over you, whining for you and tweets surfacing from people wishing they had isagi as their partner. a particular moment of you calling your husband in the middle of the stream to calm him down goes viral cause it’s just him kicking his feet on the hotel bed, squirming to answer n just see your face.

like imagine isagi acting like a little school girl with a crush when he sees your contact saying something like “oh my god shut up she’s calling, my wife is calling!” he’s so cute :(

[crispywizardtale]

[clairedaring]

Except for your face, you really do look like Tong, especially from behind.

MY STAND-IN (2024) | 1.01

[gunsatthaphan]

🧋🤓.

[respectthepetty]

Petty it’s me, the Latina anon who thinks you’re neat! (You can call me Katros, it’s a nickname) I had to come tell you my love for you has grown so much!! 🙈😁🫶🏽 The first two episodes of Middleman’s Love and Last Twilight were so good and those posts you just did about them are making me love the shows even more!! I hope you’re as excited as I am to see how these shows progress!! Thank you for your service!! 🫡

Thanks, Katros! I'm always happy for more queer characters, so for the most part, I like *something* about all the shows even the ones I dislike. I'm also a sucker for color coding, so I usually end up liking shows with obvious color coding more than those without it.

So both Middleman's Love and Last Twilight having color coding greatly helps me with my enjoyment of them.

Which means I'm liking the black and white color scheme in My Dear Gangster Oppa the most now that Kiseki: Dear to Me is done.

I know the black and white color scheme in One Room Angel is going to hurt me, but I'm still enjoying it.

I'm also enjoying trying to figure out the colors in Twins and Shadow.

If Pit Babe is as stylish as that pilot trailer had me believe, at least I know the visuals will be good, and I'll enjoy it when it premieres this week.

And I'm very hype to see Guide be a color-coded character in Bake Me Please.

My service on here is really a selfish one. I enjoy the shows and their colors, so I'm writing about things I love. I'm always happy when others like what I write, but I as usual, I also encourage others to share with the class. Perhaps the reason you like my posts is because you feel my enjoyment of the content, so share what you like (or don't like), and maybe it will connect with someone.

But even if it doesn't, at least you get some happiness out of it, and that's what really matters.

So share what makes you happy about Middleman's Love and Last Twilight? Is it that both Cheewin and Aof tried to make pretty boys not look like pretty boys?

Because they failed. Both boys are still very pretty.

Very very pretty.

[serasennatonen]

My TutorYim

My babies!

I love these boys so much, I can't even articulate it

[hopezzy]

🪐1/7/23🪐

[michelle-yim]

50 Years, 50 Gifs

Wayang Boy | 戏曲小子 (2014), dir. Raymond Tan

43/50

[sooniebby]

ఌ 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐃

꧁ 𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ꧂

Teaser ➤ getting used as a toy <3

Word count › 1.9k

Rating › NSFT

Warnings › none

Kinks › dumbification, light degradation/feminization, praise

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╰┈─➤ ＢＥＧＩＮＮＩＮＧ

“You really came.”

(Name) bit his lip. He himself wasn’t sure why he came but he did. Here he was sitting on Yubin’s bed in his bedroom. It wasn’t really decorated with much. A few posters here and there but really that was it.

But it still felt like someone lived here.

“You know what it means to be here, right?” Yubin asked, a small grin on his lips. His lips were more plump than (Name) remembered.

(Name) hummed. “I’m not stupid. I know you want to have sex.”

A chuckle left his throat as (Name) raised an eyebrow at the boy in front of him. Yubin was standing in front of him, a smirk on his lips.

Somehow, despite being physically weaker, (Name) felt as if Yubin was fully in control at the moment.

“Sex…? No, (Name). I want not just your body but your heart. Your everything,” Yubin muttered, reaching a hand to caress his chest. (Name) bit his lip, watching as his chest was fondled with.

Like they were boobs. Yubin had a childlike grin on his face at being able to touch his crush so closely. (Name) was honestly just shocked at himself for being so decile to his advances.

Did he actually want this?

Was he into boys? He wasn’t sure. A whimper left his lips as Yubin began to use two hands to fondle his chest area, brushing against his nipples through his shirt.

He wanted more. (Name) wanted to feel it on his actual skin. He opened his mouth to ask for it only to pause when Yubin pulled away.

“Okay, I’m good for today. Let’s watch a movie!”

The fuck?

“Good for the day???” (Name) asked, watching as Yubin turned on his tv to pull up some random movie.

Yubin looked back at him as if he was stupid. “Yes. I’m good for the day. What movie do you wanna watch?”

(Name) wanted to kill himself. He came over here despite believing he was straight for a thirty second fondle?!

A random zombie movie was put on as Yubin got comfortable on his bed. (Name) was silently wondering if he should go home.

Did he come here for sex? No way, was he actually sad about not getting dick?!

Wow, he changed in only one day. He pursed his lips, imagining the time he had a brief taste of Yubin’s cock. It was so quick that he never felt that he truly tasted it.

Did he like Yubin? From afar, the times he watched him, he thought he was adorable. But he hated how he could see himself dating Yubin.

God, he must really be so touched starved from his last girlfriend.

“(Name).”

(Name) looked back to see Yubin laying down, a blank stare on his face. But before he knew it, a cute grin was on his lips as he patted his chest.

“Lay.”

He didn’t have to. He really, really, didn’t have to. But he did. Yim (Name) allowed this twink of a boy to command him. He laid down and rest his head on Yubin’s chest, a bit cautious about putting too much weight on him.

(Name) blushed as he felt Yubin play with his hair while absentmindedly watching the movie. He had never experienced something so domestic.

He cuddled closer to Yubin, not noticing that his cock was hard. Why was he hard? (Name) just got hard easily from any sort of horny imagination he has.

The only sound in the room at the moment was of the zombie movie. People screaming about getting murdered or something, (Name) didn’t care. He was honestly scared of horror movies but he never told anyone.

He was just about to force himself asleep when he felt Yubin shift around.

“You’re excited.”

(Name) blanked, glancing down at his tight shorts to see a small tent from his cock sticking up. He blushed in embarrassment and was ready to pull away until Yubin stopped him.

With some hidden strength, Yubin forced (Name) to stay in his spot and get on top of him. He sat down on his stomach and grinned at the boy beneath him.

“I didn’t want to go to fast for yourself but it seems you want it.” Yubin muttered, pulling at (Name)’s shirt.

(Name) bit his lip. Did he want it?

“Tell me to stop. Because if I continue, you’ll never get rid of me.” Yubin said, staring down at him.

(Name) shook his head. He wanted it. Whatever this was, he’ll figure it out but right now—he wanted Yubin.

Yubin smiled. “I own you now then like you own me.” With whatever strength he had, he easily tore open (Name)’s shirt. His chest bounced out in it’s new freedom, nipples twitching at the sudden gush of cold air.

“Yubin! I didn’t carry another shirt!!”

“Calm down. Just borrow mines.”

(Name) was an idiot sometimes but even he knew his stockier build wouldn’t fit Yubin’s skinny clothing. But he didn’t comment on it due to Yubin quickly fondling the chest in front of him.

It felt different than from the shower mess yesterday. He could feel everything without the harsh water running down his skin. Now there was nothing to catch his attention.

And now, he could see the glee on Yubin’s face from every touch and pull at his chest. A whimper left his throat at a sudden pull at his left nipple, causing him to look away.

(Name) never imagined he would ever like something like this. But he guess things changed as you grew older.

“(Name).”

“Hmm?”

“Can I get a boob job?”

“They’re not boobs…” (Name) rebutted pathetically but did not stop Yubin as he pulled out his cock. It twitched in (Name)’s gaze as he watched in awe.

Seeing it now, he wanted it in his mouth again. His throat felt dry, as if it was missing something.

“I’m going to use your boobs to get off, okay?”

“Not boobs…”

“They aren’t? But why are they shaped like boobs? Feel like boobs.” Yubin twisted one nipple painfully, earning a scream from (Name). “And you act just like a woman getting her nipples played with.”

“I think these are boobs. You’re just too scared to say it.”

(Name) shook his head as he could feel tears build up. He was always a crier at the slight hint of criticism or bullying but he didn’t feel sad this time. Deep down, his cock was twitching at the words Yubin used for him.

He hated it but having his chest be called boobs did something to him.

“My cute dumb puppy.” Yubin laughed, grasping both boobs to encase his cock. It didn’t really work, obviously. (Name) had a larger chest but not enough for a full on boob job.

But Yubin was fine with that. The look of lustful embarrassment was something he wanted to see everyday from (Name). Yubin began his slowly thrusting forward.

The light tightness (Name)’s boobs provided did help give some type of friction for Yubin’s cock.

But most of his real pleasure came from the fact that this was real. That his crush was really his.

“Yubin…”

“Hm?”

“My mouth….”

Yubin stilled. “Your mouth?”

(Name) blushed. “You know what I mean.”

“No,” Yubin smirked. “I want you to say it.”

“I want it in my mouth.”

“No, no. Say: ‘Hyung, I want your cock to fuck my mouth.’ A dummy like you can do that, no?”

(Name) hated how his cock twitched at being told to say Hyung. He was sure he was older than Yubin so saying it to him felt forbidden… But all too good at the same time.

“C’mon, Noona.”

“Noona?” (Name) wasn’t sure if he liked being called a girl but he’d deal with that another time.

He pushed aside any shred of dignity left and turned to stare at Yubin. (Name) tried to use his puppy eyes to his advantage. If he was going to do something like this, he might as well go all out.

With his puppy eyes and plumped lips jutted out in a pout, he whined out: “Hyung, fuck my mouth, please?”

(Name) grunted in shock at the cock that just shoved it’s way into his mouth. He whimpered at taste and gripped Yubin’s thighs as his large and thick cock used his mouth as a way of release.

Yubin’s hands found it’s way into his hair and gripped at it tightly, using it as a way to hold (Name) steady for his brutal thrusts.

Whimpering and whining filled the room, drowning out the movie on the tv. It wasn’t even a priority anymore for the two boys chasing their orgasms.

(Name) reached down to pulled at his own shorts, fishing out his cock. He gripped it tightly and began to masturbate, trying to match the uneven thrusts of Yubin’s hips.

“(Name), your mouth was made for this, huh?”

A whimper was his only answer.

“You were made for me, hm? Such a beautiful boy—just for me.”

Yubin pulled out, enjoying the dazed look (Name) had. His cloudy eyes while his pink lips were wet with salvia. It dripped on his chin as well as he breathed heavily from his mouth.

“Is your throat sore?”

(Name) numbly nodded, a light sigh leaving his lips. He couldn’t say much right now. His horny thoughts were to have his cock back in his mouth.

“It only took one try and you’re already going dumb… You were waiting for me.” Yubin grinned.

Yubin glanced wrapped a hand around his cock and began to rub it as he aimed it at (Name)’s open mouth. “For your sore throat, darling.”

In a second, cum shoot out into his mouth, causing (Name) to quickly shut it from almost choking. The rest of the semen fell on his face.

Some on his lips, cheeks, or even a bit close to his nose. He swallowed the little that made it into his mouth and groaned. It wasn’t really pleasant but he’d get used to it.

Yubin slipped off of him, pulling up his shorts. He glanced down at the twitching cock between (Name)’s legs, his hand still holding it but not moving.

“Poor baby. You tried to cum but you got caught up in pleasuring me.” Yubin said, removing (Name)’s hands to take over. “Is this why you didn’t want me to see? Because you’re so small?”

(Name) moaned in embarrassment. He always hated how small he was down there. It was only a mere three inches. Him being so buff also didn’t help with its size. It really only made it smaller than it actually was.

“Don’t worry, honey. I like it small,” Yubin muttered before engulfing it into his mouth. (Name) screamed out, having never been given a blowjob before.

He arched his back as he reached one hand down to grip at Yubin’s hair. It didn’t take long for him to cum, he was already so close. With a scream and a light thrust into the wet mouth he’s never felt before, he came.

Yubin pulled away, his mouth still full of cum and pulled (Name) into a kiss. (Name) grunted at the taste of his own cum but swallowed it, enjoying the feeling of Yubin’s lips on his.

A sudden pain on his lips made him pull away in shock. Yubin had a grin on his face. He did not just bite his lip!!

“Don’t cum without telling me, alright?”

(Name) nodded, a blush on his face. Yubin simply kissed him on the cheek and walked over to his connected bathroom to start a bath.

Did he now have a boyfriend…?

What they did was for couples, right?

“(Name), c’mon here.”

One thing he did know, was that he loved his throat being fucked.

He certainly needed to try his ass next.

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╰┈─➤ ＥＮＤ

Hyung: title for older male friends or brothers from younger boys

Noona: title for older female friends or sisters from younger boys

How was Yubin? I turned his pervertedness up as well as readers. Poor himbo doesn’t know what he wants. :(

Yubin will be getting a short break though for Mr. Riki, the alpha bad boy! Stay tuned for his first fic

[redclercs]

DELICATE✰ CHARLES LECLERC.

x. what a shame she's fucked in the head.

— the one where they tell you what your word is worth.

❝𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦❞ —𝘛𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵, 𝘊𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵.

warnings: abuse downplay, bashing towards taylor swift (i obviously adore her pls don't come for me haha), online bullying, new york inaccuracies, corny taylor references per usual, etc. 2k words + articles

in my head there's a mix of begin again and cornelia street playing as background music.

masterlist ✢ next

NO one likes a mad woman, but not for the reasons Taylor Swift made you believe in the lyrics of her 2020 song. Although we are definitely afraid y/n might get 'more crazy'.

Honestly, who gave her the right to speak like that about Aidan Kim? As it turns out, the three-year relationships she willingly stayed on was a 'dead-end' one, and Aidan "abused" (and I cannot stress the quotations enough) her through several stages of their shared time.

Well, I call bullshit.

How is it that after Aidan Kim helped her build whatever she has going on that people call a 'career' she wasn't bothered about being told 'how to look and how to act' (direct quote from her own video, by the way).

Breaking up with your sneaky link and calling him your friend won't save what you did before, y/n, it's the oldes trick in the book. Everything she said in her Youtube video, one I regretfully watched despite the knowledge that I won't get those 45 minutes of my life back, is rehearsed and calculated and just tried to paint the real victims in a bad light.

Playing the victim worked for Taylor Swift in 2009, 2017, 2019... but we surely won't let it happen again, right folks? y/n needs a new tactic to crawl back from the hell, because we're not believing anything that comes out of her mouth anymore.

It's true what they say, an untalented actress makes an untalented liar.

By Lia Yim

Victoria Presley is worried about best friend's y/n y/ln's well-being after the actress 'completely ghosted her' since moving back to New York.

"One day we were fine and the next, she had packed her bags and left my house," Presley said in an exclusive interview with iNTouch. "I'm not going to lie, I was deeply hurt by her actions. I offered her my home as a safe haven and she left without explanation."

y/n had been living in Victorias Los Angeles home since mid-February until this month when she returned to her infamous SoHo apartment, one she shared with Aidan Kim until their breakup.

"I can find it in my heart to forgive her, of course," 'Vic', as she's known on social media, added. "Right now, I just want my best friend back. I want the y/n I've known for years and not this person she became since Matilde Bassi and Charles Leclerc inserted themselves in her life."

Victoria Presley, the founder and CEO of Presley Beauty, is the daughter of Luke Presley and Claire Walker and has been in the influencing business for a few years now.

"If y/n ends up reading this, I want her to know that I will support her decisions but not in the way her new 'friends' are doing. I just want what's best for her."

SEE ALSO:

→ Vic Presley on having to start from zero: "I'm not a nepobaby!"

→ A look inside y/n's SoHo apartment, the one Aidan Kim paid for.

→ Is Charles Leclerc's career going downhill thanks to y/n?

By Beatrice Mann

With y/n y/ln's latest controversy, the whole world has turned their backs on the actress. But, is it really that bad? Or is it just because she's a woman in the business?

The online community's hottest topic is y/n's Youtube video where she speaks on her relationship with Aidan Kim, her friendship with Charles Leclerc and, most importantly, how all of this has affected her career. And I want to tell you all, y/n is right.

If the roles were reversed, Aidan Kim would be thriving on a newly unlocked 'Heartbreaker' persona and y/n would still be constantly humiliated for not being 'wife material'.

I believe y/n deserves much better than what she's getting. The woman admitted she escaped a relationship where her partner LAUGHED at her and manipulated her actions for his comfort. And people are still siding with the man? Seriously, people, use your brains and dig up your morals!

The only thing we're communicating to younger generations by constantly doubting women's words and putting them in the spotlight for standing up for themselves, is that only men's words are worth something.

June 14th, Manhattan, New York.

It isn't much of a surprise when Charles calls you while you're trying to get your Moka pot to work that morning. It's your third attempt at it and the previous mornings you've left it alone with tears in your eyes to walk down the street and get Starbucks coffee. You might be a little too attached to that coffee maker.

Charles got to New York city the previous night, and reminded you that you promised to show him around more than once. You intended to keep your promise, thinking you would have more time before the day came.

But as you walk to the restaurant where you decided to meet him, you can't help but think how exciting it is that you get to show the city you love so much to Charles. And just like that morning in Monaco, you can't help but remind yourself that this is a friendly get-together.

Charles has slowly, but surely, become one of your closest friends in the middle of the frenzy that your life is. With your ex-best friend saying you walked out on her and your failed fiancé insisting that it was you, who acted like a 'total psychopath' towards the end of your relationship, you have more fingers than people you can count on.

You watch him carefully as he smooths the napkin on his legs twice and then drops in on the table again, fidgeting with the loose threads in the corner.

Your wristwatch says it's 10:00 am, which is the exact time you agreed to meet. You wonder how long he's been waiting if there's an empty cup of coffee in front of him.

"You know, it's also rude to be too early for a meeting," you say as a form of greeting once you approach the table.

This startles him enough to drop the napkin on his lap again, proceeding to scramble to return it to the table before pushing his chair out to get up.

You chuckle, but before you can say you were joking, Charles is engulfing you in a hug. Your stomach flutters because of the way he holds the back of your head with his palm. It feels like you're being reunited after months instead of just two weeks. Time doesn't feel real sometimes, you would know.

"Soleil!" he says excitedly, putting his hands on your shoulders. "It's so good to see you,"

"It's nice to see you too, Charlie."

There's the nickname again. You've tried not to think too hard about it. Is it a European thing to call your friends that? When you asked him about it the last time he called before taking his flight to New York, his response was a simple 'it suits you'.

Charles pulls your chair for you and grabs your purse to place it on the empty chair between you two. He grabs his napkin again, pulling one last time on a thread before smoothing it down and forgetting about it.

"How are you?" Charles asks, a bright smile on his face. It falters in a barely perceptible way because he doesn't want to give you bad thoughts, which seem to come automatically every time the question is asked.

"Well, I'm okay," you assure in a soothing tone, "Still looking for jobs. And you?"

"Alright. Lots of work in the simulator and I'm hoping this is a good weekend,"

"Are you sure you'll be okay getting to Montreal tomorrow?" you smile at the waitress that approaches your table, "Can I have some coffee, please?"

"Of course," Charles assures, with a gesture of his hand. He's getting to Montreal at seven in the morning and running straight to his motorhome. "There's time for everything."

"What do you want to do, then?"

You don't want to exhaust him by showing him around New York, he has a long weekend ahead. To be honest, you really wonder what compelled him to make this stop instead of going straight to Canada. Sure you had talked about him coming to New York, eventually. Not a day before he had to start his Grand Prix weekend.

"Anything you want us to do," he replies, the single-dimpled smile on his face. "I'm open to anything."

"MoMA? Central Park? Something not so touristy?" you suggest, before thanking the waitress as she places a hot cup of coffee on the table.

"Just show me the places you like, y/n, don't stress about it." Charles laughs, eyes returning to the open menu in front of him. "I only care about hanging out with you."

"Thanks," is all you manage to say as you sip the scalding coffee, you do your best not to wince as it burns your tongue and down your throat. "Let's do it then."

"So, what do you think? Everything you expected and more?"

You're taking a walk in Central Park after Charles agreed to see the Alice in Wonderland statue. It's a warm morning in New York and although you haven't been walking around for that long, Charles seems content enough with what he's seen.

"It's very... you," Charles replies, and you're sure he means it as a compliment, but New York can be really ugly too. "In a good way!" he adds when he sees your expression.

"Thank you, Charlie." you laugh again. It's easy being with Charles, laughing with sincerity and really being in what's happening in the moment.

You didn't lie when you said you weren't afraid of speaking up anymore, but the dread of actually doing it is inevitable. Your words are being twisted and marked as false because Aidan is far 'more loved' than you are. Not to mention Victoria's interview about your lack of reciprocity to her humble feelings

You're still thinking about suing her. But it hurts to know that she was your best friend a week ago.

A few people stop you both to ask for pictures and autographs on the back of phone cases. A few of them ignore you, others smile politely at Charles before asking him to take their picture with you.

"I'm really polishing my photographing skills," Charles jokes as you walk away from a group of young girls who gush about how much they wish they could dress like you.

"Sorry if it bothers you," you whisper, looking at him only from the corner of your eye.

"Of course not, y/n. They ask nicely, and you're okay with it." he shrugs.

There was one time when a teenager, around fourteen or fifteeen, asked Aidan if he could please take a picture of her and yourself. It was an innocent question, she had already acknowledged him as 'that guy from Star-5' and how he'd been in Supercut with you.

But just by the way you saw his expression change, you told the girl a selfie was a better option, you would hold the phone yourself if she was okay with it.

You didn't hear the end of it for the rest of night. Aidan berated your career for the first time of many, saying it was frankly offensive that he’d been treated that way. It didn't matter that you told him the girl was barely a teen and she hadn't been rude. Still, he was more famous than you, he didn't deserve to be made felt like the opposite.

"What are you thinking?" Charles asks, touching your shoulder gently to make you pause your walk.

You really don't want to admit you were thinking about your ex-boyfriend. Not that it matters, Charles knows you think about Aidan often in a mostly negative light, but it feels weird to say it here. So you shrug and sigh. "I wish I thought of nothing, to be honest."

Charles squeezes your shoulder in a half hug. He doesn't push your boundaries, although he wishes he knew what was actually going through your mind.

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It's when you two are having dinner in a restaurant in SoHo that Charles asks the question that has been eating him away since he landed in New York the previous night.

"Do you want to come to Canada with me?"

"Am I not blacklisted from the paddock?" you tease, although Elix is gone. You wonder if Ferrari people blame you a little bit for their sponsor dropping them.

"Absolutely not," Charles frowns, "And you would be my guest, you get to be in the Ferrari Suite like always."

"Thank you, Charlie–"

Charles tries not to seem disappointed as he waits for the 'but' to follow, so he drinks from his wine.

"—but I have some back to back things to do this weekend," you do regret not being able to make it, you loved the few Grand Prix you were able to attend and you would love to see Carlos too. But you have booked a few interviews with people who, more than anything want to consume gossip, but have disguised it as 'letting you tell your truth in more depth'. You cannot back down from what you started.

"That's okay," he assures with a quick wink. "You know you can come to races whenever you want to, though, right?"

"I can?" you raise both eyebrows and Charles rolls his eyes. "The benefits of having a Ferrari driver as a friend. I should have befriended you sooner."

"Very funny," he says as he hides his smile behind his glass of wine again. "Do I get invited to the Red Carpets?"

"You kind of befriended me at the downfall of my career. It's going to take a while for you to be on a Red Carpet."

Charles clicks his tongue and shakes his head. "You're only just getting started, soleil. Don't say that."

You hope he's right, because you have castings lined-up for next week too and you don't want to call him, or Mati, or your mom, crying about how unwanted you feel.

You shrug, drinking from your own wine.

"I'm being serious, y/n," Charles' tone is stern for a moment, yet not aggressive. "You have a lot of wonderful things to do in the future."

"Yeah, thanks." you dislike yourself for ruining the mood yet again, but Charles isn't bothered as he smiles at you once again.

"I mean it,"

He does, and so does Mati, and your mom. You are bound for great things, although they're taking time to find you right now.

"I know. Thank you Charlie, you're very kind. I hope you have a good race this weekend."

Charles huffs. "Yes, me too. Wish me luck?"

"I feel like I jinx you more than help you, Charlie."

"You didn't wish me luck in Spain, look how that went," he fakes a shudder and you snort. You hated every minute spent in Spain after FP3.

"Good luck, you'll do great." You pat the hand that he keeps on top of the table a couple times and before you can take your hand back, he grabs it, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Your heart races and you take a deep, sharp breath, like that would help it go back to normal. You have tried not to overanalyze everything about today, from the way Charles looked to the words he said, to the way your body responded to it. You don't want to go down that specific spiral.

"Thanks for stopping by," you take your hand back and keep it busy with your almost empty glass of wine. The alcohol has turned your cheeks warm. "You really want to see New York, huh?"

"I really wanted to see you," Charles replies, nonchalantly.

And you know you'll be spiraling, despite your best efforts.

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I’m watching the Zombvior blessing livestream and I’m such a parent lol, I stg. I’m just thinking like: Max wake up, Tommy stop talking. Wake up Zee! Park at least pretend to pay attention, Net, James stop giggling and you… I have no idea who you are but don’t play fight in the front row also why in heaven’s name would you wear leather pants!? It’s a blessing ceremony not a nightclub, plus it’s mid-morning in Thailand, aren’t you boiling!?

Listen, no one likes to go to church but this is part of your job, we know y’all have been to dozens of these but still at least act interested lol!!

In other news, the pure joy I got from seeing Jimmy again, healthy (hopefully) and surrounded by his other actors and colleagues. I’m just glad he’s well again, or well enough to work at the very least. Also, I didn’t see Boun there, I hope he just had to miss it because of other work commitments and not because he’s pulled out of the series.

Zee, absolutely too tall to be in the front row for pictures but legit everyone is screaming for him, so obviously they push him front and centre lol. And Yim just going to start to pass the blessed food out before everyone else was just too adorable, he was just like peace out, Imma go hang out with the screaming fans.

Huh, did Zee grow up secular? Or possibly Christian? Because he seems to be doing the very bare minimum, could be the poor dude is just freaking exhausted. But I could also see it kind of sucking having a religious ceremony tied into your contract for a religion you don’t follow, I know there’s a substantial number of Christian communities in Thailand as well even more Muslim communities, though it is a predominantly Buddhist country. But as I continue to watch I think it has to do with exhaustion more than anything else, the poor man seems dead on his feet, no pun intended, cause ya know, zombies.

Okay well this press conference is impossible to hear, hopefully they’ll have another event with better sound recording. Livestreams are always iffy, especially when held outdoors.

Considering how many pairings are being interviewed together, I’m thinking teh gay will be strong with this zombie series. Love the actors that aren’t being interviewed are just standing around in the shade eating ice cream, there are perks in not being the superstars lol!

[27vampyresinhermind]

So I watched Pit Babe ep 1, Middleman’s Love ep 2, and then Playboyy ep 1. Had to put Middleman’s Love literally in the middle so my phone wouldn’t combust!!

I have some confusions about each episode for very different reasons lol!

Pit Babe is gonna be fun. Every time I remember that Pavel is the same dude from Coffee Melody, I have to do a double take! I couldn’t finish that show because I kept getting bored but I don’t think I’ll have that problem with this show. Fingers crossed at least. I like the A/B/O trope so it’ll be interesting to see just how far they lean into that and how it affects the story. Charlie has something going on on the side. Guess we’ll find that out later. The subversion of the typical Alpha/Omega pairing by making it an Alpha/Alpha pairing will be cool to see but again, it depends on how much they lean into the trope to begin with. Also, are there Betas and Omegas anywhere? The only people they’ve introduced with any designation have been Alphas. Someone who’s read the novel, please inform!

Middleman’s Love is all over the place which makes me a little sad. Tutor and Yim have great chemistry together and the fact that this series is the sequel/spin off of Bed Friend had my hopes high but it just seems like it’s gonna be a lot of cheesy humor. Oh well, at least we get to see Uea and King being adorable and in love with each other. Like, I get that Jade is supposed to be goofy and obtuse but after watching the little series Tutor and Yim did on TikTok, I know Yim can do more. I guess the writing of the character would be a little more to blame here and the fact that the storyline is not as heavy as Bed Friend was. But am I wrong to have wished for a teensy bit more seriousness? They went on a fucking ghost hunt in the bathroom for fuck’s sake that literally had nothing to do with any plot whatsoever! Also, I heard that little Cutie Pie soundbite! Can’t let anybody forget that ZNN are the ones paying the bills over there.

I feel like Playboyy is gonna make Only Friends look like Sesame Street in terms of 🌶️ but I’m not so sure about the plot lines. I feel bad that Zouey keeps getting put in these sexual situations and he looks so uncomfortable every single time. Also, my dumbass kept thinking that Zouey and Nun were the twins and Zouey was missing his brother the whole time. (I forgot which actors played which characters and in my defense, the twin of the missing one didn’t show up in the episode until 45 minutes in. Sue me.) Why did that one dude keep that fucking fir lined hat on the whole time? No one is ever dressed for the same weather in these shows!!

I’m definitely gonna continue watching all three shows for now. Hopefully the confusions don’t torment me too bad.

[crispywizardtale]

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Random

I’m watching Cutie Pie with my friend and I adore Syn so much. Obviously, some of that is biased cause I love Yim — but there’s something so special about Syn’s brand of protective insanity that I find freaking endearing.

Only on episode 6 btw

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Jade is the best character to come out of a bl in awhile. he is everything you could ever want. he’s adorable, sweet, caring, hilarious. i just can’t wait for his turn to be the main character 🥺

he's the best 😩🥺 I love him so much. I have a thing for goldstar supreme besties lmao and he fits the mold perfectly. he's caring without being pushy, adorable without being cringe and funny without being annoying lol. kudos to the writers and to yim for literally creating the perfect character lmao. he's already overflowing with main character energy lmao and I'm so excited for middlemans love 🥺

xxx

[papillomiya]

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city of Liyue as Xiao prepared for a celebration unlike any he had ever experienced. It was not a festival or a battle he was gearing up for, but rather a more intimate affair—the celebration of your birthday.

Xiao, known for his stoic demeanor and dedication to his duties as a guardian, had taken a rare day off from his responsibilities. His heart, usually shrouded in shadows, now beat with a different rhythm as he prepared a surprise for you.

He had spent days contemplating the perfect gift and settled on a delicate hairpin adorned with a camellias—which symbolized his never ending love and adoration for you. As he held the gift in his hands, he couldn't help but feel a sense of nervousness, an unfamiliar emotion that made his usually stern expression soften.

As the evening descended, Xiao made his way to Wangshu Inn, where you resided. Lanterns adorned the pathways, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers. Xiao knocked gently on the door, his heart pounding in anticipation.

The door creaked open, revealing your surprised expression. "Xiao? What are you doing here?" you asked, eyes widening with curiosity.

Wordlessly, Xiao handed over the intricately crafted hairpin. "Happy birthday," he said in a soft, rare tone that held both sincerity and vulnerability.

He watches as your eyes lit up with joy as you accepted the gift. "Xiao, this is beautiful! Thank you," you exclaimed, a genuine smile playing on your lips.

The Yaksha nodded, his gaze fixed on the ground for a moment before meeting their eyes. "I...I also planned something else," he admitted, his usually composed demeanor wavering.

With that, Xiao guided you to a secluded spot near the inn, where he had arranged a surprise picnic under the starlit sky. Lanterns hung from nearby branches, casting a warm and inviting glow over the area. A blanket was spread out with an assortment of your favorite foods, and a bottle of fine Wangshu wine awaited you.

As you sat down together, Xiao's usually impassive features softened, and a hint of a smile graced his lips. The night was filled with laughter, shared stories, and the quiet acknowledgment of a love that transcended the battles and duties that defined Xiao's existence.

Underneath the moonlit sky, Xiao found solace in the simple joy of celebrating the person who had managed to pierce through the shadows that clung to his heart. And as you toasted to another year, Xiao realized that perhaps there was more to life than just duty—a lesson learned in the gentle glow of lanterns and the warmth of a lover's presence.

(did i search which flower meant what for this? yes yes i did)

heres what i had in mind for the hairpin btw (google is very helpful sometimes)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN ILY MWAH IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE I JUST GOT HOME BHFGJNKJKL

NBGGGHDNSHGEGEBTBGGG HNGGGGDHD AAAAAAAAAAAA WHAHSJDJDBFBRBR GOD I LVOR YIM SO MHCB THSJD ULTIMATEJG MAE MT DAY BETTE RB EHDJGHFHDB SCREAMING SOBBING CRYING WAILING VIBRATING BOUNCING OFF THE WALLSRATSHEJRJN