#bape ad

[dystopria]

Bape Cafe!? “OPEN!” (2002)

Nigo knew very well about the importance of linking experiences with business, Bape Cafe!?was created to do just that. Initially located in Aoyama but later relocated to Killer Street in 2005, the original Bape Cafe offered a fusion of Japanese and American comfort food. Designed by interior design firm 'Wonderwall'

[annahho]

BAPE Vintage Ad

[warhead]

[kiiyunz]

a look into kihyun’s wardrobe ☆

like most people, kihyun opts for comfort when it comes to his personal style. while fashion is a big interest of his, and he likes to spend hours exploring the latest collections or runway shows from his favourite designers when he gets the chance, he doesn’t commit too heavily to dressing in a particularly ‘fashionable’ way. he’s aware of trends rising and falling, but kihyun just wears what he wants, most of the time—although there are one or two particular styles fans notice he leans on the most.

on the one side,  he goes for a more muted and toned down palette:  blacks,  greys,  whites,  and blues in various shades.  he mostly wears these colours while practicing or recording,  at the airport,  or when he’s simply slipping out of the dorms for dinner or a walk and doesn’t want to draw too much attention to himself.  a particular brand he’s often seen in while in dressing in this quieter way is stüssy,  one of his two known favourites.  (fans are sick to death by now of the far-too-familiar 8 ball fleece that kihyun seems to wear exclusively at the airport).

the other type of clothes people have noticed he gravitates towards are the much more colourful ones—namely the brightly patterned & coloured hoodies, sweater vests, jackets, shoes, and accessories. these are more likely to be seen when he’s filming vlogs with the other members or by himself, holding fun little impromptu lives, recording content with the rest of the group, or just hanging out with his friends in whatever setting they happen to find themselves in. it’s fun, it’s carefree, and it’s become a bit of an inside joke for fans—they say that you know when kihyun’s in a good mood because he’ll be in his much brighter, louder colours. the brand he likes most when dressing this way is bape, by far, although recently people have been noticing a few items from golf le fleur pop up into his wardrobe.

all in all, he dresses for himself only, and will continue to do so. he may have only started to really settle into his clothing groove a year or so after debut (and whenever someone brings up his outfits prior to this he cringes and covers his ears) but now that he’s found it he’s not likely to go through a massive style shift for a good while. he’s completely content with how he looks & how he dresses, and that easy confidence translates well. he’s a style icon for himself and that’s all that matters!

[awmancreeper]

♡Lonely Boy Will Stay Lonely?. 40 - One and Only

--❣︎ StayC’s Y/n is notorious for being K-pop’s social butterfly and making friends comes rather easy for her. When she’s asked to be an MC for Inkigayo, one of her co-hosts doesn’t seem too pleased to be working with her. This unknown feeling sparks a drive to become the bestest of friends with him but from the looks of it, he’ll fight her the whole way there.

Masterlist / prev / Epilogue

!!written parts!!

You anxiously waited in the living room with your members as they ranted about a terrible reality show. Your heart raced just thinking about what was going to happen and whether or not Kai would actually show up.

Beginning to worry about the possibility that he might’ve gotten caught you started to mess with your damp hair.

“I’m just saying I wouldn’t marry him after the 90 days” Yoon explained as the others agreed with her just as a buzz from the intercom startled them.

“What the-“ Seeun spoke as you quickly made your way to the intercom seeing a hooded figure looking down. Immediately recognizing the (awful) bape hoodie you quickly buzzed him in.

“It’s that him?” Sieun asked as you fiddled with your hoodie strings “Yeah- oh my god this was a bad idea!” The realization finally hits you as you begin to pace around the small living room.

“Why’d you girls convince me to let him come over?!” You shouted feeling your heart rate skyrocket and your palms get sweaty. “The slander!! We didn’t even know he was coming over until this morning” Sumin said holding her hand to her chest dramatically

“I think I’m sick! I’m sweaty and I feel like throwing up! I can’t see him like this tell him to go home!” You said trying to room away but Isa grabbed onto your hand “You’re just nervous y/n it’ll be fine”

“Yeah stop freaking out” J added throwing a grape into her mouth.

You tried to steady your breathing as Isa held onto your hands.

This was Huening Kai for Pete's sake, the guy you didn’t leave alone until he became your friend. He was down to earth and could make you laugh without even trying. Remembering how easy it was to talk to him you feel your cheeks begin to cool down.

Finally opening your eyes you exhaled a deep breath “I like him” you confessed to the girls around you. They blinked unfazed “Uh yeah tell us something we don’t know” Yeeun said resulting in a smack from Sumin.

“Is it obvious?!” You asked them worriedly as all of them shook their head in response. “I’m doomed” Dread flooded your body again throwing yourself on the floor.

*ding dong*

Everyone’s attention locked on the door while all the color drained from your face, “Oh my fuckin god!” Sumin shouted as they all began to freak out. You shakily stood up trying to calm down again when a voice broke through the chaos

“You got this y/n! Just remembered how much he hated you!!” Yoon said giving you a thumbs up as they all rushed into the kitchen to hide

“Helpful!” you quietly yelled making your way to the door.

Your hand trembled while you held the door knob, there was no turning back.

With the door now opened a comfortable scent of vanilla with a hint of musk masked by fabric softener greets you. Looking up you see Kai smiling down at you behind the mask

~~~~

Facing your bedroom door you closed it trying to calm your nerves. You turn, making eye contact with the tall boy that stood awkwardly in the middle of your room. Though it wasn’t just the boy but rather the whole atmosphere of the room, it was awkward and quiet.. too quiet.

Think about what your members might be doing at this very moment you can envision them hushing each other to hear what might be going on in the maknaes’ room.

Realizing people might actually be able to hear you and Kai, you dreaded starting the conversation. Even so, looking at Hyuka you can tell it wouldn’t be him to break the ice. So with a deep exhale, you did what you do best; spoke.

“I uh,…” breaking the silence practically rocking on your heels “I really appreciate what you did Kai, thank you” you told him.

Kai blinked as if he had stopped daydreaming. Lifting his hand to rest behind his neck, Hyuka slouched “It was the right thing to do y/n,”

“To be honest I should’ve done it sooner” he told you giving you a slanted smile.

“I know but in our line of work doing things like that will get you dropped” you spoke up with a serious tone. Kai looked down at his shoes “I know but I still stand by it”

Again it began to grow quiet.

You hadn’t been this stuck since the first time you got to know him. Trying to find a way to keep this non-existent conversation going your eyes searched around your room for… pretty much anything, soon landing on your wall.

Your wall…

That was filled with txt posters. Although it was embarrassing to have pictures of the guy that is currently in your room plastered on the walls you need a conversation starter.

“Don’t pay too must attention to my-” you said already feeling the teasing you might endure from him as you turned back around at him to see Kai staring at you. Blood rushed to your face while the hairs on the back of your neck stood up “Look! Look at my posters” you rambled grabbing his arm and pulling towards your side of the room. He chuckled moving his attention to the wall

“Wow I see” Kai nodded looking at the prints on the wall. To Huening Kai it wasn’t an awkward silence, more like he was silently admiring you since he hasn’t been able to see you for about a week. Even so, he humored your request to look at pictures of him and his friend although he much rather look at you.

He needed to tell you why he was here. It was time

“Y/n-“Kai turned to look at you but you were busy pacing around your room. It seemed like you were trying to figure something out. “Hey are you okay-?”

“Why’d you do it?” You asked him accidentally cutting him off

He blinked “I already told you why” Kai spoke

“Kai besides my group you were the only one who spoke out”

Kai sat on the bed filled with plushes, and shrugged “I’d do it again to”

Your heart flipped at his words and it didn’t help that he looked so cute just sitting there. You quickly turn away from him resting your hand against the wall as your ears burned. “Woah calm d-“

“I like you.”

Kai felt his heartbeat in his throat “What?” He spoke before thinking

You turned to him cheeks stained with pink “I like you, Huening Kai!”

“And not in a friend-like but a like-like you know”

He froze as his mind felt like it was going to explode.

“Look I know you don’t have the best opinion on me because I annoy you and you think I’m stuck up but… I think you’re pretty cool

I’ve never felt this way before even with Soobin if that’s hard to believe” You laughed as your eyes began to well up.

You looked at him giving him a straight smile “You’ve made it very clear that you only see me as a friend and I respect that but you do things that make me feel like I have a shot”

“So please tell me Kai do I? Cause if I do I won’t stop trying until you like me like I like you but if not

I’ll walk out right now… even if this is my house”

His expression was blank resulting in tears falling from your eyes. Did you just embarrass yourself, in your own room

“Kai?” your voice squeaked

“No” his voice was cold

Your breath hitched as your knees went weak, buckling under you. Meeting the floor, all your senses shut down only feeling the wooden floor underneath your hands. Your chest ached as your vision blurred with all the tears flowing out of your eyes. It was stupid of you to believe that this guy who previously hated; could see you more than a friend.

You had already told yourself he wouldn’t feel the same way in the hopes of avoiding this pain but it still hurt as it didn’t change how your heart beat for him.

Now the shards of your heart are being broken into tinier pieces as he continuously to repeat the word “no”

You held the crown of your head while your forehead rested on the ground trying to compose yourself “Right” you spoke slowly trying to pick yourself up “No, No ,No! This wasn’t supposed to happen like this!” He said standing up and looking over at you as you slowly crawled your way to the bedroom door.

Kai rushed over to you joining you on the ground. He grabbed your head to make you look at him. Your eyes were red and flowed with tears while your lips were swollen and red from biting them to conceal the sobs. Even now looking at Kai you tried not to cry

“Y/n I like you”

It felt like your heart broke over again, unsuccessfully blinking the tears out of your eyes trying to see him, you spoke “B-but you”

“But I what?” He held your face confused

“IDIOT!!, You need to learn to speak faster!” You yelled hitting Kai crying. “Ow!” He yelps pulling away from you as you show no mercy

“You just broke my heart, you meanie!”

“Okay okay, and you’re breaking my shoulder!” Kai whined holding his eyes shut

A few hits later they stop.

Opening his eyes, he sees you sniffling sitting cutely on the floor with the cutest pout. His heart jumped at the sight

Scooting closer Kai nervously grabs your hand, “You’re an amazing person y/n, not to mention everything about you is beautiful”

“It’s true I didn’t care much for you-“

“You didn’t like me”

“I didn’t like you,

Actually, I hated you yet I think that’s what showed me who you really were

Although you knew I wasn’t a fan of you, you still went out of your way to make sure I was doing fine and included me in conversations

It's like you knew I was awkward with new people and besides my group, I'm a loner but you…

You’re funny and pretty, people love you, not to mention you're beyond selfless.

You’re quite literally perfect y/n, and I couldn’t just let people tear you down because of… me

You asked me why I did it,

I did it because I know you'd do the same for me”

Kai placed one of his hands on your cheek “i like you y/n, and I wanted to be the first to say it but you just kept on talking,

Yet I adore that about you. I guess I'll just have to one-up you”

You smiled “think you already did”

“I don’t wanna stay lonely anymore, I want you to be my one and only” you laughed placing your forehead against his “Of course my lonely boy ”

“Also… C-can I kiss you?” Kai asked embarrassingly. You looked at him his face was red, grabbing onto the sides of his face you brought him in.

Although shocked by your sudden action, Kai quickly recovered melting into the kiss.

If you’ve told Kai 7 months ago he’d be kissing his arch nemesis, he’d call you just as delusional as y/n but now there’s no other place he’d rather be

Meanwhile, with Y/n, she’d consider it a possibility I mean who doesn’t love Y/n

You pulled away to see Kai practically chase after you. You giggle making him open his eyes “Did you just reference a txt song?” You asked

~~~~~ bonus scene ~~~~~

“So you’re not going back to Inkigayo?” You questioned as you and Kai headed for the room door. He shook his head “Nah both Ji and I decided to step down from MCing”

“Huh and HYBE is letting you?”

“I’m grounded so I can’t go anyways”

“Was the punishment that bad?” You placed your hand on the doorknob “Honestly I expected worse but since people are giving the credit to my statement to HYBE it’s good publicity”

“Interesting?” You spoke opening the door and revealing all of STAYC stacked up in the door way most likely listening into your conversation. “Congratulations?” Sumin spoke.

~~~~~~

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[xvisualtreasure09x]

Kim Possible is a bad bitch

(bape background added by me)

[firekittycat]

You know, I don't know until when the boop feature is available and if I'll manage to even get to the final badge until then or if I'll get tired before. But what I can say, is that I booped ad that I baped and that I loved. And I think that's beautiful 😔✨🐾

[kicksaddictny]

Adidas x BAPE® Unveil Their Latest Joint Creation: Introducing the adidas N x BAPE® Footwear Collaboration

This April, the dynamic collaboration between adidas Originals and BAPE® sees the release of their latest creation: the adidas N BAPE® sneaker.

With its sleek urban aesthetic, this silhouette channels the essence of the 2000s, featuring a plush suede upper, durable rubber outsole, and iconic contrast stitched Three Stripes.

Crafted as a testament to the enduring partnership between BAPE® and adidas, every aspect of the design is meticulously considered. Each pair showcases 1ST CAMO lining and sock liners, the distinctive APE HEAD emblem subtly debossed on the lateral quarter, and a striking BAPE STA™️ logo embroidered in white on the heel. Complemented by co-branded silver eyelets and a bold adidas Trefoil debossed in white on the tongue, every detail speaks to the fusion of these two iconic brands.

Adding to its allure, each sneaker comes complete with a premium leather key chain and a trio of laces: two retro-inspired 'fat' laces in white and 1ST CAMO, alongside a standard pair in white.

Elevating the experience further, the adidas N BAPE® sneaker arrives packaged in a custom co-branded box, accompanied by a sleek blue mesh bag.

Available in two striking colorways, this exclusive silhouette launches on April 20th via CONFIRMED, select retailers, BAPE STORE®, and BAPE.COM, marking another milestone in the ongoing collaboration between adidas and BAPE®.

[cosmicanger]

2007 Bape x DC Comics Ad

[sirens-fanfiction]

Eren Jeager x Reader Celebrating Halloween Together

“ Well I think that is about it , Marco.” You said climbing down from the ladder you were standing on. You stood back looking back at your work. You and Marco had finally finished decoration for the Halloween party that was due to take place in an hour. You looked over to Marco who was setting up the dining room table. He looked over to you, putting the last touches to his setup.

“Yep. All we need to do now is put on our costumes.” He said smiling. You nodded back at him going to grab the bag holding your costume.

“I’m so excited. This party is going to be awesome!” you said jumping up and down a bit. He laughed and headed toward his bedroom to change. You walked into the bathroom and began to change. Every year you made the goal to have the cringiest costume.  After much debate you decided a sexy cop would be the best route this year. The blue shorts complimented your ass nicely as well as the partially unbuttoned top. You were sure to turn heads, though you just had to laugh when you looked in the mirror. When you walked out you noticed Marco was done changing and holding a few scraps of white and brown fabric in his hand.

“ Hey Y/N, can you help me wrap the last of the bandages?” You walked over tying the badges around his arms and using the rest to wrap around his head covering his eye.

“There we go. All done.” you said finishing the last  knot as you heard the doorbell ring.

“OH that will probably be Connie and Sasha.” said Marco with a smile walking to the door and opening it to reveal the two both holding arm full of food.

“ We made mummy dogs, stuffed pumpkins, well actually they are stuffed peppers, oh and also feetloaf.” Sasha exclaimed, walking in and putting the food on the table.

“Connie wouldn’t let me sample any either.” she added pouting. Both you and Marco laughed as Connie rolled his eyes.

“I would have if you hadn’t tried to literally stuff the whole pan of mummy dog in your mouth.” Connie retorted, baping Sasha's hand away from trying to open a container of food.

“But it was MEAT and I WAS SO HUNGRY. You can't fault me when I'm starving Connie.” She said, hanging on to Connie's arm. Just then the doorbell rang again.

" We'll get it.” Connie said, dragging Sasha to the door with him. You got a good look at their costumes as they walked to the door. You giggled when you noticed Sasha was a wolf and Connie had on a red cape with a hood. You wondered who came up with that idea. A cat, Frankenstein, a vampire, and a zombie were revealed when the door was open. You smiled at seeing your friends Annie the cat, Bertolt the Frankenstein, Reiner the vampire, and Peick the zombie. You lead Bertolt to put his cinnamon roll innards and Peick’s Ghost strawberries on the table before beginning to open and display all the food. A Ghost, and witch followed shortly after the previous group.

“ Hey, where are Jean and Eren?” Marco asked Armin and Mikasa as Armin set up the witch’s brew punch he brought.

“They had to stop by the liquor store.” Armin replied, adding sprite to the lime sherbet.

“ They also said something about wanting their costumes to be a surprise. All I know is that one of them lost one of their stupid bets they made at work the other day.” Mikasa said, adjusting her witch's hat.

“Who is Eren?” you asked your friends. You had been to quite a few of Marco’s parties but you couldn't ever remember meeting an Eren.

“He is my brother.” Mikasa replied just as the doorbell rang followed by what sounded like yelling outside the door. Marco rushed to open the door with a worried look on his face.

“Howdy ya’ll!” A brunette called out loudly as the door opened. You took in his cowboy outfit and the lasso in his hands before looking up. Your eyes met briefly and you realised you had seem those mossy green eyes before.

A blonde man wearing a horse costume walk in with a scowl on his face. This must have been the  bet they were talking about. You giggled a bit as Jean went to put all the cocktail ingredients down.

“ Oh cheer up Jeanie boy!” you heard Eren yell at Jean over the music, “ The costume is perfect. You now have a horse body to match your horse face.” Eren laughed swaying to the upbeat music out of rhythm.

“ What did you just say to me dumb ass!? I’ll kick your ass!” Jean said, moving quickly toward Eren facing growing red. Everyone around you sighed. You wondered if this happened often.

“ Calm down, your just upset you lost the bet.” Eren said laughing. Jean then finally reaching Eren began to swing at him. You stepped forward.

“ Knock it off boys, or I’ll have to arrest you both.” you said holding your hand cuffs up with one finger with lazy annoyance. Both the men blushed, staring at your handcuffs then back to you.

“But what if I want to be arrested? Officer Y/N '' Jean said, holding eye contact and mouth still slightly agape. Now was your turn to blush. Eren scoffed.

“Jean you shouldn't speak to her like that, it's rude. I'm sorry, what was your name again?” Eren asked you

“It’s Y/N” you replied, still blushing not able to look into his eyes.

“Well Officer Y/N we’ll try not to cause any more trouble tonight.” Eren said, winking at you. You blushed harder and looked down.

“Why don't you come dance with me and we can forget all about this.” he offered beckoning you over with his hand outstretched. You nodded and walked over to him as Jean threw his hand up in the air and walked away muttering to himself.

The night was full of dancing, conversations, and drinks. The night ended with an exchange of numbers in case you ever needed your calves roped seeing that Eren was a certified cowboy.

[y3kmagazine]

Marvel x A Bathing Ape Bapesta

In the early 2000s, A Bathing Ape was a rare and niche presence in fashion. Despite its popularity among hip-hop stars like Jay Z and Pharrell, the brand was hard to find in the US, with only flagship stores in New York City and Los Angeles during the original Marvel x BAPE launch.

Pharrell Williams during Louis Vuitton and Interview Magazine Host Party for Nigo Interview Magazine Cover at Louis Vuitton (Photo by Johnny Nunez/WireImage)

While online shopping was amplifying around then, there were still strong concerns about buying products off message boards or from international retailers. This celebrity clout and untouchable chase all added to the buzz of BAPE across the Internet and in sneaker communities.

It’s worth noting too that Marvel had massive commercial cache at the time of the first collaboration, with 2005’s Fantastic Four grossing $330.6 million and 2006’s X-Men: The Last Stand producing $459.4 million. While Marvel and A Bathing Ape may not have needed momentum at the time of their first pairing, it set a precedent for unexpected collaborations erupting a new world of converge culture.

In 2007, A Bathing Ape brought the same energy on a duo of DC Comics collaborations channeling both Batman and Superman. They also pushed the price due to increased demand or perhaps more expensive licensing. Historical StockX listings place both ’07 DC drops at $250 MSRP — $100 USD more than the previous Marvel collabs. Interestingly enough, Hypebeast’s Eddie Eng recalls that the DC duo wasn’t nearly as popular or impactful as the buzz surrounding the Marvel madness.

[cherrynika]

sebchal I'm never going to finish

summary: charles connives/trains seb into bottoming

A few months ago Charles finally allowed Mia to take control of his Twitter. “It will be better for everyone, you won’t have to worry about what to post and when to post anymore. And maybe you will sleep better if you can’t check it.” She says, as though it’s for his own good. He smiles at her without teeth, the polite, closed-lipped smile reserved for teachers.

What she doesn’t know won’t hurt either of them. He starts another Twitter account and let’s his mind wander, liking whatever he wants, saying what he wants, watching what he wants. He’s lost anonymity in every other part of his life, but where he goes on the internet is strictly his own business. 

When Twitter doesn’t know him the suggestions are different and strange.

The biggest revelation so far has been popping videos. A man’s pitted and oily cheek fill up his screen, a metal loop is digging roughly at a swollen pore. The sallow plug is forced out, the pore stretching around it. The plug finally pops out of its hole. It gapes a little before blood rushes to the surface and covers it up. He wants to wipe it away and see if the rim is torn. 

Charles’ fingers itch, he’s never allowed himself to pop his own pimples and blackheads; everyone in Monaco knows it will leave a scar. Put an acne patch on in the day, Differin at night. He retweets so that he can watch it again later more closely and tweets at Dr Pimple Popper, “Wish I could do that.” Maybe he could have been a dermatologist if he hadn’t spent his youth racing karts.

“Don’t fall down a rabbit hole, Charles. Twitter is full of trolls.” Sebastian says while stirring the eggs on the stove (low fire, in a bain marie, a new agonizing way to make scrambled eggs that he had found in a book). 

“I’m not,” he replies without looking up, thumb still flicking over the screen. The ads he has been receiving lately are pretty interesting; he’s been informed of an ultra-high-end drug rehab in Switzerland which he saved for future reference, and lacy crotchless panties for the male form on Wish.com. They are cheap enough to buy without thinking, he gets one each in 5 different sizes. They look decidedly unerotic on the mannequin, but he can imagine how tightly the polyester will bite around the legs, how the waist band would squeeze a well-padded hip.  

“I know about your online shopping addiction. Some of your packages arrived when were in Baku. Do you still want them?”

Several more intriguing suggestions appear on the sidebar, helpfully announcing. “Customers who bought this also liked” mint lube, hand warmers, vinyl harness and a buy two get one free deal for anal plugs. Anal plugs. 

Charles looks up. Sebastian has taken his eyes off the pot, head cocked and waiting for an answer. “What was inside?”

“I didn’t open them. They’re in my office.” 

Charles tries to think of what they might be. Sometimes when he can’t sleep due to jet lag, online shopping is comforting. It’s still a novel sensation to be able to fill up a cart and checkout without thinking twice. Perhaps it’s the BAPE sweatshirts or the sheet music he’s not going to have time to read. 

“Did it say where they came from?”

“I can’t remember. Lucky boy, you’ve got a surprise from past-you.” Sebastian’s gone back to focusing on the pot. He always falls for recipes that are deliberately difficult or inconvenient. 

He walks over to the stove to take a look. The eggs are solidifying but slowly. “My mum never used a bain marie to make scrambled eggs. I don’t think this a real recipe.”

The sunlight coming in through the window lights up the hair on Sebastian’s arms. He’s taken off the Oura which he’d always hated wearing. “Then it will be new for us both.”

--

There’s so many things Charles wanted to ask Sebastian when they were still tearing at each other on the race track but could never bring himself to. He’s watching Sebastian watch him open himself up when his curiosity raises its head again. The afternoon sunlight picks out the blonde highlights in his hair and the dip of his collarbone. Charles had tied his wrists to the headboard tighter than usual with one of his old ties, he wanted it to bruise; perks of summer break. 

“I’m not going to put a condom on you.” Sebastian nods mutely. This is one of the great things that came out of an uncomfortable discussion last season where Charles admitted he wanted more than occasional post-race fucks. He straddles him and carefully guides the head of his cock, already standing at attention, into his body. The drag of skin on skin as it catches on his rim are sparks on a tinderbox. 

Sebastian’s breathing speeds up as Charles slides down onto him. There’s a phantom of an ache but nothing extreme, he’s wide open having come on Sebastian’s prick three times in as many days. Still almost as though the intrusion forced something out of him the question slips out. 

“Don’t you want to get fucked?”

“We did it once.” He’s flushed to his chest and slightly distracted. 

Charles grinds down on him, the pubic hair at the base of Sebastian’s cock abrades his rim in a way that should be irritating but he wants all the nasty parts of him. Sebastian’s cock jerks inside him as Charles leans over him and thumbs his nipple, making him squirm like a restive horse. “And you didn’t come. Was it your first time?”

“Charles, it's just not interesting to me. I just don’t like it.” Pity. 

He puts the flat of one hand beside Sebastian’s head and the other on his throat, putting some weight, not all of it, he’s careful, and grinds down on his own dick, sandwiched between them. Sebastian’s hips buck into him erratically, hitting

His orgasm takes him by surprise, losing his grip and slumping over onto Sebastian’s chest, cum spurt into him

He picks up the thread of their conversation again when he can. “It’s good and you’re missing out. Can I try to make it good for you?” untying his hands

“Are you bored?” Sebastian gazes up at him. His curls are damp with sweat, if they’re lucky he’ll have bruises on his neck that keep him from leaving the house. 

“No. But–” there’s so many things that Charles isn’t sure if he should say. Perhaps it’s too naive to say to a man who’s been having sex for 15 years: No, but I want to be the key to unlock you. No, but I think I can change you. 

“Ok. You can try.” He says, running a hand around Charles’ ass and squeezes. 

-

Zandvoort was, as expected, Max’s homecoming party. Charles turns the race over in his head, watching the highlights on F1.com while listening to Sebastian shower. The air conditioning has the delightful smell of a high end hotel and the highlights are enchanting, full of orange smoke that he’d barely noticed while racing. P5 is good, just out of the podium places, but safely ahead of Carlos who came in 7th. The ache in his shoulders feels like a warm blanket of promise: the next race will be better. 

Sebastian let him into his room before retreating into the shower. He’s sulking and moody about spinning. Charles plays the video again and again on his phone as Sebastian tries to drown himself under the rain shower. Valtteri who’s lapping him just manages to avoid T-boning him. Anxiety rises in him, he can’t feel the terror when he’s going around fast corners but it’s different when he watches Arthur, and now Sebastian. 

The shower stops and he shuts his phone off, placing it face down on the nightstand. 

[vonnegutcunt]

the siren song of Instagram Bape ads is calling to me

[extracelestialsims]

ALIEN BAE PT. 2 Photoset!

Bape just has soooo many photos that I love so I had to make a part 2, still has 14 different photos for your home <3

As always no ADS ! Hate that shit

Download on Dropbox below!!

https://www.dropbox.com/s/hln0pkm3j7j9yez/alien%20bae%20pt.%202.package?dl=0

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What is a mook?

The “mook”, “mookbook” or “e-mook” is what most Japanese publishers would call the perfect combination of a (m)agazine and a b(ook) typically produced for a luxury brand and packed together with a gift for its reader. You can find them in Japanese book stores like Kinokuniya or Tsutaya and convenience stores like 7-11, FamilyMart and Lawsons.

I first experienced a mook while walking into the basement level magazine section of Kinokuniya in Bryant Park. These chunky, plastic wrapped, ad heady books caught my eye amongst all the other reads in the aisle. Specifically it was the Bape mook that stood out the most. I was perplexed as to why they would give away a whole Bape bag typically priced at $200+ with the sale of just a $30 magazine. But maybe that was just it, The E-Mook could be a gateway for its reader to become one with the brands community at a lost cost of acquisition. While enjoying the sick freebie, the graphic catalog of that years Bape season left me in wanting to dig deeper into that section of magazine culture.

Despite the alluring gift that is packed with the mook, there is still a whole printed editorial product that it’s paired with that can’t be missed. The content in the magazines usually is related to fashion but range into the hobby or niche genres of magazine publication.

What truly makes the mook different from a magazine is that it is printed with a ISBN (International Standard Book Number) code which is different from the traditional system of magazine codes.

If you want to collect some cool brands product at a fraction of the cost or you want to impress your loved one with a great niche gift, check out your local Japanese book store’s magazine aisle and see what mooks that have to offer!

Written by Jayquel Michael W. @jayquelmichael

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