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sunjaesol · 3 years

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and in the haze you see colours

juke | human soulmate au | title: 5 am // amber run

The first colour she ever saw was purple.

When someone was born, they got to see one colour. To each it was different and often a reflection of one's aura. Julie's aura was purple and, naturally, it was the colour she could see. Which was unfortunate, as there weren't many purple things in life - not naturally, at least.

And so, her entire bedroom was purple. Purple walls and purple sheets and purple stationary. The rest were varying shades of grey. Often times, she asked her parents why some were lighter than others, and they told her about green and blue and red. It sounded like a fairy tale. Red was warm, apparently, and blue was flexible and green was fresh. Despite their best attempts, she couldn't visualise it.

It didn't matter. Once she met her soulmate, she would see all the colours imaginable.

Befriending Flynn was easy. The girl had purple ribbons in her hair and that instantly attracted Julie. Vice versa, Julie's orange dress was a plus for Flynn. Through their deep bond, oranges slowly infused itself in her cornea. Orange, like a child's laughter.

With Carrie came pink. Pink, like the fiery moves of a dancer. It was close to purple, so it wasn't a huge shock to see a bouquet of roses suddenly come alive with colour.

In retrospect, gaining orange and pink wasn't that amazing. Not when she lost her mother while doing so. Placing pink dahlias on her grave was just another punch in the gut.

Years passed and people around her found their soulmates. In freshmen year, so many students gasped and fainted as they crossed eyes with their One. She went to parties and someone would start randomly kissing the other. She went to open mics and watched as her soprano voice accompanied two people finding love. It was as beautiful as it was tragic.

Julie was seventeen and she still hadn't found her soulmate. Statistically, most had by now. Had she not gone to The Orpheum that night, she might’ve waited even longer.

Flynn urged her to go to this new and upcoming band, Sunset Curve, as their sound was someone she’d vibe with. Julie wasn’t really feeling it, drowning in homework and song ideas, but her friend was persistent. They needed a breather from everything and a concert was the perfect remedy. After a quick Google search, she realised they were her age. Curiosity swelled in her chest, wondering how they moved up from open mics or school assemblies to the iconic stage of The Orpheum. The only thing she could note about the band was the drummer’s pink hoodie. That was it.

The venue was packed when they arrived. Boisterous chatter, antsy for the band to come on stage and fill the spaces between the instruments. Glasses chiming of sodas and beers being filled and passed around, the soft hum of pop music blaring from a speaker. Most of the crowd were kids from neighbouring schools and all dressed more alternatively. Though she didn’t see most colours, it was clear as day the band tees were vintage and the trousers were ripped or checkered or both.

She shot Flynn a look. “Are you sure this is our thing?”

“Yes!” Propelling them to the front of the stage and consequently shouldering kids in the ribs, she added: “Their biggest hit is, like, insane. And you’ve been in a funk all week, so you need some insanity. To like, counteract it. I don’t know.”

Julie withheld a pout. She’s been ‘in a funk’, because while she was at Eats & Beats grabbing a coffee, two strangers fawned at the sight of each other. RIght in front of her nose, another couple found. It normally didn’t affect her that much, but it did this time. The girl was sick of hearing about romantical love instead of experiencing it herself. Sure, she had Flynn and Carrie and her family, but…

But she wanted that. She wanted more. And with each ticking hour, it felt less and less viable. Where was the One for her?

The lights dimmed and the pop music stopped, smoke drifting across the stage as the audience began hollering and whistling. Egging the band to get on and give a performance worth watching. The hyped-up teens pushed everyone to the front, now Julie and Flynn forced to crane their necks to watch.

The drummer came on first, all applauding for him as he took his seat and started a drum beat that quickly upped in tempo. It swept them up in an atmosphere, heads bobbing and feeling that rise in anticipation.

Then the bassist came. His dark jacket glittered in the overhead lights, the flannel peaking beneath almost hinting at orange but remaining grey. He added to the beat, bringing in a bassline that had feet bouncing and more people cheering. The mic at the front remained empty, teasing its explosion of lyrics and electricity.

Finally, at the crescendo of sound, the frontman stormed on. He was all charm and smirks and cut-offs and blazing purple shoes. That caught her off guard, eyes dropping to the ultraviolet sneakers. A shock of colour amidst the grey.

His raspy voice belted out lyrics, a grin pulling on Julie’s face at the musicality. Grabbing Flynn’s hand, they jumped around with the other people. Their music was insane. It was fast and clashing and aggressive and raw.

With her neck in its odd position, she observed the singer for a beat. He was… hot. That was all Julie could think. He was hot. His hair falling perfectly right, big eyes, the smile breaking all lines in his face like a beautiful mosaic. Humming like an undercurrent was a buzz right beneath her ribs. Snug and warm, which could’ve been the vibrations from the amps, but it felt different. A good different.

They were in their fourth song when it happened. The band was kicking and jumping around, singing about making it big and not looking down, skyrocketing to stardom, when it happened.

The lead singer dropped to his knees and let the guitar riff bleed to the front row. The audience hollered, Julie laughing in delight at the expert playing, when her and the guy’s gazes met.

He yelped, music stopping short as he careened over the edge and crashed to the floor. Simultaneously, Julie felt the air knocked out of her lungs, losing balance and falling into Flynn. Her eyes were shrivelling with heat, as if hit with the embers of a campfire. A hammer slammed down on the buzz in her chest, electrifying the feeling till it was nearly unbearable.

Her eyes shot open. And then there was colour.

The crowd dispersed in fright. Gasps and gawks echoed to the back, curious murmurs carefully watching the guy and the girl come to their senses.

“Flynn,” she exclaimed, grabbing for her friend. “Flynn, I can-”

Except she wasn’t there, joining the rest of the crowd further back. The bassist and drummer were watching on, baffled.

Oh. Her stare drifted to the squirming boy on the floor. Oh.

Luke scrambled upright, instantly coming face to face with Front Row Girl and all the colours he has wished to see forever. His eyes were burning from shock and euphoria, greys and whites bleeding out of his bloodstream.

Her hands grasped for his face, worried, lips forming words he hardly registered but vaguely processed as ‘asking if he was okay.’

“Y-yeah, yeah,” he stuttered, his gaze racing across her features to wholly take her in.

Warm skin and wide, brown eyes and dark lashes and curled, pink lips and a pointed chin and glossy, long curls dancing against her cheeks and soft hands and red - she was wearing red. His colour. His soulmate.

He laughed. “Hi.”

She matched it, giggling. “Hey.”

“Hi,” he sighed, still in disbelief that she was his soulmate. His soulmate. His soulmate. The One.

Her trembling smile softened, thumbs swiping across his cheekbones. “You have really pretty eyes,” she whispered.

Her own were shining with unshed tears and he felt himself choking up too. Never in a million years did he think he’d meet his soulmate. To him, it had always been music. Sure, it sounded nice, but he knew he shouldn’t be yearning for it. He had his friends - his aura was red and he gained pink from Alex and yellow from Reggie.

But suddenly she was here. She was really here.

“You’re- pretty-” he stumbled, causing her to laugh again.

Yeah, there was no way he’d be able to continue the gig. The Orpheum was a big deal, but meeting your soulmate? Most monumental moment of anyone's life.

There was so much colour now. So much life. There was so much more than just music and red and pink and yellow to enjoy. (Songs swirled in his mind though, exciting him to the bone as his hands slid to grab her own. Winking all coy, like the best was yet to come.)

“Do you wanna talk?” he rushed out after.

She nodded. “Yeah. You- uh- your band-”

Their fingers intertwined, warmth dancing in his heart. “Doesn’t matter,” he chuckled. “Really does not matter right now.”

The light of a camera flash and exhilarated screams of ‘soulmates!’ ripped them from their bubble. The bassist jumped offstage and clapped Luke on the back, whispering at him to go to the alley. Leading her away, there was no sense of doubt in their steps. Luke didn’t know her name, she maybe didn’t know his. None of that mattered. There was colour now.

From the alleyway, they found themselves wandering around the Strip as they talked for ages. Her name was Julie, his was Luke, they were musicians, they were seventeen, their auras were purple and red, he decided he adored her smile the most and she his twinkling eyes.

“I think they’re green,” Julie said, peering into his eyes. She was impossibly close and it sort of took his breath away. “They’re fresh.”

“Fresh?” he grinned.

She didn’t lean back - she didn’t want to, his soul simply enigmatic - and asked him the same question. “What are mine?”

His expression softened, a smile twitching on his lips. They’re beautiful. “Brown, I think,” he said instead. “Not sure though. You wanna figure it out tomorrow?”

Her stride halted, their grasp on each other nearly yanked apart. His brows raised expectantly. It was there - that invisible, innate, sense of understanding. It wasn’t just colour. It was the refusal to look at colour alone, ever again. It was insane for the both of them, how their rushing thoughts slotted all puzzle pieces together without a hitch. It had that satisfying click-click-click sound, like dominoes.

Luke found himself coming back to her, the space between them disappearing till their arms pressed together and there were no forces tugging them together. It was all themselves.

“I have a book about colour,” Julie eventually said. “We can learn them all.”

He smirked. “I can tell you your lips are pink.”

“Yours are too.”

“Yeah?” he teased.

But then she lifted a finger and pressed against the plump skin. His heart stopped short at the sensation. Before he gave into the instinct to pucker them and kiss it, her hand dropped.

Julie grinned. “And now they’re red.”

When Luke kissed her, hers were red too.

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@blush-and-books @bluefirewrites @unsaidjulie @willexx @unsaid-emily @ourstarscollided @pink-flame @constantly-singing @stydixa

#juke #jatp fanfiction #julie and the phantoms #otp: i think we make each other better #bitches always be using colour.... im bitches

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milkie-chan · 3 years

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𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖.

e. kirishima x fem! reader x k. bakugou

contains: dubious consent, manipulation, emotional blackmail(i think?), blow jobs, slight cum eating, mentioned size kink, subby bakugou, dominate kirishima, slight degradation, over stimulating, female receiving oral, cum eating.

word count: 2,546

notes: god I want a dommy eijirou and a subby bakugou duo. so bad.

Kirishima was attractive, you could say that much. He was monstrously tall, reaching 7’ and possibly still growing, with muscles that didn’t need his quirk to be rock hard. He had multiple girls fawning over him, even as a sidekick, it was scary to think the power he would have when he broke away to start his own agency. He would have endless amounts of women more than happy to crawl into bed with him. That’s why you didn’t feel so bad about this whole thing.

Kirishima was attractive, but he wasn’t your type.

Your type was someone meaner, someone with a sharper tongue and a nasty glare. Kirishima was just too sweet, too polite. Even as he towered over you, almost two feet taller, he was careful to never push you around. To never demand anything of you. He treated everyone gently with copious amounts of chivalry. It was how he had founded himself, and how he would market himself as a hero. It suited him. It just wasn’t exactly what you were into. No, you liked his best friend. Another sidekick for a different agency, but him and Kirishima were often together in their free time. Bakugou Katsuki had your full attention since the moment you had first collided with him in the hall and he had cursed you out. He was mean, he was rough, he was who you wanted. But while he had your full attention, it was almost impossible for you to get his. That’s why you devised your little plan. If you got close enough to Kirishima, maybe you could be around Bakugou more. Maybe you could get his attention. Maybe you could finally end up with him.

At first you felt bad. Kirishima was so sweet, so easy to flirt with and get the attention of. Without a doubt he would make a good boyfriend, and maybe if you had never met Bakugou you would have gone for him, if not simply out of boredom. You weren’t a good person, you had accepted that long ago, but Kirishima was. For a second you almost hesitated in using him. But only for a second. You had him following after you like a puppy in two weeks, eager grins and bashful hands drawing you in— at least that’s how he saw it. Whenever Bakugou was around you amped it up. You let your own hands wander, keeping it just within tasteful as you glanced over at the blond. You only caught his gaze once, something unknown in his crimson eyes as he studied your actions upon his best friend. It was thrilling. It was promising.

Everything was going to plan. Everything was working out— you were sure you just about had him. So maybe you should have ignored it. Should have shrugged it off as hearing things. Your imagination was getting ahead of you at work, maybe. Yet, you would know that voice anywhere. The gruff “shit” hissing from behind a closed door. Most everyone had gone home, you hadn’t even realized Bakugou had stopped by. Hell, you thought Kirishima was gone already.

You should have put the pieces together, but you were too excited to see him. Too excited at the prospect of having him to yourself. The door opened with a little push, and there you froze.

Sitting with his back flush to Kirishima’s chest, his dick fisted in the red head’s hand as he threw his head back against his shoulder. Bakugou’s face was burning, a groan leaving his lips as he tried to thrust up into Kirishima’s hand. Another hand held his hip down against the desk, though, a cocky smirk on the red head’s face as he whispered something in Bakugou’s ear. Whatever was said had his eyes snapping open, focusing on you. “Shit! Eijirou-!” He was cut short as Kirishima’s thumb traced over the head of his cock, smearing pre-cum along the red, swollen tip.

“Hi n/n.” Kirishima smiled kindly, so out of place for what he was currently doing. “Come on in.”

Maybe it was because your mind felt miles away, or the look on Bakugou’s face, but something had you stupidly stumbling forwards. You pressed your back flush to the door, hearing it click shut behind you. “Wh...what is….?”

“Locked please. I think three is already a crowd, don’t you Katsuki?” He was moving his hand leisurely now, drawing tiny curses from the blond.

“Stop— fucking around! Shitty-hair.” He was practically panting now, back arching as the muscles in his thighs strained. His eyes never left yours, though, seemingly hyper focused on your reaction.

“Well?” Kirishima coaxed, his voice almost poisonous with how sweet it sounded in the air. “Aren’t you going to come over here?”

“I don’t understand.” It was the only thing you could muster, thoughts practically a tornado in your mind. What the hell was going on. “You two are-? But you- I- I don’t get it?”

Kirishima chuckled and his hand slowly stopped pumping, earning another groan from Katsuki, “Like I haven’t noticed how you check him out. I know you were using me.”

Your face caught fire with shame and you sunk against the door.

“But that’s alright. We can share. Right Katsuki?” His thumb pressed against a vein in his cock and Bakugou’s head once again thumped back against Kirishima’s shoulder. “Now come on. Why don’t you help him out?”

It only took you one more moment to decide to move your legs. You felt like you were floating as you approached the desk Bakugou was sat upon. You glanced once more up at Kirishima, but were unable to hold his gaze for long. Still too ashamed, you settled on paying attention to Bakugou— mostly his cock. It was painfully engorged, all from Kirishima’s teasing. It was monstrous, and as your fingers closed around the base, replacing Kirishima’s, you wondered if you could even fit half in your mouth. You have a few languid pumps before lowering your top half across the desk, tongue lolling out to drag along the underside of his dick. His hands dug into the desk on either side of his hips, crimson gaze unwavering as you licked up to his tip. Tongue flat you tasted the remnants of his smeared precum, mouth already watering more to help prepare you. You wrapped your lips around the tip, sucking softly before lowering your head further along his length. As expected, you got halfway and then you began to struggle to accommodate him. Instead of pushing it, you bobbed back up, returning to pay attention to the tip with your tongue.

“F-fuck— shit— so good.” Bakugou rocked his hips the best he could, both of Kirishima’s hands resting on them was making it hard to do so. Both males’ attentions were focused solely on you as you bobbed along half of Bakugou’s length, eyelashes fluttered as you looked up at him.

“There you go.” Kirishima’s thumbs were drawing circles in Bakugou’s hips. “So good for us. Such a needy slut.” It was unclear who he was talking to, but his tone made a shiver go down your spine nevertheless. “I think he deserves more now, don’t you?” You hummed around his length, unsure what Kirishima meant. You began to move back up to ask, but a large hand moved to the back of your head and grabbed your hair. No longer was his gaze friendly and sweet, not as he plunged to back down against Bakugou’s length. You gagged as it was forced down the back of your throat, scrapping painfully as your nose was buried in the scruffy blond hair at the base.

Your eyes were watering as you struggled to pull back, but he kept you there easily with one hand. Your hands now gripped Bakugou’s thighs, as if to ground yourself as you tried to breathe through your nose. The blond’s hips jerked again, not helping your case as tears fell down your cheeks. “Shit.” It was Kirishima cursing this time, using your hair to draw you back up Bakugou’s length. He plunged you back down again with little warning, but you were more prepared this time, a groan of pain muffled around the dick in your mouth. “So fucking hot. Isn’t she so fucking hot Katsuki? How does she feel?” Bakugou could only moan in response as Kirishima continued to maneuver your mouth against his length. There was no point in fighting it, so instead you focused on breathing when you could.

When you were sure Bakugou was about to cum, length twitching erratically in your throat, Kirishima drew you back completely. “What the fuck shitty-hair?” Bakugou panted, but his glare focused on you.

“Just give me a second.” Kirishima removed himself from behind the blond, walking around the table to grasp your chin and tilt your face up. His thumb absently rubbed a hanging tear from your jawline, “You’re doing so good. Can you keep making him feel good on your own now?” You numbly nodded, making his grin stretch, “Such a good girl. Katsuki, you’re allowed to touch her now.”

Whatever they had agreed upon before, Kirishima’s words released the blond. In an instant his strong fingers were in your hair, drawing you back down to his cock. Obediently you opened your lips, allowing him to fuck up into your throat. “Shit shit shit.” He groaned, tossing his head back, “I’ve wanted this for so fucking long.” His admittance had your heart racing in your chest, almost loud enough to block out the sound of Kirishima’s pants dropping to the floor. Almost enough to numb you of the sensation of your pin skirt and panties being pulled down to your knees.

You mumbled a complaint as you tried to wriggle out of Kirishima’s hands, but Bakugou held you fast against his groin, keeping you trapped. Kirishima’s fingers graced your folds, drawing a sharp whine from your throat as you continued to try and wriggle away. “Sh sh.” He leaned over your form, breath hitting the shell of your ear as he rutted against your ass, “You’ve been using me this whole time, I only think it’s fair. Don’t you?” He used a hand to line himself up, head pushing against your entrance. You were no virgin, but you could easily tell that it would be a stretch. “I got you want you wanted, so let me have what I want.” After some hesitation you relaxed against his hold, allowing him to sink further in. The continued stretch drew another whine, causing Bakugou’s hips to buck harder into your mouth.

It hurt, even with the slick dribbling down your thighs, aroused simply from pleasuring Bakugou, but it was hardly enough to accommodate Kirishima’s size. Bakugou’s cock was long with some weight to it, making your jaw ache as you stretched to accommodate him. Kirishima’s felt like a monster, though. You were almost glad you couldn’t see, as if perceiving it would make it worse.

When he bottomed out you groaned, eyes rolling into the back of your head as his tip lay flush with your cervix. You’d never been this full before, you feared if you would ever be the same again. He gave you a moment to adjust, grinding his hips against your ass to garner a bit more friction while he waited. As soon as you began to move your hips in tandem with his, his hands found your waist and he drew back. Your walls fluttered around the emptiness, as if trying to coax him back in, and his tip strained your entrance. Again he sat there for a moment, watching as you wiggled your ass back in search for him, pleads in the form of whimpers around Bakugou’s cock trying to entice him back in. When he sunk back in he set a rough and fast pace, drawing broken and choked mewls from your throat.

“Fuck, fuck so good. You feel so good.” Kirishima moaned, fingertips tearing into your flesh, “Such a fucking good cunt. So hot and messy for me.”

“Eiji— fuck— I’m gonna cum—“ Bakugou’s movements were becoming sloppier, his length twitching wildly against your tongue.

“Not yet.” Kirishima panted, “Wait for me.”

Bakugou groaned at the command, dropping a hand from your hair to tighten his fingers around the base of his cock, trying to keep himself from coming undone.

You were coming undone, though, around both of their cocks. Your climax rising fast and hard, you could no longer hold yourself up, instead letting them use your body as they please. You were a rag doll in their grip, pitiful moans and gasps smothered around Bakugou’s smoldering cock.

“I can’t— fuck! I can’t.” Bakugou’s grip around his own cock loosened, hot ropes of cum shooting deep into your throat. It took every last ounce of control you had to swallow around his length, not wanting to choke all the while you were starting to see black dots in your vision. When Bakugou released your hair you pulled back with a gasp, tongue lolling out as your grip on his thighs tightened.

“Mm gonna— cum— I’m going to cum!” Your voice sounded pitiful, hoarse and whiny as Kirishima continued to abuse your cunt.

“That’s it.” Kirishima’s voice sounded barely any better, his movements becoming erratic as he neared his own edge. “Cum for me, cum all over my cock.” It was the last push you needed to send you over the edge, letting out a shrill moan as your back arched and he bottomed out for the last time. He came in tandem with you, chest heaving as he watched your body tremble beneath his.

Still unable to stand, he had to lift you on to the desk, his cock leaving your warm cunt with a definite pop, semen dripping down your thighs. Bakugou watched with a hungry gaze, adjusting himself so he could better see your fucked out state perched next to him. “Since you didn’t wait, I think it’s only fair that you have to clean up the mess, don’t you Katsuki?”

“How the fuck was I supposed to wait when you were making her moan like crazy around my dick?” He snapped back, but didn’t hesitate to adjust himself further. He grabbed your thigh, dragging your body to face his as he hooked it over his shoulder.

“Wh— wait a minute I—“ you had little time to process as he licked a clean line up your thigh, collecting the bit of Kirishima’s cum that had spilled in the transfer. He didn’t wait much longer than that to dig in, vigorously eating the other man’s cum out of your spent cunt. “Baku-bakugou oh my god—“ it felt good, too good. You were still reeling from your last climax, the next one building painfully fast.

Kirishima’s hands began to knead gentle circles into your hips, trailing small kisses along your neck as he intently watched Bakugou eating you out. “That’s it, good girl. Cum again. Cum for us again.” He began to trail his hands up, working at the buttons on your shirt, “Again and again and again. Just let us use you, and we’ll make sure you feel good. Okay?”

Maybe they could both be your type, after all.

#kirishima eijirou #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #kiribaku x reader #dub con #reader insert #my hero academia x you #phew this was a lot #let me know what you think!!

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sugar-petals · 4 years

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Thoughts about blackpink lisa kibbe type? I think she leans as a Flamboyant natural with cute and youthful facial features. She has long limbs, big hands, blunt shoulders and extremely long vertical line. Since you typed jennie, rose and jisoo i want thoughts about blackpink lisa if you agree or not.

kibbe style comparison: lisa (flamboyant gamine) VS namjoon (flamboyant natural)

(+ some notes on hoseok)

i found the arguments for flamboyant gamine in the fandom pretty convincing. once you look at what kind of lines suit her, you see why pretty fast, i’ll show you what i mean with pictures.

once you see her in that type of outfit, it’s apparent how flamboyant natural can’t do anything for her style-wise — it doesn’t exhaust her options or brings out her character.

monochrome look, bulky and very wide material, sportswear, casual outfit and hair, understated make-up, oversized shirt:

... doesn’t hit home, lisa is no longer dominating the look. there are much more memorable styles possible. mind you, this is not inherently bad styling, it’s just not flattering for her case. yes, this can be surprisingly glamorous on someone! they just need to have natural lines, i’ll show you later in the thread.

meanwhile, flamboyant gamine clothes feel more customized on her. it’s very ‘lisa’, she carries that style effortlessly without being drowned out. naturals couldn’t pull that level of accessorizing off no matter how much they tried.

small ribbon details, stripes, sailor style, ruffled hair, strong red lip and whispy bangs, overally cute rather than casual look: sweet! her face steals the show, not the other way around. she looks great here.

let’s amp it up. cropped geometrics with a dose of sparkle, small sharp geometrics, fitted clothes with several colors at play, typical gamine line break: feels right, interesting and sexy. the bangs could have more contrast, but other than that: perfect and very memorable. especially the top fits her so well.

strong random mix of yin and yang — pearls on asymmetric suit, minimal waist emphasis, more square details, shorts & one shoulder free, very unflexible fabric (as opposed to romantic fabrics that flow): very eye-catching but still doesn’t distract too much from her.

you see the difference. she can handle all that detailing and randomness and quite some glamor. naturals are made to dress down, but gamines can go the other way, pretty far i’d say, with many materials.

because: all gamines are not just good but great at wearing innovative fashion with clashing genres. you can put them into the strangest combinations and it works as a standard outfit.

because their body is a clash of lines: adorable doll face with the skinny limbs of a dramatic, just shorter, even if tallness is possible. plus a little bit of natural muscle around the shoulders. lisa is just that. the face and body are like from different people. espcially the face, so much rounded, soft yin that’s nowhere else in her physique.

it’s the essence of gamine, a youthful mix of lines that catches you by surprise. you know it from yoongi, same principle. kibbe calls their impression fun and vibrant, and i’m starting to see why.

for comparison. the lines of flamboyant natural are the same everywhere. there’s no contrast. wide face, wide chest, wide thighs, wide arms, wide hands, wide brows, wide cheeks, wide neck. they are HUGE, never truly lean.

no doll face or short skinny limbs in sight. it’s the most massive type, you can’t get past them because they’re a solid block. namjoon fills every frame, he’s flamboyant natural incarnate. this type looks like a raging sports machine.

and not just the guys of this type, it’s the exact same for female FNs. look at giant pink, she is a soldier. FN is by default very mature and strong-looking.

whereas lisa comes across as sweet, petite and narrow which all gamines do. the vertical line is moderate, the frame is not athletic. the limbs are short, close-set. gamines always leave a cute expression, flamboyant naturals have a ‘hard and heavy-hitting’ silhouette that towers over everyone.

and the styling follows suit for FN, you have to dress this type just like an athlete. where lisa’s sporty grey outfit looks underwhelming, it becomes charming, cozy and perfectly simplistic on namjoon. on naturals, sportswear and underdressing doesn’t look sloppy or boring, instead it becomes just right:

you can put super-large, flowing and bulky outfits on FN without a problem.

meanwhile, namjoon comes across as a little funny with gamine-esque sailor stripes. you wouldn’t even notice it on lisa, on him it sticks out like a sore thumb as if some optical illusion shit is going on 😂

let’s try stage wear. namjoon is a bit lost when they put a multi-color glitter concept on him. it’s not a bad outfit (save the chaotic tie maybe), but the certain something is missing. it feels like it’s hiding him a little.

naturals truly shine — as the name says — in nature. beach wear, leisure, loose clothes, ‘no effort’. make namjoon a relaxed holiday boy. it’s perfect on him, everything blends together.

put a straw hat on lisa and photograph her at the beach, something’s not right.

flamboyant gamine has a way different archetype. they’re great as punk boys and girls, high school crushes, whirlwinds, tomboys, rebels, game changers. they can go wild using all sorts of materials and it make you go wow, what a body.

flames, dual color bob cut, gloves, sexy jeans shorts, accurate bangs, crop top, it feels like she isn’t even getting started and she’ll steal your guy and your girl. oh man, lisa!!

compare again. flamboyant natural starts to look hilariously uncle or aunt-like if you do as much as use one experimental thing on them. no pattern mix possible, and it doesn’t highlight their sex appeal.

meanwhile, as we saw, lisa’s outfit is meh when she’s not (!) experimenting. flamboyant natural, on the other hand, looks their best if you don’t do much at all. you have to throw the simplest, baggiest things on them. no wild colors or strange cuts. oh my, he just radiates. from meme uncle to husband material.

what looks like jesus just descended to the earth on flamboyant natural is way too large and unfitted on flamboyant gamines (see hoseok below, he shares types with lisa). it completely kills their sexy vibe.

the outfit looks boring and makes them disappear behind all that fabric. you don’t notice the cute face anymore. flamboyant gamines are the born fashionistas screaming for experimental stylings, baggy natural type clothes are simply too minimal and gigantic on them.

they suddenly look older and tired, it fails to highlight them. which is such an irony because gamines radiate youth and energy. but like this, they’re completely gone from our radar:

they’re too petite to carry the fabric, and it’s not constructed enough. if you’re a flamboyant gamine and want to hide, use a flamboyant natural outfit. it’s like camouflage fo the face since the outfit is so large and undemanding of your body lines.

put some oversized winter coats on namjoon, oh wonder... it makes him even more charismatic.

it feels like he has the frame for it. you look directly at the face. because the rest fits together so well and doesn’t mess with the eye. namjoon can carry a singular block of color with no problems.

flamboyant natural: the more low maintenance, the better. the less they try, the sexier it gets. it literally needs the most uninspiring soccer dad clothes for them.

with hobi, it’s the same idea as for lisa: flamboyant gamine can go far with styling. the exact opposite direction as with namjoon. you can dress them in the most extra items, no holding back. bring the camp and all the effect fabrics, tattoo them, give them chains and gloves, style their hair to the moon and back. and they still look like they could add some more!

if you have five outfits prepared for flamboyant gamine? you can put them all on at the same time! fuzzy glitter and comic shirt, nothing out of the ordinary. it’d look too much on any other type.

BONUS: flamboyant gamines are killing the “rebel army leader” style. there’s a lot going on and it’s fitted. they could exaggerate it even more and it’d look good.

man, just look at that. we have the line break, heavy lip, eyeliner, sharp shoulders, tight cuts, and lots of details.

so, i’m pretty sure lisa is in that kibbegory. the takeaway here is:

FG has many options, FN keeps it easy.

the less suitable kibbe style will make you look older and hide you.

flamboyant gamines can experiment all day and compile as many contrasting accessories as possible. lisa pulls it off.

FN has the same lines everywhere: wide, wide, tall, and wide, and more wideness. FG have unpredictable looks that fuse cute faces with sharp yang bodies.

#anon #ask #cub mail 🐆#kibbe #lisa #namjoon #hoseok #long post #bts #blackpink #analysis

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granblue-fantasies · 4 years

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Between Frost and Flame

Aglovale x Reader x Percival

NSFW. To fulfill the multiple requests for these two from my Sharing is Caring event.

You had been taking a break from your duties in Wales Castle in your favorite fashion - draped across a chaise lounge with a book in hand - when Percival approached you with a proposition.

“I depart for Feendrache a few days,” he said stiffly, his chin held high, “and I would ask you to accompany me.”

You balked, your book slipping from your fingers and tumbling to the floor. His sudden invitation had caught you completely off-guard.

“Accompany you?” you could only echo, cheeks flushing. “My lord, I—“

Aglovale’s deep chuckle sounded from a doorway at the opposite end of the room, announcing his presence and startling you and Percival both.

“So you plan to steal my dearest vassal away from me?” he chided. “Percival... You know I won’t let such a brazen attempt go unchallenged.”

The sounds of shifting armor and heavy footsteps drawing steadily nearer raised the hair on the back of your neck. You saw ire spark in Percival’s eyes as he watched his brother approach, and noticed his hands ball momentarily into fists before he squared his shoulders and faced the king with dignity.

You swallowed thickly around the lump in your throat, heart fluttering in nervous anticipation. Your previous encounters with the king and his younger brother hadn’t left you any less enamored with either of them.

And upon learning this, a rematch was declared.

NSFW, lewd naughtiness below!

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The two proud men bore down on you with a voracity that bordered on barbaric. Had it not been for your deep affinity for both of them and your knowledge of their finer characters, you might have mistaken their true natures for that of common brigands. But you’d been playing along with this game of theirs for a while now. You knew it well, and you were a willing - and equally insatiable - participant.

Though one couldn’t deny the impropriety, you were shocked and delighted when the royal brothers endeavored to ravish you right there where you lay. There were some skills and habits you’d picked up during your time here that lent themselves well to the situation at hand.

Percival’s hot-blooded nature fueled a fiery appetite, and to bend you over and take you suddenly and impulsively was his guilty pleasure. Some time ago you’d began cutting out the gussets of your undergarments, so he need only push up your petticoats to gain access to you whenever he wished.

The king, meanwhile, was exceedingly fond of calling you to his side in private appointment. You usually spent a significant portion of those intimate meetings on your knees. Not because he didn’t respect you, no; he simply savored the many long sessions you’d spend beneath his desk, at his bedside, or even before his throne, devoutly worshiping his cock and balls with the passionate caresses of your lips and tongue.

Each of the two, therefore, had his own favorite post to assume, and each hell-bent on staking their claim on you once and for all.

Aglovale cradled your cheek in his hand, gazing down at you with a warm and benevolent air even as he fucked your mouth in slow, decadent thrusts. Your head was tilted against the cobalt velvet of the armrest, and angled so as to grant him the most convenient access.

“Such a good girl,” he praised, “You please me so.”

You hummed in delight at his words, bobbing your head along his shaft and trying to coax him deeper. He stroked your cheek with his thumb and slid his girthy cock down the back of your throat, watching with approval as you strained to take his full, magnificent length. There was something so overpowering, so hypnotic about him — his deeply reverberating voice, his gentle touch upon your face, his very being commanded your adoration. It made you enjoy the way your throat seized to fight its natural reflex, muscles straining as his throbbing clock slid ever deeper. With fervent devotion, you strove to embody the perfect instrument of his pleasure.

Can he not see how completely she submits to me, and with such passion? Aglovale mused, glancing at his brother. She shapes herself to fit me, she bends to my will. She is mine.

Percival held one of your legs up in the air as he fucked you sideways, his hips snapping back and forth with precision. The velvety warmth of your cunt seemed to draw him in deeper, that heavenly sensation that drove him to seek you out at every opportunity. Only one thing marred this moment... The presence of Aglovale. Percival gritted his teeth at the sight of you blissfully sucking his elder brother’s cock.

Always so selfish, brother, he thought wryly. It makes you short-sighted. How many times have you used her so, unaware that my seed was likely dripping down her thighs all the while?

His pride swelled as he felt you rocking your hips into his thrusts, knowing he was the one your body was aching for. He drove himself harder inside you, bottoming out and grinding his cock in deep. The quick, confident tempo of his thrusts incited a steadily building pressure deep in your belly. As he reached down to gently tease your swollen clit you bucked your hips and groaned, your walls clenching down hard around his shaft.

Enjoy her service while it lasts, Aglovale, he seethed. Soon she won’t be able to use that mouth of hers for anything other than screaming my name.

You were in the throes of ecstasy, your moans of desperate delight echoing up into the coffered ceilings. Aglovale’s deep, slow thrusting against your face did somewhat muffle your cries, but Percival amped up his fierce pounding, eager to hear you gasp his name around his elder brother’s cock.

Aglovale’s gaze slid to meet Percival’s in a silent taunt. He relaxed his body and let the plush slickness of your mouth and throat carry him towards climax at last. With a sly gleam in his eyes he ran his fingers through your hair and pulled your head against his hips, slamming his cock down your throat and pumping his cum deep inside you. Your body shuddered as you choked it down, your eyes squeezed shut and tears beading at your lashline. But when you’d swallowed every drop and your eyes opened once again, you looked up at Aglovale with dazed and delirious adoration.

His stomach twisting with fury at the sight, Percival hammered into you even harder than before, as if to punish you for your disloyalty. You gasped and pulled back from Aglovale, long strings of saliva and cum trailing from his dick to your parted lips.

“You’ll cum for me,” Percival snarled, and you writhed under his relentless assault, your hand sinking down between your spread legs. As you frantically massaged your clit you felt Percival grinding the head of his dick inside you where he knew you liked it most; panting and whimpering you drew nearer and nearer to your climax. He chuckled triumphantly between his own ragged breaths, watching you come unraveled beneath him.

Aglovale took this opportunity to lean down and murmur something in your ear; filthy words meant only for you, utter blasphemy on the lips of a king.

Percival saw this — he watched his brother’s mouth move, felt your pussy pulse in wild desire in response, and his heart burned with indignation until your next move soothed him. You reached your free hand out to Percival in yearning and he grasped it, lacing your fingers together as you pulled him closer to you and crested the peak of your release. You orgasmed nearly in unison, your cunt milking his throbbing cock and drawing his hot seed deep into your womb. He was too overcome with bliss to notice Aglovale stroking your hair as you rode out the shockwaves of pleasure that wracked your body.

Face flushed and chest heaving, you lay sprawled across the chaise in a breathless stupor as the men pulled back and righted themselves.

“I’ll send for you tonight,” Aglovale whispered in your ear, audibly smirking. “You will come to me.”

Before you could answer he straightened up and turned to take his leave.

“Percival,” he tossed over his shoulder, his calm demeanor suddenly stern, forbidding. “You won’t have her again.”

He stepped over the threshold and was gone.

Percival scoffed and pulled you into his embrace as his brother left the room.

“Come with me,” he said, kissing the top of your head and stroking your leg tenderly. “We can leave tonight. I can make the arrangements at once.”

Your heart raced.

The taste of Aglovale was still on your tongue, Percival’s seed hot and wet between your thighs.

You hadn’t even caught your breath yet.

How in God’s name were you supposed to decide?

#gbf percival #gbf aglovale #granblue fantasy #gbf fanfiction #gbf imagines #request event #requests #sharing is caring #gbf reader insert

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bffsoobin · 4 years

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redamancy

↳after snagging the boy of your dreams, you walk on cloud nine around all of your friends. Life is perfect. Beomgyu is perfect. Except for one thing. When will he say I love you?

find the moodboard here

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➤ fluff, vaguely 60s!au, Beomgyu playing guitar!

Word Count: 1,937

A/N: This is the second and final part of my collab with @bloomingjun who made the lovely moodboard you see at the top! I hope you’ve all enjoyed my vague 60s references in this fic :)

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Elizabeth sat at the foot of your bed as you rummaged through your closet. You were already clothed in a white sleeveless turtleneck top as you flipped through all of the plaid skirts you had collected.

“Should I go with yellow, black or blue?” you pondered over the three skirts, waiting for one to jump out at you. Elizabeth approached you with a critical eye and took the skirts from your hands. She handed you each one in turn so that you could press it against your waist and simulate the look of the whole outfit. It was so quiet as she thought that you could hear your brother’s Beatles record playing in the next room over. After you tried all three and still had no answers from your best friend you became annoyed. “Elizabeth, please. I need your help.” You knew you sounded whiney but you didn’t care. She had promised to help you get ready for this date with Beomgyu and she was slacking big time.

“Okay, in my opinion I think the yellow looks best. That way you can wear your white boots too. But honestly, Y/N. You could wear a paper bag and Beomgyu would think you look pretty.” she sighed wistfully and plopped back into your pillows. You shimmied into the yellow plaid garment and sat down next to Elizabeth on the bed, clutching the stuffed bear that Beomgyu won you on your first date. In the back of your mind, you knew she was right. Ever since your first amusement park date with Beomgyu, the two of you have been basically inseparable.

“You don’t know that. He’s sweet, but he still hasn’t…” your voice trailed into silence as Elizabeth sighed.

“Don’t lie to yourself.” Elizabeth heaved herself up to hug you from the side. “You got the best boy out of that group.” Her sweet voice soured and you knew she was referring to her failed date with Beomgyu’s older friend, Yeonjun.

“‘M sorry that Yeonjun was such a bummer.” you offered loosely.

“He wasn’t just a bummer! He bugged out on me.” she whined loudly into your shoulder.

“And he’s an idiot for it. Even Beomgyu agrees. He told me all about how he called Yeonjun and told him he was being way too much of a square to be his friend. They even didn’t talk for a few days over him bugging out on you.” Elizabeth offered a tiny smile at the knowledge. Suddenly the doorbell rang and you jumped out of your skin. Both of your parents were out of the house so you knew you had to rush down to answer the door for who you assumed was Beomgyu. Luckily, you were able to quickly slip on your shoes and grab your purse from its spot on your vanity. Elizabeth trailed behind you, planning to exit your house just after you. You bounded down exactly 12 carpeted steps to get to the living room and open the front door. The smell of freshly cut grass flooded your nose yet your primary concern was the boy standing in front of you. Every time you saw your boyfriend he made your heart flutter. Today, he was wearing a powder blue short sleeved button up and a pair of neatly pressed black slacks.

“Hey, sugar!” His voice was bright as he held out a hand to guide you out of your home. Elizabeth emerged behind you and Beomgyu’s face split into a crooked smile as he regarded her. She offered him a polite wave and patted you on the back as she said her goodbyes. Beomgyu ushered you to the car, making sure that you didn’t have to open your own door. The sleek white convertible was the envy of all your friends and your boyfriend was not afraid to show it off; especially with you sitting inside. He slid into the driver's seat easily, a sleek metal dashboard reflecting his every move. Beomgyu began to drive. You had no idea where the two of you were going but you couldn’t really find it in yourself to care. Downtown was busy this afternoon. Cars lined the streets and people filtered down the sidewalks, apparently all soaking up the sun together on this summer day. You passed the diner you worked at and noted the crowded tables, feeling grateful that you had gotten the day off. As the car came to a stop at a traffic light, you voiced that same thought to Beomgyu.

“Hm, I’m glad you got the day off, too. D’you think you can ask them for a steady schedule? I wanna make the most of our time together. If you had a schedule like that, maybe we could plan a little road trip to the beach.” He reached a hand out to lace into yours so that you could feel the cold metal of his rings against your palm. You hummed happily at the idea of a steady schedule that would allow more concrete plans with your boyfriend. The light turned green again, and Beomgyu kept only one hand on the wheel so that he wouldn’t have to let go of you. Storefronts whirled past until Beomgyu began to slow in order to pull over to the curb. He parked the car and wiggled his hand out of yours. A loud laugh escaped him as he looked you over.

“Your hair,” he took a beat to collect himself as well as he could. “The wind got it all messed up.” With anyone else, you would have shrieked in embarrassment, but you simply allowed Beomgyu to fuss over your hair for you. He was very particular, so you knew he would never let you down. Once he was satisfied, he clapped happily and made his way out of the car. No matter how badly you wanted to open your own car door you sat still; knowing Beomgyu was obsessed with the romantic gesture. The boy linked his hand in yours again and pulled you into a store you didn’t have time to examine.

It was much cooler inside, and as soon as your eyes adjusted to the darker interior you recognized the music shop. Records were carefully stacked on shelves, organized in perfect alphabetical order. Along the back wall, dozens of record players were on display for customers to examine and choose from. Although he had obviously known you were going to end up here, Beomgyu was just as awed as you were.

“Close your mouth or you’re gonna catch flies,” you poked his side in a teasing gesture. He merely faked upset by pressing his lips into a thin line and dropping your hand. Two could play at that game. “Okay, well if you’re going to be a baby I guess I’ll just...wander over there.” Your finger was pointed right at a gaggle of boys huddled together around the discount bin. Backing away slowly, you kept your gaze locked onto Beomgyu so you could see the split second his attitude changed. It didn’t take long before he was lunging toward you and wrapping his arms around your waist protectively.

“Please don’t go over there, sugar. They’ll snatch you right up,” he was surely pouting at the idea, which only made your smile grow fonder. Turning to face him properly, you squished his full cheeks between your cupped hands.

“Well it’s a good thing I have a big, strong boyfriend to scare them away.” Beomgyu keened at your praise and pushed into your hands, obviously thriving under your attention.

“Let me show you what we actually came here for.” He dragged you between the shelves of records, walking in erratic directions that would have made your head spin if he hadn’t been holding your wrist. Eventually you came face to face with a wall of electric guitars in every color you could have dreamed. You traced your fingers over some of the lined up amps and knit your eyebrows together. It was still a mystery as to why Beomgyu wanted to bring you here so badly. He had wandered away a bit, but you could hear his voice talking to someone else so you simply followed the noise. Where you arrived was simply the corner of the store with padded partitions on either side of a stool, a guitar stand and an amp. Your boyfriend stood with his back to you, conversing with a middle aged man in a uniform.

“Beomgyu, what are you doing?” Curiosity got the best of you once the employee walked away.

“I have a surprise!” His eyes were sparkling even under the harsh fluorescents of the music store. He sat down on the stool and produced a black and white electric guitar from a place you hadn’t seen before. A pair of big headphones slid over the top of his head and cushioned his ears. Slowly, you stepped closer to him. He plugged the guitar in with ease only a practiced player could have. His hands curved perfectly around the instrument as if he had placed them there thousands of times. Puzzle pieces began to click together in your brain.

“Do you play guitar?” Part of you already knew the answer already, but you had to ask. Beomgyu simply nodded but you could feel the pride radiating off of him. Your boyfriend was nothing if not confident. You watched on as his skilled fingers plucked the strings to produce a tune you didn’t quite know but enjoyed nonetheless. Beomgyu was truly in his own little world as he played guitar, head bobbing up and down with every note. There was nothing to do but look on in awe. Your heart swelled in your chest at the hidden talent of your already extraordinary boyfriend. The tune didn’t last long because Beomgyu became distracted by the wondered look on your face. He unplugged the guitar and set it aside in favor of waving you over to him. Standing between his legs, you were able to get a better look around the padded booth.

“Can I see the guitar?” Beomgyu picked up the instrument and set it into his lap so that you could easily examine it. It curved easily beneath your fingers, slightly warm from where Beomgyu had just been holding it. The strings were wound perfectly, tightened to the perfect degree in order to produce every note you could want to pluck out. More amazing than the instrument though, was the boy who propped it up.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You weren’t offended, only truly curious as to why he decided to hide such an amazing talent from you. He hid his face behind one of his large hands.

“I dunno. It just never came up, I guess. But that’s why I wanted to bring you here. I wanted you to know two new things about me.” He peered up at you with wide eyes before finally discarding the shiny instrument and standing to his full height. The proximity between the two of you made your eyelids flutter instinctively.

“Two new things?” You inquired, trying to recall anything else out of the ordinary he had done. Beomgyu hummed in confirmation.

“Yeah, two. One, I play guitar. Two,” he waited a beat, letting the general atmosphere of the store sink in on you. “Two is that I’m in love with you.” It was only then that you noticed his hands were shaking between your bodies. You encircled them with your own and brought them up to press a reassuring kiss to the flesh before speaking.

“Hey, guess what? I love you too.”

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manjuhitorie · 4 years

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Shinoda’s Instagram Q&A July 18th 2020 - Part 1

👋How are Retro Tone’s Saddles? 🗣The steel saddles are way worth a shot　　👀 http://astronauts69.com/retrotone/ - https://twitter.com/sho_do_teki/status/1019548356383682561

👋What bandsmen have you been keeping in touch with? 🗣I got calls from Hiroki-san of Lego Big Morl And Adam Touch Takahashi of Bed In (honorifics omitted) I’m usually never the one to hit people up first...

👋What are you doing awake this late? (approx 3AM JST) 🗣Listening to Audrey on the radio 　👀 Audrey are a manzai comedy duo! https://wow-j.com/en/Allguides/other/tips_manners/02304_en/#2

👋 Have you eaten any pudding lately? 🗣I deeply apologize for waiting so long to make this clear. The pudding phase has long ended. We had a good run everyone.

　👀 https://twitter.com/sho_do_teki/status/1245973638550917121 Shinoda had found a pudding recipe on cookpad which requires only a microwave, a single egg, then milk, sugar, and a sprinkle of vanilla essence! This discovery sparked a trend among Hitorie fans, as many were giving it a shot themselves and joining in on the sweetness!

👋 What is your favorite? 🗣My favorite what?

👋 Are you sleepy? 🗣No problems here

👋 What’s your opinion feeling on cicadas? 🗣My opinion is that they’re dogshit

👋 I’m knee-deep in depression right now, what do I do.. 🗣Watch Audrey videos on youtube You’re bound to laugh and whisk the time away, it’s ideal

👋 How are you? 🗣Physically I’m healthy. Mentally I’m so-so.

👋 Did you get ygarshy any presents for his birthday? If you did, what did you get him? 🗣I can’t tell ya bastards.

👋What happened to your smoke machine? 🗣I still have it 　👀 https://twitter.com/sho_do_teki/status/1269167465499521025  For SND’s birthday, ygarshy had gotten him a smoke machine. The kind commonly seen at concerts to add effects.  To quote Shinoda’s reception, he said, “I’m sure y’all got a taste of the level of insanity our bassist is, judging from the MC chat reports of last year’s tour but… This should really set in stone just how insane he is.”

👋Any new song recs? 🗣SUTENEKO by Siamese Cats 　👀 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVSBarQH6ZY

👋Are you still working out? 🗣If it’s okay to say that I’m still at it then.. Yeah I’m still at it.

　👀 He had been developing aches/feeling like he had muscle atrophy due to drawing so much manga. Thus, after even Hitorie’s manager urged him about the necessity to work out, he finally picked it up. Though he did tweet “I was working out while I slept last night, and now I can’t stand up… Fuckkkk thissssss!!” https://twitter.com/sho_do_teki/status/1264486160211951617 So… Fight on, SND!

👋I want to know what you’ve been eating lately! 🗣I’m cooking hamburgers and hotdogs at home

👋What have you been up to? 🗣Listening to Audrey on the radio

👋What are you up to right now👀 🗣Listening to Audrey on the radio

👋 Do you create distortion by using your amp, or by stomping around by your feet? 🗣By my feet

👋 What’s next after the pudding phase? 🗣I’m in a hamburger phase now

👋 Who manga artist you especially like 🗣I’ve always loved Douman Seiman sensei 　👀 https://myanimelist.net/people/12266/Sayman_Dowman

👋 What’s good about Jaguars? (*the car I think) 🗣They look all robotic

👋 What cigarettes have you been smoking? 🗣Marlboro gold

👋 You strike me as the type who talks to himself a lot, so I ask, do you talk to yourself a lot? 🗣Kinda, yeah

👋 What Hitorie songs are best to start out with? 🗣Like Senseless Wonder Or any relatively simple one

👋 What shampoo do you use? 🗣The Seven Eleven one

👋 I can’t make a song.. The day is going to end in vain again..

🗣The day you finally make it will answer everything Or at least we can hope...

👋 How’s your kitty? 🗣I don’t fucking have one

👋 I want to go to a concert 🗣I wanna go tooo

👋 Any RPG recs? 🗣Landstalker You can play it on a SEGA Genesis Mini, go ham on the ungodly maps

👋 I like you? 🗣What?

👋 Do any movies hold a special place in your heart? 🗣9 Souls probably Chihara Junia is so awesome 　👀 https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0370244/

👋Please take a selfie 👣 🗣I can’t right now fella

👋What onigiri filling do you like? 🗣Spicy cod roe and/or tuna

👋I just want to give up on studying for entrance exams. But I can’t. How do you achieve that which you don’t want to do? 🗣I feel like I’ve never ever even achieved that which I don’t want to do.. 👋 Any recent purchases?  🗣 *https://www.jimdunlop.com/cry-baby-mini-wah/

👋 Who’s the greatest genius you know? 🗣Shimoyaka 　👀 Check them out here: https://twitter.com/simoyaka - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9qsoxiPKaY - Tanaka Bunko is the name of Shimoyaka’s doujin group.

👋 Do you ever have troubles or worries? 🗣I do

👋 Which do you recommend out of the great Ghibli 4 playing in theaters? 🗣Well, anything but Mononoke Hime..

👋 My ex girlfriend introduced me, so when I listen the memories come flooding back... 🗣What are you talking about?

👋 I’m torn on whether to cut my hair or not, should I? 🗣Enough already, just cut it.

👋 Do you have a favorite Tanaka Bunko song? 🗣High Score Girl (👀 https://ch.nicovideo.jp/simoyaka/video/so36488388) It sounds like Dinosaur Jr. ( 👀 The western band)

👋 Have you gotten good at any cooking recipes lately? 🗣Do hotdogs count as cooking?

👋 What to do when you can’t sleep 🗣Listen to the radio and stuff

👋 Why don’t you get a kitty?  🗣Laziness and allergies as a joint force are preventing my kitty endeavors

👋 Will you sleep after this? 🗣I don’t know

👋 For my Coming of Age Ceremony, I’m not sure if I should cut my hair into a short bob or let it grow long so I can style it. Which suits your tastes more Shinoda-san?  🗣The short bob 100%

👋 So you like girls with short hair.. Then, what hair color do you like? 🗣I don’t really care as long as it looks good

👋 I slept as this time yesterday, but I woke up at this time today. I want to be reborn as a Marlboro gold cigarette.

🗣It may be wise to not aspire to turn into consumables much

👋 What kind of gear is on your current pedal board? 🗣 *A picture consisting of a BOSS TU3W, Xotic EP Booster, WEED MDW-1 wah, Crowther Hotcake, Electro-Harmoni Nano Bass Big Muff, Arion SCH-Z Stereo Chorus, and BOSS DD-20.

👋 I just woke up, good morning 🗣Good morning

👋 Then I want to be reborn as a bed or sofa 🗣Chill

👋 Time to go to work! Cheer me on! 🗣Have a swell day

👋 I’m job-hunting right now, tell me something 🗣I hope it all works out…

👋 I’m a fan from Taiwan and a guitar newbie, do you have any tips and tricks for pressing chords? 🗣Make sure you’re pressing cleanly, I think

👋 Good morning~ Due to various circumstances I’m living in Tokyo for one month starting today, cheers to our battles to come 🗣Battles!?

👋 After drinking all night yesterday, I fell back to sleep 3 times before finally waking up just now. I woke up out of fear after remembering the news about the man who’s bladder exploded. 🗣That shit’s scary as hell? 　👀 https://nypost.com/2020/06/23/mans-bladder-explodes-after-holding-pee-for-18-hours-after-beer-binge/

👋 As a guitarist/vocalist what are you most careful of? 🗣Don’t wiggle around too much and wear yourself out

👋 Alco and Peace’s radio segments are just too damn good, ain’t they…? 🗣I’ve listened to the skit about Ichiru at an international tournie so many times that I’ve lost count, they’re seriously the best 　👀 They’re a manzai comedy duo too!

👋 What temperature do you keep your air-conditioning at? 🗣It depends but, when I do use it I’ll bring it all the way to 24 degrees celsius.

👋 What are you going to do now? 🗣No idea

👋 Have you ever been approached by fans at festivals or out in town? On that note, is it okay to approach you? (；.Д.) 🗣I have. It depends on the time and place.

👋 I love you. Time to go to work… 🗣Have a nice day

👋 Do you ever go to cat cafes and stuff? 🗣I’ve been.

👋 I’ve been job hunting with no resolution in sight, please give me words of encouragement! 🗣You can do it~

👋 Good morning,,, I bombed my mock exams and would love a picker-upper,,, 🗣Well, mock exams aren’t the end so

👋 What do you think of girls who cheat? 🗣I think they’re girls who cheat

👋 I keep doing Hitorie cover bands but I can’t seem to improve the skill* (I’m the drummer) 🗣I’m amazed that you’re even trying at all

👋 Good morning.. Please cheer me on,, 🗣You can do it~

👋 Can you tell me what entertainer you like! 🗣Kamomental 　👀 Another nother manzai duo!

👋 How to restore absolute exhaustion 👀Find something immersive, or laugh-inductive, or just go to sleep…

👋 What’s your favorite out of all the Hitorie merch released thus far? 🗣The album art pins

👋 What is the philosophy behind men who have affairs? 🗣They’re the type who can do it and stomach it, so they just do it, I think

👋 The album cover pins are so cool that I hesitate to use them, Shinoda-sensei what pins do you use? 🗣I always lose pins in a matter of minutes so I’m too scared to use them..

👋 I miss Shinoda-san’s girl and cat drawings  🗣I haven’t been drawing much huh

👋 Do you listen to anything besides Audrey on the All Night Nippon radio station? 🗣Not much, only like Creepy Nuts (👀 They host a hip-hop/rap battle station!) or Sakuma (👀 He takes letters from listeners and digs into various hypothetical or real events)

👋 What’s the most recent movie you’ve watched? 🗣Lost Paradise in Tokyo 　👀 https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1519647/

👋 It’s Sunday yet I have to wake up early and go to work, please put my heart at ease,,, 🗣I pray for your health…

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bobbyonboard · 5 years

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Make it Quick [John Deacon x Reader]

Summary: You’ve had a shitty day, and a comment from John about you not being fun anymore sets you off. Smut ensues.

Warnings: Cursing, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected sex, an unnecessary amount of Crystal Taylor because I love him

Word Count: 3k

Author’s Note: AUGUST 9TH IS FINALLY HERE!!!! So the amazing @dtfrogertaylor put together this AWESOME event called A Night at the Fandom, which was a really fun Secret Santa type of ordeal. The person I received was @deakyspuff and I really, really hope you like your gift!!!!

Milton Keynes, 1982

You groaned as your brand-new Adidas tennis shoes were suddenly encased in mud, giving them a mournful glance and wondering what possessed you to wear them to one of the muddiest gigs you’d ever been to in your life. Of course you’d step in a puddle the second you stepped out of the car, because that was the way your morning had been, right?

With a shake of each foot, you moved out of the way to allow your husband to step out from behind you, just in time for a chorus of shrill shrieks to erupt from behind the barricades across the parking lot. You already had a headache, and the shouts of, “John! John!” did nothing but exacerbate the throbbing of your temple.

It wasn’t like he could help it, though. The past two years had seen John Deacon skyrocket in popularity with the release of ‘Another One Bites the Dust’, and now that their album Hot Space had just been released, John was riding a high of newfound confidence. Not that you minded.

But something you did mind was the way you weren’t the only one who picked up on his new edge. You’d never been bothered by the fans, the way the woman hung around after shows and batted their eyes and tugged down their shirts, hoping for a chance. But something about this most recent tour...the way John was no longer nervously standing at the back of the stage. He was up front, gyrating across the set, and women were practically falling over themselves trying to get a closer look, and he enjoyed it.

You felt a drop of rain hit your cheek just as John reached forward to take your hand, waving at the crowd around you before starting towards the back of the venue. Just as security let the two of you past, you watched as Crystal Taylor slid in a particularly nasty patch of mud and completely fell on his ass, Roger’s cymbals crashing down beside him.

It only went downhill from there.

Souncheck dragged on. Someone dropped an amp. Freddie couldn’t find the pants he wanted to wear. You lost your favorite bracelet. Ratty accidentally spilled some of John’s beer that he was passing to him on your blouse, and you decided in that moment that you had had enough.

“Fuck, Ratty!,” you shouted, standing up quickly and trying (to no avail) to get the stain out of your shirt by rubbing it. It was a lost cause, the amber liquid a stark contrast to your white t-shirt.

“I’m going to get some air,” you growled, practically jumping to your feet and glancing over your shoulder, expecting to see John with a worried expression. Instead, you found him with his arm draped across the back of the couch, talking with some “friend” of someone in the road crew with long legs and the tiniest shorts you’d ever seen in your life.

Storming out of the green room and pulling the door shut behind you with a slam, you stomped down the hallway and out to the back of the venue, inhaling deeply as you took a few calming breaths, looking down at the stain on the front of your shirt. Fuck.

Just as you were about to collect your thoughts and return inside, you heard the door open behind you, and a lighter flick.

“Show’s starting in half an hour, you coming in or not?,” John asked, blowing smoke above your head as you turned around to look at him.

“Excuse me?,” you frowned, your bad mood returning without a thought of all the effort it took you to calm down just a few moments before.

He just rolled his eyes, taking another drag of his cigarette and leaning up against the building.

“You’ve been in a shit mood all day. Practically bit poor Ratty’s head off in there.”

“I have not!”

“So you call slamming the door shut a good day, then?”

You narrowed your eyes, arms crossing across your chest as you tried to think of something to say. He looked so smug, hip cocked against the brick wall, lazily taking a drag.

“Maybe I wouldn’t be in such a shit mood if you paid even the slightest bit of attention to your wife,” you finally retorted, starting to feel a bit stifled by the warm, muggy air. “And if you roll your eyes again, so help me God--”

“Christ,” he muttered around a mouthful of smoke, and that was the final straw.

“Go have fun with your little groupies, then,” you hissed, trying to ignore the stinging in your eyes.

“They’re certainly more fun than you,” was all he murmured, flicking his cigarette into the mud before turning around and throwing open the door, not even flinching as it slammed into the wall, and he stormed off.

His words echoed in your brain, and you stood frozen in your spot for a moment, ignoring the raindrops that began to soak your hair.

“They’re certainly more fun than you.”

You stood outside until the rain stopped, and you heard the beginnings of ‘Flash’ floating through the speakers. With a quick wipe under your eyes, you went back inside, a new determination in your bones. You’d show him who was fun.

Your first order of business was to find Ratty. Even if John was being a complete asshole at the moment, he was right about you being rude to his poor roadie. Ratty had been nothing but wonderful to you and John both, and just because you had a bad day didn’t mean you should take it out on him.

You spotted him at the edge of the stage, talking with Crystal and Phoebe, ready to do whatever the band needed at a moment’s notice. It was loud, the boys had just started ‘We Will Rock You’, but you knew you needed to apologize.

“Peter,” you shouted over the music, placing a hand on his elbow to get his attention, and you felt a little bit better when he turned and smiled at you.

“Uh-oh, using my real name, what did I do now?,” he grinned, and you gave him an apologetic smile.

“I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have ran out earlier, I’ve been having a rough day, and I took it out on you,” your face formed into a frown, but was quickly replaced with a relieved smile when Ratty was already shaking his head.

“No worries at all. Please, if you knew all the times John has said horrible things to me, you’d wonder why I haven’t quit already,” he laughed, and you chuckled in return. “I think I can handle you getting upset once. Besides, I do feel bad about staining your shirt.”

Now it was your turn to shake your head, flashing a quick smile. “Don’t worry about it. That’s what washing machines are for, right?”.

Your eyes drifted over to the stage, watching as John bobbed his head and hopped around, his blue outfit standing out amongst the open stage. You could only hope the show ran smoothly from here.

It didn’t.

Brian’s precious Red Special broke two strings in two different songs, causing an impromptu bass solo from your husband during ‘Dragon Attack’. You watched the way his fingers moved across the strings, the way his bit his bottom lip, the rolling of his hips as he continued to play, and even though you were mad at him, you fell in love all over again.

There was some movement to your left, and suddenly Crystal was leaning down to talk right in your ear.

“You know,” he started, pointing over to a door backstage. “That’s a supply closet.”

You barely registered what he said, just humming in agreement.

Crystal rolled his eyes at your lack of response, which earned you an elbow to your ribs.

“Ow!”

“I said,” he pointed at the door again with a newfound vigor. “That’s a supply closet.”

“You need to get laid Crys, your dry spell is making you crazy. I’m not going in there with you.”

“Fucking, Christ,” he hissed, shoving a cigarette in his mouth and quickly lighting it up, inhaling deeply and seeming to relax slightly when he exhaled. “That’s a supply closet, and ‘Love of My Life’ is coming up.”

“Why the fuck do I care if it’s a supply closet or n--Ohhhh,” you looked up at him with wide eyes, ignoring how he laughed at your sudden realization.

“Might turn your day around, is all I’m saying,” he shrugged, blowing smoke out through his nose.

Your mind was moving a mile a minute, and you pushed past the roadie to get to Ratty. “The second John comes off stage, you grab his bass, and leave him alone, okay?,” you told him firmly, ignoring the way he smirked at your attitude.

“Yes ma’am.”

You turned around to the screams of the crowd signaling the end of the reprise of ‘Now I’m Here’. Snatching a cup of water from the table (you weren’t cruel, John needed to drink something), you waited anxiously at the very edge of the stage, inhaling sharply when the lights cut out, and a spotlight was put on Brian and Freddie. You saw John walking towards Ratty, passing off his bass, and the roadie practically ran off.

“Come with me,” was all you said, reaching out to grab his hand and pass him the water with your free one as you yanked him towards the supply closet, ignoring his sputterings of protest from behind you.

Pressing the two of you into the small space and shutting and locking the door behind you, you quickly dropped to your knees, trying to gain your bearings in the darkness.

“What are you doing?!,” John panted, still out of breath from being under the stage lights, and also from the realization that you were on your knees.

“Showing you I’m fun,” you hummed, starting to undo his pants, shoving them and his underwear down just enough that you could reach his cock, giving his half-hard length a few good strokes.

“Fuck,” John moaned, tilting his head back and letting it thunk softly against the wall. You could hear him take a sip of the water, his free hand tangling in your hair.

You took the head of his cock into your mouth, sucking lightly as your palm rubbed lightly over his thigh, keeping him close to you. You relaxed your throat the way you knew drove him crazy, taking him deeper and moaning when you heard him gasp above you.

“Jesus Christ,” he whimpered, giving your hair a tug before pushing you down on his cock, making you choke just a little before pulling you back. “Fuck, we don’t have long,” he moaned, tossing the now-empty cup on the ground so he could use his free hand to stroke your cheek lightly.

You pulled off with a pop, looking up at him, your eyes beginning to adjust, and you could see the outline of his curls in dark. “Better shut up and let me get to work, then,” you smirked, before opening your mouth and taking him completely to the base.

John’s legs buckled slightly, pressing his back firmly to the wall to keep himself upright as he rocked his hips forward once more. “Jesus--fuck, I’m gonna come,” he panted, fingers tightening in your hair.

You managed to pull back just slightly, jerking his already leaking cock quickly. “Come for me, baby. Come in my mouth,” you moaned, taking him back into your mouth and sucking seductively.

With a low groan, John released down your throat, fist hitting the wall of the closet as he slowly came down from his high, completely pliant while you swallowed every last drop.

“Deacons! You have thirty seconds before I break the door down!,” you heard Roger’s voice yell through the door, and with a giggle you tucked John back into his pants, buttoning them up as you stood and quickly opened the door, practically pushing John back towards Ratty.

“I--,”

“No time. Tell your wife all about how you’re going to fuck her later,” Roger playfully chided, giving you a wink as your face turned bright red.

John gave you a heated glance, opening his mouth to speak once more, but was cut off by Ratty putting his bass around his neck and physically shoving him back on stage, leaving you standing there with a small smile on your lips.

“You’re welcome,” Crystal shouted from around his cigarette as he moved back beside you, ‘Save Me’ playing through the speakers. “I’ll accept a few cartons of these or a bottle of my favorite tequila, either one,” he smirked, and you just shoved his side.

“Oi, I helped,” Ratty frowned as he walked over to your other side, and you just rolled your eyes at the two of them.

“How about we stop talking about my sex life and I’ll get you both something?,” you laughed, settling in to watch the rest of the performance.

The second half flew by, mostly you just listening to the music, laughing and talking with the boys, and watching your husband and his best friends having the time of their life on stage. Watching them take their final bows had a newfound excitement coursing through your body, meeting John’s eyes as he started walking towards you.

“Hi--oh!,” you squealed as you were suddenly picked up and thrown over his shoulder, managing to push yourself up enough to see three shocked band members, Ratty shaking his head as he put John’s bass away, and Crystal shouting, “Make that two bottles of tequila!”.

You just giggled as you were taken down the hallway, lazily playing with John’s curls as he opened the door to his dressing room, and you were thankful that they finally had all stopped sharing a place to get ready together.

You let out a small ‘oof’ as you were tossed gently onto the couch, suddenly covered by your husband’s body, his lips attached to your neck and his hand sliding under your shirt, grabbing your breast and spreading your legs with his knee.

“You’re perfect,” he mumbled against your skin, working on sucking a mark under your ear, a soft groan tumbling from your lips. “Bloody perfect. Christ, how did I get so lucky?”.

You giggled softly at that, cut off quickly by another moan as he pinched your nipple. “Fuck, John,” you sighed, reaching down to tug his shirt over his head, lifting up your torso as he did the same for you.

His nimble fingers moved around to your back, unclasping your bra and tossing it somewhere across the room before his lips wrapped around one of your nipples with a hum, causing you to cry out. Your shoes were quickly tossed and your pants and underwear were shoved down your legs were you kicked them unceremoniously into the corner.

“John.”

“Mm?”

“Fuck me.”

“With pleasure.”

His pants were discarded shortly after, wrapping your legs around his hips as he leaned up to kiss you messily, tongue sliding easily into your mouth with a groan. A second later he was thrusting into you, causing you to cry his name against his lips, your fingers tugging on his curls as you kept him tight against your chest.

Neither of you were going to last long, the second half of the performance having made you both a needing, wanting mess. John’s hips were slamming against yours at a punishing pace, his lips leaving biting kisses down your neck and chest before moving back up to nip at your bottom lip.

“My beautiful girl,” he purred, one hand gripping tight at your hip, the other sliding up to the side of your neck, his thumb brushing along your jawline. “My beautiful, perfect girl.”

You just whined at the praise, reaching down to begin rubbing quickly at your clit, whimpering when you started to feel the build up of your release.

“That’s right, you gonna come for me, sweet girl? Gonna come on my cock?,” he cooed, angling his hips so the blunt head of his cock was drilling into your sweet spot, and that was all it took.

With a soft cry, you clenched hard around him, pulsing around his cock inside of your dripping cunt, and riding out your aftershocks as he continued to thrust in and out of you.

Just a moment later, he released inside of you with your name on his lips, slowing his hips to stop, arms wrapped around you tightly as he kept you close to him. The two of you were breathing heavily, pulling back to look at each other as you came down from your highs.

“I’m sorry. For what I said earlier,” John whispered, stroking your cheek lightly as he stayed inside of you, wanting the two of you to be connected in the most intimate way possible for a few more minutes. “Guess I wasn’t having such a great day either.”

“I’m sorry too. I was in a bad mood and just wanted to take it out on someone,” you sighed, leaning up for another gentle kiss, gently playing with the curls at the nape of his neck. “But I think our day got better, yeah?”.

“Oh sweetheart, it’s just getting started.”

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Isn’t it Lovely(D.D) Chapter 3

Warnings: floofy😋 couple swears here and there

Requested: See chapter 1

Plot: the reader and David meet and fall in love with each other instantly. One giant emotional roller coaster this is.

Chapter 1 2

Gif by: @vlogsquadfanatic

I literally could not wait another minute. My legs were hurting from bobbing them up and down. My finger nails had started to go back into my fingers from tapping them on my phone nervously. I laid my head back and turned to the left. The clock read 3:17PM. I groaned into a pillow and laid down. Seconds go by, minutes, an hour, three, and I can finally start getting ready. I applied a natural eye look and did my hair in a long side braid. Some pieces pulled to shape my face. I was going to an Italian restaurant with him so I wanted to be fancy. I started looking through my wardrobe. Now that I look at it, everything in here looks disgusting. I scoff and scuffle through all of the ugly clothing that I had to choose from. I yell out loud.

“LEEEEXXXXIIIIII!” I scream.

“WHAAT!” She yells back angrily.

“GET YOUR ASS IN HERE AND HELP ME PICK OUT WHAT TO WEAR!” I yell with the same amount of annoyance. She groans and her stomps start to grow louder and closer to my room. She opens the door and she walks in a bit more amped because of the circumstance. She looks at everything and she inpects closely. She would occasionally shake her head or turn it to the side for a maybe. Until she got to a dress. She took it out of my closet and held it up to my body. She smiled and nodded slowly. (this is the dress. obvi)

“Thank you.” I smiled and hugged her. She hugged me back.

“No problem, hun.” She patted me and left my room. Leaving me to my own devices. I start to strip myself of the days clothing and I slipped on the stunning 50’s style red dress that Lexi picked out for me. I have always loved the poodle skirt 50’s vibe. So I got this dress because of it. I have just never had the correct occasion to show it off. I finally do now. I look at myself in the mirror and I smile. I love the way I look. Will he?

I slipped into a pair of black heels and stepped out of my room. I see Lexi sitting on the couch watching something on her phone. I walk further towards her as she hears my footsteps she looks up. She drops her phone brings her hands to her face.

“Girl you look stunning!” She said pulling on her hair. She looked so amazed by me. I blush and look down giggling slightly.

“Dude he is going to go bat shit crazy over you!” She whisper yells. I laugh and smile wide. I pick up my phone and the time reads 6:55. I tell Lexi that it’s time and I walk towards the door grabbing my keys and purse. I hang the strap over my shoulder and the bag hangs at my hip. I walk out the front door and over to David’s apartment. I raise my hand to knock but hesitate slightly before tapping my knuckle three times on the hollow wooden door. I can hear laughing and shushing. Someone’s footsteps come closer to the door at a fast pace. The door swings open violently I look inside to see about 10 people sitting on a couch and a strange white guy with a dew rag on his head. I laugh and walk inside slowly. The man closes the door and guides me inside. There were 4 girls and 6 guys there not including David who wasn’t here. A girl with bright red hair, a girl with obvious lip injections but still very pretty, a woman that seemed about her thirties with implants everywhere (not a bad thing btw), a short girl with really long curly brown and blonde hair. The guys were the all of the people I saw with David when we first met. One of them had this fuckboy vibe to him, another was a grown man, the one that answered the door, one guy with bright blue hair with dreads, one guy that looked just unbelievably angry at everything, and another with curly brown hair. I stood at the end of the hall looking at this mass of people.

“Hi, I’m Caroline.” I waved and they all stood up smiling and coming over to hug me. The girls calling me adorable the fuck boy calling me hot. I shook a lot of hands and met a lot of people. I laughed and sat down with them.

“So why are you dressed so nice?” Brandon asked me crossing his arms. Not menacingly but probably out of confusion. I realize now they probably have absolutely no clue why I am here.

“Oh, yeah I probably should have said what I am even doing here. I’m going on a date with David.” They all opened their mouths and said oooh collectively. I was surprised as to the fact they all were expecting me.

“Why the sudden realization?” I said confused but laughing.

“You’re the girl he won’t shut up about.” Trisha says. I smile and look down.

“No really ever since the night we all met you for the first time he has not stopped talking about you.” Jason said with his arm around Trisha. I look at him and chuckle. I guess he does feel the way I do. I suddenly hear foot steps behind me and I can hear his voice panicked.

“Is this good? What if it doesn’t match what she’s wearing?...Guys?!” He says. I stand up and turn around. He looks at me dead in the eyes. He is dressed in black. A button up with the top button loose. Black pants and shoes. Black jacket and a splash of color to spice it up. A red tie. Exactly the same color as my dress. I look at him a smile with sugar laced in my gaze. I wanted to kiss him right then and there. I could feel his eyes looking at every part of me not wanting to miss a thing. (GIF)

David Pov

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I step out to see everyone talking to a girl that I can’t see. Dressed in red. I ask.

“Is this good? What if it doesn’t match what she’s wearing?...Guys?!” The girl stands and twirls around making her dress fly in a flowing circle. It was like time a had slowed and I couldn’t see anything but her. Y/N standing in a dress that would make the angels sing. A smile brighter than the sun blesses her face and I smile along with her. She looked at me with this adorablely perfect look in her eyes that I just couldn’t describe. All I wanted to do was kiss her. To feel her. To be with her always.

“Hi” I say with and exasperated sigh of adoration. She giggles. Oh her giggle. It could literally make me cry.

“You look...just...like...” I was stuttering at what to say that didn’t sound so unbelievably creepy.

“So you have rendered this man speechless.” Jason said making Y/N laugh. Along with everyone else. I fake laughed and made a throat cutting signal at him when she turned around. She turned back around and I smiled again.

“You look absolutely, ridiculously beautiful Y/N.” I said to her while looking down into her eyes. I towered over her small body. Maybe by at least 8 inches. It was adorable. She is adorable. Even in heels that were supposed to increase her height made no comparison. She looked up at me with this smile that just makes my heart melt. Every time I see her I notice something even more beautiful about her. I realize that we are now just kind of standing here awkwardly with all of my friends watching us. I snap out of my haze and grab her hands delicately. Her hands were practically half the size of mine.

“Are you ready to go?” I ask her calmly almost a whisper. She nods and grips my hands harder. I walk her to the front door and tell her to wait outside. Claiming ‘I forgot something’. I jog back to everyone.

“If I find out any of you said something rude or offensive to that beautiful woman out there, aka Todd, I’ll kill you.” I say pointing at him. I walk back to her outside and we walk toward my car. It’s just us now.

Thanks for reading chapter 3. Sorry I haven’t been posting very consistently I have been like clinically sick the past couple days but I hope you are all liking this story so far. I’m bringing out my inner shakespeare.❤️🔆

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fly-pow-bye · 6 years

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Powerpuff Girls 2016 - “Never Been Blissed”

Written by: Jake Goldman, Haley Mancini

Written & Storyboarded by: John West, Alicia Chan, Angela Zhang, Caitlin Vanarsdale

Directed by: Nick Jennings, Bob Boyle

Yeah, it's not much of a blessing.

A decade ago, the Professor, out of jealousy of another scientist who did the same thing, concocted the original, and most powerful Powerpuff Girl. Her name was Blisstina Francesca Francia Mariam Alicia Utonium, or Bliss for short! She's the most powerful Powerpuff Girl ever, but she causes problems because she can't control her powers. Ultimately, she has to learn to not try so hard, and soon she would be moving entire planets back into orbit!

No, this is not an excerpt from a fanfiction, this is an official character from a official reboot. Because of the fans' frothing demand for new Bliss, Cartoon Network decided that the world needed a second Bliss episode.

Well, maybe that's not entirely the story. This episode had one scene already ready to go by the end of 2017 to be featured in a promo dedicated to 2018. Either the draft to air for this show is extremely short for an animated cartoon, or the crew and/or Cartoon Network already assumed that Bliss was going to be a beloved new character and greenlit another episode. I have more than a few hunches that it is the latter.

While her first special was a 50% mess, I would be lying if I said I was not interested to see what happened to Bliss. Bliss isn't in my top 5 worst characters. To make a long story short, I wish I could expect better. To make this short story long, let's get into the episode.

The episode starts with a janitor talking to his mop about how the kids these days make such a mess, comparing it to a meteor hitting the ground. Sure enough, a meteor hits the school. Nobody reports on this meteor hitting a random school, and nobody seems to care about it. Speaking of not caring, this janitor does not really do much and actually disappears halfway through the episode, only offering a few attempts at humor and nothing else. This is something the episode does a lot.

We immediately cut to the Powerpuff Girls home the next morning, I assume, where Blossom is making a batch of cookies for the upcoming Spring Fling. Because she is a nerd, these are soy mash cookies that taste horrific. Before we can get an awkward yet fitting scene where the Professor tries to lie to keep his children's spirits up, the door bursts open. Literally.

Bliss is back from space, and my standards were so low that I was surprised to not see Bliss be on Earth with no explanation whatsoever. Bubbles immediately wants gifts, and she gets one: a wanted poster with a picture of an alien named Sporde. While she was in space, she was hunting down this alien, and it happened to crash land right near the school.

The Professor decides to join in, too, as he just got a job as a substitute teacher! He wants to shape those young minds, and he learns that he's just out of touch with today's cool youth. You're better off not knowing what the self-proclaimed "King Cool of Daddy-O Street" does in this episode, it never leads to anything funny. Add him to the list of useless characters in this episode, alongside that janitor.

Speaking of "out of touch with our cool youth", we get another potential plot alongside the cookies and the Sporde: Bliss has never went to school. This plot is immediately thrown out when all the popular girls accept her because she has cool hair and a wicked dress. The Powerpuff Girls have that same wicked dress; I guess it is all about those...thigh-to-knee socks? White pants? They still never really explain what those are.

After that plot was wrapped up, and thrown downtown into the nearest garbage can, we go back to the “Powerpuff Girls trying to look for Sporde” plot. Buttercup hangs Barry upside down, dropping his lunch money and candy. Bubbles literally just pounces on Big Joey. One will never believe who Blossom gets to fool around with with far more time than the other two!

Of course, good ol' Jared Shapiro. His last major appearance had him be this awkward nerdy friend, but he's back to being the generic love interest brick here. Just look at how subtle this romantic plot is displayed.

Blossom: Jared, if you're not an alien, then you'll eat these cookies and tell me you love me...uh, I mean, them!

Jared Shapiro: (completely avoiding to acknowledge...anything) Yummers!

Yuck-ers. There is some good news: while everyone else manages to survive Blossom's cookies, Jared is not so lucky. Blossom asks him if he wants seconds, not realizing that her soy cookies just make Jared have a bad reaction.

No, really, Jared falls to the ground and remains nearly motionless in a pit of his own drool. This is the last time he ever appears in this special, not even appearing in the big dance. Good, the less needless romance scenes, the better. Blossom decides to take this as a no, not really worried about it. Being oblivious appears to be a common trait with the Powerpuff Girls in this episode, and a few other characters, too.

That may even include Bliss, as she does what could be the most expected "joke" you can think of when she encounters a girl with orthodontic headgear. She proceeds to roughhouse her. No worries, the girl tells everyone that the new kid touched her hand, and everyone wants to touch it. Bliss: so awesome, she could bully someone and still be popular!

Bliss talks about how there's no possible way to unless we see a trail of slime. Only in this one scene, we see a trail of slime, and immediately after, she gets tackled into a broom closet by a new character. This is as subtle as it gets, and you'll know what I mean later.

After fighting each other and accusing each other of being the alien, they decide to introduce themselves. This guy, who looks like if Ben Tennyson was a contestant on Total Drama Island, introduces himself as Logan of the Universal Protection Bureau.

Yes, Logan. This special was in production long before the Logan Paul Youtube scandal, but that is a sad coincidence. A coincidence that will not get even worse later, surely. Anyway, he's an alien fighter from the Universal Protection Bureau, and he's also looking for the Sporde. He's top-ranked, he's also an outsider, and he's already starting to flirt with Bliss.

They almost immediately get lost in each other's eyes, because we got to have some romance in this. There's even a running gag where they almost kiss until they get interrupted by someone, in the first case it's the wacky janitor and his wacky mop. This episode does re-confirm that this is an elementary school in a completely random Sherlock Holmes reference; Logan may as well be the only other teenager here.

That never really seems to come up, by the way. Everyone is just fine with these people who are 6-10 years older than everyone else hanging out in elementary school. Considering a lot of the students look like high school students already, I could see how it would not cross even the viewer's minds.

They meet up with the Powerpuff Girls, who have yet to get a single lead on Sporde. They're not consistent on whether or not there's a "The" in his name, so neither will I. The Powerpuff Girls have no idea what this Universal Protection Agency is, but they seem to agree that this Logan is completely trustworthy! I was almost worried.

As an aside, Blossom is happy that the cookies are surprisingly doing well with all of the kids that aren't Jared. Buttercup tries another one, only to find out that they really are still terrible. But do not tell this to Jennifray, who is really getting into the cookies, shoveling them into her mouth. She's also turning purple and growing fangs!

It turns out, only an alien would want to eat Blossom's cookies, but Blossom still does not realize this means her cookies were really terrible. Buttercup does her best by flying in to bash this aliens head in. I always imagine that one scene in Three Girls and a Monster whenever these scenes pop up where Bubbles just counts down to the inevitable Monster Punch Girls Down.

Sure enough, Monster Punch Girls Down, womp womp. Every fight scene in this episode is just a slideshow slow motion beatdown. Two exceptions, the second will come later, and the first being a shot where the Professor is listening to 80's music while this carnage is going on.

What is surprising is even Bliss gets knocked out. In fact, Sporde manages to pin her to the ground. I guess they had to counter all of those people who accused her of being this overpowered original fan character by showing that, yes, Bliss can get a terrible face reaction shot, too! She even has to be saved by one of the Powerpuff Girls. Just one of them, in fact, though she does get some help from the plan master.

Blossom tells Bubbles to use a battering ram, and she hits Sporde with a ram aura. And...that's it. Once hit by a ram aura, Sporde spits out a maggot, which Logan zaps with his ray gun. Mission accomplished, says Logan.

I can just imagine Sporde just being this tiny little maggot trying to take over the universe. However, it does contradict a little on what has been said about Sporde being a shapeshifting alien himself. There's still 13 minutes of special left, and there will be an explanation.

The first part ends with this shot of a bunch of those Sporde maggots coming out of a water fountain. This is a decent hook, though I could imagine that what it led to already happened, considering, you know, Jennifray.

The second part is where it "goes off the rails", quoting one of the characters here, not my own opinion. If you wanted to watch this episode without being spoiled on the main twist, then stop reading now. Don't worry, your expectations are not going to be entirely subverted.

← The Trouble With Bubbles ☆ Sugar, Spice, and Super Lice→

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We cut to the still-unnamed-outside-of-that-one-short-but-at-least-Elementary-school Spring Fling, and Bliss is wearing her best outfit and a new hairstyle that would actually work on making her not fail the Matt Groening Sillohuette Test. By the way, have you noticed they forgot her headband this whole time?

Bliss and Logan are still doing their lovey-dovey shtick, and outside of some talk about beating up trash lizards, there is not much talk about his role as a space defender. It's still a better romance story than Blossred, which, as mentioned before, never shows up in this episode again. Logan, as a gift to make her even more beautiful, decides to give her something special.

Huh, a necklace. Just like the one from the title image, except the heart isn't broken here. It is almost as if it will eventually be broken in away that will be detrimental to Bliss. That can not possibly be the case, especially if we do not consider that the Powerpuff Girls were victims to this exact thing before. Bliss even tries to do another kiss, only to be interrupted by...wanting punch? They throw that running gag away, too.

What are the other Powerpuff Girls doing? Blossom is trying to sell these cookies, which are still doing surprisingly well. Despite being the genius, she never suspects a thing about it. Buttercup acts as the party's bouncer, a perfect job for someone who can lift people upside and steal their lunch money.

Bubbles gets to be on trash duty, because, as also mentioned before, the Janitor just disappeared from existence. While Bubbles is singing a song about taking out the trash, she eventually notices, also via song, that she's surrounded by a bunch of alien pods, which look like the Sporde ones Bliss was telling her about. Hey, it could have been something else. This is Townsville, after all. I think.

Bubbles gets Blossom and Buttercup to investigate this. She gets Logan too, as she still remembers he is supposed to be this space detective and not the love interest.

See, Logan makes a slasher smile, and fires his ray gun three times. We weren't clued in by that puddle of goo, or the fact that he's that one character we haven't seen before. Well, that and the janitor, but we already saw that he existed before the meteor, so it couldn't be him.

Logan goes back to Bliss, hoping we all forgot about that last scene, and decides to sing her a song by turning his ray gun into a guitar. Of course, Bliss is loving it, making that face. All I'm thinking of is when this guy is going to transform. And sure enough, Bliss's necklace starts to glow green and starts to sap her energy. Before she can ask what is going on, we get to see the real twist.

Logan: Sorry to cut this chord...

Logan: ...because I AM THE SPOOOOORDE! (transforms)

Bliss: What...you’re The Sporde?

Really, he was The Sporde the whole time? One of the first reactions anyone had to that description was that Logan was going to be the alien. It was not even a matter of if he was going to turn into the alien, but a. how they were going to do the reveal, and b. if they were going to add anything on top of it.

They did, actually. That "Sporde" reveal in part 1, possibly the one without the "the", was an admittedly clever bit of misdirection. I could see this reboot completely changing direction from a superhero action comedy to a generic romance, and, of course, they don't entirely do this.

Also, cool transformation scene.

Right after this big reveal, we get a quip from the Professor. Oh yeah, he’s the DJ now. It is as if they cannot ever go full action; we have to remind people this is a comedy by interrupting it constantly with these scenes. Anything is better than the intentionally poorly animated wacky faces, but this is not much of a step up.

Another riff from the ray gun guitar, and the other students turn into the Spordelings. It even rips apart their clothes. Sporde finally explains that the cookies were the source of their energy. Blossom's response to this is to cry about how nobody really liked her cookies.

The Reboot Puff we know and love interrupt this dramatic scene, revealing that they survived. The best we get is one line about how the ray gun just was not powerful enough to keep them down. That ray gun scene turned out to be pointless, and, much like to this episode's twist, I am not surprised.

The Reboot Puffs actually do a good job fighting the minions this time, even though just one of them was able to beat down the Most Powerful Puff. Maybe they didn't have as many cookies. That seems to be a general Season 2 trait; good at fighting the minor guys, but once the big guy starts attacking, the Puffs are as good as captured.

Sure enough, they do get captured, as The Sporde has the ability to spit sticky green goo, putting the Powerpuff Girls that saved Bliss in the first part of this special out of commission. It turns out, there's no room for the main three in this episode. Really, outside of saving her in that one scene they only put in to give Bliss some form of weakness, they don't do much outside of being oblivous.

With all hope lost, The Sporde airs his greivances about Bliss. He's not here to take over the Earth, he's only here because Bliss keeps going from planet to planet, destroying his pods. I do like how Bliss looks demented here. This is Sporde’s point of view, after all, that should be more common with villain flashbacks.

He also calls Bliss worthless. That came out of nowhere, though I can not exactly disagree with that notion. Maybe it was related to that "Bliss trying to fit in to this school" plot that they really did not get into. Sporde tries to deliver the final blow with his scorpion tail, only for Bliss to use the last of her power to move the guitar that was powering that necklace in front of her.

I am glad to see that Bliss punching the ground wasn't the result of a Katie Kaboom-style teenage meltdown. Do not remember Katie Kaboom. That is not a question, you should not. Instead, this punch is the equivalent of about 50 battering ram auras, making all of the Spordelings spit out their maggots, tranforming all of the students back to their former selves. It magically makes their clothes grow back, thankfully.

There is a huge contrast. Power of Four, the Powerpuff Girls had to team up to fight the main villain. Here, they’re stuck in Sporde’s...mouth goo. Bliss has to save herself in this situation, and she does. Considering how they built this alien up as this dangerous shapeshifting menace, the whole Sporde fight scene is just him getting whacked across the walls with telekinesis and that's it.

While they had to prove "The Power of Four" in her first episode, this scene shows off that Bliss can handle a huge fight all by herself. This even comes with Bliss thanking Sporde for showing what her purpose is: to be her own superhero in a spinoff series. Okay, they don't put it that way, but that's how it came off to me.

Bliss is not going to stay, of course. I'm not going to spoil how they write her off this time, but there is a reason why Bliss would be handing out wanted posters, and destroying pods. I kind of wish they would have focused more on that backstory than this school dance plot, really. To not give everything away, it would have been more honest.

Bliss leaves, the Powerpuff Girls and even the Professor begging for her not to. She tells them not to worry, because she'll be back for Sunday brunch. Yeah, that and the Bliss spinoff that this is not a pilot of. Judging by this episode's ratings, I would not hold my breath for that.

Does the title fit?

Despite the running gag, Bliss never actually gets a kiss. Not even from her own father figure!

How does it stack up?

A half hour “alien invading a school prom” plot was obviously going to be a let down compared to an hour and fifteen minute duel with the devil. Thinking back, this episode does manage to be better than most of Power of Four; there's no terrible retcons, and Bliss isn't necessarily that bad here.

I have softened up from my initial first impression, but this episode has its fair share of problems. It’s predictable, there’s a lot of wasted time for bad humor, and the ending just seems like it insults the original Puffs for the almighty glory of this new original character. Compared to the first Bliss special, it doesn’t become as much of a mess as the middle, but it never really gets as good as its beginning and end. A Neutral.

Next week, the Powerpuff Girls have to fight a different sort of evil invertebrate than usual.

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since yall kept fuckin asking heres 1-155. Go ahead and see how fucking lame I actually am

1: Full name: Madison Lyn (I’m not putting my last name on the internet lmao)

2: Age:19

3: 3 Fears: heights, elevators, being alone for the rest of my life

4: 3 things I love: cats, coffee, sleeping

5: 4 turns on: (I’m gonna make it nonsexual okay): body mods, humor, good vibes, nice laugh

6: 4 turns off: (gonna make these nonsexual too): rude, nasty, conceited, takes days to reply lmao

7: My best friend: girl: @bohoangel guy: @bostonnanner

8: Sexual orientation: pansexual

9: My best first date: haven’t had a best one yet, need someone to change that lmao

10: How tall am I: 5′8

11: What do I miss: lots of things and people both too many too name

12: What time was I born: 2:06am

13: Favourite color: blue

14: Do I have a crush: still crushin on my last man

15: Favourite quote: either some vine or “I’m here for a good time not a long time” I have way too many favs

16: Favourite place: my room, best friends house, or beach house

17: Favourite food: buffalo chicken or alfredo

18: Do I use sarcasm: of course not

19: What am I listening to right now: music ;)

20: First thing I notice in new person: smile

21: Shoe size: no

22: Eye color: hazel

23: Hair color: naturally brunette currently red

24: Favourite style of clothing: gothic, pop punk or hippie/boho

25: Ever done a prank call?: I havent personally

27: Meaning behind my URL: I needed to change my url of 8 years and I wanted something short and easy to remember but I also wanted it to be a band so it would fit my blog and surprisingly this one wasnt taken

28: Favourite movie: I have way too many

29: Favourite song: again way too many

30: Favourite band: AGAIN way too many

31: How I feel right now: I feel fucking exhausted

32: Someone I love: okay now Im sad

33: My current relationship status: okay NOW Im crying but single

34: My relationship with my parents: welp my dads dead and my mom and I are okay

35: Favourite holiday: Halloween or Christmas

36: Tattoos and piercing I have: no tattoos yet and I have my nose pierced and first and second holes pierced on my ears

37: Tattoos and piercing I want: too many

38: The reason I joined Tumblr: I was 12 that should be enough

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?: No. In fact I could never hate him and I dont think I’ll love anyone like I did/do him.

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?: eh sometimes

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? last text over imessage yes

42: When did I last hold hands?: I have no idea

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?: I dont do anything really so not too long

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?: dont out me

45: Where am I right now?: my room

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?: @bohoangel

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?: both

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?: mom

49: Am I excited for anything?: nah

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? @bostonnanner

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?: eh

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?: yesterday

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?: I mean idc but it’d just be fucking weird cause they’re kissing in front of me

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?: plenty of people lmao

55: What is something I disliked about today?: I’ll do yesterday since today hasnt really happened. But it was fathers day and my heart was hurting so bad cause I miss my dad more than anything and really wish he was still here

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?: my fuckin soulmate bitch

57: What do I think about most?: in all honesty, my ex

58: What’s my strangest talent?: I can do this smile thing that nobody else can do and it makes me look like a frog

59: Do I have any strange phobias?: probably

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?: in front

61: What was the last lie I told?: that I was a child of God

62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?: video chatting but I dont mind either

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?: fuck yes and fuck yes

64: Do I believe in magic?: I’m a god damn witch bitch

65: Do I believe in luck?: I believe in karma

66: What’s the weather like right now? according to my phone its currently clear and 61 degrees

67: What was the last book I’ve read?: I have no idea

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?: eh

69: Do I have any nicknames? Maddie, Mad, Mads

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?: I had a staph infection in my foot that went back and forth across my foot and then up my leg (doctor said if my mom didn’t bring me when she did I would’ve died cause it would’ve gone to my heart)

71: Do I spend money or save it?: spend it

72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue?: nope

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me? ye

74: Favourite animal?: cats

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?: I have no idea

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?: oh shit I’ve never thought of this

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?: good question

78: How can you win my heart?: Be Italian

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? I honestly have no idea

80: What is my favorite word? bitch

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr: I get asked this way too much

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?: probably some hippie bullshit

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?: I’ve had relatives in jail but I dont think anyones in jail rn

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? theres too many lmao

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? probably if I’ve smoked or drank or have done anything bad but only if my mom was asking

86: What is my current desktop picture? its just basic

87: Had sex?: nah

88: Bought condoms?: nah

89: Gotten pregnant?: nah

90: Failed a class?: nah

91: Kissed a boy?: ye

92: Kissed a girl?: ye

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?: nah

94: Had job?: ye

95: Left the house without my wallet?: ye

96: Bullied someone on the internet?: nah

97: Had sex in public?: nah

98: Played on a sports team?: ye

99: Smoked weed?: ye

100: Did drugs?: nothing hardcore just smoking weed

101: Smoked cigarettes?: nah

102: Drank alcohol?: ye

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?: I’ve tried

104: Been overweight?: no answer

105: Been underweight? also no answer

106: Been to a wedding?: ye

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?: ye

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?: ye

109: Been outside my home country?: nah

110: Gotten my heart broken?: of course

111: Been to a professional sports game?: ye

112: Broken a bone?: ye

113: Cut myself?: ye

114: Been to prom?: ye

115: Been in airplane?: ye

116: Fly by helicopter?: nah

117: What concerts have I been to?: pink, metallica/volbeat, warped tour 2016,2017,2018, jingle ball, some birthday bash, I cant remember if I’ve been to any other ones lmao

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?: not entirely

119: Learned another language?: not fully

120: Wore make up?: ye

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?: I’m a child of god

122: Had oral sex?: nah

123: Dyed my hair?: ye

124: Voted in a presidential election?: not yet

125: Rode in an ambulance?: couldve a couple times but my parents decided to drive me

126: Had a surgery?: nah

127: Met someone famous?: I guess?

128: Stalked someone on a social network?: who doesnt do this

129: Peed outside?: ye

130: Been fishing?: ye

131: Helped with charity?: I think so

132: Been rejected by a crush?: who doesnt get rejected

133: Broken a mirror?: probably

134: What do I want for birthday?: lots of things

135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?: I have no idea

136: Was I named after anyone?: No but I have the same middle name as my aunt

137: Do I like my handwriting?: ye

138: What was my favorite toy as a child?: I have no idea

139: Favorite Tv Show?: American Horror Story, Bob’s Burgers, The Office, or Drunk History

140: Where do I want to live when older?: New Hampshire

141: Play any musical instrument?: I can play the violin and piano and can also sing but idk if that counts lmao

142: One of my scars, how did I get it?: its barely noticeable but literally right under my left eye (like right at the edge of my dark circle lmao) I got attacked by a dog and it bit me in the face and I had to get stitches but I bitched out and had it glued instead lmao

143: Favorite pizza topping? cheese

144: Am I afraid of the dark?: depends where I am

145: Am I afraid of heights?: ye

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?:nah

147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?: haha yeah

148: What I’m really bad at: everything

149: What my greatest achievements are: I fucking graduated from high school. Like I would never wish what I went through on anyone ever not even my worst enemy. It was worse than hell

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me: I honestly dont remember

151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery: lots of stuff

152: What do I like about myself: my eyebrows

153: My closest Tumblr friend: I cant say @bohoangel cause I’ve known her since 5th grade so I’ll say @bostonnanner even though we met on omegle years ago lmao

154: Something I fantasize about: lots of things

155: Any question you’d like?: literally whatever anyone wants to know

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Unity Days 2018 (masterpost)

A collection of UD related stuff I found interesting. Sources are linked.

Day 1: 20th January 2018

*******Disclaimer: [[[asdfghjkl]]] : my comments, not part of the tweet********

Panels:

*** Panel with Bob, Eliza, Lindsey, Nadia ***

via (Afictionados @ Unity Days @theafictionados)

One adjective tease on what the reunions are like: Bob: Emotional / Eliza: Awesome / Lindsey: Hmmm. Okay. (She is a troll omg) #UNITYDAYS2018 (x)

Q: One thing you’ve learned from your character and one thing you’d teach them? Eliza: I’ve learned some pretty badass moves! I would teach my character to like, take a break. Bob: Learning how to use guns [Eliza hi-YEAHS while he talks] and I’d probably teach him how to drink. (x)

Q: If you were to do the musical episode, what song would you do? Nadia: Eliza and Lindsey can sing like professional singers and aren’t, which drives her NUTS (x) there’s footage of Bob participating in an old singing show and Lindsey is LOSING IT trying to get him to reveal what it was. DO YOUR THING, INTERNET. (x)

Q: Hardest or worst thing to film? Eliza: “They threw a gigantic studded panther at me and I had to tackle it. I felt so stupid!” / Bob: “There’s one from last week that I couldn’t stand. [...] Also when I was wearing the adult diaper and hanging upside down?” (x) / Lindsey: “All the torture. It gets exhausting, and your body hurts.” / Nadia: Being wet all day. I was wet for 14 hours. Eliza: We did become best friends on that day! Nadia: Did we?! Wait it wasn’t that day. It was not that day, babe. (x)

If they were in the hunger games, who would be their ally and who would die first? Nadia: Eliza, Bob, Lindsey, Me. And I’d bring a hug bear. Lindsey: “I want someone really, really intense. Pikachu? No. I WOULD BRING ONE OF THE AMAZONS.” (x)

Your 1st impression of the person on your left: Bob on Eliza: It was at a Kid’s Choice Award in Australia. Eliza: When we first met, I was 16! // Eliza on Lindsey: I was like “you’re SEXY.” // Lindsey on Nadia: “I thought you were badass! But also HOT.” (x)

Bob on Bellamy: “This season is the most honest version of my character. This is the best version of him.” (x)

This season was a real chance to reinvent their characters. Eliza: “Who is the new Bellamy, the new Raven, the new Clarke? [...] This season is amazing, I really hope you guys fuckin’ enjoy it.” She immediately felt bad about swearing (x)

via (UNITY DAYS *:･ﾟ✧‏ @jasperskaikru)

Question: “One thing you’ve learned from your character and one thing you would teach them.” Bob: “I’ve liked learning how to use guns… And I’d probably teach him how to drink alcohol, because I know how to do that.” (x)

bob’s been kinda quiet during the panel so far bc he’s been distracted by playing with bowie. SO CUTE (x)

as far as bellamy’s hobbies in space, bob jokingly said bellamy’s gonna go back to being a janitor. “cleanliness is godliness.” LMAO (x)

eliza says it’s “official” that clarke gets her hair color from berries! (x) [[[fya - the writers also confirmed this during season 3]]]

bob and eliza are on one couch. lindsey and nadia are on the other couch— and nadia sat on her lap RIGHT AWAY (x)

jo asked a question about how filming was like in the bunker and in space for s5, and eliza was like: “i wouldn’t know. they left me behind.” (x)

Question: “One thing you’ve learned from your character and one thing you would teach them.” Eliza: “I’ve learned some pretty badass moves... And I’d teach my character to take a break every now and then.” (x) / Lindsey: “I learned how to slice a wire!” (x)

eliza says she’d love to play poison ivy! / bob says he’d like to play dr. manhattan! (x) / lindsey says she’d love to play batgirl!

bob’s talking about how it’s funny that bodies just kinda disappear throughout the show like pike and the guy who created ALIE (x)

nadia says that bob and eliza have amazing “walt disney singing voices” and she’s so bitter about it LOL (x)

Question: “What was the hardest or worst scene to film?” Eliza: “When I had to be tackled by the panther, they threw a stuffed toy at me.” // Bob: “When I was wearing the adult diaper and hanging upside down.” (x) // Lindsey: “All the torture stuff was tough... I was just exhausted.” // Nadia: just GRIMACES LOL

Question: “Who would die first in the hunger games?” Answer from everyone: “Eliza.” (x)

Question: “What character would you bring with you to the hunger games?” Nadia: “A care bear.” / Lindsey: “Black widow... or one of the Amazons from Wonder Woman.” / Eliza: “Pikachu... or Neil Patrick Harris.” / Bob: “Deadpool- to lighten the mood.” (x)

THE BELLARKE FAMILY IS HERE AND ELIZA RAN DOWN TO HUG BABY LARA!!!

bob and eliza said they met at a kid’s choice award show in australia! eliza was 16 at the time! (x)

Bob: “Season 5 is the best version of Bellamy.” Lindsey: “I feel like this is the most honest version of Bellamy.” (x)

Eliza says that season 1 will always be nostalgic, but season 5 will be cool because the writers conferred with the actors on what they thought their character would be like after the time jump! (x)

Lindsey says that Raven is always evolving. And that she really enjoyed playing the aftermath of Finn because losing him was the end of innocence for Raven. (x)

Eliza, on advice for people struggling with body image issues: “I think about me at 21 and how I feel like I was perfect then, but at the time hated my body. And in 10 years, I might feel that way about how I look right now. So why not love the body you’re in?” (x)

Jo: “How was the conclave?” Nadia: “It was bullshit. I’m a nightblood. Nobody stabs me from the back. That was just bad writing.” Bob: “So you heard Jason’s not coming today, right?” (x)

via other twitter users:

Eliza says it bizarre to her that the show can end the world and restart it every year. (via ConfettiClarke) (x)

Bob said it was hard to get used to what they are this season since it's been 6 yrs, but he thinks this season has the best version of bellamy (x)

Eliza: it's bizarre to me that we can end the world and restart it. every. single. fucking. year (x)

Bob: I was first against who Bellamy was at the beginning of this season but on reflection it’s the best version of Bellamy (x)

A lot of interesting bits from the first cast panel at #UNITYDAYS! Best might be Bob and Eliza taking about how much their characters have changed & in Bob’s case being resistant to the change but realizing it was the most “honest” version of Bellamy. (x)

Bob said that there was a really tough scene to shoot last week. (via heda_skaikru) (x)

Relationships have “regressed and developed” over 6 years in space- expect some changes (SelinaW) (x)

*** Panel with Sachin and Richard and Tati ***

Jason gets so amped about the show like a kid x

The bunker is really claustrophobic according to Sachin x

Richard said he hadn't seen Sachin in 2 months. Sachin says it was like they really were separated- earth and space x

Richard: we are getting short haired sexy Murphy this year x

Richard characterizing murphy in 5 words: relentless. passionate. sadistic. caring. sweet-eyes x

Richard says Murphy and Raven’s chemistry is “undeniable” x And Murphy considers Bellamy his “best friend” x

The bunker is “the most confining, frightening thing” -Sachin x

Tati wants Gaia to make Indra proud and wants “full reconciliation” for them x

Bob and Richard are neighbours now. Sachin is so spicy that Richard moved away from him. x

What’s your favourite relationship? Richard: “Honestly, my favourite relationship is Raven. [...] I think Murphy has so much respect for her. Also, Bellamy. I think Murphy would consider Bellamy his best friend.” x

What would Tati like to see for Gaia this season? (Past tense to make herself past Tati btw!) Tati: “I guess I would have wanted to make her mom proud, not with the conceptual things Indra would have wanted for her, but to show proof of faith.” Reconciliation. x

How do Gaia and Octavia get along as almost-sisters? Tati: “At some point we’ve had to kind of learn to put our differences aside.” x

Richard thinks Murphy’s dad died when he was 10, and his mom 1-2 years after that. Six months later he set the fire, around 13. So he was in jail for years. Sachin: “That’s not fanfiction, that’s Murph-fiction.” x

Richard says that he thinks murphy was 10 when his dad died, and that he was 1.5-2 years older when his mom died. and murphy set the fire at age 13. and that’s why murphy is the way he is— there wasn’t a lot of love at a young age. x

Richard (about working with Bob): they love pushing each other. He also said they are next-door neighbors now in rl (x)

Who are their favourite new characters? Richard: “I have a clear favourite for many reasons.” William Miller! “He’s a bad mother fucker. He’s an incredible actor. You’re gonna love and hate him at the same time.” x

Themes for season 5? Tati: “What truly is unity?” x

Q: Favourite scenes to film? Tati: Opening the bunker with Adina, Henry, Isaiah, and Chris. And then a deleted scene where she rides a horse! Sachin: The truck scene with Jarod. They slid their “too sweet” signal into their hug so that it couldn’t be cut. x Richard: The first Murphy and Raven scene from season 2, hanging Bob, and him in the bunker alone. From Season 4, it’s the Raven and Murphy goodbye. x

On finding out about #Mackson: Richard: “I laughed my ass off. It made so much sense. I can’t believe it took 4 seasons for it to get there.” x

Richard and Sachin are imitating Bob’s voice while stating that one of the themes of the season is “you need to make decisions with your head and your heart”. (Via heda_skaikru) x

Tati, Sachin, and Richard said that a major theme for the season is: what truly is unity? x

Theme of S5: you need to make decisions with both your head and your heart, lol also this has devolved into them imitating Bob’s Bellamy voice (x)

*** Panel with Luisa, Chelsey, Jarod, Jessica ***

Emori finally gets a new costume this year after having the same outfit forEVER x

“Miller’s outfit is BADASS” - Chelsey x

Chelsey and Luisa had to discuss their character dynamic because they hadn’t had many scenes together previously x

Luisa wants to play bellamy and i would 100 percent want to see it x

which character would you rather play? Jess: I love Murphy and I could do a way better job / Miller: Murphy but their characters are already similar so Bellamy / Luisa: Bellamy - seems like a lot of fun / Chelsey: always Octavia because she loves stunts x

There’s a scene this year Jessica and Jarod were both part of, and half of the cast involved in the scene were on the verge of vomiting x

Emori is in this spacekru with a “full heart” x Emori thinks space is “the best thing in the whole world” x

Jess would have a hard time if Niytavia was canon because they wouldn’t be able to stop giggling - Luisa ships it irl and Jarod has seen it! x

Jarod had an emotional scene this season but didn’t feel he did as well as he would’ve liked to x

Emori was so excited to go to space SHE DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THE EARTH WAS ROUND x

favorite set to work on? Jarod: Mount Weather was warm and comfortable / Jess: Trading Post / Luisa: The Sand Dunes / Chelsey: a S5 set x

“God I love rubbing that thing.” - Sachin has an affection for @hicusick’s beard. x

Sachin called Paige: Paige’s favourite Kabby moment is their first kiss “because he stopped Abby from talking!” x

Tasya gets overwhelmed by how many weapons she uses at one time and has broken a few weapons. (x)

Tasya had a really hard time holding her position with her bow drawn during the Bellamy and Riley scene! “JUST MAKE A DECISION!!!!” (x)

do the Harmons want scenes together? Richard: “I don’t want to relive the first 18 years of my life.” x

*** Reviewer’s panel ***

The reviewer’s panel is speaking thoughtfully about how they’ve grown as writers through covering

*** Crew panel ***

During a crew panel at Unity Days, the lovely members of the props department talked about some of their favorite details that weren’t shown in the final cut of the show. One member, Anthony Vani, discussed the sword Octavia received when she became commander at the end of season 4. The sword is a relic of old commanders. In order to make it her own Octavia hand-made a special engraving. The enscription reads “Ge Smak Daun Gyon Op Nodotaim” (via linctavias) x

Other:

Clarke’s list or here [[[CLARKE GRIFFIN.]]]

I have lots of pics of iconic props! [The Prop people] were so nice and explained so many fascinating details. ALSO, the super nice prop guy said they’re already planning on being back for season 6 and was totally and completely confident nodding that there will be one. x

Infos at signing/photo ops/M&G:

BOB IS SO SWEET. He thanked me for getting this shirt and I told him I care a lot about it. I asked him to sign my photo "best unity day ever" and told him i liked it because Bellamy smiles. He then hinted to me that Bellamy would be smiling a lot this season x

Bob is having convos with everyone he's literally so personable. I was like, "Please tell me bell smiles at least once this season, can you hint that??" the way he talked about it was so cute jordan [[[twitter user’s friend is jordan]]] said "probably becuz murphy's his best friend now" he laughed x

bob did mention today that bellamy smiles more this season than ever before [[[hopefully because he finally got to kiss Clarke]]] and that that felt very weird for him! x

bob was at a promotional photoshoot the other day and the photographer asked him to smile and bob said, “my character doesn’t really do that.” so the photographer asked if bob could literally give him any other expression and bob was like “not really (x)

I asked Bob whether Bellamy had any hope Clarke had survived, since in their conversation before he insisted that he still had hope in the nightblood solution (Bob: “He was right!”). Bellamy thinks that Clarke was destroyed in the radiation wave. as far as he knew, Clarke was still fiddling around with the satellite dish when the others made it to space (since the lights weren’t already on). In Bob’s words, ‘He still has hope but he’s not hopeful, if you know what I mean. x

Bob said that he made Bellamy giggle in one episode of S5 but he thinks they kept it mostly because they were running out of time to refilm it x

I had Bob and Eliza sign the Day Trip script. They both read the whole thing before they signed. Bob said, “Oooohh this is the scene that got cut. They just cut another good one this season.” And I asked if he meant a #Bellarke scene and he said yes. x [[[the signed Day Trip script here]]]

Bob said that he’s gotten a few movie roles that he ultimately had to turn down due to conflicts with the 100 x

Bob has mixed feelings about driving the rover because he’s one of the only ones who can do it, but it’s also kind of dangerous because there aren’t seat belts and it’s in the forest with no road. x

Bob said that he liked the filming location where the beach scene in 3x13 with Eliza took place x

Bob dropped out of the movie with Zach because he had a significant disagreement with the producer x

At his meet and greet, Bob said that if Bellamy doesn’t use his [head] and his heart he’ll feel like he let Clarke down x

They were supposed to be back down on the ground for like a year and they haven't come down. So there's other stuff that happens up in space and there's a reason why they haven't been able to come down. So there's that kind of dilemma first off x

Bob on Bellamy being happy during his meet and greet on Saturday: "No, [...] Happiness. It's secondary on this show it seems like." x

I WAS EXPLAINING THAT I WANTED THIS SCENE FOR BOB AND ELIZA AND THEY TOOK IT SO SERIOUSLY. BOB WAS LIKE, “I NEED TO HOLD YOU AND YOU NEED TO FALL BACK AND I NEED TO STARE AT THE RAIN” AND ELIZA WAS LIKE “I NEED TO STARE AT YOU” x

bob was like “listen, i need to hold you and you need to sit on my knee” and i straight up was like “the internet will hate me though” x

LINDSEY IS WEARING A RAVENCLAW SCARF FOR HER AUTOGRAPHS x

Photos/ fanarts:

PHOTO: Bob, Eliza, Lindsey, Nadia via UnityEventsCa’s Instagram Story on January 20th, 2018

PHOTO: Eliza with an organizer

PHOTO: The 100 props, rifle + knives/swords,

PHOTO: smiling Bob with fan x

PHOTO: Richard Harmon during his autograph session at Unity Days on January 20th, 2018 [UnityEventsCa] x

PHOTO: Bob with fan (nice one) or here

PHOTO: Sachin and Jessica via Chelsey Reist’s Instagram Story on January 20th, 2018

PHOTO: Group photo (Bob, Eliza, Lindsey, Nadia) - The breakfast club.

PHOTO: Bob with pikachu hat

PHOTO: BrightCuPenny Successful photo op with Bob and Eliza! We were waiting for our turn and from around the corner we heard Eliza say, “Laraaaaa…” Baby was super sleepy but such a trouper! So here are season 5 Clarke, Bellamy, and Madi! #UnityDays2018 ( = beliza photo with bellarke baby)

PHOTO: elizajaneface All of my favorites. @richardsharmon @mr_sacho @linzzmorgan @officialbowietaylor #bob ❤️ (insta)

PHOTO: blake family photo re-created in real life @WildpipM, @MisElizaJane #UnityDays2018

PHOTO: cute beliza photos with fans here (head and heart pose) and here.

PHOTO: Eliza posing for a fan today (holding the face caress photo)

PHOTO: Bob has Vegemite in his teeth

PHOTO: Bob and Eliza holding a Bellarke edit that they had just signed for a fan

PHOTO: Bob and Eliza holding hands

PHOTO: Bob and Eliza signed an edit thanking Bellarke fans for voting the face caress scene from 4x13 as @eonlineTV’s sexiest moment of 2017 x

PHOTO: Bob with Bowie at #UnityDays2018 (x)

FANART: HEAD AND HEART FANART signed by Bob and Eliza

FANART: another bellarke fanart signed by Eliza [[[one of my faves]]]

Videos:

Bob Morley, Eliza Taylor, Lindsey Morgan, Nadia Hilker and Jarod Joseph during their panel at Unity Days via Chelsey Reist’s Instagram Story on January 20th, 2018

video of @Mr_Sacho and @harmon_jess dancing dramatically around the autograph room at @UnityEventsCA? (x)

Twitter:

@JRothenbergTV: Once upon a time, they lived happily ever after. A fairy tale foursome @RichardSHarmon @ivanamilicevic @WilliamMiller #KatieMcgrath #the100 #Supergirl (x)

Props props props! #UNITYDAYS2018 (x)

#changing from private to public #unity days 2018 #ud 2018 #masterpost #tweets are not mine; links are added #look this is freaking long and not sure yet if i add day 2 as a reblog or just into that post #PRIVATE

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