#guess who's coloring black and white photos again

[illiana-mystery]

Hello, you handsome, handsome man.

[sinswithpleasure]

I Double Fucking Dare You (ft. TWICE's Chaeyoung)

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One night only return from the dead comes my TWICE writing juice

This will not be regular.

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"So you're the photographer."

You look up from fiddling with your camera into the eyes of TWICE's Son Chaeyoung, the model for today. She's already dressed in her outfit for the shoot—Calvin Klein white sports bra and black shorts, paired with CK socks and shoes of the same color as her bra, with a large jacket over her body, left open, and the hood over her blonde locks. She reaches out her hand. 

"I'm Chaeyoung, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, I'm Youngjin."

You return the handshake firmly. Chaeyoung's lips curl up into a small grin, and you return it to her before you place your attention on your camera again. Chaeyoung watches as you make your last minute adjustments, her right shoulder against the wall as she leans against the surface. You look up to her once more, your eyes meeting hers. 

"Is there something wrong, Miss Son?"

"Oh, no. Just wondering if you were free right now."

"Yeah, we have forty minutes before the shoot, what's up?"

"Could you help me take a few pics for my Instagram?"

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Chaeyoung leads you round the corner to her dressing room, which is empty. She passes you her phone and directs you to kneel at a spot on the floor. She sits down and begins to pose with the jacket off her shoulders, her stare right into the lens. You move into work mode and begin snapping pictures, occasionally changing locations and poses. You use the couch, the fake wall of a makeshift changing cubicle, and even the tiled walls of the room, either directing Chaeyoung through a few poses or her directing you on the angles she wants.

"Wow, these are really nice! Thanks, Youngjin."

"No problem, Miss Son."

"Just Chaeyoung is fine, Youngjin."

She swipes through the photos one more time, and you prepare to head back. Your camera sits on one of the desks, and when you reach for it, Chaeyoung grabs you by the wrist. 

"Youngjin."

"Yes, Chaeyoung?"

"How about a few more pics?"

You start to retract your hand from your camera when Chaeyoung interrupts.

"Use the camera."

Hm…?

"I'll pay you a lot for this one, but you have to keep it secret."

One glance on your watch shows thirty minutes to the shoot. What does she want?

"What do you want me to do, Chaeyoung?"

"Let's do a more risque shoot. This is just for me. And you, I guess."

Hmm, risque? How risque? You wonder what the veteran idol is getting at. 

Chaeyoung responds by pulling one strap of her bra off her shoulder. She motions for you to pick up the camera. 

"Wait. You still haven't told me what we're doing."

"Thirty minutes, right? Let's just stay here and take a few photos of me in various states of undress. I've always wanted to be a nude model, but in a mix of artsy yet pornographic style. I know it's not something an idol should be doing, but the artist in me wants to try."

You hum in contemplation, both as an artist and a hormonal man. It wasn't every day a woman, let alone one of the most popular idols of this generation, proposes a secret nude photoshoot. While her reasoning wasn't something unique—you have other friends in the field that've done the same thing—you respect the courage to try asking. 

"I'll pay you ten thousand straight. If you do well, there might be more."

Well, shit. That's more than enough money for you to nod already, considering who was the one asking. 

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Chaeyoung has a clear vision in mind, and with her clear instructions, you make quick work of the angles and shots you take. The first shot has Chaeyoung's bra strap and jacket off her shoulder, a seductive gaze leveled right into the lens. A few more shots later, Chaeyoung's bra is off, held in her hand as she holds an unlit cigarette in the other, courtesy of you. She glares into the camera with confidence, which both speaks right to your artist's heart, and shamefully, your horny side. You can't help but snap a few shots of her torso and the cigarette in frame as well when the opportunity arises—you feel like it had potential. 

"I like it, Youngjin. Keep it up."

Chaeyoung pats you on the back, and you grin. You take the chance to check out her body for a bit when she leans over to monitor the other shots. She looks up at you, and she smirks when your eyes dart up to meet hers. A flash of panic at being caught shoots through your veins, but you try to conceal it. 

"Let's move on."

Chaeyoung's voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and you stare as she pushes her shorts off her hips. The now nude idol kicks the clothing aside, and she pulls the jacket off her body to wrap around her forearms and waist, the cloth falling over her plump ass and concealing it from sight. She stands facing a mirror, her hair covering her face, and you take position right behind her, where her reflection lines up with her body, and take the shot. She then takes one arm out of the jacket, and the other side hanging off her shoulder. Chaeyoung turns her head to the left, her side face impassive, and that's your cue to capture her image. Another shot has her holding the jacket up with one finger to her right, the cigarette between her teeth as she leans against the wall with one foot planted on the wall, the other supporting her weight, all while facing the lens. She ends with a couple of shots of her on the couch with the jacket on but open, sitting in various positions that would surely get the disapproval of many for being "unladylike". The camera captures every inch of her body, the unblinking eye of the lens burning each and every pixel into memory. This shoot is just as quick as the one earlier.

"Good job, Youngjin. You knew exactly what I wanted."

Chaeyoung clicks through the many shots you've taken throughout the ten minutes that've elapsed. She doesn't move to put on her clothing at all—she lounges on the couch just scrolling through the shots, and then she returns the camera. 

"One more thing.

"You've impressed me with these shots, as I knew you would. I've checked your portfolio, Youngjin, and I knew this is the quality I would get out of it.

"We should discuss the reward part a little more, shouldn't we? The ten thousand still remains on the table, but I'm going to sweeten the pot for the both of us.

"We have twenty minutes left, and I know you're attracted to me. We're alone in a room, one man and one woman, and I'm naked. I think you know what happens."

Chaeyoung stands up and takes a step towards you. Her body is dangerously close to yours, as are her lips. You can even feel the hot breath that brushes against your own lips when she speaks.

"I'll let you fuck me right now."

She continues on right through your shock and arousal.

"I've set the camera to video mode. Put it somewhere good and start recording us. I want a copy of it when we're done, together with all of the photos. You can keep a copy too, so you can jerk off to me whenever you want.

"What do you say, Youngjin? Wanna make a sex tape with TWICE's Son Chaeyoung?

You must have hesitated for a bit.

"I fucking dare you, Youngjin. I double fucking dare you."

You can't say no, and neither would you, now that she's challenging you. Your eyes dart around the room for a good spot, and you catch it—the desk next to you has a good view of both the couch and the empty space next to it. You rush to set it up, and you turn back to Chaeyoung while tugging your own shirt off. The satisfactory smirk Chaeyoung wears as she watches you undress only grows bigger when she sees your hard cock snap out of your boxers when you take them off. She leads you right in front of the camera, and she smiles at it as she kneels down. She brings her lips to your cock, and you groan when she kisses your wet tip, then takes your length into her warm, wet mouth. 

Chaeyoung wastes no time—her tongue teases your tip as she bobs her head along your shaft. Saliva coasts every inch of your shaft as she blows you hard and fast. You know she's only doing this to prepare you for her pussy—she's been wet already for the last few shots, and with fifteen minutes left before the shoot, you're both not left with the luxury of time to have sex at your own pace. You groan with every bob of her head, and you can hear Chaeyoung rubbing herself below as well, the moans of pleasure and wet sounds of masturbation joining your vocalizations of pleasure.

When the idol gets up from your blowjob, her next instructions are softly whispered against your lips again.

"Fuck me, Youngjin."

It doesn't take long for Chaeyoung to lead your cock to line up with her pussy. You can feel her juices coat your tip as she leans back against the wall to line you up, and when she nods, you thrust your hard shaft right between her nether lips, and you penetrate Chaeyoung inch by inch. Both you and her moan loudly as the pleasure you draw from each other's body. When you hilt into Chaeyoung, she hops onto you, her legs locking around your waist into a stand-and-carry position, assisted by the smooth wall behind her. 

"Fuck me Youngjin," she repeats.

"Fuck me and make me cum, and I'll let you finish inside my pussy."

Ten minutes remain. 

"Oh, fuck yes, fuck yes, that's it Youngjin."

Chaeyoung's soft moans of pleasure mesh against your own when you begin to fuck up into her wet cunt. Her warm tight velvety walls grip your cock hard with every thrust, and you can't help but give in to the streaks of pleasure that it brings you. Chaeyoung's moans get louder when you kiss her breasts, your lips planting soft peck after soft peck on her petite chest until your tongue swipes over her taut bud. Your lips wrap around it, and you suck on her right breast while you fuck her, her moans increasing in volume at your actions.

"So good, Youngjin, fuck, fuck!"

"Damn it, Chaeyoung, you're so damn tight, fuck!"

Seven minutes.

"Quick, Youngjin."

You begin to ramp up the thrusts. With your hands on Chaeyoung's hips and ass, you hold her steady while you begin to thrust harder and faster. Both yours and Chaeyoung's moans increase in volume and frequency in time with your thrusts, and the world-famous idol begins to play with her own breasts while fuck into her. Chaeyoung has her eyes closed, her jaw slack as each thrust rocks her body. 

"How does it feel, Chaeyoung?"

"So good, so fucking good. How about you, Youngjin, does it feel good fucking an idol?"

"So fucking good, Chaeyoung."

"Good, good, now fucking make me cum."

With your instructions delivered, you begin to move to the final act with Chaeyoung. Four minutes left, and you desperately need to cum, as does she. You begin to pound her right where you are in front of the camera, and you crush your lips to Chaeyoung's in a bid to muffle both yours and her moans. The loud claps and wet sounds of sex echo around the room as you make out with her while pounding her tight pussy, and you can feel your orgasm beginning to approach. 

"Oh, fuck, Youngjin, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, fuck I—!!"

Chaeyoung's words devolve into a broken yet drawn out moan as she shudders within your embrace. Her hips buck harshly as her tight pussy walls quiver around your cock, and the world famous TWICE member cums right on your cock. Chaeyoung gasps and whines as the orgasm takes hold of her, and you keep on fucking her throughout the entire process. Thrust after thrust, you send your cock deep into Chaeyoung's orgasming cunt while chasing your peak, and it comes mere seconds later as your hips stutter and lose their rhythm. 

"Chaeyoung, I—!"

You don't even get to finish your sentence before the first blast of semen fires deep into Chaeyoung's pussy. You moan with every subsequent shot of thick hot cum into her womb, and you empty your balls deep into Chaeyoung's needy cunt with every shallow thrust you can make, all until you feel the last droplets of cum spurt into her tight walls. 

The rush to switch the camera off and get dressed is crazy, but you'd have it no other way. Both you and Chaeyoung help to find each other's clothing, and you both manage to get yourselves back to looking semi-professional in the last two minutes before moving out together to the shoot location down the hallway. 

Chaeyoung whispers in your ear before both of you move to part and get ready for your individual jobs.

"Get my number from my manager. I'd love to shoot more with you."

She turns to leave, but she turns back again. 

"Maybe next time, we'll have more time to fuck."

[delulujuls]

fuck, marry, kill | lh44, gr63

hi! im sorry for not being on time but hey, no surprise to having the best ideas when its already too late. anyway please enjoy!

summary: the mercedes trio is getting ready for halloween party, lewis is being a total babygirl as always, georgie boy being unbothered king as always too

warnings: none, they are pure goofballs

pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!mercdriver x george russell

George scrunched his nose, feeling the first stamp of paint on his cheek.

"I already don't like this."

Y/N rolled her eyes, putting more paint onto the sponge.

"I've just started, so please cooperate and let me work."

He squeezed his eyelids as he felt his face gradually being covered in white color. The atmosphere at the Mercedes headquarters that afternoon was very exciting, all due to preparations for the evening Halloween party.

"Is it at least vegan?" George asked again, nervously adjusting himself in his place.

Lewis sitting next to them couldn't help but laugh, tearing his gaze away from his phone.

"Give me one reason why makeup paint wouldn't be vegan" he asked.

"I have no idea, that's why I'd rather make sure."

Y/N shook her head and returned to covering his face with paint.

"And you, Lewis, do you have any ideas yet?"

She asked, glancing at the man who had been searching for inspiration for his costume for the past few minutes.

"I'd advise against anything with white paint and it's not just because it could be seen as racist."

George chimed in, trying to scratch his nose for which he immediately received a tap on the hand.

"Men in Black? The Weeknd?" the man shook his head while scrolling through Pinterest. "Everything is too simple and obvious."

"We could have some matching costumes," Russell suggested, feeling relieved as the girl put down the paint and reached for powder. "I'd feel better knowing that you guys are going through this as well."

"That's actually not a bad idea," Y/N nodded, looking at her friends. "The only question is, what kind?"

Lewis exhaled and focused on his phone again. The trio remained silent for a moment until the man showed them a photo with an potential inspiration.

"I think I have a favorite."

Y/N furrowed her brows, looking at the photo he showed. It took her a moment to decipher what the trio of girls in the picture was dressed up as.

"Fuck, Marry, Kill! Oh God, that is brilliant!"

"Let me be 'Kill' because I might as well kill myself if I have to wash this off" George said, adjusting the headband holding his hair.

"I'm fine with that" the girl assured, taking a brush, black eyeshadow and starting to paint skull elements on his face. "And what about you, Lewis?"

"I can let you have the first choice."

The man replied, resting on his hand and watching as George's makeup slowly began to take shape.

"Everyone thinks 'Fuck' when they look at you, so I guess we know the answer."

The girl said, giving him a meaningful look.

Lewis looked a little flustered, trying to cover his reaction with laughter. The three of them had been friends for almost four years, but Lewis was very easy to embarrass, even in jokes.

"You'd look good as the groom though, but I'm sure that everyone would probably point out that Y/N is being objectified for letting her being "Fuck", what about woman rights and all the other shitty nonsense," George added "PR people would have a busy evening."

"Geez Georgie boy, just say that I'm not attractive and no one would want to fuck me," Y/N interjected with feigned seriousness, struggling to hold back her laughter.

"Don't provoke me into this conversation, especially not now when I'm not at my best," he replied, trying to remain still as she painted his eyes.

Lewis returned to browsing his phone, this time with a clear idea of what he was looking for. When he found a specific photo, he hesitated for a moment about presenting his idea.

"Do you have red lipstick, Y/N?" He asked uncertainly, glancing at his friend. She nodded, not breaking her concentration. However, when he didn't expand on the topic, she looked at him.

"But what do you need red lipstick for, exactly?"

Lewis wordlessly showed her his phone with a picture where a guy was covered in red lipstick kisses. Y/N raised her eyebrows in shock, while George nodded approvingly.

"The idea is great and I truly love you, but don't count me as the one to give you those kisses,"Russell replied.

Lewis looked at Y/N, unsure if this suggestion wasn't too much and could potentially offend her in any way. However, she didn't react negatively at all; instead, she nodded and smiled enthusiastically.

"People on Twitter are gonna shit themselves."

When George's makeup was ready, the rest of the preparations went smoothly. Even getting the wedding accessories for Y/N wasn't as problematic as keeping Russell in one place with his mouth shut for more than five minutes during his make up. When the girl was ready, she took the red lipstick, which was the highlight of the program and found Lewis, who was already dressed in his dark red suit pants, perfectly matching his shirt. The man smiled at the sight of his friend, who had done a great job finding her costume at the last minute.

"How do you feel about the party?" the girl asked, opening a small mirror and painting her lips.

"I'm okay, and you?" the man replied, nervously adjusting the cuffs of his shirt.

"Me too, I must admit I like these kinds of parties."

Y/N closed the mirror and glanced at her friend, signaling him to sit down. He followed her command, getting nervous almost as if it were his first interaction with a girl ever.

"Do you have any specific idea about how to arrange these kisses, or can I improvise?"

"I trust you completely."

The girl nodded and without thinking too much just leaned toward him. Just then George entered the room, also dressed and ready to go.

"Thank goodness I found you in time," he said, closing the door behind him. "Now no one can accuse you of deliberate kisses."

"You're definitely taking this too seriously," Y/N laughed and leaned toward Lewis, pressing her lips to his cheek. The man smiled involuntarily and looked at her, slightly taken aback when she moved away and examined her work.

"One down, about twenty-nine to go," George commented, sitting in a nearby chair. "Don't fall in love with each other during this time."

Lewis sat still, even trying not to breathe too loudly. Y/N left kisses on his cheek, neck and chest like stamps. When she finished, she nodded approvingly.

"It turned out better than I thought."

"We all look awesome, but now get rid of the evidence and let's go because I'm starving."

The girl wiped her lips clean and the three of them headed to the company's party. Y/N secured seats, Lewis went for drinks and George immediately greeted the snacks. Toto holding a champagne glass took a big sip when he noticed Lewis's rather original outfit.

"I guess you're not the author of those kisses."

The man stated more than he asked, when he approached George.

"Come on, boss, I used my best lipstick for this. Huda Beauty," George said with utmost seriousness and holding three plates of snacks he returned to his friends, ready for the next adventures of the Halloween night.

[melminli]

cats and colors

summery: you talk about how black & white reminds you of satoru and suguru

contains: gn reader, no pronouns mentioned, non curse au, satosugu talk, fluff/crack, satoru being in love with reader a bit, kinda weird ending but really funny

"aww." you exclaimed when you saw two cats playing with each other on the sidewalk. guess it was worth it after all to wait outside on a bench while satoru was withdrawing some money. you nudged geto with your elbow to get him to turn his attention away from his phone. "look. it's you and satoru." you said, pointing to the two animals with a small smile on your face.

he looked a little confused for a second until his gaze went to your finger and saw the scene in front of him. "this again? is it really just because one is black and the other is white?" he asked, not really understanding the concept behind it. he really wanted to, though.

you always spoke up when you saw the two opposite colors together, just to say how it reminded you of them. they usually got it through messages you sent in the group chat, like just a while ago when you sent them a photo of just two side by side chairs in ikea with the caption reminded me of you guys.

you nodded. "yeah. why?"

geto just shrugged his shoulders. "i don't know. i guess i just don't think our hair color is the crucial factor that represents us as you know us and like as friends." he laughed out, making up this little theory. he stopped laughing once he noticed your completely serious expression.

"oh, please. you think i'm a beginner?" you asked a little offended. "it's so much more than just your dumb hair." you began waving your hands in the air as you made your impassioned declaration. "these colors represent you so beautifully because they're opposites who still go perfect with each other, like ying and yang for example. Satoru is hot-tempered and extroverted, which is usually more associated with something light, while you have a more introverted and quiet nature, which is more associated with something darker." you took both your hands and put them together to demonstrate. "like two puzzle pieces... but on second thought, your hair colors also play a bit into that, i guess."

his mouth just opened slightly at what you said since he didn't necessarily know how to respond to that. "that's very perceptive on your part. i'm kind of impressed - a bit scared - but uhm, mostly impressed." he admitted.

"i can't believe they don't accept credit cards in that place. i mean, who carries cash around these days." satoru interrupted you two a bit annoyed because of the fact that he had to go to the bank. he then spotted out of the corner of his eye the two cats that were still playing around with each other, and his mood lifted again as he watched the two. "aww, how cute." he stated and took out his cell phone to take some pictures.

"they're you and me." geto said and looked at you afterward. when satoru heard that, he knew exactly what he was referencing with that. "if the black cat is geto and the white one is me, then you would be a...birmen cat!" he decided, placing two question marks over both of your heads. this statement had little to do with your previous profound explanation.

"...birmen cat?" you repeated, not quite sure what that meant exactly. you were also having trouble deciphering what such a cat looked like, to be honest.

satoru just nodded while looking at you a bit dreamy. "i love birmen cats. they're my favorite."

his best friend laughed slightly at that and looked over at you to see if you could read the meaning between the lines. unfortunatly for his best friend, it didn't look like it since you still seemed to be thinking what a fucking birmin cat had to do with your color theory. "...that's cute i guess?" you said in the end and were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard a loud meowing out of nowhere.

geto quickly spoke up with a stern tone before anyone could say anything. "i'm not going to listen to any theories or sick jokes about this." he said, deeply regretting his previous saying.

three pairs of eyes turned to the two cats who had previously been playing sweetly with each other. the two were now busy with something else entirely as the white cat mounted the black one from behind to...perform certain activities.

oh.

[sirensplayhouse]

Hi Siren, guess who got into the void last night? So I don't want to tell the whole story because we would be here for 3 hours but all I can say I was overcomplicating it and I was falling asleep before I could get in so I finally just decided to do it and do I layed down and put on a subliminal and just repeated affirmations and it surprisingly took 5-10 minutes and I got in and it was pitch black I couldn't see or hear anything and so then I just affirmed "I have everything in my void list" and guess what, when I woke up I had EVERYTHING on my void list:

New hair type and color (it's now 3c and burgundy)

Food

A mansion

My own room (considering the fact that I had to share a room with my younger brother)

A chef

Starbucks

Height increase

All of the clothes from my pinterest board.

All of the jewelry that was in my photo album

My zodiac sign (which is why I chose ♏ anon)

A whole new birth chart

My intelligence

Straight and white teeth

I got full results from my beauty subliminal playlist (I look so good omfg)

I stop maladaptive daydreaming (I had trouble with this due to personal reasons)

Completely hairless everywhere except scalp hair eyebrow and eyelash hair

My personality

Fluency in 7 different languages

Graduating 8th grade early and not going to school for the rest of the year

And more

I have a lot more but these are the most exciting to me. So I just wanted to say again for the motivation because you really helped me a lot these past couple of days,

So thank you again and have a good day. ♏ Anon

OH MYYYYYYY congrats love ! that’s amazing I’m so happy for you🥹let’s talk about how you just sent an ask yesterday saying you were gonna tap into the void and now you’re back with a success story🤭🕺🏾

[chubsonthemoon]

GUESS WHOSE BOOK ARRIVED TODAYYYYYY SO NOW I GET TO POST PICS!!!!

This is To Hell and Back Again, by dear dear @perexcri. Cover design by @byierficrecs (thank you SO much for letting me use your design!). Binding by me!

I'm not in ST fandom, but I had the pleasure of skimming this fic while I was typesetting, and can I just say? I'm rooting for these kids SO hard. I'd go to hell and back again for them--[GUNSHOT]

But in all seriousness, Leah's writing is whip-smart, sincere, and funny as hell. I cannot recommend it enough to anyone who is a fan of these crazy kids. Her ao3 is a veritable treasure trove of excellent byler stories, which you should absolutely check out right now go do it!!!

As usual, process chatter and more pics, under the cut! <3

WORD COUNT: 144k

FONTS:

Title: Hellprint

Heading/Chapter Headings/Spine Titling: Norwester

C4 Summary: Roboto Condensed

Main Body Text: Garamond

COVER MATERIAL: Epson Premium Presentation Paper Matte, printed on my Epson Ecotank (more on that later baha)

HEADBANDS: Trebizond silk thread in the colors Garnet and Black

EDGE PAINTING: Acrylic paint in Crimson and Black

TITLING: Red iron-on foil for the text and white HTV for my maker's mark. Cut by Charlotte, my Cricut!

BINDING:

This was my first go at a German Bradel binding! I've seen lots of Renegade folks use this method and am so psyched I got around to trying it myself. I modified DAS's approach a bit and tipped on endpapers instead of sewing them in (there were a lot of new things to learn so I decided to shelve sewn endpapers for the next binding XD). I also only had 2.0 mm bookboard instead of 1.0 mm, so instead of layering two of the same boards like DAS did, I instead used one 2.0 mm board and one very thin piece of cardboard to create the groove for the hinge. The original article that DAS bases his video on actually uses boards of two different sizes too--a "thick" board and a "thin" board--but I still want to experiment with DAS's way of doing it, especially since I think it'll be easier to do cutouts on thinner board.

As far as matching the groove with the hinge, I think I did pretty okay for my first try! One board is definitely better fitting than the other though baha. There's always room for improvement, but hey that's where half the fun is anyway (and also you can't tell after the case-in whew), so I'm not stressed about it :D

COLOR SCHEME:

Nearly all of my design decisions for the color scheme were based off of @byierficrecs's gorgeous cover design! They were so generous in letting me use their cover and answering my questions about fonts, for which I can't thank them enough. And with so many wonderful elements to work with, it was so much fun to tease out the elements I loved from their work!

I decided to keep with the theme of red/black, which I also thought was fitting for a ST fic set largely in the Upside Down. Thus, black painted edges with red vines, as a kind of inverted, "upside down" continuation of the cover:

Even the thread I used to sew the signatures is red/black! :3 (please also ignore how the picture of the textblock is not focused on the actual textblock ajsldkfjs it was very late when I took that photo)

COVER PRINTING:

This was my first time printing a cover on my new printer (!!!), and BOY oh boy was it an adventure. Figuring out the dimensions took a second, but not as long as it took me to figure out what settings produced something I was happy with. Behold, all my test prints:

Very long story short, let's just say now I understand why being a prepress color specialist is literally a career you can have in publishing LOL.

Also, for some reason I could only sometimes get the bleed to work? Basically what I ended up doing was painting over the parts where the design didn't quite extend over the turn-ins, using with the same black acrylic paint I used for the edges. You can see this more clearly in the photos I took of the groove, and the endpapers covered the messy bits when I cased in:

THE MAIN INGREDIENT: LOVE

Finally!! The most important part of the process!!! HI LEAH ILY!!!! This fic is special for a lot of personal reasons, but chief among them is LOVE!!!! Your A/N's made me tear up when I first read it, because AH! You read my words of love!!! And went and wrote hundreds of thousands of your own words of love!!! And now I hope I've given that love back once again :3 And on and on we go, ad infinitum, until we are relieved of the curse of literacy and greet whatever comes after all this, thanks be to Todd. But until then, I'm so glad I get to shoot holes out of bagels and scream about radioactive tumblr posts and cry over fake people with you, friend :] Truly, peace and love on FUCKING Planet Earth. We are making it and we will all go together when we--[ANOTHER GUNSHOT]

I'm so excited to see where we're going, and what other stories we have to tell. But for now: EEEEEEEE YOU WROTE A BOOK!!!!!!!

<33333!!!

[doberbutts]

People really learned the term "white passing" and just started using it on every pale PoC they see in order to discount their experiences with racism and oppression huh? I see it used to shoot down latino people, mixed people, SWANA people, light skinned black people, south Asian people, etc., groups I've all seen be labeled as "white passing" by random o line trying to dismiss them when they talk about their experiences when the vast majority of them are not. They can't be dense enough to think that skin color is the only thing that clocks people as non white right, there's facial hair, eye color, lip shape, nose shape, hair texture, etc. Especially when people are talking about their very real experiences with racism and oppression??? Who the fuck are they to say "no you didn't actually experience this, you're white/white passing actually". It's so incredibly frustrating to see done over and over again (often by ACTUAL white people).

If somebody talks about their experiences with racism I'm just gonna believe them instead of trying to pick apart their experiences because I've deemed "they're lying and actually white passing" or w/e. Legit who the fuck do people think they are to think they have the final say on people's lived experiences with racism??? The term white passing has become so diluted (a term that originated in Black communities to describe a very specific experience) and is being used to shut down PoC.

I look like this and people have tried it on multiple occasions with me. Now I am mixed race. And you could call me light skinned I guess, depending on the time of year and how long I've spent outside I'm darker than Obama and Beyonce but lighter than Lupita and Chadwick. But [general] you really think white people look at me and sees anything except a black person??? I mean other Native people usually recognize me as Native sure, and other black people see that there's "something else" present (most incorrectly guess afrolatino fwiw, probably seeing the Native and not realizing what they're recognizing) but ain't no one looks at my face and sees a white person. The closest to white passing I've ever been is when I meet someone initially without them seeing my face (so by text or voice only) when I was still going by my birth name, and THAT wasn't safe either because the second my black ass was visible there was a major problem that what they thought was a little white girl with a cute name was actually... me...

Now I don't talk to Saint. We are not friends. I've scrolled enough of his blog in the past investigating if I needed to actually give a shit what he does to know that he is very cagey about showing his face due to privacy concerns. He has occasionally posted non-face photos and has fairly light skin in though photos. I also know that his story about being mestizo has been fairly consistent and thus gives me really no reason to question him. And like all mixed race people, while you may gain lighter skin you also can never really escape the racism that comes whenever someone figures you out.

It's something I've been chewing on for a while but like. Maybe so many mixed race people saying they experience rejection from both/all of their shared demographics is a thing that should be listened to instead of dismissed as a "tragic mulatto" stereotype 🤷‍♂️ when people are literally doing exactly the thing that mixed race folks are complaining about, maybe it shouldn't be dismissed out of hand but rather addressed as a problem within the community.

For someone to blatantly say "this person isn't a POC because they're mixed race and light skint and so they're practically white" literally IS the rejection that mixed race people talk about all the fucking time.

[stariisoda]

Arcana Themed Kandi Bracelets (PART 1)

The Main Six! (Left: Asra, Julian and Nadia/Right: Muriel, Portia and Lucio

Guess who got into Kandi making? Me. Wanted to make some Arcana inspired singles (cause that's all I can make lol)

So I went with the most obvious characters:the ones you can date in game.... Duhhh....

(I'm gonna make more, maybe the courtiers next???)

(Read for more photos and explanation)

Asra: I chose a heart charm that has a smaller heart inside of it for... Obvious plot reasons. Then the teal and purple because I think teal is their favorite color? I think? And purple because that's what I see when I think about him. Star beads because magic. Also, the little white tri-beads kinda look like bones from the side, so take that as you will.

Nadia: I picked an owl charm for her because it could either represent Chandra or The High Priestess. Her colors are mainly her color palette, and most of the beads are pearlesent.

Julian: There wasn't a raven, but this bird that kinda looks like a hummingbird? Whoops, I just couldn't find anything else that reminded me of him. So the bird is supposed to represent either Malak, The Hanged Man or a plague doctor mask (the beak is long lol) This one is pretty plain, having black beads in the back and two ab finish black beads in the front. And the red.

Muriel: You can't really see it in this angle, but I picked a house charm, because it reminds me of his little hut in the woods. Also Muriel's a home body. Used the tri-beads again for the same purpose as Asra. Chose big blocky letters because it better suits his vibe. And then more earthy tones, with the black ab beads for his cloak.

Portia: A cat charm to represent either Pepi or The Star. Star beads because The Star. Then the rest of it is just her color palette. (Don't know a whole lot about her, sorry)

Lucio: I picked a crown charm because... Because he's the count. Also it's so ugly, I honestly dislike his bracelet, despite him being my favorite character. I chose those awful gold beads because, let's be honest, Lucio would love that. Picked them because they were kinda over the top. (Originally was going to use the same letter beads as Asra and Nadia.) Uses small red beads and two faceted yellow beads at the front (looks like gems). The rest is his color palette, although it's mainly ab, pearl and glitter colors other than the red, which is solid. I made his bracelet ugly on purpose because he would probably have something like that. (Oh, he has his necklace haha)

Them all laid out together

Then all of them on my arm

Anyways, that's it for now! If you stayed to read all of that, thank you! I liked trying to come up with meanings behind them and designing each one.

I'm aiming to do the courtiers next 👀

[pillow-anime-talk]

his favorite cam girl.

synopsis: Toji as a fan of your sex channel and perverse videos.

# tags: scenario; fan-idol relation, i guess; sugar daddy or smth like that; cam girl!reader; holy smut; nsfw

warnings: mention of sexual activities, sex cam, toys, masturbation, fingering, daddy kink, beg kink, boobs play, squirting, plug, slutty names & maybe more

includes: female reader ft. toji fushiguro {jjk}

music {click}

author’s note: amen.

Working on webcams was the most profitable and easiest source of income for you. With a few broadcasts a week, you were able to raise enough money to buy a small apartment with cash, as well as a new, small car. You didn’t have to deny yourself the pleasure of new clothes, underwear or cosmetics, and you could afford to go to a restaurant every week for your favorite food or even montly catering. You also saved some money for the future, and invested the rest in new equipment (camera, microphone and monitor) and toys that you needed for photos or videos for your other social media.

It was Friday evening; it was the perfect time to turn on the recording and say ‘Hello, everyone’ to people who in a short moment will be willing to give you their life savings just to see you having fun with yourself and to see your ass out for the camera. So you put on a comfortable outfit – a white lace underwear and a plug with a bunny tail. Additionally, you also wore a white mask on your face, which allowed you to hide your identity all these long months.

You turned on the stream and immediately almost a thousand people appeared on your broadcast. You’ve been pretty popular on this site and you’ve literally hit the TOP 10 this year. You greeted the viewers, turned on the music playlist and launched paid requests. Once you crossed your first cash threshold, you slowly warmed up, taking off your bra and turning to the camera to show off your bunny tail.

More money flowed into your piggy bank, and you slowly began to fulfill requests with high donate; you sat comfortably on your black chair and then spread your legs to expose your wet pussy. First you used your fingers, then added a small but pretty vibrator to your fun. The pink color reflected well in the camera, and hundreds of subsequent requests made your heart smile.

On the other side of the screen sat Toji, tired from the whole day’s work, who, seeing his favorite cam girl, smiled under his breath. His swollen dick begged to be freed from his dark pants and taken care of, but he stared at your naked body for a brief moment before unzipped his pants and sliding them down along with his black boxers. He gripped his huge and hard cock, then bit his lip as he watched you slowly touch your breasts, almost drooling at the pleasure you were giving yourself.

Toji would give anything and everything to be next to you and put his cock inside you and then fill you with his hot cum. He wanted to touch your pretty thighs, bite your nipples, kiss your lips (both, of course) hard and just fuck you until you passed out on that fucking chair.

Your fingers circled your clit quickly, and you closed your shiny eyes, occasionally moaning or glancing at the comments, reading some of them aloud. Toji decided to spice up your broadcast a bit and sent you 35,000 yen.

toji0: say my name and call me daddy so i’ll give you more, my little slut

You almost choked on your own saliva at the sight of a large number. Nevertheless, for such a sum of money, you immediately changed your position to a more comfortable one and reached for the dildo from the wooden desk. Toji smiled in satisfaction as your little pussy took a huge cream-colored cock inside. Almost as hard as his own.

“... O-Oh, daddy. It’s you, again.” You groaned almost choking. “Toji... I missed you so much.” You added with one eye open, and the man only squeezed his cock tighter, feeling his ball ache from denial his own orgasm. “Fuck me harder, daddy.”

You were like a smol snowflake melting in a hot pan. The floor below you was damn wet, and the chair cushion definitely needed wash after the live. Still, you continued, speeding up your hand movements. Your legs were shaking with pleasure.

toji0: good cumslut, you better start begging for more

Another fifty thousand yen landed in your account and you groaned louder; the hard blush on your cheeks matched your face perfectly. You should definitely contact this viewer and offer him a private live or Discord call for an additional fee. After all, ‘toji0’ has always generously rewarded your requests and has been a regular viewer of your channel.

“P-Please, ughh... Fill me with your cum, Toji.”

All the men (and a few women) on a live stream were burning with envy at the sight. Toji could boast of high earnings, so spending several thousand in one evening was nothing special for him. Others, unfortunately, were not so lucky in life and all they could offer was a pitiful thousand or five thousand yen. But he really was your biggest fan, so he thought you deserved all his money.

“Daddy, I want more.” You grunted with a slight smirk as you pulled the wet dildo out of your pussy. You lightly licked the tip of it, then touched your boobs and collarbones once more.

toji0: then you better stick that dick to the floor and jump on it screaming my name, fuckdoll

After seeing the amount of one hundred thousand yen, you almost squirted on the floor. You quickly replied to the anonymous viewer with a short ‘Yes, daddy’ and pinned the toy to a flat surface, before setting the camera to the right angle so that your favorite viewer had the best view of your bouncing tits and swollen pussy.

“Oh, Toji.” You grunted as your body devoured the entire toy. “D-Daddy, I want to ride you all night long so badly.” You said and somewhere in the back of your head you wondered what the stranger looks like.

You responded by moving your hips while touching your pussy with your right hand, and after a short while you cummed on the floor. Your clitoris was throbbing like crazy and you were having a hard time catching your breath. Your cheeks were hot and your forehead was so sweaty. You really wanted to take off the mask, but you rejected the idea right away. Toji, on the other hand, messed up his thighs and shirt with satisfaction, breathing heavily.

However, that wasn’t the last command he gave you that night.

[hoodie-buck]

i haven’t written anything in days, so here, have all of this 😌 more from fwb buck 1.0.2

thanks for the tags loves @spotsandsocks @spaceprincessem @buddierights 🩵

With one last look in the mirror and another fluffing to the couch pillows, Eddie took in a deep breath, closing his eyes as he let it out slowly.

The ringing of the doorbell had him immediately on edge all over again, Eddie taking in another breath before moving toward his door and pulling it open.

As it turned out, Eddie had prepared himself for everything but meeting Buck.

Buck was tall, having a couple inches on Eddie. His legs were miles long, Eddie getting lost on them a moment before stopping at his thighs, ones that were thick and stretching the material of his jeans. The guy was wearing a light blue long sleeve on top, ones with buttons at the top. He looked nice, good. None of it was what really caught Eddie’s attention though. No, that would be the piercing blues he had, the ones that were brought out with the color of his shirt. They were so blue, like two pools that Eddie wanted to dive right into. Apart from his eyes, Eddie became lost in the blotchy mark above his left eye; it had to be a birthmark. Eddie now knew why his black and white photos had looked odd on that part of his face.

“Even better in person, huh?”

Oh, so the guy was a flirt on and off the screen? Well, Eddie didn’t mind. He could handle himself just fine.

“I wasn’t expecting you to have giraffe legs, but I guess you’ll do.”

Buck let out a laugh, one that went straight to Eddie’s heart. It was hearty, and full of life. Eddie immediately committed it to memory.

Buck peered around him, then, Eddie looking back to follow his gaze.

“Well I wasn’t expecting—” Buck gestured with his hands, Eddie still confused.

“Wasn’t expecting what?”

Eddie stepped back to let Buck in, the man taking a cautious step passed the threshold.

“Is this the part where you murder me?”

Eddie whipped his head around, raising his brows to Buck.

“What—jesus Buck, what are you even talking about?”

Buck gestured his hands around again, waving toward the kitchen area. “That. What—why’s it so dark, and what the hell is with all the candles?��

Buck took another step, brows furrowed. “Did you know that over twenty-three-thousand fires are started a year from candles? That’s over three percent of fire related incidents!”

Eddie’s eyes widened a bit. He had no idea why Buck was so concerned with the candles, nor where or why he had all of these facts about them.

“Buck, half of those are fake…battery operated. And they’re to help set the mood…” He trailed off, Buck’s face scrunching up a bit, Eddie instantly finding it all too adorable.

“Oh.” Buck paused after that, not saying anything for a moment. He scratched at the back of his head, his shirt lifting up a tinge, Eddie unable to track the movement.

“I uh, I didn’t realize this was like an actual date.”

Oh.

Eddie was the one who was confused then. Buck looked ready to bolt at any moment, Eddie desperate to hold onto him for some reason.

it’s late and i’m sure everyone’s done this but incase you haven’t and wanna share something: @heartbeatdiaz @redlightsandicedtea @loveyourownsmiilee @justsmilestuffhappens @onward--upward @honestlydarkprincess @monsterrae1 @alyxmastershipper @elvensorceress @eddiesbicowboy @stanningsky @jacksadventuresinwriting @wh0re-behavi0r

[marshmallowprotection]

Mystic Messenger 7th Anniversary Analysis

Is it that time of the year again? Yup! It’s that time of year! That means I get to spend my evening writing about the themes in this promotion as well as take my guess at what’s going to happen in the photo. God knows I will be talking about the official release of the image when it comes out as well because it’s bound to have a lot of Easter Eggs.

Last year, we had a lot of tidbits in the photo that kept popping up every time I looked around for another spot!

Now, there is only so much I can muse over with what they’ve given us but I’ll do my best for all of you.

Alright. Let me get this out of my system in all caps first. OH MY GOD. IT’S THE WEDDING OF A LIFETIME. IT’S OUR WEDDING. HEY, MCs. WE’RE ALL THE NEXT TO GET MARRIED. NOBODY’S LEFT OUT. I’M GOING TO SOB RIGHT NOW. ACTUALLY, I AM SOBBING. I STIMMED SO HARD FOR. LIKE. I DON’T KNOW. TWENTY MINUTES. THE THOUGHT OF SEEING MY HONEY IN THE WEDDING APPAREL HE NEEDS FOR THE SECOND TIME IS SENDING ME INTO A FRENZY.

Because, the last time Saeran was dressed like a groom, our lovely SapphireIceCream drew it!

I still like to look at him.

If he and Saeyoung both are sporting side-swept bangs, that’s the end of me. Every time I see Saeran with in that hairstyle, I froth at the mouth. He’s just so handsome and I don’t know what to do with myself. it’s a shame that he gets that hairstyle in a BE for the RAE. It’s so stylish for him and I never know what to do with myself when he does that. I’ll need to scream again now.

OKAY. OKAY. HE’S GONNA BE SO PRETTY. OH, BOY. THIS IS COMING BY TOMORROW NIGHT AND I DON’T KNOW HOW I’M GOING TO SURVIVE. I HAVE MADE IT THIS FAR BUT. OKAY. OKAY. Phew. Okay, I think I got most of it out of my system. Expect the more sentimental post about this anniversary to come out when I’ve had the time to sit down and look at the title screen when its revealed.

ONTO THE POST! 

Alright, you know the drill. I’ve got to sit here and figure out where everyone is in the photo and clown on myself later if I get it wrong. Oftentimes, when Saeran is in a group photo with Zen, it’s impossible to tell those two apart. Everyone else... not so much. They’ve got defined and bright colors that help us find them in the blurring pattern. They’re laying on the ground, grass, more likely than not. There is so much we can’t see in this photo so this analysis is limited!

Like, you can look at this and know right off the bat Jumin is in a secure spot next to Saeyoung, and opposite of him is V with his bright hair that’s about as noticeable as a traffic light in a cornfield.

So, the only reason I think I have even a fraction of a guess right this time is due to the pink on who I presume is Saeran. On top of that, they wouldn’t put Saeran in a spot that isn’t next to his brother. The pattern would be to keep the routes at each other’s sides, too. So, Jumin and Saeyoung side by side, Jaehee, Zen, and then Yoosung next to each other, then Jihyun and Saeran at the end.

That makes the most sense to me.

So, we know that they’re going to be in wedding attire. I can’t tell most of their outfit details. Not everyone is wearing a white outfit, that’s for sure. It looks like Jumin’s in a black tuxedo. V might be wearing a blue one, and there is just... I’m not sure how much green is on Yoosung in this photo, but there is a lot of green there. I hope he’s not wearing a lime-green tuxedo.

He’s not holding flowers, but Yoosung is definitely throwing me off. Those smudges of color do make me very much think of flowers, and if Jaehee is holding flowers, there’s a chance a lot of them are holding flowers, too.

But, there’s no guarantee on all of them. Each character has the chance to be holding flowers, a ring box, or what have you. I did color sample the strongest areas of saturation to help me assume the placement of characters, too. So, if it’s flowers, thank you flowers, you saved me a lot of trouble in trying to gauge where everyone is. God.

I’m going to lose my find trying to gauge what all of the flowers are...

Jaehee is a lily. She is a yellow lily in particular, and that got me to chuckle quite a bit. Lilies are a known reference for sapphics in different popular media, and I think it’s great to see more staples of Jaehee’s love for women out in the open. I know we all appreciated the rings on Jaehee and MC as well as the rainbows on the birthday hats, as well as the winter ice-skating date on her last birthday. It’s a good year to be a woman lover, bless up, sapphics. Jaehee lovers, you deserve this.

Yellow Lilies are a way to say a few things, but one of the most popular ones is gratitude. Being thankful for a person in your life. Is that not the way she feels as she grows closer to her MC? She’s grateful because you fell into her life when it was the lowest point of her emotional journey. She hit rock bottom and you took a single look at her and told her she could follow her heart instead of trying to be a cog in the machine to survive. She doesn’t need to just survive.

She needs to thrive.

Jaehee needs passion!

And you gave her that, so of course, she’s thankful that you came into her life when you did. It’s like saying, “You are the sunshine in my life, you breathe life into me just by being close to me.” Which, hey, that’s wonderful. Jaehee being in this photo makes me so happy, and seeing her with lilies... Ah. I hardly get to talk about her but I love to think about Jaehee! She’s a wonderful person and seeing her smile makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Obligatory Saeyoung Hand Appreciation Post.

[amidstnamjin-and-binchanlix]

i don't wanna look at anything else (now that i saw you)

Warnings: Uhhh. Not much. Just some v v light angst, and Jackjack being a teeny tiny bit of a dumbass lil shit. Mentions of alcohol and getting drunk fuk yeah no don't do too much alcohol, kids. body and image insecurities, too.

Pairings: Jackson Wang/Reader

Plot: In another lifetime, another universe, your happy ending has always been in front of you all along.

Genre: light angst, eventual happy ending

And I can still see it all (In my mind)

All of you, all of me (Intertwined)

I once believed love would be (Black and white)

But it's golden (Golden)

And I can still see it all (In my head)

Back and forth from New York (Sneaking in your bed)

I once believed love would be (Burning red)

But it's golden

Like daylight, like daylight

Like daylight, daylight

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

(I can never look away)

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

(Things will never be the same)

I've been sleeping so long in a 20-year dark night

(Now I'm wide awake)

mixtape: all i have left to give - part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - ending 1

Oooooooohhhhweeeeeee

This is crazy

So much has happened since I last posted.

i got psychiatric help so guess who's on meds now? yay (not)

i mentioned here before that when I write the mixtape series, it's not necessarily in chronological order. I already have a rough draft in my mind of how it would go, and I am already planning to write the prequel to the first part, but it won't necessarily mean that it will come first. I also have an idea of what will happen for the ending(s?), but I have yet to muster the energy to write continuously right now bc so much has happened irl

With that being said, my next part will be a glimpse of one of the "what-if" endings. If it irks you that my writings are all over the place, I'm so sorry but I rly cant force my brain to write at one linear pace. As I always say, I hope I don't disappoint, and I'm so sorry if I do.

Thank you so much for loving my babies and for giving them the time of the day. Every time I get a notification of likes/reblogs/kudos/bookmarks, it warms my heart bc wtf it is more than I ever hoped for

thank you so much once again! this part is for those who are rooting for my babie jackjack because hey, he's a fuckin sweetheart and i love him to bits

just a little trigger warning for some insecurities because this is kinda self-projecting, i'm so sorry T_T

🌅

Soft morning light greets you when you open your eyes.

You've always relished in these times—the seconds or minutes of blank bliss and silence in between waking up and lucidity. These are times of peace before facing the storm of the day.

You stare at the ceiling of the room, the cream-colored walls, then the photos that line up your drawers.

So much has happened these past few months. Sometimes, you still can't believe that you've survived through it, that you powered through it. You genuinely thought it would end up killing you, and that you'd die hurting inside out.

But you lived, and you're happy now.

You turn your head to the side to find him, still slumbering. You take a deep breath and dig your fingers into your palm, afraid that this will all be a dream, and that you'll wake up with sweat on your forehead and blood on your lips and sheets.

You honestly would never have made it without him.

The one and only constant in your life, your ride-or-die.

Jackson.

He had been there through everything—the treatments, the hospitalizations, the relapses, and the recovery. He was there to see you fall apart at 3 a.m., see you struggle with breathing at random times of the day, there to see you bleed out from the love you had (have) for the other men who were supposed to love you back unconditionally.

He was there through everything, and he never once let go of your hand.

Sometimes, you think how it would be if you ended up with them; what would happen? Would you be happier? How would it be different from how it is right now?

But then, you think, they never loved you the way you wished to, the way they should've until you were on the brink of death. There would be too much resentment, too much guilt, too much pain. You would never be truly happy.

You feel guilty thinking about these things. You are genuinely happy— happier even—than you've ever been. Jackson never made you feel like you have to be someone else, like you have to live up to someone's high expectations. You never have to cry again, except when he goes on tour and you miss him, or when you're so happy with him that tears just can't help but make confetti in your eyes.

But then, you and Jackson both know that it is inevitable, that the love for the seven men who were once the center of your soul would never really go away. And he's okay with it, you're both okay with it. You've both made peace that they will always be a part of your life. All that matters is Jackson is your home now, that he's the one that you'll come home to. He's the one that you will make a space for in your heart, and the only one that will occupy it and stay for good.

Jackson is home, and he always will be.

You reach out and carefully brush Jackson's hair away from his still-closed eyes. Moments like this you miss the most when he's away on tour and you can't go with him. It gets lonely, but his coming home with the biggest and proudest smile on his face makes everything worth it.

He is worth it, and he always will be.

You scoot closer to his sleeping figure, wrapping your arm around his waist. Februaries are always cold, so his body warmth is heaven-sent. It is also one of the things you miss during times apart. You grew up in a non-affectionate household, touch-starved to the point that you became touch- repulsed. But after getting to know how Jackson feels like home, you can never get enough of his touch. You can never go for too long without it, and you can say you almost reverted to being touch-starved.

You shift to wrap yourself around him, slinging your leg lightly over his. You hear him groan as you bury your face in the crook of his neck, trying not to miss him already. You still have two weeks left before he leaves again for his next tour, but you can already feel the creeping sadness and pit in your stomach.

You're getting separation anxiety again. Maybe it's time to talk to your therapist.

Your fingers find themselves curled on his arms lightly, tracing shapes and absently doodling on his skin. 

"You're up early," comes Jackson's sleep-laden voice, his arms wrapping around your shoulders.

"'m not up yet," you grumble, subtly inhaling the scent of his skin. "And it's already seven AM; not early."

Jackson chuckles. "Okay, okay. No need to get pouty."

You huff. "I'm not pouty," an irony as you can actually feel yourself pout more when he says that. "It's really just not early."

It is early, you actually know it. But you want to spend more time with him before he sets off to wow the whole world again while you stay behind and wait for him to come home, so no, it's not really early.

You feel him kiss your hair. "Ah. I'm still here, but you already miss me." He laughs lightly. "What would you do without me?"

You know it's a joke, but your abandonment issues have been seriously acting up for a while now. You have to swallow before answering.

"I'd die without you," you blink rapidly to stop yourself from crying, trying to keep your tone light. "Terribly, so."

"Hey," Jackson tries to push your shoulder gently to look at your face, but you don't want him to see your crumpled expression.

"Hey, don't cry. It's too early for you to cry." You sniff, not wanting to let go of him. "I'm joking. You can never get rid of me at this point."

"But you can get rid of me," you fail to not sound miserable. "You can find someone else and settle down with them, someone whole."

A pause.

"Someone not broken."

"No." This time, Jackson's tone is firm, almost angry. "I don't like you talking about yourself like this, and I won't get rid of you. Is that what you think of me?"

"No, but you—"

"'But I ' nothing '," he says. He sits you both up and he puts his hands on your shoulders. "I fought nail and tooth just so I can have my happy ending with you. I fought with the law, I fought your soulmates, and I will fight all over again just so I can have this until we grow old and wrinkly. Why would I get rid of someone I've wanted my whole life? That's fucking stupid."

Your lips curl in a slight pout, trembling with all the tears that want to escape. You absently touch your chest, used to the phantom pain that came with the soul-scraping before. It's gone now, but all the things you used to do, used to go through, as well as the painful memories are still here.

"I..." You start, voice hoarse. "Sorry, I just don't want a repeat of that, you know?"

"I know."

"And I know you're not like them, but there are so many reasons things don't work out. And not to be dramatic or what—erm—," you clear your throat, "but I won't survive the next time I go through that again." Not if everything goes into plan, that next step you are planning with him. "It'll kill me."

You won't survive another soul-scraping, you just won't.

"You won't. I won't leave, I promise." Jackson presses a tender kiss on your lips, running his thumb on your cheek as he cradles it gently. "As I said, we'll grow old and wrinkly. We'll be that meme on Facebook where we grow old together and play bump cars with wheelchairs."

You snort softly. "If you damage my rhetorical wheelchair, I'm using yours. You crawl on the ground."

He grins, a lovely sight on his pretty face. "I'll always crawl my way back to you," he croons.

Jackson leans in and captures your lips in a gentle kiss. His hand finds its way inside your top and you flinch unintentionally. He tenses, then pulls away.

"I'm sorry," you hurriedly say.

"Hey," he says, eyes searching your face. "No need to apologize. I'm sorry. We don't need to do anything you don't want to."

"No, no. I want to." You pause, biting your lip. "It's just... my scar." You absently trace your myectomy scar. He looks at you, willing you to go on. "It's ugly." Among all other things.

"You will never be ugly." You open your mouth to retort but he silences you with a serious look. "I love you, scars and all. But as I said, we don't have to do anything. I just want to spend my time with you, and I'm good."

God, you think, I really think I'll marry you.

You surge up with a fierce kiss to his lips, taking your top off before you can change your mind.

"Wait, wait." Jackson puts his hand on yours, stopping you from taking your shirt off. "No."

"No?" You swallow thickly.

"No, not like that," he says hurriedly, seeing your mood shift. "Is it a good day?"

You know what he means, and it is not.

"No," you agree in a small voice. "It isn't."

You've gotten far from your insecurities, but they sometimes come back sneakily, like they did yesterday and today, of all days.

"We can keep your shirt on if you'd like?" he offers.

You take one look at him. Yup, you'll definitely marry him.

"Please?" You implore with your eyes.

He smiles softly. "Then we keep your shirt on."

His smile turns wicked.

"Won't stop me from eating you out from under it, though."

---

"Mark!"

"No," Mark says flatly. "You're not backing out of this."

"But—"

"Do you love him?" he asks.

"Yes!"

"Do you want to marry his ugly face?"

"He's not ugly, but yes!"

"Do you want to spend your lifetime kissing his ugly face?"

"Again, my Jackson is not ugly, but yes, I do!"

"Did you change your mind then?"

"Y—no, I did not!"

"Then why are you backing out?!"

"Because what if he doesn't want to?" [Name] bursts out to which Mark snorts impatiently. "What if doesn't want that for life? That's a lifetime of commitment, Mark. I can't undo that shit."

"You think he would want to?" Mark asks, almost angry, his patience growing thin. He rolls his eyes to heaven when he sees you in near tears.

"He wants to marry your equally ugly face," to which you splutter a 'hey!', "he talks, breathes, and sleeps nothing but [Name], [Name], [Name]." He sighs.

"Do you really think he would let go of you now?"

You know at this point that your fear is redundant and irrational, but you can't help it. Not when your own (ex-)soulmates didn't want you. It took you almost dying, and choosing your dignity and self-respect before they turned around. And even then, it was too late. Your soul is having none of it.

Mark softens at your silence. "Did you talk to your therapist about this?"

You nod. "Yeah. He said that I should start forgiving myself and moving forward and that I should believe that not everyone is like them. Not everyone will leave me."

"He's right. We won't leave you. We're stuck with you, just like how you're stuck with us. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Okay, good. Now, give me my hug because I just got from a long tiring flight because someone didn't want me to ride her private jet." He glares at you.

You laugh. "I told you, I need to fly here earlier than you since you can't cancel your meeting."

"You could've—I don't know—waited for me, maybe?" He pulls you in a tight hug.

Before you two can pull away, however, you both hear the sounds of Jackson's voice and the door opening.

Oh, shit.

You two freeze on your hug. You don't understand why you did but you just feel guilty, like being caught with your hand down your pants. You and Mark pull away from each other quickly.

"What's this? Hugging without me, huh?" Jackson jokes, but you can hear the slight insinuation in his voice, one that Mark does as well.

"Yeah, I'm stealing your girlfriend, Wang. Watch out." Mark smirks lightheartedly.

This bitch!

Jackson's eyebrow twitches. "You wish." They embrace in a brief hug before he turns to you with a soft smile on his pretty face.

Wow. Years in and you still can't get your heart to shut up over his smile.

"Hey," he says softly. "This is a very nice surprise."

"I missed you and the bed was cold," you pout slightly. "So here I am."

"Ah, I knew it. You just want a bed warmer." In the background, you can hear Mark fake gag, and Jackson gives him the finger.

"No, I want my Jackson not an electric blankie, smartass."

"Your Jackson, huh?" Mark fake gags again, and you smile at Jackson's 'fuck off, Tuan'.

"This is not what I signed up for, so I'm leaving you lovebirds to it."

"About time." This time, it's Jackson who grumbles, and you and Mark both laugh. "Shut up."

---

The next few days of the tour see Jackson busier than ever, and so are you. With the tour coming to its end, you scramble to get the last steps of your surprise into place. After all, Jackson deserves the best, and you don't want to give him any less.

This also means that you both get to see less of each other. You miss him and it sucks, and Jackson sometimes gets to receive the burnt of it, unfortunately.

"Hey. It's okay, everything's going to be okay," he says. You are so close to bursting and just saying fuck it, but you can't, so you let out a frustrated growl.

"It is not, stop saying that again and again." It is not. The local producer and local venue producer are being tough nuts to crack for some unknown reason, and are uncooperative. They are the only remaining people you need in on the plan, so it is taking too much time and effort on your part. Not that Jackson is not worth it, but the headache is just a bitch to deal with. "It really isn't so I ask you to kindly fuck off, Jackson. I don't need you patronizing me right now."

"Hey," he says firmly, his jaw heavy set. "I'm not doing anything, so don't take your shit out on me."

Ah, shit.

"Jacks—"

"Is it because I'm taking much of your time?"

"What?"

"Is it because I'm taking your time away to be with Mark?"

Your jaw drops. "Excuse me?"

"You think I don't see how you spend your time with him? How close you two seem to be nowadays?"

Aw, hell no.

"Jackson, no. What the fuck?"

"No, no. It's okay. You don't need to explain, you know? If you want to be with Mark-hyung, it's fine. I'm not gonna stand in the way."

"What are you talking about? Are you saying I'm cheating on you?" you ask in disbelief.

Jackson shakes his head. "I'm saying that if you want to be with him, you don't need to start picking fights just so we can break up." His eyes turn sad. "I'll let you go, you just have to ask."

Your chest hurts at that, stirring up old feelings you thought you'd never be able to feel again. "And you're gonna let me go, just like that?"

Silence.

You laugh humorlessly. "Wow. And you think of me that way, too."

"[Name]—"

"No." You thank whatever fuck there is that you had the foresight to book a separate room to plan your surprise (not that you sleep in it, with you opting to always sleep beside Jackson since arriving) and take your bag from the chair by the window of the suite.

"Thank you for clearing that shit up. At least I know now where I stand."

Jackson grasps your wrist delicately. "Sweetheart—"

You pull your wrist away from him. "Don't 'sweetheart' me, Jackson." He stops at the sight of the brimming tears in your eyes, the hurt painted in it.

"I trusted you with shit, you knew how I abhor those things you accuse me of. You knew how I hated my mom because of the things she did, and yet you dared think I am like her."

"I didn't—"

"Yes, you did, Jackson. Because if you only knew how full I am of you since the day I let those bastards go from my life." You sniff. "It's only and always been you, you, and you. Everyone knew that; everyone knows that."

"I don't—"

"Yeah, you don't. So I'll spare you the time and just leave you be. I never plan to force myself into something or someone, and I don't plan to start now."

Jackson tries to refute that it isn't the case, but you slam the door shut in his face behind you before he can even get a word in.

[ah, these kids. what do i do with you two?]

Jackson looks at the door you just slammed shut in his face, then to the dresser in his suite that you never opened. You two had always been intertwined, but you always gave him his space and privacy. He walks towards it, opens it, and takes the velvet box with the sparkling ring in it.

All I can say is you two are idiots, and everyone will agree with me.

---

"You what?!"

You grumble, shielding your bottle away from Mark. "Please don't shout at me, I'm already having a hard time as it is." You try to pull off your pitiful face, but Mark only makes his own face at you.

To be fair, Mark finds you pitiful, but not in that way. And he kind of wants to punch Jackson in the face right now too because seriously, you and Mark? It's like him and his sisters, what the actual fuck?

He can't blame the man, however. Everyone in the circle knows how Jackson has been wounded by the relationships he was in before, so it's easier for him to switch to defense mode. Jackson has always been prone to leave before he gets left when he feels like the other party is slowly losing interest.

But the dumbass has always been prone to the dumbest dumbassery in the group. And this? This takes the cake, Mark could roll his eyes to heaven.

"And you didn't bother to, I don't know, explain shit to him?" he asks with the patience of a saint.

You pout. You had the audacity to pout and Mark feels the patience slowly slipping away from him. "No. It's not gonna be a surprise anymore if I do."

Holy fuck.

"Are you shitting my dick right now?" he mutters. You only snort and Mark pulls away the bottle from you.

"Hey!"

"Listen to me. It's not gonna be a surprise anymore if you two break up because there'll be no one to surprise. You know he is a dumbass and you decided to be a dumbass too?"

"Hey! He accused me first! I didn't accuse him anything when he shot that sexy ass shoot with the ashes and stuff—"

"—Cruel." Mark supplies helpfully.

"Yes, that. I didn't do that with the main dancer when they've been cute and friendly and shit off cam, and yet he accuses me with you." You belch and gag, and Mark steps away slightly from you to avoid any impending projectile vomiting. "Like 'ew'."

"I agree with you, but how dare you, bitch? Are you saying I'm 'ew'?"

You level him with a look as much as you can with your drunk face, and Mark has never had the urge to headlock a woman before.

"Anyway," you say forlornly, "at least I know where we stand now." You sniff, and Mark feels bad for you (a little).

"No, you really don't. I thought that by now, you would know how he is."

"You weren't there when he said it!" You burst out angrily. "He means it! Do you know how it feels standing there and being practically told that he knows I'll leave him for other people, and that he'll let me?" You burp loudly again. "Me, of all people? When he knew how I detest that shit. With all the things I went through?"

And then you burst into ugly sobs.

[ah, jackson. you really are one dumbass.]

"Hey, hey, no," Mark says, wrapping his arms around you. "Don't cry. You're not allowed to cry. Doctor Im told you you're still healing; you're not even allowed to drink."

"Yet here I am," you say with a shaky laugh that morphs into another sob. "Again."

You're not sure if you're just talking about drinking or the fact that you're on the brink of losing yourself again over lost relationships. It's tiring, really. But it is what it is, as they say.

"Can you—can you please get my bag?" you ask Mark. "By the door, tossed it earlier," you slur.

You've never really shown Mark the ring you want to propose to Jackson with. Mark assumed that it is flashy, and you're never one for flashy things, so you're embarrassed about it.

That's not it, however. Completely the opposite, actually. The engagement ring is totally simple, a silver band encrusted with small diamonds on top. The only flashy thing about it is the bigger diamond heart in the center and the smaller gems that surround it on both sides.

The smaller gems are the highlights, you think. You took them from the necklace with both the birthstones that were gifted by Jackson to you during your first year anniversary and had them cut delicately to fit the ring you had in mind. On the right heart side are your birthstones, while on the left are Jackson's. You know some might find it too feminine, and Jackson might not be able to wear it that much in his line of work, but the ring is the most beautiful thing you have ever created in your life.

And now, Jackson won't be able to see it. That thought brings you to a fresh round of tears.

"Too girly, isn't it?" You ask Mark, who is silent. "And it should be the other way around—he should be the one asking me to marry him. I still would've asked him to marry me with this, Mark. That's how I don't give a shit. I just wanna marry his ugly face, but now I can't."

"You wanna marry me?" Comes a soft voice behind you and Mark. You jerk away, and Mark gently unwraps his arms around you as Jackson steps forward.

"I'll let you lovebirds talk," Mark says as he pulls away, but your wide eyes (as wide as bloodshot eyes can be) are only trained on Jackson. Mark pats Jackson's shoulder with a low 'we'll talk later', and Jackson only nods. It is silent until Mark closes the door behind him.

"You wanna marry me?" Jackson asks again. "You're gonna ask to marry me, [Name]?"

You can only nod, your eyes shut as your tears don't stop falling.

"Stay here," he only says. It's not like you're going anywhere, so you stay put. However, when five minutes turn to fifteen, then to twenty, you start to think that Jackson has either gone to sleep or gone off to god knows where. Before you can even think about getting up and running after him, the door to your suite opens.

"Come here, stand up." Jackson takes your hand and helps you stand up. He wipes your face with his hand, then with the cold cloth that someone hands him (whom you recognize is one of his staff). Other staff start to fuss over you as someone turns on the overhead lights.

"Wait, what?" you ask as someone starts to powder your face. "What's happening?"

You turn to Jackson, who's being ushered into a suit. You are ushered yourself by the few staff he had roped into helping into the other room to change into a tulle sweetheart dress.

"We're getting married."

---

"So, Jackson..." You hear the host through the speakers start his next question as you wait backstage with Mark. Even with the elopement, you're still going through with your plan.

That other plan.

"No," Mark says flatly. "You're not backing out of this."

Here we go again, but this time, Mark is a little less pissed and more exhausted with your shenanigans.

"No, I'm just saying. Maybe I should do this in private instead? This is the equivalent of putting a girl on the spot with marriage proposals, which, for the record, I absolutely detest because fuck having choice and not cornering them into whatever they want, right?"

"While I do agree with you, he'll pee his pants and probably hump you if you do this than to be put off, trust me," Mark says. "And besides, everything is ready. All it needs is the execution."

Mark has a point.

Before you can wimp out again, you hear your name being called to an uproar of cheers. You're lucky Jackson's fanbase is mostly supportive of your relationship since you two came out a few years ago, though it is not without some minor hiccups and a few outrage from the unsupportive ones. What matters however is you lucked out, and you can never be more grateful.

"[Name] [Last Name], ladies and gentlemen!" You hear the host say as you see Jackson's blinding grin when you step out from the backstage.

Oh, you swoon. My smitten darling [Name].

Steady, girl.

"So, Miss [Last Name]—"

"It's Mrs. Wang, actually." You hear gasps from the audience, and Jackson's blinding grin turns lovelier and wider. "We actually got married in secret, and you forgot this at home." You hand him his ring as you grin mischievously.

"Okay, Peeta Mellark." Jackson rolls his eyes good-naturedly as he slips on his ring. "What a way to break it to them."

"My, my." The host fans himself with a wide smile. "Is this what you meant when you told me you'll be getting me a high rating?"

"I hope so," you say sheepishly. "If it doesn't, then no worries. I still have another trick in my hat. Don't you worry."

You look at Jackson and can't help but laugh inwardly at his clueless smile.

Oh, dear.

The interview goes without a hitch, with it mostly centered on your married life. You were originally nervous about how it would turn out, but it had been so far so good. Nobody threw shoes, and all that happened was a little 'booooo' when asked if you had had your honeymoon yet (which not yet, because you were both busy for a while after his tour).

"So, [Name]," the host asks again with a little waggle of his eyebrows. "What is this other trick of yours you mentioned earlier?"

Ah, shit. Here we go.

"Ah." Your smile turns a little serene, and you see Jackson sit up straighter in his seat. Nobody would notice it if they are not in tune with him, but he practically owns your whole soul, and you'd like to think that you do his, too, so you notice it.

"Have I told you my story about my soulmates?"

The host shakes his head. "Pray, do tell."

"Well, not everyone gets lucky with theirs. Everyone knows that." You smile sadly, the audience turning quiet.

"Yes, of course. A very sad fact that everyone is very well acquainted with." The host smiles sympathetically at you.

"I used to think it was the end of the world when mine didn't want anything to do with me. I kept thinking that something was wrong with me, that maybe I was really not worth their time. That maybe I was meant to suffer and die hurting."

You pause, then you look at Jackson. "But then I realize, I have you," you say softly.

You look back at the host.

"What more can I ask for when I have him?"

Your smile turns happier as the audience lets out a quiet 'aww'.

"I really like doing things unconventional and my way so..."

You bite your lower lip as you look once again at Jackson, who has his eyes trained on you and hanging on to every word you say.

"Would you give me the honor of being my forever soulmate, Jackson?"

It was like a time warp. The moment he said yes, cheers erupted, and everything blurred and warped in your ears. All your fears, all the hurt and pain? It was gone.

This is your happy ending, you deserve it, my dear [Name].

Go live it.

---

Meanwhile, somewhere a thousand miles away, a group of young men smile sadly at what could have been, and what was lost. Their chests perpetually ache with the loss of a piece of a soul they can never get back.

[accio-victuuri]

sugar rush 2022: part one

Hello everyone! it’s that time of the year where I round-up the candies brought to us from January-June 2022. I have purposely added ones that captured the eyes of fans. I have also included some meta posts I made during these months in the mix for some good old throwback cpn explanations. Enjoy looking back at some of the most fun moments in the fandom and a reminder of why turtles live the sweetest life. 🤍

JANUARY 2022

* The “toy plane” held by Yibo in his NYE photoshoot is the same as what GG played with in his Kite flying vlog. What are the chances? Come on! Plus the fact that this is the only shot that is in black and white, meaning we can’t confirm that this is the blue one that GG used. Tho we all know it’s the same kind of toy plane. The song he performed, NIAN has nothing to do with flying. So what is the reference? His movie King of the Sky? ✈️

* Same Chongya pose that they both love doing. GG took his customary photo in this pose for his new year content and Yibo did it during his live performance.

* During the Hunan TV NYE show when they were all lined up for the countdown — people were lipreading that they were asking Yibo who is the “red” for since there was apparently a person who was wearing a wangxiao headband.

* GG announced as SAIC Audi Endorser, so they are now both part of the AUDI Family. 🤍

* Rufeng’s repo post about GG washing clothes for Yibo and more domestic drama.

* In an XZS Vlog, GG talked alot about garlic and went off an unnecessary tangent. Why is that? I explain that over here.

* Someone in GG’s team was wearing a Monster Energy cap. FYI, Monster don’t just sell their goods.

* Same but different colors of clothes for their endorsement.

* GG’s clothes has a collab with Loverboy. Just something interesting.

* In Ace Troops, the school that GG’s adopted son will attend is called Bo Jin Ye Xiao. Sounds familiar?

* An explanation of why people think the information that Web says in his XMLY episodes are from an encyclopedia that GG has.

* In one of the BTS for Ace Troops, you can see GG mouthing “wow” which is what they usually say.

* In an Alexvi photo gallery exhibit, the actual account posted some photos sent by fans who took a photo. One featured are Bobi + Zanbi + Suo! Sadly, it was deleted.

* 01162022 LRLG rumor 🤍

* GG using green highlight

* They are both feeling “Calm”, this is the word they used to describe what they feel. I’m so happy that they are in the same wavelength.

One word to describe how you currently feel?

Yibo: calm

What do you hope to be in the future?

GG : calm

* CHUNZHEN STRIKES AGAIN. This brand really doesn’t give a fuck. Lol. First, their new campaign with Yibo was posted at 10:05, which is known to be GG’s number.

and if that wasn’t enough, for the new commercial it seems like Bobo was going on a double date picnic. The other couple was het, in the meantime, he was with a “bro” 😂

* What looks like a massage chair in GG’s trailer. We are clowning that it’s rotai.

* In a photo shared by YBO for Luoyang wrap-up, Bobo was shown with what looks like green roses. BXGs feel like this was referenced in a previous LRLG rumor.

* Another Ximalaya finding. Part 5.

* Same white shoes - I guess at this point it’s clear that their stylists are dating.

* Yinzheng ( Bobo’s friend ) posting a photo of a roseonly x peace elite merch.

* Steamed Pork featured in GG’s CNY spread and the same dish Bobo mentioned as one that tastes good.

* Just a comparison of how Bobo holds his copy of the song when he records, he uses his right hand. Except for that one time he was recording with GG and they were obviously holding hands.

* A mini CPN post that talks about a Kaomoji and why YBO suddenly posted content from Web’s 10/05 shared

* All the Clowning from the CNY celebration 🤍

Boxiao in 2017 - a few candies from that year.

FEBRUARY 2022

• All the CPN in Yibo’s new year “selfie”

• There was an orange ornament found in Bobo’s car, orange which GG posted about constantly in his NY photos. And who do we know between the two loves to follow customs.

• Stairwell posing! 🤍

and what looks like a Motorcycle, why was this added in his set of photos? We know how careful his team is in what they post and sometimes even blurring things, so was this deliberate?

• Same lines used.

• Little prince merch caught GG’s eyes in his USMILE event.

• Alexvi weibo managed to pick a pair cosplaying BoXiao and featured them. Hahahahahaha!

• GG allegedly found with a Winter Olympics toy from China Unicom and we know who endorses that. Possible wash is the Unicom dolls were featured in that CCTV postcards thing where GG/Web were both a part of. So he could have received one because of that and not due to Yibo being their endorser.

• Exchanging emoticons.

• CQL is trending.

• New first table read BTS from WOWOW special feature.

• A BTS audio where Web says he won’t make GG ( wwx ) cry again. 🥲

MARCH 2022

This month will be in the BXG history books for the amount of candies we got. Thank you to Xiao laoshi for providing us with the sweets and coaxing us when he didn’t really have to. Links provided for the round-ups I did and I will indicate what specifics one are in there to make looking it up easier. It might look like a short list but most of the links have lots of candies in it.

• YBO releasing a very short “vlog” that has similar style to XZS. like that distorted voice and the subject of the vlog acting like he’s just doing his usual routine and is not being filmed.

• GG posts a photo for Spring, with the place looking like the one where Bazaar took photos of GG/Web individually.

• Same brand of clothes STAFF ONLY

• Similar header of their studios, water themed.

• Both on the hot search

• Same way of taking photo from OOL trailer and how GG does it to Web in real life

• All the 3/15 ( OOL airing ) candies : centering around GG’s weibo post and the photos as well as kadians

• Using green highlighter

• Clip on earring CPN

• All about the Iceberg jacket

• Assorted candies - includes 11.11 hotpot clue, fake rumor, XZS/YBO similar posts and clues @ GG’s Tencent OOL interview

• Throwback CPN : White windmill

• GG bday 2019 clues from OOL BTS

• Same energy of jealous GG

• Clowning post - more OOL content where more cpns are uncovered 🤣

• Overload of Candy ✌🏼 - Wuji recording 3rd Anniversary sweetness!  

• Hand ( allegedly yibo ) CPN

• CPN on tidbits and analyzing GG’s exclusive SINA interview

• Soda tabs and Douyin post

• Times when GG acted like he knows nothing. Sly little Fox!

• OOL Finale special CPN post. Lol.

• A visual of how Web’s Oasis interaction points suddenly increase when GG posts on Oasis. Weibo Link.

APRIL 2022

• Mini round up that explains their old wechat avatars and some clues in GG’s interview about blue skies and his thoughts on GW

• Proof of their batch recording similarity

• Pepsi

• Green highlighter crying hours lol

• Possible new evidence for the clip on earring

• Explanation of GG’s 4/1 Oasis post and it’s relation to Leslie Cheung

• Same designer FENG CHEN WANG

• Proof that their 2019 tencent starlight dressing room was only divided by what looks like a plastic film.

• Possible selfie for CQL anniversary

• Throwback : GG made a talisman for Bobo

• Mini round up : new era hat, martine rose, li ning logo, new clue @ little prince drawing and double standards

• SDC 3 clues revisited : heart with a mole and 10:05

• During the lockdown in SH, they both donated to elderly communities that are often overlooked. They are the vulnerable ones cause most of them live alone and don’t have phones to order online. This is not CPN, it’s just so nice to see how they think the same way. They have the same values 🤍

• New LRLG - poem

• A cold wall brand

• Both in entertainment hot search for CQL

• Boneless clothing brand

• Clowning compilation 4/23 LRLG post and the poem GG read

• Both looking good in gray suits

• A WangXian clue in their post 4 years ago

• Bobo’s expression pack

• Similar pose and styling

MAY 2022

* Moto Shirt worn by GG in his Douyin video ( care of Li-Ning )

* The importance of the Number 16 to Yibo

* Making Sashimi 🍣

* Aurora borealis on the cover for Web’s Youth Day song

* Shu Uemura clues

* Same brand - Sean Suen

* Youku showing a clip and GG/Web are included

* GG getting asked a starry sky

* Weekend sweets - stuff to pay attention to @ Mendale livestream

* Suing the same company 1.0

* More info on suing

* Same security detail

* COVID TESTS:

I didn’t make a separate post about this whole “Beijing Fiasco” that happened partly because it crossed the line of privacy. However I wanted it here for archiving purposes and just a disclaimer that this is still CPN. People said there were photographic evidence and all that but remember that those can be faked as well. Like I always say, we don’t need to go too far when it comes to candies. Especially when it’s personal information already. I made some vague posts just describing what all the talk was about but not in detail. I would hate for us to get caught up in search of candies that we end up hurting them. Don’t forget that our priority will always be to protect the boys and that means we keep quiet.

The gist is, Yibo went back to Beijing 5/13 after finishing his filming of King of The Sky. He drove to Beijing and remember before this, there were talks of him heading to Hangzhou and not Beijing but everyone were wrong— he was photographed in Beijing. We would have been so happy with that news since they are finally in the same city. Plus if Beijing goes on lockdown, they can be together and tbh Web had alot of work to do in BJ too. But wait— there’s more...

Here comes the privacy part, It was said ( allegedly ) that GG/Web got their COVID tests 2 hours apart and got the results 5 minutes apart. It was on the same batch. GG is still doing work for his drama and he went with his Team, so why was Web taking it too close to his time? And not only that, People who live in BJ were saying they have testing centers every 2km. So they were pretty close to each other. Dare I say, together. It gets even more sus because they allegedly gave the same mobile phone number ( a generic one i think ) to be contacted once the results are available. After that, rumors of Web visiting the set of GG’s drama started floating around. I’m not even making this up, even MTJJs know and their reasoning is Web might be visiting Yangxia. Lol. Sure bro. It’s Yangxia— whatever makes you sleep at night i guess...

* More Li-ning clues

* A short compilation of photos and gifs of them looking at each other with hearts eyes!

* Love that goes both ways @ BREO and ROTAI Ad

* Dove x Chunzhen Collab

* Linhai and LQR Actor 520 clues (?)

* Bubly Red and Green CP

* Old rumor : There is nothing wrong with blueberry pie

* 520 / 521 History

* 520/ 521 Clues video

https://starsxinxthexbluexsky.tumblr.com/post/685063015988658176

* Oasis experience points increased from 0 to 1 for both of them right when GG left Beijing

* Clues from the Bubly Ad and the drawing

* Hengdian to Hangzhou + One and Only Douyin post has Something Just Like This as the BGM

* Puppy + Bunny drawing ( JD and Breo )

* Douyin post similarities 5/27 ( One and Only Movie )

* Old candy : Web’s Shibuya inspired Nike shoes and their views on Love & Forgetting.

* GG’s 5/31 Oasis post - reduce swelling & liberation notes tv series

* Some candies in GG’s 5/31 breo press conference livestream

JUNE 2022

CPN Clues in Yibo-Official’s Children’s Day post

More clownery in the Himalaya account sharing speculation

* In GG’s Children’s Day Douyin, he did that jump and twirl action that he did when he was playing with Bobo during CQL shooting.

Also that “punch” reminded us of Bobo’s redmi Ad.

* Same look. Remember that Chunzhen is under Mengniu 🤍

* 6/3 - Dragon Boat Festival candies

part one

part two

Shiying x Baili 🤍🤍🤍

* Same panel background and clowning that it’s proof they were at the same hotel at some point.

* The Moon is GG’s oasis post

* Ositerm makes another appearance

* Where Dreams Begin wrap up dinner CPN

* Hibiscus flower & GUCCI bag strap

* BLOOMING SHANGHAI ARTWORK CPN 🌸

similarity to hengdian | paper plane ✈️

This initiative is by GUCCI and everyone is encouraged to make their own artworks that will be exhibited in the Shanghai event. GG, being one of the ambassadors made his to promote the event. Of course, the first thing we notice is blue sky and clouds. Which is his favorite things to take photos of. It’s what I like about GG, casual fans will think that this is expected but the clowns in us GETS IT. Especially the specific look he went for is very close to CQL. Also the paper plane that was in YBO’s art for Children’s Day, which was their most recent post is somehow similar to this one by GG. What are the chances?

Also, GG’s is different from the other ones who first shared their “art”.

* ANTA Orange Skate shoes 🍊

* new ox-head necklace tidbit

* Sauced Beef Saga 🥩

* SDC 3 clue ( was GG caught on camera? ) - read the replies in the post cause people contributed their thoughts too.

* Shiying and LWJ same movement

* Umbrella from that summer in 2018 was spotted during YGY shoot :

• More information on the Hibiscus CPN as well as some clowning with XZ x Tod’s capsule collection 🌺

• Another Hibiscus coincidence ( Yibo’s 2020 shirt)

• Someone who worked on CQL’s OST posted a tidbit about Yibo and how he cried during WWX golden core. This is just an example of why it’s truly zhenqingshingan for Yibo. 🤍

• A really nice 627 video made by fansite BY YOUR SIDE that show what kind of relationship XZ/WYB have. Features all the simping they did for each other.

• On 6/28, photos of Yibo were released for his Chanel x Wanted campaign ( which were glorious ) and he was wearing a Coco Crush necklace. Some BXGs pointed out that the C is the same as GG’s Cough n Vain bday necklace. I know Chanel is sponsored, but we CPN that the rings have a more personal meaning to him. Also, that C can also resemble the moon.

• 6/29, a video of GG started going around of him leaving a hotpot restaurant alone. The whole gist of the post is that he went to hotpot after work and it’s just him in Beijing. Funny enough, it’s the same place he mentioned to Yibo back during CQL filming when he was listing all the places he wanted to go and eat. He looks so FIT. I am also surprised that paps were able to film him in his private time but he is still very careful. BXGs are happy cause he is eating and if Bobo goes on Weibo, he will see it. Lol. I hope they can eat hotpot together someday 😊 Here is also a CPN for the shirt he was wearing.

• Similarity between the YBO chanel photoshoot video and XZS Vlog 🎥

This is not meant to be a comprehensive list that details each and every single candy that came about for the first half of year— because that’s just impossible and I find is not a good way to catalogue these things. That’s because if you clown hard enough, anything can be connected. from kadian to other things. I added ones that made people question things or give it a second glance. If you wanna add a few of your favorites then feel free to reply or RB but I won’t add it in this main post. I understand the novelty of obscure candies so go ahead or just say what your favorite was from the past months.

See you next year for Part 2! ✌🏼

[guruan]

Spiderman across the spiderverse movie spoilers

Notes through the movie. Please come back and scream with me when you watch it

Loved the use of blues and reds in that scene with gwen and her dad

MIGUEL! CAPE?!

He's so grumpy LMFAOOO

Actually the red and blues are everywhere

They really talked about canon? 😂

Miles filling pages with drawings of his crush lol relatable

VENOM MOVIE UNIVERSE?!

LMFAO Lego universe is so cute "beep beep"

The song when Miles is in his room is fireeee

NOOOO SHE OPENED IT 😭

Lol the "soda - it's a generic brand" in the bg 😂

I love the black and white sequences

MIGUEL HELLO AGAIN

Ben Reilly lol

MCU UNCLE REF?!!!

Miguel is so edgy, I love that

His daughter 🥺🥺🥺😭 He looked so happy

👁️👄👁️ He's so angry

The mcu multiverse timelines? 👀 At least they look the same visually

ANDREW SPIDERMAN?!!!

The kids here in the theater actually know the actors names wow

Miguel backstory😭

Spectacular Spidey!! :0

THE MEME SCENE

Flying squirrel flying squirrel

Miles fighting a furious Miguel that's so cool of him

No way they told him hes not supposed to be canon 💀

Miguel is punching too hard the 15 yo boy 😶

What happened to Miguels suit? Hmmm

Omg Miguel is so fkin ANGRY 👁️👄👁️ Wish I could hear OI 😭

"We are" line 👁️👄👁️

Second time Gwen reflection is her face and not the mask. I find that really cool

The color bleeding in the bg of Gwen scene

It changed to white 😭😭

She doesnt know about Spiderman? She just doesnt know or is that another universe...

IS NOT THE SAME

The photo and he is friends with the roommate that doesnt want to be his friend in the other universelol

Unrelated but there's one (1) kid that thinks she's so grown up and that beind disrespectful and xenophobic is cool 😶😶😶 whos raising her

MILES IS-?!

He looks so cool cant wait to see the fanart

WHY DOES HE KEEP BRINGING THE BABY PETER PLEASE

THAT WAS THE END?!?!!! WHAAAAAT

WHAAAAAAAAAAT

At least Im going to get to see more Miguel I guess hmm

BUT THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH MIGUEL

Miguel ANGER was so intense through all the movie, I just wish to watch the movie in english with OI's voice ASAP

[degenderates]

ok fuck it. ranking covers of a home at the end of the world by michael cunningham because guys some of these covers slap and some of them are the ugliest shit i've ever seen. this is the kind of post i would have used to make back in my tiktok days but there's no way im opening that app by my own will again. so mutuals read this post.

last place/ugliest cover first.

the stock photo. literally what is going on here. the font is practically unreadable and makes no sense. the image itself looks like someone pulled it right off shutterstock. its giving my middle school vsco account. why are there three women on the front? the story is primarily about two guys and one girl. i mean there is a second female pov but she's not part of the polycule. font is clean but ugly. bye.

the movie poster one. i have so much beef with this cover, even as a movie poster. they literally took three screenshots of the movie and overlayed them into a weird collage type thingy. why is colin farrell standing like that?? why is the character jonathan in the back?? it's giving disney channel. it's giving early 00s--in a bad way. no rights at all. 🍅🍅🍅

the perks of being a wallflower one. i guess there was a craze for late 90s books to have typewriter font in the middle of a minimalistic cover?? i hate minimalistic, abstract covers. you could choose to tell us something about the book but no. here is an orange circle and a black circle. okay.

the modern cover (i assume). i like the watercolor and how it's not too busy but there's still a discernable image (unlike a CERTAIN cover i just discussed...🙄). the font kind of fucks up the whole thing though. it doesn't match the vibes of the book at all. it's very new-adult-romance and just feels off. because yeah technically the book is about new adults and their relationship drama but it's not this...cute.

the uk cover (?). the quality of this image sucks but i literally could only find it on abebooks.co.uk so. it's not bad, just really busy. the font has a shadow so it can be readable but that makes it feel even more cluttered. i like how the angel statue makes an appearance, but all the colors and how bright it is just makes it feel like a little too much.

the color burned one. honestly while i like the vibes i'm not quite sure who this lady is supposed to be. that looks like a wing so she's probably the white angel statue, but she looks too human. and angels aren't different colors like that. i like how this is simple and black, very classy. but ultimately it doesn't really make a lot of sense.

the grey one. this is simple, but nice. it's dark but with light shining behind the house--a nice balance of hardships but also hope, which fits the story. there's a swingset, which makes sense given the story is about growing up, in a sense. and there might have been a swingset at the actual house in the book. can't remember. the font is clean. a little sci-fi/futuristic for my taste but that's alright i guess. this is the cover i have. i guess i should be lucky it's not one of the previous ones but i really wish i had the next one...

the first edition. look it's classy. it's gothic. the angel is there. the sky looks like it could be ohio or nyc. there's powerlines. the font is stylish but not over the top. it's not too bright. it's slaying. one of my favorite things about this cover is how it emphasizes the angel, because the book itself was written around michael cunningham's seminal short story "white angel" which i have talked about a lot on this blog. it also is in a similar pose to the actual angel statue it was based on, the black angel of iowa city (shown below). i'm a fan. i wish i had this cover soooo bad<333

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overall thoughts: most of these covers are kind of shitty lol. this book deserves better</3 if one of y'all live in the US, dont care much about covers, and want a free copy of this book i'll send my copy (the grey cover) to you for free just so i can buy the top ranked one on ebay lol. anyways if u got to the end and found this at all entertaining, tell me so. this was fun to do except when tumblr deleted the whole thing and i had to remake the entire post!!! lol!!!! and y'all should read this book because it's very good and very messy queer and i adore it deeply. <3

[aroaceconfessions]

A little story time!

A month or a month and a half ago when I was on the bus on my way to school a guy sat next to me. I saw him a few times before as he is also a srudent so we travel at similar hours. I remebered him because he has a really cool white hair. (Funny thing, I had an impulse to ask him for a photo together because I have rather dark hair and was unusually dressed in light colors and he was dressed all in black so with his white hair we made a nice contrast. I didn't do it because it's a weird thing to ask a stranger).

Most of our ride went undisturbed until he suddenly asked me if a had a trouble focusing on reading (I had ao3 open on my phone but was looking outside the window, in fact, having trouble focusing). I was confused and didn't understand what he asked me at first. It's rather starnge to just randomly start a small talk with a stranger where I'm from so I just said back a little stresed "no" and tried to start reading againg.

A few minutes after this awkard exchange he tried to talk to me again. This time a little more prepared I menaged to answer in full sentence. And after rememering I promised my therapist to try practise my small talk I added something else and we started talking.

It didn't last long as I had to get off the bus but it was really nice. I rememer having hope we will meet soon and get to talk more. The whole situation was super cool so I wnated to share it with my friend. I don't rememer what she said exacly but it was something about it being romantic or something similar and it ruined my excitement a little.

Ugh, amantonormativity, am I right?

But anyway, fast forwad to yesterday, whan I realized the guy might have been intresed in me? He might heve been flirting with me? What. I mean there wasn't anything explictly flirty and he didn't ask me for my numer but maybe he would if I didn't have to go so quickly. I genuinely thought he was just friendly (and maybe he was?). But I don't see why else he might try to talk to me twice. I newer saw him chatting with anyone on the bus.

But that's not the bigest shock for me. I always thought I'm dirty minded/paranoid and never in a milion years I would guess I would be the oblivious aroace stereotype.

What the hell

But anyway, I still hope we will meet and talk again. Who knows, maybe something cool will come out of this

Submitted February 22, 2023