#i will post pics when I get them in a few weeks but the main pair is black frames with bright scarlet arms

[justatypicalwizard]

Katsuki doesn't believe in love at first sight

Katsuki never believed in love at first sight. How could someone meet eyes and feel as if a thunder ruptured down from the skies and struck them? To love someone means to accept every part of them and to be able to incorporate them into your everyday life. It means building a brand new everyday with that person.

In order to do so you need to know a lot about them. Who they are, what are their plans for the future, what is their character and so on. Then you need to see if you are compatible in many spheres. You need to invite them to your friends group to see if it’ll hit off, you should try living together, they need to get to know your parents.

There are simply so many things to check off the list in order to be able to say you love someone. Otherwise it’s just empty words. I love you here and there. I love you for a week. I love you when you do as I please. Bullshit.

Mina constantly pestered Katsuki that his definition of love feels more like a chore or a job interview than like something a human would be able to accomplish. It wasn’t his fault he had some standards everyone else seemed to lack.

So even now Katsuki doesn’t like to admit that he fell in love at first sight, because it wasn’t the first time when he looked at you.

A quiet ping of his phone tore him out of his work. A new message from someone he didn’t recognise. Without much thought he opened the text.

[Hi, you may not know me but we go to the same lecture on Wednesday at 1 PM. I heard you have neat notes and wanted to ask if it wouldn’t be a problem if you send me today’s ones. I  got sick and couldn’t come and I wouldn’t want to fall behind with the material. Thanks!]

Geez, was there a longer way to type it? Couldn’t you just write: can you give me notes? On the other hand he always complained about people being douchebags.

Clicking onto your profile Katsuki saw a cheesy photo and a few posts from your daily life and vacations. Nothing much to be honest. Yet, he could vaguely remember your face around the people who entered the lecture hall. It won’t hurt to help.

[Sure]

[File attached]

Pushing his phone to the far end of his desk he went back to work. A few minutes later there was another quiet ding and this time Katsuki felt irritation bubbling inside him. It was you once again.

[Thank you so much!]

[I owe you]

[If you ever need anything feel free to write]

Whatever.

It only took a week for Katsuki to be indeed looking for help from someone. Once in a while, during his hero training, he was forced to pair up with someone in order to work on his rescue skills. Usually they’d use dummies but some fucktard in the course planning team decided that it would be most helpful if the students could train with a real human.

Normally Katsuki would ask Mina. He’d swallow his pride and force himself to listen to her babbling for two hours. Just to get it done. Unfortunately, Mina dumped him today, leaving only a [sorry, not feeling well, find someone else]. Damned flu season.

Who was he supposed to ask now, Denki?

As he scrolled down his chats, your profile pic flew by making Katsuki halt.

If you ever need anything feel free to write.

Screw it, you said it yourself, might as well find a person already and move on with his day. He typed a quick explanation and pushed the send button. The day was nearing the afternoon when you responded.

[Sure, if it’s two hours I can make it. Send me when and where I should be]

He shrugged and gave you the address for today's training.

In the early evening Katsuki found himself trotting towards his usual fighting ground absentmindedly. He was thinking about something related to work at Miruko’s when the idea flew out of his head. You were there, he could see you from afar, walking in circles in front of the main door.

Were you an idiot? It was the middle of winter and the early evening cold tore through layers of warm coats to sink into your bones. Why weren’t you entering the building to warm up a bit.

That’s why Katsuki is so stubborn about the whole love at first sight thing. It certainly wasn’t that exact moment when his heart skipped a beat because of you. You were shivering, hiding your chin and red tinted cheeks deeper into the collar of your winter coat. When you spotted him you reached out a gloved hand and waved.

“What the fuck are you doing outside, get in there or you’ll catch another cold.” He persisted, ushering you towards the entrance.

“Wow, good evening to you too.” You looked at him from under your woollen hat, surprised to get yelled at first thing you see him. Though, you did hear the upcoming pro-hero Dynamite, who went to the same lecture as you, was rather intense. “I don’t know, this place just looks fancy. Didn’t want to stand inside like a dumbass not knowing where to go.”

“So you stood outside like a dumbass not knowing where to go.”

“Exactly.”

He let you in and showed you around. After leaving your coat and getting a warm tea (his idea), you were ready to help with his training. The support students and university staff running around asked you to take off any unnecessary piece of clothing such as jewellery or sweaters that could get in the way. You gladly went through with their instructions.

You b-lined another student, a senior support course, who showed you the place where you’d be waiting to be rescued. The spacious arena was moulded into the shape of a city. Some buildings were fine, others rundown as if a villain attack rolled over them. There were paveways and roads, streetlamps and plastic trees. You even spotted a car, though it didn’t look like it could take off anytime soon. 

“It will look the same over and over. You sit or lie down in the place where I leave you and wait for your hero.” Your guide briefed the rules. “And every time pick out a different scenario and tie the band in the place that is put on it.” He handed you a dozen of ribbons with small notes attached to them. The first one you grabbed read: broken arm (tie around elbow).

“Sure.” You nodded your head and he left you on the second floor of a wannabe office building. There were a few chairs scattered around and a table that had a weird bite mark on it. You obediently wrapped the band around your arm and sat down on the floor, waiting.

You wondered how it’ll be, to get fake rescued. You were never in such a situation, always watching the villains from the comfort of your TV rather than first hand. What was Dynamite’s quirk? Suddenly you felt stupid for not knowing. On the other hand, you were never up to date with new heroes and all the popularity polls or colourful magazines. Guess you’d just have to wait and see.

Katsuki didn’t leave you for long. You were counting the pieces of shattered glass beneath your feet when a series of explosions passed beside the building. The small pieces you were meticulously adding shook and you let out a squeak when something heavy hit the wall behind you.

“Shut up, it's me.” Craning your neck, you saw Dynamite’s face, upside down, looking at you. He was halfway through the window. “What have you got?”

“God, you scared me.” You chuckled but quickly shut your mouth. The guide asked you to play the best victim you can. Victims shouldn’t laugh.

Dynamite hopped in front of you and crouched to read the note attached to your elbow. He mumbled something in the lines of fucking scenario and looked you straight in the eye.

“I’m gonna get you out of here.”

There wasn’t anything dramatic going on, it was even quiet outside save for a few shouts here and there. Yet, there was just something in a bulked man looking at you and promising you protection, one secured by his own arms. You felt like the guy from the firefighters video.

You couldn’t stop the giggle at the thought.

“What the fuck are you laughing at?” Dynamite spat.

“Nothing, nothing.” You shook your hands in front of your still laughing face. “Oh shit, this one’s supposed to be broken. Okay, just save me already.” You really fought with the snicker but the cheesiness and awkwardness of the whole situation had you in a chokehold.

“Whatever.” The hero sighed, visibly annoyed, and scooped you into his hands like a sack of potatoes. “I’ll need you to wrap your legs around me. Push the broken arm into my chest and use your healthy one to hold onto me.”

You did as instructed and glued yourself to him as tight as you could. He still held you with one of his arms and just when you started to wonder how the two of you would get down from the second floor he jumped out of the window.

A scream escaped your lips but it was muffled by a loud explosion.

For the next two hours you flew through the air in Dynamite’s hands over and over again. He held you in different ways, depending on your supposed injury, but every time you landed into the safe zone, you realised you were the first or nearly the first. That guy was quick like hell.

The last scenario rolled over and it was a panic attack. You were supposed to be physically fine but otherwise unresponsive and difficult to work with due to your shock. Dynamite tried to take extra steps to calm you down, speaking about how he’ll take you to safety and how it will all be over in a second. It looked like he was having a hard time.

“I need to touch you to take you somewhere safe.” He said, wrapping one of his hands around you.

When you were both at the safe zone, with cardboard paramedics to take care of you, Dynamite did something different. Instead of leaving you in the place where the group of injured would grow, he carried you straight to the ambulance.

“She has a panic attack.” He said to the empty fake vehicle and you just couldn’t take any more of it. You erupted in a fit of laughter. Your body shook in his hands and you gripped the X on his uniform to steady yourself. “What the fuck?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” You tried to explain but the laughter squeezed your throat. “I’m a shitty actor.”

“I see that.” Dynamite grumbled.

“Do you really need to talk to cardboard people and empty vehicles for two hours every week?” You asked, wiping a tear from your cheek.

“Is it really that fucking funny?”

“No, no! I get it.” You finally calmed down, letting go of the front of his costume. “It’s not that funny, maybe a bit but not that much. I think I’m just in a good mood.” You shrug your shoulders. “It was fun, flying with you, like a free rollercoaster ride.” You gave him a big, big smile. A big genuine smile. A big, genuine, lovely smile, with your eyes closed and teeth out and cheeks tinted pink.

People are stupid. That’s what Katsuki thinks. It’s not love at first sight. It’s love because of a single sight.

Even though Katsuki came to some fundamental conclusions in the topic of love he would get all defensive and intense when he was asked about how the two of you met. It would sound way better if he could say the two of you met, then started to talk more, then went on a date and agreed to meet each other and so on. He just felt so stupid, so awkward and silly when he had to admit that all it took for you was a single smile to make his heart skip a beat.

The worst part? It felt a little pathetic honestly, as if people never smiled at him, but truthly they didn’t, not like that. Not like you.

Katsuki still doesn’t believe in love at first sight. Yet, every other piece of his meticulously calculated equation of love was torn down and rewritten, all of which he gladly took.

[softgrungeprophet]

i went to the optometrist for the first time ever after my doctor suggested it cause my eyesight has been blurry the past few months (hard to read bus numbers etc) and it turns out

i am mildly nearsighted 😌

just like my mom! lol

still not too bad, but enough that we ordered me some glasses, so that oughta be fun! the medicaid stuff is pretty decent too and i even got to order sunglasses and have both pairs totally covered which is great cause i only have like $10 😅

[garoujo]

saetoru is talking abt you on her private blog (@/clorindes) yuckkkkk

CW BULLYING, LITERALLY IMMATURE HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA, SUB POSTING.

hi nonnie, thank you for letting me know! since i’m leaving this blog & this platform for the foreseeable future i figured i might aswell get a few things off of my chest before i go. i apologise in advance for the vibes this post will probably bring, the discourse & the posts that will ofcourse follow, but i honestly i am not the first person to be targeted by this creator and i’m sure i won’t be the last considering the amount of creators that have been bullied off of this app by them.

first off i’ve had multiple blogs that would be considered bigger blogs such as @/hvnlydmn, @/atsymu + now this blog which is the biggest of all 3. i think there’s a sort of unspoken responsibility that comes with being a bigger blog which i know is no fun but it’s also because it can be super harmful on a site like this, when people weaponise their following.

on that note i’ll start this post by saying that i’ve known tee for probably around 3/4 years, maybe? we were mutuals on hvnlydmn & atsymu and we continued to talk on discord even when i was off of tumblr. i will honestly admit to this day i have never had a negative interaction with tee to my face and she was genuinely supportive of me during any discourse i was involved in. i am not some angel, i’ve had my fair share of crap on this app (of my own doing) but this post is not meant to come across like “oh she doesn’t like me so i’m calling her out” no. im sorry if this doesn’t line up with my brand and my ‘victim complex’ but i’m not gonna lie down and let someone on a power trip on a hobby app drag me through the mud.

first off i had began to get some off vibes from tee when i had started writing on garoujo, notably when i’d just hit my first milestone which was probably around 1k. during this i had decided to move my instagram theme from my main blog to my writing blog.

i’d noticed tee subposting (on main and on her personal blog which i followed at the time) about someone basically using the same theme as her, which after then clicking onto her blog i realised was an instagram theme. i didn’t think much of it, again me & tee were friends and she hadn’t came to me directly so ignored it. i was still a new blog and trying to solidly an aesthetic (before the beige lol) so i changed my theme / masterlists / layouts a lot.

a few more sub posts later i decided to message tee about it because with every thing i’d change / post on my blog, there always seemed to be another post. so i messaged her and got this response in: (i’ve blurred out my irl name btw) open up pics for convo!

so i let it slide, kept posting & that was that. probably a few days / a week later, tee had soft blocked me which then eventually led to me being hard blocked. i was upset ofcourse because i genuinely considered tee a good friend but i’ve always been a big advocate in controlling your space.

this was when, one of our mutuals in common (the first of many may i add) approached me on discord to say that just like now, i was being ripped to shreds on tee’s personal blog:

again i was notably upset about this because i was being accused of not only copying her theme but also her writing & masterlists, we did have a lot of mutuals in common so it was also upsetting knowing they would all be seeing these posts aswell. i allowed myself one sub post about “creating a narrative” because i was particularly frustrated but tee then also subposted about this, even though she had me blocked?

i would also like to say regarding our mutuals in common that this was not the first or last mutual to approach me regarding tee. i’ve had multiple people tell me that “they’re only mutuals with her because it would be more damaging not to be” “it’s easier to be on her side”. also i am not saying this is okay but i’ve had multiple of her current mutuals send me not only her posts, but screenshots of her private, personal instagram & also tell me about how all of them and their friends had a running joke / theory that tee made up her boyfriend (ex-boyfriend?) for attention.

regarding the accusations from tee i’d like to first comment on the instagram themes, again i had done an instagram theme on my main blog but it seemed to only be an issue when it was on my writing blog that was gaining traction. if the timing was off and it seemed like i copied her, i genuinely have nothing to say except it’s not the case— it’s instagram (which tee already admits she doesn’t own above) also the hanma writing? i’m still not 100% sure which drabbles she was referring to but i can only assume that 1. is when i posted a drabble about hanma fucking you outside of his subordinates house — this was a almost completely word by word rewrite of a suna drabble i done on my old blog @/atsymu i literally just changed the concept to fit tokyo revengers themes. i can post screenshots of this suna drabble also from my google docs dated February when i deactivated. the other one may have been some basic concept about him fucking you against the window.

she also mentions in the very first recent screenshot at the beginning of this post that i have apparently stolen concepts of fics / posts from her mutuals. what i want to say regarding this is, do you believe that i would have made it this far on stolen work? i don’t know any of the mutuals she’s referring to apart from 1 which i’ll get into. but every single accusation i’ve ever received has always come from someone associated or in contact with tee, she has always been at the root of it all but i have yet to receive a single anon or ask about me copying or taking inspiration from anyone’s work.

i know there was apparently a blog and an ex mutual of mine, who i had a lot of respect & time for who was under the impression i’d stolen their concept for this gojo fic. the whole premise of this fic is honestly not uncommon considering how many times people losing control of their techniques / powers / quirks during orgasm has been done in fanfiction. this concept was completely my own, i had originally posted shitposts about him losing control of his technique & also him putting you into a mating press / breeding before i’d decided to smoosh them together into a fic. we all read from the same workbook, we all have the same material to work off of — two people in a fanbase of THOUSANDS having a similar idea is not unheard of.

now onto the masterlist banners. the screenshot on the far left are the comparison photos that tee made herself— i’m sure you’ll be able to see them in better quality when she makes her own post about it; because obviously that’s going to come. first off i will say, i will admit i took inspiration from her official art masterlist banners — i thought hers looked good and i needed a masterlist so i used official art. fair game there although i only kept them for a few days before i changed again.

but onto the grey masterlist banners, i can honestly say i did not even know tee had this masterlist, also the only comparison i myself see is the colour. the only reason i chose grey was because i had started to use a grey / white overlay on my manga panels for my layout (as you can see far right), and as you know— i’ve always kept my colour scheme pretty consistent. on that note, regarding the actual layout of the masterlists— i’ve added screenshots from atsymu (that i could find due to it being deactivated) that shows the layout of my old masterlists, which was what i took inspiration from for my current. although the title font for each heading like headcanons is different, i had used the sort of old style, basic font that everyone uses before i had deactivated so it would match my fic headers i just don’t have photos obviously.

anyway on the back of this there was then discourse over me apparently copying tee’s kinktober masterlist, which again was not the case. but again due to tee’s following i had received multiple death threats into my asks the morning after i posted mine. as far as i was aware, the only similarities were the fact we both used gifs in our headers & the layout listing thirsts, hcs & fics (which is very common during kinktober but i admitted below i could see that similarity). unfortunately during all of this discourse was when ffflowers, my hate blog also came into the mix which then lead to tee reaching out to me in dm’s from her old blog.

the interaction between me & tee was pretty good, again she was nothing but nice to me directly despite the way she obviously spoke about me in private above. but as you can see below, tee herself told me that basically most of the similarities all made above were brushed off as basic. we spoke about the ig themes & i apologised, saying i could understand where she was coming from and that was that. i unblocked her & she unblocked me so i could reblog her post, it’s been that way since.

it is not my place to comment on other people’s experiences on this app but i would need more than 2 hands to list the amount of people that i’m sure have had similar if not worse experiences with tee. i know i have had multiple mutuals who have been bullied off of this platform & had their safe space ripped from them for little things such as: liking a character that this group selfship with, tee and her friends not liking their characterisation. they’ve even went as far as to go through other larger creators notes to check for minors so they can make excuses as to why they’re thriving.

i also know of a blog who was ‘blacklisted’ from tee & her mutuals as they self shipped with arataki itto at the time, one of tee’s friends also did, so they blacklisted this creator and had all of their mutuals block them for this which then in turn drove this creator off the app. there has been other notably bitchy things that i’ve heard but i have no receipts for therefore i don’t see any relevance in starting rumours.

i would also like to say i know plagiarism is a horrible thing, we have all been through it— myself included but it’s got to the point where being accused of copying tee has become a canon event. notably, bigger platforms have been ruined and driven off of this app for little things such as mdni dividers, similar colours schemes etc. and it’s the reason i’m also leaving.

i will say i have met some amazing people through my discourse with tee, notably people who have been in similar situations and i also apologise to any mutuals who we still have in common who are now sort of stuck inbetween. no hard feelings. although to tee: id be careful of the people you trust because it seems the loyalties they have to you are not as sincere as you may believe. you can also go to her personal & read the other things she was saying about me like how she was always so ? at how many people seemed to like me.

so that’s all i have to say, i’m sure dash will get a few responses from this but i’ll be logging out & turning off asks because honestly? couldnt care less. the only thing i’d change about my experience on this app would be i wish i’d blocked tee sooner.

i’d say have a nice day, but instead, have the day you deserve.

— emmie :)

[kisseobie]

Hello🫣🫣, can you do a piwon reaction to you asking them to pick out your nail design? Maybe with inspo pics too?🥺🥺

p1harmony picks your nail set!

pairings: p1harmony x reader

warnings: suggestive (just jiung)

a/n: hii!! i hope u enjoy!! my imessage is being weird so i was originally gonna do fake texts but .. that didn’t work so this is plan b! enjoy!!

° . ❀ keeho

he adores the fact that you are never without a new nail set, and is always secretly hoping that one day you’ll ask him what your next set should be, so when you do, he’s super excited! definitely turns it into a very serious task, pulls up pinterest and makes an entire collaborative board with you so you two can look through different options. he’s really into airbrushed aura nails he saw, and you two settle on those! likes the minimalistic design with the almond shape, and takes you to your appointment (and pays too!!) just because he’s so excited that his input mattered to you. def posts a picture of your hands interlocked on his insta story right after your nails are complete :3

° . ❀ theo

i think theo would be a little lost on what exactly you would like, so he would ask you to show him a few examples of what you’re looking for! but it definitely boosts his ego that you asked him for his opinion, even if he doesn’t know much about nail trends. prefers shorter nails with cute designs, so he really pushes for little strawberry nails! thinks you’ll look so cute with them, asks you to send him pictures as soon as they are done <3 shows off the photos to the rest of the boys, bragging that your design was his choice (they literally could not care less). when he sees them in person, he definitely examines them and kisses each one of your fingers! wants to be the only person choosing your sets from now on!!

° . ❀ jiung

a self-proclaimed nail expert himself, jiung is very excited for the opportunity to choose your new nail design! he’s so cute, he already has a bunch of ideas that he didn’t even need to search up… i think he would love seeing you in baby pink though, so baby pink sparkly french tips with a glitter outline is what he chooses! you are a bit hesitant about the size and square shape, but he sheepishly tells you he likes when you scratch his back and it inflates his ego when the marks stay etched on his skin for the remainder of the week :p since ji loves nail polish, i think he would match with you!! picks out some baby pink nail polish and glitter that matches your nails and is so so excited to surprise you with them :DD in the future, he continues to coordinate his nail colors with your sets

° . ❀ intak

he 100% would get so cheesed if you asked him to help you, makes him feel like you want to carry a piece of him wherever you go. i think he would love cool designs with stars and silver accents, and since his main killin’ it outfit is red, he asks if you could pretty please get red stars with silver french tips. like kyo, he clears his schedule to go with you. i can totally see him sitting in the empty chair next to you and asking a bunch of questions during the process which would no doubt annoy your nail tech lol.. but it’s cute that he’s so invested!! definitely takes selfies in his killin’ it promo outfit with your hands all over his face and neck :p

° . ❀ soul

lovessss cute little characters, so i think he would give you a lot of free reign on the design and shape itself, but would just want little characters on them. when you show him a bunch of ideas with characters from domo to korilakkuma, he gets very indecisive and keeps changing his mind, but he eventually decides on pastel rilakkuma nails!! is so giggly when you show him, spends forever looking them over and commenting on how cute they are :( from now on, you always surprise him with sets that are always adorned with a silly character he adores <3

° . ❀ jongseob

i think seob would really like beachy nails! think yamanba gyaru but more minimal, with bright colors and silly little plumeria flowers. tells you he doesn’t mind anything but would love if you tried longer almond nails, because he always loves when you scratch his head at night hehe .. he’s another member that would take you to the salon himself and pay for you (just like in my fic jasmine!!) and wouldn’t let you argue with him. is just honestly very happy to spend any time with you at all so he’s so excited to take you to get your nails done, and even more excited that he’ll be getting those head scratches he loves so much !!

inspo in order: keeho, theo, jiung, intak, soul, jongseob

tags: @woozixo @hearts4chanhee @kyokopi @astro-doll-the-star @soobiary @kyaaramello @t3ssamoodboard @angelcbf @idontknow-1s-world @vivienne-sim @elissasimp @imjustayapper @ihatewreckingballmains @sosaverse @seobing @www90kitsch @khfviq @barbiekh86t @bbyjjunie @taeyangi @fullsunstrawberry @jihnyah @intheemptymirror @watamotee33 @dreamer1299 @jixnnsie @wonootnoot @yukx-x047

© kisseobie, please do not repost my writing!

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[scotianostra]

Thomas Sean Connery was born in the Fountainbridge area of Edinburgh on 25th August, 1930.

Big Tam, as he was affectionately known around Fountainbridge in his youth, well he was Tommy until his teens, when he shot up in height and stature, at one point he entered a bodybuilding contest, he was 6'2″ at the time, weighed around 14 stone, had a 48-inch chest, 25-inch thigh, and his arms were 15.25 inches.

His first job was as a milkman with the St Cuthbert’s Co-Operative Society in Edinburgh. I would think he would have delivered the milk on a horse drawn carriage, the stables for these horses was in the are he grew up, were in Grove Street, where I used to live the main offices for St Cuthbert’s still stands round the corner on Fountainbridge.

Connery also played football at junior level for Bonnyrigg Rose, my cousin played for them too for several years.

A few more facts about Sean are he has a tattoo on his arm that state “Scotland Forever” he got when he enrolled in the Merchant Navy, he was discharged from that job due to stomach ulcers, between jobs he was a nude model for art students at Edinburgh College of art, again not to far from Fountainbridge. Other jobs he took up were, a lorry driver, a lifeguard at Portobello swimming baths,a labourer and a coffin polisher!

I think it is interesting Connery never strayed far from Fountainbridge in his younger days, indeed when he decided that acting was a career he was going to pursue, it was the nearby Kings Theatre he got a job helping backstage, he was also competing in bodybuilding competitions at this time and while at an event in London he learned that there were auditions being held for South Pacific, he was picked to appear on the chorus line but as the production toured the country he was making his way up the ladder.

By the time it hit Edinburgh he had the part of Marine Cpl Hamilton Steeves and was understudying two of the juvenile leads, and his salary was raised from £12 to £14–10s a week, when the production was reprised the following year he had the lead role on the tour, taking over from the actor Larry Hagman, who played the part in London’s West End.

Connery never looked back from there and of course the role of James Bond catapulted him to international stardom, Ian Fleming though was against him getting the part initially, he said Sean was “unrefined” and not what he had in mind, Sean soon won him over though and Fleming later admitted he was an “ideal” Bond.

A few of the parts Sean either didn’t get or turned down are Gandalf, in the Lord of the Rings series of films, he said he never understood the books and also wasn’t keen on 18 months of filming in New Zealand. He also turned down the chance to play the role of the Architect in The Matrix Reloaded and The Matrix Revolutions. Sean was asked to portray King Edward I in Braveheart, but was too busy working on Another film at the time, Patrick McGoohan took the role instead, I’m sort of glad he never played Longshanks.

His 93rd and last film was 2003’s The League of Extraordinary Gentleman - although he officially retired in 2006, although he was temporarily tempted back to do the voice of Sir Billi in the animated adventure comedy of the same name.

Sir Sean Connery passed away in his sleep on 31st October 2020 at his home in the Bahamas, his son said he had been unwell for some time. The official cause of death was pneumonia, heart failure and old age, his death certificate revealed.

In a career spanning over 50 years, Connery earned an Academy Award, multiple Golden Globes, including the Cecil B. DeMille and Henrietta Awards, as well as two British Academy Film Awards (BAFTA) awards.

I've posted more pics than I normally would, firstly to show that Sean was much more than the first Bond, but also because the Scottish public, had and still have a big connection and love for the big guy.

Sean Connery 25th August 1930 – 31st October 2020.

[kissoulie]

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𓆡 ⭒ㅤ𓈒ㅤׂ 🫧

— NSFW, MDNI. bowling with p1harmony!

a/n: some of u may not know but hot & mysterious user kissoulie has a bowling hyperfixation!! 😭 i went bowling last night for 3hrs and i'm prob going to go again tonight 🤭 this reminded me that seob posted a pic of piwon bowling while they were on tour which is why my brain made this! this is def not my best work but i work like all week so i wanted to write a lil smth silly, short, & fun before i post my first series masterlist tmrw 💓

cws: fem bodied reader but generally gender neutral (use of "pretty"), not entirely explicit smut?? it's just not super detailed the bowling is the main focus my bad 😭, 3some (soulseob), skim proofread for readability only pls excuse all spelling/grammar errors i wrote half of this in a movie theater! that's all i believe, lmk if i missed anything ‹3

— keeho.

he definitely has an average over 125 you cannot convince me otherwise. he's a straight bowler, but knows how to hook a ball. i also think he has his own bowling ball because he's extra like that. best bowler in piwon!!! i think he kinda bowls like an old man, and still gets extremely hyped for every strike. he will def blow your back out after a bowling date though ❤️ his baby did so well!!! you even almost beat him, so he thinks you deserve a reward, and he knows for you there's no better reward than his fingers inside you while he fucks your pretty head empty.

— taeyang.

he's the average bowler for sure. i'm not entirely convinced he gets super competitive over it, i think he's just there to have fun!! definitely uses an 8, has no particular technique he just walks forward and sends it lol. assuming you're bowling at a place with couches, he for sure has you in his lap while his members go. he orders you both french fries but soul eats them all while you're distracted eye fucking each other 😭😭 he'll start feeling you up, one hand inching higher and higher up your thigh while the other presses against your middle to hold you in place. may or may not invite you to a 'bathroom' break by tapping your thigh and announcing, "i'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick" with some searing eye contact while he walks away, which will leave your stomach in knots thinking about how he's going to rearrange your insides ‹3

— jiung.

i think he's super competitive about this actually 😭 he probably practices bowling at least once a week if they go often, it's something he has a lot of fun getting better at! he hooks as many of his shots as he can, definitely a spare sniper who leaves only a few frames open per game. maybe i'm just a jiung professional bowler truther. he uses his newfound finger dexterity on you though, curling his fingers inside you perfectly while thumbing at your clit. he'll have you seeing stars in no time.

— intak.

straight bowler, averages 100, bowls with a 9. he's pretty straightforward when bowling, he's there to have a good time & look good doing it. i am also of a mind that he plays pool, specifically with you. loser gets the best head of their life (his idea). naturally, he's the one who wins and gets to have you choking around his cock in the back seat while the rest of his members wonder where you both have gone.

— soulseob.

The competitive ever. please they both want to impress you!!! seob is bowling for his life!!!! soul is just having fun!!!! (he got a gutter ball and screeched like a dinosaur.) your little giggles spur them on, "winner gets a kiss" 😭 their sibling rivalry has been unlocked, but their rivalry in bed is worse!! seob did throw 119 in the end, beating soul by 3 pins, and he wastes no time in taking you back to the dorms to get his prize. he shoves you down onto his bed while soul trails behind, "watch us, sho." jongseob holds your hands to pin them to the bed, slipping into you with a wet squelch. his body grinds into yours with desperation you didn't know he had. he fucks you nice and rough. "think he deserves a consolation prize, baby?" you nod dumbly, your eyes droopy and dilated. "poor princess." he muses, beckoning soul closer, letting him stretch you out impossibly wider, your mouth dropping open in a broken moan. ‹3

taglist: @tkooooop ♡

[g0giro]

PLEASE READ THIS!!! NEOPENTANE5 TOLD ME TO KILL MYSELF AFTER I TALKED ABOUT THAT SHE SUPPORTED RAPE TO MY FRIEND

Someone sent this to me, and I have something to say about it. Don't buy what she said on her Twitter, I explained every single detail below.

I'm adding these pictures as well since these tweets were basically her referring to me and saying a lot of bad things about me. I've heard this meant "I wish you go kill yourself", "You don't deserve any friends" and so on, so I decided to translate it. She deleted it, and it's gone by now, but I could get a screenshot of her saying it.

TL;DR: I cut neopentane5 off and blocked her last year, I've been struggling because of severe depression since last year and she was the main reason who caused it, I vented about how I felt and what I couldn't understand her to my friend, and somehow it ended up with Neopentane5 seeing my DM with my friend and she self attacked me on her Twitter because of the DM, revealing my personal information and writing on her Twitter that I need to kill myself.

Below this is about what exactly happened and how Neoepentane5 tried to justify her actions. I explained it with all the proof that she was wrong and spreading misinformation, including some NSFW pictures she sent.

I don't know where to start, but let me talk about what happened last year between me and her.

The first reason I cut her off :

A few months ago, a guitarist of my favorite band passed away, so I was really shocked and sad, and I wanted to talk about it to someone and get comforted. There was a discord server where I, Neopentane5, and some other people were so I went there and talked about it. One of them asked me about it, but Neopentane5 just said nothing but sent a nsfw pic right below my text, completely ignoring me.

It was really rude and disrespectful, not just because the guitarist was my favorite but it was really weird and absurd of her to send a nsfw pic when she heard that someone died. Because of this, I was feeling depressed, so I tried not to pay attention to the server and her. I muted the notifications and tried to do something else like watching movies, playing games, or going out and so on because I thought it would become better if I could ignore this.

But she kept sending a bunch of nsfw pictures like these pictures without my consent and I was really overwhelmed and mad because of it.

This is the uncensored version of the screenshots.

The second reason why I cut her off:

Around last Halloween, I posted this to do inbox trick or treating. People who wanted to join it left likes there, and everyone who left likes on that post answered back, but Neopentane5 was the only one who didn't do anything even though she left her like. I thought she might be busy, and I asked her why she hadn't answered. She said she read it and wanted to draw something for it and would post it that night, but I didn't really mind if she wanted to draw something or not, because I was content with communicating with people by sending some candy pics and it was wholesome.

She really seemed to draw one for it, and I didn't want to let her down by saying I didn't really need her drawing or so, so I gave her enough time and she didn't post anything about it even two weeks had passed. I was really getting upset and depressed because it felt like I was worthless and not worth being remembered or cared about. I stopped texting her and everyone back then because of my depression.

Then she suddenly texted me first unusually and it was like this.

She just wanted to use me for translating that picture when she clearly knew that I didn't like the reboot stuff and didn't want to see it at all. She could've just googled it and used a translator, but she still decided to ask me to translate it for her. I had been feeling really down that time, and I didn't want to text back, but I also didn't want to make her feel bad so I just joked like I was all good and translated it for her. I felt I was worthless than the google translate and she just laughed it off and didn't really care about it when she should've made a proper apology. It didn't look like a person who was genuinely feeling sorry and it made my mental state worse. So I said just forget about it, and she didn't even answer back.

Other reasons I cut her off:

I had been already feeling depressed because I had always felt that I was the only one who cared about the 'friendship' she claimed to call it. Whenever I wanted to 'talk' with her, I always had to bring something interesting related to the fandom stuff, or she didn't even reply or reply very carelessly like "okay cool" a few days later when I texted her. She also didn't text me first usually, and I noticed it when I started talking with her last year. I thought I could talk about it to her and solve the problem together, so I seriously asked her to text me first sometimes and told her that I was feeling neglected because of her lack of messages. She said she wasn't just a talkative person and didn't really start a conversation first, but it was also the same for me because I wasn't a talkative one either. At least she promised that she would change and try to message me first, but she didn't. I talked about it to her more than three times, but she didn't even try hard to keep her promise and I lost trust that it would fix anything if I talked with her.

This was the last conversation when I blocked her.

I was trying not to be rude, and I explained why I decided to distance her. If she actually cared about the 'friendship', then she should've apologized to me and asked me if we could start over. But she immediately decided to cut me off (which means she didn't care about me) and started making excuses to justify her actions.

About Neoepentane5 saying something supportive about rape:

She tried to make her words promising about rape is okay by using the logic that she's Asian and Asian people are like that. Me, as a Korean, I don't support rape and I am against people who tolerate rape in any case. I couldn't understand how could a person be okay with rape at all and I was so disgusted by it, so I vented it to my friend because I'd already cut her off and there was no way for her to see this, a few days ago. But somehow, Neopentane5 was able to see my DM which I only intended to share with my friend, and wrote about it, making excuses and revealing my Discord name and Tumblr blog to the public, allowing her followers could easily attack me when I had no intention to expose her when I was talking with my friend.

We used to be friends, but we didn't quarrel and the quarrel she means is the last conversation I wrote about above, where I was explaining why I decided to block her. I didn't drive a distance between Neopentane5 and her friends, in fact, there was only one person I asked why didn't they distance Neopentane5 yet. The friend she was talking about was also my friend, and when I decided to block her, I told the friend too. I was genuinely worried about the friend because they said that they also had problems with Neopentane5 before and had an emotionally hard time because of her.

I talked about my interaction with her to my friends, not making it go on the public. Every person can feel bad and hate someone, and I needed to vent my feelings to my friends, Neopentane5 is talking about this as if I did something wrong after seeing what she wasn't able to see. About how she could manage to see my DM, my friend shared it with someone else without my consent and their friend shared it again to another, and so on. This is a wild guess, but when I talked to the friend after blocking Neopentane5 they said they already knew what happened, and in the way Neopentane5 talked in the last conversation I had with her, it's not hard to assume that she probably said many bad things about me. I don't blame her for talking back behind my back, because it's natural to vent someone's feelings to someone, but it's very disappointing and frustrating to see her attack me.

When I said I could make her an account, she denied it because she didn't want to look weak in front of me and said it was cheap to buy a new phone number, saying it didn't even cost a single dollar.

It was one game she bought, and I told her how much I appreciated it enough that she told me to stop praising her. However, she hadn't played it once when I asked her to play it together later. I don't know what she's talking about the 'learning new ways to use AI for me' because if she's talking about CAI, I was the one who was making characters mostly and I've never asked her to make one for me.

I asked her to do RP with her because it looked like she was getting tired of CAI's waiting line and the limited responses. I said it was totally okay if she didn't want to do so, but she accepted it and then I made a server to invite her. She talked like she didn't enjoy it at all, but as embarrassing as it might sound, I enjoyed it and appreciated her for doing it together, and when I asked her if she was enjoying this too, she said yes and saved funny moments we had.

I say it again that it wasn't an argument or a quarrel. I explained why I wanted to distance her instead of just blocking her without any words, giving her the last chance to apologize and to make things better again. I explained it in the last conversation I had with her, you can read about how she keeps trying to justify her careless actions toward me by saying she's just forgetful and I don't understand her at all when I was struggling because of my depression and I needed someone to show me that they cared about me, but she couldn't understand me at all. I expected her to show it to me because she said I was special and different unlike the other friends she had, but maybe I was too naive.

I've never talked about anything related to her to the public or in my account where anyone can see it until now. Look at who decided to point me out and blame me, revealing my blog and discord account.

It's also not healthy to write me to go kill yourself.

This is all, and it was Neopentane5 who started blaming me on the Internet first. These are her Tumblr, Twitter, and Instagram pages. I hope anyone who reads this will distance yourself from her and her devotees, and it would be appreciated if you could reblog this post and share it on other websites like Twitter too.

Sorry for tagging the fandom tags, but I don't want other people to suffer the same thing I did. Thank you for reading a long post. + I edited the post since it was flagged.

[ofmdrecaps]

08/16 - 17/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Taika Waititi's Birthday!; David Jenkins; GalaxyCon San Jose: Vico, Con, Nathan, Kristian; David Fane; Samba Schutte; Madeleine Sami; Nat Torres; Erroll Shand; Cohen Holloway; Love Notes;

== Taika Waititi ==

Okay so I'm drastically late because yet again my life has become nutzoid, but Happy VERY belated birthday to the main man Taika Waititi! His birthday was August 16th, and he spent it with lots of friends and loved ones <3

Lots of videos! I couldn't include them all here, so you can see them all in one place on the Repo.

Sources: VasJMorgan's / Rita Ora's Instagram

== David Jenkins ==

David shared a tattoo that one of our crewmates shared his way!

Source: David Jenkins Instagram Stories

== GalaxyCon San Jose: Vico, Con, Kristian, and Nathan ==

Since there was so much footage, I'm going to try and break this up into two parts so I can fit in some other news!

Our friends over at @adoptourcrew were kind enough to live tweet the panel, here's those tweets below:

As you can see there was some clowning going on as well! Next up is fan shots shared on GalaxyCon San Jose or the cast member's instagrams! I'll try to get the original photo links in but if not I apologize! Let me know if I need to update them!

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And Nathan was out with Con on his birthday!

Source: Galaxy Con San Jose's Instagram / Nathan/Con/Kristian/Vico's Instagrams

== David Fane ==

It's been a busy week for David! So glad to see him smiling!

Source: David Fane's Instagram

== Samba Schutte ==

Samba met up with his first drama teacher and sent a lovely message!

My very first drama teacher, the man who gave me the confidence to give my dream a shot, who helped me believe that I have something to offer as an artist. I owe him a lot, the ground that helped my seeds grow into a garden, and an amazing human and humanitarian to boot. So lovely to see you again, my dear Eugene van Erven. Check out his books! 23 years and going❤️✨🙏🏾

Source: Samba Schutte's Instagram

== Erroll Shand ==

Erroll is on Episode 5 of The Clearing, playing Henrik! You can check it out on DisneyPlus in Australia-- I tried looking for it on Disney Plus US but no luck. If you know of a better way to watch please let me know!

Source: Erroll Shand's Instagram

== Nat Torres ==

One of our fantastic writers, Nat Torres posted some quick pics for the end of summer. I had to get their dogs in there because of reasons.

Source: Natalie Torres' Instagram

== Madeleine Sami ==

Mads and her Co-star of Double Parked, Antonia Prebble talking life <3

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Source: TheBreezeAuckland Instagram

== Cohen Holloway ==

Pop Pop pops up so irregularly, so I had to share him being mentioned in this post by Costume Designer: Lissy Turner, tagged for a BTS picture of the film Lowdown Dirty Criminals.

Source: Cohen Holloway's Instagram

== Love Notes ==

Okay Lovelies, apologies, gonna need to have the fan spotlights in the next post because there was just so much going on with the Cast and Crew these past few days! There's still more to show, and I'll work on getting tonight's recap up as well here in a little bit. I truly hope you're being kind to yourself this weekend lovelies. It's been so busy lately, and I know sometimes life like to pop up and kick us in the tush and make things harder -- so remember that you're doing the best you can with what you have. There's enough shame in this world, try to remember not to add to it for yourself, because you deserve grace, especially when things continue to be tough. Sending so much love crew.

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[cordeliawhohung]

Pup anon here, there’s just some backstory and yapping on this one followed up by a really sweet moment w him

It's definitely been a few days, I'll probably send different asks because I'll yap a lot lol, let's start with my job, I'm an OF manager, I edit the videos, the pictures, sometimes record the content, I manage the posts, the stories, the PPV, the sells, the lives, answer the texts, literally everything that goes down, I've worked with girls from several countries, but the last few months I worked with two from mine besides my usual girl that I've been working with for like two years now, they have huge platforms, like HUGE, so I said why not? that'll make me good money, boy did I know. One of them didn't work out, she wasn't mean or anything, but she wanted me to work every day from like 7 am to 12 pm for $160 every two weeks while I was making her thousands of dollars so that clearly didn't work out, with the third girl I was making good money, a lot, between all of them I was getting money like every week and a half, I always had money and living the good life, but the third girl was mean af, she always fucked something up and then called me to yell at me and call me names and to tell me to fix it up and that it was my fault (even if I wasn’t even working at the moment) at one point it became unbearable and I said nah we're done, now I'm just working with the usual one, she's an angel and I'm still making a good living.

Anyway, I'm autistic (this all sounds like a whole mess of information but I promise that it'll make sense) so it has never been easy for me to make friends since I was little, someone could be straight up bullying me and I would realize like a month later, and until today it stays the same lmao, but a few years ago I made some friends, never had problems with them, just one girl that we broke contact with like a year ago and she asked for forgiveness this year and everything went back to normal, in that meantime when we weren't talking to her me and the other girl became really close, like always together every single day, in that time my mom got cancer, she passed away a few months ago and even in that she was always there, that night she came to the hospital like at 12 am after my mom passed away for me to not be alone, spent the night at my house and helped me clean it after days on sleeping on the hospital, ordered food, etc, and even after that girl rejoined we stayed the same, I struggle way too much with expressing my affection with words, and she hates physical touch, so I was always giving her gifts to try to express it, we were always going out, exploring new places, having fun and I payed for everything, but when I ended up with just one job I couldn't do that anymore and she magically went back to being close to the other girl, always being at her house, not answering my texts anymore, she magically had money to spend with her but with me she never had any and we literally spent like two months without seeing each other (we live 5 minutes away) but she was always travelling to see the other girl so of course I got sad, felt conflicted because as I said earlier she hasn't been a bad friend, but of course the whole situation was hurting, on top of it I had been under a lot of stress, I had been sick a few days prior, my mom's birthday is coming up in a few days,I had an argument with my brother, my ex from a few years ago was leaking some old pics so yeah I just reached my limit at the time, I was (am) feeling a little used, I tried to talk with her about it but she brushed it off and simply said that I was misunderstanding and went back to keep being like that so I was sad and curled up in a ball for a few days, I didn't even check the phone, nothing, so here finally comes the main part lmao, I wasn't texting him back or asking him to meet or anything

He decided to come knock on my door after a few days, said that he was worried that something had happened to me or that he made something to upset me, when I opened it I was a mess, and as soon as he asked me if something was wrong I cried lol, couldn't even say anything so he just picked me up, closed the door and took me to the couch and sat me on his lap, letting me just cry and hug him, running his hand on my back, rocking me, kissing my head, after a while I finally told him what happened while still sniffling I looked awfulllllllll, he just listened to me, (the problem with my ex magically resolver itself, i’m not planning on asking) kissed my face and told me to go take a warm bath, I did, when I came out he had my favorite food ready, my favorite tv show ready, my favorite snacks, my cats snuggled up on the couch, a bat plushie, I don't even know where he got all that in an hour but I cried again lol, we spent the rest of the day / night together and he slept in for the first time, it was really sweet, we slept cuddled up with my cats, had breakfast together, still feels unreal

putting your other ask underneath the cut that way i can keep it all together for my brain

Now here’s the nasty stuff lol After all of that, that same next day he told me that he rented us an Airbnb on the mountain on a forest that I love for a few days, (I live in a very rural country, there's nature literally everywhere you look, but that forest it's just unreal with waterfalls and everything) Those were the best days of my whole life, the cabin was beautiful, it had a balcony on the room facing a river, it was just amazing, the first days I spent them getting calm and relaxed again, walking with him, watching animals, TV, anything, one of those nights we were kissing and stuff and after a while I was begging him to let me suck him off, I was dying to do that, I wanted to see, to everything, and he finally agreed, that ended up in me learning to deep throat a dick that was the size of my head, crying, a mess of drool, he made me ride his boot while I did it (that was the condition for him to let me) he talked about getting me a collar, of how pretty of a pet I would make, that I was made to just be dotted on and taken care of, that he would do just that, so many things that I can't even remember because my brain was all mush and not a single thought (I don't know how much to elaborate on it because I'm nervous that it'll be too much lmao, what a thing to be nervous about in a smut blog) I begged for him to fuck me but he told me that I wasn't ready for that yet, that he still needed to test my limits a little more, see how far he could go, get me ready for other things, etc, he did fuck my thighs and now I'm scared of fucking bc tell me why that thing reached my belly button, He also made me ride his face which I was terrified of but ended up being heaven, he spanked me, said he wanted to test how much I could take of it since I was begging so much for him to be rough, ended up in me once again crying, shaking, unable to stand from my jelly legs and the pain on them but hey I took it like a champ even if it was hurting like a bitch every single second and I still have bruises, I enjoyed that more than I thought I would and now he's agreeing to be a little rougher with me. When we went back home we went to my apartment to pick up some things that he left there, I was missing my cats so much, my brother had been feeding them and playing with them while I was gone, but tell me why I open the door and one of the little bastards goes straight past me while I'm saying hi to the others and goes to nuzzle on his leg? That was straight up betrayal. But to end this update and besides it, I just wanted to say that I read every single thing that you post and I wish that I could find the words to explain how your works make me feel, every single word that you write simply makes the most ethereal thing I have ever read, just leaves me with my mouth hanging every time, I had no idea that reading something could make me feel the things that are being described, to actually get immersed into it, your dark fics / series are like heaven to me, every single one of your works is, thank you for the simple fact of existing in the same timeline as me (And never be afraid of calling for me for updates, I sometimes forget, but for you I’ll become an entity that you can just summon on your blog every time you want)

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okay first off, holy shit you've had a lot going on alsdkjf i'm so so sorry to hear about that weird stuff with your friend, situations like that is always so crazy complicated! like you have the right to be upset but you're right it's so hard to like, explain why you're hurting at the same time ): and i'm so sorry to hear about your mom. loss is so insanely difficult to deal with, and it always gets extra heavy around anniversaries like that too but i'm so glad he seemed to notice!!! (we gotta give him like, a code name to call him by or something lmfao) that's so crazy sweet of him to come over and check on you and be there for you, to like, make that effort. to not just be like "oh well she's not messaging me out of the blue fuck her i guess" but to ensure that you were alright )))): also, major green flag that he loves the cats and the cats love him haha.

AS FOR YOUR SECOND ASK-

girlllllll his pet kink is going WILD i fucking love that for you. wanting to collar you and everything oh my god. also, idk if this is just me personally, but it's like such a green flag imo when guys don't wanna have straight up sex right away. like just that anticipation and wanting to get comfortable? idk there's something about it and i love that for you so much. and it sounds like you're figuring out your a masochist a little bit LMFAO ( i get it i'm a bruise kink girly myself too) also don't be worried about like, sharing too much like whatever you are comfortable with of course! but the CATS DARTING PAST YOU oh the traitor. you're stronger than i am, i would've sobbed on the spot. but omg the fact he was like "let's get her out of the house to relax' is so crazy sweet of him ):

and you're crazy sweet ): i'm so glad you enjoy the works and i'm so glad to be able to interact with you like this! i feel like we are just like. sharing our dms with the world or something LMFAO i'm making you my familiar now, you're officially a cat in my mind i'll shake the box of treats to summon you lmfao. but eek! thank you so much for the update. so sorry to hear you were having a shitty time but i'm glad you have someone there to support and care for you (: (truly living your best Y/N dream lmao)

[prettyoddfever]

understanding a big part of Brendon & Ryan's onstage routine in 2008

The mic-sharing was obviously a huge hit with the crowds & fans in 2006. Then the Pretty. Odd. era got going in early 2008, and by that spring more & more fans were complaining online about the "lack of Ryden moments" in the new era. I didn't think it was a coincidence that Brendon & Ryan majorly stepped up their stage routine shortly after that.

So the band had already done the international tour earlier that spring and were about a month into the Honda Civic Tour when they added three specific mic-sharing moments that they continued doing for the next several months. There had been a tiny bit of random mic-sharing attempted prior to that point, but there was absolutely a VERY noticeable change around the second week of May where Ryan was now routinely walking over to Brendon's mic at the same parts. Here's what the evolution of those specific moments looked like:

Behind The Sea:

That Green Gentleman:

Mad As Rabbits:

side tangent: a friend was telling me that they saw some kids currently implying something negative about Brendon because there are so many pics of him super close to Ryan and singing into his ear during the Pretty. Odd. era or something, which is hilarious to me because it's like yeah... that close proximity tends to happen if you walk over to someone and stick your head between their mouth & mic lol. Ryan was the one who moved over to Brendon's mic! He had so much agency & power onstage in 2008 and was absolutely not a meek pushover. So before anyone claims that Ryan was forced into walking over to Brendon during those clearly rehearsed parts, here are a few random other moments where Ryan still chose to walk over & get up in Brendon's space:

Anyways, the point of this post is that the main 3 mic-sharing parts of each show were def not spontaneous, but that just made them even more entertaining.

[bradpittwh0re]

Can you pls make a: brad pitt x Singer!reader Rihanna face claim

if you have time in the day

thanks so much for the request and I'll be uploading an imagine with this face claim.I changed it that she is still a singer but also a CEO like a makeup company - fenty beauty

faceclaim: rihanna

pairings: brad pitt x ceo!reader

warning:fluff

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y/naccess y/n has been teasing a possible makeup collab, what brand do you think it ?

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y/narchieve I have a feeling it would be louis vuttion because she has worked with them in the past

rarey/n when is the next album we are so desperate

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user need her to do a vogue beauty secret video

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yoursername I'm so grateful to announce that I am launching my makeup line called Fenty Beauty. My team and LVMH have been working on this for a few years and my main goal in making this makeup brand is to make sure every woman feels included and represented. I'm glad to say we are launching with 50 wide ranges of foundations so it could include everyone.

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y/nstan54 yes we stan an inclusive and diverse kween

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pagesix While Y/n is entering her CEO era she has been spotted locking lips with A-list actor Brad Pitt at a Coldplay concert.

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bradpittworld omg , omg , omg the pics of brad and y/n kissing at the Coldplay concert at Sofi Stadium in Inglewood, California

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y/nstan52 wait pagesix is right for once???

bradfan26 what do you mean they always have close sources

bradpittgirl Coldplay being brad favourite band

bradstan62 wait they look so cute together

y/nfan30 damn they really making out

bradlover no out of anyone brad decades to date the failed pop star turned failed business owner

y/ndefender she is a multi-Grammy winning artist and the pre-orders for her makeup have sold out , ur just a loser

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y/nupdates y/n and brad stuns at fenty beauty launch event

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y/nfan34 not queen y/n liking ur so lucky

y/nupdates thanks so honered

y/nstan54 she is not going to address nothing

y/nfan02 her liking the post is her basically confirming the relationship

y/nfan53 the clear swarovski crystal dress just stunning

bradstan20 they look so good here

bradfan38 brad is literally glowing in these

y/n+bradstan96 not brad's single hand in the last picture

BREAKING NEWS

Within the first week of Fenty Beauty by Y/N L/N it has surpassed 100 million in sales

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Thanks for waiting and reading , currently working on a few fics at the same time also working on a oneshot about this

[wanderingaldecaldo]

WIP Whenever on a Wednesday

I am terrible at keeping up with tags in general but I am aghast to see my oldest WIP Whenever tag was from nearly 8 weeks ago. I completed a couple of things since my last one, namely the sock garters and the boots, and added quite a few more projects to the list than I scratched off. 😩

Tagged by (and tagging back) @fly-amanitaa @streetkid-named-desire @ouroboros-hideout @aggravateddurian @luvwich

@ghostoffuturespast. Also tagging with the usual zero pressure @olath124 @dustymagpie @medtech-mara @corpo-cunt-couture

@merge-conflict @blackrevell @fereldanwench and YOU reading this! Share and tag me!

Modding

Shocking that it's still my main focus 🙄 but the first one is in support of a couple of VP project:

Presidential Props which include a variety of flags and the NUSA medal with box. The flags are part of the VP set below, though I didn't actually show them here.

Featuring: five different flag varieties with five appearances each; medal box in multiple states, plus the medal itself; and the presidential coin, scalable and with multiple appearances.

SlutWear, a new line of clothing that will tell NC just how slutty your V is. It will be gender and (smaller) size inclusive. 😊

Does Val really heart NC?

An update of my tee framework for dynamic AXL just in time for Pride, though there are no interesting pics to share. Sorry!

However, in support of the previous two items, a modder's tool: a CodePen to generate instances for the yaml. Both the SlutWear shirt(s) and the custom logo tees will require a lot of instances to get all of the color and logo combinations that are possible through dynamic AXL. There's still a little work to do, but it's already been of great use to me, as it wrote 220 lines of code for me. Let's not discuss how many lines of code I wrote to save those 220. 😂

Me using the tool to generate instances for the custom tees yaml. This will remove the limit on colors available to the user, so they can have any color with any of the logos!

VP (and Writing)

A glimpse at a set I took last week for inspo in the presidential PWP that's been stalled out at 5.7k words. More on it in a minute...

Even though the pics are cropped, they're still on the risque side, so I'm sticking them and the rest about the PWP behind the cut.

Not shown: Johnny both rolling his eyes at V and enjoying the show

I've been working on a PWP that was unrelated to the President's Merc AU for months now, but have been stuck because, well, I don't know how to wrap it up. I posted about it a little ways back and someone helpfully suggested that I just have to keep going until one of them passes out. Which, is what does happen, but I don't have that kind of patience to write it out and nearly 6k words is already well longer than my usual PWP, so I went in game to set the scene and possible prompt some ideas for a potenial ... climax to the scene.

It worked! I have a plan, and I think it won't take more than 500 words to reach the end, plus a few more touch-ups to help set up everything, then a rewrite or two for cleaning and polishing.

In the meantime, as I've been working through this version of Val and how she responds to Rosalind, it's the perfect prologue to The Tower story that I've been writing longhand. Val is going to leave this encounter fully loyal to Rosalind and will turn So Mi over with only a moment's hesitation. She doesn't have any attachments in this universe other than Misty and Vik, and after she wakes up to what Night City has become, it's easy for her to walk away from it forever. Especially when it puts her closer to Rosalind.

What about you? What are you working on? 👀

[jeynearrynofthevale]

Just watched the Connor McDavid: Whatever it Takes documentary and my main takeaway is that he’s insane but here are a bunch of random notes and pics:

““If it was up to my mom, we probably would’ve been a skiing family”

The drive, that’s who he is, he’s always been that way, since he was probably 3 or 4, he refused to let his parents help him get dressed and he would carry his bag everywhere, the bag was bigger than he was

“He’s intense and he’s competitive”

Bobby Orr said when he was 15 that he was gonna be the greatest skater to ever play

Tracy Wilson: Olympian and skating coach “what I love about Connor is it’s all about power, doesn’t matter how it looks, it’s about getting there”

Kassian “we haven’t seen a player like that in the game in maybe forever”

McDavid “at the end of the day, you’re still playing an nhl game, but that’s not much to hang your hat on” in reference to being out of the playoffs

“Right on the post square and I just felt the pain right away, thought I’d just broken my leg into a couple pieces”

They keep replaying him going into the net at top speed and it’s fucking horrible to watch

He whispered to me “I think it’s broke”- Kassian

“I was having flashbacks to Stamkos’s energy and I know stammer really well”

Stamkos texted therapist: “did he break his tibia?”

“If I could do it all over again, you’d like to take it back”- giordano

Team physical therapist asked if he could move his leg and told him he could either try to get up or call the gurney. Connor said “no, no, no” and stood up even though he was worried and thought his leg was going to give out”

“I held it together until we got though the tunnel and then I was just a mess” it took them 10 minutes to get back to the room

He said “stop, just give me a second”

3 guys had to hold him up the way back

Lauren “it was really hard when he called me, he just said “I think I broke my leg””

Brian “he was really upset and in pain, as a parent it’s hard”

Kelly: “it’s the worst thing in the world”

“Maybe in hindsight it would’ve been better if it was broken”

Never realized the infamous scene where Leon squeezes Connor in the hallway is from this.

Grade 2 strain of his pcl

“Hey dad, just want you to know I’m going for a second opinion in Colorado Springs”

Doctor told him it was a full pcl tear where tears on bth sides of his miniscus, “tore the popliteus right of the bone”

Full reconstruction of the knee, pcl, and popliteus would require a year recovery, doctor said he needed to do it asap, within a few day

“He was distraught, very, very under described”

His mom wanted him to have the surgery

Surgical intervention is to give it stability back

Had to make decision in 48hrs about whether or not to operate.

“He was very emotional and it was very difficult for him to talk.”

3rd opinion in LA: 2nd doctor is right about the issues but thinks the surgery is risky and doesn’t believe in it, wants to try to rehab it

Had to make that decision at 22 in 24 hours

Pcl cut right in half, back of knee joint completely torn, popliteus also completely torn, lateral and medial meniscus are both torn, crack in front of tibia from where he hit the post

“Hockey is my life”

He wanted to hear that he didn’t need surgery

His rehab guy literally lived with him

7 days a week, 10 hrs a day

50% chance to get him maybe skating again by end of summer

He was in a hyperbaric chamber daily for 40 days, 2 hours at a time

Claustrophobic in a literal tube

“At one point, doctor cleared him to flex his quad muscle”

They had to keep the injury as secret as possible, didn’t tell Ken Holland how bad it was

He would call his mom right after every mri appointment

He was in the pool all the time working on his knee

While rehabbing, his core specialist was like “might as well work on everything while we’re stuck here” and they worked on his core, pelvic floor, rotational movement, spine, everything

Gymnastics coach also helped

Didn’t want him to skate till September

He went on the ice with just his dad on his doc’s recommendation before September

He was so happy to be back on the ice with his father, completely changed emotionally that day

You can really see how much he loves just skating

He was so happy to know that even if he couldn’t fully heal he could still go on with the brace and skate

He’s so smooth in these skating exercises while in an insane brace

“One thing to be out there playing the game but another to do it at the level he was capable of”

Tracy Wilson did in their own words “edging” with him for afternoons, taking him through all sorts of movements and exercises without his brace

Opening night started to look like a possibility

He wanted to be there for training camp

He decided not to participate in biosteel

He wanted to play in all 7 exhibition games even though most veterans only did 4

“Like my first game all over again”

Seeing him on opening night was incredible for his training people

Okay, seeing the canucks slashing at him and shoving him into the boards in the home opener is now making me so protective

“He willed himself back”

[pjisskullourful]

𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓼

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🌼Damiano × reader

part 24 of ?? [parts 1-23]

NSFW 🚨 kinky unsafe dirrrty adultsonly playtime

° Damiano David/female reader insert

wordcount:: 7,854

° request ×3, original anon request for corruption kink damiano, helpful anon suggested clit jewellery& another anon sent in: What would Damiano’s reaction be to his girl posting a really hot thirst trap pic on Instagram? I personally can’t decide whether or not he would be cheeky and comment something like “new lock screen” or if he would get super fiery, possessive or jealous over it [requests are open! but commissions are priority, secure the fourth spot in my cue here!]

° thankyou for all the feedback on the last chapter! feel free to send your ideas to be added to the menu!

After celebrating Christmas with just Damiano, you had departed to spend time with your family, and he had done the same. While he was back in his hometown, you and your family had travelled to Greece. 

You didn't have to go back to work until next week and your parents were paying for your hotel room - there was very little for you to worry about right now. You had been getting into the laid back environment of your beachside hotel, spending a lot of the sunny days in the heated pool. There had been some fun outings with your family, eating large servings of the delicious foods.

Of course a lot of this had been documented for social media. You had put two posts on Instagram, one of them had been a carousel of landscapes and cute photos posed for with your sister.

The other post had been less focused on showing off the experiences you had been having - it was three different photos of you in your bikini. You had been feeling comfortable and confident in the black and white swimwear. You liked how the padding in the top made your boobs look. You thought the ribbon closures on either side of the bottoms were cute, instead of worrying about them adding to the wideness of your hips.

After complimenting how you looked, your sister had offered to take some photos of you by the pool. Petra hadn't rushed you, taking a lot of photos and letting you feel as close to being a model as you would probably ever get. You hadn't posted a photo like these in a while. Were you trying to get your boyfriend's attention, to make him miss you more? Were you showing off? Were you trying to feel desirable? Or were you just embracing this moment of feeling good about your appearance?

Regardless of whether or not your main goal was to get Damiano's approval, you got it. You had gotten a notification of a new comment from him.

Next to his username had been two words: new lockscreen. Then there had been a few flaming heart emojis. You were soon grinning, feeling that giddy rush he could so effortlessly give you.

Then you were getting a private message from him: are you busy? When you replied that you weren't, you were just hanging out in your room alone, he called you via FaceTime and his smiling face was soon filling the screen of your phone.

Before speaking, he raised a bottle of water into frame, getting the cap open. "Hang on, I'm just having a drink, because I'm all dehydrated after that thirst trap."

You giggled, watching him have some water. "It is not a thirst trap."

"Yes it is." He said. "I could look up a definition of thirst trap right now and it would say: when your girlfriend posts a bikini pic looking so damn fuckable."

"Fuckable? That's not what you said in your comment."

"The context was there." He said. "You should come home…"

"It's not bikini-weather there."

"I'll turn the heater on."

“Did you really make it your lock-screen?” You asked.

“Yes. Of course. I put all three of them in a little collage and I’m very excited to get to see it every time I pick up my phone.”

You were still grinning, feeling very flattered that he would want to look at the photos so much. He was just enjoying them, he wasn’t seeing the imperfections that your eyes could be drawn to.

Then you started to laugh when you saw him raise his fingers to his forehead, stroking upwards. “You just went to brush the hair back from your face. But there isn’t any hair there anymore.”

He smiled and rubbed the palm of his hand over his still relatively fresh buzz cut. “I’ve gotta break the habit.”

“I’ll be home in two days.” You reminded him. “And you can send me lots of thirst traps in that time.”

“We’ll see who can out-thirst the other.”

You stuck out your bottom lip as you studied his face, wishing you could touch him. “Two days is too long.”

“I know.” He lamented, pouting back at you. “I miss you. I’m so over just having pillows in the bed. At first, stretching out was fun or whatever. But I’m just wanting my kitten now. What good is bedtime without cuddles?”

“Yeah, stretching out in bed is so overrated. I even miss your cold feet.” You said. “And at least fifty times a day, something happens that makes me think of one of our inside jokes. But I can’t say it because no one will understand what I’m talking about.”

“Aw. Nobody’s appreciating your comedic genius.” He said. “What’s your plan for today? When I think about you, where will I picture you?”

“There’s a market that my mum wants to visit and then I think we’ll find a café for lunch.”

He appeared somewhat disappointed. “Oh, so no lounging around the pool in your bikini on the schedule?”

You giggled. “No. But that doesn’t mean that you can’t picture me in the bikini.”

“I probably shouldn’t. There are things that I was hoping to accomplish today.”

He helped you pick out what to wear for your family outing. You propped your phone up so that he could watch you get dressed. As you were styling your hair he told you about the plans he had for the day. A friend from his school days had just had their first child and he would be visiting with them. You made him promise to send you lots of photos of the baby.

You completed your outfit by putting on your Chanel choker. Then you exchanged your ‘I love you’s as you wrapped up the call, setting off for your separate days to share with one another in tonight’s phone call.

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Damiano was there waiting for you at the airport. He embraced you so tightly that your feet were lifted off the floor as you kissed one another hurriedly. You weren't embarrassed by this public display of affection, you didn't care what the many other people in the airport might think - you felt sorry for them for not having such a Heavenly reunion.

He lifted both of your suitcases into the car. Once driving, he kept one hand mostly resting on your thigh. The two of you caught up on any details that hadn't yet been shared about your vacations. It was a relief to get to see his eyes on you again, to hear his voice clearly and smell him. His presence did away with any sense of fatigue or frustration from your travel. You were so glad to be home, despite having not reached your apartment building yet.

When you arrived home, you were going for one particular pocket in your pink suitcase. He had already started to wheel your other bag in the direction of the bedroom, before you got his attention.

“I have something for you.” You said, keeping him from getting any further away. “Just a little gift, I saw it at the markets and I knew I had to get it for you.”

“Aw kitten, aren’t you just the sweetest little thing in the world?” He replied, showing you a gorgeous smile already, independent of seeing his present. “I hope you don’t feel like I’m trying to upstage you when I let you know that I’ve got gifts for you.”

Your hands came out of the pocket empty as you got distracted from your task. “Gifts?”

The look on your face made him giggle. “Yeah, I made you something, as well as some things I bought.”

Your eyes grew wide. “Made?”

He held a hand out to you. “How about you save finding my gift for later? And right now, you come with me and let me spoil you?” Instantly you left your suitcase behind, going over to him. “Why am I not surprised that you needed very little convincing?”

He took your hand, grinning as you began walking toward the bedroom together. Your other suitcase was left behind. You couldn't see anything gift wrapped upon first stepping into the bedroom.

"You'll have to get naked first." He said.

You stopped walking. "Oh, I get it. You're gonna cum on me, the thing you 'made' for me is all the jizz in your balls." You had unzipped your jeans. "I should have seen it coming…"

"What? No. Unless you want to, I could give you a wet 'welcome home', that could easily be arranged, baby.”

You already had your pants down to where you could step out of them. “Seriously, that isn’t what you were getting at?”

“No. I got you a couple of things to wear and I want you to put them on right now. I’ve been dying to see them on you.” He said.

“Okay.”

As you progressed to taking more things off, he went over to the bed. He crouched down so as to reach into the area beneath the bed frame, pulling on something that was currently out of sight. You fulfilled his request of getting naked, then stood in the room and keenly waited for what was to come next.

When he stood up, he had a small package in his hand. He gave it to you and you assumed you were about to open a necklace or bracelet. He watched you pulling away the wrapping paper, an amused smile on his face that made you wonder what kind of reaction he was hoping for.

You came upon a length of thin black cord and attached to this was some kind of charm. It was made of silver, in the shape of a hollow oval with a teardrop pendant hanging in the centre, completed by a single diamond. You were trying to determine if you had ever seen a design like this before. Then you noticed the cord was attached to the charm in three spots - what kind of necklace was this? Was it something that you wore over your head? He was still smiling as he watched you assessing the item.

"Um, I really don't want to sound ungrateful here…" You began as you turned it around in your hands, stretching the elastic bands in your effort to understand it.

"Here, let me show you how to put it on." He said gently and you handed it over.

He threaded his hands through the two large loops and started to bend down, getting onto his knees in front of you. You were completely clueless as you watched him. He brought the elastic loops down to the ground just in front of your feet and instructed you to step in. He started to bring it up the length of your legs, the pendant placed between them. Now you realised that this was some strange kind of g-string.

He put his fingers up to your pussy, easing your labia apart. Your eyes were wide, you had no idea what he was about to do with this unfamiliar item. His other hand adjusted the charm, bringing the cool metal up to your skin. It framed your clit, pressing against you and keeping your labia somewhat spread back even after his fingers were taken away. The little pendant bumped against your clitoris, startling you and making you gasp.

"Daddy, what is this?" You asked.

He adjusted the elastic bands so that they sat up on your hips, mimicking how a thong would fit. "Do you like it? It's just a little jewellery for your clit. Not that it needed anything extra to be pretty and enticing. But I liked the idea of you wearing this under your panties as a reminder that you, and this pussy, belong to me.

"Other people can look, they can see you looking fuckable in a bikini- but this pussy is just for me." He said, a serious look now in his eyes as he looked up at you.

"Is this because of what I posted on Instagram, the thirst trap?" You asked. 

He stayed where he was, not yet done admiring this new accessory. "That was part of the motivation, yes. I was so very turned on when I saw those pictures, I was like: wow, look at my girlfriend. Then I thought for a moment longer, going back to that word: look. And I realised other people could and would look, and it brought out a certain possessiveness in me. I know that you're on private on Insta and there's no random creeps seeing you. But I couldn't help it, I saw your body and felt this need to stake my claim."

"I can delete it." You rushed to offer.

"No, it's okay, kitty. It's your profile and your pictures. If that's how you wanna catalogue your vacation, it's totally fine with me. You celebrating your body is great, it's sexy, I love it. I would never think of telling you to take them down, I promise." He said. "This isn't a punishment, 'cause you did nothing wrong. Daddy just needs to work through some of his jealousy, okay?" He kissed across the top of your thigh. "And he only gets jealous 'cause you're something so special, something he could never stand the thought of losing."

"You could never lose me." You said.

"How do you like it?" He asked. "It's not uncomfortable, is it? I trust that you would tell me the second something was painful."

"No, it's not painful. It's just…" Readjusting your weight made the dangling pendant move against your clit, prompting an excited shiver from you. "...different."

"It looks really pretty. Appetising. But I'm gonna try to not get too distracted here, I've still got so much more for you." He said, giving your thigh a squeeze before moving away. He went back to the stash under the bed, bringing out a new, larger gift. "I think you're gonna look just as delicious in this."

Beneath the wrapping paper, you came across sheer black fabric. As you unfolded it, you found a soft fur trim. There was so much of this luxurious, drapey fabric. Freeing it from the packaging, you held it up, finding it was a very glamorous dressing gown.

You gasped, thrilled by the sight of it (the silver pendant rubbed against your clitoris again). "Damiano, it's gorgeous. I love it so fucking much." You began to wrap the smooth fabric around yourself, pushing your arms into the long sleeves.

“Oh, fuck yeah.” He said, taking a step back to admire you more as you tied the sash into a knot at your waist. “It’s absolutely perfect on you. This is pure opulence, baby.”

You giggled and started twirling around in a circle, the fabric dramatically flaring out in the process. “Opulence. Ha, mmn…” Your movements got the jewellery on your clitoris rocking and you felt your gut tighten as you questioned the sturdiness of your knees. You stopped spinning quite quickly, sucking on your lower lip.

“Are you okay? Is it the jewellery?” He asked, a knowing smile on his face making him look smug.

You nodded, letting out a shaky exhale. “Yeah, it’s kind of hard to forget about.”

“That’s very much the point.” He said. “How about you sit down? I don’t want you too distracted while I give you the rest of the gifts.”

You walked over to the bed, the little pendant tapping on your clit with every step. You were feeling waves of tingles moving through your body as you carefully sat down, putting more concentration into this than was normal. Your chest expanded and you tried to adjust to this hint of pressure - it was subtle, but it kept wanting to draw your attention back to your clit.

“The robe doesn’t have anything to do with jealousy or ownership. But it does go with the rest of your gifts and what I made for you. Do you wanna see the rest?” He asked.

“Yes, please Daddy.”

This time when he reached beneath the bed, he brought out your laundry basket, filled with items. You sat up straighter, trying to quickly identify everything it held. You saw a black package with the Lush branding. You saw a brand new hairbrush. There was a pair of headphones still in their box. Amongst the many items that had the basket on the verge of overflowing were bottles of ointments and lotions.

He placed the basket beside you and plucked out a small booklet, handing it to you. “Here you go.”

Kitten’s Menu the cover read, in what you recognised to be his handwriting. An intrigued smile lifted the corners of your lips as you tried to figure out how all of this fit together. You looked up to where he stood beside the mattress, keenly watching every reaction from you.

You opened the book, the inside cover telling you that this was for your eyes only.

Aftercare Menu, the heading on the first page said.

"Let me know if anything is unclear, I tried really hard to have it all make sense, but if you get confused, just ask." He said, leaning one knee on the bed next to you.

"This is what you made me?" You asked.

"Yep, typed it up, folded the pages very carefully, stapled it all together." He said.

"Just for me?"

His fingers stroked against your arm. "All for you, kitten. I figure that once a scene is done, you get wrapped up in your lovely robe and you pick something from the menu, anything you want and you get it."

You were smiling as you began to read down the list of options.

Talking. This had an offshoot: words of affirmation, deconstructing scene, talking about something else, sharing memories, any other topic.

"If you don't feel like talking, I can just talk to you, or even read to you. I can find random pop culture articles and read to you about pointless shit." He added as elaboration.

Silence/space, for as long as you need.

Cuddling.

Taking a nap together.

Blanket burrito.

Back rubs/tickles, or massages.

Brushing your hair. That explained the new brush amongst the other gifts.

Watching TV, something trashy, something silly, something we've seen a million times, something we can fall asleep during.

Bath or shower.

Eating, I'll make you anything you want.

Tea.

Listening to music or a podcast.

Burning incense.

Colouring. You could see a colouring book, along with a box of pencils in the basket as well.

Ointments on any ouchies. Rubbing in moisturiser.

Sheet mask.

Yoga.

He piped up when he saw you get to the bottom of this page. "The yoga doesn't have to be anything intensive, it's not a time to do a workout."

"Online shopping, literally anything I want?" You read aloud. "Are you serious?"

He sat next to you. "Yep, no limitations. If you wanna buy new shoes, you can have them. You can get makeup, you can get more plants, you can get video games, you can get fifty new Squishmallows, whatever baby. We'll lay in bed together and you can just point at what you want. After fucking you stupid, I'll spoil you stupid."

"Holy fuck." You said quietly.

Playing games together: Block Blast, Wordscapes, Candy Crush.

Drive to get fast food.

"The book isn't full, 'cause you can come up with new stuff that you want and we can work on it together." He said.

"This is amazing." You said.

He kissed you on the cheek. "You deserve it. I was just thinking about how to give you the best aftercare experience possible and I thought that this way, when your brain might be feeling a little fried, you can just point and you can get what you need easier."

"It's really-... I'm kind of speechless." You said, looking back over the pages.

He kissed you on the cheek again, closer to your lips this time. "I wanted to show you how serious I am about taking care of you, I love you."

You looked up at him, wrapping an arm around his neck. "I love you too."

You brought his lips to yours, placing your other arm around him as you quickly sought to deepen the kiss. You turned to face him and he put his hands to your back, holding you in close. You felt your heartbeat pick up as his tongue slid past your lips, exploring into your mouth. You let your mouth open wider as he rubbed at the roof of your mouth. You were getting giddy from this proximity that you had been missing during your time away.

He pulled back, his hands on your cheeks as he looked deeply into your eyes, a penetrative stare. His fingers caressed your skin, the expression on his face completely serious. “I promise to end every scene with the best, most thorough, most loving aftercare. But you have to promise to always be transparent with how you’re feeling, that’s the only way we can keep thriving like this.”

“Of course, yes, I promise, I promise a thousand times.” You said. “But you have to promise to stay transparent too.”

He gave you a peck on the lips. “Promise forever.”

You leaned in, not done with kissing him yet. You took your time to enjoy his lips as he rubbed your cheeks. You kissed his upper lip, then kissed the lower lip, lingering here. When you went back to the upper lip, he took the opportunity to suck your lip into his mouth. The way he nibbled lightly on it made you squirm a little, getting closer to him, your hand on his thigh.

“Do you wanna go for a walk to the kitchen for me, kitten?” He asked.

“Okay, let’s see how far I get before this thing on my clit fucks me all the way up.”

Getting to your feet prompted the dangling pendant to shift, which stirred something within you. This didn’t go away as you started to walk out of the room. He was following closely behind you, seeing every hesitation and flinch.

It was like having your vibrator on the lowest setting, being held to your clitoral hood. It wasn’t supposed to get you off, but it was definitely meant to turn you on. It was meant to prime you, getting blood pumping to this area. It was noticeably titillating with practically every step, plunging your mind into a sexually-charged haze.

You whined as excited flutters filled your cunt, you looked back over your shoulder at him. “It’s making me horny.”

He was smiling as he watched you. “Excellent, that’s how I want you.”

Your next stride was interrupted by his palm unexpectedly striking your butt. In your surprise, you jumped forward. This caused the greatest swing of the pendant, with it landing very solidly back against your clitoral hood. Your knees snapped together and your gut clenched in this heightened moment.

You didn’t get the chance to recover your footing before he was grabbing your bicep and pulling you off your path. You went with this momentum, ending up pushed against the wall by him. The pendant wasn’t settled yet, bringing a tightness to your throat. You hadn’t made it to the kitchen, stopped just shy of the dining room. It was impossible to say if you would have gotten the whole way to the kitchen if not for his interference.

And you found you didn’t care too much about this, not when you had him bearing down on you. He was still wearing that enticed smile as he pushed his hips into yours. He put his fingers to your chin, tilting your head back as he leaned in closer.

“Your pussy likes the little gift from Daddy?” He asked, slowly wiggling his hips from one side to the other, setting into the promising beginnings of friction.

“Uh-huh. It’s getting so wet.” You said.

“Dripping?”

You considered what you were feeling between your legs. “It will be soon.” He gave you a kiss as he continued his leisurely grinding on you. “It’s kinda ridiculous how wet you get me.”

“I think it’s an important job to make sure that gorgeous pussy stays wet.” He said, applying more kisses to your lips.

He braced himself with his hands resting on the wall, just above each of your shoulders. This made you feel wonderfully contained, surrounded by the building lust. As you kissed him back, you became acutely aware of just how long it had been since you had last had sex. Thinking about that stretch of time spawned a deep ache through you.

“Will you let me do my important job?” You borrowed his phrasing. But this just got you a confused look from him. You licked your lips, pushing through the trepidation to be unsubtle. “You know, a blow job.”

He nodded, winking one eye shut. “I get you. And obviously there’s no way I’m turning that down.” You bent your knees, getting your body lower. “You wanna do it right here?”

“Why not?” You responded, not hesitating in getting your knees down to the floor.

He bent down, hands on your cheeks as he secured a few more kisses from you. “You’re such a good girl. Just give me a shove if your head is bouncing against the wall too much. We don’t need you developing a concussion, or whatever.”

“Yeah, I don’t think your aftercare menu has that covered.” You said as he straightened up.

You undid the button on his jeans and got the zipper down. He helped you take the pants off, because it wasn’t enough to take them down, he had to get out of the jeans altogether. You were greeted by the sight of his boner stretching the fabric of his briefs. You got these out of your way, letting them rest around his knees.

You wrapped a hand around his hard shaft, but before you could get your mouth to the head, he was getting your attention by pulling your hair. Obediently, you looked up at him.

“Stick your tongue out for me.” He instructed, with you instantly extending your tongue out, presenting it to him. “Uh-huh. Now I’m gonna bounce my cock on it a little, so keep it just like that for me, okay?” His hand replaced yours on the shaft (the other still gripping strands of your hair). “Be a good girl and hold it nice and flat for Daddy.”

You felt the weight of his cock tapping against your tongue as you kept your eyes on his face. You saw the breathless smile that this activity brought to his face. He did this without any apparent rhythm, working himself up as felt best.

“Okay, you can kiss it now.” He said and you were quickly repositioning your mouth, changing so that you could begin treating the tip to kisses. “Yeah, show me how much you missed this fuckin’ cock.”

You saw the entranced look on his face as you let your kisses linger, your saliva wetting his taut skin. This graduated to you parting your lips, incorporating your tongue. At first it was just a little - briefly touching the tip to his head, before withdrawing when the kiss concluded.

Then flicking your tongue up became involved licking. You swirled your tongue all around the head. You saw his eyelids begin to flutter shut as you rapidly worked the tip of your tongue against his head.

“It’s been a hot minute, so I think we’re gonna need to just…” He kept his hand around his cock as he gently rocked forward, easing into your mouth at a slight angle. "...stretch that cheek a little." He guided the tip of his dick along the inside of your right cheek, momentarily pushing it out. Then he withdrew. "And the other one." Your left cheek was given the same treatment. "That feels better, huh?"

"Uh-huh." You responded, trying to not move your mouth too much.

He let go of his cock, seemingly ready to trust you going forward. But he kept his hand in your hair.

You placed your lips around his cock and slid forward. You drew most of his length into your mouth, beginning to massage all over it with your tongue. You let his taste dance across your palette as you listened to his heavy breathing.

Then you began to bob your head, stroking your lips up-and-down him. You shut your eyes as you concentrated on this task, listening and feeling his reactions. You flicked your tongue up sporadically, giving an extra element to some of your pumps. He kept his hips still, content to go with the tempo you were setting into.

"How about you wiggle those hips for me, my little fucktoy?" He asked. "Get that jewellery moving on your pretty clit, hm?" You found him still staring down at you. You began to gyrate your hips, setting the swinging pendant into motion again. It was immediately enticing, the tingles rapidly spreading out through you. "Uh-huh, get that pussy ready for me."

You moved your hips in little circles. You held him steady, close to the base as you kept working your mouth up-and-down, getting more of his cock moist with your spit. You shut your eyes and drew your cheeks in. His hand relaxed in your hair and you heard him let out a breathy moan.

You worked yourself up to a consistent pace, keeping the pendant rocking on your clitoral hood, without letting it distract you from the priority of his pleasure. You bobbed your head, finding a motion that you could comfortably maintain. Listening to his whimpers got you excited for what other sounds you could draw from him.

He increased the power of your strokes when he started to roll his hips to your tempo. You took your hand from his length, putting it to his balls instead, no longer needing to steady the shaft. His head moved deeper into you, getting closer to your throat.

"Yes. Good girl." He moaned, pressing the back of your head to the wall as he rocked his body weight forward. You tilted your head back, keeping your mouth in motion. "Oh, good girl."

He put his hands to the sides of your head, keeping you where he needed as he pumped his hips faster. He drove his tip along your tongue at a hungry rhythm and you could feel him quivering.

He lifted one of his feet from the floor, raising his leg so that he could brace his knee against the wall beside your head. This allowed him to thrust harder. You could feel drool running off of your lower lip as you kept up with him.

He worked his head into your throat, his fingers dug into your face as he got more desperate. Each of his loud moans bled into another, a consistent background sound to the wet noises of your mouth working on his cock.

"Oh my pet, yes." He let out a choked sob.

Your throat spasmed around him, your world freezing until his cum was being set loose into you. You were shaking as his hands let go of your face. He rocked back, fading into his climax. You looked up at him, marvelling at him in this state. His eyes were shut and he gradually emptied your mouth. You let yourself become still, your clit jewellery resting in place.

You steadily came back to your surroundings, running your hands up-and-down his legs as you continued to watch his recovery. He put his foot back on the ground, moving a little out of your personal space.

When he looked down at you, he smiled and started to run his fingers through your hair lovingly. "Kitty, you're so fuckin' good at that. I wasn't too rough, was I?"

"No, I'm okay." You said, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Was that fun for you too?" He asked. "Did getting me off get you all worked up?"

"Uh-huh."

He pushed his briefs the rest of the way down and then removed his shirt. He offered his hands to you, helping you to your feet. "It's not just about me. I've got more planned for you." Once you were at his height, he threw his arms around you, kissing you. "I wanna get you out of that robe and get to enjoying that body you've been using to get me so worked up from a different fuckin' country."

"Yes, Master." You said, covering his lips with enthusiastic kisses. "Show me where thirst-trapping gets me."

He gave you another deep kiss, then placed one of his hands in yours. He started to walk in the direction of the dining table. As you went with him, you felt the jewellery shifting on your clitoral hood again and it got your heart beating faster.

He moved himself up onto the table, sitting on it. He beckoned you closer by curling his fingers in the air. You positioned yourself in the space between his thighs, the two of you starting to kiss. His hands went down to your sash, untying it and progressing to push the robe off of your shoulders. You kissed him deeper as the fabric fell away from your body, leaving you just as exposed as him. You placed your arms around his neck, teasing your tongue between his lips. His hands moved down your bare back as he opened his mouth, letting you rub your tongue against his.

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you tight, your chest flush to his. "Climb up here kitten, I want you on top of me."

He eased himself back a little and you lifted one knee up, setting it on the tabletop next to his butt. You rocked your body weight forward and got your other knee onto the table, his arms around you keeping you steady. He began kissing you again as you got settled into this position of straddling him. You could feel how hard he was as more of your body pressed into him, it made you pay extra attention to how sensitive the jewellery was making your clitoris feel.

He started to lean back, lying down on the surface. He put his hands to your hips, stroking up-and-down gently as you remained sitting up. "I love seeing what belongs to me like this. Do you belong to me, pet?"

"Of course I do." You said, comfortable and stable on top of him. You let your fingers explore over his torso as you enjoyed the way he looked at you. "I belong all to you, totally and completely, yours."

As he was looking into your eyes, he moved one of his hands off of your side, going towards the centre of your belly. He trailed his fingers down, going over the curve of the bottom of your belly and continuing lower. You bit into your bottom lip as his fingertips went across your mound, sliding down to where the jewellery was framing your clit. He reached lower, leaving this hot area in the interest of seeking out your entrance. You heard the wet sounds that your cunt made in response to his fingertips before he stretched you open with one finger.

"That especially belongs to you." You said, your voice quieter than before.

He smiled as he reached deeper between your walls. Your clit was quivering against the pendant and you felt your breath coming in faster. Your thighs clenched around his hips as you started to give your pleasure more priority in your mind.

“Did you play with this pussy at all while you were away?” He asked, beginning to work his finger inside of you.

“No, I didn’t have permission to.” You said.

He looked pleased as he added a second finger. “Good pet. You know just how to behave to keep me happy, don’t you?”

“It’s a privilege to make you happy.” You said.

He slowly worked his fingers inside of you, the arousal coming in a steady incline. You began to move your hips as you got more invested, gently thrusting in time with his pacing. Your movements got the pendant rocking, it swung forward with your momentum before returning to your clit with a tap. It gave you a burst of excitement each time and you knew it would soon be difficult to hide your greediness.

Once you realised he wasn’t going to put an end to your movements, you decided to experiment with what else he would let you get away with. With every rock, you eased yourself a little further forward, until you got your crotch up against his boner. Then you leaned back, while tilting your pelvis. This allowed you to start grinding your pussy on his bare cock. You felt his cock twitch as you relished in the extra friction you had harnessed.

You made sure to keep eye contact with him so that he could see exactly what his fingers and dick were doing to you. You knew how much he got off on that, your enjoyment existing for him.

He wrapped his unoccupied hand around his shaft. You tried to guess his next move as you kept yourself steady with each hand gripping his thighs. Your arms shook as he started directing the head of his cock to your entrance.

He worked swiftly, his cock sliding inside in the same instant that his wet fingers were taken out. Your walls gave a giddy flutter as he moved in deeper. You leaned your weight forward again, earning more sensations from the jewellery. You felt so wonderfully claimed by him as your cunt stretched to accommodate him.

“Did you want me to stay up like this, Master?” You asked.

He rested his hands on your lower back as his eyes moved up-and-down your body, assessing his options. “Yeah, I haven’t had enough of this sublime view yet. So long as you’re comfortable.”

He was the one to set the pace, thrusting up into you. You braced yourself with your hands on his stomach as you began to move with him. This kept the pendant swinging against your clit, driving you further from your sense of composure.

He struck your butt with his hand. "I'm gonna spank you. And I want you to clench that pussy every time I do, okay?"

"Yes, Daddy."

He slapped the other cheek and you responded by manually clasping your walls around his length. Then you released with a shaky sigh. You didn't let your hips stop, working at staying in rhythm.

Your pussy tightened with the next spank and you could feel your whole body investing in this excitement. You plunged down harder on his cock as you kept reacting to his spanks. You were soon greeting the strikes with little cries as the sensations ruling your body only gained more power. Your knees were going weak and you shut your eyes, ready to get lost.

Soon there were little to no breaks between his persistent spanks, your cunt constantly squeezing him until you could feel his cock throbbing as it massaged you.

He progressed to just holding your ass in his hands, gripping each cheek with his fingers digging in. You clenched your walls, with the rest of your body tensing up. Happy whimpers were falling from his lips, accompanying your own needy moans. Your hands held tightly onto his sides as the intensity began to overwhelm you.

You rocked forward, your mouth seeking out his as the passion kept getting closer to bubbling over. His hands relaxed on your butt and he kissed you back. Your walls clenched uncontrollably as his speed increased, his hips recklessly pounding against yours. Breathy moans interrupted your kisses, but you unfailingly met his every thrust.

"I wanna switch…" He said, changing how he held onto you. "Will you let Daddy put you on your tummy?"

“Uh-huh.”

You climbed off of him, continuing to be stimulated by the rocking jewellery as you stood beside the table. He got up as well, offering his help to make your change in position as smooth as possible. You turned away from him, lying your chest down on the hard surface. Your feet remained on the floor as you braced yourself for more.

As he stepped in closer, he showed his appreciation for your presented ass by tapping his hand against each cheek. This only served to increase the desires inside of you, making you arch your back and squirm a little. When this motion caused the pendant to shift and drag over your swollen clit, you smiled to yourself.

You were grateful when he didn’t make you wait for penetration, it was a relief to be spared any further teasing. With one hand gripping your squishy hip, he buried his length into your cunt. Your breathing hitched as he filled you almost all the way up in an instant.

He began rocking his hips into you, stroking himself into a persistent rhythm. You could feel his head rubbing at parts of your pussy that had been inaccessible to him in the previous position, harnessing new sensitivities.

As you moved with him, you felt him sliding in deeper. It only took a few more thrusts to get him to the greatest depth, his movements harmonising with how the pendant knocked against your clit to keep taking you higher.

"Daddy, ah..." You whimpered when you felt his tip collide with your sweet spot.

The movements of his hips became more concentrated, keeping himself at your g-spot with short strokes. He grinded into your butt, still giving you so much energy. "Is that where you want it? Has Daddy found the perfect spot to fuck you?"

You squeezed your eyes shut, writhing on the table. "Yes, yes, yes." You responded, your voice getting squeakier.

"If I keep fucking you here, will you show me how much you missed me by covering my cock in your cum, huh? Will you do that for me?" He asked.

"Yes, I will."

He put both of his hands to your ass, grabbing handfuls firmly. He gripped your cheeks as he smacked his hips into you quicker than before. Your mouth hung open as you felt yourself becoming entirely overwhelmed, he was leaving you with no chance to regain your composure.

You gave one last powerful thrust to meet him before it all became too much and you were rocketing over your edge. Your eyes rolled back as you dissolved into the pleasure, all of the tension leaving your body.

As you tingled and shivered, he kept going, chasing a second orgasm for himself. He powered into you, rutting between your spasming walls. You held your breath, held at this spectacular height with the excitement firing little sparks all through your body.

He gave a loud series of incoherent cries as he started unloading into you, bucking so as to drive the cum deeper. Your knees buckled and your hands curled into useless fists as you whimpered through this stunning conclusion.

"Oh, kitty…" He exhaled, his hands releasing from your butt as he pulled out.

You let yourself go limp on the table, working to catch your breath. You felt like you were in a daze, whiny moans painting your exhales every so often.

"You okay?" He asked in response to your silence.

You slowly lifted your head to the feeling of him stroking his fingers up-and-down your back. "Yeah, yeah, I'm okay." You began to get up, moving to sit in one of the closeby chairs. "I can take this jewellery off now, right? Please?"

"Of course, of course." He said, even helping you take the straps down. "It didn't hurt you at all, did it? Because I could kiss it better, maybe." He winked at you.

"No, it doesn't hurt. It's just so fucking intense." You said.

He held it by the elastic. "I'll have to go back to the website to see how to clean this properly. Come on, let's get you somewhere more comfortable. How do you feel?"

"I'm good. That was quite the welcome home."

Your legs were still feeling a bit shaky when you got back to the bed. He laid down with you, one arm wrapped around you while he reached for something with the other. He placed the menu in front of your face and you took it.

He kissed you on the cheek. "Pick what you want."

You were smiling to yourself as you opened it, you weren't quite sure where to start. "Can I get some food?"

"Of course, baby. Do you wanna go get something or can I make you something?" He asked.

"Can I have a bowl of mac and cheese?"

"That's it?"

"Yeah." You said with a shrug. "What did you think I was gonna ask for, a four course meal, something made from scratch?"

He shook his head. "Mac and cheese coming right up." He gave you a quick kiss on the lips before getting up. He pulled on some clothes before leaving the room.

You didn't wait long before leaving as well, dressing yourself in a shirt and comfortable panties. You went back to your pink suitcase, this time you didn't get distracted from locating your gift for him.

"Okay, give me more than five seconds to make it." He said as you walked into the kitchen. "I haven't even gotten the water to boil yet."

"Good, that means you've got time for me to give you your gift now." You said, holding the small package out of sight behind your back.

"Ooh, yes." He turned away from the stove at once.

You placed it in the palm of his hand and he tore the paper away to reveal a beaded necklace. He lifted up the minimalist design, looking at the gemstones in the light.

"Do you like it?" You asked. "I know that you're literally the last person in the world who needs a new necklace, you could get any, even designer shit. But I- that's the gemstone for my star sign, so I thought you might like to wear it when we're apart and I also thought it would look really good on you."

"I love it. Thank you, kitten." He said, instantly undoing the small clasp so that he could place the accessory around his neck. "I'm gonna wear it all the time."

You smiled, enjoying how the coloured stones looked on his skin. "It's kind of a similar idea to yours, a little reminder of me, just not sexual."

"And it's perfect." He said, pecking you on the lips. "How does it look?"

"Gorgeous." You said. "I'm so happy that you like it."

"How could I not? I love everything and anything that gives me an excuse to think about you. 'Cause I love you."

You wrapped your arms around his waist, further distracting him from making your food because you wanted to kiss him more. "I love you too."

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[icejinlov3r]

ART CONTEST!!! - Frieza and Frost’s Fashion Show!!

So, I’m very much burnt out from writing (at least from my big stories, I’ll probably still drop occasional oneshots) and am taking a small hiatus. But turns hiatus can be a bit boring. So how am I gonna change that?

By hosting a random art contest for fun!!

I thought this might be a fun little thing to drop. No idea how many participants they’ll actually be, but we’ll see 😁😁.

So, here’s how it’ll work. The theme will be my two fav bois, Frieza and Frost. Specifically, with the two of them wearing cute outfits that you guys come up with! There will be a time limit of one week (meaning March 26th, 2024 is the due date). And when that day comes, I’ll share everyone’s drawings in giant post - make it a little “fashion show” for everyone to see! And then the next day, I’ll set up votes so YOU guys can vote on the winner!

I’m gonna have votes set up for different categories too, such as “cutest outfits” or “most unique outfits” that people can also vote on. But the main winner at the end will get to request a drawing from me - on any character, fandom, or ship they want!

There are gonna be a few rules, but really it’s more like a guideline on the contest:

You don’t have to draw ship art of Frieza and Frost together - just a simple piece with these two wearing an outfit of your choice will suffice, or even two separate pics of each individual character will work (that said, ship art is welcome too).

They don’t have to wear matching outfits, have them wear whatever you come up with.

You are not limited just because both characters are male - you can dress them up in either male or female outfits, but they both only require ONE outfit each.

If you want to dress them up in outfits from a crossover show (for example, dress Frieza up as Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, etc) you can absolutely do that.

You can have Frieza and Frost be in any form you want - obviously most people recognize their final forms, but I’d be delighted to see them in their first forms, or Frieza in Golden Form.

Art can be digital or on paper, you’re free to choose.

You don’t have to follow me to participate - everyone is welcome!

Okay, now for the ACTUAL rules: please keep your outfits and drawings PG-13. I don’t know how many minors actually follow me, or look at my content, but I wanna make this available to everyone.

Leave some sort of signature on your art. I know most artists do anyway, but I don’t want anyone’s art to get stolen.

No AI art. I shouldn’t have to explain why.

And finally, please show good sportsmanship. No matter what category someone wins, or who wins the contest at the end, the point of this is just to have fun and show the creativity of many artists! If I catch word any any artists harassing me or other artists for any reason related to the contest, your art will immediately be disqualified. No if, ands, or buts. Be respectful.

Okay, I think that covers everything, but if I need to, I’ll update this later. Like I said, you have one week to submit your art. You can either DM it to me in my private messaging, or send it in my inbox - just don’t do it anonymously, otherwise giving proper credit to your art will be much more difficult. In any case, good luck, and I can’t wait to see your guy’s art!

@anonymous-harpy @bluberryboom @justme068 @purrfectcellz @gojiberry-bbq @airplaneear2 @amiz06-certified-b1mb0

(These are just great artists I’m tagging to see if they’re interested 😊)

[alangdorf]

Welp, the ref lineup still isn’t done cause I haven’t drawn Shion yet, and the belated valentines I’ve been working on are gonna be like at least a month late cause I just planned three more, but what I did do these past couple weeks is start writing a fanfic and then immediately abandon it to go draw a bunch of only tangentially-related suzutsubas (except for that first pic; that’s a scene from it, albeit one I haven’t written yet), only half of which are fit for public posting (one of ‘em I could make a few edits and feel ok about posting sometime; it’s not that out there, it’s just, y’know. Hamal Cine Bad End Hyperbolic Torture Chamber. I’m usually very “whatever happens happens” about my art but if I don’t show some restraint I know I’ll end up stuck in there forever), but hey, since I’ve been teasing them for ages and finally have some finished stuff with them, take a couple Suzumii! Also gonna ramble abt headcanons under the cut (and it will be LONG)

To begin, a note abt my Len’en gender/pronoun headcanons: as a they/them preferrer myself, I’m thrilled that most people just stick with those for everyone, but I’ve developed some more detailed headcanons as I go through working on designs and I’ll generally be using those. Don’t worry though, most of them are still nonbinary and basically all of them are trans/gq. Relevant ones for this post are Tsubakura: they/them nonbinary (transmasc to some degree) and Suzumi: cis female, question mark?? (to be elaborated on); for clarity’s sake I usually use she/her for Arde and Hamal Cine individually and plural they for the system collectively (also I don’t usually use their nicknames, dunno why), but singular they for Benet (the wiki says Benny is probably short for Benetnasch so I’m assuming that’s their actual name) for reasons which will also be elaborated on (sort of).

Aaalso this clearly isn’t autobiographical or anything but I think I’m subconsciously putting a lot of myself into Suzumi because 1) we do look pretty similar (brown wavy bob + blue eyes) and 2) given their current status as both the main antagonist and the most well-known plural Len’en character (I get the impression that Hooaka also being plural isn’t super common knowledge; I mean it took me several read-throughs of their wiki page and their dialogue with BPoHC Secret Team to get what they were getting at lol) I am probably way too anxious about doing a bad stereotype. Just an observation and also probably partially why I’ve even ended up with so much headcanon for them in the first place

And before I get into the thick of it, notes on derivations from canon: I’m running with the assumption that Suzumi being a system is a relatively recent development tied to whatever incident it was that caused the falling-out, since Tsubakura is like the only person who seems at all familiar with Hamal (including Mitori/Chouki/Fumikado, but they’re more easily explained away as just having met with one of the other alters the few times they’ve interacted) even though she’s supposedly usually the one fronting. They don’t seem to know the mechanics of it though, judging by their confusion when Arde implied that she and Hamal are different people. So basically, I’ll be referring to pre-incident Suzumi as a different character from any of the other three. (Ngl I am very influenced by Dissociation Constant on that and just in general [when will my wife The One and Only Suzutsuba Fic return from the war…..]) I was also debating whether to have Suzumi have any history with the gang before starting to work at the lab/whether stuff would happen around high school or college age, cause they keep referring to everything happening “a long time ago” and I know I, a 24-year-old, feel like stuff that happened five years ago was like yesterday, but I do have the pandemic and not really doing much of anything for most of that time to reckon with so like, eh. College age makes more sense in my head and so does the dynamic of like, Suzumi was only introduced into the friend group (she was acquainted w Hoojiro and Yabu already though bc lab) because she was dating Tsubakura and since that ended, and badly (understatement of the century), they have extremely little reason to be civil with each other and also interacting at all is really awkward.

Ok now on with it! Either end of high school or beginning of college, Suzumi ends up interning at Tsubakura’s lab for college credit (Tsuba’s already practically a department head despite being like 17 or something because. Idk. Who even knows what’s up with them) and she’s like. Only wears t-shirts and jeans (bought a bunch of khakis for this job though), [reading] glasses from the men’s section, hates leaving her hair down (it’s lab safety anyways). Repressed queer in denial, you know the type. Starts interacting a lot with Mx. Tsubakura “wears short shorts that everybody thinks are actually a skirt and also uses ore and omae almost exclusively” Enraku who seems to have everything all figured out and is immediately starstruck (GIRL WHY?? they are such a mess). Lots of “do I want to date them or do I want to be them” confusion (this will be relevant later); eventually evolves into the “am I trans or just a lesbian” question (not that they would need to be attracted to women to be into Tsubakura but you get the picture), which never quite gets answered.

In any case, they do eventually start dating (Tsubakura thinks she’s cute and smart so they reciprocate), and they’re not like super great together cause Tsubakura is emotionally constipated at the best of times (Suzumi’s into that though) and neither of them are the most mentally/emotionally healthy people even back then and also Tsubakura is more or less Suzumi’s boss which is weird, but they’re kind of ok??? Tsubakura’s mom dies at some point, also they move in together (college housing is expensive), the rest of the crew at the very least tolerate Suzumi, etcetera.

And then…! [insert catastrophic event here]!! I don’t have a shot to call on this yet cause I have no idea what it could’ve been (and I’m sure it’ll get revealed at some point anyways); I’m just banking on it being something extremely not mundane and something where you could reasonably set the blame on either (or neither) party cause they sure both seem convinced the other is way worse, huh! In Tsubakura’s case at least, blaming Suzumi is partially a defense mechanism so their self-loathing doesn’t get the better of them over it (guess what the fic was supposed to be about, lol).

The worst part of all this business though is that they DON’T break up over it immediately and it just makes everything orders of magnitude worse for everyone involved. Tsubakura and Arde have hate sex MORE THAN ONCE………… they would both really rather forget about it. Hamal thinks it’s hilarious, ofc, but the less said about her, the better. And Benet… exists??? The only idea that I’m running off of for them atm is the observation that I think they’re the only character with flat black eyes other than Tsubakura/Tsurubami and the subsequent idle thought, “hey if someone malded so hard about a breakup that they ended up with an introject of their ex would that be messed up or what?” So make of that what you will. (Oh and it may have been obvious that this is what I was going for but Hamal is femme and Arde is butch and they’re constantly squabbling abt aesthetic presentation. Having Arde be straight-up male would’ve been too straightforward of an interpretation and I think it’s funnier this way)

The canonically mentioned murder attempts start taking place and I’m leaning towards Tsubakura eventually being convinced to move out even though it was originally their apartment, albeit mostly just because the wikipedia page for house sparrows mentions that they’re known to take over swallows’ nests, usually after they’ve been abandoned, but they will sometimes drive away or kill the current occupants, and that was a very fun fact to come across when specifically doing research for Len’en but idk how else to incorporate it lol. And so on and so forth up until the present time.

Uhhh is that all I have atm? I think so! Anyway, I think I finally shook out all my suzutsuba doodles (and rambling, though I do still have that fic to work on. idk whether I’ll be able to finish it though; I started strong with an extended metaphor in the middle but Iiiii’m not sure if I can successfully write my way up to it while making it make sense. Also I may draw pretty slow but I write even slower!! Eh I’m sure I’ll post some of it sometime) for the time being so I should theoretically be able to finish up my bigger projects now. Maybe I’ll have the valentines ready in time for white day? We’ll see!