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[imrllytootiredforthis]

thinking about how there isn't enough on virgin!minho

like things get a little handsy and then you learn how sensitive he is... idk i just love subby whiny min but i haven't seen any inexperienced/virgin minho around :/

Made of Glass

pairing: lee minho x reader

warnings: dom afab reader (no pronouns are mentioned, reader does have a hole but i don't think anything else - besides minho referring to the reader as a goddess once), sub virgin minho, lots of build-up, little bit of a handjob, grinding on his bare dick, penetrative sex ( r receiving, haven't written it in a long time so don't get mad if it's shit😻), fluffy build up (they're in love your honour), he says he hates you a lot (but he doesn't mean it cause we love subby tsundere boys)

word count: erm...about 4.6k

-- MINORS BEGONE --

Minho wasn't ashamed of the fact that he was a virgin.

Untouched and "pure", undirtied by the hands of another some might even say. Specifically you, teasing him with light kisses and gentle touches.

And sure, he'd gotten to 2nd base in a high school relationship and older drunken mishaps but never anything more. Never as so far as to...feel certain things from another person.

Or from himself for that matter.

But no, wasn't ashamed that he was a virgin but he was maybe, perhaps, just a little bit embarrassed.

And he had absolutely zero idea how to breach the topic with you much less approach it.

You, who knew he was a virgin. Always so patient and careful with him.

Obviously, it should be expected that in the heat of the moment you stop when he freezes up or slows when he tenses up. But none of his previous partners had ever treated him so nicely, without getting angry or miffed off after at the very least.

They hadn't kissed his cheeks gently with a smile and conceded into a cuddle after it happened several times. They hadn't wrapped him up in their arms and turned on a movie, or delicately asked to talk about it after the fact.

You did though.

With no questions and no pressuring and no guilt-tripping. No anger.

He loved it. He loved you...as long as that had taken for him to come to terms with, with you and with himself.

He loved you.

And he was ready.

To...to, yeah.

And what better way than to just come out and say it? But that's embarrassing.

"I think I wanna...you know."

"Darling, sorry, can you speak up?" You looked up at him, yawning and setting your phone down on the coffee table.

He flushed and turned away, "um..." and he could feel every ounce of confidence in his body drain out of him like that.

Under your eyes, like this, you so attentive to listen to him. So nice, giving him your whole attention like he was the only thing that mattered.

You patted the couch next to you and he had no choice to sit down, falling into your arms like he was the missing piece to your puzzle.

He was quick to nuzzle his face into your throat, hiding against you. You just made him so nervous. Why did you make him so nervous still? After dating for this long, you shouldn't make him feel this way still.

Fluttery and gooey and nervous.

He'd say he hated it. The way you made his heart flutter...as sappy and love-drunk as that sounded.

He'd say he hated it when your hand cupped his cheek, turning him back to you. But he didn't hate it. Not one bit.

"I love you."

A grin split across your face, lighting up in that way you always did when he said those three words. No matter how many times he's said it, it would still drive you crazy like it was the first.

You giggled and kissed the tip of his nose gently. "Say it again for me darling? Just one more time, please?"

Now you were teasing him. But you couldn't help it. You loved teasing him so much. Loved fluttering kisses over his face and hearing him say those words again and again and again.

You didn't think you could ever get sick of it.

"Fuck you," He groaned but his tone with filled with anything but malice, making you laugh; letting him bury his head into your neck. "Fuck you for being so..."

"So what?" You challenged. "Hmm?"

His voice was muffled against your skin, barely legible, "So...insufferable." But he must like suffering then. "And intolerable." And he must have built up some tolerability, maybe because he was around you so much, indulging in you far too often.

You pulled his body against yours, leaning back to slot his body onto yours.

He was too eager to follow your lead.

To let himself be maneuvered so his hips were pressed against yours and your chest was aligned with his, so softly you moved him, so carefully you treated him.

He could feel your heart beating in time with his, fluttering and quick. He loved the feeling like he loved everything about you.

Fuck you for making him feel like this.

For the butterflies in his stomach. And the flush on his cheeks. And the hard-on between you and him, wishing desperately you wouldn't notice.

But of course you would.

You pulled his face from your neck, hands holding either side of his face, keeping him in place - like he'd want to be anywhere else.

"So I'm insufferable and you're...what?" Your lips pouted and he felt the overwhelming need to kiss them. To kiss you. Hard and fast and the way he needed.

He pretended to think but was only sidetracked by the feeling of your thumbs brushing over his cheekbones, tracing his lips and following down to his jawline.

"Mmm, I'm...handsome. And, uh," he let out an embarrassing breathy sigh when you lean in, kissing the corner of his mouth so softly he wouldn't be sure it was there if he hadn't watched you.

"And...?" You prompted, smiling coyly. You knew the effect you had on him.

You peppered kisses over his face, following where you'd touched him with your fingers seconds before. You nipped at his cheek and pulled away before he could properly reply.

"...pretty?" Though the words came out more as a question than anything else. "I mean-"

A giggle escaped your lips, "Hell yeah you are," you brush your nose against his, looking at him in a way so scarily intimate he has to look away first.

"Pretty..." you mutter, sighing. "Y'know, I think I can accept being insufferable and intolerable if you can accept being pretty," you whisper, guiding him back to you with a delicate kiss, finally to his lips. "And handsome," you murmur, smiling against him as he deepens the kiss, hands grasping at the fabric of your shirt.

You pull away with a small teasing smirk, "And beautiful, and gorgeous, and stunnin-mmph!"

His hands fist the fabric, pulling you in before you can continue with your stupid rant. Before you can focus on the way his heart pounds when you add on another praise.

You hum and recede into the motion, allowing him to push his tongue into your mouth, sloppyily, in the way oddly reminiscent of the way horny teenagers kiss.

In a matter of seconds he's turned the kiss from sweet to something not-so-sweet.

Exactly what he wanted, and maybe he wouldn't even need to suffer through the awkwardness of asking.

Everything he put in was returned by you in the tenfold, one hand moving from his cheek to the nape of his neck, the effects making you laugh against his lips. His form shivering into yours, full-bodied and obvious.

"Sensitive?" You pulled away, with a breath, mouth curling up. "It's okay, it's cute-mmph!"

He crashed his lips against yours again, effectively cutting off your words and your thoughts. Even if you continued to play with the nape of his neck, fingers teasing over the spot. The feeling only made him more and more desperate.

But if he was needy, you were nothing but eager to reply, deepening the kiss like you were trying to consume him whole.

"Darling," you mutter, too soft. "Minnie," you groan, holding him to you gently.

But you were too soft, too gentle.

He wanted more, he wanted you.

Unrestrained, doing what you wanted for once, using him like you wanted. Because he wanted it.

Wanted to not be treated like he was a piece of glass, in danger of breaking every moment. He loved how carefully you treated him but now he wanted to be treated rough, he needed to be treated rough.

But he didn't want to say it.

Slowly, he pressed his hips against yours, shuddering at the fizzle of friction sending sparks through his nerves.

"Minho," you sighed, nails scratching against his scalp making him whine. "Darling," with a particularly harsh nip to his lips, almost hard enough to break the skin - that was what he wanted.

A whimper built up in his throat only to be swallowed down. He wasn't that desperate yet. Even if every one of his movements seemed to argue otherwise, finding a clumsy rhythm in grinding against you, replicating and intensifying those sparks.

Building them up to what he hoped was more.

Even if the motions were clumsy and new. Curious but wanting all the same, the way he moved was raw, exploring and ruining. It made his head spin and everything else go foggy.

You dragged your mouth away from his, tugging his head up by his hair to lick your way down his neck.

A lick and an open-mouthed kiss, making him shudder and shake, heat emanating from the areas you touched and the places you pressed together.

Separated by stupid clothes but not enough to stop him.

He must look pathetic the way he thrusts against you, each discordant grind getting more desperate, more sloppy with the skim of your mouth. With the drag of your tongue down his jaw and pulse-point, heart thrumming beneath your lips. With every shockwave of euphoria that tingles down his spine, with every moan and whisper of his name that leaves your lips.

"Minho," "Minnie," "Baby," "Darling,"

His head is too fuzzy to worry about anything else. To think about the needy noises that leave him, he's sure he sounds lewd, and dirty.

From just dry-humping against you.

But it's not enough. He wants you rough and hard and on top of him. Showing him what to do, telling him what to do. To make him feel good, to make you feel good.

He falters imperceptibly. Should he...?

No, he doesn't want to. He can't. Because how is he supposed to ask you to-

He's caught up in his head but his body works on autopilot, reacting to the sensations that are bringing him closer and closer to cumming in his boxers.

Caught up in his thoughts but not so much so that he forgets about you,

and he certainly doesn't miss anything you say, like the words "Such a fucking good boy," nearly growled into his throat, voice husky and ragged as your teeth scrape down his skin.

Good boy?

He freezes. Heat pools deep inside of him, warm and making him painfully, painfully hard. The words push him nearly to the edge, and he can feel himself on the precipice of-

And then he's being shoved back, hard.

Harder than you meant to, but necessary for what you were about to do.

You pant, as does he, both of you flushed and trying to catch the breath stolen from your lungs.

No, no, not when he was finally getting somewhere, not when finally, finally he was getting what he wanted. Not when you were actually unrestrained and-

"I'm sorry."

His gaze snapped to yours.

"What?"

Your lips were red and parted, he was sure his weren't in much better shape. All he wanted to do was kiss them again, and again, and again.

He wants to hear you call him a good boy again.

"I-I'm sorry," you ran your hand through your hair. "I should've...I shouldn't have done that, I'm so sorry Minho." This time you were the one looking away.

"The fuck do you mean?" He snaps. It came out a little harsher than intended, he admits. But really, he was sitting here, horny and pent-up and just wanting to get fucked, and here you were, pushing him away and apologizing?

You blink, slowly, surprised.

And here he is, fuming.

Why won't you just fuck him?

"I'm sorry-" would you just stop saying that? His glare shuts you up. "Um," You only looked confused now, a furrow between your brow.

His tongue darts out to wet his lips. You watch it.

He wishes you'd just make the first move.

Because now he was going to have to say it. Out loud. To you. Not just mumble some nonsense and hope that you'd pick it up.

"I want you." He said simply, inching closer to you.

You nodded but made no move to continue anything. "Okay..." then a sigh. "I'm going to need you to elaborate just a little, Minho."

The flush across his cheeks spreads, down his neck and over his collarbone. Why did you have to look at him like that? Like he was made of glass or something? Like you cared about him so much it made him melt.

Fuck, he loved you.

"Look at me baby." You gently cup his face, turning him to meet your eyes. "You can tell me."

You definitely knew.

He could see it in your eyes, the worry giving way to a teasing look. Now you just wanted to humiliate him huh?

He hated you.

"Shut up."

You smiled, pulling him into your chest again, laying between your legs. Just like you were before. "Well that's not what good boys say, now is it?"

He pulled his face away, burying it into your shoulder to hide from your eyes. "I don't like you." His voice came out muffled into your shirt.

You only scoff out a laugh. "We both know that's not true darling. You love me." Voice dropping to a whisper, you lean into his ear. "Do I make you nervous baby?"

Someone just kill him now.

Put an end to his misery.

"N-no;" his voice still muffled in the fabric of his your shirt. "you're just-"

"Just what?" You challenge, fingers teasing into his hair, the way you know he likes it. "You're a big boy, you can use your words, can't you?"

He shudders and swears he can hear your smirk. "I...- fuck you."

You tug on his hair, making him face you. You swear he has a eye-contact problem. Or maybe he just gets too nervous looking you in the eye.

Either way, he's too adorable not to coo at.

"I was imagining this the either way around, but whatever rocks your boat~" you purr. "All you have to do is tell me what you want."

His hips jolt against yours, heat filling his body. As soon as he does though, your free hand stills his hips, fingertips teasing under the hem of his shirt while you look at him expectantly.

He wants to hide again, but you hold him in place. Pinning him against you, not letting him look away, not letting him move.

He wants you so bad.

"Touch me..." He mutters, and your hand slides just a bit higher on his abdomen, your thighs squeezing just a bit tighter around his hips.

It's over for him. He knows as soon as your lips turn up just a bit more into a coy smile. "Where?"

When he doesn't reply soon enough you skim your hand up and over his ribcage. Breathing growing heavy as your other leaves his hair, trailing down his neck and over his shoulder, slipping just beneath the collar of his shirt.

"Here?"

Such a simple touch makes him feel hot.

"Or here?"

Slowly, your hand under his shirt makes its path towards his chest.

He gasps lightly when your fingers tweak over his nipple, delighting in the way he quivers, rutting against you. You click your tongue at him. "You know, I really can't do anything to you until you tell me what you really want." Lips ghost over his ear, nipping lightly at the shell. "Too bad, really. I could take such good care of a cute little virgin like you~"

His voice cracks under the weight of your touch; trying to clear his throat while biting back a moan. "I'm not cute-"

You cut him off with a kiss, tentatively, like you hadn't stolen his breath with a kiss only minutes ago. Like you're afraid to break him.

But he wants you to break him.

The kiss is too short for his taste but it effectively cuts off his thought process, making him nearly dumb against you. Not dumb enough to not catch the smile against his skin, "I'm not cute." But he sounds so cute. It only makes the smile widen, turning your attention to trail kisses down his neck, murmuring between each press of your lips.

"Yes you are." Kiss.

And for some reason, he can't argue.

"Remember?" Kiss.

"I'm...what was it?" Smile, kiss, lick.

"Intolerable?" A pause, but only for a second, taking the moment to drag your tongue across his throat.

"And you're cute," Stopping to suck on the spot where his pulse thrums, feeling his heart beat under your lips.

"And pretty..." Kissing, once again, over the pretty mark you've left on his pale skin.

"And beautiful...and stunning...and..." you pull away, looking to see his eyes hooded and pupils blown. "...not getting anything more until you can tell me what exactly you want here."

You pinch his nipple one more time before pulling away, leaving him cold, whining, grinding desperately between your legs.

He's hard enough, you wonder if he would've cum in his pants if you hadn't stopped.

"I..." he starts and you wait patiently for him to continue. If you've learned anything about Minho, it's that he's nothing if not embarrassed to voice his wants. Especially the ones like this.

You remember how he blushed and couldn't stop wringing his hands when you worked him up to ask to kiss you for the first time.

The way he couldn't look you in the eye, focusing anywhere else.

But he knows by now, you're nothing if not a tease, willing to play the long game to get him to tell you what he wants.

Fuck you.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

He's so hard though, it hurts. And his skin nearly burns with the need to be touched, to feel you on him again. And all he wants to do is let you have your way with him.

Something that won't happen until he tells you.

"Please," he whines. Though he knows it's not enough. He just wants you. "Please?" On him, touching him, teasing him, kissing him, consuming him. "I need it." pressing a sloppy kiss to your collarbones. "Just fuck me, I want you so, so bad." He pants, hands tugging at the hem of your shirt. "Wanted you so bad, for forever now."

God, you can't wait to fuck him.

A grin blooms across your face, one that he can barely process. "Thought you'd never ask baby."

Not before you're pushing him onto his back, onto the soft cushions of the couch, switching your positions before crawling on top of him.

"M' gonna make you see stars baby." You purr, and he can do nothing else but nod dumbly, looking up at you with wide eyes like you're something of a goddess on top of him.

And you will make him see stars. Not yet anyway.

His vision goes hazy though as your hands quickly move to pull his shirt over his head, leaning down to kiss him again.

Deep and hard, filled with promises and care.

You lace your fingers with his against the couch cushions as you kiss down his jaw and down his neck and his chest and-

He gasps when you lick over his nipple, wrapping your lips around one to suck on it lightly.

Your tongue swirls around it, free hand tweaking at the other, making sure not to ignore it.

His cock is so hard, he can feel it throbbing in his sweats. He's sure he's already leaked through his underwear.

He swears he could cum from this alone.

"Don't!" He gasps and you pull away quickly, concern etched across your brow before you see his face clouded with pleasure, mouth hung open to let out breathy moans. "Please don't." He squeezes your hand in his. "I'll cum if you keep doing that."

You melt, filled with the overwhelming need to make him cum by just playing with his nipples. How cute he'd look from having his tits played with.

"So sensitive, aren't you?" You coo.

Maybe another day though. Right now, you'll give him what he wants. What he's wanted for 'forever'.

"Shut up," he scowls though it's quickly wiped away when you pinch his nipple one more time, making him gasp.

Finally, you glance down at his sweats, tenting with his boner. "Well someone's excited for me." Seeing you stare at his crotch makes him excited. His already hard cock twitching in his pants. "You're so sensitive for me, aren't you, Min?"

He hates you so much, covering his face with the back of his arm. The fact that you're only telling the truth makes him want to hide his face into your chest again.

But you're too far away, and too focused on watching his boner through his pants, fascinated by how hard you've made him with so little.

"Please," he whispers, but the way you watch him, eyes full of hunger makes him throb even more.

Somehow, he gets a kick out of you just watching him, softly moaning at his eagerness, as he lets out a hushed whisper, "Please. Please y/n, don't tease me like this. I'm already horny." His legs spread open shamelessly.

"Awe, why? Can you not handle it?" You look up at him, at his blushing face and his needy eyes. You wanna kiss him so bad.

And so you do, getting close to his lips, your warm breath tickling him. Your hand runs over his clothed cock, teasing your nails gently over the head of his dick. His eyes widen as you begin to touch him over the fabric.

But your lips quickly silence him as you kiss him again. He moans into it, the feeling of your hand on his cock, stroking him lightly and your lips on his.

Your tongue pushes through his lips as you stroke him a few more times, squeezing him lightly in a way that has his back arching off the bed, pushing into your hand even more.

Panting, you pull back a little. "Such a good boy for me, Minnie." Before you're pinning his hips to the couch and looking at him one more time for conformation.

Then you pull his sweats and boxers down in one swift movement.

And then he does see stars as you slide yourself over his hips, grinding against his bare cock.

He thinks he tells you he loves you, that he worships you, that he adores you more than anyone on this planet. He thinks his hand squeezes yours so hard that you bring it to your lips, kissing his hand and telling him to relax. He thinks you grind against him slow and gingerly, watching to see his reactions.

Like he'd ever tell you to stop.

He'd rather die.

Shoot him in the head if he ever tell you to stop, because it sure as hell isn't him.

Again, he thinks. But he isn't sure. He isn't sure of anything really right now.

His head is a mess of sensations and feelings, whines pouring from his mouth until you kiss him again and again and again.

Whispering that he's a good boy.

He's going to cum, he's going to cum.

Stars explode behind his eyes as they roll back and he isn't even inside of you yet.

And then you stop.

And he thinks tears might be rolling down his cheeks. He needs you, he needs you so fucking bad.

"Please, please, please." He pants, trying to roll his hips up against you, failing to find any contact as you sit back on your haunches, just out of his reach. "Need you," he gasps. "Need you so bad!"

You push sweaty hair out of his face, kissing the back of his hand one more time before you pull away entirely. He whimpers and you coo. "Be patient baby, just need to do something."

He watches blearily as you pull off your shorts and tries to calm his racing heart and heavy breaths as you roll a condom over his length.

"One more minute baby," you hush as you kiss him. "Are you ready?"

He nods desperately, of course he is. He's waiting for this for so long. He's wanted you for so long. He's going to go insane if you don't-

He gasps.

You groan as you slide down his length, slowly burying him inside of you until he bottoms out.

If he though grinding was intense, this was like nothing he could've ever imagined. His mouth gapes open, an endless stream of whiney moans and needy whimpers flooding into the room, feeding into you as you lift up and sink onto his again, groans of your own mixing with his.

He can't think anymore - he doesn't want to. He only wants to fall into the feeling of your walls squeezing around his dick, warm and wet as you ride him and the feeling of your hand once again finding his.

Whispering into his ear that you love him so much as you turn his head into mush

"I…I can-" Minho tries his best to talk, to tell you how good he feels. He really does, but whenever the thought comes to mind, it just gets cut off with the liquid heat coursing through his veins.

By the intense feeling of everything that is you.

He's an idiot for not asking you to fuck him sooner.

"Yeah, baby?" You chuckle breathlessly when he fails to complete his sentence. "You feel yourself inside?" You bring your interlaced fingers to your lower abdomen, "You feel it?"

All he can do is respond with a loud sob as he nods his head to your question, hips bucking up into you, desperate to chase the high quickly approaching ever since you've touched him.

He's not going to last much longer.

"You fit so well inside me," you murmur.

He's going to cum. Of this, he's sure.

"Please!' He hiccups, but he's not sure what he's pleading for. "P-please!" For more? For less? For something - anything to stave off the inevitable, he doesn't want this to end. He doesn't want it to ever end.

You kiss his forehead, his cheeks, his jaw. You flutter kisses over his face, so softly compared to how you're fucking him into the couch so roughly.

"I love you, Minho."

"I love you so much!" He pants and squeezes your hand, his other grabbing onto the nape of your neck as he shoves your lips against his.

He's fucking beautiful, you think. Cute and pretty and beautiful, under you, falling apart.

It's the most gorgeous sight you've ever seen, and he's whining your own name against you lips, pleading between sloppy kisses for you to let him cum, to let him cum for you. 

You show your approval with a collision of lips and teeth and tongue as he tips over the edge and you follow suit. He sobs as he cums, shivering violently as waves of pleasure roll over his body, his back lifting into an arch, pushing himself deep into you with a followed whine.

Each moan and whine are muffled by your tongue pushing into his mouth but his hips still grind as he pushes himself into overstimulation, whining until you have mind enough to still his hips.

For a moment, the two of you are silent, chests heaving, both catching your breath as you pull away, looking at him.

"Minho?" His eyes are shut and his cheeks are painted red. "You okay baby?"

He murmurs something you don't catch, but you don't tease as you push the hair out of his face, sweat-soaked and tired, kissing his forehead once.

You make a move to get up off of him but he only wraps his arms around you, holding you in place. "Don't leave," he whispers, looking up at you with tired eyes. "Just stay, please. For a little bit?"

His sleepy eyes make your heart skip a beat. "Who are you and where's my Minho?" You tease softly, but give in nonetheless.

"Fuck you." But his tone is with filled with anything but malice, as he nuzzles into you like a happy cat.

"I just did." You giggle.

"I love you so much." He mutters, kissing your shoulder. "I love you so fucking much."

"And I love you too."

a/n: I did it ^-^, who's proud of me!! also haven't written reader being penetrated in a looooong time, so if it's shit, oh well :p

pls leave feedback, i need motivation to finish my other teaser fics😭

[thepastdied]

Can Eddie break in and seduce me pls???? 🥵

God I'd love it so much.

(I know you're referring to Do You Feel It but...)

Just imagine him breaking in when you're in the middle of doing something in the kitchen, and he just throws a pillowcase over your head, bends you over the kitchen table, and fucks you until you're full of his cum. And then he just leaves.

He's your pervert best friend who has made several nasty comments to you. And you are pretty sure it was him which is why you just let it happen. So you started casually letting him know whenever you're home alone, and he thinks he's being slick about it, but he keeps doing it. You pretend not to know it's him and will struggle and try to get away from him. But then one time he decides to eat you out, and you moan his name so loud that he freezes in fear but you grab him by his hair and shove his face back into you and take the pillowcase off so he can watch you as you cum. He finds it so hot that he cums in his jeans.

sorry, I got carried away

[calebsamor]

whats ur nationality?

american/spanish (tho i could only speak a few words and cant spell em😞)

[belobogindustries]

Prev anon here, if it isn't too much of a hassle a post about your gif settings would great! I used to make gifs years ago and every time I felt like making a set these days I just don't know what I'm doing anymore XD. Like, I forgot everything about how I used to make gifs in photoshop.

hello again!! I tried making it as comprehensible as i could for you and also to the people who wants to start making gifs :D

you can simply scroll to the ps settings if thats all you need ^^

Vapoursynth (If you don't have it, it's totally okay to just use ps because this is really just a matter of preference bcs i feel like resizing in photoshop worsens the quality)

simply drag the video(preferably 1080p or above) you want to use to the vapourscript!

3. this thing shows up, just write the timestamp and the duration (ex.if the clip you want starts at 1:24 and ends at 1:27 then the encoding duration would be 4 seconds)

4. after that, you'll be taken to the resizer and you can adjust the size of the gif here and sharpening here too. i like to add a bit of finesharp because i also feel like the processing lowers the quality a little

5. copy the text at the top right and paste it onto the vs editor

6. (forgot to take a pic but you can choose which frames you want to process by clicking script and then preview at the top) 7. click script and then encode, change preset to Export to MOV and header to Y4M and then click start

8. after that's done you can close it, and move onto photoshop! 9. once you've opened photoshop, click on file on the top left, click import and the video frames to layers 10. look for the output folder and there you can see the encoded file

11. Delete the frames you don't want and then we can start on the sharpening! 12. click on the 4 lines at the frame window and then select all frames

13. go to select at the top and then select all layers

14. click on filter and then convert for smart filters

15. and now for the sharpening! click on filter, sharpen and then smart sharpen! (here are the settings<3)

(ps. the unsharp mask is simply there because i want to test it out) 17. once you're finished with the sharpening, you can now flatten it into layers

18. delete the first layer 19. click on convert to frame animation

20. finally make frames from layers (you can find it above flatten into layers) 21. set the frame delay to 0.02 (for 60fps) or 0.04 (for 30fps)

22. colouring depends on your preference, my psd can be downloaded on the source link ^^ 23. go to file, export and save for web

(my export settings) and save! miyabi gifs w/o sharpen & colour

w/ sharpen

w/ sharpen & colour

[oldschool-lolita-archive]

hi! sorry if this is a weird ask, but do you know of any worn pictures/snaps of either of these jackets? I saw one on your blog of the second jacket worn by Nobara, but wondering if there are any else out there. thanks! https://lolibrary.org/items/meta-velveteen-jacket-2000 https://lolibrary.org/items/meta-velveteen-trumpet-sleeve-jacket

Not a weird ask at all! And ty for reminding me to check my inbox. I’ll tag you when I post them🖤

Edit: i’m stupid this is anonymous so I can’t @ you but I promise it will be soon so keep checking back!

(Did you also happen to see these on closetchild recently?)

[aprilblossomgirl]

i know we're all a bit discouraged by the 'we are' news, but maybe it will still be available on youtube for international audiences. i have to admit the thing that does worry me a bit is them saying it will "only" be available on iqiyi

when they were posting about 23.5 degrees being on netflix they never said anything about it being youtube despite the show actually being aired on youtube. so this could be a situation like this one since gmmtv, as a thai channel, is obviously mainly posting info for thai audiences. also, 'between us', which is a new project and related to wabi sabi just like 'we are', also used to air its cut version on youtube.

they would be stupid not to air it on youtube at all even if it's just a cut version. also, iqiyi thailand is the only iqiyi twitter page that has posted anything about 'we are' airing so far so there might still be hope 👀

Anon, thank you for your optimism. Sorry it took me a while to answer because I need to check something first, since I think that the case of We Are is a bit 'context sensitive'.

So, first, personally I admit that the information from GMMTV was not clear enough for international fans (me included) to interpret. The 'uproar' among fans, now that I see it, was mostly due to the accumulation of our disappointment towards the company's way in handling the show's promotion. To list: (1) the change from Sunday slot to Wednesday, due to the refilming and thus extended schedule, (2) lack of promotion, in this case it's the usual press tour on the premiere day -- that's suppose to happen this Wednesday (3 April), but GMMTV decided to assign PondPhuwin and WinnySatang (the main casts of We Are) to promote/do press tour for the LOL Fan Fest instead on the day (in addition, the artists distribution through the three days LOL press tour was deemed unfair with 6 pairs all doing the promo on the 3rd of April including PPw-WS; but this is another thing to talk), so that (3) when the announcement about the change of viewing platforms dropped today, which implied that the show might not be available on YouTube, things blew up.

I checked some posters of older series to see how they usually informed about the viewing platforms; all I can say is these posters were made mainly for Thai audience first. So, the information published usually is what was applied there which is not always the case for the international audience. For examples, The Eclipse (and many other shows)'s poster listed GMM25 Channel and VIU, and didn't list GMMTV YouTube; this means, in Thailand, the show was broadcasted in the GMM25 Channel at 20.30 while the uncut version can be viewed on Viu later at 22.30 (the usual time for Viu broadcast). However, international fans could watch the episode on the GMMTV YouTube channel at around 20.30 (almost at the same time it was broadcasted on the tv) -- that this information was not included in the poster since the YouTube broadcast was geoblocked in Thailand. I couldn't remember, but I'm sure, somehow, this information (about the show being available on the YouTube Channel) was clearly relayed to the international fans.

Now, 23.5 being on Netflix was already clear from the first announcement about the viewing platforms. The poster only includes the GMM25 Channel at 20.30 and Netflix at 21.30 as the YouTube broadcast was geoblocked in Thailand, along with other countries in SEA and Latin America. However, the information that YouTube viewing would still be available for audience outside SEA and Latin America was clearly published by GMMTV.

Back to We Are, I think this is the first time GMMTV put their show on iQIYI (please correct me if I'm wrong), so I'm not sure how it would work this time (I can't remember much about Wabi Sabi's Between Us). I'm pretty sure the YouTube broadcast would be geoblocked in Thailand since they would make it available on iQIYI, but I can't be sure about international broadcast. What actually confused (or maybe even disheartened) us, fans, was the sudden change of information, in which the pervious show's poster clearly mentioned that the show will be broadcasted on both GMM25 Channel and GMMTV YouTube Channel at 20.30, but now (only three days before its premiere) it's no longer the case. It's still a question whether the YouTube broadcast will still be available for international fans, and if so, will it be the uncut or cut version (some fans on twitter also have already mentioned the possibilities). So, unless GMMTV formally announced it, just like what they did with 23.5, I guess we all need to wait until Wednesday to know.

I'm sorry this gets extremely too long, but suddenly I feel like to untangle this.

ps: I didn't re-read this; I hope this post won't confuse you :')

[lxnceclercs]

when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers (or not)

OMG I LOVE THIS QUESTIONNNN

definitely american teenager by ethel cain, i don’t know WHAT is in that song but i love it

my kink is karma by chappell roan, it’s just my favorite song by her at the moment (i got to hear it live and it was BEAUTIFUL)

reckless driving by lizzy mcalpine!!

all too well (10 minute version) by taylor swift is also something i’ve been listening to a lot lately (may or may not be a fic based off this song coming soon🫣)

and then sun bleached flies by ethel cain!!

[sometimesanalice]

i’m gonna need more hangman rooster and reader please omg

favorite throuple

Hahaha!!

I’m so HONORED that the Up the Ante troublemaking trio earned the title of your favorite throuple!

They were a lot of fun to write, so I’m definitely open to exploring more of their dynamic (😉) in the future!

I’m always open to hearing thots!

[djarins-riduur]

omfg ur banner and aesthetic here has bewitched me, so pretty❣️❣️

my banner?? yours is far more iconic darling. 🖤

[lcs-scar]

Happy anniversary to the pilot! (03.03.2002) Didn't do anything in time, so have this doodle i did for the icon of a discord server i'm in

[bradshawburner]

Hi I’m new at tumblr and I was reading some of your fics about Bradley Bradshaw, which are amazing btw!! And I was just wondering what happened with your other account sometimesanalice? If you don’t want to answer that’s fine I was just curious!

Hello!

Thank you for dropping by with a nice compliment! I'm happy that you were enjoying them!

It looks like I blocked you from my main account, probably because at the moment you have an empty blog. It's great that you have your age in your bio, that's a really good first step as a newer tumblr user! But even with that, sometimes it's hard to tell if the account is a spam or bot blog, especially if it's empty. I would definitely encourage you to start finding things to reblog, just so people know there's a real person behind it!

Pictures of places or nature, things you find funny, gifs from a tv show- really anything will do! (it doesn't have to be fanfic, but as creators we definitely do appreciate that kind of interaction and support! it encourages us to keep writing and sharing things!) Which is the best part of this site, there's no rhyme or reason or algorithm or aesthetics that you need to worry about, simply if you like it then repost it! It's your own little library of things you enjoy!

I appreciate you reaching out! And I've gone ahead and unblocked you so that you can keep on reading if you'd like! 🤍

[imrllytootiredforthis]

sub guy straddling you, nervous bc it's his first time on top and he wants to make you feel good. also him getting super needy and pathetic so he can't help but grind against you, all thoughts slipping out of his head

need this carnally, i don't know if you guys even understand.

a small shaky "w-what?" escaping his lips as you lay back, telling him to get on top.

he's not too sure what to do, not too sure how to...make himself feel good - and more importantly - you feel good.

but you look at him with those gentle, comforting eyes hands soothing over his bare hips as you lead him to straddle you. it's adorably cute the way his breath hitches when you press him onto you, grinding him back and forth against you.

cute little noises escape his lips. small gasps and quiet moans as his head falls back, hands nervously finding placement on your thighs as he leans back.

you nearly get carried away, doing all the work for him while he's on top, his toes curling as you thrust up against him in time that you pull and push his body over you.

you nearly.

but you want him to do the work.

so you let go, watching his head snap up, the nervousness creeping over his face in a scarlet blush once more.

"c'mon baby, you can do it yourself"

he has little to no coordination as he changes positions, bracing his hands against you chest, thighs flexing under his weight as he clumsily drags himself over you-

"oh~"

it feels better than expected - even as inexperienced as he is, as clumsy as he moves, feeling nearly weightless as you chuckle beneath him, watching him slut himself out on your cock.

watching him slowly gain confidence, going brainless as he drags himself back and forth and back and forth and back and f- "oh~ please," he pants. "feels so - good-!" he gasps.

even when seconds bleed into minutes, until he's not even sure how long he's been grinding against you like a depraved whore. all he knows is the delicious warmth that fills his body like an electrical current.

and all you know is the sweet, breathless noises that pour in an endless stream from his rosy lips that you wanna bite and kiss and lick until they're red and raw and bleeding - if you're feeling mean~

even when his legs cramp and his thighs start twitching under the weight he's a brainless slut at the end of the night and you'll never let him forget that, leaning up to latch your lips around one nipple.

mumbling "slut" as you suck.

a gasp, a whine. a breathless plea. "cumming~"

[thepastdied]

You have this extreme feral sexual energy about your blog and I fucking loooove it. Im obsessed with your writing and I personally would die to read a bitchy reader with a super perv loser Eddie (basically that sleepover bsf Eddie from that one fic) hate fuck each other and ending it with a pathetic Eddie begging on his knees to date her; so head over heels, he can't loose his hard on everytime he sees her at school

🥹 Holy shid this is a super late response but- oh my god. This made me so giddy hehehe

Thank you soooo much!!!!

I'm gonna put this prompt in my drafts ;)) It's soooo hot and definitely my cup of tea.

[calebsamor]

Hi, are you ok? Have you ever read Devil's Night? If so, could you write to Will or Damon?

hi im goodddd <33 but i apologize that i have not read devil’s night (though i want to (i think? idk it seems interesting)) so i cant write something about those characters 😭

[belobogindustries]

!!!!! your gifs are so cleans and pretty and smooth :o! Do you have a how to on how you make gifs or mind sharing how?

THANK UUUU 🥹♥️♥️ I don't have a how to on my gif making process because i usually just change my settings depending on the quality of the video 😭

[mattsundaes]

dee… please elaborate on spitting in rin’s mouth while he’s jerking off 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

18+

>>: If you’re going to jerk off to porn in the middle of the night could you at least wear headphones Suna: sry Suna: ill cum faster if u wanna just come spit in my mouth Suna: lol jk

—

it’s been three days since rintarou sent you those texts, too high and tired and horny to temper a filter between his brain and his fingertips as they skirted across his phone screen.

you’d ignored him, naturally, and he’d come hard to the thought of you listening to him jerking off through the thin wall between your room and his.

(he’d woken up later to the sound of you making far more noise than was necessary out in the kitchen at some ungodly early hour, cum dried across his fist.)

nobody ever said suna rintarou was a good roommate.

it’s been three days, and rin feels just as dazed now as he did that night, but it’s for a wholly different reason.

“you know you’re kind of pathetic, right?”

whatever porn rin had been watching at full volume (no headphones, of course) sits forgotten on the dimmed screen of his laptop, the device pushed aside to make room for your thighs to straddle his lap.

rin blinks up at you, at the way you’re staring down at him expectantly, fingers buried in his dark hair, pulling just hard enough to keep his eyes on yours. (as if he could look anywhere else after experiencing the sight of you storming into his room wearing nothing but a tiny pair of sleep shorts and one of his goddamn shirts—)

“yeah,” he gives you a crooked smile, a lick of arousal flaring hot in his gut when you give his hair a rough tug in turn.

you roll your eyes, and he fights the urge to rock his hips upward. you’re sitting up on your knees, hovering over the erection that he’s been lazily palming through his boxers for the past half hour as you cage him in against the headboard.

“i have to be up at six for work,” you tell him, voice tinged with annoyance.

rin slowly pushes the heel of his palm into his shaft, shivering at the sensation.

“i can’t control when i get horny,” he shrugs, teeth dragging against his bottom lip as he feels more precum begin to soak into the growing wet spot on his boxers.

“i feel bad for whoever you’re sleeping with if you always take this long to come.”

rin tilts his chin even further, relishing in the way it tightens your grip on him, pain blooming on his scalp.

“it’s called edging,” he breathes out.

you level him with an unimpressed look. “well i want to go to sleep, so open your mouth.”

his cock twitches at the implication, and lips obediently fall open for you. and he swears he hears the word pathetic muttered under your breath again, but it’s all noise as blood rushes in his ears when you lean in, lips ghosting over his own.

rin’s not sure when he shoved his boxers down to let his flushed, leaking cock spring free, not sure when he wrapped his fingers around his throbbing shaft.

but he’s already groaning, hips thrusting as he fucks into his fist when your spit lands on his tongue.

“fuck,” he moans, mouth pressing into yours in a not-quite kiss as you card your fingers through his hair.

his dick feels like it’s on a hair trigger when he eagerly swallows your saliva, a desperate sound tumbling up his throat, hot pleasure flooding his veins. his balls ache. rin thinks he might die here, maybe.

that’d be okay.

and because you know he’s pathetic, you do it one more time, tilting his jaw as he feverishly strokes his dick.

when you spit in his mouth this time, rin comes with a shout, hips stuttering hard as he pumps rope after rope of hot, sticky cum from his cock, not at all sorry for the way half of it ends up splattered across your thighs.

(you leave him panting atop his sheets before he can get a word in. and he doesn’t bother trying to clean you up, not when he can imagine you splayed out in your own bed, touching yourself with slick, wet fingers coated in his cum.)