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minkieater · 18 days ago

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yknow what ,,, who in atz makes love vs fucks ,, i am tinking abt it

FUCK THIS IS HARD. controversial take on atz tbh i cant believe mingi is where he is i want him to be a freak so bad but i must separate mental mingi and real mingi

FUCKS: freak bitches

1. hongjoong

hj is a possessive demon freak you can see it in his eyes fr. there isn’t a day that will pass without you getting split in two, he’s not just a freak but he has stamina and he’d rather do literally anything else but sleep, so what better way to pass the time when his brain is fried from making music than to fuck your brains out???? you love his libido and his ability to never turn it off, i don’t think his dick ever softens tbh not really. especially not when you’re talking to another man, that possessiveness really comes into play, it doesn’t matter who it is from your coworker to your friend he’s taking you to the next secluded spot and reminding you who the fuck you belong to. maybe toxic, but that’s hj, and when he’s done blowing your back out you’re reminded every single time that you don’t need anyone else but him (and you like it that way) (he’s my soulmate in the astral realm btw)

2. jongho

he’s a dominant freak and its so fucking sexy. his dominance slips into every aspect of your life, what you wear, what you do, who you talk to, what you eat, never in a toxic way, but in a way that he’s taking care of you, looking out for you, keeping you safe. he loves a good game of cat and mouse, loves when there’s a lil brattiness he has to tame, to assert his dominance all over again— there’s been several nights where you haven’t finished once because you disobeyed him, tears streaming down your cheeks with your legs shaking because you were so fucking close and he ripped it away last second, he knows every inch of your body like the back of his hand, he knows what you’re thinking half the time just by the look on your face. he’s got boxes of toys set aside, ropes and handcuffs and spreader bars, either for torture or your pleasure depends on your behavior (jongho ill be so good for you pls) and he is NOT afraid to use em. god hes so in tune with you and your body and his OWN his control is so fucking crazy i think i could keep going and actually talk about this for hours

3. wooyoung

he’s a fun freak!!!! giggly and experimental he wants you in every position he can think up, he’s creating his OWN positions when he runs out of ideas. he’s fucking you in public, in a dressing room, fingers slipping inside you under the table, a cocky little smirk on his face when you accidentally let a moan slip UGH he’s the type to not be weirded out by anything like if you find some weird shit on the internet and wanna try it out he’s 100% down. he’ll try anything once. you want to tap into omegaverse shit??? he’s barking for you and still fucking into you like its the first time. you wanna get into pee??? cum eating??? bondage??? cuckolding?? it literally doesn’t matter. he’s down and he’s researching and he’s educating YOU. he needs an experimental partner too tho cus his ideas are just as fucking crazy and he is NOT shy about sharing them with you. sex is fun with him, never boring, never stale, he keeps you on your toes just as much as you keep him on his, you’ve spent legit weekends in the bedroom because you tried something new and neither of you can get enough. toys, vibrators, dildos, butt plugs, cockrings, Strap Ons, you have them all, wooyoung is a yes man and no one can tell me differently. with a shrug and a smile on his face EVERY TIME he’s like yeah sure why not Omg and if there’s something that doesn’t work he’s like ok whatever and then just goes back to normal. sex is so chill and so fun and so experimental and there’s never any pressure FUCK wooyoung i fucking love you i got carried away

MAKES LOVE: sweet angels

1. yeosang

guys im sorry he’s here. i do think yeosang is versatile but not often enough to classify him in the middle, if you catch him on a day where is patience is thin he might be using his biceps to cut off your air flow while he’s fucking into you from behind, but on the day to day, he’s kissing every inch of your body, hands in your hair, petting your skin, cupping your cheeks, whispering sweet words, praises, everything is so fucking sweet it usually ends up with you in tears from the emotion passing back and forth between you. yeosang takes care of you in every way, there’s never a time where you finish unsatisfied, he makes sure of it. if you aren’t whining with tears streaming down your cheeks he isn’t done yet, he has stamina and he could fuck you for hours, even besides fucking he’s eating it for hours if thats the vibe. yeosang i want you so fucking bad

2. mingi

man :/

he’s a whiner. he’s sloppy and messy and so fucking virgin even after you’ve been fucking for years, every time is like the first time with mingi. while his hands grow more confident and his body has more stamina, he’s still fucking into you like it’s new, eyes screwed shut and staggered breaths leaving his chest because it’s inconceivable that you feel so fucking good— that’s something he’ll never get used to i fear, how you wrap around him so perfectly, how you’re so warm and wet it’s fucking war to not bust in you within three strokes. he doesn’t tho, he has pretty good control, up until you’re the one whining with tears slipping down your cheeks and he’s losing his fucking shit. elbows pressed into the mattress beside your head, tongue slipping into your mouth with no real rhythm, his cock rutting into you while barely pulling out, he’s addicted to your warmth, the feeling of being inside, the closeness, and god when he fills you up it just spurs him on farther. he’s not stopping until there’s three loads inside you with barely any reprieve between sessions, he’s spilling into you and fucking himself through the overstimulating, crying and whining and praising you because he loves you. im so fuckinf insane im an animal i fucking love this man i would die for him

3. san

this one should not be a surprise tbh san is a caregiver, the way he fucks is spiritual, its all consuming, its heavy and emotional and passionate and everything. you guys probably aren’t into anything hella freaky, farthest is probably a quickie in a dressing room every now and then, but most of the time he’s taking his time with you, stripping you of each scrap of fabric on your body with dainty hands and warm kisses, licking up your skin as if it was candy, telling you how you taste. he’s fucking into you with skilled precision, the movements of a man who’s taken the time to learn every inch of you, what makes you feel good. he’s big into breeding and he’s filling you up every time he def has a vasectomy. would never want u on any birth control because god forbid u change something about yourself for him!!! i feel like san is mad traditional in every way his fav position is probably missionary so he could see your face while he fucks you, holding your hands, kissing your lips that had long gone unresponsive against his own.

SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE: both ways

1. yunho

hahahahahahahahahahahahahha this fucking freak bitch you know exactly what im gonna say. similar to jongho in the sense that he’s controlling many aspects of your life just because he can, he thinks its hot, and so do you. if you disobey him/make him feel disrespected he’s fucking you into next week, and he’s cruel about it, he’s not letting you cum, he’s holding your hands behind your back with one of his own just so you can’t touch him. he’s degrading you, vile words flying off his lips that make you clench tighter around him, he’s pinching your nipples until you’re crying. yunho dom agenda is so real. but he’s not like that all the time, you have your nights where you’re lost in kisses and sweet words and slow strokes, he fucks three loads into you because he wants to get you pregnant, would probably start trying to make you a mother a year into your relationship. if even that long tbh. yunho is mad versatile and he checks off every single box jeong yunho can i please have your phone number

2. seonghwa

😛 I WANT HIM SO BAD this freak bitch i still think he loves voyeurism and cuckolding and shares u. that blurb lives within me. i also think he is mad freaky like wooyoung, nothing puts him off, everything is hot and he wants to explore your sex life as much as he can, if something doesn’t work he’s like whatever we just wont do it again. prolly an ass eater on the regular. super flexible too he’s probably fucking into you from crazy angles like you’re both pretzels LMFAO fuck hes so hot i think seonghwa can do anything at any time. he’s another that loves to fuck you slow, but in a torturous way, like only fucking you with the tip until youre a crying mess begging for more. he definitely gets off on your whines, laughing in your face above you, but when he finally gives you what you want it’s shattering you. deep, heavy strokes, each one has his pelvis hitting yours, all while he’s kissing you sweetly and telling you how good you are for him. seonghwa freakbitch truther!

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iloveglomp · 2 months ago

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A Pound A Day

Emily lay in bed, her lithe frame a vague outline under the sheets. As she stirred in her dreams, her smooth milky legs rubbed against each other. Firm calves and toned thighs sculpted her shapely lower frame leading to a firm but jiggly ass that was quite large for her small stature. Emily was a rather bottom-heavy brunette standing at 5’6” and weighing 130 lbs. Any fat she had was on her ass and it was encapsulating when she crossed the room swaying her hips. As Emily slowly awoke, she stretched her toned arms and traced the outline of her firm stomach and modest breasts. Her green eyes slowly opened, and she checked her phone. A text from her roommate, Allison, read

“Today's a big day lol, are you ready to be my famous case study?”

“Yeah, I guess so, it’s not like it's a big deal anyway, Ms. Psychologist. Although I still don’t understand how gaining weight has anything to do with your field of study.” Emily replied. She thought about what she had agreed to do to help her roommate Allison finish her final college study. For the next month, she had to gain a pound a day. Emily thought nothing of it; her adherence to the proposal was simply an excuse to spend a month lounging around and eating what she wanted. Winter was around the corner, and she could hide herself under the warm layers of sweatpants and hoodies she had in her closet. Nobody would notice if she were 130 or 160 lbs. with her baggy clothes on. As Emily finally got out of bed, she sauntered into her bathroom and stepped on the scale as Allison had asked her to do every morning. 130 lbs. flat would be Emily’s entry weight for day 1. She texted Allison

“I’m 130lbs… I’m kind of nervous to gain 30lbs, 160lbs is way heavier than what I am now, that I think about it, is this even possible?”

“Honestly, Emily, probably not, but we have to try and give an honest effort to my studies. Remember, you agreed to this, and my graduation depends on it!”

“Ugh, I know, as long as you buy me groceries and treat me well, I'm a down girl.” Emily texted back, she figured if anything, she would only gain 10- 15 lbs. and never have to think about it again. A little extra padding could be nice for her if it went to the right places anyway. She cupped her breasts and noticed how firm they were, then slowly felt her flat stomach and went down and behind to her firm but slightly doughy ass. A little more meat wouldn't hurt me down here, she thought to herself.

Emily spent her first few days of the month completely clueless about her surroundings as she dove headfirst into a completely sedentary life. It was surprisingly easy to eat to her heart’s content when everything she wanted was in the house. Ice cream and Oreos, milkshakes, pancakes, bacon, pizzas, fried chicken, just about whatever her food-comatose brain could think of as her next meal, Allison was buying her. Her stomach was constantly distended and round, taut with food and drink from her previously unseen side of gluttony. As Emily continued to indulge herself and lounge around the apartment, she realized it was quite an easy life being Allison's little study case for a month, and she should fully embrace it while she could. After two weeks, Emily was weighing in at roughly 140 lbs. Allison was rather disappointed with this result and worried her final thesis could spell disaster for her aspiring career. Allison decided to apply a bit of pressure to Emily's lazy routine by setting reminders on her phone and constantly watching her as she ate, sometimes even attempting to coax Emily to push past her limits and stuff herself to the max for the sake of her study. The two roommates grew accustomed to watching movies and reality TV shows while Allison sneakily shoved food down Emily’s throat. The two roommates spent hours cuddled under blankets, Allison's blonde hair and skinny frame almost spooning Emily's new softer body. By the end of the day, Emily would be passed out on the sofa while Allison fought the temptation to rub her belly and get a hands-on feel of the progress her “study” was making. The size difference between Allison's svelte 115lb body at 5'5" was ever shrinking compared to her indulgent roommate. Emily was starting to gather a larger appetite and often found herself mindlessly snacking on something while she was in her Zoom classes or just watching television. It wasn't uncommon for Emily to eat take-out three to four times a day, thanks to Allison's credit card. By the end of the first month, Emily had completely shattered Allison's expectations and reached a staggering 160 pounds, as she had hoped for at the beginning of her study. The thirty-one-day project displayed just how easy it could be to coax someone into turning a new leaf if placed in the right artificial environment. Allison had perfected a subtle daily routine for Emily using material priming and rewards for consistent behavioral changes. Treats in the form of food and attention kept Emily bombarded with positive reinforcements as she slowly succumbed to her new lifestyle. Oversleeping led to breakfast in bed, overeating led to words of affection and warm, cozy naps on the couch, and sometimes even a belly rub to ease the pain of her bloated belly. Emily was being waited on hand and foot by Allison and was slowly rescinding her ability to do anything herself without even knowing it.

“Emily, girl, I know you said you didn't mind putting on a few pounds for me to do my study, but you really blew this out of the water for me! I'm so proud of you, you don't understand how much your hard work means to me, girl!” Allison’s eyes were glued to Emily's soft and padded body as she lay on the couch, covered in crumbs and practically nude.

“Yeah I feel like a huge fucking cow right now, but it's been so easy to just let go and enjoy myself the past month. I could totally see myself doing this all the time if I had no repercussions, honestly.” Emily said without a second thought. Allison was sitting across the room from her on a barstool, typing away on her computer, but stopped in her tracks when she heard Emily say this. She grinned and looked at Emily, who was sunken into the couch, still tearing through a bag of Doritos as if the study hadn't ended a day earlier. Emily's once-toned body had taken the 30lb gain quite well. Her lower half had gained a considerable amount of fat, making her body have a bit of a pear shape to it. The silky smooth skin on her legs and thighs was spreading out like a heavy cream on the couch. Emily's ass had gotten considerably larger as well, now having cellulite and rippling with every step she took, which wasn’t much because of how lazy she had become recently. Emily’s stomach had softened and now had a pooch on the lower half that was peeking out from underneath her black crop top. The creamy soft skin was slightly jiggly and had slowly increased in size until it was prominent enough that Allison couldn’t take her eyes off of it. She thought Emily was closer to looking like a goddess every time she stole a glance. Allison noted that although she never confirmed it herself, she had heard through mutual friends that Emily had once had a fling with a girl for a few months. Maybe she could really see how soft and sexy Emily had gotten this past month…maybe she could trick her into getting even softer this month…

“Allison, are you listening to me? I said I want something sweet out of the fridge. Do we have anything to make chocolate milk with?”

“Oh- sorry Ems, uhh yeah I think so let me check for you,” Allison said pleasantly. Emily was still pretending the month hadn't ended, and Allison was all for it now that she had gotten herself all worked up over her roommate's new, fleshier body shape.

Just thinking of how good it would feel to grab and caress her new soft, padded skin and cup her perky, slightly larger breasts had Allison rubbing her legs together as she knelt in front of the fridge. Suddenly, she had an idea.

“Hey, Emily, I know that I only asked for a month of your hard work and dedication, but I think that if we did just a little more study work on you, I could really nail this report in the coffin, don’t you think, love?” Emily’s eyes shifted from the television to Allison’s smaller but enticing backside as she dug through the fridge. If Emily didn’t know any better she could have sworn Allison was showing off her tight bubble butt in an attempt to win her over with this proposal, not that she needed any convincing on her part, she had already taken the bait.

“Ally, I know this is a big deal, but I’m not sure how much longer I can afford to veg out all day and be your little lab hamster.” Emily teased sarcastically. “I mean, just look at how big I’m getting, I’ve never been jigglier in my life, and my belly is starting to sag downwards. I practically am a cow, and my legs are so thick they barely fit into my sweatpants.”

“I think you’re more of a lab cow than a hamster, Ems..” Allison retorted in a joking manner. “But if you asked me, I’d say you carry this new weight pretty well, I think you look pretty hot.” Allison was still turned away from Emily, but her face was red hot as she slowly stirred the chocolate into a large cup of “milk” that was heavy cream she had put into a milk jug. She then took some whipped cream and doused a large amount on top of the cream and chocolate calorie bomb and tried to keep her composure as she turned around and met Emily’s gaze. She had a shit-eating grin on her face and was slowly pushing a Twinkie into her mouth, wrapping her puffy cheeks and plump lips around it like it was something else. Allison almost fumbled the chocolate milk as she attempted to keep a straight face and remain calm, caught off guard by Emily’s new attitude towards her.

“If you think that about me, mmph, then why don’t I just keep this up for a little longer and you can repay me when I think of something fitting as a favor.” Emily reached out for the milkshake with both hands and put on her best pouty face as she leaned forward, spilling her cleavage out of the too-small crop top and giving Allison a nice display of her newfound body. Emily’s large, jiggling breasts had completely robbed Allison of any focus she had remaining. Emily grabbed the drink with both hands by wrapping hers around Allison’s and pulled her and the drink in close. She brought the glass to her lips and began taking large sips while maintaining eye contact with her roommate. Allison was practically drooling and biting her lower lip, completely in a daze, inches from Emily’s face. She lowered her arms, bringing Emily’s hands and the drink down to rest on top of Emily’s soft and luscious thighs. They inched closer to each other and brushed their lips for a moment. Emily acted first and locked hers onto Allison, It was a deep, lustful kiss that lasted for a while. Allison could taste the sweetness of the heavy cream and chocolate. She wanted more, but Emily pulled away. “Maybe I know what kind of favor you can pay me back with later.” Emily teased. Allison remained in place, completely off guard by what had just happened. Her brain was running in every direction, and she was beginning to wonder who was really in control of this whole experiment…

Emily awoke in her bed, the sheets clinging to the thick layer of fat that coated her body now. Thanks to Allison’s watchful gaze and nurturing hand, it had been another full month of indulgence. Allison was already out of bed and in the kitchen. They started sleeping together soon after their heavy back and forth, a little under a month ago. The two lovers swayed under each other's grasp. Allison relied on her cunning tactics and positive reinforcement, whilst Emily used her soft, doughy body to drive Allison wild. As Emily clumsily sat up and moved her legs to the side of the bed, the sheet fell off, revealing just how much damage she had done. Her chubby feet and thick calves led to enormous thighs like a sausage casing ready to burst. Swollen with fat and touching down to her knees, her legs had grown ravenously. Red stretch marks clung to her hips and waist, leading to a substantially larger ass that quivered and jiggled at any movement. Cellulite dotted across her fleshy rear, leading to a cute indentation like a large dimple atop her lower back. Her love handles were thick and juicy, begging to be grabbed and kneaded, resting lazily atop her hefty lower half. Emily’s belly was the next victim of her sedentary grazing. Long gone was her flat stomach or slightly jiggling pooch. Now there was a real belly forming in its place. A roll had found its way onto her lap when she was sitting down, and it pooled onto her meaty thighs enough to touch, but her panties remained visible for now. Emily’s upper body has also softened more slowly than the rest of her, but it was quite clear that she no longer resembled the lady she was two months ago. Emily hoisted herself out of bed in a rocking motion and lumbered to the bathroom, like a diligent little lab cow. She stepped on the scale and leaned forward to gaze over her belly. The thought of no longer being able to see her fat reflection in the scales' glass made her wet. She imagined being so fat she had to ask Allison how much she even weighed, and one day making the scale read an error. Emily shuddered at the thought and found herself playing with her soft and plush belly. The scale finally halted at a number that made Emily's eyes widen in surprise.

196 lbs.! 6 lbs. over her mark from Allison and way beyond what she had even thought she had gained in the past month.

Emily couldn’t believe her eyes, and she would have taken some more time to admire how sexy she was feeling, but a rumble in her stomach had reminded her of how often she had been eating to achieve such a rapid gain. She slowly turned around and padded across her carpeted floor back into her queen-size bed. The black and white covers invite her to crawl and wriggle back underneath them for the rest of the day while she grazes upon her lover's endless onslaught of treats and mind-numbing pleasures. Allison found Emily sitting up in bed, using her stack of pillows and squishmallows to prop up her growing body. Any core strength or stamina that once had graced Emily had quickly dissipated as her gain continued at a quickening pace. As she sauntered over to Emily, she realized her step felt a tad heavier and her ass felt bouncier than usual, but she brushed it off as a slight gain of only a few lbs. from spoiling her cow girl so much. Allison had started this project at a petite 115 lbs. and was not very interested in gaining much weight, she felt her role as a feeder and caregiver was much more suiting to her psychology report. Allison hadn’t had much time to continue her report past the first 30 days. Emily had grown increasingly needy and was ruthless in her pursuit of constant bliss. Allison would spend almost every second of her day feeding, comforting, and cleaning after Emily, only to crash into bed at the end of the day and enjoy how soft and warm Emily was as she snored off her excessive calorie binge. Allison often found herself eating whatever Emily had ordered and taking some naps during the day while Emily was off in paradise, enjoying her shows or mindlessly grazing and masturbating. By far, the most effective technique Allison had employed was rewarding Emily with an orgasm during and after a feeding session. Emily had managed to convince herself that she was in charge of these sessions often speeding up or slowing down the eating and fucking, however, Allison had already won by implementing such a routine and priming Emily’s brain to associate food and sex with her daily life.

“How's my sleepy piggy doing this morning?” Allison cooed while carrying a large tray of waffles, bacon, butter, and syrup across the room. “I hope you didn’t use too much energy weighing yourself to enjoy this delicious meal I made for you!” Emily’s attention rapidly switched from her phone to Allison's sexy figure moving across the room to her. Her stomach did the talking for her as it rumbled loudly upon the sight of her favorite breakfast piled high on top of the tray. "It seems someone is always hungry and ready for a little reward if they finish everything here, isn’t that right, dear?” Emily nodded and reached out for the tray, taking it and propping it up on her belly.

“Thank you so much, Ally, I love how you always know just what I want and have it ready for me,” Emily said, eyes growing in size as she studied the tray of goods. It seemed like every day the food grew in quantity and richness, but Emily didn’t mind at all and seemed clueless as to how she could always muster the strength to finish it all with increasing gusto. Emily quickly began to indulge herself in the hearty breakfast, tossing her phone to the side and using both hands to pile bacon in between waffles and slather them with butter and syrup. Allison retook her side of the bed and sat down, her thighs pooling outwards, and to her surprise, her stomach seemed to stretch outwards. She looked over at Emily, who was cramming her mouth full of food and staring almost blankly at the television, watching some reality show. Emily’s phone dinged, but she seemed not to notice or care enough to look over. Allison picked it up and saw she had a few emails from a website titled “Fat Admirers”. Interest piqued, Allison sneakily scrolled through the exchange and realized what Emily’s real intention was. She had opened an amateur account on a fat model website and was slowly racking up the views as a part-time model, showing off before and after, and just how rapid her gain had occurred. The username read “Thicc Cow Girl” and she had a few hundred page views a day. Allison took note and gently placed the phone face down. She reached over Emily’s flabby arm and grabbed a waffle and some bacon for herself. A few bites and she would go work on her course report, some while Emily was still full and happy, she told herself.

Emily awoke a few hours later, still bloated and her stomach distended from such a gluttonous meal. She enjoyed the tight feeling of her upper stomach and its contrast to her now jiggling lower belly that seemed to get softer and rounder by the day. Allison was across the room at her desk, which was Emily's, but she never seemed to use it often. She preferred to do her few small online courses and Zoom calls in bed with an excuse that her camera had broken a few weeks ago. Emily studied Allison's body from across the room. Admiring how she had seemed to soften up. Emily guessed she weighed around 140 lbs. Nothing heavy, especially compared to Emily, but enough for some visible changes. Allison's legs were softer, her stomach had a small belly and her boobs had gotten rounder and heavier. Emily wished she would indulge a little more, but couldn’t complain. She enjoyed the body contrast when they were in bed together. Allison's smaller but softer body fit on top of Emily’s perfectly thick thighs and rounded gut. She seemed to know exactly how to drive Emily crazy, kissing and rubbing her distended belly and pinching her soft, puffy areolas until she was squealing and bucking. Toys were a necessity due to Emily being too full to put much effort into the stimulation herself. Often, Allison would use vibrators and dildos to entice Emily, then finish her off with an intense oral orgasm as she crawled in between Emily’s soft, juicy thighs and lapped at her with a fervent passion. Emily stopped daydreaming, realizing Allison was now standing in front of her, seemingly waiting for a response.

“I guess that look on your face is enough of an answer for me…” Allison said playfully as she crawled atop Emily, gently caressing her doughy gut and using her knee to apply pressure to Emily’s puffy fupa. She moaned in pleasure, eyes cocking back as Allison took the reigns per usual and brought them both to completion. Emily couldn’t remember the last time she had had a serious thought besides eating, cumming, or daydreaming of being fatter and fatter.

Allison had been tidying up in the kitchen, but her mind was swimming with questions. How much longer can she keep Emily in her grasp? Will Emily gain too much traction with her modeling pictures? She could get attention from anyone interested in a bigger woman; hell, she could probably get anyone interested in a woman, period. Her face was still stunning, with a cute button nose and piercing, sharp green eyes, without mention of her perfect smile and plump, soft lips, as a result of the extra padding, a slight double chin, and slightly fatter cheeks bestowed Emily a rounder, softer yet stunning look. Allison had to reel her thoughts from wandering too far, and a knock at the door jarred her back to reality.

“Must be the pizza guy,” she said quietly as she grabbed some cash off the bar island and headed to the front door. her ass bounced into the recliner as she made her way over, nearly tripping over herself. “Someone must have moved that chair, ugh, probably Emily’s big ass.” she thought to herself. Peering through the door’s peephole, Allison saw the red hat and a huge stack of pizzas. A perfect dinner for her growing cow, she thought. She swung the door open and scooped the pizzas out of the delivery boy's arms, handing him a tip through her index and middle finger as she shimmied backwards into the apartment. “Thank you, sir, keep the change!” Allison said as she skillfully turned around and closed the door with her foot.

“Who was that?!” Emily's voice echoed off the hallway walls and down the banister from her room upstairs.

“Pizzas here, my precious!” Allison cried back.

“Bring it up here, I'm staaarving!” Emily whined.

Allison was about to head up the stairs, but she had a better idea.

“Why don't you come down here, Ems, I still need to do a little more work, and you can chill on the couch.”

“Ally, just finish it later, I'm too -urp- full from snacks to come down.”

“I guess you’ll just have to take a break from carb loading and wait then,” Allison said cunningly. It was time to get a little more aggressive with her tactics, and some good humiliation and teasing should do the trick just fine. She couldn't afford for Emily to forget how badly she needed her. Thanks to the rapid gain, Emily’s muscles dwindled, and her stamina was practically non-existent. Emily remained upstairs in silence for a while, the shower was running, so she must have decided to wash off after her last big meal a few hours ago.

Allison was in the zone skillfully pecking away on her thesis report, when she heard the heavy footsteps plop down the hall and to the banister.

“That pizza better be warm still, I’m ravenous right now -huff-“ Emily paused and caught her breath. Allison was surprised by Emily’s look, a full face of makeup complemented her already beautifully round face. The real show stopper however, was the cow print bikini Emily had hanging by threads over her burgeoning tits and massively plump ass. Everything was on full reveal as if she was putting on a show.

“It's all down here and ready to go for you, my plump princess.” Allison teased, craning her neck past her computer screen to watch Emily’s clumsily wobble down the stairs, admiring the sweet jiggle of her huge ass and doughy thighs. As Emily finally made it past the bottom of the stairs and towards Allison, she could have sworn her face was flushed from the walk down the stairs.

“Someone looks winded,” Allison said, standing up and sauntering over to meet Emily on the couch with some pizza and wine

“Oh, whatever, I'm not a marathon runner,” Emily shot back, grabbing the plate and plopping down. Her whole body shook, boobs bouncing up and down as she sunk into the sofa.

“Besides, I know someone who really enjoys how I look now, don't we, my small fry?” Allison couldn't deny such a comment but was just getting her banter started. It was time to apply some pressure and take control of the flustered Emily.

“Yeah, I'm sure all your fans would love to see your flabby, out-of-shape, heavy-breathing and soft jiggling piggy body make it down those stairs again.” Allison purred, grabbing a slice of pizza and holding it up to Emily’s mouth.

“My -mmph- fans? What are you talking about, Ally? “ Emily was in shock, her eyes widened, but still managed to take a huge juicy bite out of Allison’s hand like it was muscle memory.

“C’mon, Ems, don't be coy, I know you're a feedee in the closet, well, you’d barely fit into a closet now, would you, dear piggy?” Allison was calculating and sat mockingly for Emily's reaction to place the pizza directly under her nose again, driving home how much Emily wanted another bite. Emily whimpered softly, unsure of what to do. She slowly opened her mouth, drooling and begging for another bite.

“I’m sorry Ally, I just, I’ve been doing so poorly in school and I don’t even feel like finishing my classes, I haven't even been on Zoom in bed, I’ve just been pretending to study while you work so hard for the both of us…” Allison shoved the pizza into Emily’s mouth. She almost felt bad for teasing Emily and calling her out, but something about it felt so good at the same time. The control, the seizing of the moment, and such a beautiful goddess caught up in her own words, begging to be hand-fed all for her. Allison felt as if she had Emily in the palm of her hand.

“Ems, what do you mean by work hard for both of us…” Allison’s voice trailed off as she realized exactly what it meant. Emily was convinced Allison would never leave her; no, she needed Allison more than anything. Without her, there would be no excuse for her rapid weight gain, laziness, or inability to pass her simple Zoom classes. Emily had quickly discarded her regular life long ago, and now Allison was her only path forward. Allison’s eyes met Emma’s, and they both seemed on the same page. Emma shoved the whole slice into her mouth, making sure to suck the sauce off Allison’s fingers with her most seductive face possible. She breathed heavily, practically eye fucking Allison to win her over.

“Emma, if you want to take us to the next step, then you’re gonna have to impress me a whole lot more than you already do, darling.” Allison got up and went into the pantry. She then grabbed a beer bong and stood tall over Emma’s lazy body, holding the funnel out and grabbing the wine. “I want my piggy to use these pizzas and wine as a demonstration of just how great she can be for me. Just show me how much softer and rounder you want to be my Thicc Cow Girl.” The words echoed through Emma’s head; she was instantly wet, but also surprised by how well everything was turning out. Nobody had ever put her in such a situation; this was a door that once opened, she knew she would never return from. The line between an “experiment”, if there was one to begin with, and devoting her life to pleasing Allison, getting fatter and softer, devouring everything in her path, and being the hedonistic, lazy cow she had always wanted to be subconsciously. Emily knew she had wanted this for a while now, unsure of how long ago her primal desires had bubbled up, but certain they were her own. Emily grabbed the funnel and locked eyes with Allison, her eyes screaming, “Please let me show you!”. Allison emptied the whole wine bottle in, and Emily guzzled it all down like a vacuum.

“UUUUURP- Ally, I-I’m sorry I tried to go behind your back, I just want to impress you so bad.” Emily put the funnel down and grabbed Allison's hands, squeezing them with assurance. “I won’t lie to you again, I’m sorry.” Allison hadn’t expected such a reaction, but eager to cement her status as the feeder, accepted Emily’s apology and grabbed a few boxes of pizza. Now it was time for Allison to enact total control over Emily’s lifestyle and have some fun. Emily knew everything had played out perfectly so far, and now it was time for the real show to start.

“You know, Ally, I think I always wanted this… kind of relationship with someone that’s so balanced yet wild.” Emma was lying back, her belly massive and packed to the brim with wine and pizza. She was drunk and stuffed to the gills, high off of several orgasms and loving life.

“Well, Ems, I’m just glad things turned out this way. I’ve always liked you, but once you started putting on weight for me, I just couldn’t resist any longer. I knew I needed you completely under my control so we could enjoy each other.” Emily cocked an eye open and slowly raised her head, it was almost painful to sit up, but she knew now was the perfect time for her plan to spring into action.

“Ally, help me up, please. I’m not done showing you how much of a good piggy I am,” Emily said seductively. She lifted her arms and let Allison take hold, she grunted as her weight slowly lifted off the couch and she stood up, belly massively distended and poking out in front of her. Emily attempted to bend over and grab another box of pizza, but almost toppled over from the sheer weight of her gut. Allison was so turned on she could barely tell if Emily was putting on a show or was truly this enamored with being her ditzy prize cow.

“Woah! Easy girl, you’re at max capacity right now!” Allison said, worrying she may have broken Emily down too far, too quickly.

“This one’s not for me, babes.” Emma slowly stood upright, one hand holding the pizza and the other pushing Allison down onto the couch. As smoothly as an overfed cow could, Emily lowered herself on top of Allison and pinned her underneath her bloated belly, which sloshed and jiggled in Allison’s lap. The pair was both so turned on that it all happened as smoothly as butter.

“Ugh, Emily, you’re so heavy, and what do you mean that isn’t for you? You know I can’t eat that much, cut it out!” Emily folded the pizza in half and shoved it into Allison’s open mouth. “Mmmph, what’s the big idea, girl!” Allison tried to protest, but was met with an unending torrent of pizza. Emily smiled wickedly as she force-fed her helpless feeder bite after bite. No amount of squirming could free her from Emily’s thick, fat-laden body.

“You know, I’ve been getting so big for you, but I think I want my lover to indulge herself for me too sometimes, god, imagine how fucking hot it would be if we were both so huge and soft, our bellies pressing into another as we stuff each other and grow softer, rounder, bigger, for each other.” Emily’s body shuddered, her fat jiggling all over. She had just orgasmed at the thought of what she had said, and Allison was slowly building up tension herself, slowly succumbing to Emily’s words and enticing body enveloping her in juicy warmth. Emily grabbed a bottle of rose and put it to Allison’s lips. Half of the pizza was gone now, and Emily had no intention of stopping. Allison drained the bottle, sucking it dry with a fervent passion. Her head was swimming with thoughts, but she couldn’t focus on anything but how full and aroused she was.

“Ems, I can’t do this. We both know one of us has to be in charge, and it’s me.”

“But is it? Does it always have to be you? All of your hard work to make me a submissive sow, and no fun for you at all? I think we should both be rewarded sometimes.” Emily plunged her tongue into Allison's mouth, her fat cleavage pressing onto Allison's smaller frame, enveloping her. Allison let go of her remaining will, accepting defeat as she locked lips with Emily. She was completely lost in a storm of bliss and passion, unable to deny herself anymore. After another hour of cooing and prodding, Emily had successfully incapacitated Allison for the night.

The two girls lie motionless on the couch, cuddled up as best as they could without aggravating each other's fully stretched stomachs. Emily was still slightly awake, pondering the past few hours of passion and intensity. She knew she would end up the bigger girl, but was determined to make sure Allison wasn’t far behind. She gazed at the stairs that overlooked the couch from across the room. Her phone was still sitting just where she had placed it, hopefully recording everything that had unfolded that night. Emily knew she had hours of prime feedism content ready to upload after a little polish work. A few more sessions like this and she would be raking in the money and piling on the pounds with her “feeder” Allison doing the same.

It had been two months since Emily uploaded her hour-long stuffing video titled “Tricking my dom feeder into getting fat for me!” She was raking in new subscriptions faster than imaginable. With her career taking off and money steadily increasing, Emily took a final step into the deep end and dropped out of college. She was now a full-time fetish model and had no intention of ever going back. Emily was now 250 lbs and looked fuller than ever. Her double chin had fully formed, giving her plump lips and cheeks a softer look overall and a glowing warmth when she smiled. Her upper body was now matching her soft, juicy ass below, with her belly sticking far past her thick, bloated thighs and her upper arms being so fat they looked overfilled with lard. None of her clothes fit, but she didn’t wear much besides bathrobes and lingerie for filming. Emily’s ploy to fatten Allison succeeded with ease. Hours of staying in to finish her final study, and Emily’s rampant appetite and sexual hunger had left Allison as homebound as Emily. She had been ordering more and more takeout and kept Allison topped off on snacks and sexual favors for the last two months. The formerly fit girl was now a real fat girl at 180lbs. Emily still wasn’t satisfied, but remained steadfast to plump her oblivious lover up to her standards.

“Emily, can you help me with something really quick?” Allison asked, fully absorbed in her work. “Can you describe how it felt when you were at your starting weight and how you feel now at 250 lbs? I’m like maybe two days away from finishing this thing, so we’re officially almost done with this experiment.” Emily peeked around the corner of the bathroom door and smiled sheepishly.

“Well, when I was skinny, I felt like life was dull. I felt that I was missing something. I hated my career choice and was dragging myself through school, half aware of what I was doing. But now, well, I feel great. I love spending every hour of my day binging my favorite food, enjoying all the drinks I want, and stuffing myself silly knowing every pound will make me more money and drive you even wilder than the last. I love how scary it is. I've been gaining so fast -huff- and things like talking for this long make me out of breath. I love smothering your smaller frame with my fat fucking cow body, and the sex is so good I’m practically wet right now.” Emily waddled from behind the door, fully nude, and her nipples were hard. “I can’t even talk about it, it -huff- turns me on so fucking much.” Emily was squeezing her legs together and fondling her overstuffed gut. She eyed Allison down greedily and slowly waddled over. “I think someone else has been enjoying it too, so much so they decided to join me.” Allison was in a trance, enamored by Emily’s passion and so turned on she almost didn’t hear the last part.

“You’re joking about the last part, right? You’re a giant cow, and I’ve still retained my sexy body despite your pleas to fatten me up.” Allison lacked confidence in her tone, and Emily pounced on it.

“Allison, get naked for me,” Emily said, grabbing some unfinished donuts off their bed from her midday snack. The food and Emily’s delicious naked body encapsulated Allison, demolishing any thought in her head like a trance. She reached for the hem of her shirt but realized it wasn’t at her waist; rather, it rolled up comfortably at the top of her belly. It was so, so soft and squishy, but how and when had it gotten so much bigger? Allison didn’t care, she disregarded the thought and looked at Emily, her thighs jiggling in unison with her stomach and tits. Emily raised the donut to her lips and brought her hand to Allison's womanhood. “If you like how huge and soft I am, why don’t you stuff me full of these fattening little donuts and blimp me up so you can fuck me more baby?” Allison was soaked and hurriedly grabbed the donut from Emily and placed it into her mouth. Emily leaned over Allison, her puffy tits hanging inches from her face while her belly pressed into her thighs. The warm, soft feeling of Emily’s body and her moaning while she devoured the donut was driving Allison crazy with lust. She tried to get up and grab another donut, but Emily leaned farther forward, shoving her fat, corpulent body onto Allison. The chair strained to hold both of their weight despite Emily not even fully on it. Emily finished the donut and grabbed another, taking a bite and then putting it to Allison's lips. “Why don’t you enjoy some too? You deserve it for making me such a fat, greedy cow.” Allison opened her mouth and finished the second donut, then a third, and a fourth. After a few more minutes of stuffing and stimulation, Allison came hard. Her belly was stuffed tight, and her head was dizzy from such an orgasm and sugar rush. Now she would crash and sleep for a few hours while Emily downloaded the camera footage and uploaded another video to make hundreds off of.

This cycle repeated for weeks and months. Emily fattening herself up and sneakily feeding Allison, priming her brain to crave food and sex just like she had to her. Allison lost motivation to finish her study, motivation to even show up to class, and spent her days making excuses and dulling her mind with Emily.

“I’m so tired, I’ll just take a quick nap,” Allison said, crawling into bed beside her large, soft, warm partner, falling asleep with her distended belly digesting a huge meal. “This report still has a few weeks left, there’s no use doing it now.” Allison thought, taking a large sip from the milkshake Emily had door dashed her. “God, I feel so bloated, I’m really overdoing it right now.” Allison would say as Emily shushed her and readied another bite. “Sometimes it’s worth oversleeping, waking up to your company, my fat cow.” Allison would coo while straddling Emily’s giant, flabby gut, her legs wrapped around her thick waist and dimpled, jiggly ass.

The excused continued for months while the two hedonists enjoyed their days shoveling down food, taking naps, and fucking constantly. As Emily ballooned further, Allison chased right after her, their bodies becoming softer, rounder, more fuckable. Cellulite dotted their huge asses and thighs, their stomachs went from stiff and hard from stuffing to jiggly and saggy, slowly creeping down their fat legs. Allison’s breasts remained firm and held themselves over her plump gut, but Emily’s had sagged and fought for space with her huge dome of fat she called a gut. Her stomach was so wide, it pushed her fat breasts further apart, peeking out from in between them. Emily was now 330 lbs and a complete cow, while Allison was 225 lbs and completely transformed into a happy fat cow like Emily wanted. Their joint content channel supplied all the money needed for bills and food. A new, bigger apartment and sexy outfits for videos came next, then sex toys and larger furniture to accommodate the two voluptuous women. Emily had finally won her battle, but remained far from stopping what she had started.

“Ooooh that feels so fucking good baby, fuck right there!” Emily huffed and grunted, her huge ass rippling and sending waves across her obese body. Her stomach touched the bed and she had two pillows propping her round face and fat tits off the bed. Allison was a sweating heaving mess, trying desperately to maintain speed while using a strap-on to plow into Emily’s bovine ass doggy-style. It was one of the few positions that could work for the two without their fat, lard-ripened bodies obstructing each other from pleasure.

“I can’t-huff, uhhhhhhghhh- go much longer, Ems.” Allison was nearing climax, but her out-of-shape body was failing her. “I’m too fucking fat for this shit, -huff- and I’m about to cum from the vibrator inside me.” Allison bucked wildly for a moment then collapsed on Emily’s giant ass and back, the strap-on penetrating deep inside Emily as they both climaxed simultaneously. Emily moaned loudly, eyes rolling back as Allison trembled, jiggling her whole body. “I think we’re getting too fat for this position, we need to figure something out, love.”

“I ordered something to accommodate us, don’t worry, Ally.” Emily huffed and grunted, breathing heavily despite having barely moved during sex. “Two fuck machines and two large funnels with a valve for opening and closing.” Emily giggled playfully, ready to fatten both of them beyond recognition.

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—What the Bakusquad does for you on Valentine’s day, aka the most romantic holiday!

:..｡o○Summary: Heacanons and Scenarios about Bakusquad members and what they do for you on Valentine’s Day and how they act

:♡.•♬✧⁽⁽ଘPairing: Bakugou Katsuki ; Kirishima Eijirou ; Denki Kaminari ; Sero Hanta

✧༺༻✧Tags: Fluff ; Cute ; Dating ; In love ; Tsundere ; Loving ; Acts of Service; Words of affirmation; Giving gifts

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⡈⡠*✩A/N: Happy late Valentine’s guys! I was super sick the past few days so this is a little sloppy but I hope you guys will still enjoy it! Love you and hope you enjoyed the holiday! And btw I am half-asleep so I’m sorry if it’s sloppy again, I tried my best. Don’t be afraid to give your opinions in the chat I want feedback xx!

Part 2!

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—Headcanons of how the Bakusquad members would act on Valentine’s Day!

Bakugou Katsuki

1. Lowkey but Thoughtful: He acts like he doesn’t care about Valentine’s Day but secretly puts in effort. His gift isn’t flashy—it’s something deeply personal that proves he pays attention to you.

2. Homemade Meal: He refuses to deal with crowded restaurants, so he cooks you an insane homemade dinner instead (and it’s amazing).

3. Actions Over Words: He’s still terrible at expressing feelings, but his actions scream love. He’ll pull you close while watching a movie, hold your hand tightly when walking, or brush hair from your face when you’re not paying attention.

4. Jealousy Shows: If someone flirts with you, expect him to glare daggers and throw an arm around you, making it very clear who you belong to.

5. Soft Moment Before Bed: When the day is over, he lets his guard down just a bit, murmuring something gruff but affectionate like, “Tch… had a good time, I guess. Don’t get used to it, idiot.”

Kirishima Eijiro

1. Big Romantic Gesture: He’s the type to go all out—roses, a big date plan, maybe even fireworks if he can pull it off. He wants to make you feel special.

2. Handmade Gift: He’s great with his hands, so he’ll craft something for you—maybe a custom bracelet, a carved wooden keepsake, or a cute love note hidden in a heart-shaped rock.

3. Adventurous Date: He doesn’t want to do the typical dinner thing—he might take you rock climbing, ice skating, or even on a surprise trip to the beach just to be different.

4. Physical Affection Overload: Expect him to be extra cuddly, with bear hugs, forehead kisses, and randomly lifting you off the ground.

5. Endless Compliments: He can’t stop telling you how amazing you look and how lucky he is to have you—he genuinely means every word.

Denki Kaminari

1. Goofy but Sweet Gift: He tries to find the coolest or funniest Valentine’s gift—maybe matching heart-shaped sunglasses, a mixtape of love songs (including meme songs), or a plushie that says something ridiculous when squeezed.

2. Surprise Flash Mob (or Attempted One): He definitely tries to put on some grand, embarrassing performance, whether it’s a public serenade or a TikTok-worthy dance.

3. Gets Super Nervous: He’s confident until the actual date starts, then suddenly starts panicking about whether you’re enjoying yourself.

4. Accidentally Short-Circuits: If you kiss him or say something super sweet, there’s a good chance his brain fries for a second. You might have to reboot him.

5. Late-Night Stargazing: After all the chaos, he genuinely enjoys a peaceful moment just lying down together, looking at the stars, and talking about random things.

Sero Hanta

1. Laid-Back But Sweet: He’s not the type to go overboard, but he does make sure you feel special—whether it’s with a handwritten letter, your favorite snacks, or a playlist of songs that remind him of you.

2. Unique Date Idea: He avoids cliché fancy dinners. Instead, he might take you to a drive-in movie, set up a rooftop picnic, or go roller skating together.

3. Jokes to Hide Nervousness: He’ll make dumb jokes the entire time to cover up how much he actually wants the date to be perfect.

4. Cuddles Over Everything: He loves just being close to you—whether it’s throwing an arm around your shoulders, resting his head on yours, or pulling you into a cozy blanket fort.

5. Cute but Teasing: He’ll absolutely playfully tease you all day—“Whoa, you’re really into me, huh?”—but the second you tease him back, he gets all flustered.

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—Scenarios of how they would plan out the Valentine’s Day!

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Bakugou Katsuki

Valentine’s Day wasn’t really Bakugou’s thing.

He hated the commercial nonsense, the heart-shaped decorations everywhere, and the way couples acted extra just because it was February 14th. The idea of being forced to be romantic just because of a stupid holiday pissed him off.

But… then there was you.

And somehow, you made all that crap seem a little less annoying. Period were the best

Which was why, despite all his complaining, he found himself standing in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, a deep scowl on his face as he meticulously chopped vegetables for a homemade dinner.

He could’ve easily taken you to a restaurant—hell, he had the money to rent out the nicest one in town if he really wanted to. But that wasn’t his style. Too many people, too much noise, and the last thing he needed was a bunch of extras gawking at him while he was trying to have a date.

No, he wanted tonight to be personal. Just the two of you.

The smell of seared meat filled the air as he worked, his movements sharp and precise. He was making your favorite dish—not that he’d ever admit he remembered the exact way you liked it. But he did. Of course, he did.

As he flipped something sizzling in the pan, he glanced at the clock. You’d be here soon.

His heart did a weird little thump.

He ignored it.

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When you arrived, you were met with the surprising sight of Bakugou—apron on, standing in the middle of a very put-together candlelit dinner. The table was set, the food smelled amazing, and if you didn’t know him better, you’d think he’d actually been excited to do this.

“Wow,” you breathed, looking around. “Did you—?”

“Yeah, yeah, don’t make a big deal out of it,” he grumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s just dinner. Sit down before it gets cold, dumbass.” We all know damn well—

You smiled, sitting across from him. The first bite was heaven. “Katsuki… this is amazing.”

He scoffed, but you didn’t miss the way his ears turned pink. “’Course it is. What, you think I’d cook you some half-assed shit?”

Dinner went on like that—him pretending not to care while absolutely caring. He made sure your glass was always full, that you had enough food, that you weren’t too cold. It was subtle, but every action screamed I love you louder than any cheesy Valentine’s card ever could.

Then, of course, came the small mishap.

You reached across the table to grab something, and your sleeve brushed a candle. Within seconds—

“Shit!” Bakugou was up in an instant, grabbing your wrist and patting out the tiny flame before it could do anything. His hands, warm and calloused, lingered just a second longer than necessary.

“You good?” he asked, his red eyes scanning yours, full of concern he wouldn’t dare voice.

You nodded, biting back a smile. “Guess dinner really was fire.”

He groaned. “I swear to god—” I can see the grey hair coming early

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After dinner, you both ended up on the couch, watching a movie—not that either of you was paying much attention. Your head rested against his shoulder, his arm draped lazily around you, fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on your arm.

Then, without a word, he reached into his pocket and pulled something out, shoving it into your hands.

A small box.

You blinked. “What’s this?”

“Just open it, idiot.”

Inside was a delicate, simple bracelet. It wasn’t flashy, but it was you—elegant yet strong, the kind of thing you could wear every day. And on the inside, barely noticeable, was a tiny engraving.

Dumbass.

You laughed, eyes watering. “Did you… engrave an insult on my Valentine’s gift?”

His face was burning. “Tch. Just thought it’d remind you who you belong to.”

You turned to him, eyes soft. “Katsuki…”

His jaw clenched, like he was physically holding back the words he wanted to say. But then, finally, in a voice so quiet you almost missed it, he muttered—

“Yeah, yeah. You know I love you, right?”

You grinned, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “I know.”

His grip on you tightened. “Good. ’Cause I ain’t ever letting you forget it.” MY SHAYLASSS

Kirishima Eijirou

Kirishima went all out for Valentine’s Day.

None of that “lowkey” nonsense YEAH BAKUGOU—he wanted today to be special. For you.

Which was why you were currently blindfolded, his hands gently guiding you forward. “Almost there, babe,” he said, voice full of excitement.

You laughed. “Eiji, if I trip and die, I’m haunting you forever.”

“Not happening! I’d totally catch you before that!”

Finally, he stopped, hands resting on your shoulders. “Alright, ready?”

You nodded, and he removed the blindfold.

Your breath caught.

In front of you was a beautiful setup—soft blankets, pillows, and fairy lights twinkling under the night sky. A picnic spread was laid out, complete with your favorite foods. The best part? You were on a rooftop, away from the crowds, just the two of you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, babe!” Kirishima beamed. “I wanted to do something different.”

Your heart swelled. “Eiji, this is amazing! I’m overjoyed! You’re the best!”

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As you two settled into the blanket fort, the stars above providing a soft glow, Kirishima could hardly keep his excitement in check. “Wait, I’ve got one more thing for you!”

He disappeared for a moment and then came back with a small, carefully wrapped box. His face was red as he handed it to you. “Open it,” he said, voice trembling a little.

You hesitated only a moment before ripping off the wrapping paper. Inside was a custom-made bracelet—a piece of raw, polished stone, shining under the dim light. It was rugged and strong, much like him, but also delicate in its own way.

“I thought you might like something that’s… you know, us,” he said, his voice rough but full of tenderness. “I wanted to give you something that represents how I feel about you.”

You held it up to the light, the stone glinting in the soft glow of the fairy lights. “Eiji… I love it.”

A grin spread across his face. “It’s not much, but it’s a promise.”

“A promise?” you asked, looking up at him curiously.

“Yeah. A promise that I’m always gonna be here for you, no matter what.” His voice was steady, but his eyes were full of sincerity.

You took his hand, gently pulling him into a soft kiss. “You’re everything to me, Eiji.”

He smiled, leaning his forehead against yours. “And you’re everything to me, babe. Let’s make this day one to remember.”

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As the night deepened, you and Kirishima stayed on the rooftop, watching the stars slowly appear in the sky. The city around you buzzed with life, but up here, it was just the two of you, away from everything else. For a brief moment, it was like the world outside didn’t exist.

Kirishima had an arm around you as you leaned against his shoulder, listening to the sounds of the night. It was peaceful, comforting. His presence alone made everything feel right.

“I can’t believe you did all this,” you said quietly, tracing the silver necklace around your neck. “I’ve never had a Valentine’s Day like this before.”

He chuckled softly, his hand resting on the small of your back. “I don’t do things by halves. You’re worth it.”

You smiled up at him, your eyes full of love. “You’re more than enough, Eiji.”

There was a pause, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. It was like the world was holding its breath, waiting for something. And then, softly, Kirishima said, “I love you.”

You nodded, a gentle tear slipping from your eye. “I love you too, Eiji.”

The night stretched on, the two of you in your own little world, no need for words. You felt like you could stay there forever, wrapped in his warmth, knowing that no matter what, you would always have each other.

And with that, you both made a silent promise to keep this love strong, just like the stone that lay around your neck—the symbol of a bond that would never break.

Denki Kaminari

Denki had never been good with romantic holidays. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to do something special for you—it was just that he had absolutely no idea how to pull it off.

He tried to plan the perfect Valentine’s Day, but everything kept going wrong. He bought chocolates… but they were melting. He got you a bouquet of flowers… but the store sold him the wilting ones.

It was a disaster.

He sat at his desk, surrounded by half-eaten chocolates and dead flowers, a full-on panic attack settling in. What if he messed this up? What if you didn’t like anything he did?

Before he could spiral too much, his phone buzzed.

“Denki, you okay? What’s going on?”

It was from you. You could tell he was freaking out, and that made his heart soften just a little. He hated that you could read him so easily, but also, it made him feel closer to you.

He quickly typed back, “I’m fine. Just trying to make today perfect for you, that’s all.”

A few minutes later, he received another text from you. “You’re already perfect to me. Don’t stress, okay? Let’s just have fun tonight.”

Denki stared at the message, his heart doing a little flip. How could you be so calm when he felt like he was about to short-circuit?

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When you arrived at his apartment, you were greeted with an explosion of color—streamers, balloons, and lights everywhere. The room looked like it was in the middle of a party, and Denki, dressed in his most ridiculous, sparkly “Valentine’s Day” shirt, greeted you with the biggest, goofiest grin you’d ever seen.

“Ta-da!” he shouted, throwing his arms up dramatically.

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Kaminari, what… is this?”

“I wanted to do something fun! A Valentine’s Day party for two!” he said, holding up two tiny glasses of… something that looked suspiciously like pink lemonade with glitter.

You took the glass, smirking. “You’ve been a busy guy, huh?”

“Only the best for my best girl!” he said, striking an exaggerated pose.

After a bit of awkward dancing, Denki tried to serenade you with a cheesy love song. It wasn’t the best rendition, and at one point, he forgot the lyrics and had to ad-lib, but it made you laugh so hard you nearly cried.

But there was something real in the way he looked at you, his eyes softening when he held out his hand for you to dance.

“Okay, maybe I’m not the best singer,” he admitted, pulling you close. “But I want you to know that I’m serious about us. I know I can be a bit of a mess, but I care about you so much.”

You smiled, letting him pull you into a slow dance, your bodies moving in sync as you rested your head against his chest. “You’re perfect, Denki. I love you.”

He froze for a moment, his heart stopping in shock. Then, with a goofy grin, he spun you around. “I love you, too!”

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The night had settled into a comfortable rhythm. The arcade date, the neon-lit laughter, and the chaos of Denki’s very extra Valentine’s Day surprise had left your cheeks sore from smiling. Now, the two of you sat side by side on the floor of your apartment, a mess of candy wrappers, discarded game tickets, and plushies from the arcade scattered around you.

Denki stretched his arms over his head, letting out a dramatic sigh. “Man, I think I really outdid myself this year. I mean, come on, best Valentine’s Day ever, right?”

You raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Confident, are we?”

He grinned, wiggling his fingers playfully. “Babe, you literally have proof of my greatness. Look at all these prizes I won you.” He gestured at the pile of plushies he had proudly collected throughout the night. “That’s love in stuffed animal form.”

You laughed, picking up one of the plushies—a tiny Pikachu that he had fought to win from the claw machine. “I’ll admit, I was impressed by this one. But the real highlight of the night was watching you almost get kicked out for trying to ‘hack’ the basketball game with your Quirk.”

Denki pouted. “Hey, listen. That machine was rigged. I was just leveling the playing field.”

“Uh-huh. Tell that to the manager who threatened to ban you.”

He scoffed. “Joke’s on him—I’ll just wear sunglasses and come back in disguise.”

You shook your head, leaning against him. “You’re such an idiot.”

Denki’s arm snaked around your shoulders, pulling you closer. “Yeah, but I’m your idiot.”

You smiled, tilting your head up to look at him. “That’s true. And I wouldn’t trade you for the world.”

For once, Denki didn’t have a joke ready. His usual cocky smirk softened, and he just stared at you for a long moment, his golden eyes warm and full of something deeper than his usual playful charm.

“You know, I’m not always the best with words,” he started, his voice quieter now. “I joke around a lot, and I know sometimes people think I don’t take things seriously. But I do take this seriously. Us.” We love a serious and romantic man

Your heart skipped a beat as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out something small—a delicate, silver ring, thin and simple, with a tiny lightning bolt engraved on the inside.

Your breath caught in your throat. “Kaminari…”

He rubbed the back of his neck, looking almost nervous for the first time that night. “It’s not, like, an engagement ring or anything—I mean, unless you want it to be someday, then heck yeah—but right now, it’s just a promise. A promise that no matter how stupid I act, no matter how many dumb jokes I make, I’m always gonna be here. For you.”

You stared at the ring, your heart swelling with so much love you thought it might burst. Slowly, you took it from his hands, slipping it onto your finger. It fit perfectly.

“You’re such a dork,” you whispered, your eyes glistening.

He grinned. “Yeah, but I’m a dork who loves you.”

You launched yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a deep, lingering kiss. He melted into you instantly, his hands coming up to cradle your face, his touch warm and electrifying all at once.

When you finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against his. “I love you too, Denki. More than words.”

He beamed, his cheeks flushed. “Well, that’s good. Because I plan on making every single Valentine’s Day better than the last. So, y’know. You’re stuck with me.”

You laced your fingers with his, glancing down at the small silver ring that now rested on your hand. “I think I can live with that.”

And as the night stretched on, filled with laughter, soft kisses, and the comfortable warmth of being wrapped in each other’s arms, you knew one thing for certain—Denki Kaminari would never stop lighting up your life, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Sero Hanta

When you walked into his apartment, you were met with a comfy, casual setting—candles, soft music, and a cozy homemade dinner laid out on the coffee table which was burnt. There was no extravagant setup, just a simple moment between the two of you.

“Hey, babe,” Sero greeted you with his trademark grin, his arms opening wide. “You ready for a chill night?”

You raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Chill night? I don’t know… I was expecting a little more flair from you.”

Sero just shrugged, leaning against the back of the couch. “Hey, I didn’t want to overdo it. I figured we could just hang out, eat, and relax. You down for that?”

You smiled, immediately feeling comfortable. “Sounds perfect.”

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After dinner, you sat together on the couch, enjoying the quiet. Sero was doing that thing where he would gently pull you closer, his hand resting on your thigh as he smiled lazily at you. He loved moments like this—easy, laid-back, where you could just enjoy each other’s company.

Then, he suddenly reached into his bag, pulling out a small box. “I got you something,” he said casually, handing it to you.

Inside the box was a delicate necklace, simple but beautiful. It was silver with a small heart-shaped charm that had your initials engraved on it.

“You know, I thought about getting you something big, flashy, like flowers or chocolates,” Sero began, a nervous smile tugging at his lips. “But I figured… I wanted to give you something you could keep with you. Something that would remind you of me.”

You felt a warmth in your chest. “Hanta… it’s perfect. I love it.”

His grin widened. “Good, ‘cause it’s a reminder that I’m always thinking about you.”

You leaned forward, giving him a soft kiss.

He teased, pulling you closer for another kiss.

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The soft glow of the streetlights outside your window painted long shadows across the walls of your apartment. The warmth of Sero’s laughter still lingered in the air, wrapping around you like a comforting embrace. After the incredible night he had planned—you found yourselves curled up on the couch, tangled in each other’s arms under a thick, cozy blanket.

“You know,” you murmured, resting your head against his chest, “I think this might be my favorite Valentine’s Day ever.”

Sero chuckled, his fingers absentmindedly tracing small circles on your back. “Oh yeah? Even with the burnt cookies and the—what was it? Oh, right—highly questionable pasta?”

You playfully nudged him. “I don’t care about the food. I care about this—being with you.”

His teasing smirk softened, and he gently tipped your chin up so that your eyes met his. “Good. ‘Cause that’s all I wanted today to be about. Just us.” AWWWW

There was something unspoken in his gaze, something deeper than just his usual lighthearted charm. For all of Sero’s jokes and laid-back attitude, you knew how much he truly cared. He showed it in the small things—how he always made sure you laughed on bad days, how he remembered the little details about you that no one else did, how he made even the most ordinary moments feel like an adventure.

And right now, he was looking at you like you were his entire world.

You swallowed, your heart swelling. “You’re amazing, Hanta. You know that?”

A slow, lopsided grin spread across his face. “Oh, I definitely know that.”

You rolled your eyes. “Ugh, why do I even bother?”

“Because you love me,” he teased, shifting so that he was lying on top of you, pinning you under his weight. He grinned down at you, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief. “And admit it—you love my stupid jokes.”

You huffed dramatically, pretending to consider it. “Mmm… debatable.”

Sero gasped, clutching his chest as if you had stabbed him. “Wow. After everything I’ve done for you tonight? The rooftop movie? The candlelit disaster dinner? This is how you repay me?”

You laughed, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down closer. “Fine, fine. I love you, and I love your stupid jokes.”

His expression softened at the sincerity in your voice. He leaned down, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to your lips. “Good,” he murmured, his forehead resting against yours. “Because I love you too. And I plan on making every Valentine’s Day just as chaotic and ridiculous as this one.”

You grinned. “That’s a promise, right?”

“Cross my heart,” he whispered.

And as you lay there, wrapped in each other’s warmth, the world outside faded away. Nothing else mattered—not the burnt food, not the cheesy rom-coms, not even the chaos of the day.

All that mattered was that, for the rest of your lives, you’d always have each other.

And maybe, just maybe, you wouldn’t mind being tangled in his love forever.

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milkoomi · 5 months ago

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₊˚⊹ ᰔ a guide to preparing for a new semester ᝰ.ᐟ

part two

i wanted to add a few more tips from the previous post i made for this! it won’t be an entire series, but i got to thinking and realized there are other things i wanted to discuss!

let’s begin !!

ᝰ.ᐟ sleep schedule

it’s extremely important to get 7-8 hours of sleep every night. i feel like this idea of pulling all-nighters and doing these extreme study sessions are almost glorified amongst students. everyone dreams of being the “perfect” or best academic weapon, but let’s be honest here: sacrificing your sleep— your health— will only make you sacrifice your grades.

there are countless studies out there that show the importance of sleep, so please make sure you’re getting a good amount of rest! your brain needs to recharge just as the rest of your body does! matter of fact, your body can’t function unless your brain has the energy to provide that functionality.

creating a sleep schedule

go to bed and wake up at the same time every day. i created this post on getting better sleep & creating a good nightly routine! i always try to be in bed and asleep by 10:30pm and wake up at 6:30am. not only do i get my desired 8 hours, but it helps me maintain my routine!

no screen time 1 hour before bed. i mentioned this in the post i liked previously, but it’s seriously so important to stay off your phone when you’re trying to go to sleep. i stop using my phone around 8:30-9pm and ever since doing so I’ve gotten much better sleep and it’s been easier for me to fall asleep!

ᝰ.ᐟ fuel your mind

this point i’m about to make is purely my own opinion and what has genuinely helped me just get through my day, but: eat breakfast. i am a firm believer of “breakfast is the most important meal of the day” because there were days i didn’t have breakfast and i felt dead inside. like seriously! without that nutritional energy that my body and my brain needed, i just felt so lethargic and exhausted.

i know a lot of people tend to skip breakfast, but even as your day progresses it’s important to make sure you get that brain food in your system. whether it’s a good snack or a great meal, make sure you have something in your system!

juno’s fav breakfast meals

oatmeal with slices of banana!! i usually have the Quaker brand (the maple & brown sugar is my favorite) and then i just add some banana slices! really quick and easy, but still something filling and nutritional!

avocado on naan bread!! i usually make this when i have more time in the mornings just because i like to add either a fried egg or some bits of bacon on my little breakfast sandwich! you can also substitute the naan bread with a bagel! i also like to spread a little bit of cream cheese on the bread!

yogurt and granola!! this is another quick & easy breakfast option i love! i use just about any yogurt that i might have in my fridge and then i add granola! i’ll also add any fruit that i’m feeling that day (especially if the yogurt i have is just plain)!

ᝰ.ᐟ change your mindset

i know a lot of have had this mindset of “i have to go to school/to study” but instead we should have a mindset of “i get to go to school/to study!”

when we view school or studying as a chore, our mindset can quickly change into something that doesn’t motivate us and that makes us hesitant to focus our minds on our academics. getting to have an education is a privilege and we have to treat it as such. we’re lucky enough to be able to attend school/college/university, so we have to make our time learning and studying worth it.

when you think of school/studying, think to yourself how blessed you are to be able to take the time you have and put it towards your education! change your mindset so that you feel motivated to be in school and to study!

ᝰ.ᐟ final notes

how you treat yourself and your health and how you view school can either make or break you during this new semester. so, i’m going to repeat myself once again: take care of yourself! your health, your mental well-being, and your mind all need to be taken care of if you want to excel during this semester and throughout your academic career! you also have to remain positive, burn out and frustrations with your education are very real things, but you have to make sure you’re able to pick yourself back up when things start going south. i truly hope this new semester for those of you still in school is a great one! always do your best because your best is enough and always remember to take good care of yourself and be kind to yourself!

with lots of love, juno 🌷

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absolutebl · 7 months ago

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This Week in BL - Why so much on right now?

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

NOV 2024 Week 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

Your Sky (Sun iQIYI) ep 1 of 12 - Classic old school Thai BL. Of course I love it. Naïve sunshine freshman vs strict older protective boy (who already likes him but refuses to show it). Is he grumpy or just gay and tired of all of these women? We don’t know. We don’t care. We just want to see them fake a relationship. And that’s what we’re getting. I love it. I also love the friendship group, and that the younger brother is in it and he has some of the same magic BL-hottie superpowers as his older brother. It’s great.

Love Sick 2024 (Sun iQIYI) ep 10 of 15 - Phun actually turns into dangerous babygirl when he is flirting, who knew? (Dangerous Babygirl is a new archetype I have just invented by the way. Yes, I am pleased with myself.) Noh, who is a nice boy, doesn’t stand a chance. Neither does Jeed, since this new babygirl superpower gives Phun a damn near perfect “back off bitch” face.

The arm drape public claiming, it gets me every time. Has done since SOTUS. Nong Mick is hero-level in this version, hands-down my favorite character this time around (and a non-entity last time). I love him so much I can’t stand it. I haven’t updated my 1:1 comparison yet this week, didn’t have time to rewatch 2014, but I will later tonight. I'm chronicling my experience with 2024 as compared to 2014 here.

Kidnap (Fri Gaga) ep 12 end - What an absolutely excellent final episode. Smiley kisses!

Conclusion

A cute if patently absurd little show about a stuntman who is somehow convinced to kidnap a rich kid except they fall in love. It takes itself a little more seriously than it deserves for such a silly plot and some crappy stunts and contradictory content, but it was a pleasantly romantic experience all around, and I enjoyed myself. Extra credit for Q in that perfect blue color throughout. No complaints, a solid BL. 8/10

The Heart Killers (Weds Gaga) ep 1 of 12 - Jojo directs FirstKhao & JoongDunk in an action romcom about assassin brothers (Khao & Joong) who meet a tattoo artist (First) and a cocky mechanic (Dunk). I'm highly amused that Joong plays the older brother to Khao and that we have a take on the Taming of the ShrewBL. This has all GMMTV's best chemistry in one BL and some fresh concepts that I've only seen tackled in m/m romance novels (check out Amy Lane's Racing for the Sun, thank me later). My only quibble is Jojo, I like his style but his characters can get unreliably messy so…... this gonna be interesting.

Buckle up buttercups I got thoughts:

Frankly, I haven’t decided if this is good or so bad and so camp that it’s good? The latter I suspect. Either way, I’m enjoying it very much, but I had very little doubt that I would. This falls into so many of my wheelhouses. Not just the premise but the casting and the approach and the script. They pretty much knocked it out of the park with the first episode: one night stand + safe sex + linguistic negotiation = I’m in! During the opening sequence I spent the entire time worried about how many fingerprints Bison was leaving everywhere. And then I realized this show is going to require DEMAND we turn our brains entirely off.

We are in KinnPorshce / The Sign territory people. Take emergency precautions! Do not engage brain meats!

Kiss Me Kate only gay and hitmen? Frankly, it sells itself. The music is extremely stupid though. (Brain, stop it!) I gotta say that FirstKhao are good because…… FirstKhao. But JoongDunk are absolutely perfectly cast. Like: couldn’t be a better pair in these roles. Dunk, in particular, is slaying. I did not have Dunk as Petruchio down on my “best casting choice of all time” BL bingo card, but apparently there he is. Awesome.

Fourever You (Thurs YT) ep 8 of 16 - I’m warming up to the second couple a little bit. I actually don’t mind a bully romance the way some do. But this isn’t quite hitting the notes that I want from one. Still, I found this week more engaging than last week.

Secret Love (? YT?) 1-12 of 81 eps - They dropped 12 eps at once randomly on YT totaling about 20 min. So of course, I watched it. Because I have no self-control and STEPBROTHERS! Adopted into a rich family, boy falls in love with heir. But when he is made the heir instead, everything goes wrong. Now enemies the two boys reunite and sparks! I hate this format but dammit I love this utter dross. It’s very early Chinese BL feeling but from Thailand. I don’t care. It’s so stupidly great. This is my kind of BL.

Caged Again (Fri Gaga) ep 3 of 10 - There is something sweetly innocent and earnest about this show. It reminds me of Takara and Amagi or even Light On Me but less stiff - this one is quintessentially quirky and casually Thai about it. It’s interesting that this has an 18+ rating, which means it’s either gonna go very violent or sexy or both. Right now I can’t imagine that, it doesn’t suit. But I’m looking forward to seeing where this goes. Junior with his Mean Girl crop top moment is the goddess of the week though. Fierce queen penguin.

Perfect 10 Liners (Sun YT?) ep 4 of 24 - I love the side couple so damn much. How are they so adorable? Still not wild about the mains, and not likely to get there anytime soon. That said, I did like seeing the “sleeping in your boyfriend‘s class while he gives you his jacket” trope drop. We haven’t had that one for a really long time. My Engineer maybe?

Every You Every Me (Mon Gaga) ep 7 of 8 - I did find this installment kind of boring. I just don’t like actors as main characters. Much as I’m enjoying this show and I think the actors are doing a good job, I really do wish it was more like what we had been sold on: Connected reborn characters fated to be together over and over again. Not this weird little mishmash of whatever. I’m now annoyed by a format I was initially charmed by.

Jack & Joker (Mon IQIYI) ep 10-11 of 12 - still on hold until it ends or I can cope with the pain. I just can’t go into darkness right now.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Our Youth AKA Miseinen: Mijukuna Oretachi wa Bukiyo ni Shinkochu (Japan Tues Gaga) ep 3 of 11 - SNIFF TEST! But done by Japan so it’s that much better and more kinky. The way H looks at M pretty much defines naked lust. “I got extra beat up so you’d take pity on me and then I admitted it to you” is so damn warped I can’t even with this boy. This feral kid is gonna drive me feral. The power and the control and the execution of this show is just spectacular. I keep thinking about it after its done and telling people IRL about it. (I rarely talk BL IRL.) It’s classy. I do love it when Japan does classy BL for us.

See Your Love (Taiwan Weds Gaga) ep 6 of 13 - so completely and utterly adorable. The learning sign language thing! I loved it so much.

Love is Like a Poison AKA Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Japan Tues Netflix?) 10 of 12 eps - Possibly one of the best confessions of the year I have to say. Also a wonderful character growth arc for our lawyer. Exactly as one might hope. The plot twist was slightly predictable but still adds a delicious note of tension to our final episodes.

Blue Canvas of Youthful Days (China Sun iQIYI) eps 7-8 of 12 - You don’t want me but you won’t let anybody else have me either. The song of the repressed seme. I did like the irrational jealousy moment and a few other bits, of course the crying kiss. You know I love a crying kiss. Even if it’s a somewhat censored one. But this is also leaning a little bit darker than I want at the moment. This being China, I anticipate the darkness and doom getting worse not better.

Teenager Judge (Vietnam Sat YT) ep 9 of ? - The incredible migrating lip injury continues. Could we please get on with the BL aspect of this show? I’m getting frustrated as well as slightly bored at this juncture. Pacing darlings. Pacing.

Love in the Air: Koi no Yokan (Japan Sat Gaga) ep 4 of 10 - Still not sure. I think I like this better than the original, but I’m confused. I did make disgusted scoff noises and say “oh dear” a couple of times. Which makes me sound like a World War II grandpa (only the housemate's cat noticed), but is also classic me when profoundly disappointed by a piece of media. That’s said, the sex scene was pretty good. In the end, I wasn’t as frustrated by this version of these characters, but they didn’t have as many highs or lows as the original. So first half probably works out about the same in my all-purpose rating system. The true proof in the pudding is going to be couple number 2 tho......

It's airing but......

Winter Is Not The Death of Summer (Weds YT) ?? eps - Criminals who meet in prison fall in love. I did find it on YouTube, but I did not find any English subs for it. The first episode seems to be only six minutes long. It is very pulp. But it is intriguing. So I hope it gets some sort of international or something at some point. for now I’ll put it to the wayside.

Bad Guy My Boss (Thai Sun Gaga) 10 eps - I DNF'd at ep 7, I couldn't make it. I am weak. Life is hard enough right now, this show is making it harder. It’s not what I want from my entertainment.

Bad to Bed (Taiwan Sat YT) 10 eps - This is a little too low production value even for me + just very very odd. DNF