#jst based off of

[watermelon-cth]

Watching heartstopper and imaging steddie in certain scenes is really the ultimate act of gay

[moonlit-tulip]

Your Tumblr Statline definitely seems like it'd be different for your blog than it would for your biological instance, but the only difference I'm semi-sure of would be that you don't do much flirting on here, on account of it not being a great place for you to do so. LST is a private matter, anyway.

Beyond that... Your lowest stat is WOE but your stat-combination techs would still let you be a situational Melancholist, leaving JST your actual weakest area; critfishers just need more attack speed than you've got, though at least you aren't helpless if the party needs it. I might also be missing some kind of broken buff/element combination there; Nine Ring Circus doesn't explain those mechanics very clearly, let alone tutorialize them. Your FUR stat is only a little higher but the techs have much higher sustain, so you're a lot better at it in practice. WRD is high statwise but low damage; most of your passives and defensive buffs scale off it, including most of the roles JST is generally used for I think. NDV is your highest stat that attacks scale off of, because you add it to everything, sometimes more than once. It starts higher than WRD but grows slower and is now a little behind, though that's not at all obvious from your derived stats.

Overall: High-durability Support/NDV Burst Damage. Might be able to tank if external aggro management is available; native abilities better suited to stealth and evasion.

Thoughts?

Broadly agreed about WOE, and about JST in the tumblr context, although I'm not actually managing to envision what sorts of WOE-related combos you're thinking of, offhand.

I suspect you're underestimating my LST-in-the-tumblr-context, possibly due to not following my art-reblogging sideblog. Although I suppose it's true that my rates of flirting per se on tumblr are relatively low, even there.

(Speaking for myself, I'm not treating LST as particularly private; it's just sort of only an occasional thing for it to come up as relevant in my posts, on this blog, and particularly for it to do so in a central / not-just-offhand fashion, because I've got a general thing here where I've kind of ~carved out a niche I'm accustomed to posting-style-and-content-wise and have increasing amounts of trouble making posts the farther I move away from that style.)

FUR is probably the most ~difficult-to-place stat for me when analyzing myself, so your analysis there is particularly interesting. It fits, I suppose! Not many stat points invested in it, but getting good effects out of the ones I have invested.

As for WRD and NDV: your analysis here is very interesting, because it feels in some sense opposite to how I'd probably have analyzed the two. Although I agree that I've got pretty high levels of both, and I find them to be so intertwined around one another that it's hard to tell where one starts and the other ends, so I suppose that shouldn't be too surprising. But I usually think of NDV as the one I use for background synergies / passives / etc., while WRD is my main active stat both for offense and defense, and your analysis contrasts interestingly with that! Now I'm vaguely curious what it is that led your impressions to diverge from mine here.

(And then your analysis doesn't seem to include ART, and so I will refrain from commenting here on it for purposes of not biasing any future analyses you may do there.)

[meatlessmcmuffin]

watched that ever after high special with ravens mom and i thought she looked sooo bad … apple and raven mom portraits so i can make them look less like marketable dolls

[yumiis]

i’m in desperate need of reader having feelings for alastor but instead of telling him she completely distances herself (idk why but im obsessed w this concept)

I JST READ SOMETHING VERY SIMILAR TO THIS so i'll definitely be basing this piece off of this by @princekeerys !

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 away from you ; alastor x reader

　 ﾟ･｡･ﾟ

genre/type: fluff/comfort, blurb

Over the course of the several months you'd been in hell, a few things have happened. The literal Radio Demon was the one who found you when you arrived in hell, and upon seeing how scared you were, offered for you to stay at the Hazbin Hotel. You've learned a lot about Alastor, you even became one of his closest friends. Or, more so, someone whose presence he didn't hate.

Among these few months, you also happened to learn that Alastor is on the aroace spectrum. Which means, in layman's terms, he doesn't regularly feel romantic or sexual attraction. Which was terrible news for you. After learning that, you started distancing yourself from Alastor. He'll admit, it left him confused. He was actually starting to miss your company.

You took lengths like staying on the complete opposite side of the room he'd be in, not making eye contact with him, and you also stopped giving him his daily 'Good morning!'. It made him a little sad. You were going to do everything in your power to put your silly crush on the back burner, just to make him comfortable.

Eventually, a couple weeks passed, and Alastor was pretty upset that he basically hadn't seen you at all. He showed up at your bedroom door, almost knocking it down. You scrambled out of bed, opening the door. "Hi! Uhm, oh! Alastor!.." You weakly smiled, not looking him in the eyes.

He sighed, his eyes showing a bit of disappointment. "You can look me in the eyes, you know. Have I done something wrong, my dear?" He questioned, walking into your room. You shook your head, "No.."

"Then what ever is the matter? Why is it you're avoiding my every move?" He tilted his head, leaning on his staff. You groaned, might as well rip the bandaid off. "I know you don't romantically like people! I don't wanna bother you with my stupid crush on you!"

Alastor was honestly stunned for a moment, his eyes blankly staring at the top of your head. "If you're mad, you can just say that." You spoke, turning your back to him.

"Oh, sweetheart, why would I ever be mad? Your presence is quite literally the only one I enjoy in the hotel! I've grown to be a touch sad without you around, actually." He spoke honestly, putting a hand on your shoulder. "We can talk more details later, but for now, please stop distancing yourself. I miss you, sha."

[sluttysanemi]

what if, hypothetically, sanemi needs you to jack himself off????

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

YOU.

a/n: coming back w my sanemi content w esha's ask cuz shes my gorgeous, gorgeous girl whos jst a sweetie pie

c/w: smut, handjobs, sanemi is obsessed w u lol

He can't do it.

 His palm is so rough. 

He craves the soft, warmth of your hand. How your fingertips slide and caress his delicate veins. The way your thumb wandered over his bulbous tip, as pre-gathered, and traveled across his shaft. 

He became desperate thinking about it.

It was late in the night. He felt himself stir awake, as his shaft abruptly jerked within the thin material of his boxers. Pulsing. His erection heavy and needy. His body became immensely eager. 

He glances at your sleeping physique, his cheeks heated. His chest heaved, flowing unevenly 

You looked delectable, he thought, sinking his teeth to his lower lip. Vile thoughts swiftly clouded his mind. He pondered the supple feel of your body, the sounds you'd emit as he traveled his hands over the delicate regions of your body. 

He shouldn't wake you, he reasoned. He shouldn't be so selfish. 

So he attempted to relieve himself, gently palming his hand against the rigid bulge of his boxers. He tried to recite it precisely, the way you would. 

Nevertheless, it wasn't the same. 

And he knew he couldn't bring himself back to sleep. 

So, he acted selfishly. 

Climbing himself on top of you, he gently kisses at your neck, striving to stir you awake. Heavy rushes of his breath rolled from his lips, gliding across your flesh.. 

You shortly awoke. Slowly adjusting your sight, you could feel his body's desperation. The stiff swell of his arousal pressing against you. 

He soon excuses himself as he whispers lovingly into your ear.

“I’m sorry baby– fuck.. I didn't mean to wake ya’ i’m just...”, His breath came forward shakily. “I just really need you, sweet thing.. please?”

You gaze at him wistfully. His pleas awakened you slightly. You nod subtly, as you watch Sanemi pull his eager cock from the tight confines of his briefs. It stood upright, as pearly beads of pre trailed.

You wrap your fingers around the base, prompting a desperate gasp from Sanemi's lips. You could feel him quiver and throb keenly. 

You begin to pump, your fingertips caressing the prominent veins. Your thumb skimmed along the underside of his dick. 

He shouldn't be that excited. So eager. Yet he couldn't help it. 

He struggled to contain his eager whines and groans as his body was overcome with ecstasy. He felt like a hound in heat. 

He bit his lower lip, grasping the sheets and watched your fingers glide over his tender cock. 

He loved how you caressed him. Nobody could have made him feel the way you do. 

He couldn’t pleasure himself. He could only truly feel good beneath your hands. But he didn’t care.

All he could think of was your touch, as he eagerly rocked his hips against your hand. He was driven to reach the height of pleasure. The thrill of bliss. 

“That’s it– That’s it. Fuck– I need it. I n–need it.”, He babbled, his hips ruthlessly striking against your fingertips. 

He saw stars. The Sacred Gates of Nirvana. And it was all you. 

Your touch.

Your caress. 

Your body. 

He was feeling phenomenal, his thoughts obscured with you. His body tightened, and his thighs trembled humbly. 

You were exceptional at providing him pleasure. He couldn't be more thrilled. 

[bloomyeu]

peach eyes

pairing: bang chan x female reader

summary: in which chan and you struggle to convey the love you have for each other

word count: 1.7k

warnings: angst? fluff? comfort? :) not edited

a/n: channie is so soft i luv him. fic is based off peach eyes by wave 2 earth

masterlist | requests

He knew he loved you.

He really did, but at times he felt like it was never conveyed. The constant hours at the studio, the time away on tour, on a plane, at a showcase, hours that werent spent with you. He felt bad, when was the last time he kissed you? 3 weeks ago? Maybe 4?

Maybe its time he lets you go. 

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

You knew you loved him.

Yes he was always busy, yes he wasn't home, but with him you were complete and that was that mattered. No matter how much time was spent apart.

Maybe its time you let him know you love him.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Its been a few weeks since chan had last been home, and with the two weeks coming up to it, you could only think of how you could surprise him to make him feel the love you have for him. To hug and kiss him without anything holding you back.

He was supposed to be back at around 6pm. So you made everything he loved. A home cooked meal of jjajangmyeon, bobs burger on the tv, christmas candle lit, fuzzy blanket ready on the couch, and cuddles. 

The plan was to tell him how you felt as soon as you both finished dinner, although things don't always go exactly as planned. 

hey ynnie, flight got delayed :[ have no idea what time ill be home we also have a team dinner as soon as we land so dont wait up for me! im sorry baby, i rlly wanted to see u

hii channie awe thats sucks :/ i hope u have fun tnt and land safely!! will u still come tnt or r u gna stay at the dorms?

ur crazy i need to see u babe ofc ill be home ill jst be late

ok!!! ill be waiting <3

And with that dinner was put back in the fridge, candles were blown out, love confessions burned on your tongue, and tears were falling as you showered. 

You knew it wasn't his fault, he didn't even know. But it still hurt. 

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

He felt so bad.

All he wanted to do was come home and be in your arms, and yet the flight got delayed so he’d be back at around 9pm and had a dinner/team meeting/debrief as soon as he landed. Could it not wait till tomorrow?

He knew you were waiting for him, wanting to spend a day with him before the both of you are sprung back to work.

But life is unfair is it not?

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

It was around 1am when chan unlocked the front door of your(shared) apartment. 

The house was quiet, but he could hear Lorelei Gilmore talking about Chilton and whatnot.

“Ynnie, I’m home,” he whispered into the still apartment.

Walking into the kitchen, he noticed the food you’d prepared, and it made his heart swell. The jjajangmyeon, perfectly plated and covered with plastic wrap to keep it warm, the careful presentation that showed how much thought you’d put into making his favorite meal. You even remembered to set out his favorite pair of chopsticks—the ones you’d bought together during a trip to Japan.

The effort, the care, the love you’d put into this simple act of cooking for him—despite the long hours and despite knowing he might not even make it home in time to enjoy it—it all hit him like a wave. You still did these things for him, even when he felt he didn’t deserve it.

He could almost see you in the kitchen, humming softly to yourself as you cooked, imagining the smile on your face when you thought about how happy he’d be to come home to a meal made by you. The image was so vivid, so tender, that it made his chest tighten with emotion. He swallowed hard, trying to keep the tears at bay, but it was impossible not to feel overwhelmed by the depth of your love and how much he missed these moments with you.

He walked out of the kitchen before the tears could spill, hoping to pull himself together, but then he saw you on the couch.

You were wearing his shirt, the one that was a little too big on you but somehow looked perfect, hanging off your frame in that effortlessly beautiful way only you could manage. The fuzzy white blanket was wrapped snugly around you, keeping you warm as you slept. Your mouth was slightly agape, soft snores leaving your lips, and your hair was slightly tousled, as if you’d fallen asleep waiting for him.

He knew you’d tried to wait for him, and he’d never felt so guilty.

You never complained about the hours he worked, you never argued when he said “10 more minutes” at the studio—you were so good to him.

And yet he felt he treated you like crap.

And that realization only made him let out a choked sob.

He sank to his knees beside the couch, his hand reaching out to touch your face gently. You stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. Chan watched you sleep, his heart heavy with guilt and love. He wished he could turn back time, be there for you more, show you how much you meant to him.

He sat there for a while, just watching you sleep. The room was dim, the only light coming from the TV playing Gilmore Girls on low volume. The soft glow cast shadows on the walls, creating a peaceful, almost magical atmosphere. Chan took a deep breath, trying to steady his emotions. He knew he needed to be strong for you, to make things right. To treat you better.

Eventually, he got up and went to the bedroom. He changed into comfortable clothes and grabbed a spare blanket. He returned to the living room, covering you with the extra blanket before settling down on the floor next to the couch. He didn’t want to disturb you by trying to fit on the couch with you, but he wanted to be close.

As he layed there, he thought about all the times he’d missed, all the moments he should have been there for. He remembered the first time he met you, how your smile had lit up the room. He thought about all the little things you did for him, the way you always made him feel loved even when he was far away.

He made a silent promise to himself that he would do better. He would make more time for you, show you how much he loved you. He wouldn’t let his career come between you two anymore. He closed his eyes, hoping that tomorrow would be a better day, that he could start making things right.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Morning came, and you woke up to the smell of coffee. You blinked a few times, realizing you were still on the couch. The TV was off, and the apartment was filled with the soft morning light. You sat up, stretching and rubbing your eyes.

That’s when you saw Chan in the kitchen, making breakfast. He looked up and smiled when he saw you awake.

“Good morning, ynnie” he said softly.

“Hiii channie, good morning. How was the flight” you replied, your voice still groggy from sleep.

He walked over to you, holding a cup of coffee. “It was ok. made you some coffee.”

You took the cup from him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “Thank you.”

He sat down next to you, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and guilt. “I’m sorry about last night. I really wanted to be here with you.”

You shook your head, placing a hand on his. “It’s okay, it wasn't your fault. I know you’re busy. I just miss you.”

“I miss you too,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “I wish i was here more, with you. I want to be here for you more.”

You smiled, tears forming in your eyes. “I’d like that.”

He leaned in, kissing you softly. a kiss filled with love and promise, a vow to be better. You kissed him back, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. You knew it wouldn’t be easy, but you were willing to work through it together.

The two of you spent the morning talking, about anything and everything. It felt like you both were in your own bubble, just the two of you without any distractions. Chan told you about his tour, the places he’d seen, the experiences he’d had. You told him about your days, the little things that made you smile, the moments you wished he’d been there for.

As the day went on, you realized how much you’d missed these moments. The simple act of being together, sharing your lives. It was something you never wanted to take for granted again. 

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Over the next few weeks, things began to change. Chan made a conscious effort to be more present, to spend more time with you. He still had his responsibilities, his career, but he found a balance. He made sure to call you every day, even if it was just for a few minutes. He made time for date nights, for weekends away, for the little things that made your relationship special.

You could see the difference in him, the way he looked at you, the way he made you feel. The love was always there, but now it was more tangible, more real. You felt closer to him than ever before, and it made you realize how strong your love was.

as you were both sitting on the couch together, watching a movie, Chan turned to you, his eyes filled with emotion.

“Ynnie you know i love you right? you mean the world to me. Youre like my sunlight”

You smiled, your heart swelling with love. “I love you too, Channie, so much. With you I can do anything, were meant to be”

He pulled you into his arms, holding you close. “Always,” he whispered.

And in that moment, you knew that no matter what challenges came your way, you would face them together. Your love was strong, and it would endure.

fin.

masterlist | requests

[deerlino]

Hey!

I don't know if you write things like that,but could you maybe write a member x fem reader oneshot/drabble inspired by the song afraid by the neighbourhood? Like make it angstyyyy,jst like the song.Been feeling like this song lately.I know you write incredibly good,and i trust you with thatttt.

Ofc it's totally okay if you don't want to write this <33

I hope you have a great day and never forget to drink water and take care of yourself!❤️❤️

i’m still afraid ( lmh. )

lee minho | fem!reader

“i wake up, i’m afraid somebody else might take my place.”

synopsis. you and minho confront his deep-seated doubts and fears, grappling with the complexities of love and acceptance in your relationship. (857 words)

content. angst, based on the song “afraid” by the neighborhood, established relationship, anxiety, self-worth issues, relationship struggles, communication issues, insecurities, hurt/comfort, ambiguous ending (?)

warnings. physical violence (minho slams his fist into a wall once), emotional distress (self-doubt, anxiety, and feelings of worthlessness), verbal conflict (heated arguments and shouting between characters), depression, anxiety and fear

authors notes. long time no chat! sorry for disappearing—i've been on vacation in italy, so writing took a backseat. >_< but i managed to squeeze in this request on the bus. hope you enjoy it, anon! <3 i tried to stick to the song as much as possible, but i did go off track a bit while writing—hope that's okay. T_T love serving up some delicious angst for you guys, haha. enjoy! (ps: thanks for the sweet words, anon. really appreciate it, my love!) <3 <3

The room feels suffocatingly small as you and Minho stand on opposite sides, the silence between you filled with the echoes of your harsh words. It’s another night where his self-doubt and anxiety have spiraled into a fight that neither of you can control.

“Why do you always have to push me away?” you shout, frustration boiling over. “Why can’t you see that I’m here because I love you?!”

Minho’s eyes are wild with emotion, his voice trembling as he retorts, “You don’t get it! You never will! I’m nothing but a burden to you.”

“Stop saying that!” you scream, tears streaming down your face. “You’re not a burden. You’re everything to me, but you keep trying to convince me otherwise.”

He turns away, his shoulders shaking. “Maybe you should listen to me for once. Maybe you’d be better off without me.”

The words hit you like a punch to the gut, and you struggle to breathe. “Do you really want me to leave? Is that what you want?”

He slams his fist into the wall, leaving a dent. “No! But I can’t stand the thought of you wasting your time on someone like me.”

You step closer, your voice softer now but no less intense. “Minho, look at me. Please.”

He reluctantly turns, his eyes red-rimmed and filled with despair. “Why can’t you see it? I’m broken. I’m scared all the time that you’ll see what a mess I am and leave.”

You reach out, your hand trembling, and cup his face. “I’m not going anywhere. I love you, even when you’re a mess. Especially when you’re a mess.”

He pulls away, his voice breaking. “But why? Why would you stay? Everyone else left when they saw the real me.”

Your heart breaks at his words, the raw pain in his voice cutting deep. “Because I’m not them. I’m not going to leave you just because things get tough. I want to be here for you, Minho. I want to help you.”

He laughs bitterly, wiping at his tears with the back of his hand. “You can’t fix me. No one can.”

“I’m not trying to fix you,” you whisper, stepping closer again. “I just want to love you. Is that so hard to accept?”

He looks at you, his expression a mixture of anger and sorrow. “Yes, it is. Because I don’t feel worthy of your love.”

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your voice. “But you are. You’re worth everything to me.”

He collapses onto the bed, burying his face in his hands. “I wish I could believe that.”

You sit beside him, placing a hand on his back. “We can work through this together. We can find a way.”

He looks up at you, his eyes filled with hopelessness. “What if we can’t? What if I drag you down with me?”

“Then we’ll figure it out,” you say firmly. “But I’m not giving up on you, Minho. Not now, not ever.”

- - -

One night, you find him sitting on the balcony, staring out into the darkness. You join him, the cool night air doing little to soothe the tension between you.

“What are you thinking about?” you ask softly.

He doesn’t look at you, his voice barely above a whisper. “How easy it would be for you to leave.”

You feel a pang of hurt but try to keep your voice calm. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ve told you that.”

He finally turns to you, his eyes filled with unshed tears. “But what if one day you wake up and realize I’m not worth it? That all this pain and struggle isn’t worth it?”

You take his hand, squeezing it tightly. “Minho, I won’t lie to you. It’s hard sometimes. But I love you, and that makes it worth it. We’ll get through this.”

He shakes his head, pulling his hand away. “I don’t deserve you.”

“You do,” you insist, your voice breaking. “You deserve to be loved and cared for. You deserve happiness.”

He stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth. “No, I don’t. I’m a mess. I’m scared all the time. I push you away because I can’t stand the thought of you realizing I’m not worth it and leaving.”

You stand up too, blocking his path. “Minho, stop. Just stop. You’re not alone in this. I’m here, and I want to be here. Please, let me help you.”

He looks at you, his eyes filled with anguish. “How? How can you help me when I can’t even help myself?”

“We can get through this together,” you say desperately. “We can find help, talk to someone. We can do whatever it takes, but you have to let me in.”

He collapses back onto the chair, his head in his hands. “I’m so scared,” he whispers.

You kneel beside him, wrapping your arms around him. “I know. But you don’t have to be scared alone. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

It won’t be easy, but with love and patience, you know you can help Minho heal. And maybe, just maybe, one day he’ll believe that he’s worth it too.

© deerlino (est. 130724) ༯ heyo, did you enjoy this piece? if you did, maybe you could reblog, drop a comment, or shoot me an ask to let me know your thoughts. also, feel free to check out my other stuff! thanks a bunch for the support! <3

[malchaz]

Yh Malejandro cuz I love them I have a special attachment to them no one understands🙏🙏🙏

Ts was made before the Aleheather one I posted earlier 🐊

Based off this image🎉🎉🎉🎉🦈🦈🦈🦈

I jst love finding random images and redrawing it with Td characters🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

[lupincentral]

The 2023 Japanese Kabuki stage play based on the works of Lupin III is coming to home video in Japan!

Due to release on August 7th 2024, the show will be coming to both DVD and Blu-ray format disc complete with full English subtitles! Also included on the disc are bonus videos, including an interview with both the shows script writer (Kataoka Ainosuke VI) and director (Kazuhisa Tobe). Those pre-ordering the set can also receive five exclusive post cards, art cards, and a sleeve case.

The Blu-ray will retail at around 13,200 ($80) Japanese yen, while the DVD will go on sale for around 10,560 ($67) yen. If you live abroad and are looking at ordering yourself a copy, you may want to check local import websites, such as CD Japan, for easier ordering - just beware customs charges and additional import costs.

If the physical set is a little too out of your price range, the play is getting an additional live-streaming event on the 11th of August 2024, which kicks off at 9pm JST. Just like the physical release, the streamed version will include English subtitles. Tickets are on sale for the price of 4,000 yen ($25~) with an additional 200 yen on top for those overseas (around a dollar extra).

Once finished, an archive of the stream will be available to watch for seven days, finishing on the 18th of August, 2024.

For more details, read our full news article:

[kelperings]

drawing based off the sweetest drabble known to man written by @dansconcepts !!!

THE DRABBLE WILL BE BELLOW!!’ PLEASE GO READ IT GUYS ITS VERY SWEET!! thank u to the writer for letting me draw art of this (unless i tripped the hardest of balls or i had a convo w someone else and confused it for this. I THINK IT WAS THIS THOUGH!!’n) eitherway, i loved reading this and u guys will too <33

aughwhhw ive jst finished ep8 (despair arc 4) of the dr anime and im losinh my mind, will draw smth over it eventually!!!!

[mikeeel]

always 'nd forever seungcheol x mixed!reader (MY REPPP) bestfriends to lovers!au (YAAAAAAAAAA) warnings: not much, jst dirty things & suggestive not explicit smut but yanno they get naked, weed, Idk

based off of girl with the tattoo.lewd by miguel

IMAGINE:

you and seungcheol had been bestfriends for as long as you could speak. you two were glued to the hip since youth and no matter how many times you tried to break apart, you always managed to come back to each other. you've never known anyone different. it's always been you and him. it was visible you were close. so visible, your classmates would ask either of you where the other was when they weren't present, because if anyone would know where one was, the other would know. and it's correct. you always knew. you shared everything, you've seen everything. nothing was, embarrassing between you two, i mean, you've bathed with each other for god's sake! that's what close friends do. and since he always defended you when people would comment on your skin colour and then your parents' LACK of colour, you always found him a safe place, a comfort zone. and since he was always alone, you gave him company within a big house.

'girl! where are you?' yunjin waves in your face, pulling a face as she snaps you back into reality. 'sorry, uh,' you scramble to find the notes you were reading over. but your phone vibrates.. cheollie :) is ringing you swipe your phone quicker than yunjin could blink and you answer it with a honey-dew like voice. 'hello?' you say while twirling your hair like a 14 year old girl. you smile cheekily while yunjin pulls the most disgusted face known to man. 'uhm, yeah i'm studying with yunjinnie.. uhh, we're like done now basically hahaha.' you cutely giggled as you falsely claim that you've finished everything (you haven't even started) and start packing away. 'a party?' you stop in your tracks and yunjin's eyes widen. you look at yunjin and she shrugs, egging you on to reply. 'sure, i'll go. yunjin will come with me,' you say as you mouth sorry to a pissed off yunjin. 'okay. love you, bye' you hang up and slap your head repetitively. you can never say no to seungcheol and it's starting to piss you off. 'are you serious, y/n? our project is due in two days.' yunjin scolds you and proceeds to pack up too. 'yunjin, please! this could be my chance.' you beg her with pleading eyes. 'smch, whatever,' she rolls her eyes and grabs you to get ready for the party.

you knock on the door of the house literally vibrating from the loud dj music and screaming. seungkwan opens the door with a desperate look on his face. seungcheol is attempting to chug from a keg but is failing miserably. as you watch him you hear yunjin whisper, "why don't you show him you can do everything he can?" as you remember all the times he says you were too 'afraid' to have fun. you walk over there and snag it from seungcheol's hands. as you chug it and chug it, everyone is egging you on. as you remove your lips and look up from the keg, seeing stars mixed with people's faces the whole room is silent. everyone is looking at each other while seungcheol looks at you in shock. he gives you the widest, shit-eating grin ever and exclaims. 'fuck yeah!!' cheers and roars of encouragement are heard as everybody slaps your shoulders and back. dokyeom shakes your hand. 'well done, y/n. i knew you could do it. i'm about to cry,' he starts to weep dramatically and you roll your eyes. 'y'all can't take no shit.' you kiss your teeth as you whip your head away from him. dokyeom laughs out loud and slaps cheol on his back. 'i forget your girl's british and jamaican. combination of two worlds,' he attempts to do a british accent but pathetically fails. but what you focus on is that dk called you seungcheol's 'girl'? and, he didn't react but laugh and slap him on the back of his head. you can't lie, it got you flustered but that's normal right? right..

'come on, dk. lay off it. your british accent is almost as bad as your engineering final grades,' vernon chuckles as the three of you bust up laughing as dokyeom walks off with an attitude. you don't forget what you came here for though, so you tap cheol on the shoulder. 'hey, can we talk?' you whisper in his ear, he nods and pulls you closer to whisper back. his hot breath fanning across your neck and ear as he whispers. 'yeah of course darling, what about?' you freeze. you personally combusted into a million flames and literally FELT like you were on fire. you felt like you were about to pass out and fawn like women did in those really old movies. you pull him closer until he turns his head and silence.. everything seems silent. it was only for 20 seconds or so but it felt like eternity in his eyes. you snapped out of it though when you dragged to a typical spin the bottle. cheol shouts in agreement as he puts out his hand. 'wanna do it?' as his eyes trace your features. your perked lips and brown eyes with falsies flashing at him. you look beautiful, he's mesmerised. you put your hands in his. 'only if it's with you.' you say as you squeeze his hand. he flashes a golden boy smile as he holds your hand to walk to the living room.

'okay, y/n. you spin,' dokyeom says while taking a swig of some bacardi. you shake your head and spin. it spins and lands on vernon. everyone laughs and chants 'kiss' as you shrug. you don't give a fuck, you downed so many shots and had that big bowl of alcohol, you don't remember what's what and you don't care either.

'sexy, give me a kiss,' you slur as a joke and climb to vernon and grab his face. you kiss him long, slow and hard. everyone in the room is shocked, except one.

seungcheol.

he's bursting at the seams inside actually, trying not to rip you off vernon and show you exactly who deserves you. his clenched teeth and fists, he's mad. and dk noticed. he clears his throat before you start to get deeper in the kiss with vernon. you two break apart and you let out the most obvious giggle ever. vernon shakes his head as you turn your body around to sit on him, and vernon snakes his hands around you to wrap himself around you and whispers in your ear. you giggle and whisper back at his ear as your head tilts backwards onto his shoulders. this is when seungcheol breaks and stands up and proceeds to storm out the living room. you're too focused on vernon's shoe crevices to even notice he's gone until you noticed the long silence with everyone looking at you.

'what?' you question as you turn to ask seungcheol what's going on, you saw he wasn't there anymore. yunjin slaps vernon's hand from your waist.

'girl? did you forget what you here for?' yunjin hushers as she pushes you off. your eyes widen as you run off to find seungcheol.

he's upstairs in his room, window open and looking out into the street. faint barking and alarms can be heard with the midnight sky. the house feels quieter, but he doesn't care that much. 'vernon? you gotta be shitting me,' he says to himself.

you walk up the stairs, towards the back of the house where seungcheol's room is, cursing yourself for not thinking. that's exactly what you NEVER do. you see the door is slightly ajar so you creep in. you scowl as you see a cigarette. as you take the cigarette from his hand, he looks up at you with jealousy in his eyes but a twang of hurt too. 'stop smoking, i told you it's not attractive,' you say as you twist and turn it on the ashtray. 'says the one who smokes blunts,' he grunted as you laughed. 'only when i go to jamaica,' you stand next to him and fiddle with your jeans. 'do you like me, y/n?' he asks and you tense. a long exhale is heard as you scratch your head. 'yeah,' you say straight up. cheol nods. silence occurs and you get more uncomfortable by the second. 'it's okay if you don't like me back. i get it,' you stammered. he shakes his head. 'i've been waiting for you for you to like me back since i turned 15. trust me, there's a lot of things that i'm not, but the one thing i am is in love with you,' he said, but his lip twitched. usually it means he's nervous so you move your hand to his. 'i'm sorry for kissing vernon,' you whisper, squeezing his hand. you've both held hands many times but this time, it just feels different, it feels real. 'it's okay n/n. you can kiss me instead,' he turns his head to face you. you feel sober, he made you realise, he's your reality, your future. he always had been. your eyes get glossy as you admire his features. you lean in to kiss him, his lips flushed against yours. over time, you get closer, touchier. you feel him, here, now. you break apart. the only light in the room is moonlight as he leads you to his bed. 'i want to show you how vulnerable i am for you, y/n,' cheol begins slowly rising his shirt, showing his heartbeat tattoo on his heart. his body sculpted by god, perfecting itself in the shining light. you truly are in him completely. 'i'm vulnerable for you, seungcheol. i always have been,' you unbuckle your corset top as you let it fall, revealing your blue, lacy bra. he inhales as he tries to contain himself, he unties his sweatpants and lets them fall too, kicking them to a random place in his room. you undo your jean buttons, removing your trousers. you're both left in your underwear, you nod and begin taking them off, revealing your nude bodies. you feel cold as the open window brushes wind through your body, making you shiver. cheol laughs as he walks towards you. he opens his arms, leaving you to make the choice to embrace him or not. you're hesitant, but you step closer and hold him. you stay like that for a bit, holding each other.

he lets you go and slowly lowers you onto the bed, prepared to show you how much he truly loves you.

[slut4bill]

Honestly people who judge other people's style piss me off sb. Cause tf r u even complaining abt? First of all, it doesn't affect you, and second why should I have to change how I dress and how I like to do my makeup because you're not comfortable with me expressing myself through clothing?? As long as I don't have my tits or ass out jst stfu. How bored do you have to be to seriously judge ppl based on how they like to dress. It's fucking pathetic and annoying.

small rant bc I'm fed-up w ppl telling me to 'dress normal' and to 'wear natural makeup' :3

[sweetsparadise]

How to do Q-Lia/Kamio Japan fanart like you? :3

omg ty for asking :3 tis actually super easy my friend!!! this is basically what many of the oldschool kawaii adoptable makers wld do (so pwease dont get mad at me for tracing T_T i can often tell exactly what memo theyd used lol). i use paint.net cuz its super duper simple n if i ever need to do something more specific like blurring (not v applicable to pixeling) i jst open clip studio paint for a minute. its much preferable to me to do most my drawing on paint thx to the super simple ui ^_^ this method is only for official art never trace over original art of course!!! anyway i start with a memosheet that ill brighten n desaturate like this. then on a new layer i trace the lineart

this is optional if u dont have super duper bad tremors like moi, but i make lines exclusively with the curve tool! (1px with aliasing off) its probably quicker if u can jst do it by hand, but i must use my workaround. another tip for my tremor bros is turning ur mouse sensitivity all the way down. i keep it pretty low all of the time n just got used to it but u can turn it back up after ur finished. thats how i manage to color nicely :3

as for coloing i rly dont have much advice, i just keep the original memo at a glance to reference. one cool thing u can do is go to make ur subject super tiny then going to effects>color>quantize, this will make it way easier to colorpick n have a consistant palette!!!

this is my litte tremor friendly shading hack, turning aliasing back on, making the brush huge n using just the edges of it to shade specific sections that ill select with the wand c: if this is actually a hack or jst a regular method of shading idk i dont watch art tutorials myself x3

if anyone uses this tutorial pweeeeeeeaaase lemme kno so i can see ur art cuz i looooooooove these stationery characters to death n love art based off of thm ^_^

[eldragon-x]

I'm really curious how Mirabelle and Loop would interact with each other because I keep thinking about how she just kinda assumed Siffrin to be this cool mysterious indifferent and kinda mean rogue which is a facade that was broken twice, once when they saved Bonnie and once during act 5.

"Cool mysterious indifferent and kinda mean" sounds like an archetype. It puts Siffrin on a pedestal. It'd be more real and accurate to say that he keeps to himself and suppress a lot of things and shows affection and care in his own way. Which is true for Loop, too.

And I can see her falling into that too when getting to know Loop, especially considering they're such an enigma and it's easy to assume they're some kinda mysterious force of the Universe. Would she also percieve Loop as mean? Would Loop even interact with her in any way similar as they do to Siffrin?

Even considering their confident and rude persona is a persona they've adapted to get on Siffrin's nerves, I can imagine it becoming genuine because it's something to fall back on. I can see it either progressively coming out as they get more comfortable around the party or it already being there as a way to deal with the pressure of being around them.

Based on them openly saying it's no wonder that the Change God statue in the house looks bad considering Mirabelle made it, it's possible that they're willing to tease her (even if they're not making comments as openly as they do with Siffrin). And I don't neccessarily think Mirabelle would take it to heart, she understands some people make friends through teasing and she's aware she's easy to tease. But it's easy to imagine her putting Loop into the role of "the REAL mysterious and mean one" until she eventually finds out they're also just some guy dealing with shit. Though depending on how harsh they're willing to be, I can imagine her being rather distant towards or even disliking them. Again, they can come across as genuinely insensitive towards Siffrin, but they know where to draw the limits when interacting with him. And there's a difference between interacting with their alternate self and alternate selves of their friends.

Aaand I kinda meantioned this before but I'd find it interesting to think about how they feel about each other once Loop's whole story surfaces. Mirabelle already felt bad for bringing everyone along on a seemingly hopeless quest and she was worried Siffrin isn't happy on this journey anymore when she picks up on them acting off so finding out that another version of them got desperate enough to make a wish that ended up removing them from their timeline is. A Lot to take in I imagine. And it's not hard to imagine Loop feeling guilt towards the party as a whole too.

Idk I'm jst rambling

[imasallstars]

SSR/SSR+ 【Midsummer☆Heart Meets Heart】Shin Sato

“I don't mind if you avert your eyes but... it'll make me so much more happier if you looked at me instead. okay?“

FOCUS STAT 　　　7176 DANCE TOTAL APPEAL 　　　 15 691 Skill:「Seductive Hourglass Figure♪」 　　　 (Alternate) For every 6 seconds, there is a 35~52.5% chance that COMBO BONUS will be decreased by 20% and a SCORE BONUS, based off the team’s strongest Score Bonus adding on a 70% boost, will occur for 3~4.5 seconds. Center Skill:「Passion Princess」 　　　When only PASSION-type idols are in your unit, all cards gain a 50% boost in their appeal.

※ this card is available through scouting from the Inviting Summer Romance gacha available until August 16th 14:59 JST. This card may return, in the case of a rerun of the Inviting Summer Romance gacha.

[hetalianhistorian]

New "Holiday Marche" illustrations for an the newest Hetalia x Charalog collab!!

Source link: https://www.chara-log.com/view/news/20240802115410 Preorders will begin on August 8th, 12:00 PM JST. (Which is ongoing now since this posts is late. More information to be posted tonight). All products will be released in November of 2024, with preorder period ranging from August 8th to September 9th. According to the website, the illustrations are based off another illustration made for a WEB lottery. These goods are considered the third in the "dresele mini-series", which focuses on costumes of some sort.

Product line-up, prices, and information:

Trading Can Badges - ¥440 yen each / ¥3,520 each set - Size is 57mm and the material is tinplate and paper. There will also be a free badge with every box purchase as well with its own unique design! If you order from Animate, you will receive a badge featuring the Axis. If you order from AmiAmi, you will receive a badge featuring the Allies.

Trading Stickers - ¥440 yen each / ¥3,520 each set - Size is 65mm in width and 65mm in height. Material is made out of paper.

Acrylic Stands - ¥1,650 yen each - Size is 150mm in width and 150mm in height.

Acrylic Carabiner - ¥1,650 yen each - Size is 70mm in width and 70mm in height.

Cafe Tumbler - ¥2,200 yen each - Size is 494mm in width and 132mm in height. Material is made out out of bamboo fiber and Polypropylene.

Jute Bag - ¥3,300 yen each - Size is 220mm in width, 220mm in height, and 110mm in depth. Made out of dietry fiber. For a preorder exclusive, you will receive one bonus tag charm! It will not be included if you purchase from any other site other than Charalog. You can choose which tag you'd want. This product is made out of acrylic.

You can order from Charalog, Animate, AmiAmi, and other anime websites.