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khaoala · 4 months ago

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Hi, sorry for making my problem your problem, but I'm feeling a little low for a variety of reasons, including the fact that, despite my best blocking skills, I still haven't been able to fully avoid the ppl throwing shade at KB/FK's impact (or lack thereof according to them) in THK (seriously, feels like I'm unwillingly stuck in an endless game of whac-a-mole just with bad takes/poor fandom etiquette!). So I thought I'd try and take my mind off it by sending you an extremely self-indulgent ask! As an FK fan extraordinaire (and one of my fave giffers btw), what are your:

favourite scenes from each of their shows?

favourite FK moments from real life?

hopes and dreams for THK finale?

hopes and dreams for the Holy Grail of FK shows? E.g. ideal plot or genre, relationship dynamic, supporting cast, director, etc.

And now for the harder questions! Your mission, should you choose to accept, is to convert an unbeliever into an FK stan (of them as both separate actors and as a pairing). You can only pick ONE scene from their entire repertoire for each category. Go!

best acting from First

best acting from Khao

best acting from FK as a pairing

best demonstration of FK's chemistry

best kiss (aesthetics+characterisation+emotion+context+whatever other criteria you choose!)

I eagerly await your answers! (but obvs you're under no obligation to respond - tbh, even just forming the ask has helped lighten my mood! Feel free to ignore or to throw it over to someone else if you'd rather, or even if there's anyone else you think would be interested in contributing - I just enjoy hearing other ppl's 'FK as Acteurs' highlights! Someone gushing about my faves = instant serotonin boost!)

In return (and as tribute to your new handle), I offer you this, imo, grossly overlooked example of Khao pulling his signature Khaoala move: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/GhSzVQvX0AAm7mh?format=jpg&name=900x900 ...😉

i'm sorry about that, anon. curating your online bubble can be a lot of work and it's not always 100% and i'm sorry you're getting stressed bc of that. i'm not sure if you're going to the tags on either twitter or tumblr, but i'd recommend you stay away of those. twitter is a bit more difficult, but once you get your little bubble things get better but for tumblr, if you're just looking for pretty edits like the ones fandom provides, i'd recommend checking only the thkedit tag. it's a lot better than dealing with the trolls with poor fandom etiquette. i hope you find a space you feel more comfortable and welcomed, anon, i know i say this often, but fandom spaces are supposed to give you relief and not headaches.

you didn't even ask for advice and i'm already rambling, i'm so sorry, but to your questions which were such a delight to receive (you have no idea how happy i felt for being called a fk fan extraordinaire and to know i'm one of your favorite giffers. i love to know people like the things i do, it does wonders to my self-esteem).

ATTENTION!

this is a nearly 2000 word-vomit reply where i talk in length about my favorite topic of the last couple of years, firstkhaotung. i'm sorry for not being able to be concise. pls have the picture the anon sent as their favorite khaoala moment which i must agree, is extremely underrated, as a form of apology.

1.favourite scenes from each of their shows? (i'll just pick the ones they were paired together bc you know, there's a lot)

the eclipse - akkayan's first kiss in akk's room. that scene is so important to them, and also to me. the way ayan was so careful with akk, he took his time, gave akk room to assess the situation, back away if he wanted to. how softly he spoke to akk and how scared akk was of all of that. that scene was beautiful beautiful beautiful and so well acted, too.

moonlight chicken - listen, i know they only have three scenes, but they are all very important to me, alright? with that being said, the scene in alan's office. alan is smiling like gaipa hung the stars in the sky with his bare hands and it's full sunshine mode, and first's smile is so beautiful, and he's flirty, gaipa is oblivious, it's just so sweet. they are healing and that's amazing.

only friends - the fight in sand's apartment. though the therapy scene is just as amazing, i feel like the apartment fight has so much impact. the way sand was collected the whole time and only allowed himself to break down once ray was out of earshot. and how ray was so distraught by the idea of the one person he thought he could trust betraying him, it was awful. it makes me teary to this day.

the heart killers - the scene at the beach in ep. 8. thank you first for adding a whole monologue to this scene. i can totally understand why that's his favorite. the tiredness, the desolation, they are both so exhausted and bison doesn't want to fight anymore and he's angry, but he loves kant, and kant doesn't want to lie to bison and wants him to know that. it's beautifully acted. i stayed on that scene for days. it made my heart hurt so good.

2. favourite FK moments from real life?

i have too many that i suddenly forgot as soon as i read this question, so at some point i might even add to this when i remember. but the one i can think about right now was when they were on arm's share for first's birthday and khaotung's wish for first in the upcoming year was: "as you grow, you might find more people, but if you do, let them go, stay only with me instead."

3. hopes and dreams for THK finale?

i do hope for a wedding. i didn't want a double wedding bc i find them so tacky, but with the recent talks with fadelstyle + style's dad, that might be where they are going IF they are even going to have one. as you might have noticed, i'm not stressed about the finale. i think they'll have time enough to access the most urgent matters (gay sex in prison) and with fadelbison spending their time locked up, they'll have all the room to live normal lives like they wished. bison talked about assassins not being able to have a home, family and a lover so i hope they get all of that and more.

4. hopes and dreams for the Holy Grail of FK shows? E.g. ideal plot or genre, relationship dynamic, supporting cast, director, etc.

oh man, i'd love for them to work with the women in gmm, first of all. and i know i had a talk about gl people hating men (with reason in some cases) but gmm loves to experiment with them, so pls let them act with namtanfilm (these four in a show would make my brain stupid happy). sarah pitched an idea that was very similar to the one i had in my head, though hers have first and film as siblings, but the premise would be the same. one trying to help the other approach their crushes. it's silly, slice of life, light comedy stuff which i know they can pull off just as well as the heavy drama stuff.

i'd also love to see them in a show a la sammon with the thriller and investigation vibes. but i'm no fanfic writer and i'm happy with most plots i'm given and if it's them, i know it'll be well-acted.

as for directors, p'aof is the pick for most bl stans, and i agree, i hope they get the chance to work with him again, and have fk as the mains this time. i'd love to see them work with p'nuchy as well, from not me, or the director of be my favorite and who's going to direct joongdunk's and skynani's shows this year. he's amazing, i loved what he did with be my favorite, and while i'm not sure if i'll tune in for either of these new shows, i know he'll do great.

(i love that you deemed this first questions as easy and these one as harder, because let me tell you, i had a hard time with both sets!

1.best acting from First

i can only talk about what i've seen, and despite hearing all the praises for his portrayal of a girl stuck in boy's body in the shipper, i didn't have the guts to watch it yet. i was debating between the "break-up" scene in front of yolo and this one, but i need to praise first as akk. while gmm was going their reprise of the eclipse last year, i took that chance to rewatch the show as well, and i can't believe first didn't get a nomination for his portrayal of akk. he's spectacular in his scenes as this hard-working, perfectionist, in-the-closet, slightly homicidal and self-destructive student prefect. the one scene that makes me stop for like five minutes every time is the one where thua exposes him as the curse and he cries in the stairs. and i know there are people who aren't fan of scenes that are heavy on the dramatics, but that scene alone is so sad and first manages to express that masterfully bc it's terrifying yes, but it also feels cathartic in a way bc there's no weight of that lie on him anymore, so he cries ans sobs and leans on aye for support. idk, it just stuck with me for such a long time.

2. best acting from Khao

ray was khao's best performance in my opinion, and while i agree with everyone who mentions his therapist scene (which was a masterpiece honestly, no one and i mean no one would be able to deliver that one other than him the way he did), i'll go with mew's birthday party. i remember watching the bts of that scene and force was speechless and said that was his favorite scene they had shot until then, and man, there's a reason for that. he ate that up! the pure anger and control of the scene he had. the room was full of people but everyone's eyes were on him, and ray was terrifying in that one. that's what i mean when i say khaotung might be shorter than most of his co-stars but he knows when to use his presence to appear actually menacing. ray on mew's birthday party was scary.

3. best acting from FK as a pairing

you said i have to convince a non believer to stan fk, so i'll use the scene where they reconcile in only friends, ep. 10, if i'm not mistaken bc when you have a scene that was a page or two long, and direction shortened shortened shortened it until it was only an "i'm sorry" and they acted so well that it was convincing enough to make you, the audience, fully believe in the sincerity of the apology and the love and regret that laced their hug, that's a skill. they acted their asses off in that scene and the only line of dialogue was an apology.

4. best demonstration of FK's chemistry

okay so for this one, i'll say every time they showed casual intimacy. i feel like it's so easy for them to ignore casual intimacy in shows, but especially as kantbison, fk showed so much of their chemistry in the little touches. they are a very physical couple and they are comfortable being in each other's embrace and it's beautiful to see that being portrayed. holding hands, worshiping each other's bodies, sniffing their hair, kissing their knuckles, just feeling each other close, that's when you felt they are actually each other's person, they are actually so into each other that even crawling under each other's skin wouldn't be enough.

5. best kiss (aesthetics + characterisation + emotion + context + whatever other criteria you choose!)

most beautiful kiss i always think about the smoke kiss in only friends just because the aesthetic of it was amazing. the build up to it was amazing, and hot and heavy with tension and it was so delicious. i scream every time they kiss for the first time in shows, but the smoke kiss left me with my jaw in the ground for several minutes.

alternatively, in thk, the beach kiss for how meaningful it was since it was their first kiss with no lies between them, and the swing kiss that was perfect, they were so into that kiss and it felt so earned, too. fk really knows how to kiss.

also, akkayan's bridge kiss in our skyy 2, never forget that kiss. they were into it and delivering like no one else. absolutely gorgeous.

and let's remember all the pecks, too, because i have a soft spot for all of them. kantbison, yet again, carrying it in the pecks department (did you guys notice that kantbison kissed every ep? it was amazing to see).

and i think this is it? i finally managed to answer everything. ngl, i answered your ask first before a couple others that are sitting on my inbox bc i feel you needed the pick me up and i love talking about firstkhao. this was very fun. thank you for sending me this, and i hope you feel better.

#bibs ask #Anonymous #bibi shut up challenge #failed #but this was incredibly fun ngl i enjoy talking about them way too much #firstkhao #firstkhaotung #first kanaphan #khaotung thanawat

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e-vay · 4 months ago

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I was looking through your au guide, and I noticed that the eclipse story wasn’t there. Is it non-canon to your au or just an au branch?

And while I’m on the subject of eclipse, how did the transformation happen in the first place? I know you have stated that it can happen through too much negative energy or anger, but I mean in, “When the Light Goes Out” itself. I’ve always been curious.

The idea of Eclipse was just an exploration of a 'dark' form of Aurora, it wasn't meant to be canon to my stories. Even in the first post I made about Eclipse, I called it an AU (or as you put it: an AU branch).

"When The Light Goes Out" was a ficlet made by KBSpeeding when she was still on tumblr. Even though it was called a "collab," KB did all the writing for it. I just made some supplemental images to go along with the story. Because KB was the author and because KB's no longer on tumblr, I can't answer anything that isn't covered in the fic.

#ask me #evayQA #aurora the hedgehog #eclipse #eclipse aurora #dark!aurora #when the light goes out #kbspeeding #sonic trash

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mariacallous · 14 hours ago

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Hundreds of young women in floral sundresses and cowboy boots are line-dancing on the floor of a ballroom in a Dallas convention center. The bows and barrettes in their hair bob as they clap, stomp, twirl, and shimmy to the Christian hip-hop song “Church Clap” by KB featuring Lecrae. The many young mothers in the audience bounce their newborns on their hips and mouth the lyrics. “Do liberals do this?” asks the woman seated next to me, a flaxen-haired accountant from Kansas City dressed in Jackie Kennedy tweed. I have to concede that usually they do not, unless copious amounts of alcohol and/or ketamine are involved. I hate how much I’m enjoying this. I also hate how much I want a pair of bedazzled white cowboy boots.

This is my introduction to the Young Women’s Leadership Summit, an annual conference for young women who are involved in Turning Point USA, the Charlie Kirk–founded student conservative group. Now in its tenth year, the summit attracts thousands of women from across the country, most of whom are in their teens and early 20s. They lined up for selfies in front of a mirror printed with the slogan, “You look stunning, now go out there and save America”; shoveled down açai bowls at the concessions booth; and chatted about guys they hoped to see at the upcoming co-ed Student Action Summit in Tampa. They roamed the halls wearing buttons that said “Dump Your Socialist Boyfriend,” “My Favorite Season Is the Fall of Feminism,” and “I don’t need a degree to succeed.” The vibe of the entire weekend was like a sorority mixer, albeit with fewer kamikazes and more references to the Book of Ruth.

“Let’s just be honest: It’s never been hotter to be a conservative,” Alex Clark, the 32-year-old host of the popular wellness podcast Culture Apothecary, said in her opening remarks. “The left, they’ve got Tiktok activists with five shades of autism, panic attacks, and a ring light. We’ve got girls who look like they just walked off the cover of Vogue and can deadlift more than Harry Sisson,” the leftist TikToker. The crowd erupted into peals of laughter and applause.

Though a majority of women between the ages of 18 and 29 voted for Kamala Harris during the 2024 election, support for Trump grew by seven points among that same group compared to 2020. That number pales in comparison to the share of Gen-Z men who swung toward Trump — 58 percent, according to one poll — but the right is quick to tout it as evidence of mainstream culture shifting in their direction. “Conservatism is selling sexy in all aspects,” Clark told me after her speech. “Even the branding for President Trump’s campaign is so aesthetic and so genius and brilliant. The Make America Great Again hat is going to be a pure Americana staple forever. We are pop culture now.”

But the more time I spent in that ballroom, the more obvious it became that conservatism’s appeal to the young women gathered inside had little to do with Trump himself. Few young women I spoke to mentioned him by name; some even said they disliked him. The number of bedazzled cowboy hats and pastel bows in the audience far eclipsed the number of MAGA caps. Instead, the women seemed to be drawn to the speakers’ soft-focus brand of femininity. “The left wants women to feel angry and like victims, and like your rights are being taken away,” Arynne Wexler, a 31-year-old influencer, told me. “Whereas we think women are beautiful and serve a great purpose, and we elevate them in our own right.” In this world, instead of a machine to rage against, there was a vision of “more babies and beef tallow, less blue hair and birth control,” as Clark put it in her speech. An attendee could leave that talk and wander over to the merch tables to buy We Heart Nutrition omega-3 supplements (“10 percent of your purchase goes to pro-life pregnancy centers!” a sign next to them read), “MAHA red” lip glosses, and $70 pastel crewneck sweaters that read, “Healing a sick culture physically, emotionally, and spirituality.”

Many of the young women I spoke with were repeat YWLS attendees, but a few were first-time guests or newly minted conservatives who, emboldened by Trump’s victory, wanted to connect with like-minded young women their age. “At the tail end of the election, there was all this messaging to Gen Z that made conservative culture look cool,” Alexis Wilkins, a 26-year-old country artist who sang the national anthem to open the conference, said. “It came out how we’re not these stuffy, crazy people that don’t want to have a good time and are sitting in a corner, hating everyone.” Many of the women told me they were excited to see Clark or Brett Cooper, a 23-year-old podcaster who has more than 1.7 million followers on her YouTube channel (that’s a few hundred thousand more than Call Her Daddy). “Even my friends who are not political know who Brett Cooper is,” Shelby Gwinn, a 17-year-old from Atlanta who came to the conference with her mom, told me. “She’s really brought a lot of people in.”

Cooper told me that when she started at the Daily Wire, the conservative website co-founded by Ben Shapiro, her audience was only 10 percent female. “The right-wing media landscape was very male-dominated and there were very few Gen-Z voices — and most were men,” she says. Now, her audience skews 60 to 65 percent female. “I knew that I wanted to reach common-sense, right-leaning young women who, like me, had felt alienated and like they didn’t really have a place in this media landscape,” she said. “And over time, it happened.”

According to a spokesperson for the organization, this year’s summit was the most attended in Turning Point’s ten-year history, with more than 3,000 women at the event. There was a general sense of giddiness that the “tent is getting bigger,” according to Wexler, and that more young women were being brought into the fold.

Some first-time attendees told me they had been radicalized by the pandemic, with its mask mandates, lockdowns, and what they saw as arbitrary social-distancing restrictions. “The COVID situation really turned me off,” Emma Smith, a 21-year-old college student and self-described former die-hard liberal, told me, citing what she viewed as the left having “forced” vaccinations on people. For others, it was transgender athletes in women’s sports that pushed them right. “I want to protect female athletes,” Catarina Dicosmo, an Oakland University chapter leader for the right-wing campus group Network for Enlightened Women, said. It did not appear to matter that transgender women make up less than .002 percent of athletes at the college level; most of these women said they had never met a transgender person before.

Overall, the young women I spoke with were less animated by any specific social issue and more by frustration with the vision they felt liberal millennials offered them: that brand of Lean In–inspired girlboss feminism that suggests modern women can deftly balance families with careers. The most common theme I heard from both speakers and attendees was that young women should opt out of higher education and focus on getting married, becoming a homemaker, and raising as many children as possible. Clark’s speech laid the groundwork for this argument, praising mothers who had “ripped their kids out of day care” and boasting about wanting to make American women “thin, fertile, and conservative.” “Feminism told women to chase their corporate dreams for their validation while their kids were eating seed oils and their marriages were collapsing,” she said. “Well, we’re done pretending that a cubicle is more empowering than a countertop.”

I’d asked Clark what women attending the conference were supposed to take away from this — whether her speech should be interpreted as a call for women to drop out of the workforce and return to the kitchen. “We’re not saying that women cannot have a career. We’re just thinking about that path differently than what we are typically, historically told,” she said. “We were lying to women by saying, ‘Oh yeah, you can be a mom full-time and have an amazing marriage and be 100 percent in your job.’ Something’s got to give.” When I pointed out the irony of Clark saying this as a single, successful career woman, she said she “would give all of this up tomorrow” if she got married. “Maybe God’s plan for me is to help other women have amazing, healthy families and marriages and I’m just the messenger,” she said. “I just have to trust God.”

As a millennial mother who also had been sold the lie that women can easily “have it all” — I was conducting these interviews on three hours of sleep and in between FaceTimes with my own kids — I agreed with Clark to a point. I am constantly reminded how society makes it extremely difficult for women to balance their professional aspirations with raising a family. Sure, I disagreed with the solutions Turning Point’s speakers were offering. When I discussed, for instance, instituting paid family leave, state-subsidized day care, and universal basic income for mothers with one 30-year-old mom of two, she wrinkled her nose and said, “I think that sounds a little crazy. That sounds a little communist to me.” But it was hard not to concede the basic premise of what Dana Loesch, the former NRA spokesperson, said during her speech: “You cannot have it all at the same time. Something will suffer.”

I could understand why younger women who may have watched their mothers become burnt out, angry, and depressed would rebel against pursuing the same path for themselves, opting instead for a seemingly softer, more traditional approach toward femininity. “The left is always like, ‘You can just girlboss through anything,’ and it’s like, but what if you can’t? What if you don’t have any help?” Solia Mechling, a 17-year-old from Nashville, said. “I think that’s one of the biggest things for Gen-Z girls: They’re looking for someone to say, ‘You know what, you can’t have it all, so here are your options and do what you feel is right.’”

Cooper attempted to thread that needle in her speech. “You do not have to stay at home and make sourdough starter every day,” she said, comparing the tradwife aesthetic to “the same black-and-white framework” created by “Lean In,girlboss feminism.” “You will fall somewhere in between these two poles” of stay-at-home motherhood and pursuing a career, Cooper told her audience. “You can build a life that is uniquely yours.”

Such nuanced messaging, however, was rare among the summit’s speakers. Turning Point founder Charlie Kirk and his wife, Erika, in particular seemed fixated on encouraging the women in the audience — many of whom were already enrolled in college or working full-time — to get married and have babies as soon as possible. “Motherhood is not a pause, it’s a launchpad,” Erika Kirk said, urging the young women in the audience to forego their careers and avoid “chasing a paycheck and a title and a corner office and sacrifice a short window of your time.” That struck me as an unusual thing to say at a summit for college students and young professionals where many companies, Turning Point included, had set up recruiting booths, and where few of the featured speakers were full-time, stay-at-home mothers themselves.

I was not the only one confused by this message. “I think it’s interesting that a bunch of highly educated career women are going up onstage telling other women to stay at home to raise children,” said one 24-year-old who requested I withhold her name. The young women I spoke to virtually all said that while they dreamed of becoming wives and mothers, they had no intention of delaying their entrance into the workforce. One person I spoke to wanted to become a day-camp director; another, an influencer; yet another was training to become a nurse and physical therapist, despite her conservative Christian grandmother’s objections. “It’s not about anybody else’s opinion,” she said. “It’s about my path and what God wants for me.”

During a Q&A session with Kirk on the last day of the summit, one high-school student approached the mic asking if Kirk “could clarify what the mission of this summit is.” “It’s a young women’s leadership summit,” the student said, “and all the women who spoke onstage were there because they pursued a career, and a key takeaway that I took from most of the speeches was that I should ‘get married and have babies.’” Kirk seemed perturbed by the question. “I could flip it on you — the people who have careers are telling you to have kids,” he said. “So maybe they know something you don’t know.”

Most of the audience whooped and applauded in response. But I couldn’t help thinking about a young mother I had seen in the ballroom the day before, whose three kids under the age of 5 spent much of the day running around the room and climbing on their stroller. She wore a long, blue pleated dress and flats, looking every bit the godly wife serving her family and country that the women at the summit were told to aspire to. (Her husband was not present; I saw just one man holding a baby the entire weekend.) Every once in a while, as she chased after the children, I detected a hint of annoyance that she couldn’t actually watch the speeches she’d paid $200 to see. I hoped that when she got home, her husband would run her a bath and take the kids out to play so she could get some peace. And I hoped that some of the other young women in the audience would look over at her and see that hint of annoyance, too. Maybe it wouldn’t prompt them to dye their hair blue and volunteer for Planned Parenthood. But maybe it would lead them to question the path they’d been told God had laid out for them. Maybe they would realize they didn’t have to choose a path at all; they could forge their own.

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brightsstar · 11 months ago

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These were the art fight attacks i managed to get out this year. I wasn't able to finish all of the ones i wanted to since this had been a very difficult month for me.

Credits (in order)

Equinox belongs to GamingWithLisa

Harpy Eclipse belongs to @hahskeleton

KB! Eclipse belongs to @sinistershepherd

Cubic Zirconia belongs to @flamingredanon

#art fight 2024 #team stardust #bright's art

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intocupid · 1 year ago

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˚➶ ｡˚ cupid's comeback sugar rush raises eyebrows. tw for slutshaming.

on march 6th, 2024, cupid released her fourth comeback and first full album, sugar rush. the title track of the same name quickly garnered attention for many reasons— fans loved the song, with some claiming it was her best yet. while cupid has always been known for her rather mature concept and leaning into her sexuality, ranging from her debut with 28 reasons and her comeback with eclipse, people have claimed that this song and it's overtly sexual innuendos and music video were far too much.

NETIZENS REACT TO SUGAR RUSH

people were also upset that the album was advertised as self written, given all the sexual innuendos. her fans were quick to come to her defense, claiming that cupid had always been known for writing most of her music, but that wasn't enough to stop the regular round of insults from flying around. one fan wrote online, "it's not a comeback without cupid's second fandom calling her a slut", referring to high seas fandom, sailors, who have been notoriously known for fighting with cupid fans and other fandoms.

it's a sad but generally accepted reality that this is how most of cupid's comebacks go. she drops the album and is quickly called every insult in the book by netizens. however, for the first time, cupid's title song sugar rush was banned by kbs due to "overly sexual lyrics, profanity, and vulgar expressions". fans came to her defense, but there was nothing much that could be done. soon after, cupid uploaded on her instagram story her reactions.

CUPID'S INSTAGRAM STORIES

some criticized her for making a joke of the situation and thus making it worse, and others applauded her for not being afraid to clap back. no matter your opinion on the situation, due to the banning of sugar rush, cupid will be promoting her b-side, underwater, on music shows instead. what are your thoughts?

˚➶ ｡˚ comments

aespaended: so how tf did she get a full album before aespa??😭

cupiditgirl: sailors need to stop worrying about cupid and start worrying about how their group has 2 relevant members left

↳ sailored: meanwhile cupid hasn't been relevant since she was in aespa...?

↳ cupiditgirl: meanwhile high seas can't break top 300 on melon...?

joonpaved: hajoon better

↳ onlycupid: at what.....😭

↳ 5aespa: bullying his members and staff duh

cupidae: they hate to see a bad bitch winning

stanhighseas: why mention high seas in the article..? nobody gaf abt this slut

#°˖➴ development #e °˖➴ sugar rush #fictional idol community #kpop oc #aespa addition #fake kpop idol #ficnetfairy

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bitterkarmaa · 10 months ago

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This has been rotating in my head non-stop

‼️TW SEIZURE‼️

Sun had emphasized how important it was for everyone to be present during family movie night. Eclipse understood that, honestly. How would it be family movie night without the whole family?

He supposed that they’d just have to find that out tonight.

If he had to watch Air Bud one more goddamn time, he might just kill everyone in the room. And, contrary to popular belief, he doesn’t exactly want to do that.

So, he’s resolved himself to hide on the platform that overlooks the theater, peering in between the bars of the banister. His rays are retracted, the vibrant colors of his clothes hidden by a blanket that he has pulled over his shoulders. Plus, added bonus, it keeps him warm. Today isn’t a great day physically for him, so the extra comfort is appreciated.

When the soft chatters of everyone else begins to filter up to him from below, signaling his family’s arrival, he backs away from the banister and scuttles towards the door hidden amongst the various boxes and crates of equipment. With one last glance over his shoulder, he hears Rays quietly ask where he is, with Blood Moon’s more firm voice not far behind.

He lingers, one hand on the doorknob.

“What if he’s gotten himself hurt again? What if he’s stuck somewhere? What if-“

“Blood, he’s fine. He’s probably just skipping out on movie night because we aren’t watching one of his cheesy horror films.” Moon’s sharp voice cuts in, a sigh leaving his mouth as Blood Moon continues to grumble behind him.

“Hurt?” Rays’ soft, yet mortified tone paints a picture of his expression in Eclipse’s head: eyes wide, blanket pulled tightly over his shoulders, shaking fingers curled into the fabric. It’s almost enough to make Eclipse reveal himself and come down. Almost.

“Yeah, he’s kinda a danger magnet.” Moon admits, moving towards the staircase that leads up to the platform Eclipse is hidden on.

“I doubt he’s in danger, though. He usually gets paranoid when he’s doing stupid shit, but he’s been pretty chill lately. Have you tried calling him?”

Blood Moon pauses. “No.”

“Try that, then get back to me.”

Moon takes the stairs two at a time. Eclipse knows he likes to show off, since he only does it in front of others.

Tsk. I could do that, too.

Eclipse opens the door, slipping into the hallway behind. In a slight panic, he tugs on the handle, pulling it shut behind him as quickly as possible. Not long after, he hears Moon’s footsteps outside.

With a sigh of relief, he turns away from the door, facing the rest of the corridor.

He lets out half of a yelp before slapping his hands over his mouth, glaring daggers at the tall figure before him as Moon’s movements pause outside.

Familiar red eyes stare down at Eclipse, albeit dimmer than he remembers. He slowly uncovers his mouth as Moon continues on with his task, presumably getting the movie started.

“What are you doing here?” Eclipse hisses under his breath.

Kill Code blinks. Slowly, carefully, as if uncertain what the action’s purpose is. Acting on autopilot. Eclipse is further disturbed.

“…hello?”

Kill Code shakes its head slightly, letting out a huff. “My hall. You know this.”

Eclipse leans back, crossing his arms over his chest, reassured by Kill Code’s more familiar behavior. “You can’t own a hallway. I needed somewhere to hide. Can you help, or not?”

Kill Code narrows his eyes, his claws twitching at his sides. It sways precariously on unsteady paws.

Eclipse fights the urge to move forwards and steady him.

“Follow.” It grunts, turning around and beginning to saunter back down the hall. Eclipse hesitates a few moments before trailing behind, keeping his footsteps light in comparison to Kill Code’s heavy stomping.

It’s small things that catch his attention. The stumbles, the pauses. The way each step seems to take all of Kill Code’s energy. So much effort for a single movement.

Then, Eclipse jumps again, startled by the ringing of a call coming in. Kill Code flinches, too, tail lashing through the air as it turns to growl at Eclipse.

Eclipse stumbles back, Blood Moon’s contact flashing across his sight. He declines the call in an annoyed(and maybe frightened) frenzy, trying to move away, a snarky quip ready on his tongue to dismiss himself back to his sons. But a hand with long, sharp claws closes around his wrist, pulling him closer instead.

“S-Stop, stop! Dad-“ Eclipse grits out, trying to pry himself free from Kill Code’s grasp. For a moment, Kill Code remains still, gaze hauntingly hollow. Before long, however, it releases Eclipse, robotically leaning away once more.

“What is wrong with you right now? You’ve been off since I got back here!” Eclipse snaps, holding his wrist close to his chest, as if afraid Kill Code will try to grab him again.

“Ringing. It’s irritating.” Kill Code says lowly. His eyes still seem…off.

“It was Blood Moon, probably wondering where I am! You were there when they had their big breakdown about me being gone and hurt, so you should know how they can be!”

Ridiculous as it is…

Eclipse lets out a heavy breath, trying to expel his paranoia. Kill Code stares down at him blankly. Unmoving.

“I apologize. I overreacted.” Kill Code says flatly. Eclipse relaxes slightly, though he remains vigilant.

“It’s…okay. Are you sure you’re alright?”

“Fine.”

With that, it turns back around and continues on towards the door to its room. Eclipse follows, less hesitant this time, hovering behind it nervously.

When it makes it to the door, it moves its hand up to grab the knob, but its hand misses and instead scrapes vainly against the rusted metal surface of the door itself. Eclipse watches quietly.

By the time it completes the process again with the same result, Eclipse has grown impatient. He reaches out and opens the door himself.

Kill Code grumbles to himself, but makes no comment, instead forcing himself inside with his son on his heels.

The door closes on its own behind them. Eclipse glances back at it, but doesn’t dwell long. “You…you’re sure?”

Kill Code pauses for but a moment. A slight hitch in its gait. It mutters something over its shoulder. Eclipse doesn’t catch the words.

“KC?” Eclipse steps closer. Kill Code’s arm spasms, and it growls, using its other arm to restrain it against its side.

“Stop prying, boy!” It snarls, still struggling against the twitching and writhing mess of its own arm.

“But-“

“But nothing!” It shouts, scaring the concern right out of Eclipse as the scarred animatronic doubles back on himself, eyes widening in fear. Kill Code turns to face him, tail whipping back and forth, back and forth, back and forth - advancing on Eclipse like a prowling tiger sizing up its next meal.

“Okay, okay, I-I’ll stop-!” Eclipse stumbles backwards, raising a hand to shield himself as his father looms over him, draping him in its morbid shadow.

“You never learn to shut up, do you?” Its gleaming red eyes pierce him like bullets, digging into him ruthlessly. “You always pay, pay all these prices and- consider, possibly, that you’ve earned some-“ It turns away again, bringing a hand up to the damaged half of its face, the remaining visible eye now wild with conflicting emotions.

“What? What are you talking about?” Eclipse asks incredulously, feeling that familiar warmth spread out from his chest, pure power running through his systems. His bad eye flickers to life, a dim light cast as an iris.

“They’re your children! They should be worried! You act as if their concern is a nuisance to you, such a disgraceful outlook-“ Kill Code continues to rant, the deranged expression on its face only worsening with each word.

“I never said that!” Eclipse retorts, his arm coming back down, aligned with his chest instead of his head. An offensive position, rather than defensive.

“Shut your mouth!” In the blink of an eye, Kill Code is bearing down on him again, claws reaching, shadow looming, face set in a vicious snarl. Eclipse’s jaw snaps shut with an audible click.

His confidence leaves much quicker than it came.

“I taught you how to care, I taught you how to be appreciative, but you act as if Blood Moon’s worry bores you - burdens you. You act as if being in the presence of the others is a damn chore, when all they’ve done is care for you. You’d be dead without them!” Then, it stops, speaking in a softer, more subdued tone than before. “You’d be dead without me, but you left years ago.”

Eclipse listens in silence up until the last few words, his anger and pride flaring before his self-preservation can rein them in.

“You sentenced me to death before you saved me from it.”

Kill Code’s entire demeanor changes. His hands retract, his body recoils, tense and shocked as if physically struck by Eclipse’s words.

“I…I never meant to…” It’s words are distant, almost confused, or lost. Its expression twists into borderline despair, snarl falling into a pained grimace.

Pricks of oil gather in Kill Code’s eyes, complete and utter shock hitting Eclipse with the force of twelve fighter jets.

Okay, so…that’s still a sore spot. Noted.

“KC….I….” Eclipse starts, fidgeting nervously with his claws. It is then that he notices Kill Code sway, staggering backwards. “KC?”

Eclipse gets closer, quickly grabbing his father’s arm, slowly lowering him to sit on the cold cement floor below. He feels the mechanisms in the older animatronic’s arm stiffening uncontrollably beneath his sleeve and plating, gears grinding, turning against themselves.

“I-I don’t know what to do, tell me what to do, how to save you-“

Memories hit him harder than he thought they would. It’s his turn to overreact, it seems, because surely his father isn’t dying - come on, he’s fine! He said it himself!

Kill Code’s eyes remain vacant, unfocused and dim. The only thing keeping him upright is Eclipse’s hold on his arm.

Oil. Oil everywhere. Covering his hands, coating his chest, leaking between his fingers as he struggles to connect the tubes back to the pump- god, please, PLEASE no, he couldn’t- couldn’t do this-

“Dad?” Eclipse can’t keep the tremble from his voice. It stays. His hands, they stay, shaking. Clutching at Kill Code’s arm, panic setting in faster than he ever thought possible.

There’s this ticking noise from behind Kill Code’s remaining faceplate, the visible wires on the other half sparking wildly. His eyes flicker a few times, then go dark.

He can barely see through the tears. It’s hard to put everything back together with hands that shake this badly. But he has to try. He has to. What would he do on his own? How would he survive? It’s just been the two of them for so long. He can’t do this on his own.

Right?

“DAD!” Eclipse shouts as his father goes limp for only a moment, spasms and convulsions seizing him in the next. He is forced to release him and back off, his trembling hands still hovering in mid-air in front of him as if poised to touch or hold or - or something other than just watch.

Tears gather in his eyes, a nauseating amount of panic crawling up his throat. Getting any closer would get them both hurt. But…but what…what is going on??

Is he dying again?

The thought forces a choked sob out of his mouth, trembling hands moving back to wrap around himself. His rays shrink in, hiding behind his faceplate, just as he wishes to run and hide somewhere else, as well.

He should’ve just watched the damn movie. Should’ve sat down with his family and rolled his eye at all the lame jokes, only actually uttering a laugh when Blood Moon made fun of the ironic moments.

But no. No, he had to cause problems.

He had to do it alone now. He was gone. His father’s tubes were too torn, his intake bent beyond repair. His pump had choked up on all the oil, so much of it covering Eclipse that he knows it would never be enough to keep Kill Code running, even if he had managed to keep him awake somehow.

So much oil. So much.

Eclipse tries to wrack his processor for any clue as to what is going on. System error? No, those never get this bad. Electric current disruption? No, that would just force a restart. Seizure? No, those are for-

Everything stops. His shaking, his crying, his panic. Seizure. This is a seizure.

Finally, he manages to pull himself out of his daze. He moves forwards, slipping one hand under his father’s back, shifting him onto his side. He pays no mind to his flailing limbs, even as a claw tears his collar and nicks his neck beneath. It’s not Kill Code’s fault.

Eclipse keeps one hand on his father’s shoulder once he is safely on his side, oil dribbling out of his mouth and onto the floor beneath. Even as he continues to seize, Eclipse remains in place, making sure he stays put and as safe as possible.

Logic still tries to press back against his conclusion. Robots can’t have seizures. It makes no sense. The very structure of a seizure relies on the brain and the electrical impulses that reside within. Sure, animatronics have a processor, which is the equivalent of a brain - but the cables have full control over the electrical current that is transferred to each system. That pre-set amount can’t be changed, and this has never happened before, so how-

It’s because he’s dying. Again. Stop trying to deny it, you know what’s happening.

Those damned tears sting at his eyes again, but he tries to hold them back.

Just like last time, you can’t do anything. You can’t save him, you can’t save yourself, you can’t save anyone. You can only cause harm.

It’s no use. The tears drip down his face no matter how hard he tries, a silent sob leaving his mouth. His hands start shaking again.

Then, Kill Code’s seizing begins to slow. It eases into only the occasional spasm or jerk - much more manageable, as far as Eclipse is concerned. Less panic-inducing.

Much to his relief, he feels the heavy rise and fall of his father’s chest as he vents to compensate for the heat he gathered during his…whatever that was.

All self-control leaves him in an instant. He curls up against Kill Code, sobbing brokenly into his shoulder for the first time in decades. His claws curl into his tattered shirt, slowly falling into screams of despair.

The tears blur everything together. Past, present, life, death. He’s trembling and screaming and sobbing so much that he can’t tell up from down. Can’t tell if Kill Code is still breathing beneath him. Can’t feel anything other than grief.

But he’s not dead. You know he’s dead. He’s not. He’s breathing. Is he? Yes. You’re imagining it. No. He’s alive. He’s dead. He’s alive. He’s dead. He’s alive.He’s dead. He’s alive. He’s dead.

He’s dead.

He’s-

“Eclipse?”

His eye sharpens immediately, focusing on Kill Code’s bleary expression. The tears stop like flipping a switch. He tries to focus on making sure his father’s alright.

“Yeah? You - um - you okay?” Eclipse stammers, trying his hardest to get and keep his shit together.

He’s dead.

Kill Code shifts, trying to push himself into a sitting position. Eclipse’s hands, still trembling, jolt forwards to gently urge him to lay back down.

“No. You need more time.” He insists, earning a shaky sigh from his father.

“I’m alright, Eclipse. I’m sorry you had to witness that.” Kill Code rasps in response, and it takes everything within Eclipse to push down the childish urge to curl into his father’s chest and hug him tight.

“No, no. It’s - it’s okay. Not your fault.” He knows his tone is distant. He’s not really here. Is he?

He’s dead.

“Eclipse, look at me.”

“I am.”

“My eyes, you twit.”

Eclipse slowly lifts his gaze until it is locked with Kill Code’s, allowing his father to carefully sit up this time around without making an effort to push him back down.

“What’s going on in that head of yours, hm?” It reaches out one hand to gently cup his son’s face, a frown crossing his own as he witnesses tears gather in the corners of his eyes.

“N-N…um…” Eclipse stammers, voice shaking. “Nothing. Nothing important.”

He’s dead.

I’m looking at him.

What remains of him, you fool.

Maybe it’s the exhaustion in Kill Code’s eyes, maybe it’s the frightening way his mind fights with itself like a snake eating its own tail, but he can’t hold it in anymore. A sob wrenches itself from his chest, and he launches himself into his father’s arms.

He shuts his eyes tightly and buries himself into Kill Code’s chest, letting the tears and torment out into his father’s clothes.

And, no matter how exhausted and dizzy Kill Code is, he sits and he holds his son while he breaks in his arms. He waits and he soothes, allowing the desperate claws to curl into the back of his shirt, clutching at him as if he’s already gone.

Because, in Eclipse’s mind…he quite possibly is.

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bloo-the-dragon · 1 year ago

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Crippled Canary & the Carrion Crow

A gift for @bitterkarmaa / @sinistershepherd for their Karma's Bitter SAMS au! I had an idea for Rays and KC so i wrote this up rq, hope you enjoy!

(Also on AO3!)

Rays was never one to question his life choices which was a funny thing really, when one took into account his life prior to being here. But then that old life had been all he knew, and had accepted as just being the way it was no matter how cruelly he was treated.

Never occured to Rays that in another world entirely he'd be loved and cared for, looked after and not tormented or thrown about like a ragdoll or a plaything, a toy like that owned by a careless child.

It was a life beyond his imagination, a concept that seemed so alien and so impossible that even whe he found himself stepping onto floors made of soft blue instead of hard golden marble he thought he was dreaming or perhaps he had died and this was the afterlife.

He hadn't believed heaven to be real, but in that fleeting moment he had.

But Rays was going off track here with his thoughts.

Because right now he was standing frozen to the spot in the middle of the lost and found area that lay below the theatre of the pizzaplex he now called home, the sounds of glitching vocalisers and heavy thuds of footsteps ringing loudly in his audio receptors just beyond the doorway.

The scarred yellow animatronic had absolutely no clue what it was. A monster of somekind? He had seen plenty of those. But whatever this was, was unlike anything he had heard before and that scared him even more. And what made it worse was the fact it sounded like there was multiple of them.

His damaged rays twitched in an almost attempt to pull in, but Rays grabbed hold of them to prevent them doing so. Not only did it hurt but he was well aware of the noise they would make and he did not want to draw whatever was outside in here.

And that is where his current questioning of life came in. It was very early morning. Stupidly early really. While Ray's internal clock was all but shot, he had memorised the time anyway so he knew it to be around four in the morning.

He had woken up around three, an hour prior and was unable to go back to sleep. He had considered finding Eclipse and staying with him, but he had bothered him enough as of late and he especially didn't want to disturb him this time knowing full well the dark orange and black animatronic would be asleep this time.

So Rays decided to go and visit the lost and found area. Alone.

It was not the first time. In fact he had memorised the route after Eclipse took him down there a number of times and so he started going by himself. It was scary at first for sure but the route and area had grown familiar now so he felt little fear going down by himself.

Until now that is.

The sounds outside continued, but they started to fade a little as whatever it, they were moved further away. Rays released a skirt he had been holding back into the pile and slowly stood up his mind racing with options on what to do, and it took all his willpower to not simply panic and run as fast as he could back up to the theatre. He had no idea how fast the thing was afterall.

So he waited, and stood very still listening. He was good at that. A learned skill picked up when his old master was in a sour mood. The sounds of metal creaking and glitched vocals combined with the heavy thud thud thud of footsteps were still present but growing more distant.

Finding a spark of courage upon seeing a potential escape slot, Rays very tentatively moved and crept over to the doorway leading out. The door was left partly open still and thankfully made no noise as Rays carefully pushed it open a little more to peek outside.

There was no sign of anything, no monsterous amalgamation, no scary eyes in the dark. He could see not too far away the endo skeletons that hung from their racks limp and unmoving. Rays shuddered at the sight of them. They always unnerved him.

But it seemed he had his timeslot, so he swiftly but silently as he could slipped out of the room, not daring to close the door all the way as to not risk the click of it shutting draw any attention to his location. Instead Rays left it pushed just to, before briskly moving across the room and toward the stairs.

But it only took the smallest movement in the corner of Rays eye accompanied by a loud screech of metal on metal for any and all self control to evaporate from Rays body altogether as the last thread of his nerves finally snapped. He bolted.

This proved to be a mistake as whatever was behind him let out a garbled noise of static and a high pitch shriek that made Ray's head hurt enough to almost make him stop. But he pushed through the pain and continued his desperate dash up the stairs.

However the yellow animatronic had only made it up one flight, before turning and instantly colliding with something big. Rays let out a small yelp and he fell back clutching his face and head with small whine, dazed and sore as the impact flared up old scars.

But he was not given much time to process as whatever he ran into suddenly moved and instantly Rays was back on the adrenaline fueled panic, scrambling back as far as he could before his back hit the wall.

Realising he was trapped, Rays could only stare in horror as the tall being turned toward him, a pair of eerie red eyes staring down at him. For a brief fleeting moment Rays thought that it was Moon, as he noticed a familiar pattern of stars on blue fabric that the being appeared to be clothed in.

Hope flared and Rays almost called out in relief. But it faded as quickly as it came as Rays realised just how off this 'Moon' looked. For one it was far too tall, with a grin that was way too sharp for comfort.

Now Moon had sharp teeth sure, in fact they all did it was a built in feature for all their models to be able to switch between sharp and blunt teeth, but only a few chose to keep them in constant. Bloodmoon and Eclipse were the prime examples.

But this… thing whatever it was did not look normal. The teeth were jagged and crooked, the smile stretched too wide even for a robot. Its arms that hung loosely by its sides were long and gangly with claws at the end of its equally long fingers.

One of its pant legs was ripped too, exposing a hocked leg beneath, and the robotic look of it was the only confirmation Rays got that this was indeed another robot. Or at least it looked like one. For all Rays knew, it could be an eldritch being. And he had seen plenty of those.

But this was nothing like what Rays had seen before, a creature that looked so familiar and yet so horrifyingly different. And he had seen many horrors. Many that on any other day he would say were even scarier than this, but right now this truly was the most terrifying thing Rays had seen in a long time.

The way it looked, and the way it stood… It was like looking at a walking corpse. A zombie.

Staring up at it with full blown eyes, Rays sat frozen on the spot unable to look away. The thing, undead robot, whatever it was, tilted it's head with a small click as it regarded the trembling yellow animatronic before it.

Then it moved, a slight shudder running through its frame as it took a step closer to Rays who like a deer in the headlights remained almost completely still, a faint tremor running through his entire body being the only movement he made.

The creature extended a clawed hand toward him, and Rays instinctively flinched and shut his eyes tightly, awaiting the all too familiar feeling of claws running across his face, digging fresh grooves and reopening the old ones.

But there was no pain. Instead what followed was a surreal but still - albeit more new - familiar feeling of something very gently running across the top of his head, caressing his battered rays. Rays' risked opening a single eye, and then the other because he couldn't really see well with just one.

The moon lookalike had kneeled down with an arm extended and it was… petting him? Rays still terrified looked up at its face, and saw that it looked almost… confused? Unsure? It was hard to tell given the low lighting and the soft glow of the red eyes partially obscuring its features but…

It wasn't hurting him. It was being gentle. Safe? Was it a friend?

Rays shuddered as the nerves eased slightly and he leaned into the gentle touch. He was still scared, and very confused but. It wasn't trying to hurt him. Maybe it was friendly afterall. Eclipse certainly looked scary at times, a lot of the time actually but he was still kind to him, showed him patience. The way this robot petted him was a lot like how Eclipse would too.

The sounds of metal screeching and loud footsteps snapped Rays out of his thoughts and his panic flared up in full once again. He gasped and flinched, the tall robot before him also flinching but not making a sound, other than a sharp snap as its head turned quickly in a full 180 degrees.

The creature released a low gutteral growl and Rays immedietely shrank back, unable to hold back a terrified whimper. The eldritch looking robot seemed to pause, and it turned around to regard Rays for a moment before it's voicebox released an odd noise, a weird warbled chirrup of some kind and it extended both its hands toward him.

Still locked into a state of panic, Rays could only stare helplessly as he found himself scooped up into the large pair of arms and tucked against a large cold chest. Then it moved and Rays experienced the very jarring sensation of being carried, oh wait he was being carried.

Had… had anyone actually carried him before?

A whirlwind of emotion and conflictions swam within Rays, his mind growing exhausted from the panic. But memories from a time long long ago were quickly beginning to surface, having been buried for well over a century.

A distant one, one from perhaps his earliest days of existence came to the front of his addled mind. A young ai stumbling onto the ground, having just been freshly made and still figuring how how to use the body it had been given.

Shaking from the cold marble ground, with so many limbs and digits to control, so much to process. The light around them was so bright it burned their new eyes. They had never seen light before and it hurt. Everyhing had been too much, and so they curled up into a shivering ball wanting it all to stop.

And then. They were lifted from the cold hard ground, a rough but gentle hand running across their head and soft words they could not yet understand but latched onto anyways soothing their overstimulated mind, easing the burden of thought. A darkened chest provided an escape from the burning light, and the warmth driving away the chill that had gripped their new form.

Safe. it.. they… he.. she… was safe.

Rays felt like they were floating, their head filled with soft cotton and pillows that insulated his mind and her body surrounded by warmth. He had never felt so at peace before. He wanted this to last forever.

But the call of the waking land tugged at the edge of his mind, drawing him out from the soft paradise he was in. He let out a soft whine, but a hand on his head gave a small gentle rub followed by a small mumble from someone who sounded like they were still mostly asleep.

Rays cracked open his eyes, finding his face to be resting against a dark coloured side. A glance up confirmed it to be Eclipse who was indeed still asleep, his arm wrapped securely around Rays and holding him close.

Rays blinked, his memory foggy from sleepiness. Where…? Wasn't he in the theatre? Below it? Or was it all a dream? He recalled briefly glowing red eyes, and large gangly claws. But funny enough the memory did not spark any fear. He couldn't recall the face of whoever or whatever it was.

Maybe his sleep addled mind was showing him a weird amalgamation of Bloodmoon and Moon. Certainly bore a striking resemblance to at least one of the two.

Well it didn't matter. Rays was still tired and the warmth and reassurance of not being alone, being safe and secure was lulling him back to sleep. He did not fight it, and instead allowed himself to slip back into the land of soft pillows.

Unseen by the now peacefully sleeping yellow robot and Eclipse who held him secure, a large form slipped quietly out of the room, closing the door with a soft click.

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Author's Note: The endos were up looking for beans. They found one (but papa kc said no beans for you go back to bed)

#Bloo Writes Stuff #fnaf #fnaf security breach #sun and moon show #karma's bitter #sams eclipse #sams sun #sams servant sun #kb eclipse #kb rays

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frangipani-wanderlust · 11 days ago

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A Sky Full of Stars – Coldplay – Ghost Stories Adrenalina (feat. Jennifer Lopez & Ricky Martin) – Wisin – El Regreso Del Sobreviviente Africa – Toto – Toto IV Algo Contigo – Gente De Zona - Visualizate Boom – P.O.D. - Satellite Born to be Yours (with Kygo) – Imagine Dragons - Origins Calabria 2007 ft. Natasja – Enur - Reggatronic Colours of the Rainbow – Tune Up! & Italobrothers – Tune Up! & Friends Come to the River – Rhett Walker Band – Come To The River Deja-Vu (Jaxx & Vega Remix) – Savage & Timmy Trumpet – Deja Vu Remixes Dragostea Din Tei – O-Zone - DiscO-Zone Dynamite – Taio Cruz - Rokstarr Eclipse – Jim Yosef – NCS The Best of 2015 Electric feat. Miss Amani – The DNC - Unstoppable Encore – Wildstylez – Dragonblood EP Energy – Elektronomia – Energy-Single Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall – Coldplay – Mylo Xyloto Fevicol Se – Sajid-Wajid - Dabangg 2 Gameface (feat. KB & Soul Glo Activatur) [1st Half Edition] – KJ-52 - Mental Glow – The Digital Age - Evening-Morning Halo (Mysto & Pizzi Dance Remix) – Beyonce – Songs They Didn’t Write* Infectious – Tobu - Infectious-Single KILL DEM – Jamie xx – KILL DEM Ladies And Gentlemen – Saliva – Blood Stained Love Story Life – E-Type – Euro IV Ever Moon Trance – Lindsey Sterling – Lindsey Sterling Mr. Weatherall – Young Hub City – Mr. Weatherall Paradise – E-type – Loud Pipes Save Lives Party Rock Anthem – LMFAO – Sorry For Party Rocking Que Suenen los Tambores (Pa’l Mundo) – Victor Manuelle – Que Suenen Los Tambores Reaimator – DJ Zomboss - Re-Animator Remember The Name – Fort Minor – The Rising Tied Roundtable Rival – Lindsey Sterling – Shatter Me Si Te Vas ft. Gocho – Wisin - El Regreso Del Sobreviviente SPACESHIP feat. Shinda Kahlon – AP Dhillon – Hidden Gems Tarzan Boy – Baltimora – Living In The Background The Final Countdown – Europe – The Final Countdown** The Hum – Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike vs Ummet Ozcan – The Hum Thunderstruck – AC/DC – The Razors Edge Touch in the Night – Silent Circle – No 1 Transcendence – Lindsey Sterling – Lindsey Sterling True Believer – E-Type - Eurotopia We Control the Sound – Headhunterz & W&W – We Control The Sound-Single You Spin Me Right Round – Dead Or Alive - Youthquake Zinda Hai - Sukhwinder Singh – Tiger Zinda Hai

* This album is one I cobbled together of off-label remixes, mashups, and unapproved versions of songs that I liked. ** I swear, this song truly deserves its reputation for the sports/workout song of all time. 100% pure adrenaline is stored in "The Final Countdown."

@amongst-the-pines

#music #workout playlist #this time it will definitely work #because this time i am taking no chances #XD

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lgcmanager · 11 months ago

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NOTORIETY TIERS 015

SCHEDULE TYPE: N/A RESTRICTIONS: only open to anyone who has 200 NOTORIETY and is an IDOL ( who debuted in a permanent group ), ACTOR, or MODEL.

as a reward for people’s dedication and hard work towards the rp, we have opened this for anyone who has met specific requirements. this new concept also allows for our members to plan their muses’ career outside of roleplay-sponsored events. more details about the notoriety tier can be located in THIS GUIDE created by ADMIN *! since this is a new concept for all of us, if you do have any questions pertaining to the guide, feel free to message the main!

for AUGUST, we listed the muses that are eligible for this opportunity and the tier they belong in:

CHA HYOSEOP ( @lgchyoseop ): tier 3

CHOI KAI ( @lgckai ): tier 3

HAN JISOO ( @lgcjisoo ): tier 5

JEON HARU ( @lgcharu ): tier 9

KIM NAYOUNG ( @lgcnayoung ): tier 3

KIM YUJIN ( @yujinlgc ): tier 3

KWON SENA ( @lgcsena ): tier 2

LEE JIHO ( @lgcjiho ): tier 10

LEE YUSHIN ( @lgcyushin ): tier 7

LIM SANGHYUN ( @lgcsanghyun ): tier 10

MOON SOMIN ( @lgcsomin ): tier 5

NOH AREUM ( @lgcareum ): tier 3

OH EUNHYE ( @lgceunhye ): tier 9

SEO MINSEO ( @lgcminseo ): tier 3

SEO YURA ( @lgcyura ): tier 7

SON NABI ( @lgcnabi ): tier 5

SU PARKER ( @lgcparker ): tier 5

WATANABE MIYU ( @lgcmiyu ): tier 4

YU MILAN ( @lgcmilan ): tier 3

for this cycle, most of the gigs will be scheduled for OCTOBER-DECEMBER depending on the claims submitted. please keep this in mind with the details mentioned below AND when deciding on the gigs ( if you want to do one that is time-sensitive ).

GIG RESTRICTIONS

for DRAMAS, we will only be allowing TWO new dramas because these dramas will air sometime between Q1-Q2 2025 ! any OSTs from 'DEATH'S GAME' and 'TWINKLING WATERMELON' can be claimed for this cycle.

as for SONGWRITING/MUSICAL ARRANGEMENT claims, here are a list of songs that are claimable:

+82 - bad villain ( b-side / fabula )

chill - stray kids ( b-side / v&a )

dear eclipse - zerobaseone ( b-side / v&a )

demigod - ichillin' ( b-side / fabula )

ice queen - ive ( b-side / fabula )

Intro : crush - purple kiss ( b-side / nova )

keep it low - you dayeon ( b-side / nova's nayoung solo; due to this song being a solo song in a group's album, this will count for the "partial lyric writing or arrangement composition credit for a b-side for another artist [if idol]/b-side for your group [ for actors/models ]" claim )

ootd - dreamcatcher ( title track / fabula )

wow - ive ( b-side / nova )

for FASHION SHOWS, the ones claimable during this cycle are: LOS ANGELES FASHION WEEK ( OCTOBER 17-19 ), SHANGHAI FASHION WEEK ( OCOBER 10-18 ), DALLAS FASHION WEEK ( OCTOBER 31 - NOVEMBER 2 ).

since this cycle will also cover YEAR END CEREMONIES, here are the list of shows and/or ceremonies that can be claimed: KBS GAYO DAECHUKJE ( medium level ), KOREAN BRAND AWARDS ( high level ), MAMA AWARDS ( high level ), MBC GAYO DAEJEJEON ( medium level ), SBS GAYO DAEJEON ( medium level ), GOLDEN DISC AWARDS ( high level ). for these gigs, there can only be a maximum of TWO people per each award show/event. furthermore, since many of these events do not have a date currently irl, the gig dates for most of them will be filled in as "TBA" and added in as soon as possible.

SOLOIST ( JIHO )

for JIHO, he will be given an opportunity to suggest 5-10 SONGS ( at least 3 songs in the list must be suited for a TITLE TRACK ) that would match JIHO’s next comeback, if and when the opportunity happens. the songs must be solo or duo songs released BEFORE SEPTEMBER 1, 2022. as a disclaimer, there is a possibility that not all of the songs suggested may be chosen in the end, so it’s advised to provide multiple songs as options.

completing the form in the NOTORIETY TIERS DOCUMENT ( under the LEE JIHO tab, which will be linked below ) will serve as a replacement to the NOTORIETY TIERS for this cycle. this means that if you do not want to do the AUGUST NOTORIETY TIERS you can submit songs instead. to do this, please fill out the “REQUEST FORM (SONGS)” section before AUGUST 17, 2024 11:59PM EDT.

NT GIGS CLAIM PROCESS

for this cycle, we’ll be implementing a different way of submitting gig claims as a way to help everyone see what can be claimed.

first you will have to go to this DOCUMENT and check the “INTRODUCTION” tab to read the instructions. afterwards, you will go to your muse’s tab and fill out the “REQUEST FORM” section ( activity level, gig, other participants [ if applicable ], skill distribution, and notoriety ). the “ADMIN APPROBATION” column must be left blank and will be updated whenever one of the admins has reviewed and scheduled the gig. once you are done filling out the request form section, you will see a row that says “READY FOR ADMIN REVIEW?” and a drop down menu next to it. select “YES” when you are done. once everything has been reviewed by an admin, the drop down menu will change to “REVIEWED” and you can start writing the twitter posts for it. when we receive the twitter posts, that status will then change to “APPROVED” by the admins. you have until AUGUST 17, 2024 11:59PM EDT to fill out the request form.

the twitter posts form is listed below and you have until SEPTEMBER 21, 2024, 11:59PM EDT to fill out the form below and submit them to the lgcmedia blog:

MUSE NAME · AUGUST NOTORIETY TIERS ACTIVITY ##: ( list the name of the gig ) IMAGE: ( insert 1-4 image links that you would want us to use ) CAPTION: ( write a short caption describing the gig and any relevant information about it. the caption must be between 100-280 characters long. ) COMMENT #1: ( write a positive comment related to the gig/muse. please make sure that the comment focuses more on the muse and avoid mentioning other muses unless the gig is shared with other people. the comment must be between 100-280 characters long. please include a username associated with the comment as well. ) COMMENT #2: ( write a neutral/negative comment related to the gig/muse. please make sure that the comment focuses more on the muse and avoid mentioning other muses unless the gig is shared with other people. the comment must be between 100-280 characters long. please include a username associated with the comment as well. )

if you take more than one notoriety tier gig, please copy the section multiple times but make sure to submit all of the gigs in one submit to make it easier for us when processing them! once all of the gigs have been processed on both ends, we’ll make a note on NOTORIETY TIERS DOCUMENT. you can link the document in your points sheet as reference since we will have a new document for every NT cycle.

OTHER EXPERIENCE

while it is optional to fill the section in the sheet, we recommend muses ( especially ones who have recently reached 200 notoriety in the past few months ) to fill that section in case you are planning on taking any gigs that may have some pre-reqs associated with it ( eg. being a temporary [ 1 month ] co-host in a music show, which would require having 75 KOREAN, 50 MCING/HOSTING and prior experience as a one-time co-host/host for a podcast, youtube show, or vlive show ). there’s no deadline with completing the section so you can do it past the deadlines if you wish.

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⤷ NEW MEMBER ALERT .•*𓆩 we are thrilled to welcome you to our exclusive club, madison, wyatt, serena** & bowie **... you have ten hours to pick up your key card ! don't forget to download our nebula app for updates, upcoming events and news regarding the apex 𓆪*•. ( helenabusch, alvaro mel, fc & im changkyun are now taken )

* can serena mun please send us a new faceclaim and a favorite room !

** can bowie mun send us a new key color as the olive one is already taken !

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#accepted

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