#quick release camera strap

[zeroloop]

Tracolla a Sgancio Rapido per Fotocamere AIR: Eleganza e Funzionalità in un Unico Accessorio

Se sei alla ricerca di una tracolla per fotocamere che unisca eleganza, praticità e sicurezza, questa tracolla a sgancio rapido potrebbe essere la soluzione ideale. Con una confezione curata e un design funzionale, è pensata per soddisfare sia i fotografi amatoriali che i professionisti. Confezione e Contenuto La tracolla arriva in una confezione elegante che si apre a libro, offrendo…

[oreo-creampies]

𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮, 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮, 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨, 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚; 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: cam girl!!reader, gangbang, bondage, fingering, face fucking, dacryphilia, choking you with their cocks, light anal with a tip dragon’s tongue, taking nude pictures, degradation/praise/light mocking, pain kink, biting, toji slaps your face with his cock, begging

oreo: couldn't stop thinking about this idea of them finding out reader is a cam girl and filming with her, I’m thinking of making this a mini series of them filing various acts with the reader, y’all down for that?

The dark red rope binding your wrists to your ankles, strapped and held apart by a short bar. Looping over your shoulders forcing your back into an arch, keeping your head up. You're vulnerable and small surrounded by five massive men.

He glances at the stream's rising numbers, two hundred becoming five becoming one thousand. “Damn these people are fast n' horny, did y’all miss your -what is it-" he smirks, "Princess Buttercup that much?”

Glancing at the chat, gushing in their excitement already suggesting various things for the group to do to you. Toji reads aloud, “Thought she filmed alone only? Release the princess at once?" Wiggling his phone at the camera. "The fuck is this bullshit? I'm cummin' in her cunt and then again on her face 'cause fuck you.” Slapping your ass, tossing his phone onto the middle of the bed.

"More!" Your body lurches forward with the force of Toji's next slap. Crying Satoru stuffs his veiny cock deep into your mouth, choking you. Quickly pumping his hips, his balls hitting your chin.

Satoru croons “Ya'll hear that? Our demanding bratty Princess wants more.” Gliding his cock out. "Tell everyone in chat what you want us to do to you.” Stroking his cock, coaxing out thick pre cum he smears on your lips.

Licking the pre-cum off your lips, looking up at Satoru. "Anything ya'll want, fuck whatever hole you want! Please I wanna be y’all’s cum dump!" Sticking your tongue out, moaning when he stuffs his veiny cock deep into your mouth.

Choso slides two thick fingers along your lips, wetting his fingers. “Let the audience know our safe word, and color system to ease anyone’s worry.” Smearing your slick onto your puffy, sensitive clit. Gently swirling his thumb around your tight hole.

Satoru loudly moans, fucking your mouth with deep, quick strokes. His balls hit your chin. "Nnn fuckin' slut, your mouth is so fucking wet and hot. Your lips are so damn beautiful wrapped around my cock. Nn that's it, beautiful slut." Groaning on his cock, another warm fatter cockhead nudges your cheek smearing pre-cum.

Satoru slips his cock out with a loud pop. "It's mocha to start aftercare, red for a break, yellow for slow down, green for good." Turning your head, mouth open, tongue out, eager to suck on the cock next to you. Taking Sukuna's thicker cock with a moan, his thick cock muffling the sound. A puffy vein glides along your soft tongue with each quick rough thrust.

Choso gently nudging past your lips. You'd moan from the pleasure of his thick fingers filling you up. "Good girl, your cunt's so tight n soft 'round my fingers." Gradually pumping his fingers faster, curling them. Your cunt clenching when he brushes your sweet spot.

Sukuna glides his cock out; you don't have time to catch your breath before Satoru stuffs his cock in. Your computer reads out. "Cumguzzler3 donates 600: white haired one moans like a whore, what's his channel. Or will this become a group channel, I'd pay to see ya'll using her as the house’s glory hole."

Followed by; "Dopedaddy42069 donated 1k: Any1 who cums in her ass gets 2k. She started experimenting with her ass. She has several drawers full of toys; u can find something." You hear a few drawers open.

Suguru wonders, "What should be the first thing we stuff up her ass?" The bed shifts when Toji gets up, joining Suguru by your large drawer. He pulls out a part of a dragon's mouth. Open with its long thick tongue slimming down to a small point. Ridges on the bottom offer another challenge besides the tongue's thickness.

Holding it up between Suguru and himself. "What 'bout this thing? Wonder how deep our pretty whore can take it." Suguru grabs the lube, squirting a generous amount onto the tongue's small tip. Toji smears it down its thickening length, walking over back to where you're hogtied at the edge of your bed.

Satoru and Sukuna are taking turns with fucking your mouth. Choso is restlessly stroking your sweet spot. Trembling, unable to close to legs or twist your hips away. You haven't even cummed yet the pleasure is too intense.

Suguru grabs the camera off its stand, "We have to take turns holding the camrea, I want to be able to jerk off to this later without ya'lls pale ass cheeks getting in the way from it being on a stand still." Your eyes are burning with tears when Satoru pulls his cock out.

You're gasping for air, your lungs burning, a few tears trickling down your cheeks. Sukuna fists his cock faster, your cunt clenching from the slick sound. “Aw our slut is cryin’ already!” He glides his thumb over his head, smearing pre-cum over his head. Sticking your tongue out for Sukuna to easily fuck your mouth.

Satoru suggests, "Let's take a few pictures, I want to change out my Home Screen and background. " He gets his phone, passing Sukuna's to him. He grabs a handful of your hair, holding your head still forcing his thick, veiny cock deep into your mouth.

Holding still with his cock stuffed deep, your nose touching the short dark patch of hair above his cock. Flashes go off as Satoru and Sukuna take pictures. "Dommymommy09 donated 600: post the pictures I'll pay more for them."

You’re getting off on how their taking pictures as you’re cumming on Choso’s thick fingers, with your mouth stuffed full of Sukuna’s cock. So many people are watching, touching themselves, wishing they could be you in between five beautiful, horny, muscular men.

Choso slips his phone out of his gym shorts. Recording the mess of your beautiful cunt getting sloppier. "She's gonna be on the verge of passing out when we are done with her." Choso roughly bites your cheek, groaning when you cry around Sukuna's cock.

Kissing the sharply stinging when before fully pulling away. Slapping your ass, Sukuna glides his cock out, the soft ridge of his head dragging along your tongue. Swirling your tongue around him when he pauses. “Fuck that’s it, cock hungry slut suckin’ on me like that.” Loosening his hold on your hair, letting you bob your head. Spit dripping down your chin.

Choso glides his fingers out, sticking them in his mouth sucking them clean. Suguru gets behind you, giving everyone a close up of your sloppy cunt. Spreading your lips apart. “Look at her poor little cunt clenching nothing.” Choso takes the camera from Suguru, wrapping his hand around his cock.

Smearing his pre cum with thumb, Choso bites his bottom lip trying to keep from moaning right next to the mic. Holding the camera steady, recording the mess Toji, Suguru, Satoru and Sukuna are making of you.

Suguru lines his cock up, slamming his thick, veiny cock into your sensitive, tight cunt. Groaning, taking the toy from Toji, nudging the tip of the dragon’s tongue into your ass.

Sukuna glides his cock out, letting Toji take his place in front. Toji slaps you across the face with his fat cock. Moaning with your tongue stuck out for Toji to use your mouth. “Looks like I’m cumming on ya face first, before I stuff your pretty little ass.” Stuffing his cock into your sore mouth, stuffing his head in deep.

"Lovefatpussy7 donated 300: seeing her play with herself makes my cock hard but I want to see her get treated like the whore she is."

"Spookygothybitchy69 donated 900: first time taking a cock on camera and it's a group, get it girl, i'm dripping wet n’ wishing I was you”

Oreo’s m.list

[rottenblur]

Say cheese|A.ANDERSON

Summary: An innocent gift of a polaroid camera is cute in thought, but of course Abby couldn’t keep it innocent for long. 600 words (very quick written)

Warnings: PWP???? Ish established relationships. Strap use. Abby calling the strap her cock , choking, overstimulation mention, strap sucking mention, polaroid nudes (she takes pics of you as she is fucking you with the strap) Abby calling you baby. Crying during sex,(due to overstimulation),,,,abby enjoying it.

Whoever thought giving you and Abby a polaroid camera was a good couple gift, you wish they could see you now.

Abby had your legs spread, fucking you for an hour at this point. In and out, in and out, your brain fucking gone.

“Abby please.” You say as she pounds into you with no mercy. “What baby? ‘s it too much?” She mocks you as she takes one hand off your chest, moving it down to your clit.

The bedsheets wet with sweat and your own slick, her hips banging off your ass in every thrust, leaving the room with a echoing wet sound.

She smiles at you picking up her pace with her hips, the tip hitting your cervix bound to be bruised tomorrow. Her fingers work lazy circles, on you, her boxers wet from you. Her arms and stomach wet with sweat, the whole room smelt like pussy and sweat.

“You’re doing so good for me baby.” She says watching the strap go in then out of you, how she wasn’t tired was confusing, you couldn’t understand it, to be fair you couldn’t understand anything right now.

You whine back to her not being able to make out words, your mouth open and hands placed above your head. You watch the way every time she thrusts in, her face tightens up as if she can actually feel inside you.

“Drunk all over my cock, so sweet.” She says, following it with a grunt as she speeds up her fingers. This pulls tears to your eyes and a moan from your throat. The overstimulation from cumming so many times was too much.

A wide smirk comes on Abby’s face when she sees your tears, she leans over, strap still fucking into you, grabbing the camera. “Wait Abby, what?” You try to see through your blurry, tearful eyes, then you hear a click followed by a flash blinding your eyes.

“So fucking sweet.” She continues fucking you, one hand on the camera the other rubbing tight circles on that sweet ball of nerves. Everything is sore from your neck down to your knees. Abby had a thing for you sucking the strap, the way your eyes filled with tears as you choked on it was gold to her.

Your face tightens up, as you feel yourself coming to your climax, tears still streaming down your face. Click then flash, you were scared to see how desperate you looked crying while Abby fucks you through your orgasm.

“You’re so pretty when you cry oh god.” She looks at you as you clench around her, grabbing her arm for support. She knocks your hand off, putting her’s tightly around your neck with the perfect amount of pressure. She picks up the pace, pulling more tears out of you, click then a flash.

She lays the camera back down, putting her fingers back on your clit as you whine to her. “Abby, ‘m gonna.” Her fingers matching the pace of her hips. “I know baby, cum for me, cum all over me.” You do, releasing all over her, your mind fuzzy as she fucks you through it till you’re heavy breathing and dripping down to the sheets.

She pulls out, taking her hands off you, neck sore, hole empty and achy. “So fucking pretty.” She says looking at the now developed pictures.

The next morning she sent you out to get the both of you coffee, it was nice, it was your time alone and Abby knew you loved it. She gave you her wallet as she insisted on paying. You get to the coffee shop, reach into her wallet to get the cash and pay but you drop it.

Three polaroid pictures fall out and onto the floor. You hand the cash over, stepping to the side to wait for the drinks you take a look. Hey, the two of you took more than just those pictures last night. It couldnt be them. You see yourself glossy, tear filled eyes, nude hickey covered body with Abby’s hand on your neck. You dont even dare to look at the other two.

A/n: MERRY CHRISTMAS (to those that celebrate it.) i didnt make it hella clear that it’s Christmas time in this just for the people that don’t celebrate it!! I got my inspo for this from “good decoration” by frank ocean hope yall like it bye bye

[mikedfaist]

Mike x famous reader (singer/actress from earlier asks) who is nominated for an Oscar and him being her plus one to the ceremony and calming her down and being supportive!!!

SUPPORTIVE BOYFRIEND

This would be a rare moment because you really don’t see much of them in public, except for maybe the sneaky fan photos, or the pap photos where it looks like it was taken with a bar of soap. And for Mike, he dreads events like these if he’s the center of attention, so he’s much more relaxed just being her plus one, and being able to skip the carpet and interviews, and just being able to hang off to the side and ignore everyone.

But of course, there are interviewers who try and get a comment out of her regarding the relationship, but she remains respectful.

Some videos release of him helping fix a strap on her dress, or a heel getting tangled in her hemline. Maybe even a stray hair he tucks back behind her ear.

The camera cuts to the two of them a lot during the show, and most of the time they aren’t paying attention. She’s whispering something in his ear – definitely regarding grabbing In-N-Out when they’re finished – and them giggling to each other about some inside joke. You see her fidgeting with her rings in one clip, and Mike reaches over to take her hand into his to help soothe her. And right when they think nobody is watching, he pulls her hand up to his lips for a quick kiss.

Maybe she presents an award early on in the evening, and she makes some dumb joke that she even can’t keep a straight face about, and the camera cuts to Mike who is trying to hide behind his hand in fits of laughter.

I can imagine she is a hot topic of the night – nominated for best actress and best film because she really is the best – and the host of the night makes a subtle remark at her availability, or lack of.

“She’s breaking hearts tonight—she’s brought a date.” And the camera cuts to her, where she awkwardly shrugs her shoulders and mouths a very unserious: sorry!

Now, once her category is being called, this is where supportive boyfriend really comes into play. He’s holding her hand in his lap, rubbing his thumb over hers, a subtle gesture that says, “I’m here, I love you, you’re a winner to me no matter what.”

But when her name is called, he forgets everyone is watching. That moment is theirs. She stands up, and without hesitation, she throws herself into his arms, dropping her face into the nook of his neck. He can faintly feel her tears.

“So fucking proud of you, baby.”

She lifts her head to face him, and kisses him – another very rare moment captured – and of course he helps walk her up the steps. (Her heels have been caught up in her dress all night; a disaster is nigh).

Her speech is chaotic; she’s not much for having anything prepared, much rather speaking in the moment.

“Uh, my partner—hi,” she laughs, finding him in the crowd. “I can’t think you enough for all that you do, and all that you continue to do. I couldn’t have done this without you.” The camera cuts to him as he’s playing with his lip, his eyes drawn straight to her. “I love you, moon and back. And tonight, we celebrate.” She holds up her Oscar, stepping away from the mic.

And celebrate they do!

[meadowfics]

nsfw alphabet

kang no-eul x f!reader

warnings: all smut details. strap is mentioned. reader used to be a triangle guard alongside no-eul. all nsfw. minors do not interact.

aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

no-eul insists that you go pee after she finishes with you.

utis are no joke.

afterwards, she will ask if you need anything.

water, thigh massage, head massage, cuddles, sleep, television time?

she accommodates to anything that you need.

body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

no-eul's favorite body part on herself is her hands.

they're fast, and knows how to get tasks done.

she keeps them well-manicured

the woman's hands can break you apart as they push you to release every time she fingers you.

no-eul's favorite body part of yours is your chest area.

she loves giving open mouthed kisses to your collarbones, dragging a whine from you as she moves lower to your breasts.

the way her tongue attaches to your nipples is like a moth to a flame.

she loves all of you, but she is a chest girlie.

cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

no-eul loves when you cum all over her strap after she finishes fucking you through multiple releases.

she makes you get on your sore knees afterwards.

"come on... clean."

the woman smirks as she enjoys watching you use your tongue to clean your own cum off of her strap.

dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

whenever you were a triangle guard alongside her, no-eul always loved whenever your room was next to hers.

before she went to sleep, she always imagined fucking you inside of those rooms while an innocent square guard watched through the cameras.

experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

no-eul only had experience with men before you came along.

in north korea, homosexuality was not common amongst her community.

however, she is a quick learner.

she makes you finish so intensely that you wonder how you were her first woman ever.

favorite position (this goes without saying)

no-eul loves putting you on all fours.

this gives her the power and control she is used to having.

in this position, she will take one of her strong hands and lift one of your legs to the side.

the angle hits all of the good spots inside of you, the ones no-eul know so well.

goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

no-eul is 95% serious.

there was a moment where you and no-eul bursted out in laughter whenever you both had to figure out how to put on a strap for the first time.

she can have a laugh, but that is rare.

hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

no-eul is groomed everywhere except for down-there.

she trims, but fully shaving gives her razor bumps.

the carpet matches the drapes!

intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

no-eul is super sweet... on the inside.

others might find her as cold and calculated on the outside.

however, no-eul is super sweet during sex still.

her hands never leave your body.

'is this alright?" each time she changes the position.

jack off (masturbation headcanon)

no-eul has masturbated less than ten times in her life.

she never needs to since you are usually with her to help with her needs.

however, you caught her one time and you screamed in apologizes before shutting the door.

no-eul giggled, covering herself with comforters before joking about how you've seen her naked and being sexual hundreds of times before.

kink (one or more of their kinks)

service dom: that woman LOVES to cater to you. yes, she can be feisty but no-eul gets turned on knowing that you are loved and cared for by her.

exhibitionism: she loves walking around naked around you at home. nothing sexual has to be happening, she loves knowing that you are the only person who can see her like that. she loves when you do the same.

breeding kink: yeah... how? I know. you and no-eul get soaked over roleplaying and imagining that her strap could seriously get you pregnant. luckily, it cannot.

roleplaying: nothing out of ordinary. sometimes, you and no-eul consider her strap as her actual dick. other times, you love roleplaying as a bimbo while 'no-eul takes advantage of that' (she is not, this is all consensual!!)

katoptronphilia: no-eul LOVES the big mirror inside of your shared bedroom. she will force you to look into the mirror while she fingers or fucks your brain out with her strap. stripping in-front of a mirror is another turn-on.

location (favorite places to do the do)

the bedroom or the couch in your shared apartment.

no-eul hates being uncomfortable or feeling like she is making you feel that way, so keeping it domestic makes her happy.

motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

your words of affirmation turns her on.

no-eul pretends like the words don't get to her, but you know they do.

your praise always sinks right down to her soaking core.

your naked figure on the bed, especially whenever you're teasing her, is another motivation.

no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

nothing that involves human waste.

no mommy kinks, since she was a mother herself.

oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

no-eul does not have a preference.

a perfect 50/50 lady.

she loves riding your face, feeling your hands grip her thighs and ass.

the woman is obsessed with eating you from the back.

pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

slow and steady wins the race.

no-eul is slow, but rough.

quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

quickies happen twice a week.

usually before you leave for work, or the night before no-eul spends the next week on the island participating as a guard in the games.

risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

no-eul hates risks.

stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

no-eul can last seven rounds on a good night.

each round can last for about thirty minutes.

your woman loves dragging things out ;)

toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

no-eul owns two straps, and two dildos.

the first dildo is pink and glittery, 7.5 inches, its more lengthy than girthy.

the other dildo is baby blue, 6 inches, but girthy.

no-eul loves when you use the pink one on her, while she loves using the blue one on you.

no-eul and you have a few rose toys as well.

unfair (how much they like to tease)

that woman is torturous.

no-eul will push you until you beg for her, sometimes waiting for tears to form in your eyes (from desperation) before she gives you what you want.

volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

no-eul tries not to be loud, but fails.

she whimpers and moans, as opposed to whining.

wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

no-eul LOVES when you interrupt her to let her know that you want her.

things like straddling her when she is watching TV, removing the phone from no-eul's hand and sitting on her lap, or closing a book and grabbing her face to kiss her softly.

no-eul loves that you feel comfortable enough to let her know whenever you feel horny for her.

x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

no-eul is super toned.

sleeper build.

back in north korea, she was a soldier who had to train all of the time.

now, she trains as a guard for the annual games.

she stays fit.. just incase.

yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

honestly, I think no-eul has bursts with her libido.

there might be days where no-eul might not want to engage in any sexual activity at all.

sex might be mentally draining for her during dark periods in her life.

for example: the week after she gets home from the island

whenever she is in a better mood, she cannot keep her hands off of you!

zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

no-eul does not fall asleep immediately whenever she tops.

it takes her another hour or two before she will lay down and rest.

however, she is asleep in five minutes if you topped her during sex.

masterlist

[ytmanzwhore]

Chase It - 5

summary: things start coming together

warnings: none

an: sorry yall- got caught up with life! tagging my friends!! @stillhere197 @thespillingvoid @alwayshave-faith nerdgirljen

part one // two // three // four

Nellie woke up early the next morning as usual, grabbing her cup of coffee and sitting on the front porch in her chair despite the rain. She loved hearing the storm on the tin roof, and she was glad for her early morning as she watched Tyler exit the house. 

"Morning," she smiled as he jumped at her voice. "You heading out?"

"Yeah, didn't want to wake ya," he blushed. "Left you a note."

"What's the note say?" Nellie stood up and put her cup down. 

"Got my phone number," he said almost nervously. "Asked if I could take you out sometime."

"Want my answer now?" She tilted her head at him.

"Only if I'm gonna like it," he laughed. 

"You will," Nellie said before standing on her tip toes, grasping the back of his neck, and pressing his lips to hers. Tyler was quick to drop his flannel and duffle, wrapping a hand in her hair, and his arm around her waist to pull her body flush against him. The two of them made out like teenagers on the Cooper's front porch, before Tyler's phone buzzing broke them apart. 

"Can I call you later?" Nellie said breathlessly. "Just for the official answer?"

"That'd be fine," Tyler huffed out a laugh, leaning in for one more kiss. "You call me if you end up heading back out this week with Javi. I want to be able to keep track of you if you're out there."

"Yes sir," she said teasingly as she handed him his flannel. She squeezed his hand before he walked down the stairs, through the rain to his truck. She headed inside with a hum, refilling her coffee. 

"Nel!" Kate yelled through the door. "Meet us in the barn." And so with that, came a day of sitting in the barn while Kate and Tyler spoke in science speak about where their research five years ago had gone wrong. Kate and Tyler eventually decided that they would head out and try to find a small cell to trial the theory again. Nellie was thrilled to be sat in the back as the two of them debated the merits of different cells, cracking the window to feel the chase settle into her bones.

"Look at her," Nellie whistled as they hopped out of the car to view the storm in front of them. 

"Look at the updraft! The stirations!" Tyler yelled, Nellie grabbing her camera and taking a photo of him, the look of pure elation on his face. 

"It's perfect," she said softly, turning up to the storm. 

"Gorgeous," Tyler said under his breath as he peered back at a beaming Nellie, ignoring Kate's gagging motion in the background. 

"C'mon, its gonna give us something," Kate yelled, gesturing for them to hop back into the truck. Tyler hopped behind the wheel and headed full speed for the funnel. 

"Time to harness up," he told the girls, grabbing his own straps. 

"We're just gonna drop the trailer in it's path right?" Kate asked in shock while Nellie began to giggle, doing up her own straps. 

"This is really dangerous," Kate squeaked as Tyler drove them straight towards the vortex. 

"Gotta drive into it," he said with a huge grin. "Can't miss from in there!" Kate began cursing as Tyler drove right up to the tornado, putting the truck into the path.

"Don't worry, this thing is rigged for an EF1," Tyler began explaining. "We've got extra weight, anchors. We'll be fine."

"Oh you're an asshole," Nellie cackled as Kate grabbed the 'oh shit' handle, cursing up a storm as Nellie let out a huge sigh and rolled her window back up. The three of them felt the wind whipping the sides of the vehicle as Tyler brought the truck to a halt, dropping the anchors. Tyler and Kate waited till they were in the right position before Tyler released the barells.

As the tornado moved past, the three of them laughed in astonishment as they saw the other side of the storm. Their giggles were interrupted by Kate hopping out to see if the solution had actually worked. "What a feeling," Nellie laughed as she unstrapped and Tyler came around to her door, opening and snatching her out before spinning her around. 

"Did it work?" Nellie asked Kate who was watching the storm continue it's path.

"No," Kate said lowly, crossing her arms.

"Y'all hungry?" Tyler interrupted the silence, wrapping an arm around Nellie's shoulder and leading her back to the truck. The two pulled out the sandwiches they had packed, sitting up on the hood of the truck while Kate paced.

Kate and Tyler began talking through the science of it all, trying to determine what could've been the problem. "We need a better model," Nellie said in between bites of her sandwich, causing the two to look at her. "What?"

"How do we make a better one?" Tyler asked. 

"Bully Javi," Nellie shrugged, leaving the other two in silence as they finished eating. The three made their way back to Kathy's, and by the time they got there, Javi was sat outside with Scott.

"Leave them," Nellie murmured to Tyler on the front porch as Kate walked out to Javi, the man spotting the two over her shoulder. 

"They ever...?" Tyler asked under his breath as he opened the porch door for her, following her inside. 

 "No," Nellie shook her head. "There was another guy. But don't think that stopped Javi from feeling it."

The two made some coffee while waiting for Kate, heading out to the barn once they heard the Storm Par trucks peel off. "Got the data," she said as the two of them joined her in the barn, ignoring their gazes as Nellie walked over and wrapped her in a hug from behind. 

"Let's do this," Tyler said, pulling up the software they needed. Kathy came to join them, her and Nellie watching as Tyler and Kate brainstormed. 

"So we need to make it rain," Tyler deduced.

"They were cloud seeding in Lawton a few years ago," Kathy said. "Silver Iodide."

"We could do that," Tyler grinned. 

"No faster way to choke a tornado," Kate grinned as Nellie and Kathy clinked their beers together.

[atzjieun]

significant treasure film jieun moments

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TREASURE FILM EP.1 — JIEUN’S TREASURE CHALLENGE

It could be worse.

Jieun continuously repeated the sentence in her mind as she walked around the streets of Earlwood with Jongho. She’d been given the task of finding a random citizen and teaching them how to say 10 seconds worth of ATEEZ promotion in Korean, a direct result of one of the members’ comment that she was the group’s English teacher. However, the task was a lot easier said than done, the hardest part being working up the courage to ask someone to film.

[Shy Jieun struggles to approach people]

“Just go up to someone and ask them!” Jongho encouraged. “It’s not like you can’t speak English.”

She let out a small huff.

“I can’t just, like, go up to someone,” Jieun protested. “They’re all probably busy with their own lives and don’t want to be bothered.”

“You’re never going to finish your challenge otherwise.” The boy shook his head. “C’mon, Jieunie. Be brave.”

All hope seemed lost when another ten minutes passed without finding someone to be in their video. The two youngest members sat on a bench together, watching as people walked past.

“Everyone, you’re seeing footage of Jieun’s failure to complete her mission,” Jongho spoke to the camera. She ignored the boy, his voice fading into the background as her eyes remained forward.

[Jieun spots something in the distance]

That was when something caught her eye: a young boy standing a couple meters away from them, staring at the two with a shocked expression. He was frozen in place, jaw hanging agape. Jieun’s forehead wrinkled as she stared back at him.

Without warning, she stood up and began jogging toward the boy, who began backing up in shock.

“Hey,” Jieun said. He couldn’t have been older than 13 or 14, she realized as she got closer. He only stared at her with a shocked expression, and it was then that she noticed the keychain attached to one of his backpack straps, displaying their logo. A smile spread across the girl’s face as she tilted her head. “Are you an Atiny, by chance?”

The boy only gaped at her, eyes wide. After a few seconds, he nodded.

[Fate brought them a fan]

“It’s so nice to meet you! What’s your name?” she asked. He let out a small squeal, stuttering out,

“H-Harry. I’m Harry.”

“That’s my brother’s name!” Jieun exclaimed. “We’re filming a reality show right now, and I have to get someone to promote ATEEZ for 10 seconds in Korean. You wouldn’t happen to know Korean?”

Harry blushed as he shook his head. “I’ve been learning for a bit, but I’m honestly not very good.”

“It’s ok!” She waved her hand. “I’ll coach you through it. Would you be willing to be in our video?”

By then, Jongho and their staff member had already approached and were silently watching the interaction. Harry stopped in his tracks when he saw the two, but after a few seconds, he turned to Jieun and gave a quick nod.

“Alright, let’s do this!”

-

After a quick Korean lesson and ten minutes of practice, Harry finally felt comfortable enough to say the entire message.

“Harry, fighting!”

[How will he do…?]

The boy took in a deep breath, glancing at Jieun who was filming on her phone. She gave an encouraging smile, shooting the boy a thumbs up. A nervous smile spread across his face as he turned his attention back to the camera.

“Hello everyone, ATEEZ is a nine member group that debuted on October 24, 2018. They’ve had three album releases so far and all the members are super talented. Please look forward to their future activities and listen to their most recent song, Wave!”

Applause erupted amongst the idols as Harry bowed his head, turning away from the camera in embarrassment. Jieun smiled as she put her phone back into her pocket and walked toward him.

“Thank you so much, Harry,” she said, lightly clapping her hands. “I appreciate it so much. Thank you for being our fan.”

Harry sheepishly nodded, not meeting her gaze. He took off one strap of his backpack and opened the front pocket, pulling out a lanyard. Attached to the end was a toploader keychain, which he shyly held out toward her.

Jieun glanced down at it, jaw dropping when she saw that it contained her own photocard.

“If you don’t mind… could I get your autograph?”

She nodded immediately, glancing over at the staff member, who handed her a marker. Harry pulled the photocard out of its sleeve and held it out toward her. Jieun signed the card before sending the boy a big smile.

[An Atiny’s dream, fulfilled]

“Thank you so much!” he said, holding back his excitement as he grinned down at the card. Harry slipped it back into the sleeve, stuffing the lanyard into his pocket. “I have to go now, but thank you so much again. I love you, Jieun. You’re my idol.”

Jieun pouted as she waved him goodbye, placing a heart on her chest. She turned to Jongho, still holding up his camera.

“I can’t believe we found an Atiny on the streets,” Jieun confessed. “He was so adorable.” The older boy nodded in agreement, letting out a small chuckle.

“He especially seemed to like you,” Jongho commented, causing her to smile. “Let’s go home now, shall we?”

Together, the two youngest members began making their way home, every step bringing them closer to finishing the challenge.

TREASURE FILM EP.3 — BEACH CONFESSIONS

Jieun walked down the same path that each of her members had, following their footprints in the sand to where she was meant to stay standing. She glanced over at the director and raised her eyebrows, waiting for his approval before turning around to face her members.

“Can you guys hear me?” Jieun asked, cupping her hands around her mouth to amplify her sound.

“Yes, we can!”

She nodded, the corners of her mouth tilting upwards in a small smile. Jieun fiddled with the hem of her jacket, her gaze forward but not reaching any of her members. Some time passed as she collected her thoughts, so much so that she thought the staff or the members would have commented, but the air remained silent.

[Can’t seem to find the right words…]

“Everybody, I’m sorry for not telling you guys when I was going through a hard time,” Jieun finally confessed. “I know you must have felt hurt because it seemed like I didn’t trust you with my true feelings, but you all take such good care of me all the time. I didn’t want to be more of a burden.” She closed her eyes in fear of how they would react, though her heart swelled when she heard their responses.

“It’s ok, Jieunie!”

“We’re not upset with you!”

“You’ll never be a burden!”

Jieun’s lip began to tremble, though she quickly bit back the sob creeping up her throat.

“Don’t cry, Eun-ah!”

“I’m not gonna cry!”

The members, and even some of the staff, burst into laughter. A small chuckle escaped Jieun’s lips before she continued.

“I promise to be honest with my feelings moving forward, but even though I’m the youngest, I hope I can become someone you guys can rely on as well!”

A soft smile spread across Jieun’s face as she raised her head, finally meeting her members eye-to-eye. As her gaze floated from member to member, meeting each of their warm expressions, a single, silent tear fell down Jieun’s cheek.

[The touching words melt their hearts]

“I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life before I met you all, so thank you for showing me such an amazing and beautiful world. I want to continue making memories together, even if they’re bad or difficult, so please stay with me!”

With the end of her sentence, Jieun glanced over at the director and gave a single nod, indicating she was done. She began making her way back to the group, fiddling with her hands on the way there.

“Jieunie, come here,” Wooyoung said, making grabby hands at the girl. For once, she listened to his request, walking over to the boy and allowing him to pull her into a tight hug. “We’ll always love you, our cute maknae.”

Jieun scrunched up her face as he pressed a kiss to her cheek, Hongjoong ruffling her hair the moment she was released from Wooyoung’s grip.

The smile didn’t leave her face for the rest of the shoot.

TREASURE FILM EP.3 — GIVING THANKS

Jieun’s head rested on the table, watching her phone as it rang, praying that the call would go through.

“Hello?” 

She sat up immediately, grabbing the phone off the table and holding it closer to her head.

“Mom?” 

“Jieunie, my lovely daughter,” her mom’s warm voice sounded through the speaker. “How are you? How is Australia?” 

“It’s good, Mom,” she answered. Jieun hesitated for a moment. “Hey, Mom, we’re filming the show right now and they’ve asked me to say some things that I’m grateful for. Are you busy?” 

“I’m at work right now, but I have some time.” 

“Oh,” Jieun said, her heart falling out of her chest. “If you’re busy right now, I can call you back later or something-” 

“It’s ok, Jieunie,” her mom said, cutting her off. “I want to listen to you.” Although slightly surprised, Jieun nodded despite the fact that her mom couldn’t see. She took in a deep breath and held it for a few seconds, eventually exhaling in one slow, drawn out stream of air. 

“Mom, thank you for giving birth to me,” she started off, a small chuckle slipping past her lips. “Thank you for working so hard my whole life to set me up for success, and thank you for being supportive even when I told you I wanted to go into this career path. I know you must have worried because of everything.” 

[Jieun who finds feelings hard to talk about pours her heart out to her mom] 

Jieun bounced her leg as she placed the phone back on the table, laying her arms out before resting her head. 

“Thank you for giving me a healthy body and keeping me safe, and thank you for the best older brother I could ever ask for.” The line went silent, causing Jieun to frown. “Mom?” 

“Jieunie…” came her mom’s choked voice. Jieun let out a small laugh of surprise. 

“Are you crying?” 

“No, I just need some water,” her mom replied, voice still overcome with emotion. 

[The sudden waterworks make her laugh] 

Jieun giggled, shaking her head as her mom spoke up again. “Jieunie, thank you for always being our wonderful daughter. You’ve grown up so well and I’m sorry your dad and I weren’t always there when you needed us. I hope you can forgive me for that.” 

A small pout appeared on Jieun’s face as she looked down at the phone. All she could do was sit there in silence, struggling to find the right words. 

“My parents are both emergency room doctors, so they worked a lot of long hours while my brother took care of me,” Jieun explained. “I never really talked with them about that sort of stuff when I was growing up.” 

“Mom,” Jieun began, voice hesitant. “You don’t have to be sorry. I’m glad that I’m your daughter.” She heard a small sniffle emit from her phone, making the girl smile. 

“I’m glad that you’re my daughter too,” her mom responded. She could imagine the tears running down her mom’s face. “Ah, Jieunie, I’m sorry. I have to go now. I love you so much.” 

The sentence, which used to bring her such grief, only filled Jieun’s heart as she nodded, a smile spreading across her face as she replied. 

“It’s ok, Mom. Go save lives. I love you too.” 

After saying her goodbyes, Jieun put the phone back into her pocket. She waved at each camera set up through the room. Jieun got up and bowed to the staff, quickly thanking each one before making her way out of the room, disappearing into the stairwell. 

[Jieun’s heart has been set free]

taglist: @teezingsiyeon

[no-future-mudwasps]

[affirming-core-workout.omf]

[Quick My Stinger seems to have got some changes— chitinous bioplating has been tessellated over the chassis’ synthskin, glittering and deep black, and the faceplate and several parts of the ventral torso are clearly in a state of half-deconstruction, awaiting changes.]

[What’s most notable, though, is the action of this shot. She’s not actually in her chassis at the moment, it’s left-of-frame, but rather in the center of the shot and strapped into some sort of practice exoskeleton— and she’s upside-down, holding a tight fetal position against the ceiling. Her legs are locked through a bracing loop on the ship’s inside hull, and as she slowly releases, an obvious held breath hissing out through the comms, her body twists and stretches to hang down to the floor, meeting it handsfirst. She’s still a little unsteady as she rises from a deep crouch there to her feet, and winded too, but as she turns to camera and reveals a black blindfold secured over her eyes, there’s an unmistakeable grin.]

[kvysvdilla]

𝑩𝑬𝒀𝑶𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻

idol/Jk x supermodel/reader -Aria Jeong-

GENRE: Romance | Fluff | Celebrity life

Teaser

The energy at Victoria Secret's Runaway backstage was electric, buzzing with final preparations and last-minute adjustments. Aria stood in front of a tall mirror, her iconic angel wings secured perfectly on her back. Her blow-dried hair cascaded down in soft waves, her makeup glowed with just the right amount of shimmer to catch the lights on stage. She was breathtaking.

A stylist fussed with the last details of her outfit, ensuring every strap and embellishment was flawless. Another staff member handed her a bottle of water. “You ready for this, Ari?” they asked with a grin.

She exhaled deeply and smiled back. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

But the nerves weren’t about the wings, the heels, or the runway—it was about who would be on that runway with her tonight.

Jeon Jungkook. Her boyfriend. Her secret turned public love story.

The staff’s excitement was palpable. “How are you feeling about Jungkook performing during your walk? This is your first public appearance together since… well, you know.” The woman winked, referencing the past hate Aria had been receiving from some of his fans after their relationship was exposed to the public.

Aria's cheeks flushed, but she maintained her composure. “It’s… surreal, yet scary.” she admitted, glancing at herself in the mirror. “We’ve always supported each other from behind the spotlight. But now… this feels big.”

“It is big,” the woman said with a laugh. “The crowd’s going to lose their minds when they see you two.”

Just then, the faint sound of music filtered through the walls of the dressing room. Jungkook’s unmistakable voice. He was already on stage, singing his solo hit “Standing Next to You.” The show had officially begun.

The staff immediately shifted into action. “Okay, everyone! Line up!” one of the coordinators called out, clapping her hands to grab attention.

Aria took a deep breath, stepping into her place in the lineup with the other models. Her wings felt heavier now, not from the weight but from the anticipation.

“Aria, you’re up after the next girl,” the coordinator reminded her, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

As the line moved forward, her heart raced. The closer it got to her turn, the louder Jungkook’s voice became. She could hear the cheers from the audience, the clapping, the energy—it was overwhelming in the best way possible.

And then, it was her turn.

She stepped into the spotlight, the runway stretching out before her like a golden path. And there he was—Jeon Jungkook, the global pop star, her boyfriend, standing at the side of the stage, microphone in hand.

The moment their eyes met, the world seemed to disappear. He didn’t miss a beat of his song, but the way he looked at her was undeniable. His dark eyes roamed over her, admiration and pride evident in every glance.

Aria started walking, each step confident yet graceful. She could feel the cameras flashing, the crowd’s cheers growing louder. And then, unexpectedly, Jungkook stepped toward her, offering his hand with a soft smile.

She hesitated for only a second before placing her hand in his. The gesture sent the audience into a frenzy, their screams echoing throughout the venue. Jungkook continued singing, his voice smooth and steady, his eyes never leaving hers as they walked side by side.

When they reached the end of the runway, Jungkook gently released her hand, stepping back to give her space. Camila turned, striking a flawless pose for the cameras. She could feel his presence behind her, his voice carrying through the room like a melody meant just for her.

As she spun back around, their eyes met once more, and this time, with a sly smile, she raised her hand delicately to her lips and blew a flying kiss—directly at him. The crowd gasped, screams reaching new heights as they realized what she had done. It was subtle, quick, but undeniably for Jungkook.

He didn’t falter. He caught her flying kiss mid-song, the corners of his lips quirking up into that signature smirk of his. Without missing a beat, he winked—his way of returning the sentiment, a silent message meant just for her but witnessed by everyone in the room.

The crowd went wild. Fans screamed louder than the music, unable to contain their excitement at the interaction. Social media was undoubtedly already buzzing, with videos and photos flooding the internet in real-time.

Aria turned back toward the runway with a soft laugh, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush as she began her walk back. She could feel his gaze following her, and somehow, it felt like he was the only one watching her in the room.

Backstage, the crew was in chaos, all buzzing about the moment they had just witnessed. “Did she just blow him a kiss?!” one stylist whispered to another, barely containing her excitement.

“That wink! Oh my god, that wink!” another giggled.

But inside, she knew it was more than just a moment for the fans. It was for them—a small, sweet gesture that spoke volumes in the midst of the chaos.

The angel and the idol, together on the runway. A love story unfolding in front of millions, but in that moment, it felt like it was just theirs.

Chapter 01 --- Back to Series Masterlist

[autocrats-in-love]

Omg hiiii I have a request that I’ve been daydreaming and fantasizing about night for a couple of weeks 🧍‍♀️but I was wondering if you could do a fluff story of a villain who’s noticed their hero hasn’t shown up for the past few days and gets worried, they look everywhere but decide to just break into the hero base in a desperate act to find their hero, maybe they break in quietly and search for the hero or they go straight to the source and demand to know where hero is, either way they discover hero as been locked up because their powers are “too dangerous” and hero “can’t control them” (they have ice powers) when villain finds them in a cell they are strapped tightly to a chair in a room 100 degrees (or hotter idk) and because of their ice powers they are wayyy more sensitive to heat. So villain rescues them (maybe adding a gentle chin tilt and a “I’m going to get you out of here” from the villain)

Thank you if you cannnnnn! :))

Before the Ice Melts

Be warned: overheating

The villain watched the hero agency base from their hiding spot in the trees. It would be a quick drop-in, the villain told themselves. In and out. As a truck stopped in front of the intimidating metal gates, a guard stepped out from a booth to check their identification. The villain jumped out from their hiding spot and ran up next to the truck. They had turned invisible but still had to be careful to not kick up the dirt road in their wake. 

The villain leaned against the truck wall; they stared at the agency through the opening gates. Right in front of them was a flashing light. A motion sensor. The guard waved the truck through. The villain ran through as it slowly pulled in. The guard flicked the beeping motion sensor off without looking.

The villain ran to a door, entering with an employee who had the key card. They were in, but it was only a matter of time before someone looked at the heat sensor cameras and saw a problem. The lobby was huge and looked no different from that of a bank. There were no maps anywhere. Only the hero board knew where everything was in the building. Everyone else only knew what they needed to know.

How could they find the hero like this?

Normally, the villain couldn’t get rid of the hero if they tried. Always on the receiving end of their enemy’s ice powers. But for the past few weeks, the villain had been allowed to go about their evil business with no interruptions. Not even a replacement had been assigned. It was suspicious. And the villain needed answers.

There was a maze of hallways branching off from the lobby, behind an information desk where a young person sat, looking bored. As the villain got closer, they recognized her. It was the hero’s sidekick. She wasn’t qualified to fight the villain on her own yet--but she should at least be shadowing another hero right now.

The villain didn’t have a lot of time. They walked right up to the desk and turned visible. 

“Welcome to the hero agency, I’ll need to scan your identification to-” the sidekick looked up and gasped loudly.

The villain shushed her and looked around frantically. No one had noticed--they were all too busy to pay attention to a bothered secretary.

“Shut up!” the villain hissed, grabbing the sidekick’s collar. 

The sidekick put up her hands in surrender. “Okay, okay! Let go.” 

The villain reluctantly released her.

“What are you doing here? This is how you get arrested.” the sidekick said.

“You know why I’m here.” the villain snapped.

The sidekick bit her lip nervously. “All information regarding them is confidential now.”

“But you know.” the villain said. “There’s no way you wouldn’t do everything you could to find out.”

The sidekick paused, looking at the villain. Considering. Finally, she nodded.

“And I trust you will do everything you can to get them out?” she said. “Even if they turn you into an icicle for it?”

“I promise.” the villain said. 

“Okay. Go down hallway A6. Find room 7014.”

The villain smiled with relief. 

“Thanks. Stay out of trouble. You could get disappeared, knowing that.”

“You’re telling me to stay out of trouble?” The sidekick said.

“Touché.”

“Good luck.”

The villain turned themself invisible once more, and followed the crowd to the hall labelled A6 in bold, black letters. It was small, with doors on either side, going as far as the villain could see. The crowd thinned instantly as people walked through the first two doors. Peeking in, the villain saw they led to more hallways. A few more minutes and they were alone. The villain guessed the deeper you went, the more top-secret things became. 

They eventually reached a laser field. On the wall next to it, the text read, Rooms 7000-8000 A6. Present iris for scanning. On the one hand, the villain could just wait for someone to come by. On the other hand, the hero was so close. And it would be a few minutes before security could reach the area.

The villain stepped through the lasers.

A light above them started flashing. No alarm blared, though. No attention should be brought to this disruption. The villain ran down the corridor, checking the door numbers as they went. At last, they saw 7014 in front of them. There was a window above the villain’s head. They pushed themselves up to their tiptoes to see inside.

There was someone chained to a metal chair. The hero. They were leaning back against the chair, eyes closed. Their face had a reddish hue to it. Sweat dripped down their face and neck. Red light shone from the walls and ceiling. Heat waves distorted the villain’s view. 

The villain fell, horrified. The hero was a person of ice and snow. A being who never wore anything more than a long-sleeved shirt, even in snow up to their waist. It would take immense energy to counteract their natural cold to this degree. Next to the room was a screen attached to the wall. Above the hero’s information was the temperature. 45 degrees Celsius.

The villain could hear the distant footsteps of security coming. They didn’t care. The villain stepped back and rammed their shoulder into the door. They were getting the hero out.

Part 2

[bangtanhoneys]

BigHit's Power Couple - Seokjin & Grace

Bear with me - these are random thoughts

Before he went into the military, Seokjin & Grace filmed an advert for some kind of jewellery line to be released just before he was released from his duties.

Filmed at HYBE at night. A lot of money and time went into this

They used an instrumental version of Labrinth's All For Us

The advert opens up with Seokjin walking through the double doors of Hybe, wearing a suit

He passes mirrors, close up of his watch then his rings

As he passes, they've put Grace's reflection on the mirror so it looks like their walking together

A quick trick of the camera and it's Grace now walking to the camera, wearing a long black dress with a slit up to the upper thigh and spaghetti straps. She's got on earrings, necklace, bracelet and rings

Her part moves well with what would have been Zendaya's lyrics

The final shot is the two of them stood in front of BTS' awards, stood side by side with both of them crossing their arms over their chest with matching rings.

Advert becomes one of the highest-watched adverts on Youtube

The matching rings also sell out quickly

ARMY's find the dress Grace wore and make that sell out as well

The advert has 'BigHit's Power Couple' in the title and in it's advertising on billboads

BANGTAN BOMBS of behind the scenes of Grace singing along to Zendaya's lyrics as she walks and Seokjin dancing along

[stardusted-mouse]

Now playing file <What_Happened.mov>

The video opens to the echoing sound of heels clicking on a tile floor; a pov shot of the person recording walking down a long hallway. A glance towards a passing window reveals the person recording as Dr Alexandra Fawne, the camera likely located somewhere within her glasses. The view panning downwards shows that the doctor is holding Coma in one arm, the other gripping the strap of her bag with white knuckles. The subject is visibly tired but quiet, watching their surroundings passively even with the tension that hung over them both.

Dr Fawne approached a large set of metal sliding doors, taking a deep breath just before they slid silently open. Behind the door, a young agent looks up from where he had been previously occupied with his computer. He seems surprised to see them, but Dr Fawne pays him no attention as she crosses the room to the identical door on the other wall. She releases her grip on her bag to begin digging through it for her ID, but is stopped before she can use it by the agent’s voice off-camera.

“Dr Fawne?” It turns to look at him, the scar on his brow making their confused furrow look harsher, “I’m sorry, you’re not on the approved personnel list for today?”

The doctor responds after a small moment, giving a sigh, “I am aware, but unfortunately the subject has been having difficulty sleeping as of late. It soothes her to be in the shuttle, and I figure I could use the time to get some work done.”

They both glance down at Coma just as she lets out a large yawn, and yet the agent does not seem completely convinced.

Dr Fawne to releases an annoyed huff, “If Cooper has an issue with it he can take it up with me and then shove it up his ass.”

He lets out a breath that could almost be a laugh, finally entering the code to allow her ID to scan her into the hangar, “Alright, alright.”

The doctor gives him tense smile and a nod, before holding her ID up to the scanner and walking through the door. She slowly lets out the breath she did not realize she was holding as she entered the hangar. Once close enough to the shuttle, she set Coma down and told her to go lay inside and wait for her.

The camera lingers on the image of the small mouse running away for a moment, before turning sharply away and walking towards a control panel set into the wall. Dr Fawne’s hand comes into frame once again to enter a small code into the keyboard on the panel, causing an even smaller panel to slide open to reveal a USB port. The rustling of a bag is heard offscreen before the doctor’s other hand rises into view holding a small flash drive, labeled on the side with the word “invisible”.

She hesitates very briefly, seeming to brace herself, before inserting the drive into the wall. Dr Fawne waits for a moment, before looking up in the direction of the closest security camera in the area to watch as it sinks in deactivation. One last quick glance at the panel on the wall reveals a five minute timer has started, before the doctor turns and quickly makes her way towards the shuttle.

Once inside, the camera finds and focuses on where the Coma is sitting in a small chair near the large computer screen along one wall of the craft. Having waited patiently for Dr Fawne to appear, she was already buckled into the seat and looking up at her expectantly.

“Good girl,” The doctor said warmly as she walked over and kneeled in front of her, Coma giving a bright smile in response that was interrupted by a loud yawn.

“You’re going to go on a trip for a while, okay little one?” She continued in a whisper, the subject nodding along sleepily, “And then in a few days I will call you back down okay? And we can go to a new place together, far away from all those mean men and tests. First you just need to take a little adventure.”

“Like in my stories,” Coma mumbled, and Dr Fawne gave a small chuckle.

“Yes, just like from your stories. You go on an adventure and then you get your happily ever after.” She brings a hand up to gently cup the mouse’s cheek, “You just gotta be brave, okay? Computer will take care of you while you’re away.”

“Mmkay mama,” Coma nuzzled into her hand, eyes blinking slowly, and the camera sees nothing for a moment as Dr Fawne leaned down to kiss her forehead.

“Goodbye, Coma, I will see you soon.” The words are hushed, slightly pained, and after muttering them the room is suddenly bathed in red lights, an alarm blaring outside. Their time is up, GUN has noticed something is wrong.

Dr Fawne turns to the shuttle’s computer, barking an order to begin launch sequence as soon as she has left the shuttle. She ruffles Coma’s hair one last time before rushing out of the ship, the hatch sliding shut behind her. Running down the hall, she gets to the panel in the wall just before the doors to the hangar burst open, a swarm of armed guards entering.

The guards surrounded her quickly, her back to the wall as the camera looked around for a way out. After a moment, the wall parted to allow a man to walk through, his expression smug as he looked down at the doctor.

“Cooper,” Dr Fawne spits the name, before actually spitting at the ground in front of him.

Damien Cooper’s smarmy grin turned into a grimace of disgust at the action, before he looked at her unamused, “Cute. I can’t say I’m surprised to find out our “breach” in security was you, Alexandra. We really have let you grow far too attached to your little… pet project. Where is the subject?”

Dr Fawne laughs from behind the camera in response, everything beginning to shake slightly. It seems to be more than just the camera, as the guards are visibly thrown off balance in front of her. They all look to the side for the source of the disturbance, the doctor doing so as well a beat later, in time to see the shuttle containing the subject lifting itself into the air.

“What are you doing just standing there?” Cooper snarled at the men standing around staring at it, the camera finding him once again, “Stop that ship!”

“You can’t,” Dr Fawne taunts him, the smirk evident in her voice, “I’ve locked GUN out of its systems, it will only come back down when I give the word.”

Cooper glares down at her for a minute, before barking sharply, “Agent Spears, do your job. Arrest her, we’ll see if we can’t find a way to get that shuttle back on the ground. And if not, we can find other uses for her...”

As he turns to walk away, the agent from before hesitantly steps forward, cuffs in hand. Despite the fact she had lied to him earlier, he did not seem entirely comfortable following the order. Dr Fawne did not struggle however, passively turning to face the wall and allowing the agent to handcuff her. The camera’s view stayed on the shuttle as it rose ever higher into the air, until Dr Fawne was turned and forced to begin walking towards the door.

File closed

[vpjdrums]

Tomtoc Navigator-T61 Rolltop Backpack 20L Review

I Recently ordered a backpack after years of using shoulder bags. I still like my briefcase/shoulder bags for client meetings or office scenarios, but they’re just not convenient for travel or out in the field work. I didn’t need a backpack specifically for cameras because I use a Sony point/shoot camera and/or a small Sony camcorder, so no extra lenses or flashes are needed to be packed. But, I definitely need something that can protect my MacBook and other gear/necessaries.

That’s when I discovered @tomtocbags a relatively newer designer/manufacturer of laptop sleeves/bags/backpacks and gear cases. I really like the modern and sleek designs of their offerings. I also like their sustainability features: Manufactured with at least 50% recycled materials, manufactured at facilities that protects the rights and health of workers, and made with chemicals safer for people and the environment. They seem to be going for the market taken up by more expensive bag manufacturers like Timbuk2. Tomtoc was a refreshing and pleasant finding.

What I like about this backpack:

Modern, sleek, sustainable, and durable design.

Ample room for gear, clothes, and other necessities. Especially when rolled all the way up. Nice padded protective pockets for both a laptop and tablet, and slots for additional gear/tech.

Water resistant materials and waterproofed front pocket and back access zippers.

Expandable side pockets that can easily accommodate larger water bottles.

Quick access back zipper for laptop/tablet pockets, luggage strap on back, and a nice key hook/strap inside front side pocket.

Comfortable back padding and padded shoulder straps (no sternum strap, which I don't mind) with three carabiner loops on each side.

Price points that are much less than what companies like Timbuk2, Stubble&Co, and Wandrd are charging.

My wishlist for Tomtoc:

Side mount/compression straps to secure a longer umbrella, taller water bottle/thermos, and/or tripod would be nice. The backpack does have two top loops on both sides of bag that a carabiner paracord (see 1st above photo) or something like a Think Tank Photo Disguise Strap could be attached to.

I would have liked the inner lining to be orange, bright yellow, or lime green for visibility when searching for things inside.

I would have liked the bag to be a little larger at least aesthetically. I’m taller/larger (6’ 1” over 200lbs) so when not fully rolled up it looks a little small on me. Not an issue when the backpacks fully packed and rolled up (expands from 17 to 20L) though. However, I can see the size being a benefit when traveling by plane or when getting around in a city environment.

Though not that big of a deal, waterproofing the top and front side zippers like the front pocket and back access ones would be a smart move going forward.

Along with the carabiner loops, I wouldn't mind seeing a D ring on one of the shoulder straps in the future. But, nothing that a carabiner paracord (see 2nd above photo) wouldn't solve.

Final thoughts:

The Tomtoc 17-20L Navigator Roll Top Laptop Backpack definitely strikes a nice balance between great quality and affordability, making it one of the best minimalist roll top backpacks available at this price range. Not only is it constructed with durable materials, but the inside is ample enough for clothes and gear perfect for both short leisure and business trips, and also daily commutes and onsite work. Definitely recommend this backpack. Looking forward to checking out more of their products.

Update: I attached an 8Link Quick Release Magnetic Sternum Strap. Helps when I’m carrying more than usual and especially while traveling/away.

[holly-fixation]

Silver Turncoat

Summary: The golden child’s first mission was supposed to be a simple extermination of a people preventing Shinra rule. It was what he was trained for. What he was made for. But when a blond roughly his age gives him the chance to escape the life Shinra has planned for him, he’s given the first real choice of his entire life.

Shinra is not happy with his decision. And many consequences await them if and when they make any missteps. 

Inspired by this prompt by @im-totally-not-an-alien

Please enjoy!

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Chapter 1: First Departure

The propeller’s swatting of air trapped the SOLDIER’s enhanced hearing to the range of the helipad. Soon he would be in the air and dropped at the coordinates sent by the P0s. Soon he’d exterminate every citizen on the island to make way for Shinra’s construction team and begin development of a new reactor. Soon… he'd enter his first mission, unbeknownst to the public that believed him to already be a hero with hundreds of easily won battles under his belt.

This was real. He was not permitted a single mistake.

A lone cadet entered the cabin as the co-pilot followed closely behind with panicked breath. Clearly this small departure delay worried the co-pilot with future reprimands, rushing into the front and yelling a small command to close the door and strap in now. 

The cadet seemed less worried, but worried nonetheless, following the command swiftly and taking his seat against the far side of the craft. 

The SOLDIER couldn't help the small crease of his brow in confusion. His orders were to arrive on Rhadore alone. 

As if the cadet knew what he was thinking, the cadet shrugged, pointing up and shaking his head. 

Ah. A decision from the higher ups then. It was possible. Somewhat. The soldier turned to the window, his snake-like eyes containing the cadet in his periphery, his left hand itching at the ready for his blade. 

His first mission hadn't begun and already he sensed a threat. An uneasiness. Why wasn’t he informed? Was this how normal missions were? Sudden changes at the last second before lift off? Maybe he was just overthinking the small inconvenience, but he was desperate to do this right.

Considering the coordinates were barely in the airwaves for a second. The team that sent the signal was most likely in danger. Not a single other reason justified the sudden cut off. His arrival was necessary both for protection and for experience in true combat. 

The soldier stayed hidden in his thoughts, occasionally sparing a glance at the cadet next to him. Mainly his gaze scanned the landscape, the real one before him. The real world. No simulations. No projections. It was nearly the same, but the imperfection and limitless sky could never be copied by a few camera tricks. 

Soon the lands shifted from mountainous and dry plains to the deep blue ocean reflecting the sky. 

The cadet at his side unstrapped while they were still in the air, the clicks instantly drawing his reptilian gaze. But once the cadet stood, the helmet turned to him before shaking side to side, a hand raised ever so slightly as a silent request to remain in his seat. 

Something was off, but he could not act unless he was certain. 

The cadet walked into the cockpit, asking general updates about their arrival time, their distance from Midgar, how the helicopter is operating, if autopilot was active or even possible in such a craft. Then both pilots were swiftly knocked unconscious by the cadet’s quick elbows. The soldier shot to his feet and launched at the traitorous cadet. 

But the cadet expected that, he must have. 

A wide blade suddenly appeared in the traitor’s hand and met the Shinra branded katana. The silver haired hero chose to lock their blades in a cross, allowing neither to move in such a confined vehicle. He foolishly believed he could release one hand and take the attacker down with materia, but the strength he required when the faux cadet leaned into their blades forced his entire grip. Both of them struggled as the attacker released one hand and allowed the remaining grip to shake. In a swift movement, the thick blade became two and the soldier was sent stumbling back. 

While the boy regained his balance, the traitor disconnected any communication with HeadQuarters and grabbed hold of the controls, turning the craft away from the sea. But once he was back on his feet, the traitor turned back to him, and for a moment all they attempted was reading each other.

It finally hit the golden child, realization hidden under a stone facade. This wasn’t a traitor before him; it was a spy. A spy he failed to identify before hijacking the craft. His first mission hadn’t begun and he already failed. Shinra needed him. The P0s at Rhadore needed him. But here, in a vehicle he did not know how to operate, two men were going to die for his failure, and though he could jump and risk damage from the water below, he didn’t know if he would make it to shore before he drowned.

This spy was going to kill him either way.

“Whatever you’re thinking, you’re not right,” came the first words this fake cadet spoke since they entered.

The soldier only hardened under the assumption. 

“I’m trying to help you, Sephiroth.”

Confusion shattered Sephiroth’s expression. 

The spy moved one of the unconscious bodies and took control of the craft completely, throwing the basic troop helmet to the side. “It’s impossible to see in that thing…” An annoyed mutter hit the air. Now with the full countenance visible, the sorrow this traitor felt for the pilots was obvious. The spy was probably only a couple years older than he was. 

“How?”

There was a pause before mako blue eyes turned to meet the boy. “By getting you out of Shinra. And if all goes well, keeping them away from you.”

Sephiroth steeled once more and held his blade to the side of the spiky blond’s throat. Unlike before, the spy did not retaliate. “Why me?”

Another deep pause, eyes trained on the sky in front of them. “...Do you really want what Shinra has planned for you?”

“It is my duty.” The blade pierced a single drop of blood, crimson slowly trailing the pale neck, but the blond didn’t move.

“Do you want to be a hero?”

The teen’s breath caught in his throat, the page in his pocket suddenly burning and an ache in his heart begging for his answer to this stranger to be true. “I…”

The pilot waited, forcing silence over the rapid strumming of propellers. 

Sephiroth removed his blade as his eyes fell. “...Who are you?”

“I’m Cloud.” There was no hesitation. “And if you trust me, here’s the plan.”

The soldier stood at attention. 

“I’m gonna get us back to the mainland.”

“The P0s-”

“Are not likely to survive without your aid, I know. But trust me when I say saving your life will save so many more. And if those P0s play their cards right, they’ll be fine. In trouble at HQ but fine.”

Sephiroth didn’t understand what Cloud meant.

“Once the beach is in sight, I’m going to get us as low as I can. Then I’m going to activate autopilot and we’re going to jump.”

If they were high enough, the autopilot should prevent the two unconscious pilots from dying in a crash. They might even have enough fuel for them to wake up and at least crash without casualties. All they needed to do was land on the sand, and they’d… The golden child stepped back. Shinra… He’d be running away from Shinra, from his duty, from everything he knew.

From his training. From his president. From the people that believed him to be a hero through Shinra’s lies.

From his life.

From Hojo.

For now, he’d take his chances. If he decided to change his mind, he’d claim he was captured by the enemy, and that the security department failed. Not him. Would that work? How would he even-?

He didn’t know how much time had passed when Cloud grabbed his arm softly. 

“We’re here. We have to jump. Are you ready?”

The golden child didn’t answer, swiftly opening the side door and jumping without another thought.

Cloud was stunned for only a moment before running back to the cockpit, activating autopilot, and retrieving his helmet before he followed. As they fell, white doves flew through the air, and the purity of those feathers landed at Sephiroth’s perfectly safe target in the sand, small rings formed from the miniscule manipulation of energy to land without a scratch. 

They both waited until the helicopter disappeared over the land before speaking. 

“What now?” The teen demanded.

Cloud looked him over and then himself. “First, we need to trade uniforms.”

Sephiroth was too recognizable. Dressing as a cadet would certainly deter any onlookers, and they were roughly the same height. If anything, they were roughly the same age as well. However, Sephiroth grimaced as he scanned over the uniform he was never forced to try.

“What’s wrong?”

“...do I have to wear the helmet?”

“Yes, Sephiroth.” 

The small pout in response surprised Cloud, but he tried- and failed- not to show it.

“We don’t need to trade everything but we should at least change shirts and armor.”

Sephiroth sighed. It made sense. Too much sense. He just…wasn’t expecting it. “...Very well. Agreed.”

He hoped he made the right choice. For now, he had the option to go back, to turn in this cadet as an enemy of Shinra. But to have even the chance to live a life other than Shinra’s control would be a waste to throw away without attempting, even if it was with this blond stranger.

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To be continued…

Chapter List

Author’s note: I’ve had this prompt saved for a while and it’s just been playing in my mind on repeat since the latest chapter of EC: First Soldier. I’ll try to make this as EC compliant as possible, but if I state something that a later update changes/disproves, I’m not going back. With that in mind, I’m trying to be as vague as I can with Sephiroth’s past for now. I will have to rip off the band-aid eventually. 

Oh, and I forgot one of the first words of the prompt was ‘child Cloud’ so here’s Teenage Trooper Cloud with a few tricks up his sleeve. Hope you enjoyed it! It’s gonna be a fun trip with plenty of fluff and sweet sweet angst! Thanks for reading!

[boyslit-moving]

Vinian - 5★

Title : Vivi the Magnificent!

Path : Nihility

Element : Imaginary

Combat Type : Debuff/CC

Faction : Masked Fools

Introduction : The life of a traveling magician can be difficult but Vinian finds enjoyment wherever they go. If it can’t be found, it can be made, and seeing the astonished faces of the crowd is their greatest joy. There’s always a trick up their fashionable sleeve, to delight and amuse both the magician and the audience.

Combat Kit and Voice Lines under the cut

we stay silly :3

— Ability

(*Combat kit isn't 100% set in stone, still fiddling with it)

Basic ATK : Hidden Arsenal - Vinian produces several throwing knives from their coat and throws them all in quick succession at a single enemy.

Skill : Mirror Box - Imprisons an enemy in a trick box for 1 turn; when they are released, sets Disorientation on them for 2 turns - makes them auto-attack a random ally instead of using skill or ult (same as Dominated from Kafka. Could make them attack themselves instead?)

Ultimate : Grand Finale - lights go dark. A single spotlight highlights a large painted wheel to which an enemy is strapped. Vivi produces two handfuls of throwing knives and an eerie grin. deals massive damage to a single enemy and x2 damage to enemies with Disorientation

Talent : Over Here! - Vinian can evade an attack every five turns by trading places with an illusion. The turn count carries over from battle to battle. An enemy whose attack is evaded with this Talent gets the debuff Disorientation for 1 turn.

Technique : Keep Them Guessing - resets the turn count for ‘Over Here’ to 4, and randomly shuffles Vinian in the attack order for the first turn.

Possible Idle Animation: Takes off hat, inspects inside, makes a surprised :O face and after winking at the camera (no matter where camera is in relation to them), disappears into their hat which spins and settles onto the ground upside down. Pops back out after a second with a spray of flowers.

— Eidolons

Happiness is for Sharing - adds a 50% chance to trap an extra enemy in Mirror Box

Joy for Your Troubles - if Vinian is afflicted with a status effect when Over Here! triggers, trading places with the illusion causes the status effects to disappear.

Simply Dizzy with Bliss - Extended the duration of Disorientation on enemies by +1 turn.

Unwavering Euphoria - +2 to Basic and Skill

Jubilation of Victory - When Vinian defeats an enemy, they are shuffled randomly in the turn order and the count for Over Here is set to a random number between 1 and 4. This can only occur once per round.

Elation Beyond Measure - +2 to Ult and Talent

— Character Lines

First Meeting : Gather 'round, everyone! Guaranteed to amaze and delight, Vivi the Magnificent will perform for you a show unlike any you've ever seen! Now, watch carefully—you won't want to miss a single second of this spectacle!

Greeting : You know, you really ought to keep more tidy. Why—goodness! You shouldn't be storing coins behind your ears, friend! (laughter)

Parting : Alas, our time together has come to an end, and I must bid you adieu. Don't frown so, my dear. We shall meet again, I'm sure.

About Self - [Magic Shows] : I started performing magic and sleight of hand at quite a young age, to supplement my family's earnings. I got exceedingly good at it, and suddenly I found my performance in such high demand I hardly knew what to do! Soon I had to pack up and take the show on the road, traveling the stars and delighting all sorts of people with my illusions before taking off again.

About Self - [Hat] : Ah, you're wondering how I manage to make myself disappear with only this simple hat, are you? *clicks tongue* Don't you know a magician never reveals the secrets of their tricks? But since we're such good friends, I'll give you a hint: this one has a bit of help from a higher power~

Chat - [Children] : Kiddos make the best audience, honestly. Wide-eyed and full of wonder, and they haven't learned to be skeptical of things that shouldn't be able to happen. They'll cheer and laugh without restraint, their cheeks all rosy and their little eyes a-sparkle with joy… now that's what makes everything worth it, you know?

Hobbies : I took a bit of interest in fashion along the way, out of necessity at first, but it's become a fun and soothing past-time for me. Vivi's stage outfits are all designed and hand-made by yours truly. *small gasp* You know, I'm working on a newer, flashier one for Garidon-II in a couple months. Want a sneak peek?

Annoyances : I don't get too many hecklers, but I suppose their presence is how one knows one's made it. If they get too rowdy, I can simply incorporate them into my show, and they seem to learn their lesson quickly enough.

Something to Share : Shall I teach you a little something to dazzle your friends with? Watch carefully. Practice the movements and the misdirection at the same time. That's half the work of illusion - they'll watch the flash and completely miss the real work being done.

Knowledge : I can't possibly keep track of how many different worlds I've been to. After a while they all start blurring together, and that's how I know I need a good vacation. My favorite? Ahhh... well, Epsilon has become something of a second home to me, you might say. Some of my favorite people in all the universe hang around there~

About Madame Brughel : A new friend, but a dear one. We've had the most wonderful time together dodging her terrifying suitor and enjoying all the joys the city has to offer. I'll be so heartbroken when we have to part.

About Giovanni : Now there's an interesting fellow! Seems very committed to that mask. He is, of course, also committed to the bit, to laughter and amusement like the rest of us, but one has to wonder why he keeps that thing on... sometimes I wonder if he bathes with it on, you know?

<pending more once we actually meet some people on Penacony>

— Combat Lines

Battle Begins - Weakness Break : Let's begin, shall we?

Battle Begins - Danger Alert : Perhaps we're out of our league here… still going to try? That's the spirit…I think.

Turn Begins I : I'll try not to hog the spotlight~

Turn Begins II : Break a leg~

Turn Idling : The show must go on, my dear… we've not a moment to lose.

Basic ATK : Hah!

Skill : Can you find your way out? Good luck…

Hit by Light Attack : Oof! Mind the coat, will you?

Hit by Heavy Attack : Augh! They're getting serious now…

Ultimate: Activate : And now, for the grand finale!

Ultimate: Unleash : 1x: Ah, a volunteer! We can't keep the audience waiting… let's give them a show to REMEMBER! (2x: It was knife to meet you, but I'm afraid I have to cut our time short!)

Talent : *giggles* Missed me!

Downed : You haven't-seen the last…of me…

Return to Battle : Ta-daaah~!

Health Recovery : My gratitude is yours, darling.

Technique : *light gasp…. a soft pinging noise as they wink* *self-satisfied hum when they reappear*

Battle Won : How exhilarating!

Treasure Opening : Let's see what sort of trinkets have been left for us, hmm?

Successful Puzzle-Solving : And there you have it!

Enemy Target Found : Let's have some fun, shall we?

Returning to Town : Let your hearts be at ease, for Vivi the Magnificent has returned once again!

[shutterfox5555]

Ensign Ful-Vue II: The Restoration

So last month I got this quirky little 1950’s British made camera in a charity shop. An Ensign Ful-Vue II. A medium format camera which was a pseudo-TLR which worked more like a box camera as it had both a fixed aperture (f11) and a fixed shutter speed (1/30th).

It had seen better days as it had dirt and paint chips all over, the shutter release lever occasionally stuck after actuating the mechanism, the strap had pretty much had it and the lock/unlock knob for opening it had lost its cap. But surprisingly for its age the optical elements were only a touch dusty, and after a quick wipe were extremely clear and bright. Considering the condition of the glass and the fact it took 120 film (very much still readily available) I decided to try and get this camera looking as good as possible.

First step was to strip it down and mask up any areas I didn’t want paint getting to. This camera is really quite basic in design, so I had the whole thing stripped down with 3 screws and 1 clip removed.

When masking up the film caddy part, I took extra care to make sure this original advertisement sticker didn’t get damaged.

I decided that to get the best finish, removal of the old paint would probably be best. I initially tried removing it using wire brush tools that came with my rotary tool, and although it was removing the paint it was burning through the brushes too fast. 5 brushes dead and all that was done was 60% of one side. An upgrade was needed.

I started treating the surface with isopropyl alcohol then attacking it with a much bigger brush that could handle higher RPMs without losing its bristles. What took 20 mins with the rotary tool was 5 mins with the drill/brush combo. Progress!

I briefly reassembled the camera at this stage to see how it looked. I was tempted to polish up the metal really well at this point and either have it unpainted or some sort of two-tone effect, but decided to try and keep it original as possible as per the initial plan. I disassembled it again and cracked open the can of matte black spray paint.

Whilst waiting for the spray paint to dry, I dealt with that sticking shutter release lever. I oiled the mechanism using a cotton bud and some oil. I didn’t want to put too much on in case it flicked onto the glass elements during use. That said, unlike other cameras I owned I could at least strip this down easily and clean it off if it did.

With the mechanism working more smoothly than it has done in decades, all that was left was to clean the glass elements.

The moment of truth. The removal of masking tape and reassembly. And I must say I’m very happy with the results. The finish on one side isn’t perfect and it seems I’d scratched the paint ever so slightly when moving the pieces after spraying, but even with these minor points it looks so so much better.

All that’s left to do now is source a new strap and to see if I can fabricate a new cap for the lock/unlock knob.