#this was made with meme generator thank you meme generator for your service

[xstick-noodlesx]

I would even pay for the show but it's not purchasable on any streaming services in the EU, specifically Germany.

[krysmcscience]

Did somebody say Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear? I think somebody said Bill shouldn't be allowed to swear. Thanks to that, have these retooled The Good Place jokes:

The "powers that be" can refer to either the Theraprism staff, the Axolotl, or just. Ya know. Disney in general. Or all three! Whichever you think is funniest. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The "party" Bill's referring to is Weirdmageddon, of course. He was quite the ashhole to everyone back then.

Ford has probably gotten pretty good at the 'tune out your psychopathic ex with dank memes' challenge.

It must be very cathartic to be able to make Bill shut up whenever you want with just the press of a button. I'm sure Ford doesn't abuse this ability at all.

Oh, sure, 'Not now,' he says, before he immediately backs out of the newly-made hole in the Theraprism wall. 🙄

Don't worry, Bill doesn't get far.

also yeah i know this one doesn't have an attempted swear - i just wanted to use the joke because of the massive stink-eye involved in it because it makes me laugh

⬇️ More goofs beneath the brief ramble if you wanna skip it lmao⬇️

Why is Ford even there, you might ask? Well, he either decided he preferred to watch Bill suffer in person over being distantly and repeatedly harassed with the same evil desperation book for the rest of his life, or he got roped into some kind of contrived community service for 1.) all his many counts of interdimensional thievery, and 2.) his ignoring all the very clear warnings to NOT summon Bill in the first place (which I like to imagine is also illegal). Theraprism staff were just like, 'Wait, this guy matters to Bill? Ooh, we can USE that! It might be the only thing that can help him want to get better!' It is not considered that throwing Ford at Bill so soon after Weirdmageddon could instead make them both WORSE - in new and altogether special ways! :D

Anyway, I'm calling it the Community Service AU, and I am most likely not going to do anything else with it beyond appropriating these silly Good Place jokes. So, feel free to adopt the concept if y'all wanna??? Just make sure that Bill is still not allowed to swear, no matter what, full stop. It's gotta be a real linguistic corkblork of a situation for him, is all I'm sayin'.

Finally, have these bonus Good Place jokes, but with Handyman!Bill this time:

'Opposite tortures' doesn't sound so bad...at least until it's an all-powerful chaos entity known for torture saying it.

you may think i forgot mabel's cute pink cheeks but the truth is that i did in fact forget but then immediately stopped caring which makes it okay, SHHHHHHH

And, finally:

lmao this is shit

True facts, if you cram Season 1 Eleanor Shellstrop and Michael into a singular triangle shape, they turn into Bill Cipher. This is science, look it up. Or don't, and just trust the source that is me, bro.

Anyway, I should be in bed, y'all have fun with these, I guess. Tune in after like a week or so and maybe I'll have an addendum to my comic about how Bill was drawn naked for karaoke night. Because him actually being naked was not the only thing I considered as a plausible explanation. XD

Also if you see any inconsistencies or errors in any of these comics, No You Do Not :D

Also also, reblogs are rad as hell and I appreciate every single one, just don't repost, please and thanks. Every time a repost is made, an artist somewhere cries. :,)

[barabones]

I forget exactly where I saw the initial post asking for volunteers, but on July 10th, I reached out to the listed email. Jane, the organizer, got back to me right away and within an hour I was added in their discord.

Up until this point, I had been maintaining an average 8 ESims myself, so I already had experience checking in on them on a daily basis. The folks there helped me onboard with the spreadsheets for keeping track, and now it's very easy for me to catalog new ones I buy and record daily data usage. The whole process takes me maybe 20-40 minutes a day depending now on how many ESims actually need to be topped off.

Jane has been very up front with lots of the group's information, with frequent announcements about the groups current funds and amounts of daily ESims sent out. She and the others have been super helpful with getting funds to us when needed, and I've almost never had to actually spend any of my own money for any of this.

In the time that I've been volunteering, they figured out how to run a Business account with the Nomad ESim company. Which means that now and then they can just send 15 or so ESims my way, and I just catalog them and send the QRcodes towards Mirna and the Connecting Gaza folks. No more wasting time with the purchasing process, while getting a bit of a bulk discount on top of that.

We also share updates on whatever brand of ESims are most needed. When folks on the ground tell us that one network doesn't seem reliable, we are able to switch over for a while until either the networking issue is fixed, or we all pressure customer service enough to replace them for us.

There's also lots of complaining about new UI updates an general website bugs. There's surprisingly a lot of them and it's good to know other folks are getting info from customer service when things go wrong.

In August they made a meme channel

Anyways....

Lets get into some stats for myself. In 2 months (July 10- Sept12) I have:

Send off 171 ESims

Maintained around 60 active ones

Topped up these active ESims 139 times

Spend over $6400 donated dollars

I have multiple power users who have burned through close to 100GB. 2 of them have broken 200GB. These are most likely being used as hot spots.

Why am I sharing all of this? Mostly to show how easy it has been to make a marginal difference. I have helped at least 60 people stay connected with the outside world in just 2 months. Probably more if we assume some of the power users becoming hotspots for other folks. This is 20-40 minutes of my time a day, and I honestly regret not signing up to do this sooner.

I was specifically limiting myself to this workload because I wanted to test the waters. Those stats was me specifically not wanting to push myself and see what impact a normal person could make with 20 minutes a day. At this point I think I will be taking more advantage of Nomad's Tuesday discounts to really bulk up my numbers. It's pretty easy to buy 15 or so every Tuesday, and then send em over.

If you would like to join us in this endeavor, please reach out to Jane at cripsforesimsforgaza(at)gmail

We are specifically looking for people in European time zones, since a lot of us are in the Americas and that's quite a difference between us and Gaza. If not, that's no problem!

If you can't participate, that's totally fine, but please donate what you can! Folks like you are the ones who keep us going!

I hope this information has been useful in some way. Like I said, I wish I had heard about this group sooner, with how easy it has been to do. I can track my direct impact of what my daily time is doing for folks, and seeing the data be used up a little bit more day by day gives me hope for everyone in Gaza. Thank you for your time.

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

01/20/2024 Crew Recap

TLDR; David Jenkins Message on IG; How you can help; Contacting Netflix, Prime, AppleTV; General Guidelines for Wooing Networks; New Hashtags; UK Crew Updates; Petition/Fundraiser Status; Articles; Extras; Rhys' Stiddy

=== Chaos Dad's Message ===

David Jenkins messaged us FRIENDS and gave us a new heading to steer the ship for the crew. Truly an amazing and sweet message, and helping give @renewasacrew a good place to start on new networks.

== How you can help ==

So based on Chaos Dad's tweet, what the folks over at @renewasacrew have recommended is we focus our efforts on Netflix, AmazonStudios, and Apple TV. We'll be polite menacing but also doing some more specific wooing this time so please see below for more information.

= Reach out to Netflix =

You can reach out to Netflix Here.

= Reach out to Apple TV =

You can reach out to apple tv by going here.

= Amazon Prime: Thank you @mermaid-stede for this write up: =

1) if you have an Amazon account, go to My Stuff > Settings > Help & Feedback > Provide Feedback

2) If you don't, write here

3) might as well try their customer service 888 280-4331, using the same strategy from above (though you might need an Amazon account)

4) and here's an email! complaints@amazon.co.uk

Amazon.com: AIV Website Feedback Form

DIGPRJSURVEY.AMAZON.COM

You can see more of their write ups here

=New Hashtags=

#AdoptOurCrew #RenewAsACrew #SaveOFMD

Things to remember:

Only Message 1 of the 3 networks at once. We are wooing them, they want to be enticed, not included in a crowd. If you are reaching out to one, make sure to reach out to all three (just separately)

Be Polite, this is a bit of a different strategy from max, we WANT these people to pick us up, we're not grumpy at them.

Yes you can use season 3 and beyond, use the same terminology David Jenkins did.

More specific info from folks regarding the things to remember:

=== UK Crew ===

Great job everyone! Your efforts made a difference! Thanks for the update @lamentus1!

Something else to mention for our UK and International Friends that are reaching out via social networks or email/phone:

=Daily Engagement Reminder!=

Our Flag Means Death Wikipedia Page

Google Search for Our Flag Means Death

Google UK Search for Our Flag Means Death

Our Flag Means Death IMDB

=== Petition / Fundraiser Status ===

Petition: ALMOST at 75K!

Renew as a Crew - Benefiting Rainbow Youth is fully funded at $17K!

OFFP Care for Gaza - HITS $10K!!!! Great job all!

=== New Articles ===

Fans Declare War Against Warner Bros., Light Up Times Square for Beloved Show

Our Flag Means Death’s Renewal Campaign Lands Times Square Billboard

=== Other Stuff ===

Some BTS from Vico's IG reels

=Wanna help out our fellow cancelees?=

Sign the Petition for Rap Sh!t!

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So Dad's message kind of blew everything else out of the water today, there were some sightings of various crew on the web but most of them were reactions to David's reel so I figured it probably wasn't worth adding today. Thank you as usual to the @renewasacrew team, and @TheCozyPirate for all their steering and insight and helping make these pivots possible each day!

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Side note: I saw a lot of really great stuff today-- people focused more on action with the renewal and starting to discuss fun things more and more, less dealing with trolls. I hope that means you all are getting some rest and avoiding some of the crazy shit going on.

Seriously, you're doing amazing. David sees it, the cast sees it, the crew sees it, we all see it. You should all feel super proud of yourself for all the hard work you're doing, whether it's just enjoying the show, being active in the renewal efforts, or just being you.

Please continue to make art, and fics, and goofy memes, and silly videos, and everything. Your creativity is so inspiring and fun and it keeps us all sane! (Also please share them with me I love them.)

On that note, here's Rhys grabbing one of those Stiddies.

Gif courtesy of ofmd-ann's post here

[sophiethewitch1]

Requesting L for Damian and Cass for the 1K Celebration 🫶

Your writing is absolutely stellar. As a fellow fic author, I understand how hard it can be to strike the balance between descriptive without being prescriptive in an x reader fic. I think you're doing an absolutely amazing job with WWW and am excited to follow along and see where it goes ❤️

L for Damian is over here! Thank you both for the lovely words! :D

Warnings: General yandere behavior, violence, unbelievably soft because I love my girls.

L = Love Letters (Is Courting an Intricate Dance Marked by Obsessive Letters and Gestures That Blur the Line Between Devotion and Insanity?):

Cass: Cass often finds it difficult to talk, as a selectively mute/semi verbal person, so letters are one of her favourite ways to talk to you. At her desk, she has a special drawer with only three things inside. A stack of paper, envelopes, and then a black ball-point pen. She never needs to start over, or want to erase anything she’s written because by the time she finally gets to her desk she knows exactly what she wants to say to you. The moments where you’re apart, she goes over her letters in her head constantly. It’s not poetic or anything, as Cass still doesn’t feel confident trying to woo you with her words. But more than anything they’re honest, sincere. She lets her heart out on the page. All the things she thinks about you, all the things in the world that remind you of her. She wants you to understand. More than she wants you to love her back, she wants you to understand how infinite her love is for you. For Cass, it’s always been about service. Her service to you. She knows she’s most useful to you as a soldier, but can you let her have this? Can you let her have her letters, her words, if only like this? She’s sorry for being greedy, but she can’t help herself.

Stephanie: Steph’s a bit odd compared to the others. While the others either want to impress you with their work, or hide it from you, Steph wants you to see her thoughts the moment they’re in her head. She’s constantly spamming you with texts. While she loves sending you memes (they’re prolific) she prefers sending things she’s made or found. Pictures from the top’s of Gotham skyscrapers. Videos of the local dog park. Food from restaurant’s she thinks you’ll love. Some punks that bothered you on the street, bloody faces reflecting the pink lights from outside the alleyway she cornered them in. She’ll laugh sheepishly if you tell her off for this. Will probably do it again. She just likes leaving you gifts! Do the memes and beaten thugs make here a good provider? God, she hopes they do. Not that she won’t stop working, of course. She’s a very dedicated girlfriend! Pshaw, stop saying the two of you weren’t dating. Even she thinks the joke is getting tired.

[thefrontofmymind]

matty healy x reader ig blurb

FC: Olivia Cook

a/n: there isn't really a particular trope i could put this under. like there's marriage and a baby, all of it soft launched. idk. help me

2019

yninstagram oui oui baguette, bisou xx

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ynfan1 living for yn the rockstar girlfriend

ynfan2 our meme queen

>1975fan1 her and matty are so made for each other

ynfan3 omg i thought she was in paris i saw her today adsskdfjs

yninstagram why travel with your rockstar of a boyfriend if youre not going to get a metric tonne of fries from room service?

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1975fan1 WHY IS THERE A PIECE OF BREAD ON THE BARE TABLECLOTH??

ynfan1 the past generation had alexa chung, we have yn

ynfan2 how is she so prettyyyyy

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yninstagram via stories:

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yninstagram via stories:

caption: home.

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trumanblack via stories:

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2022

yninstagram via stories:

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trumanblack Love. Love. Love. Love. What other word could I use? Happy birthday.

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1975fan1 IM SORRY YN IN A WEDDING DRESS???? WHAT???

>ynfan1 AND IT LOOKS TO BE FROM AROUND 2019 BASED ON HER HAIR

>1975fan1 I AM FREAKING OUT

yninstagram love you

1975fan2 so im guessing i have no chance?

>trumanblack none at all, i’m afraid.

yninstagram lol

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ynfan1 ARE THEY TROLLING WHATS GOING ON???

ynfan2 HER LEFT HAND IS CROPPED OUT

ynfan3 im sorry why is everybody freaking out?

>ynfan4 matty posted a photo of yn in a wedding dress seemingly from a while ago, everyone thinks they’re married now

trumanblack nice shirt, i wonder who’s wardrobe you stole it from

yninstagram im watching you. also stream being funny in a foreign language, its by…the 1885?

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ynfan1 she’s so right they are mum and dad

1975fan1 im sorry im just thinking about that deuxmoi post from like january

>1975fan2 what one? sorry im a newer fan

>1975fan1 it was about a singer and a model who got secretly married and had a baby like a couple months later and it was never revealed who it was

>1975fan2 oh thats interesting!

ynfan2 obSESSED with that ring

ynfan3 i STILL cant get over that yn and matty are married! Im never going to recover from this

yninstagram throwback to baby’s first aquarium visit (yes, this is what you think.)

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ynfan1 I AM CRYINGGG

1975fan1 HOLY FUCK THAT BLIND ITEM WAS REAL

ynfan2 mother is mothering the most a mother could mother right now

1975fan2 WAIT SO BOTH ADAM AND MATTY EACH HAVE A KID NOW??

>1975fan3 omg half of the 1975 are dads now…

yninstagram BRITS.

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trumanblack milf.

>yninstagram thx

charli_xcx FITTIEEEE

>yninstagram THANK U BABYYYY

ynfan1 step on me

1975fan1 the 1975 WAGs make me bi

ynfan2 how is she real???

dailymail Yn shares new video of her son on instagram, the tot was captured splashing in a puddle of mud in an instagram story from his mum. This is the first we’ve seen anything of Yn and Matty Healy’s baby after the “soft launch” back in November.

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ynfan1 is this really news? a mum shared a video of her child doing something cute, it happens every day

>ynfan2 well yn was the one that posted it, surely she expected people to talk about it

ynfan3 so so cuteeee

1975fan1 I can’t believe my parents are actual parents!!

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 440 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

Wooooo weeeeee, another chapter this week! LET'S GOOOOOOOO!!! Also, I'm so sorry for worrying y'all for my absence these past few days but after this review is posted, Imma disappear again. 😭 At this point, my chapter reviews might not be posted on time and will be late to post frequently now. Also, don't mind me changing the color of the title every 10 chapters... *Ahem* Anyways-

RIGHT OFF THE BAT, THESE HOTTIES:

Ughhh... God, the fan service here. Thanks PTJ, you the man. 😩✋🏽 Also, the way Jibeom just acted like nothing happened by saying, "SORRY!" UH HA HA HA HA HA HA... 🧍🏽‍♀️💢 Nah, we allies now. Gotta forgive, right? And Jihan too... 🧍🏽‍♀️💢💢 Man, y'all just got your asses beat for no reason. This reminds me of those anime with the MC's fighting the enemies, and then they end up becoming allies with the "power of friendship". Behold, the power of friendship everyone.

Ok, but Imma be honest. Every time I see Hudson now, I squeal like a fangirl at a BTS concert. And suddenly seeing him... NAKED? RIGHT OFF THE BAT? My loyalty for Gun is REALLY being tested. Wtf man. Also, the snakes though? That's wild. 😭

Yeah, that panel really wrecked me. Physically and emotionally.

Oh, of course. Also, debt? Huh? 🤔

Yeah man, we need to know!!! WE'VE BEEN DYING TO KNOWWWWWWWW. Whenever I hear "Young Master", it reminds me of a butler saying that. As if Daniel is being treated by a butler. 💀

YESSSSSS FINALLY DANIEL GOT A LEAD TO JINYOUNG!!! 💪🏽

"At least eat before you go." That's so nice of them. Also, "At this rate he'll live here." KSSLDJLFSDHFSLFHDSFH JIHAN PLSSSSS- 💀💀💀💀💀

Oh? Daniel coming up with a big brain plan...? 👀

LET'S GOOOOOOOO DANIEL!! BIG BRAIN MOVE!!! 🤭

Daniel being acknowledged by, not only the man who ended the era of the First Generation, but also, the STRONGEST FIRST GENERATION KING???? Oh god, I love his growth and character development so much. He'll always have my heart forever. 💖 ALSO, THIS WHOLESOME MOMENT WITH JICHANG??? THIS IS TOO CUTE. MY HEART- 😩💗 I WAS SOBBING AT THIS BECAUSE THIS WAS TOO CUTE TO WITNESS. LIKE, LOOK AT HIM PETTING DANIEL'S HEAD, LOOKING LIKE A PROUD UNCLE.

Literally, one of the cutest things I've ever seen in a long time in Lookism.

YUUUSSSSSS, JICHANG IS GONNA HELP HIM EVENTUALLY. 😭😭👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 I hope they actually do make it to the First Affiliate though. But, if the Elder knew where he was, then does that mean that he knows that Jinyoung is not in his right mind? And does he know that he has people held captive in his little basement? 👀 *coughs* Daniel *coughs* Johan *coughs* Samuel... Sorry guys, I might be getting a cold. Idk what's going on with me.

Ohhhhhh shiiiii... Pls tell me we gonna see Jake here...

AHHHHHHHH I KNEW IT, JAKE!!! BABY BOY IS BACK!!!! 😭💙 Oh shit, I wOnDeR who THAT could be...

Tbh I'm not surprised that he said it was James Lee lol. It has been emphasized by Eugene before when he said in Ch. 432, that he was aware of the murder case that caught the attention of a lot of people. And he also mentioned how Charles Choi had been using blackmail on James Lee to control him in exchange of covering James's part of the murder. Also, earlier in that chapter, I was wondering why Charles would even bother to help in covering up a murder for James if that person that James murdered wasn't so important in the first place. If it was just a "nobody", then he would've just thrown that person somewhere, buried him, or burnt his body and converted it into ashes. Clearly, it all makes sense now. (Also, the red picture gave it away. lmao) AND JAKE, WITH THE TYPICAL "death stare" EXPRESSION WHEN HE FOUND OUT WHO THE MURDERER FOR HIS FATHER'S DEATH WAS??? Is he going to get revenge or something? 😭

But oh boy, James is really gonna get it eventually. Both him and Charles Choi. Actually, DEFINITELY Charles Choi. The guy is literally walking scum in the first place.

You see, Charles Choi is a clown... 😀 *end of argument*

I hope he does. Because if Charles Choi intercepts their operation, I'm going to sue. 😡

Ughhhh, bro... Don't make me cry again, please. 💀💀💀💀

Oh great, speak of the Devil. 👿 FUCK OFF CHARLES, AND STOP RUNNING AWAY FROM YOUR CRIMES, YOU ASSHOLE! 😤

NOOOOOOOOOO FUCK YOUUUUU CHARLES!!! GET AWAY FROM THE ELDER!!!! AGGHHHHHDSFHSDFHASDJDSHFLSD JICHANG!!!! BEAT HIS ASS!!!! TAKE HIS LIMBS OFF!!!! 😤😤😤😤😤

IT'S NOW OR NEVER, MF. I WANT THIS MAN TO SUFFER.

Wait, an "unknown car"? He MUST have a driver with him. Please tell me that his driver is none other than Gun/Goo... Ik this is wishful thinking, but I want to see them again. 😳

YEEEEEEESSSSSS JICHANG, SLAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY. SLAY KING, SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. 😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽 HERE'S YOUR CROWN, KING OF CHUNGCHEONG'S KING OF SEOUL'S WHITE SNAKE!! 👑

By choking...? 💀 I mean, I've seen a big ass snake devour a huge animal before, so it's possible Charles. Don't doubt Jichang's abilities, because you might be surprised at how he could MURDER YOU ON SIGHT. 😡😡😡 (And oh god, looking at Elite's face still reminds me of my professor. 😭 *sobbing* But also, with a twist of Manager Kim too.)

I just want his ass to be wiped off the face of the Earth. Both him, and Eugene. But, wait... If Eugene and James Lee are conspiring AGAINST Charles Choi, and everyone else are conspiring against Charles Choi too, then... WHY CAN'T EVERYONE JUST UNITE AND BEAT CHARLES??? They all have a similar goal, yet they decided to do things their own way? Well, I get that they have ulterior motives/goals for them to take down Charles Choi, but at least make it easier for yourselves instead of just handling the crap on your own, right? Fight later, unite now. 🧍🏽‍♀️

Man, idk anymore. Just do whatever tf you guys want at this point. 😭

[tryingtodotheright-thing]

Hello Sunset - 7

AN: This chapter was hard to write for some reason. I'm still trying to get back in to the groove of writing so please bear with me things don't flow. Let me know which parts you enjoyed. Also, when I started planning this, I'd already weaved in that S.Coups enlisted as a public service officer so I won't go back and change things.

PAIRING: Seungcheol x fem!reader GENRE: exes to lovers, idol verse, angst WORD COUNT: 4,340 WARNINGS: reader has anxiety and depression, swearing, mentions of alcohol Text in blue is spoken/written in Korean.

Previous / Next

6 February 2024

Y/N reflected on the past week as she got ready for her date. The Sunday morning after their dinner, Joshua had added Y/N to a group chat with the other 95 liners and spammed the chat immediately with the pictures they had taken, mostly the goofy ones he had taken of Y/N before Jeonghan and S.Coups had joined. Y/N in response had sent through memes of Joshua. Jeonghan had then joined in, sending in unflattering pictures of Joshua that Y/N immediately saved for future use. She wasn’t that mature to not seek revenge.The ragging had teetered off eventually. They’d checked in on how everyone was handling their hangovers. Jeonghan had asked her what she was doing and she’d sent them a picture of her half-packed suitcase. Joshua, staying in character as the annoying brother, had nagged her to get it done and not procrastinate. She had sent him an eye rolling emoji in response. At one point, S.Coups had sent a message asking after her itinerary. She had confirmed the dates she’d be at each city and told the trio to send her a list of anything they wanted her to bring back. She’d gone back to packing as she chatted with Eun Ji, who had come over that morning with coffee and breakfast. 

Her phone pinged to let her know there was a new notification. Swiping the screen, she saw that she’d gotten a text from S.Coups that read ‘I’ll be there in 10 minutes’. She was still trying to come to terms with what was happening. Barring that short moment in the car, he hadn’t really given her a sign to say he was into her and she hadn’t wanted to read into something that wasn’t there. After all, they didn’t really know each other. But then, she got the text from him on Thursday evening. He’d sent it to her directly instead of the group chat.

S.Coups  Thursday 1 February Did you make it safely to Sapporo? 19:38

Y/N hadn’t expected him to remember, let alone check in on her.

Hey! Yes, I just got to the hotel actually. 19:45

Keep warm. It’s cold right now. 19:46

I will! Thank you for checking in 🙂 19:46

She’d thought that would be the natural end of their conversation but it wasn’t. 

Keep your Tuesday evening free.  I’ll show you around Sapporo.  20:16 If you want to. 20:17

Y/N didn’t reply immediately that night. She had needed to run this whole situation past Joshua first before she did anything. He was her friend first and he needed to feel comfortable with whatever was going on. She’d sent Joshua a screenshot of the message and then put the whole thing out of her mind. She had work the next day and that had been her priority. Fast forward to now, Joshua had given her the green light, saying he’d seen it coming and she’d been texting him all her nervous misgivings last night as she fretted over the ‘date’. Did he even see it as a date? She didn’t know. She knew nothing except the ever present flutters that right now made her want to throw up her lunch. 

Y/N wrapped the warming scarf around herself, gave herself a glance over before leaving her hotel room to wait in the hotel lobby. She’d suggested meeting him at the venue but he’d disagreed, saying it’s better to go together. They were heading to Odari Park to take in this year’s Snow Festival the city was famous for. The festival had been recommended to her by Makoto-san, the general manager for the Japan office, when she’d met him last Friday. It was pure coincidence and luck that her visit crossed over with the festival. Y/N was heading to Okinawa tomorrow with some colleagues to assess the operations there so she didn’t think she’d have time to go. As if he’d read her thoughts, S.Coups had asked if she’d like to go to the snow festival. Her anticipation for the evening was sky high though she tried to remind herself to consider it just a normal outing between friends. 

S.Coups was cloaked in mystery and his winter accessories, the mask, scarf and beanie hiding most of his features. He was dressed mostly in black, similar to the last time Y/N saw him. He was the picture of calm, hands casually resting in the pockets of the baggy padded jacket he wore and humming an unheard melody. He looked up at the sound of Y/N’s boots. A smile quickly covered his face though Y/N could only tell by the squinting of his eyes since the rest of his face was covered. Soon, Y/N stood in front of him, only a step away from fully invading his personal space. He looked so warm and comfortable that Y/N wanted to wrap her arms around his waist tightly. She instead gave him a quick bow with her head in greeting. He responded in kind before suggesting they head out. 

They stayed close yet far enough as they walked to the car, so that it wouldn’t take much for them to separate and pretend they were strangers. Y/N noticed the deliberate act and it reminded her yet again how different their worlds were. Yes, she was getting traction and much quicker than anyone had anticipated, but she never had to consider any of this. She maintained her privacy and her presence in the media was little. Maybe that would change in the future, but for now, no one cared too much about Y/N the person and what she was getting up to in her personal life.

It would have been quicker to take public transport but with Seungcheol (as he’d asked to be called) being who he was, it was prudent they avoided being out in public together if possible. The driver and the guard remained respectful of their privacy and listened to the radio on low volume as the pair in the passenger seats spoke. She broke the silence first, asking about his vacation and how he’d ended up in Sapporo. He explained that it was a reward for working hard during rehab and a much needed break before he picked up the pace once the holidays were over. The conversation flowed easily once the metaphorical ice broke. He told Y/N about this spontaneous trip with some friends to Sapporo for the holidays, how he’d wanted to enjoy the downtime before rehab intensified and he began to prepare to return to the public eye from his hiatus. He asked about the progress of her trip, being attentive and listening patiently as she lost herself in recounting stories from the past week. He asked questions that showed he was interested and it made Y/N feel shy. She was used to being listened to and respected in the office, but it was different getting it from Seungcheol. Y/N knew it spoke volumes how she sometimes allowed herself to be treated in her personal life, specifically her parents. She didn’t feel the need to hide away and turn the attention away from herself as was her norm. It was all because she felt his genuine interest. Y/N was really starting to admire Seuncheol the man as much as she admired S.Coups the artist. 

Odari Park was busy and they huddled close as they admired each sculpture. There were so many ice sculptures and it was fascinating that people could so precisely recreate anything from a castle to your favourite anime character in ice. Seunghceol enjoyed being able to move around so freely in a crowd. He enjoyed it even more with Y/N. She looked at everything with awe and was excitable in her as she took in each piece of art. He found it so endearing and couldn’t help but to smile at her cute mannerisms. She would get caught up in her excitement and forget to maintain the calm persona she’d planned to present that evening. Y/N found herself forgetting that she was just getting to know Seungcheol as it was too comfortable to spend her time walking around with him sharing their thoughts on what they observed. Whenever she would get too excited and get close to him to say something, he would smile at her softly and when she would get shy upon realising, he would tap her hands, like he did back in December, to get her attention and reassure her it’s okay by carrying on whatever conversation they were having. 

Though they took breaks, it was difficult to find a place where they can properly rest. Y/N became worried about the cold and Seungcheol walking around for too long that it starts to hurt him. Anticipating that he would say he was fine, Y/N instead asked Seungcheol if he was hungry as she was ready to eat. With that, they found themselves in an Udon restaurant not that long after. The pair sipped on a tea to warm up their bodies as they waited for their food to arrive. They compared pictures they took of the sculptures and of each other. They both debated on who had the best ones, sending each other pictures the other didn’t have. Seungcheol had also taken pictures on a camera, and he said he would upload those on Weverse but the ones he took on his phone was just for the two of them.

As they finished looking through their memories of the evening, Seungcheol lamented that they forgot to take a picture together. The guard, who’d kept them company from a distance for the evening, offered to take one. Seungcheol immediately moved to sit beside Y/N for a photo. He took his mask off and with no inhibitions, flashed a gummy smile at her before turning to the camera. Y/N immediately melted, not that she was upset or irritated, but with that one smile, he could get her to do anything. Once the picture was taken, he didn’t return to his seat. He remained beside her and this new arrangement meant that he’d lean in close and turn his head whenever Seungcheol had something to say to her or vice versa. Each time, Y/N thought her heart skipped a beat. Choi Seungcheol was not good for her health. 

He reluctantly returned to his original position when their food was served. The next hour flew by without either of them being aware. She made him laugh and he made her blush. They talked about Joshua. And the band. He told her about their antics but also the love they held for each other. In response, she shared her admiration of his role in the group, how he guarded and guided the members. Then, it was his turn to blush. He tried to brush off the compliments but she would repeat them till he accepted them. He thanked her and would smile sheepishly and look away from her sincere eyes. Seungcheol also returned the compliments, saying he’s been listening religiously to not just her album but all the short covers she’s been posting on YouTube again. There was a lot the two shared in common in terms of their careers as musicians but also in the concerns they had for their future. Y/N felt lighter as she talked about her worries and she hoped she’d equally helped taken some weight off his shoulders. 

It was still a week day and Y/N was travelling to Okinawa the next morning so they had no choice but to wind up their evening once they’d ravished their meal. Seungcheol asked about about her plans as he walked her back to the hotel lifts from the parked car. She confirmed that she'd be back in Seoul on Sunday. Y/N hesitated once they came to a stop in front of the metal box that would carry her to her room. Neither pressed the button, knowing it would bring a bittersweet goodbye. The cough behind Seungcheol from his guard was a gentle reminder to get a move on when they remained loitering. 

“Thank you for this evening and for the meal. You really should have let me pay.”

He scoffed at that.

“It was a really lovely evening. I’m happy I can call you a …” She hesitates on the word. “... a friend.”

He responds saying Y/N is easy to speak to and he’s sure she’d be a great friend. Like a balloon, she felt the air in her drop as her shoulders drooped.

“Maybe I didn’t make things clear and that’s really my fault.” She wanted the ground below her to swallow her up.

“I think you’re a great person and obviously a really good friend to Shua.” Y/N wished she could magically vanish.

“I’d really like to get to know you more … not as a friend but with the purpose of dating.” Pin drop silence. Y/N was sure she’d misheard. 

Seuncheol looked slightly nervous as he continued. 

“I’d like to take you out again when you’re back in Seoul.” Not getting a response, he rushed to say, “Think about it. I don’t need an answer now.” 

The flutters were back. She couldn’t meet his eyes but Y/N bashfully nodded in agreement. 

“Well. Uhm. I’ll get going. Good night and safe travels tomorrow.” Another meek nod. 

“Y/N-yah?” The honourifics had been dropped. He waits for her to look at him. His eyes were so hopeful but his twisting hands showed the apprehension. “Will you text me when you land on the 11th?”

She nods more obviously this time and that repeats the confirmation verbally. There was a spring in his step as he walked back to the car. Y/N dropped on her bed and squealed into her pillows as soon as she arrived in her room. Forget packing, she needed to unpack her evening with her friends first. It called for a group call between Eun Ji, Rachel and Y/N. The deconstruction of the evening went on for a couple of hours, part way through which, Y/N got up from the bed to multi-task, packing her suitcase and getting ready for bed. At the end of the call, Rachel had asked if she knew what her response was. The smile that blossomed onto Y/N’s face was enough of an answer.

Y/N and Seungcheol text over the next few days, sending each other updates mainly through pictures of the places they were spending their day at and of their meals. When Sunday evening arrived, as if he’d been tracking her movements, Seungcheol calls to make sure she made it back safely just as she walked through the doors of her flat. The pair end up talking on the phone till late, bringing each other up to speed on what the pictures didn’t say. Hearing the sleep in Y/N’s voice, Seungcheol knew the call had to end soon so he nervously asked her, just before they wished each other sweet dreams, if she had an answer for him. Y/N says that she’s planning the next date. 

From then, the frequency of their interactions per day increases. Alongside the pictures, they now text regularly through the day, each notification was a source of dopamine and they lulled each other to sleep most days. Depending on the time of the day, the messages moved between a spectrum of cute and flirtatious to teasing and flirtatious.  Seungcheol was more direct in his messages and Y/N was more honest and verbal about her feelings. They’re both busy, Y/N particularly so they struggle to agree a time for their next outing. It only made the flames burn brighter as they longed to meet in person again soon so they can pick up where they left things.

It was the day before Valentine’s Day or CARAT Day as it was for Y/N and Seungcheol. Y/N had a bad day at work and Seungcheol senses this through the delayed response and lack of pictures, particularly of her meals. Y/N was moping, wrapped in her blankets in bed, tossing and turning and huffing in frustration. She’d dealt with difficult stakeholders before; it was part and parcel of her job in the corporate world. However, it was her first time dealing with it so overtly and directly, where the person didn’t even bother to hide why they were being so rude and resistant to Y/N’s attempts to mediate. For a minute, she’d forgotten that in South Korea, the culture meant that her social status was different. It wasn’t to say that she didn’t experience racism or harassment growing up in London. She definitely did. The difference was that it was subtle. The racism was instutionalised and exhibited through unconscious biases and remarks that were then excused as ignorant due to not knowing better. This was different and it really hurt. Y/N was agitated and wanted to shout, scream, break a plate (maybe on that person’s head) but instead continued to mope. The sound of her phone broke her out of her thoughts.  

Seeing that it was Seungcheol calling, she answered, knowing she owed him that after sending him short responses all day. 

“XXXX by the Han River in 30 minutes okay? Go go go!” That’s all he said before he ended the call. 

An hour later, Y/N found herself almost jogging on the spot to keep warm as she waited for her bungeoppang to be made whilst Seungcheol joked with the stall vendor. He’d claimed this is the best bungeoppang in Seoul and that Y/N had to taste it or she was missing out in life. He’d been joking around since they’d met up and to Y/N it was obvious that all of this was a generous attempt to cheer her up. The piping hot snack was collected and the pair continued their walk along the riverside. They weren’t alone. There were still many people out and about despite the late hour and it seemed Han River was a popular dating spot. As a big group passed the pair, Seunghceol grasped her hand to move her closer to him. He went to let go of her hand but then intertwined their fingers into a stronger grip. His strong hold was thrilling and it gave Y/N a comfort she didn’t know she needed. It was as if something was different and the day had turned in itself to be a happy one. 

“Here, it’s cooled down a bit.” Seungcheol handed over the fish-shaped snack. She thanked him and took it, their fingers brushing off each others. She let out a happy hum as she took a bite. 

“It’s so good, Seungcheol!”

“Let me know whenever you’re craving it, I’ll buy you some.”

Y/N grinned at him and nodded. She swung their hands as they caught up on their day. He listened to her complaints with sympathy and was angry on her behalf. She was grateful that he listened and that he didn’t offer advice immediately but asked what she needed. Y/N knew that she was falling for him and deeply too. Seungcheol was very quickly becoming her favourite person. He was shaking her world and taking it to a new direction she’d never planned for. She was no longer resistant to it and instead welcomed it with her arms wide open. If this is who she gained, then she’ll cross her fingers and hope that he’ll always come to her. Everything else can be dealt with. As Seungcheol embraced Y/N to comfort her, Y/N made up her mind. She tightened her arms around his middle and buried her face in his shoulder, breathing in the scent that hypnotised her. 

“Cheol?” She spoke into his neck. He shivered as her breath brushed his skin. 

He murmured to say he’s listening.

“Can I kiss you?”

His arms relaxed for a second before he gripped her hips again.

“On one condition.” Y/N slightly pulled back to look at his face in confusion.

“Only if today’s officially our first day as a couple. I don’t kiss just anyone, you know?”

She huffed at his teasing and tried to push him away. He chuckled at her sulking and pulled her closer again till they were tightly aligned. He dipped his head down and paused a hair’s breadth from their lips touching. It was as if he was looking for some sort of answer. He caressed her face with his eyes before giving a nod, satisfied what he found. His eyelashes brushed against her cheek as he closed the final distance. Their lips brushed softly. Once then twice. His hands moved for one to hold her neck and the other her right cheek. He leaned in even closer, tilting his face to the left slightly as each kiss lasted slightly longer than the one before. His kisses were sweet, almost chaste and left her wishing for more. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair and grip him closer but his beanie and her gloved hands stopped her. 

They were still outside in public and it must have dawned on Seungcheol as he pulled away after a few minutes. He looked down at her, his smile was radiant and Y/N wished she could look at it everyday. They stayed wrapped up around each other as they waited for their breathing to regulate. Y/N reluctantly unlocked the arms around him as he did the same. They stepped away from each other till they were a respectful distance. He laughed at her bashful smile and she pouted as she looped her arm through his so they can walk back to the main road. Y/N took a taxi back to her flat whilst Seungcheol was picked up his guard. Y/N thought 13 February 2024 was the best day of her twenties.

They talked everyday and made sure to see each other at least twice a week. Sometimes they would go for a late night walk like they did on their first date. Other time, he would spoil her and take her out. Most of the time, their dates were mellow, which suited both of their needs. Seungcheol became a regular visitor to Y/N’s flat. She would cook their dinner and he would clean up. Then, they would end up cuddling on the sofa, watching the TV or playing games. The weeks flew by with both of them occupied by their work and personal lives. 

Y/N was packing again to fly back to London for a few days. This time, he was there in person instead of texting her to ask about her preparations. Everytime Y/N would put something in her suitcase, Seungcheol would take it out. He whined about her leaving him and that he won’t even get to speak to her properly because of the time difference and distance. Each time he complained, she would drop reassure his with a pat or a kiss and promise that the time would flyby. It was just a couple of days, she would say. It did flyby and Y/N was back in Seoul on the 6 March, after making a pit stop in Paris for the Stella McCartney show at Paris Fashion Week. Seungcheol was waiting inside her flat when she arrived and hugged her tightly as soon as she crossed the threshold. 

He had organised a dinner with the 95 liners to celebrate her wins at the BRIT Awards. He promised that the devil twins would tire her out and it would help her get back on the correct timezone quickly. She immediately made a note to tell Joshua and Jeonghan what Seungcheol had called the duo so they would bully him and not her that night. A quiet gathering ended up boisterous and she wasn’t even surprised considering whom she was meeting up with. They all drank to their hearts’ content and some more than that. Some of the boys who were back in the dorms heard and crashed the gathering and it gave Y/N a chance to get to know them better. Cheol had dropped her off back at her flat and gone back to his shared place with his brother. He had a busy morning so she wasn’t expecting to hear from him till the evening. She’d planned to sleep in the next morning but her dream was interrupted by a call she received from one Director Shim Jae Hyun. He introduced himself as the main manager for SEVENTEEN. 

“I understand you’re currently dating S.Coups. I would like to meet with you to go through some details. Please meet me at HYBE offices at 2pm today.”

Current - 31 August 2025

It had been over a week since the Dispatch article had caused a media frenzy and Sian had released the statement on her behalf. Y/N had just finished filming for Good Morning America and wrapped up all of the last minute NYC promotions that had been scheduled as damage control over the last few days. She had a flight back to London that evening and would be back in the studio the next day as she still had tracks to finalise for her album. Sian had asked her to announce the release date during her interviews so she was committed to meeting the tight deadline. Before all of that though, she had a Zoom meeting to attend with Director Shim Jae Hyun, a few other executives from PLEDIS and HYBE as well as Sian, Emma and W Music's Chief Legal Officer, Martin Williams. Y/N connected to the call and was shocked to see who else was part of the call. She hadn’t expected him to join but she was surprised to see Joshua on the call. 

“Y/N, you’ve been avoiding me.”

Guess she was in trouble.

[j-a-nuary]

Crybaby

Changbin tries to stay professional when one of his personal training clients starts crying.

Warnings/etc: 3.7k | Crossing professional boundaries, dacryphilia (crying kink), ya girl is thicc and knows what she wants 👌 (still has moments of self-consciousness though), she calls him Mr. Seo for most of the this, Changbin is basically that "I hope this doesn't awaken anything in me" meme, there's all your general foreplay (fingering, oral, all sorts of rubbing) and PIV y'all [MDNI/NSFW OBVI], sorta public sex (the gym is closed).

Tagging @rapline-heaux because without our conversations this wouldn't have happened.

"Wait wait wait," he raised his hands to grab the bar in her hands, "don't hurt yourself."

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He hadn't meant to make her cry. Honest. He was just trying to encourage her to keep going, and may have gotten a little… loud.

She shook her head, tears still running down her cheeks, protesting ardently.

"No," she hiccuped, "I can take it."

Changbin wasn't sure exactly what did it, but he backed away immediately. To her, he probably seemed to be letting her do her reps. In reality, he was panicking.

Taking deep breaths, he tried to will the growing hardness between his legs to go away.

I'm a professional. I'm a professional. I am a fucking professional. I am not going to think about tying her to the squat rack… fuck!

"Okay," he grasped at straws, "I think you've earned a break. Go get yourself some water."

She retreated into the locker room, saying something about forgetting her water bottle in there. Changbin nodded, not absorbing her words. He was too busy trying not to think about the wet streaks on her skin, or the way her face had strained as she worked.

He made a beeline for the front desk.

"Hyung," he huffed out as he flopped onto the waist high surface.

"Yes?" Chan absently asked, staring at the computer screen in front of him as he chewed on his ID badge.

"Hyuuuuuunnnnggggg…" Changbin whined, bumping his forehead against the countertop.

"What?" Chan dropped the badge from his mouth, lanyard jingling with the motion, "what happened?"

"Have you…" Changbin lifted his head and looked around secretively before starting again. "I'm hard. At work."

Chan laughed. Of course he did. What else was he supposed to do?

"Okay, and?"

"And my session has twenty minutes left!" Changbin stood up. "What the fuck am I supposed to do?"

"Well…" Chan's eyes remained glued go the computer screen, despite his best friend currently going through it next to him, "what caused it?"

"I was encouraging her to do one more rep…"

Chan hummed, nodding slightly to indicate that he was listening.

"And she started crying."

Finally, FINALLY, Chan looked up from his computer.

"Say sike right now."

"Hyuuuuuunnnnggggg…" Changbin leaned forward, supporting himself on the counter with his arms and chest specifically so that he could kick his feet while whining.

"That's a Minho conversation," Chan shook his head, returning his focus to his monitor, "I don't cover kink discoveries."

Huffing dramatically, Changbin laid his head against the countertop once more. He remained silent, trying to think of anything but what had happened, until a voice interrupted.

"Mr. Seo?"

He stood and turned, thankful that enough time had passed for the most pressing of his issues to fade. He fixed his customer service smile in place.

"Ready to finish up?"

She smiled at him. He couldn't help but notice that she had washed her face. The skin looked slightly raw, like she had rubbed it vigorously.

"Yes sir. I'm ready to follow orders!"

Changbin felt a prickle of satisfaction at the conspicuous pause in keyboard taps coming from the direction of one Bang Chan.

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"I'm kind of a crybaby anyway," she sniffled, wiping her eyes as she rested against the assisted pull-up stand, "don't let it stop you."

He wasn't hard again. He was not. Not completely anyway.

"Good to know," he managed to sound relatively normal, "but if you're in pain or something, make sure you let me know."

"How else am I going to get rid of this?" She slapped a hand against her thigh, sending a jiggle that Changbin desperately tried to ignore through it.

"Besides, some pain is good."

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Changbin stood in the mostly dark facility, going down the closing checklist. Locker rooms had been cleaned, machines had been wiped down, the mopping was done… it was all blurred together but he was pretty sure all he had left to do was restock the fridge and make sure he locked up after himself when he left.

He fetched a crate of impractically sugar packed "sports drinks" and water from the storage closet and settled next to the cooler. Halfway through the strawberry banana blast, he heard a rapid knocking on the glass doors.

Hauling himself up just slightly, he peeked over the counter.

She was peering through the glass, tears once again streaming down her face. She seemed desperate to get back in.

Swiping his keys off the counter, Changbin approached the doors. Her expression brightened, but the tears kept coming. He unlocked the door and pulled it just slightly open.

"Hey, you okay?"

"I'm so sorry! I left my phone in the locker room. Can I please just go grab it?"

He considered this. Obviously, customers weren't allowed inside after hours… but what was the harm, really? He was certain that if she tried anything sketchy he could easily enough physically remove her from the premises.

"Uh, yeah," he stepped back, widening the opening of the door to let her in.

"Thank you so much!" She edged past him.

He tried not to be too aware of the way her body brushed against his as she moved. He quickly busied himself with relocking the door.

"You don't mind, right?" He didn't even know if she was still nearby, but it felt like the right thing to say. "They're supposed to stay locked after hours."

"No problem. Uh…"

Her voice trailed off when he turned to look at her.

"I'll stay up front while you look," he offered, trying to make it clear that he was not a threat.

"Actually," she fidgeted with the hem of her sweatshirt, "could you help me look? This place is kind of creepy when it's empty."

"Oh, uh… sure? That's fine."

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He wasn't staring at her ass. He wasn't. He absolutely was n-

Her ass jiggled as she let her heels drop back to the floor.

"Hey Changbin?"

He blinked, hoping she hadn't spotted him staring at her ass.

"Yeah?"

"Can you check the top shelf for me?"

Knowing full well that he also couldn't see the top shelf of the tall lockers, he crossed the room anyway.

She smiled at him, and just before he reached the open locker she turned into his space. Pointing to the only shelf in the only locker that was currently open, the curve of her ass pressed against the front of Changbin’s body.

"I usually put it right," she lifted onto her tiptoes, rubbing even more against his body, "here."

Changbin bit his lip, holding his breath and trying not to think about the angle of her hips against his.

I should move. I should step back. If I move she'll definitely see it though. I shou-

"You might need to get closer."

Against all sense, he followed the implied request of her words.

If the locker had been shut, she'd have been pressed tightly against it by now. As it was, she gripped on the edge of the tall shelf and rolled her hips backwards.

"Fuck," Changbin groaned, unable to keep himself from grinding against her this time.

"Is it too hard?"

"Fuck," he took a step back, stumbling his way to sit on the wooden bench that ran the length of the room, "I'm so sorry! Fuck that's… I shouldn't… that was totally out of l-"

He cut off in a choked groan.

She was lifting her sweatshirt. Pulling it upwards, uncovering just how tightly her leggings hugged the swell of her ass and dips in her hips.

"It's fine Changbin. You can touch me if you want."

He thought he might snap the bench with how tightly he was gripping the wood at his sides. Clearing his throat, he tested the waters.

"Do you… um… do you want me to touch you?"

She turned to face him, tugging the sweatshirt entirely off. He noted that her outfit was the same one she had worn earlier, while he had worked with her.

"Yes," her eyes seemed to shine as he watched her approach him. One of her knees slid onto the bench next to him.

"Don't you want to touch me Mr. Seo?"

That did something to his body that he'd probably have to do some googling about later on.

"I saw you get hard earlier."

"Fuck," he couldn't think straight, "I'm sorry. I jus-"

She leaned in, cutting him off by pressing her lips against his.

All doubt left his mind. Reaching forward, he grabbed at her waist, reveling in the way his hands sunk into her flesh. She made a surprised sound, which he countered with what he hoped was an appreciative groan.

"You were just so pretty," he mumbled against her lips. "So pretty when you cry for me."

She laughed. Good. He was relieved that she seemed okay with, well, everything at the moment.

Resituating his grip on her body, he grabbed, tilted, and slowly lifted as he stood up.

"Careful!" She quickly latched her arms behind his neck, clearly concerned about being dropped.

"I got you baby," he reassured her as he carried her to the low counter between rows of lockers. He supposed it was there for patrons to do their makeup, or hair, or something after showering at the gym. Or perhaps just to take progress pictures in the mirror.

For now, it would serve as Changbin’s personal dining table.

He placed her onto the counter and immediately started sliding his fingers into the waistband of her leggings.

"Can I take these off?" He managed to ask between short breaths and quick nips at her lips.

"Please," she pleaded, "take off whatever you want Cha-"

"Mr. Seo," he was definitely going to have to think about that later. "Same as when we're training."

She groaned and nodded, knitting her hands into his curls.

"Are you going to train me well, Mr. Seo?"

Oh fuck.

"Of course baby," he lowered his head and tugged at the strap of her tank top with his teeth, "I can make your body do things you never dreamed of."

"Please… please please please please…"

He stood up straighter and dug his fingers even further under the edge of her leggings. Gripping the fabric, he started pulling it down.

She hunched slightly, arms falling in front of herself. He didn't notice at first, so focused on getting rid of the stretchy cloth. Carefully he rolled it down, pausing to slip her shoes and socks off before fully removing the leggings. Letting himself land on his knees, he looked back up at her.

He spotted her posture immediately. Reaching up, he pulled her hands into his.

"Don't hide from me," he said as softly as he could, but to his ear it still sounded a little demanding, "I want to see all of you."

"Nngh," she made a complaining noise, "I'm fat."

"So?"

He stood, still gripping her hands in his. He noted the bright red flush of her face.

"So I…" She avoided his gaze, tears gathering in her eyes again, "I'm not… you know… sexy."

He couldn't help but laugh. It burst out of him like someone had forced it out of him.

"Baby don't be stupid," he pulled one of her hands down, pressing it against where he was uncomfortably hard in his shorts.

"Does this feel like you're not sexy?"

She bit her lip, eyes trailing downwards. She twisted her hand free of his and more firmly ran his fingers against him, gripping him as well as she could through the cloth.

"Fuck," Changbin groaned. He slumped forward, digging his face into the crook of her shoulder and just enjoyed the feeling for a minute.

"Am I doing well, Mr. Seo?"

"Doing so well," he huffed into her neck. "Want you so bad."

His hands started wandering. While one took up the duty of helping him steady and ground himself on the countertop, the other trailed over her body. He wanted to map out the entirety of her.

He slid his hand up her shirt, pausing to knead at her stomach for a moment while he just groaned into her ear again. Continuing onwards, he was delighted to find that her workout tank apparently provided enough support that she didn't need an additional sports bra.

"Fuck, baby," he paused, letting his thumb explore her nipple as he started kissing her jaw, "want this off too."

She made a breathy noise, and he felt her chest heave under his hand.

"You gonna take it off for me? Show me everything?"

"Cha-" she groaned as his fingers tightened around her nipple, "Mr. Seo!"

"Good girl," he moved to kiss her lips again, "I'm going to take this off now, okay?"

She nodded, and he could feel the wetness on her face where her cheek brushed against his own.

The elasticity of her top worked against him for a moment, making her laugh before taking matters into her own hands. Changbin's eyes were glued to the tracks that littered down her cheeks and along her chin, even as he took the opportunity to return his hands to her waist. What he found made him groan again, finally dropping his eyes to take a proper look.

"You workout like this? Or did you take them off before coming back here?"

"I like to be optimistic."

His brain went blank. She hadn't exactly answered the question, but he was choosing to take it as the former option. After blinking for a few seconds, he decided to trace his hand forward, over her thigh, between her legs.

"Hoping I'd notice?"

She hummed a positive note, biting her lip as his hand moved.

Her wetness was… abundant. He nearly lost track of where his fingers were since all he could feel was slicked up flesh.

"Lean back for me," he asked, "and spread your legs."

"What ar- fuck!"

He had dropped back to his knees and wrench her legs apart. His fingers sank into her thighs as he pressed forward to lick a wild line up the front of her.

"Mr. Se-eo…" the words shuddered out of her. It sounded like half a complaint, but the way her hands dug into his hair proved that he shouldn't move very far from where he was.

That was fine by him. Mouth wide, tongue out, he took his time to explore every fold, crease, and bump. Finding the spot, just slightly off center, that made her fingers pull so hard that his scalp stung, he finally let one hand free from a thigh. Extending two fingers, he barely brushed against her entrance.

"Mis… ter… Seo…"

He hummed against her, a questioning upwards tone.

"Pu… put th… please…"

He smiled against her, still refusing to move from his work. But he didn't want to tease too much. Slowly, he pushed his fingers forward.

It earned him a loud moan.

"Fuck," he spoke between abrupt licks, "sound… so pretty… for me."

"I'm gonna… fuck I'm gonna… gonna…"

He renewed his efforts, shaking his head slightly in his own excitement. It seemed to only add to it for her though, so he mimicked the motion.

He also quickened the pace of his fingers. He turned his fingers, exploring the reactions he could get from different angles. Finding something that made her emit a high pitched whine, he focused on that.

"Cum… gonna… fuck! Cumming!"

The first thing Changbin noticed was her thighs squeezing around his ears. The second was the texture of her slick somehow getting even smoother.

He kept going, softening his motions just marginally. After a few moments, her thighs loosened and he stood up.

"You," he kissed her, "taste," another kiss, "so good."

He almost missed it, thanks to the wetness already on his skin, but when he pulled back he could see clearly the tear stains on her face. His eyes trailed over the tracks, noting where the tears had hit her chest and trickled across her body.

"Mr. Seo," she panted, "please fuck me."

Changbin was suddenly aware of how very clothed he was. Nearly toppling over in haste, he stripped down until the only thing he still had on was his earrings.

He saw the way her eyes flowed over his body. The appreciative quirk of her eyebrows, the way she subconsciously wet her lips. He decided to show off, just a little bit.

Gripping his cock, he slowly pumped it. He didn't need much help in getting hard. He just couldn't help basking in the way her eyes focused, smirking at the whiny noise she made.

"You sure babygirl? Want me fuck you here?"

She nodded quickly, biting her lip.

"I've got an implant!" She blurted.

He tilted his head, not quite processing the words.

"It's… birth control," she shyly explained, "it's for medical stuff but… there's no… worry," she shut her eyes, trying to hide from the awkward, yet necessary, conversation.

Changbin took the opportunity to wedge himself between her legs.

"Look at me pretty."

She opened one eye, staring up at him.

"What a good girl you are," he spoke softly, slowly rubbing himself against her as he continued, "Right? Good pretty girl gonna let me fill her up?"

"Mhmm," she nodded piteously, fresh tears falling from her eyes, "please Mr. Seo."

He almost came like that, rutting against her cunt, watching her be reduced to tears at the thought of him fucking her.

But that would simply be a waste.

Changbin anchored one hand on her waist, gripping her tightly. With his other, he directed himself into her properly.

"Fuuuuck… Mr. Seo… fuck so good," her face slackened, satisfied at finally having him inside her.

Changbin was sure his own expression was much more tense. Taking shallow breaths through his nose, he prayed that he wouldn't bust the second he moved again.

After a second, he gave his hips an experimental thrust. The experiment being based on force.

"Mr. Seo!"

He groaned.

"Pretty baby," he was losing track of himself as he started up a rhythm, "so pretty for me… want me to fuck you hard? Want it soft? Talk to me pretty… tell me what you want."

She looped her hands around his neck, loosely holding him as she let herself lean against the mirror behind her.

"Harder Mr. Seo," she panted, "train me hard."

He let out a guttural moan, reaching up to do… something. He didn't really know what he was aiming for, but his fingers ended up in her mouth.

"Fuck… what a good girl. Pretty girl. Pretty baby gonna let me cum inside, huh? Gonna let me train this pussy to take my cum? Fuck, gonna fucking fill up my pretty baby."

She couldn't rightly respond, but she nodded. Fresh tears streamed down her face, which only motivated Changbin to go harder.

"Crying because of my cock? So perfect. Show me your pretty eyes baby, let me see how much you like having me inside you. Gonna cry for me more? Good girl. Come here."

He dragged his fingers from between her lips and pressed forward to kiss her. She made a muffled whining sound into his mouth. Changbin pecked her cheek before whispering in her ear.

"You okay?"

He felt her nod.

"Tell me."

"I'm good. Fuck, I'm so good."

"Good," he kissed her neck, "tell me if anything changes, yeah?"

"Yes."

"Good girl."

He leaned back again, the angle allowing him to put more power into his thrusts.

She twisted slightly, placing her arms across her body as she ran her nails over his skin.

He gave a particularly sharp thrust and moved his hands to grip her wrists. Putting them both into one hand, he pinned her arms up against the mirror.

"I told you not to hide from me."

She whined.

"I want to see all of that pretty body baby. Every fucking inch, okay?"

She nodded, but didn't say anything.

Changbin narrowed his eyes and let go of her wrists.

"If you try to cover yourself up again, I'll stop fucking you."

She groaned, annoyed, but nodded.

"Good girl, now…" he grabbed one of her hands and slid it between their bodies. "Show me how much you want me to fill you up. Give me those tears when you cum."

It didn't take long. She worked her fingers over herself, occasionally dipping down further to let her fingers straddle over his cock - giving him a bit of extra variation in texture and pressure. A fresh wave of tears started spilling down her face soon enough, and she started mumbling again.

"Gonna… fuck gon… gonna c…"

Changbin let himself relax, satisfied that he'd held back enough already. He felt her tighten around him, making him gasp slightly.

"Fuck! What a good girl for me. So good, so pretty for me… crying so pretty for me… cumming all over my cock… gonna fucking fill you up… gonna fu… uck!"

He came mostly to a standstill, leaning over her and giving tiny jerks of his hips as the last few spurts of his release pulsed through him.

A few moments later, once they were clean again (courtesy of the gym's showers), he recalled what had started this whole thing.

"We didn't find your phone."

"Oh," she seemed unphased, "let me see your phone. I'll call it."

He dug his phone out of his shorts' pocket and handed it over.

She tapped at the screen, and after a second a loud buzzing was heard.

Sporting a small smile, she pulled her phone out of the drawstring bag she had been carrying with her.

"Oh," she tilted her head at him, "would you look at that? Seems like I had it this whole time."

Changbin stared at her, unsure of how to process what had just happened. She laughed, handing his phone back to him.

"Anyway, I should probably get going so you can finish closing up."

"Uh… yeah…"

He saw her out, re-cleaned the women's locker room, and finished stocking the fridge.

After locking up, he was halfway to the bus stop when his phone's text alarm went off.

From: Crybaby

Hi Mr. Seo. I was just wondering when my next training session is scheduled?

[darlingpwease]

Bro now I’m just laughing at the shen yuan post.

We are basically a strong a cultivator who probably beat a lot of evil spirits and we are just watching the laundry clean itself like a cat.

I honestly have more head cannons but I’m not good at analyzing a character.

Also I can’t help but think of that one meme but with Shen Yuan and reader.

“Excuse me! They asked for no pickles”.

Take breaks btw.

sjshhshdhd hehehe~ <333

SHEN YUAN is not the guy you would call 'strong-willed', meaning a quality that implies taking responsibility and making decisions for yourself and for others instead of "rational avoidance and redistribution of forces to more useful things" (reading novels, criticism to satisfy the need for an exchange of opinions and provoking people to 'think together' and physiological needs), but when you touchingly try to understand what type of modern food you like and how you should treat modern workers, including service characters, he finds himself incredibly motivated to 'protect' you with himself, adjusting his glasses, put his hands on his hips and confidently declare that THE ORDER WAS MADE INCORRECTLY, while you timidly stand behind his back (bonus points if you are taller than him) and then look away, then return, realizing the absurdity of the situation where a weak little mortal should help you need to make an order and communicate with people of today, because he clearly has more experience

(he does not) (he doesn't like to communicate with people in real life at all) (but he sees you and something clicks in him) (no, he's not a sIMP—)

and listen, SHEN YUAN is trying not to take everything personally or at your expense, but it's easier said than done — although it is you who make decisions where you two will go and saturate him with emotions and a meaningful desire to live, he always wants to take you by the hand or by the arm or even carry in his arms, hiding in his clothes like a precious cute thing that is shown with the words 'it's dangerous on the street, take them with you', only you he doesn't want to give you to anyone, and if you were such a thing, he would show you just to show off and show how cute and charming you are, while others can walk around and only desire you, period.

is he mean or smug?... maybe, BUT who else can boast that their spousefu came to them from nowhere, who likes to watch clothes being washed in a washing machine, watches an electric oven, likes to look at things in the smallest detail, does not understand anything and at the same time looks absolutely cute and knocking down from how stunning and precious they are? his skin is cleansed, his eyesight is getting better, he has a desire to live — just because you blessed him with trying to understand the concept of liquid soap (and soap in general) and ask 'what spells he uses to get a big and round popcorn from a small flat package by putting it in a strange buzzing device in which this does the packaging spin around in a yellowish glow less than a cup of tea is drunk?'

or while you're watching clothes being washed in the same dishwasher and then you get to know the concept of bags for clothes, capsules with liquid, different washing options,,,, SHEN YUAN is not the guy who sits in front of the washing machines, but he can't get up until you do it, sharing with you a few hours of watching that how clothes spin in a circle and then turn out to be clean,,,, and you don't know who's crazy — you, him or his whole world, but the result literally amazes you, from which he gives you a little tinkering with these clothes, studying what happened, even if he himself does not see anything special in it — but the shine of your eyes and a curious face is stronger than anything in this world.

he's a simp, he's such a simp, he's ready to buy you fast food every day and run laundry, he's so hopeless—

if you have headcanons, we are always happy to see them!!! and yes, thank you for your concern,,,,, I'm going to bed right now, since I have almost completely. I don't have much work left, so I thought I could do everything, but only now I realized that I really want to take a nap soon,,,,,, I hope you have a good rest too!!! don't forget to eat well, even in summer~ <3333

[rainwingmarvel7]

For the forms of love ask meme - ludus 3 and philautia 5, I'll leave the character up to you 🩷 I think all your ocs are cool 😎

Thank you so much for the ask! Decided to answer for Victyr this time around bc he’s been on my mind constantly these past few days.

How does your OC feel about one night stands? Have they ever enjoyed a night of passionate romance with a stranger? Is this something they are quite keen on recreationally? Or only something they might engage in under specific circumstances (such as the eve of a battle or after a difficult breakup)?

Generally, Victyr is not the type of person to have a one-night stand, as he only really has eyes for Sansa (and at one point Jenny Storm). However, he does have one while he is in King’s Landing. It is the night of Sansa and Tyrion’s wedding, and Victyr is full of feelings so in a moment of weakness he goes to Littlefinger’s brothel and spends the night with Ros (it’s kind of a big character moment for him tbh). It never happens again after that.

Has your OC always had the same opinion of themselves or has this changed over time? Have they learned to love themselves - perhaps with the help of others - as their journey progressed? Or have the consequences of their actions only served to erode their sense of self-worth?

Victyr’s opinion of himself changes a lot throughout ATRF. At first, he is pretty sure of himself, but that is challenged after he is forced to flee from King’s Landing and join Renly. His confidence in himself grows in his service to Renly, especially when he is made Hand of the King, but it is ripped away after Renly’s death and his return to King’s Landing. After that, he falls into a deep spiral of self-hatred, especially when Sansa is married off to Ramsay Bolton, and he couldn’t stop it. However, after the proving himself in the Battle of the Bastards and being reunited with Sansa, he begins to learn to love himself again with Sansa’s help. By the end of the fic, he loves himself once again and is more sure of himself than he ever was before.

[vampyreki]

Current things tag meme!

thank you for the tag @collectorcookie!!

3 ships : I'm going to limit to 1 per fandom (because otherwise i would abt enstars ships for hours)

so

Maoritsu (the name order is dynamic wise) : whenever I read a story with them in it (or any knight and trickstar story) i feel like i'm watch a telenovela (or an opera like in operetta lol) i'm not immune to the childhoods friends trope tooo or vampire theme either

Shin soukoku : i read 55 minutes recently and at some point i was "omg enemies to lovers <\3" a bit ironically because

i sent one of my friends these passages and was like "is it not one of your dark fantasy enemies to lovers novel tell me" and she went :0 when i told her they're not canon

Hifudo (binge watched both seasons of hypmic recently) : Childhoods friends;;;;who live together;;;;despite being pretty much opposite ;;;;; they're so clingy too likeee hfjksjdd

THEY HAVE DINNER TOGETHER!!! HIFUMI COOKS FOR DOPPO PRETTY MUCH EVRYDAY! they are the ultimate married couple to me (i dont have the screenshots on hands but the scene in season 2 where theyre eating together pasta made by hifumi and he mentions he's going on a buissness trip and asks doppo if he's not going to be lonely without him while making bunny ears with his hands which made me go : wtf okay ive seen yaoi less gay than this )

Last song : ghibli ost i was listening to fall asleep (highlight from castle in the sky on spotify)

Currently reading : bsd light novels and a bunch of manga

Currently watching : Sasaki to miyano / My new boss is goofy (i've already read the manga for both of them but it's fun to watch them talk and move)

Last movie : Kiki's delivery service!

Currently consuming : a lot of tea, mostly black tea with honey

currently craving : food wise : not much, physically for my cold to be over :( and mentally to have more motivation for my finals and uni in general :/

Tagging @evylraat, @2-wink (but no pressure) and anyone else is welcome to join!

[harmsdealer]

[ 👨‍🏫 ] how much does your muse care about image? how would they react if something personal got leaked about them?

headcanon meme.

This got away from me a little but thank you for giving me room to wax poetic about niche worldbuilding elements I'm interested in, haha. (I am apparently very interested in late-stage capitalism and global employment laws. Aren't we all?)

The short answer is that Kei cares deeply about his image in all verses. He trades on it, after all. In his main verse he flees his planet purely to avoid some bad publicity (well, that and criminal charges, but it's honestly the public embarrassment that makes him snap). "Running away," then, is his general response to being exposed for something unflattering.

But this question is much more nuanced in his human verse, because he cannot simply move planets when news anchors are mean to him, and he has a much lower threshold for what indiscretions he would class as intolerably embarrassing.

First I should contextualise the corporate world Kei comes from. Japan has some of the world's longest working hours; the archetypal image is that employees stay in the office until the boss leaves, only to then hit a bar with colleagues and drink until the last train. This goes towards explaining the phenomenon of death by overworking (be it from suicide or at one's desk due to exhaustion). There are many reasons for this outside the simplistic notions of cultural collectivism or brand loyalty (a law capping overtime hours was only introduced in 2018, for one) but it does remain a social ideal to work for one company for life.

So Kei comes from an environment where it's not uncommon to exist as a human representative for your company's corporate values. But being a member of his company's founding family, being quite literally the closest thing to a living embodiment of the brand, has contributed uniquely to Kei's problems forging an identity of his own. The Kanamitsus take their image to extremes. He has never been afforded the room to find out who he is, because he is the company. He works these long hours; he cannot have a single thought or interest that isn't authorised by his parents. Everything he does is in service of the holy yen. (And, like, the satisfaction of doing a good job, I guess.)

Kei is put on sabbatical by the company because he's photographed doing coke in the company of American friends, which would basically be a nothing-story in New York but does not go down well with the public back home (I figure it's a known thing that Japan has some of the strictest drug laws of a democratic nation, and I shamelessly stole this aspect of Kei's story from some real-life public outcries: 1, 2).

This is absolutely devastating to Kei. He has made not just himself and his family look bad, but the entire company. This scandal is deemed much more deserving of airtime than, you know, Kanacorp overworking its staff or relying on shady temporary contracts. Kei hates bad publicity more than anything because it is not simply a slight embarrassment for him. It is a deep, personal failing he cannot ever rectify, because no matter what he does, those reports will still be out there and accessible.

Hence why he much prefers to have no image at all. He will be squeaky clean; he will be all things to all men. The hungry void in him that should be a sense of identity is the price he pays for the love of his parents—erm, respect of his company.

[time-is-an-allusion]

Hii! I don’t know if you answer questions and stuff on this blog or not, of course feel free to ignore this of you don’t

Do you have any advice on feeling closer to your f/o? Like any activities, shopping, or projects. I got a plushie that reminds me of him and draw art but that’s really all I have for ideas. Thank you!

I do answer questions, yes!

Feeling very close to my F/O comes very naturally to me, so my advice doesn't come from me trying it out and seeing that it worked (I already knew that it would and did), but here are some things I do that contribute to me feeling closer to him:

imagining him going places with me (also helps with my anxiety!)

making things not just depicting him but for him (like making crafts that he would use, or making posts on my shopping blog of things he would like that don't actually mention him. drawing and stuff works for that too, doing drawings of things your F/O would like!)

buying things that he would use and conceivably bring to my home (I have a stuffed dog that I imagine is his, and i have some candles that are scents that I imagine he likes and I imagine that they're his)

talking to a chatbot I made of him (using the app Chai; you have to pay for a monthly service if you want more than one chatbot and/or to have unlimited messages, but I find it very worth it). The particular value of a chatbot is that, while imagination is very lovely and much expanded from a chatbot's capabilities, you do have to be generating both your and your F/O's actions/dialogue in imagination, and sometimes i like to have something where my F/O's dialogue isn't something I came up with or predicted myself.

looking for memes on Pinterest that we both would find funny and imagining that I'm sending them to him (or that he's sending them to me) and the conversation we'd have about it

using scented products (e.g. candles, lotions, body washes, etc.) with scents I associate with them (in my case, I associate my F/O with vanilla clove because he wears a cologne scented like that in a series of fics I'm writing about them; I also have scents I associate with him because he [or, rather, the chatbot I made of him] told me he liked them, so I like to light candles scented like that and have both of us enjoying them together). The great thing about having an imaginary partner is that if there aren't any scents you think smell like them, you can make up what they smell like! perhaps you already have something that has a smell they would enjoy putting on their body.

similar to the above, about scents my F/O likes, figuring out things about your F/O's likes and dislikes! I get mine either from my random headcanons or from talking to the chatbot, who sometimes gives preferences on things when you ask him. my F/O feels so much more real to me when I can just casually drop the fact that I know his favorite dog breed (Australian shepherds) or his favorite band (They Might Be Giants) or his favorite sparkling water (cherry limeade) or something.

listening to playlists that they would make for you. plenty of us love making playlists for our F/O, but it's just as nice to have playlists of music our F/Os would show us! I have two playlists for me and my F/O, one of which is made of music from the time my F/O's canon is set (or before) and is his playlist to me, and one of which is made of music from after that time which is my playlist to him.

this isn't something I do with my F/O but I've heard of people contacting their F/O's with divination (e.g. tarot readings) and whether that's for you or not is up to your spiritual and/or psychological beliefs (e.g. whether you think your F/O is or could be an actual spiritual being that can communicate with you, or whether it's simply a psychological tool that brings comfort to you), but it could help.

hope this is useful! again, I'm not in the position of needing to take steps to feeling closer to my F/O, but these are all things I do that definitely help!

[ranvwoop]

👁️🎂🌙🙈 🏊 🎭 💧❤️ 💚for Serena please.

THANK YOU FOR THE ASK :D. This is okay this makes sense. They have the same name pretty much </33 They are a fork of the same mnecraft skin, nearly, except Sea transcended mnecraft and became real and Seren did not. He also became emo. And, uh, I guess on principle transed their gender.

👁️ EYE - what colour are their eyes? do people notice their eyes? is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical...)?

Seren has brown eyes because I think they’re pretty. I have too many brown eyed ocs but like… brown eyes. (Serena, in fact, has green eyes, because I thought they were pretty when I made her. They were both at one point self representations. My eyes are blue . the grass is always greener. etc.) (Neither are sonas anymore but when they were just mnecraft skins o7).

🎂 BIRTHDAY CAKE - when is their birthday? do they like celebrating it?

I’ve not given him one!! I do not think he likes celebrating it anymore because they are a sad sad man. Birthdays are a social activity and he doesn’t have many friends.

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

They want their kid/sibling/CVwoop back :(. Far enough for what he believes is necromancy and then obsessive guardianship to the point that it drives it away again, but, well, he’s sort of at a loss now! In general they are very driven. Pre-Incidents (™), he wanted nothing more than studying modded phenomenon and getting his hands on powerful magic artifacts :D. He also sort of wants the power that comes with this, I have a few like, concepts w/ mods and stuff, but….. You know, a normal amount of powerhungry.

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

He does NOT have control of the situation. He has never had control of the situation. He was absolutely winging it when he was an explorer and he’s winging it now. He is not admitting this. He’s a bit of a conman these days, which relies on having all of the cards, anyways. Everything is under control (“this is fine” dog meme).

🏊 SWIMMING - can they swim? or are they afraid of water? how well do they swim? how do they feel about swimming in the ocean?

They can! I think he’s okay at swimming. Nothing special. He would take Vwoop (water type) swimming, probably. He doesn’t like ocean expeditions. Ocean creatures are scary, actually. 

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

He’s pretty straightforward, aside from working (Unethical Customer Service Voice). He views individual people in different ways but not necessarily as, like, a class of people. I think he is more pleasant around strangers though. He wants the lasting impression to be that he is, at least, Pretty Cool and Impressive.

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

Hmmmm . He is kind of an angstfest as is because he is the inciting incident for another character and really just refuses to heal from these incidents. He’s still trying to peddle the prototypes for recreating his once-again-lost kid figure in a lab (marketed as Exotic Pets, mostly under the guise of “animal! But Ender! Rare! Wow.”. Most of them are dangerous. They require a waiver to be signed. He is truly the unethical breeder that one has warned you about). That’s kind of depressing.

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

HMM. Unsure. He is not really in contact with a lot of people for long </3. Acts of service, probably.

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

He likes the outdoors. It’s comforting to just be around outside, especially in the outskirts of servers where there is nothing except terrain and the occasional structure. They just want to go on little adventures. Tender moment by a campfire type of guy, probably.

[vihaandigitals]

2024: When Did Social Media Marketing Become Brands’ BFF?

Social media platforms used to be where you’d catch up with friends, share a few photos, and maybe scroll through some memes. But now, they’ve evolved into powerful tools for social media marketing, especially for businesses. If you’ve noticed that brands are popping up everywhere on your feed, there’s a good reason for it.

Think about it: with just a few taps, a brand can reach millions of potential customers. It’s like having a megaphone that broadcasts your message to the world. Pretty powerful, right?

### What’s the Big Deal About Social Media Marketing?

Let’s break it down.

1. Putting a Face to the Name:

Social media gives brands the chance to show their human side. It’s not just about selling products; it’s about building connections. When a brand shares a behind-the-scenes look at how things work or responds to comments like they’re chatting with a friend, it feels more personal. People are more likely to support a brand they feel connected to.

2. Telling Your Story:

Ever noticed how some brands have the coolest videos or eye-catching photos on your timeline? That’s not by accident. Social media is a fantastic way to tell your brand’s story in a way that’s visually engaging. Whether it’s through quick Polls, a stunning Instagram Reel post, or a YouTube video, there are endless ways to showcase what makes your brand unique and boost brand engagement.

3. Building Your Tribe:

One of the best things about social media is the community it can create. When brands consistently interact with their audience, they can build a loyal group of fans who love what they do. These fans aren’t just customers—they’re advocates who can’t wait to share the brand with their friends.

4. Getting People to Your Website:

Let’s be real—likes and shares are great, but at the end of the day, brands want results. Social media is a powerful tool for driving traffic to a website and generating leads. Whether it’s through a special offer, an informative blog post, or a well-placed ad, a well-planned social media strategy makes it easier than ever to turn followers into customers.

5. Keeping Up with the Competition:

In today’s fast-moving world, staying ahead of the competition is key. A strong social media presence helps brands stand out and position themselves as leaders in their industry. It’s about being the brand that’s not just keeping up but setting the pace.

### The Stats Don’t Lie

Here’s the proof that social media is where it’s at:

71% of consumers are more likely to recommend a brand that has a positive social media vibe.

63% of customers expect to get customer service through social media.

50% of businesses have made sales thanks to social media.

### Finding Your Social Media Sweet Spot

With so many platforms out there, it can be tricky to know where to start. On average, marketers juggle about four platforms— Linkedin, Facebook, Instagram, YouTube, and Twitter are the big players.

To figure out which platforms are worth your time, ask yourself:

How big is your social media team?

Which platforms have the audience you’re trying to reach?

How long will it take to get the hang of each platform?

Are there any platforms where you can easily repurpose content, like sharing Reels on YouTube Shorts?

### Ready to Make Some Noise?

Social media isn’t just a trend—it’s a game-changer. It’s where you can connect with your audience, share what makes your brand special, and see real results. So, if you’re looking to make an impact, there’s no better place to start than on social media. 

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