#we all know what scene or song i'm recreating lol

[airplanned]

I always want to know everything about all your fics lol but 17, 20, 21, and 26 for K.K. Love Song? You don’t have to answer all of them if you don’t want.

17. What was the hardest scene to write?

I had to figure out black market pipe organ trading so that I could recreate it when Link tries to get the organ and the Goddess Statue. That was bad news, because at the time I needed a black bass guitar, so I almost got sucked into the black market Animal Crossing trade. That was the most time and effort intensive scene for sure.

20. What's something you wish more people noticed?

I think everything is kind of getting its due here. I did at one point decide on the population of Hyrule, and I had calculated their curve so it didn't feel unrealistic, so that was a lot of effort for no one to notice. But no one noticing means it worked and no one was like "The hell?" So that's good. And I don't really want anyone to look at that too hard, because I don't want to have to defend my math.

21. What's something you didn't expect people to notice or gravitate towards?

First, it's a very niche, weird concept that sounds very yikes if you actually say it out loud. So I'm surprised people read it at all much less liked it.

Secondly, I was absolutely furious when I wrote this fic. It was cathartic in a kind of vengeful way. Why is my government not doing better? How are people so selfish? Why are we not spinning this so people show off all the sacrifices they're making as a sign of patriotism like all the shit my grandma did during WWII? This was like, "What if this sorrow and fear was felt as a nation rather than individually?"

So I was surprised that people had the reaction of "awwww. This is weirdly wholesome," when you can imagine me typing this whole thing just snarling and muttering. I'm not complaining! But it surprised me at the time.

26. Wild card!

Fun fact: Zelda's obsession over the layout of the animal's home interiors was made inconsequential with the introduction of Paradise Planning. That DLC lets you design the interiors of any of the animals houses on your island. I feel kind of bad for her. But it's also kind of thematically appropriate. She was getting all stressed about something that literally didn't matter.

[toomuchracket]

just thinking about cooking together and pissing around singing obnoxiously to a playlist you and matty made together and just being so in love

omg pizza making night!!!! matty had suggested having a date night in, and you thought it would be cute to make pizzas together (because realistically, if you fuck up, it would still be good bc... it's pizza lol) and matty was so up for it!! so you make the dough earlier in the day - matty absolutely tries to recreate the ghost pottery scene while you're kneading it and you both end up winded from laughing so hard - and then go on a cute little supermarket date to get other ingredients while it's chilling. you go to m&s because its date night and you both thought you should do something slightly fancier than your usual, and also because you had a notion for their raspberry pornstar martini cans lol (unreal btw). and then when you get home, you get changed into comfy clothes (you steal one of matty's t-shirts), crack open some wine to share and get started on making dinner! and matty takes control of the music before doing anything else - obv - and he puts on a playlist that the two of you have designated as the "cute domestic shit" soundtrack; thinking it's a lot of mellow 70s pop/rock (the carpenters, george harrison, paul simon, billy joel, fleetwood mac (the love songs!), carole king) and soul music (temptations, aretha, donny hathaway, sam cooke, al green, roberta flack). anyway, the two of you are having fun making your food and chatting and singing along, and then i think matty just abandons his pizza to stand behind you and wrap his arms around your waist to sing al green's let's stay together right in your ear (oh my god i would melt). and you're all blushy like "babe! focus on the pizza, not on me" and matty literally just sings louder into your ear and tickles you, and you laugh and think fuck it and start singing along too, so it's the two of you just swaying side to side and singing softly to each other adorably. and i think when the song ends and you've put the pizzas in the oven, matty's jokingly like "you know, i'd ask you to sing on a 75 song but i think you'd probably put me out of a job. and then how are we going to afford your m&s cocktails" and you roll your eyes and get all shy and matty says "no seriously i love hearing you sing. and you should actually sing on one of my songs because you're very good. i know i'm biased but like... you really are. besides it's my band i can do what i want lol". and you wrap your arms around his neck and you're like "are you going to write a romantic duet for us" and matty's like "i'll write you whatever you want, sweetheart" and he grabs his phone and chooses a specific song from the playlist and says "in the meantime, let's sing this" - it's marvin gaye and tammi terrell singing you're all i need to get by, and you and matty are just the sappiest little bitches in the world singing along to it, holding each other tightly and gazing lovingly at the other and kissing in between verses and choruses. it's so sweet, and you just alternate between kissing and dancing and singing and laughing for ages - the pizzas end up a little bit burnt, but neither of you give a shit because you're just so in love that you can't be unhappy <3

[haven-flare]

No hate to the person critiquing the wuwa designs as I understand where they are coming from. But I will say calling you white knighting wuwa seems like TO ME that they didn't like how you gave them you counterargument about how the characters have a story to tell them. And that you need details to tell a person story.

To me designs don't have to be overdetailed to tell a story it can be something simple. I'll take the person who used the KH and Nier Automata example (just a heads up this is morr about KH. Im not familiarwith Nier)

KH hearts designs are simple but tell you what you need to know. First glance at Sora we know he a kid who has a big heart with warm a bright color tones with a a simple and clean (lol song joke) keyblade design. When we look at the standard Heartless they dark with piercing yellow eyes with a big head. This tells me there is wrong and evil about them. Hell even the main villains all wear long black robes with a zipper but it tells me they are a mysterious organization.

Same thing with Final Fantasy 7. Tifa has has the most recognizable design in the game yet her design is not overly detailed. She just wearing a black and white crop top with suspenders and skirt that can one can recreate. Yet her most notable thing she wears is her red and black gauntlets. This tells me she is a fighter who perfers up close and personal. Sephiroth can always be seen wearing his iconic black leather boob window outfit with his pauldron. We see him wielding a sword and that tell me he knows how to wield it. As well as seeing him smiling or having a serious face telling me that he scheming and is someone to be taken seriously.

These designs can tell me their story and doesn't overly rely on every small thing or scream out "hey this is very super important character that sticks out like a sore thumb in this scene so you know they are very super important"

Agreed, again, I think I mentioned something like this before? It's all about the art style they are going for, and acting like one is better just because it has more visible detail is kind of, hm, missing the point.

There's nothing wrong with enjoying more detailed clothing and designs, at all. But to say other designs are bad because of it's lack of complexity just isn't right.

Also, since you didn't mention anything about NieR, I might as well talk about it. I really like the clothing in NieR Automata, it's usually only two to three colors that make the outfit, with the main character's being only black and white, with some small golden accents on 9S.

NieR, and well, Drakengard too, have designs that are pretty simple, and then give them more accessories if it fits with the character, and even then, I'm kind of in the fence for that, since the changes aren't that big.

I guess the most complex characters would be some of the Intoners from Drakengard 3? And probably most of the cast from NieR Replicant/Gestalt. I could honestly see the Intoners and their Disciples being gacha characters, specially Dito (Drakengard 3) who looks likes a stereotypical young gacha character, or Cent, every other disciple doesn't really fit with the beauty standards of gacha, unless it's one of those DnD like AFK games.

Actually, they were, weren't they? In the SINoALICE collab with NieR, and Drakengard 3. And a bunch of other games have collaborated with them too, including Punishing Gray Raven. Drakengard never got anything but SINoALICE, which is sad...

[sitpwgs]

Hi! I'm so sorry I haven't replied. It's been such a a long and stressful week for me and I just didn't have time. How are you? I hope you're well and doing good! :)

Okay that makes sense..my sleep schedule can be so off and probably not normal to other people haha. Some days I am up all day and don't sleep at all or just a few hours but sometimes I sleep a lot and it makes me more tired the more sleep I get too. Idk if that makes sense but it's so true and just depends on the day I guess. Like it's easier for me to stay up if I have to get up early haha.

Hopefully I can have time to watch eras this weekend and I totally get that since you're going to another show. However she is on a break right now and it will be nice to enjoy before a new album comes out since it celebrates her career. I'm also hoping to watch Poor Things too since Emma Stone is my other favorite and she won the Oscar for her performance! Oh what did you think of the Mean Girls movie? I can barely remember it now but it was okay to good and I see a lot of gifs of it on here so I think a lot of people generally liked it. It always makes me somewhat happy when people appreciate movie musicals even if the Broadway version is still better.

The vinyls were put back on her store and idk which one to get. I really liked the Albatross cover but it's also white like the original and I'm thinking the black dog since that one was totally different and black and it's a song I am more excited for. Plus my sister likes black and I will probably get the original one maybe a cd later. Did you see the explicit tracks for this album? Did it change your opinion on any of the songs? I am curious about it but we also don't know if it's just her saying shit lol. Midnights also had a lot of explicit songs too, like six but only I think two said fuck so idk. But still..they were not the ones I would have guessed or thought of, like the title track or loml or I Can Do it with a broken heart or Florida. But Daddy I love him makes sense though, cuz it just feels so Lana to me, or maybe that will be Fresh out of the Slammer. Also what do you think about the whole but Daddy I love him quote from the little mermaid as inspiration? I think it's a stretch and probably had nothing to do with the song but idk! I do kinda agree with the Florida or I Can Do it with a Broken Heart predictions though I guess. We will find out very soon! Where are you going out of town? I've read that people usually like to go hiking or out of town to listen to new albums but I just listen with my sister around midnight. Do you have anything fun planned?

Invisible has always been one of my favorites too. I get that about question and my sister explained how it's supposed to be but I will never go out of my way to hear it lol. It reminds me a little bit of Body Better too maybe along with Outdoor Pool. I totally see that about normal people though. I thought I heard that Sally Rooney announced a new book too. I think what bothers me about it is that it just feels like a 1989 vault track or something and some of them were even better than it lol. Although when we ranked Midnights the first day, I somehow put it in the middle and not last so it shows how first impressions can be waywrong. Omg I can't believe I got them all right but you had pretty general least favorites. I can't believe Dorothea is your Ieast favorite though, especially if you like country Taylor. wanna know what your most controversial least favorite is haha, like how I said I don't like Babe or the Moment I knew and Illicit Affairs.

I really liked Ariana's album actually. At first, I wasn't that impressed but it grew on me and now I really love it. We can't be friends was also my favorite and stood out on my first listen! My other absolute favorite is Imperfect for you. I loved the music video too which recreated scenes from the eternal Sunshine movie. Have you watched it? It's one of my favorites. But she also called the album a concept album and I didn't see much more of the eternal Sunshine theme in the album either. I also agree with her lyrics and saying stuff, but it might be exaggerated and boy is mine is a bop lol. It does make me curious about Taylors album and if it will be a similar chill pop vibe or something different. Also the fact that they both broke up with long term relationships but have already found someone new which I think is an interesting parallel. I didn't care for Bleachers album either when I first heard it but it also grew on me. Call me after midnight was also one of my favs too. I also finally listened to Renee Rapp, Chappell Roan, and the new Kacey Musgraves album. I think that will have to grow on me too, but I will be listening to Beyonces albums this week waiting for her album. March has not been that great haha but I think the stress of the last few months is mostly over now. I don't have any plans for the rest of the month. What about you? Thanks for the love..I missed talking to you! 🩷

hi friend!! i'm doing well! i'm going out of town for two weeks in early april, so i might not respond to you until i'm back !! i hope your week is going better and that you have a good april until we get to chat again!! 🤍

have you seen poor things yet? i've heard really good things but i do not think it is a movie for me! still curious to know what you think of it though. i didn't love the mean girls musical movie — i think most of my initial thoughts/criticisms carried through. i'm still surprised that bebe wood (gretchen) wasn't cady; her voice is beautiful. i know that mean girls the musical is just ... mean girls the musical and not some great work of literature but taking away it roars really messed up a lot of things, i think? just like what separates cady from every other girl is ... not there. the jungle motif is cut down. i really missed the more is better scene — they could've had a conversation instead of singing (again, why would you cast people who can't sing in a musical!!!!!!) but i think that the more is better scene is really important for cady's growth and development as a character/it's a wake up call and a turning page and not having it made it feel very weak. anddddd i think that aaron/cady needed more ... chemistry? more moments? idk. i missed the mathletes song! i probably won't ever watch it again. i recently rewatched the les mis movie and it's really interesting to see how much my opinions of it have changed over the years. i definitely enjoyed it a lot more this time around, although i still have opinions that haven't changed (russell crowe is terrible) so i wonder if i'll still be a # hater of the mean girls musical movie ten years from now or if that'll change.

i never cancelled my order and i think i'm too lazy to deal with all the variants, so i'll just stick with having the original TTPD vinyl + cd. which is fine. i just hate the variant "limited edition" thing. it feels very ... greedy. i know variant collecting is a thing! that's not my issue. i just wish she'd announce all of them at once instead of doing the limited 3 day sale thing. i didn't see the explicit tracks!! i've been out of the loop lately 😭 i'm going on a trip with my extended family, so i will probably lose a lot of my sanity and will be very very thrilled to be back home. it is too much family time in close quarters! but that's okay. it'll be fun to see everyone. i'm already missing my dog though :( i just have a lot going on this week and then the week after i'm back (which is also when TTPD is out) for new albums i usually just get cozy in bed and listen! nothing special! sometimes i'll write down my thoughts in a notes app! i'll be back by then though, so it'll be fun! 🤍 and that's the day before record store day, so a treat!

yes!! sally rooney did announce a new book! i still need to preorder it, but i'm waiting to see if she'll offer signed copies here in the states! i'm super super excited for it. i dont know if i have any super controversial least favorite taylor songs — wait actually i do: i am just not a rep girlie.

i watched the ariana grande music video but have never watched eternal sunshine! i did see a twitter thread of parallels/comparisons though! i liked some of the kacey musgraves album but i think it'll also be one that grows on me! i've been so busy lately running around that i've neglected my 365 albums in 365 days challenge. oops! i'm also going to have to load some albums onto my phone for when i'm away ...

sending lots of love! hoping you have a good week + that you get a chance to rest! will miss talking to you 🤍

[thanatasia]

I have a drawing idea brewing in my head that I'm gonna draw eventually.

If your Oc is friends with Fleur please tell me what Hercules Muse they would be. I already have 3 for the long haired Muse, the short Muse and the leader/tallest Muse.

Ideally 2 more ocs to match the muses in the movie but I could fit one more. (I don't wanna mess up my hand again)

If your oc doesn't like to wear dresses just let me know so I can find a background character's toga to draw up instead.

Just comment below so I know. The first 2-3 ocs I could fit.

[fbfh]

rocks at your window pt. 3 - ricky bowen x reader

disclaimer: his series contains smut (and warnings chapter by chapter) so as with all nsfw/smutty/steamy works, all characters are aged up to 18+ (ricky and reader are 18 and in their senior year)

!! contains referenced spoilers for s1e4 of hsmtmts, and previous parts of this fic !!

wc: 6.2k (get coffee and a snack it's a wild ride)

genre: smut, domestic fluff/slice of life, more smut

pairing: ricky bowen x (afab/she her) reader

warnings: brief mention of ricky's mom, allusions to previous sex, discussions of previous sex, wet dream, gratuitous handjob scene, one good boy, a lot of swearing, research (specifically on how to eat someone out), female recieving oral/pussy eating, multiple orgasms, takeout, I barely know anything about videogames, m/f penatrative sex, off screen aftercare, ricky almost says something during sex that he probably shouldn't say right then (lmk if I missed anything I'm not reading through this again)

summary: Ricky has a really nice dream about you. He knows it didn't really happen, but he's still determined to return the favor by eating you out on your bedroom floor.

song rec: washing machine heart - mistki, the (shipped) gold standard - fall out boy, permanence - bears in trees

a/n: boy fucking howdy this one's a lot and I have one thing to say: you got a big storm coming. this is about to get so messy so fast. also the lines ricky recites in his dream are supposed to be a recreation of dream gibberish you forget as soon as you wake up yk.

also spot the new girl, mitski, and parks and rec references (I think that's all of them lol)

btw here's the dr. phil clip red's telling ricky abt in the beginning

edit: how did I forget to include washing machine heart in the song recs?????????

tags: @afidiofobia @aliyahsutherland @matiere-detoiles @ifilwtmfc @uselesssapphickitten @nxstalgicnxbxdy @ggclarissa@hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl

You drop Ricky and Big Red off with a duffle bag of Ricky’s stuff, and a shared google calendar for coordinating rehearsals, Big Red’s weekend shifts, and sleepover schedules, and a collective sigh of relief that his mother wasn’t home when you all went to his house. You finally head back to your place, and as he starts to get settled, he finds it harder and harder to not blurt out ‘hey, by the way, we had sex the other night!’.

“And for the past - I don’t even know how many years - she’s been making everything about her self-inflicted medical issues!”

“For real?” He asks, halfheartedly, trying to figure out how to tell Red about what happened between you two.

“Yeah! Her daughter was spilling her guts, like mom, it’s always been about you, and she literally said, you don’t know what I’ve been through. Does she not realize she’s just proving her daughter’s point?”

He pays as much attention as he can to Big Red’s summary of the Dr. Phil episode he saw on friday night. The same friday night that you two had ravaged each other's bodies, Big Red had been watching Dr. Phil. It gives him perspective, making the memories feel more real. He lets out a breathy chuckle. He’d replayed that night, and every moment with you since, so much he was sure he’d wear the memories out soon. He takes in a breath to tell Red, but falters.

A part of him wants to keep that as a special moment just for you two. He doesn’t want that magical bubble you’d been engulfed in to pop. But he knows there’s no way he can keep a secret from Big Red, especially one this monumental.

‘Okay,’ he thinks, ‘I don’t have to tell him everything…’

“So…” he says, cutting himself off with another flustered laugh. He’d been doing that a lot lately. One look at him and Big Red knows something’s up.

“Yeah…?” Red says, an anticipatory smile on his face.

“So,” he starts again, “the other day when I left your house in the middle of the night - I’m really sorry about that, by the way-”

“Don’t worry, dude, I get it,” he interjects with a smile, and Ricky continues.

“I…” he chuckles, gaze floating around the room. “I ended up going to Sharpay’s house.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, after I tried to kiss Nini-”

“You kissed Nini?!”

“I tried to, but…” he shrugs, not wanting to get hung up on the details. He hasn’t even gotten to the good part yet. He feels the ghost of your touch over his skin once again, and explains how he found himself at your house in the middle of the night.

“And… we kinda messed around a little…” he chuckles, cheeks flushed, hand on the back of his neck. Realization sets in, and Big Red’s eyes go wide with shock.

“Oh my god… did you two kiss?” he says it in a hushed voice, and Ricky laughs at his underestimation.

“We did more than that.”

“You made out?” he questions, curiosity more than piqued.

“Yeah, but… we didn’t just make out.”

“Makeout sesh, no tops.” he states, confident he’s got it this time. Ricky turns to him unable to keep himself from spilling his guts any longer.

“We slept together. Like, slept together.” Red stares at him in disbelief. “Like… we had sex.” he breathes.

“Oh… my… god.”

It’s silent for a moment as this fact sinks in. Red can’t deny that it’s a shock. In spite of their name, nothing ever wild really happens to the east high wildcats. There aren’t a lot of parties, much less ragers, there’s no fighting or scandals, which has always been considered a good thing. East high is a good school, where nothing ever happens.

He realizes the shockwaves this will send through the drama department (if not further throughout the school) if anyone finds out that Ricky Bowen lost his virginity to someone that’s not Nini. They’ve been together since everyone started school, and the last big drama before this… was their breakup, he recalls. Fully understanding that they’re essentially sitting on a landmine of information, he can’t hold back his curiosity any longer. He needs details now.

“What was it like?” he asks Ricky, both smiling like idiots for different reasons.

“It… it was as good as people say it is… better.” he amends, remembering waking up next to you that morning. In spite of knowing he has a shift at Slices soon, he can’t stop the torrent of questions he has. He hangs on to Ricky’s every word as he rants and rambles about you. He didn’t realize Ricky was this eloquent, but half the stuff he’s saying sounds like it’s straight out a poetry book.

Red was honestly a little nervous when Ricky first told him, mostly because he was worried his first time was a rebound with a girl he’d just be hung up on, but he thinks back to how much you’ve done for Ricky over the past week, how genuinely happy he seems now, and sticks to his previous conclusion - you have his seal of approval. Now, if nothing goes horribly wrong, maybe the rest of the show will go smoothly; you and Ricky will be happy together, Nini will be able to focus on the show, and… whatever Gina and EJ are up to will (hopefully) amount to nothing.

Yeah. Everything will be fine.

Eventually, after learning more than he ever had in health class, he has to leave for his shift at Slices.

“I’ll be back in a couple hours,” he says, grabbing his backpack, “or you can sneak into Sharpay’s room if you want some company,” he wiggles his eyebrows and Ricky laughs and agrees.

It’s only after the front door closes, and Ricky is alone, curled up on a bean bag in his best friend’s room that he realizes how tired he is. He doesn’t plan to fall asleep, but like so many other things, it just sort of happens.

In that surreal and unquestioning way the locations of dreams so often do, Ricky finds himself in his house, the way it was when he was younger, before his mom redecorated. At the bottom of the stairs, just past the living room, it blends seamlessly into the theater at school. He finds himself in the wings, entering the stage, script in hand.

He’s trying to find his place in the scene but the script is unfamiliar and he can’t make out the lines. His costume is uncomfortable and feels awkward, his street clothes obvious below the ill fitting fabric.

He looks between his script and the audience, trying to find his place. It’s a packed full house, full of people anticipating what’s to come. A moment later it’s empty, not one seat filled. It continues to fluctuate, people are paying rapt attention, then they’re not, they’re excited then critical.

Suddenly, you’re on stage behind him. You get really close, and begin to whisper lines and scenes and page numbers into his ear. You direct him carefully, helping him get his bearings. Moments later, he’s reciting his lines better than he ever has, feeling at ease in the spotlight and in costume. He glances out into the audience.

His parents are there, then they’re not. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down. He continues to repeat the lines you read him over his shoulder, surprised at how unaffected he is by their presence, or lack thereof.

The audience is empty once again, and your hands slowly snake their way around his torso. His heart speeds up as you begin slowly and idly undoing the buttons on his shirt. Your touch is hot, warming his skin and sending heat into all the right places. His chest is soon exposed, the stage lights acting like heat lamps.

Your fingertips ghost over his chest and stomach, touch feather light and barely palpable, as a throbbing hot tension grows in his core. You travel down to the waist of his pants, palming him through the fabric as you tell him the next line. He lets out a moan as his cock strains, desperate for more friction.

"We'll never be bauble, not situationally," you repeat the line, coaxing him to speak it out into the empty auditorium. He tries to focus, somehow managing to repeat the line, breathy and studded with moans.

Your voice, light and much too casual for the circumstances, is quiet as it hits his ear.

"Good boy," you praise him easily, voice like honey. You pull him out finally, stroking his cock with one hand, the other coming down to play gently with his balls. You continue to stroke him and his hips buck into your hand, desperate for your touch. You continue to barely touch him, and it builds up heat and tension like he’s never felt before.

Much to his momentary dismay, you move your hand from its steady pace stroking him away to drag your fingers along the underside of his cock, tracing a vein that throbs as soon as you come into contact with it. He moans again, louder, cock dripping onto your soft skin. You continue feeding him lines that he barely follows, murmuring praise into his ears. Your hand moves again, this time making its way up to the head of his cock, flushed and throbbing. He bites his lip in a futile attempt to stop the increasing volume of his moans as you rub the palm of your hand flat over the tip. A gesture that would have been soothing on any other part of his body, instead has him grinding and bucking his hips into your soft hands.

"F-fuck!" He cries out, head thrown back as he finally cums into your hand. You bite down on his neck, sucking on the skin and drawing another pretty moan from his throat as he throbs uncontrollably, pumping out ribbons of cum.

Finally, you turn to face each other. He moves quickly, unable to keep himself from touching you for another moment, and pulls you close. In one swift movement, he hikes up your leg and begins to thrust into you. You both lean back as the scene shifts and changes, and you let out a moan.

Before he can take in his new surroundings, he's pulled back to consciousness. He stares at the ceiling, and blinks. The rousing throbbing in his crotch begins to subside. He starts to sit up slowly, suddenly very aware of the sticky dampness in his pants.

"Fuck…" he breathes in annoyance.

He gets up to clean himself up and wash his clothes, stumbling a step when he stands up. The muscles in his lower stomach are still sore and tense, and he swears he can feel your touch. Cheeks flushed, he lets out a laugh at the situation. He somehow manages to clean himself up, throw his clothes in the wash, and put on something clean. He barely pays attention to anything while he does, still entirely wrapped up in your touch that he’d been dreaming about moments before.

Still in the laundry room, washer humming rhythmically, he leans against the cool metal, sliding down to the floor. He stares at nothing in particular, reminiscing already over the events of his dream. He replays it shot for shot in his mind, already overwhelmed with desire to make you feel as good as you made him feel. Curiosity strikes, and he pulls out his phone, opening private browsing and typing in a quick search. He clicks on a link, reading the bold heading.

How to eat someone out - really, really well.

His eyes skate over the words, taking in the information, analyzing diagrams. He studies everything carefully, eventually moving to another article, just to make sure none of the information contradicts. Before he knows it, he’s read a dozen articles, watched a handful of instructional videos, scoured an AskReddit thread on the topic, and stumbled across a meme reading, ‘if you press the clitoris and g-spot at the same time, the vagina takes a screenshot and saves you in her memory forever’. Huh. He opens a new note in his phone, ensuring he makes it password protected.

Tip 1: kiss your way down!

He skims over the highlights one more time.

Tip 3: the clitoris is your best friend!

He copies down all the important information he’s found so far, making a mental note to go over it in more detail later. Soon, he can’t help his mind from wandering. He tilts his head back against the rumbling frame of the washing machine. He wonders how good he could make you feel, if he could get you to pull his hair again… he wonders how you taste. Would you want him to go down on you? He hopes you would. He wonders if he could get you to moan his name. His heart speeds up at the thought.

He traces the hickey you gave him again, already beginning to fade, and he’s flooded with the desire for your touch. He wishes more than anything he could hold you again, that he could go back to that night. He’s overcome with a melancholic longing for you, to touch you and kiss you and feel your nails down his back again. He wants so badly to feel you again, for all your imagined touch and contact to be real.

It can be.

The realization surprises him. He realizes these memories aren’t imagined, not all of them. You’ve actually had sex before… maybe you’ll want to again. Will you want to again?

Before his thoughts spiral further, his phone buzzes in his hand. He checks the screen, and his cheeks flush as your name pops up on his phone.

Have you decided where you’re crashing tonight?? I need to know how much takeout to get lol

He smiles to himself. Your timing is impeccable as ever. He types out a reply, hoping you’ll want to spend some time together, and lets out a giggle as you reply instantly with a hell yeah!!, and plans to pick him up from Big Red’s.

Soon, he’s greeted with your familiar car, and even more familiar smile, warming him like summer sunshine.

“Hey!” you greet, as he gets in the passenger side.

“Hey,” he replies with a smile, taking in what a lovely sight you are.

“So,” you begin, “I was thinking we get some Sonic, then head back to my place for videogames and procrastinating homework…” and he agrees with a laugh. You pick up right where you left off, talking as you begin to drive. It feels like no time has passed since you last saw each other - granted it was only a number of hours, but it felt like much longer without you. You talk practically nonstop, enjoying each other’s company and trying not to laugh over nothing when you pick up the food you ordered. You pull out of the Sonic drive through, noticing you’re not too far from your favorite cafe. You turn to Ricky, giving him a look.

“Do you think we have time to stop by Blue Diner before they close? I don’t know about you, but I am really craving a peach scone.”

I wonder how she’d taste… the thought from earlier returns full force.

“Yeah,” he breathes, watching you as you stare ahead at the road, “I’m craving one, too.” You giggle, the sound hitting his ears like a melody, as you turn right, heading down to Blue Diner cafe. One of you had started playing music at some point, and as it inevitably always seems to, the high school musical stage soundtrack now pumps out of your car speakers, both of you singing along, harmonizing and duetting your way through the first several tracks before you finally arrive and park.

You enter the building, laughing over something or other, and after a few short minutes of waiting for your order, you’re greeted with two peach scones, and a “come again soon!” from the very tired looking girl behind the counter. You stop at the toy machine, inserting enough change for two capsules, then follow Ricky to the exit.

“Thanks again, good night!” you call to the barista, who waves in response.

Soon Ricky’s closing the back door of your house behind you.

“Thanks,” you state as he watches you set down the takeout you carried in on the kitchen counter, “There’s no way I could have brought all this in myself.” you muse.

“Hey, I am happy to help you carry takeout any time.” You smile, and he reaches past you, grabbing something from one of the paper bags, “As long as I can have some of your fries,” he states, holding out half the fry for you. You open your mouth, and he places it past your lips, his cheeks suddenly flushed. You scurry over to the doorway, and he’s still wrapped up in how oddly intimate this whole evening with you has been.

“Mom,” you call, “we’re home!” Ricky doesn’t hear her reply, but you follow up a moment later, “We got you Sonic!”

She enters the kitchen, and the timing of her arrival makes Ricky laugh. You hand her a paper bag, and she kisses your cheek.

“Thank you, sweetie,” she says, making her way to the sink. She pauses to give Ricky a half hug, holding her mostly empty coffee mug far enough away so it won’t spill on him.

“Hi, Ricky,” she chuckles a greeting, which he returns.

“Hi,” he replies. She moves to the sink to wash her coffee cup - one of many she’d had throughout the day.

“There was another filibuster during the meeting, so of course we barely got anything done.” Your mom says, filling you in on some petition for something or other they’ve been trying to get passed.

“Don’t tell me it was Garth again,” you say, already knowing the answer.

“Yup.” she states, with a look. You let out a scoff.

“God, is he ever going to let you guys catch a break?” You ask rhetorically.

“Not if he and his associates have anything to say about it…” she states, with a roll of her eyes. You both chuckle as she pours herself yet another cup of coffee.

“I’m going to be working late to get this paperwork done on time, so I have to head back to City Hall for a while, I’ll text you when I get home.” she informs, and you acknowledge with an understanding nod, “But enough bureaucracy, how was rehearsal?” she stirs her coffee, the mood instantly picking up.

“Well,” you laugh, sharing a look with Ricky, “we finally finished the blocking for act 2, so that’s something…”

“That bad?”

“It’s… rough,” Ricky supplies, “but we’re getting there.” She wags a finger at him supportively.

“That’s the kind of optimism we like to see,” she smiles, passing by you towards the doorway, “I’m just going to grab some papers, then I’ll head out. You can fill me in on the details later.” She gives you a very discrete look that Ricky almost misses, and you nod in agreement.

He’s sure your mom knows you and Big Red got his stuff from his house earlier in the day, and wants to know how it went. Thankfully there won’t be much to tell her. He’d been dreading it earlier, and now seeing that neither of you are making it a big deal provides him with a much needed sense of normalcy. His body heats up as he thinks about how you always manage to handle every uncomfortable situation so gracefully.

“Okay, text me when you get there,” you smile, giving her one more hug before she heads out. He watches you grab your food, scone, and what remains of your slushy, and start to head upstairs, and his heart catches in his throat. You turn back to him with a look that could stop time.

“You coming?” you ask.

“Uh, yeah.” he snaps out of it, grabbing his food and following you up to your room.

He takes in the familiar surroundings the way he always seems to when he enters, immediately feeling at ease. As you get settled, you reach into your jacket pocket, remembering the toys. You toss him one, popping your capsule open.

“A plastic dinosaur,” he announces, holding up the bright blue figurine. The overjoyed look on your face as you stare at your prize immediately has his attention. Your gazes lock as you hold up a tiny plastic skateboard. You take his hand, and his chest gets warm. You roll the little board up and down his hand, letting out a delighted chuckle.

“The wheels work and everything…” you look up at him suddenly, eyes boring into his, “You have to teach me to skate at some point.”

He lets out a warm laugh, smiling, and after a moment, he processes what you just said.

“Wait, for real?”

“Yeah.” you confirm, crossing your room to a shoebox on a shelf, “I’ve always wanted to learn, and who better to teach me than Ricky the ultimate skateboarder?”

You set it next to the shoebox containing your other trinkets from the cafe, hearing the sweet flustered laugh that escapes him as you do. You see the white plastic bag still sitting on your desk, black and red lettering distorted by the folds in the material. You take the blue rectangular cases out, examining the cover art.

“So, what are we thinking; GTA, assassin’s creed, uncharted, mario kart…?” you muse, looking up at him for input. He’s surprised.

“I didn’t know you play videogames,” he replies, smiling as you shrug, looking at the floor.

“I… I don’t, really - besides mario kart.” he chuckles, and you continue, “Big Red mentioned how much you like them, and which ones are your favorite, and I already had a couple for when my cousins come to visit, so, I… you know, I figured it was a good move.” You hand him the cases to look at, continuing.

“I mean, I don’t know if you can transfer save files from one console to another, or if you just have to log in, but I thought it’d be nice.” you tidy up your desk absentmindedly as you ramble, needing something to do with your hands. Ricky looks between the game cases in his hand and the way you straighten up your pencil cup and tuck miscellaneous items back where they belong.

“And, I mean, you did a really, really good job with everything today. That would have been hard for anyone, but especially with what you’ve been going through…"

He watches you continue to ramble, praise falling from your lips like flower petals. He feels so warm when you speak to him; your voice, your attention, your presence, it all feels so good. You make his cheeks warm, then his chest…

“...And obviously if I can make this any easier for you, of course I’m going to.”

That warmth continues, going down, down, down…

“You’re an amazing person, and you really don’t deserve all this-”

He knows it would be pretty risky, he knows he should wait until the perfect moment when everything’s all soft and romantic, because you deserve nothing less than that. But hearing your words, sweeter than honey and only for him, dear god he’s so tempted to do everything you could want him to. His mind is suddenly a torrent of every good thing he wants to make you feel, the overwhelming desire to have you grab his hair and scratch at his back, to be the sole source of your pleasure. It’s when you kneel down to the floor to pick up a pen you dropped, and you look up at him for a split second that he can’t hold himself back anymore.

“You just have to deal with this stuff as it comes up, but it doesn’t mean you…”

In an instant, he’s crouching in front of you, hands on your cheeks, and your words evaporate. His face is so close to yours, and his pupils are dilated as he studies your expression.

Your cheeks are warm under his hands, a ghost of a smile on your soft, beautiful lips that he wants so badly to touch. You’re surprised, pleasantly so at the suddenness of the change in the atmosphere, and it’s only when your eyes flicker between his and his lips that he finally lets himself close the distance between you.

He kisses you feverishly, and with something to prove. His lips are warm and soft against yours, and he angles his head to kiss you deeper and deeper. Your hands come up to his shoulders, a warm and familiar feeling. Your lips part, and his tongue begins to make its way into your mouth, leaving you feeling warm and full. One hand still on your jaw, his other trails down to the small of your back, pulling you closer to him. You feel his chest pressed up against yours, and your heart speeds up a little. You let out a breathy sigh, which only seems to spur him on further.

He continues kissing you with everything he’s got, and soon he’s lowering you down until you’re flat against your bedroom floor. He only pulls away for a moment, gazing at you, committing your face to memory. Your thumb strokes his cheek, and you watch his eyes flutter closed at the contact.

“God,” he mutters, eyes closed and eyebrows scrunched as he smiles, lips back on yours again in an instant. His lips dance against yours, frantic and passionate, eventually trailing down your neck to the spot that made you gasp the last time he kissed you like this. He holds you close, feeling you up as you let out another breathy sigh, louder this time. He takes in a breath to murmur something in your ear, but he falters, and it escapes as a soft moan instead. His hands slip under your shirt, then down to the waist of your pants. As he opens them up and slips his hand down the soft denim, cupping your heat, he’s overwhelmed with how badly he’s craving you. He can’t hold it back anymore, blurting out what he’s been thinking about all day.

“I wanna taste you,” he says finally, groaning in your ear, rushed and excited. You look at him, making sure you heard him right.

“I really,” he says again, in between kissing his way down your neck, “really wanna taste you…”

He looks up at you, and you nod, an excited smile blooming on your face.

“Yeah?” you ask, and he nods in confirmation.

“Yeah,” he murmurs back, smiling. His lips are back on your neck in an instant, hands pushing up your shirt, hovering on your chest. He gently gropes the soft, pillowy mounds, thumbs rubbing circles over your nipples, sending little shots of electricity down to your core. He grabs your hips, propping you up slightly as he pulls down your jeans and underwear, causing you to let out a surprised giggle.

His breath fans over your chest as he plants hot kisses across your clavicle, trailing down your sternum. His hands move from your chest to grab a firm hold on your waist as he kisses down your stomach in a way that has you already dripping with arousal and anticipation. He trails his hands down, grabbing the back of your thighs, and guiding them wider. He gives them a squeeze, cherishing the noise you make when he does.

He continues to kiss his way down from your lower stomach, finally pressing a hot, open mouthed kiss against your dripping heat, then licking a long, slow stripe up to your clit. You taste better than he could have possibly imagined, and he already wants more. The moan that escapes your throat at the contact is the nicest noise he’s ever heard. He wants you to make it again. He dives back in, licking and sucking your clit like you’ve never experienced.

He can’t get enough, and neither can you. Your hips squirm, desperate for more friction, and one hand moves from your thigh to hold you down as he continues to draw noise after beautiful noise out of you. His other hand moves to your heat, spreading around your sticky wetness, edging your empty hole.

Your hands tangle in his hair, tugging gently as he sucks on the bundle of nerves. He wants to ask if that feels good, wants to ask if you like that, but he can’t bring himself to stop devouring you for even a second. He’s addicted to you, no question.

“Ricky…” you breathe, and he knows you’re close. He mutters something you can’t quite make out, vibrations from his voice sending you over the edge. You spasm, hips bucking wildly, and you’re grateful he’s holding them down. He continues to lick and grind his face against you, carrying you through your high. You pant, body tingling and light from the intensity of your orgasm.

Ricky slows down, pulling away for a mere moment to process the fact that he just made you cum like that with his mouth. He’s barely pulled his mouth away from you and he already misses the way you taste. He dives back in without a second thought, lapping up all the sweet honey he just drew out of you.

“Oh god,” your moans are music to his ears, encouraging him even more, “fuck…” you pant, letting out a blissful laugh, that quickly turns into another moan. He brings his fingers back to where they were before, teasing you as his tongue darts in and out. He drags his tongue out of your hole, replacing it a moment later with his fingers. They reach so deep inside you, and he begins to curl them slowly against your pulsing walls, tongue back on your clit. It’s slower this time, more gentle. Your increased sensitivity from your previous orgasm makes the soft, sensual touch overwhelming in the best possible way.

“F-fuck!” you gasp, tugging on his hair. His cock is throbbing, straining against his pants. Everything you do, every noise you let out, makes it harder. His grip on your hip tightens as he continues to curl his fingers inside you. He finds the spot that feels slightly different, and focuses his attention there.

“Fuck, Ricky!” you moan, head thrown back. Your walls slowly clench around him, and he knows you’re close. You look down as you tug on his hair, locking eyes. He continues gently sucking on your swollen bud.

“Tell me,” he prompts, murmuring against your skin, “does that feel good?” You feel him smirk against your burning flesh as you answer.

“Yes,” you moan, “god, yes…”

His words bring you close. He remembers the images saved in the locked note in his phone. If you press the clitoris and g-spot at the same time, the vagina takes a screenshot and saves you in her memory forever. He knows it’s a joke, but the idea of being saved in your memory forever is too tempting. His lips pop off your hot puffy flesh, thumb taking their place.

He lightly touches your clit while stroking your g-spot, and before you can moan his name again, your walls are convulsing around him, squeezing his fingers so tightly he can’t move them.

“Oh fuck! Shit, Ricky!” you babble out blissed out curses, studded with moans, and he really, to his core wishes he could listen to nothing else forever. Your body is buzzing and you swear you can see stars. You seem to have caught your breath a little, and he’s already lowering his head again, wanting your taste on his tongue.

“Ricky…” you laugh, hands tugging on his hair again, this time pulling him up to look at you, “Ricky!” Your laugh is infectious, and he feels a giggle bubbling out of him. One hand is tangled in his hair, the other resting on his cheek as you gaze at him, and he’s never felt better in his life than he does right now. You have his full attention as he waits for you to complete your thought.

“I want your cock,” you breathe, “want it inside me.” Before the words have even finished leaving your pretty lips, he’s climbed up to you, lips hovering over yours. He memorizes you for a split second, the look on your face, the way your hair frames your head like a halo. He’s once again overwhelmed with desire and kisses you, mouth open, without another thought. You taste yourself on his lips, and you think he’s never tasted better. This time it’s your tongue poking past his lips, and the feeling leaves him weak.

It’s only when you pull his hips down into yours, and he grinds gently against your soft exposed flesh, that he realizes how badly his cock is throbbing. He pulls away more reluctantly than he’s pulled away from anyone, knowing if he keeps this up he’ll cream his pants for the second time today. He reaches for your nightstand, where he knows - from experience - that you have some condoms. He kneels back pulling down his jeans and boxers. You watch, mesmerized, as his cock, hard and red, dripping precum is freed. He opens the condom, and you both laugh as he slides it on, remembering the last time you’d both struggled to open the allegedly easy to open packets.

He lines himself up with your entrance, not bothering to pump himself beforehand. He leans down, hovering over you as he begins to thrust into you. As soon as your walls squeeze around him, he lets out a hiss of air. He buries his face in the crook of your neck in an attempt to muffle the loud string of moans as he begins rolling his hips, feverishly humping into you.

“F-fuck,” he moans into your ear, as warmth rapidly generates between you. Your body presses into his, and he can’t get enough of the feeling. He presses messy kisses along your jaw and neck, sucking hickies into your perfect skin. You run your hands up and down his back, lifting up his shirt in that way that sets off fireworks in his brain. You feel so good and you’re always so nice… his breath is taken away by how good you are, how good you are to him. You lightly drag your nails down his back, and in his hazy euphoric brain fogged state, he detaches his lips from your neck to kiss you again.

“I love…” he breathes against your lips, and his stomach does a flip flop. The words are out before he can even think about them, and the split second pause where he tries to figure out what to put at the end of the sentence other than the word he’s obviously biting back feels like an eternity.

“...When you do that.”

It’s true, he does love when you scratch his back like that. He presses kisses to your jawline, hoping you don’t see his nervous expression. You let out a soft chuckle, and he can tell you’re smiling. You drag your nails down his skin again, and his cock pulses inside you. You moan again, one hand playing with his hair. He gets lost in the feeling of your fingers raking through his hair, speeding up as he gets closer.

“Ricky,” you breathe as a warning as he continues to hit that spot inside you, and you clench around him, legs shaking as you climax yet again. A moment later he buries his face in your neck, letting out a torrent of moans as he cums hard. His stomach clenches, as he gently rides you both through your highs. You stay like that for a minute, coming down from each other’s intoxicating touch.

Shortly after, when you’re both cleaned up and sitting on your bed, you remember your food. You open up a container, handing one to Ricky.

“I knew we were forgetting something,” you muse, a comedic lilt to your voice. He chuckles, opening his up and inspecting it.

“It’s definitely cold now,” he nods. You laugh, popping a fry in your mouth.

“I think cold takeout is only really good when it’s post-sex.”

“Yeah,” he laughs, agreeing wholeheartedly, “pretty much.” He watches you as you hand him a controller, grabbing the other one, and booting up your gaming console.

“So, you gonna teach me how to play assassin’s creed, or what?”

He’s not sure how you do it, how you always manage to create such a comfortable atmosphere just by being in a room, but he cherishes it so deeply. With the way he feels around you, he’d think he had never had a single problem in his life. You provide such an integral sense of reassurance, and comfort, and stability that he has no idea how he ever lived without it. Without you. He knows that he feels more at home with you than anywhere else right now.

[hunkydorkling]

Karate Kid/Cobra Kai survey

Originally tagged by THE @justveeing, like, months ago. I still don't know what to answer. Words are beyond me.

It's the year 2021 and you're obsessed with The Karate Kid. How are you feeling?: Months in, I feel ineffably bad about sexualizing old men who are old enough to be my dad, but inwardly I know I'm just very inspired, and I will continue tucking this side of me as long as I'm in the fandom. I mean, I guess. I'm as surprised to figure out I developed this DILF-loving fact like everyone else.

Did you grow up with TKK or are you new to the series?: See the thing is, I was exposed to the 2010 one first. As a (very misinformed and dumb) child, I didn't find Ralph Macchio that much appealing. It's blasphemy. But my Dad liked TKK because he's a big fan of Bruce Lee—classic fanboy case: seen all his movies, loves martial arts but never dabbled into it. His interest in TKK was pretty much secondhand. I was fully convinced not to watch the 80s TKK because Terry SIlver made me feel uncomfortable me as a kid.

We gotta do the basics. Favorite character:  Mr. Miyagi, easily. I can root for Johnny all I want, but I always circle back to the old man because he's very down-to-earth, grounded, and I love him to bits.

Favorite ship:  Lawrusso! Binary Boyfriends secondly, but I enjoy the dynamic with the former more.

Underrated character:  I'm with the general consensus to say Aisha, obviously. But also Bert! Bert can get it.

Underrated ship (don’t say therapy, lol): I would love to explore Ali/Amanda at any point in my fic writing.  

Wax On, Wax Off or Sweep the Leg?: Wax the leg? Yes please. I'm kidding. Wax On, Wax Off.

Which of Daniel’s dumb little outfits is your favorite?:  In TKK, definitely the beach outfit. CK, god, I hate everything except that blue jacket.

Character from the films you most want to return, who’s not Terry Silver: Hmmmmmmmm it'd be interesting to see Freddy Fernandez. I'd be intrigued to find out he owns a meat shop.

Scene that lives in your head rent-free: HMM. It's when Daniel and Kumiko kissed the first time. I really love tender shit, the way the ritual was done with respect.

Will Anthony LaRusso ever be relevant?:  Please for the love of god I want him to have a say in this whole karate drama.

You live in The Valley and are forced into the karate gang war.  Which dojo do you join?:  I'd join Eagle Fang Karate early on because I'd think their sensei has really hot arms.

What’s your training montage song?:  This is so random, but uh... Gettin' Tighter by Deep Purple. I like me some 70s songs off the bat.

It’s the crossover event of the century! Which TV show are you combining with Cobra Kai for an hour-long Saturday night special?: Breaking Bad, because what better way to add more flair to the karate soap opera than to throw in "recreational" drugs?

Tag time!  @jknip3 @kingkarate @brucecampbell @lordgibbie @lets-dont-this @cobra-shy @petrichorus @bitter-13-suite and anyone else who hasn't done this, go crazy!

[flying-elliska]

About your post on WTFock S3, I'm really glad you made a point about Sander's character being a bit too shallow. It's something that really bothered me while watching because, just as you said, we never get the chance to understand what draws Robbe to Sander (and vice versa) except for physical attraction and first-time experience. In the end we only know details about who Sander is (Bowie, loves art, is bipolar) but nothing substancial. At least it's what i feel.

Ahhh yeah I agree with you, sadly, and thanks.

It's a very frustrating thing because there is potential ! The actor is good and there are...concepts there. And I guess the people who like his character focus on that but for me I just can't.

Lile for instance...where is his artist's statement ? He repeats Even's "life is a movie you can direct" thing, but he hasn't anything to actually do with movie making? And he isn't recreating scenes or anything? Why does he draw/take pictures exactly, is there a special project or artist that occupies him most ? His connection to his art feels frustratingly shallow, beyond him just drawing Robbe. And so does the symbolism around his character. I liked the idea that he is trying to nurture Robbe and offer him traditions he never had but where does that come from ? Why exactly does he like Bowie so much ? There is something there, a connection between that music and esp the songs that talk about isolation and being an oddity, finding Sander at a graffiti scene, the whole Chernobyl thing, like I said the whole wasteland vs warmth thing and trying to reconstruct after disaster but it's never actually really developed because their discussions are mostly copy paste with refs that don't really fit them (like the movie thing, or Leonardo DiCaprio, or the limo Tesla, etc)....it's just so frustrating. I feel like there is never really a moment where we really get to discover who he is. I feel at some point ppl just decided to call his character "chaotic" and use it to overlook incoherent writing, but eh maybe I'm not seeing something. But there was no moment where I thought "oh wow I really connect with him" like there was with all the other Evens, even those in the remakes I liked less. And at times it felt dangerously like wow ppl MI are so random lol!!!!

[happysunshinebois]

Hey I know you're probably swamped with requests, but I figured I might as well ask. If you're up for it can you do a RFA+ reaction hc thing for the RFA walking in on MC dancing and singing to Careless Whisper? I love that song so much and I'm always singing it when it comes on now matter where I am lol thanks!

Hi hello this is so long overdue I’m so sorry. You were like one of my first requests. This was honestly so much fun to write and you got me into Careless Whisper so bad I literally listened to the 10 hr version bc I needed to listen and also I loved it so thank you so much. I hope these scenarios are good! I tried to mix some things up so they weren’t all the same but I hope you like them nonetheless! 

Zen:

As the music dies something in your eyes calls to mind a silver screen and all it’s sad goodbyes

Some backstory: he had to learn this song for a performance, he has a routine and everything and he remembers all of it

But he puts the choreography this time and when he walks in after hearing the song and your door being cracked open

He’s a little surprised to see you fluidly dancing around the room with an invisible partner and when you switch to “playing the sax”, he has to stifle a laugh

He doesn’t know how you haven’t noticed him standing in your doorway yet

But he crosses his arms, leans on the door frame, and watches you with the softest expression on his face and love in his eyes

You eventually spot him out of the corner of your eye and are only a little startled

Definitely didn’t fall on your butt or anything 

Zen chuckles and walks over to you, holding out his hand

As you take it, he restarts the song on your speaker and takes the place of the “invisible” partner you were so lovingly dancing with before

Seven:

I should have known better than to cheat a friend and waste the chance that I’d been given so I’m never gonna dance again the way I danced with you

Maybe it’s better this way we’d hurt each other with the things we want to say

As soon as he walks through the door, he hears the first few sax notes and he rushes towards you, whips out a sax, and proceeds to play the entire solo

This is the only thing he knows how to play on the saxophone, trust me on this

You’re loudly mouth singing the sax solo in various “Bow now now now”s and bouncing across the floor

Alternately

He’s always taken the lyrics to heart, especially when it comes to you

So when he walks in on you singing and dramatically acting and dancing along with the lyrics, he starts to hum along and eventually makes his way into your arms

You sway together and hold each other just as tightly as the other

You know

If he’s in a more lighthearted mood (or feels more sure in your relationship), the two of you dramatically act out the song together, not really taking the lyrics to heart

The surveillance camera in the living room captured it all

Yoosung:

To the heart and mind ignorance is kind

I feel so unsure as I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor

He’d been back and forth between playing LOLOL and studying for his upcoming finals

And man are finals brutal

You know that

He knows that

And tbh between all the commotion, it feels like he hasn’t spent time with you properly

Quick meals, a peck on the cheek as one of you rushes out the door, and legs sometimes brushing if you’re both at the kitchen table studying together

So when he rips off his headphones and lets out a long sigh, he realizes all he really wants to do is hold you in his arms

The trickle of music is playing from your room and he can’t help it so he sneaks on over and when he sees you swaying with your arms wrapped around yourself and singing the lyrics, he’s just in awe at your beauty and how you somehow seem so easygoing

He sways himself over to you to the sound of your voice and lightly taps your shoulder

He’s standing very close

Half of it is just that he wants to cover his blushing face

As your singing falters, his picks up with the lyrics and he wraps his arms around you

A wide grin breaks out on your face as you wrap your arms around him and the two of you spin yourselves around the room, laughing, singing and yelling the lyrics, and at the end, falling onto the bed

You both try to catch your breath but your soft giggles take much more air than expected

You roll over and throw an arm over his waist and he cups your face gently in his hands, looking at you with love in his eyes and blush over his cheeks

You both hum the chorus until you fall asleep

Jumin:

I’m never gonna dance again guilty feet have got no rhythm though it’s easy to pretend i know you’re not a fool

He’d been away on yet another business trip and no matter how much you tried, he insisted that as much as he’d love you to, it’d be better and safer for you at home

It was only a week

A week without you

It’s fine

….

It wasn’t fine

You sent texts rapidly to each other and calls when you could

You were even able to get a few video calls in

On the fifth day of his trip, he could hardly take it anymore

It took all his self control just to not fly back to you immediately

Somehow five days felt more like months

He called you to video chat late that night

He expected that you’d answer

What he didn’t expect was for a blaringly loud sax solo to come bursting through his laptop speakers

He was shocked to say the least, but then he settled for looking at you in admiration through the screen

“…Guilty feet have got no rhythm!! Up, my love, you’re dancing with me!”

He thought it best not to argue, but he wasn’t about to go waltzing around his hotel room with his laptop in his arms

….

Until that’s exactly what he started doing

If he couldn’t hold you, then this would have to do

“MC, would you please move your face closer to the camera?”

You did so quizzically, still singing out the words in heavy breaths from dancing around your room

Once you realized he practically had you in his arms (as much as he could long distance), you quickly picked up your laptop as well and spun round and round as Jumin did the same

Your face flushed knowing he missed you as much as you missed him and as your motions slowed you blew him a kiss and he acted as if he caught it through the screen, even if he was hundreds of miles away

He made sure for every time he was away for long, he’d call you and the two of you would pick up your laptops and dance with each other to this song

(Also I picked this GIF bc I liked how they were different colors and separate so it kinda gave the vibe that they’re together but in different places, ye?)

Jaehee:

We could have been so good together we could have lived this dance forever

The song had come on in the coffee shop, in the middle of your shift

*LOUD GASP*

“MC, what’s wrong????”

Baehee is confusion

You don’t startle too many customers

Tbh they find it kind of funny and it gives the cafe some personality

Jaehee admires how much of the song you knew and just watches in

She hadn’t heard it until today, but she makes sure to slip it into the cafe playlist more often than not, just to see your face light up the same every time

You catch on eventually to what she’s doing and while you’re both closing down one day, the song comes on

You’re facial expression turns determined and you oh so gracefully rip her away from whatever task she’s doing and guide her to the cleared space

You make that face, like you’re up to something but she finds it humorous and goes along with it

You twirl her and move your way around her like it’s a performance, belting the lyrics and dramatically recreating the “scenes”

It makes her giggle and she hums along to the tune

She glides her hand from your elbow down to your hand and holds it tenderly with her own

She won’t admit that the two of you didn’t get out of the cafe until about midnight but what’s a girl to do when all she wants to do is hold you and see you smile?

[baekhvuns]

Meh they didn't get nominated today, well that's fine it was Seventeen vs Aespa (stans are already unbearable like didn't they win two times in a row? Be fucking positive for once damn, can't have shit in this fandom). I haven't listened to Nicole's album but I know the single, between her and Sunny coming back as well. It's for the hags. <3 ahhh the sample on GG's new song 💖

I can't blame the panther for wanting to have a piece of Hwa, after all I'm planning to eat him whole <3333

YOU THOUGHT HE WAS A GIRL?! 😭😭😭 bestie, didn't being a homosexual misogynist racist made you think "oh that's a guy?" I'm wheezing, truly a TODAY I LEARNT moment for you

Jaudyasudhshsgsyeh did you know Hwa was my first Ateez photocard ever, it was before I biased him 🤡 god that limited one is really so pretty isn't it? 😌 ahhhh a shame you didn't get a Hwa pc, but he still came! Congrats on your first Jjong. Noooo Withmuu aren't NFTs, yes those holos in Halateez outfits are MWAH. Perhaps I'll get a pola when my albums arrive 👀

Ahhhh that sporty Hwa fic sounds really cute, hope it comes out in the future.

Udysysujagsus good luck with my mother, she doesn't care <3 I'm not sure if jopping makes anyone cool tbh...

I will not move on from Show Champion Hwa, like??? Am I suddenly into arms? Well hwarms more like... his skin tone too, so beautiful 😭 AND TODAY'S HWA OMG A PIRATEEE with a pink belt I wore during my emo and scene phases, lol. Hongjoong in a skirt and a beret! Mingi... Mingi...

Maybe showing the nose phenotypes to you was a mistake, now you have too much power 😳 I'm a big Hwa nose enthusiast in general, didn't know it had other purposes than just making him look so sharp and elegant

That UK band is pretty popular in SK actually hahahha, they seem nice, but stans were like GET THESE 1D KNOCK OFFS OF THE STAGE, pls 😭 yes they met the Teezers lmaooo

The connection between my result and me stanning Bodyguard wow, the science makes sense. I told you, you always pick the most personal quizzes 😩 oh you were psychoanalysed to filth as well, but that last part is so sweet

What's up with footballers especially those residing in Spain (and their families) and committing tax evasions diurueyeishdhsjs

Hwa is serving for all the armpits enthusiasts (not me but even his pits are nice...). SO MUCH FUCKING CONTENT BUT I NEED TO WATCH SHOWTERVIEW FIRST CAUSE they were recreating the Pink Windmill show meme? Do you know it?! And....... WE HAVE IIIIIIT BESTIE GASHINA MOMENT. Them calling Sunmi nuna she was so happy 😆 why was she fangirling so hard, I mean same girl

Me reading Twitter

Buckle up for lots of Hwa's: why he look like that and act like a baby. Please oh ...A BABY BABY BABY ok I'm gonna stop now but let me tell you, this video made me feel something like he lookes so adorable and deadly, imagine seeing this mf in a club I would start crawling on the floor

I got Minerva hahaha - DV 💖

hi hello!!

Meh they didn't get nominated today, well that's fine it was Seventeen vs Aespa (stans are already unbearable like didn't they win two times in a row? Be fucking positive for once damn, can't have shit in this fandom). I haven't listened to Nicole's album but I know the single, between her and Sunny coming back as well. It's for the hags. <3 ahhh the sample on GG's new song 💖

HOPEFULLY THEY GET SOME TODAY !!! no fr 😭😭 i understand ppl wanting ateez to win but sometimes it’s just not in our hands so instead of being sad abt they should just congratulate the group and think about tomorrows 😭😭 ITS FOR THE HAGS ABSOLUTELY,, gg’s comeback sounds retro refreshing and their teasers photos they’re recreating 😭😭😭 cRYING SOBBING

I can't blame the panther for wanting to have a piece of Hwa, after all I'm planning to eat him whole <3333

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭 maybe it’s u as the panther maybe ill name it deja instead of dumbles fbfnfbfb <3 devour him i and the yn absolutely 100% allow u to fully ENGULF HIM

YOU THOUGHT HE WAS A GIRL?! 😭😭😭 bestie, didn't being a homosexual misogynist racist made you think "oh that's a guy?" I'm wheezing, truly a TODAY I LEARNT moment for you

IVE ALWAYS THOUGHT HE WAS A GIRLIE NEVER ONCE DID IT CROSS ME HE WAS A BOY,,, LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭😭 I SHOULDVE KNOWN PLS DBDBDBDNDB I WAS TODAY YEARS OLD WHEN I FOUND THIS OUT noddy my man,, so sorry but also fuck u???

Jaudyasudhshsgsyeh did you know Hwa was my first Ateez photocard ever, it was before I biased him 🤡 god that limited one is really so pretty isn't it? 😌 ahhhh a shame you didn't get a Hwa pc, but he still came! Congrats on your first Jjong. Noooo Withmuu aren't NFTs, yes those holos in Halateez outfits are MWAH. Perhaps I'll get a pola when my albums arrive 👀

NO WAY WHAT WAS THE ALBUM U PULLED HIM FROM??? FATE!! my vv first was wooyoung’s answer era pc but i think i traded it for a hongjoong bc ive never never had his card pulled out but even w that trade it wasn’t the right version 😭😭 YEAH THAT ONES SOOOO VV PRETTY YES A SHAME BUT IM GLAD THAT ID WAS HIS BC I GENUINELY DROPPED MY JAW SCREAMED FBFB BROOO THOSE PC’S ARE S T U N N I N G !!!! omg manifesting two three pola’s for u, if u get an extra i will send u my address u already know what to do 🔫

Ahhhh that sporty Hwa fic sounds really cute, hope it comes out in the future.

ill cue it for around summer time for now!! but rn it’s yunho and then some other member before we do the seonghwa series ✨✨✨

Udysysujagsus good luck with my mother, she doesn't care <3 I'm not sure if jopping makes anyone cool tbh...

LMFAOOOO 😭😭😭😭 will make an appointment with ur mother rn 🔫 lOok iF JOPPING MADE SUPERM LOOK COOL? you can too bff

I will not move on from Show Champion Hwa, like??? Am I suddenly into arms? Well hwarms more like... his skin tone too, so beautiful 😭 AND TODAY'S HWA OMG A PIRATEEE with a pink belt I wore during my emo and scene phases, lol. Hongjoong in a skirt and a beret! Mingi... Mingi...

“SUDDENLY INTO ARMS” 😭😭🤚🏼 BE RLY BE MAKING US LIKING EVERYTHING ATP 😭😭 omg YES his melanin ✨🤌🏼 the oiled up arms really made it even better,, TODAYS???? MY GOD THAT PINK BELT 😩😩😩 PLS HES SO SO FINE HONGJOONG IN A SKIRT AND SAN?????? mingi. don’t even go there. please. i’m begging. please he looks like a dilf, please don’t do this 😭😭😭

“sleep well atiny” mf how am i supposed to when u look like this /// and this

🧍🏻‍♀️

he’s so????? pretty??? bbhwa

Maybe showing the nose phenotypes to you was a mistake, now you have too much power 😳 I'm a big Hwa nose enthusiast in general, didn't know it had other purposes than just making him look so sharp and elegant

That UK band is pretty popular in SK actually hahahha, they seem nice, but stans were like GET THESE 1D KNOCK OFFS OF THE STAGE, pls 😭 yes they met the Teezers lmaooo

☺️☺️☺️ mingi also has a similar nose too + hongjoong ☺️ seonghwa tho <3 pls wait a little bit,,, the ceo series would be like duke but modern fbfbfb <3 OH????? BIG NOSE ENTHUSIAST OKAY I SEE U OK OKAY OKAYDBDBDB no fr but his nose bridge is so pretty >>> NOT 1D KNOCK OFFS PLS FHWJBDKW 😭😭😭🤚🏼🤚🏼🤚🏼 someone said harry styles but dollar store version pls 😭😭😭

The connection between my result and me stanning Bodyguard wow, the science makes sense. I told you, you always pick the most personal quizzes 😩 oh you were psychoanalysed to filth as well, but that last part is so sweet

STANNING BODYGUARD??? IM SCREENSHOTTING THIS HELLO,,, <3 i will pick another one rn I WAS YES,, TO THE FILTH 😭😭🤚🏼

What's up with footballers especially those residing in Spain (and their families) and committing tax evasions diurueyeishdhsjs

NO LITERALLY WHATS GOING ON 😭😭 i heard ronaldo and messi had to do it too in spain esp and apparently every celebrity has to at some point fbfbfb tax evasions but sm ent too

Hwa is serving for all the armpits enthusiasts (not me but even his pits are nice...). SO MUCH FUCKING CONTENT BUT I NEED TO WATCH SHOWTERVIEW FIRST CAUSE they were recreating the Pink Windmill show meme? Do you know it?! And....... WE HAVE IIIIIIT BESTIE GASHINA MOMENT. Them calling Sunmi nuna she was so happy 😆 why was she fangirling so hard, I mean same girl

HE HAS SUCH NICE PITS??? so smooth and all?? like bro pls drop 1 hour routine of everything pls expose the secrets pls begging 😭🤚🏼 FUCK SHOWTERVIEW US OUT??? WEEKLY IDOL TOO??? FUCK FBENFBDN I THE WAY THEY INTRODUCED THEMSELVES SO LAME BUT SO CUTE FBDBB sunmi nuna 😭😭 from the small teasers ive sen it looks like a lot of fun NO YEHA SAME ID ACT THE SAME TOO,,, how she looked into the camera, girlie so strong bc i would’ve passed out tbh <3

Me reading Twitter Buckle up for lots of Hwa's: why he look like that and act like a baby. Please oh ...A BABY BABY BABY ok I'm gonna stop now but let me tell you, this video made me feel something like he lookes so adorable and deadly, imagine seeing this mf in a club I would start crawling on the floor

LMFAOOOO THAT LIVE WAS SO CHAOTIC 😭😭…… ateez hello baby when. wHEN I NEED TO SEE SEONGHWA WITH A KID

i am, excuse me.

my delulu is being fed SO mich in these links i don’t know how to act anymore,,,, RNWKDJWKHDKWDHWKHDWK CRAWLING? BRO WE BARKING FOR HIM ON FOUR KNEES MY FEMINISM LEAVING ME FOR THIS MAN AND THIS MAN ONLY

I got Minerva hahaha - DV 💖

“you're a great intellectual. maybe sit down and do some knitting or something though”

THE FIRST PARTS SO TRUE 😭😭😭 if u knit open up im pulling into for a sweater order 🔫

BESTIE WOOYOUNG RED?????

...

this your ceo??? the ceo dreams???

ayo??? 😭😭 don’t the show team check their ear pieces before giving it to them??? tf???

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