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hear me out
"and i'll attempt, and i'll listen, and i'll hope"
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cherry had never been the biggest fan of modeling, finding it, well, boring. she enjoyed taking selfies, cared for how she looked, but modeling had never much interested her. still, cherry would attempt her best at this, she wanted to get her name and face out there, figured that might help her land an acting gig, so she wanted this modeling contract, hoped her vlog would go successfully.
cherry starts her vlog in the forest, hair in a ponytail, barely any make up on, training clothes on. “hello everyone!” she finds a place to sit her phone as she introduces herself “this is kim cherry, who cherish you all!” there’s a smile on her lips. “ah if you know me, i’ve never been the best at physical stuff, and often find it boring” she nods a bit. “especially running, i find it boring to just… well, run in silence” she shrugs, “so today i’ve brought something that might help with that!” and up she pulls a pair of galaxy buds from her pocket. “with the galaxy buds i’ll be able to easily listen to music without being afraid some cord will get tangled as i run, so, i’ll be testing out the galaxy buds while taking a run in the forest today!”.
cherry puts in the galaxy buds, shows them off, makes sure her hair doesn’t get in the way so the camera can capture them while she attempts her best at running a little around with them.
“now, i haven’t exactly run far with these, but i am enjoying them quite a bit already” she nods, “they’re easy to run with, and the sound quality is good, they’re also discreet and blend in nicely, you know how some earphones made you look, well, stupid…”. she takes out the galaxy buds, shows them to the camera “these are definitely kim cherry approved” she smiles.
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lgc family concert 2k24 : panel solo.
Family concert time is always a highlight, brimming with excitement and joy. It's more than just the thrill of being on stage and interacting with the fans; it's a cherished opportunity to reconnect with faces he's not seen in ages.
Since transitioning from his trainee days to becoming an actor, Minkyu has found himself missing many familiar faces. The concert provides a perfect chance to catch up, greet old friends, and make new connections. Backstage, Minkyu is a social butterfly, effortlessly moving from one person to another, greeting people left and right.
The real thrill, however, comes when the panels for the actors start. Minkyu’s heart races at the thought of one day having his own solo panel like more renowned actors; he dreams of a future where he can give his fans undivided attention, offering them more than the brief interactions he has now while sharing the stage with other talented actors.
For now he focuses on the present; his seat is neither at the center nor on the far edge—a perfect spot that allows him to see everyone clearly while maintaining a comfortable presence. His bright smile and upbeat energy remain constant as he listens attentively, nodding in agreement and showing genuine interest in every question and answer.
While many of the questions are quite standard, Minkyu doesn't expect anything extraordinary. He understands that this is a platform for straightforward conversations rather than deep revelations. When his turn finally arrives, he is completely engaged, responding to each question with sincerity and enthusiasm.
The mini-games that follow are equally enjoyable, offering moments of fun and bonding, showcasing the natural chemistry among the actors, and providing additional entertainment for the fans.
Time flies by, as it always does when you're truly enjoying yourself. It’s only when Minkyu finds himself back in the dressing room that he realizes just how swiftly the day has passed.
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PRIVATE LESSONS !
minki still remembers the valid criticism that was given to him, a few months back. he had expected it, new it to be true. at the end of the day, there's a lot that minki needs to work on. one of those things is the fact that he needs to do better at performance, not just the technical skills that he has been honing since he got into legacy. it's important, after all, that he manages to keep the audience's eyes on him as he's dancing and singing on stage.
so that's what minki has decided to work on, asking his coach for tips and for his coach to pay close attention to everything that minki was doing. not that minki needs to remind the man, it's literally his job, but he'd like there to be no filter when it comes to the critique. minki knows he can take it, wants to show everyone that he's eager to improve, and that he remembers the criticism that he's being told. doesn't take it to heart, uses it as an opportunity to learn and grow.
turns out, keeping your facial expressions in check while singing and dancing at the same time is quite the challenge. of course, minki expected this—it wouldn't have been a breeze, especially if he wants to truly get better as an idol. he doesn't dislike it though, starts to think of it as fun. isn't it kind of like acting, in a way? minki wonders if that is the case, he is acting out a performance on the stage itself. makes sure that his presence on stage isn't something worth overlooking.
his coach tells him a few things, that he shouldn't be too dramatic or too much because it could risk ruining the group's synergy. he keeps it all in mind, wanting the best for the group. not just minki.
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Some birds! They're a lot of fun to doodle from reference
#Day 314#Non WC Daily Drawing#Nothing cat related was turning out good idk#2023 Daily Drawing Challenge
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SD&L gala
Haemin was sure he looked presentable for the red carpet and nothing could have possibly happened in the last five minutes since he had checked his reflection last to render him a laughing stock in front of multiple media reporters and peers. But even equipped with that logic he suddenly felt as though he were naked, or had forgotten to put his trousers on and walked out into public which, obviously, he hadn't. Adrenaline flooded through his body presenting itself in foot tapping as he watched the more seasoned actors walk and talk their way along the red carpet into the gala with poise and grace that he had yet to learn or possess.
The camera flashes were dazzling to say the least as he finally made his way down the carpet making sure to smile and pose in front of the wall of reporters praying that his eyes weren't closed in most of the photos as spots of lights swam in front of him as he was ushered away. God, how did people get used to all those fucking flashes? Haemin fought the natural instinct to blink rapidly and screw his eyes shut for a moment (so unflattering) opting instead to greet the reporter who was waving him down for an interview.
It wasn't much of an interview, just a few questions about who he was and what he had been in over the past year. Haemin answered it all with an easy yet humble air mentioning his work on Hogamnote as the highlight and hoped that the following year would bring him more opportunities to meet the viewers in a variety of projects. He finished the interview with a wink and a quick blown kiss towards the camera that had been trained on his face before joining the others who were already inside the gala ready for a fun and celebratory evening.
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CHRISTMAS CONCERT !
if claudine allowed herself a moment of vulnerability, to be completely honest with herself all the while swallowing her pride, she would admit that she's a little intimidated by the sudden news of a christmas concert. it's another reminder—in her eyes—that she's doing something completely new, a career that she is pivoting towards despite very little research on the matter. she essentially decided—why not? and went along with it. that managed to get her this far though, now she has to show to the world exactly what she can do. is she able to do that? after being a trainee for a few months?
one thing she does know is that either way, she'd have to fake it before she can make it. essentially, the more confident she is, the more she's sure it'd transfer over to her on-stage persona and presence. that's what she's hoping for, at least. she does want to do well, it's not like claudine doesn't have her own sense of pride. she knows better than anyone that her pride is usually her biggest downfall, that's exactly the reason why she'd pour in all her efforts into this concert, even if it's a small one. everyone has to start somewhere.
it helps that she likes the song, the choreography, the aesthetic of the entire track. it's fun, she feels good performing it too—she feels attractive, even though she briefly wonders whether this is appropriate considering the children in the front-row seat. it only occurred to her now, that she's on the stage itself, that performing something cunty is probably not the best route. not that they're doing anything bad though, they're putting on a fun performance! that's all that matters.
on top of that stage, claudine feels like barbie. she hopes the little girls that are watching enjoy the performance, as much as claudine enjoyed performing it for them.
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/ GIRLS BREAKER with moon somin
being the representative of crystallis for the 'boy group dance' challenge is something that somin takes very seriously. she had been relatively popular on tiktok for a while before she had become a trainee for the way that she would do the boy group challenges the same day that they dropped.
it was a talent that she was very proud of. of being able to pick up the point dance of a song just after a few watches, even if she would want to refine it further before filming or anything.
currently, she only uses this skill for filming dance challenges with other idol groups and for filling up her camera roll with drafts that she can't post to crystallis' tiktok (yet). hopefully one day she would be allowed to do it, but for now she just lets them all pile up in her camera roll and hope that one day they will no longer be collecting dust there.
but the challenge is one that she's very excited about taking part in, and letting her knowledge of boygroup dances take over. she doesn't even let herself hesitate, just letting her body react on its own to the first notes that she hears.
it's even better that yura is the other person who's on her team, since they had apparently both put down kpop dances as their specialties so they were required to participate in this challenge. it was a fun challenge, and a lot of her favourite songs were played.
she had gone into this challenge very confident and knew almost all of the dances that had been played, considering how up to date she always stays with the current music. she had been into the idol scene for so long, and into dancing for just as long, that a lot of the songs were just ones that she had known and learned organically.
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Study Date - Jegulus - TTPD Server's Microprompt Challenge - wc: 314
"Just one date?" James asks desperately, wide eyes so sincere that Regulus almost accepts.
Almost.
"No," he mumbles instead, frowning. Because he knows that James Potter, campus-renowned player and football star, can't possibly want to actually date him. The other boy obviously just has some fascination with the idea of wearing him down before leaving him alone. So it's much easier to turn him down before he gets hurt. "I have to study, Potter. I have a huge exam on Monday."
There. That should be enough to get the other boy off his back. Turning and moving to stop away, he's surprised when a hand grabs lightly at his wrist- enough to stop him but not enough to trap him there.
"A study date, then?" James pleads as Regulus eyes him again, and the suggestion makes Regulus pause.
Because he's never, not once seen James Potter in the library.
"You want to have a study date?" he asks suspiciously, even as the more hopeful part of him swells with something akin to joy.
"Sure. I- I'll quiz you. Read to you! Sit there quietly and stare out the window while you study," James says nodding as grinning. "Anything you want. I just want to spend time with you, Reg."
And the way he speaks causes Regulus to smile softly. Because it's so genuine, he believes him, even against his better judgement. "I'm studying geography," he warns, making sure James knows it's not the most interesting of subjects.
"Perfect! I love rocks and stuff," James grins.
Chuckling, Regulus doesn't have the heart to tell him he's probably thinking of geology. "Meet me in study room four tomorrow at one. And wear something comfortable, we're going to be there for a while," he warns with a smile.
Of course, as it turns out, they don't end up getting a lot of studying done the next day, but that's a different story.
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scents and movement in the air around them shift dramatically, from a salty breeze to the cool and fragrant interior, and finally a space that smells just as clean as it does intentionally scented with something warmer. a particularly large bathroom, judging not just by how aventurine had described it... but also by the things he can vaguely make out, and what his hand runs over. as he tries to visualize the space itself, it feels like it may be just as big as the room they started in... a breath leaves jiaoqiu as the tour feels like it starts to come to a close. feet turn round on an angle where a hand still holds, and he leans back to rest on the edge of the jacuzzi; then, a tilt of his head, and a smile. "sure it's just the dish from the room service that you were hoping to share this evening, mr. aventurine? this seems like quite a lot of space for one person."
perhaps that was a little too bold of a question. still, meaning stays at least slightly veiled.
then, as jiaoqiu starts to stand up again in front of the other man, he considers what the other had said a minute or so ago, back on the topic of his vision. it seemed like aventurine still had a good general idea of what he could and couldn't make out in a space like this... "you had it about right though, yes. I can see you partially at this distance, and it's more like shadows of shapes with little detail... but I can guess that your other hand is here, for instance." he offers the hand of his own that hadn't been held on the tour out with its palm up, close to the other's. "to be able to see you more clearly, I would need to be closer."
𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦⠀──⠀⋆˙⛃
#GHRevelation2025⠀∶⠀vodka donuts are now a thing
#avcnturine#undertones#ghrevelation2025#wc 314#:)c still not considering making that move?......... LMAOOOO ASKHLDGHDLAKSHLKH#hmhmhm....... really does say something that a jiaoqiu braincell thought 'pull us in the pool' at around that same time smh
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faint - @into-the-jeggyverse - wc: 314
Regulus had always been good at knowing things he wasn’t supposed to know. It was a skill honed from years of growing up in the Black family, where information was power and secrets were a currency.
So when he asked James, “Do you know about werewolves?” he was watching carefully.
James didn’t flinch. He didn’t even hesitate. Just raised an eyebrow and leaned back against the tree trunk, his arms loosely crossed over his chest. “I have the faint idea. Why?”
Regulus tilted his head. It was an interesting answer. Not a lie, but not a confession either. James was cleverer than people gave him credit for.
“I overheard something,” Regulus said slowly, still watching James. “A conversation between my cousin and Snape.”
James barely held back a grimace. “That’s always a bad combination.”
Regulus hummed in agreement. “Snape was being… well, himself. And Bella—she sounded amused. Something about a werewolf at Hogwarts.”
James met his gaze evenly. “Sounds like a load of rubbish to me.”
It was a test, Regulus realized. James wasn’t giving anything away. He was waiting to see what Regulus already knew, how far he could push.
And Regulus—well, he didn’t actually care what Bella or Snape thought. He cared about James. About the people James cared about.
So he let it go. “Probably,” he said, tone light, as if it wasn’t the reason he’d sought James out in the first place.
James studied him for a moment longer before his posture relaxed, and Regulus knew he’d passed whatever silent test was happening between them.
Still, as they sat in companionable silence, Regulus couldn’t help but think of another question. Not one he could ask yet—but one he’d carry with him.
How far would James go to protect the people he loved?
Regulus had the faint idea.
And it made him want to be one of them.
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Hiii there! I see you write for Brant (wuwa) and we absolutely need more of that man!! Could you write some fluff headcannons for a slightly drunk Brant and gn!reader or whatever you feel up to, anything is good! Thank you in advance and have a great day!! 😇
slightly merry
synopsis - how is he when he's had a bit to drink
includes - brant
warnings - gn!reader, fluff, small implications of alcohol consumption (on brant's behalf), wc - 314
↪it really wasn't a secret by now that brant had a fondness for drinking - even going as far as having a secret stash that only you and roccia were aware of
↪most noticeably he could get a bit out of control mainly during some form of celebration or after a successful performance
↪nevertheless, brant could be quite the clingy drunk and you were most often the recipient of those consequences. not that you particularly minded seeing as he was still rather behaved.
↪he'd constantly want to have his arm wrapped around you in some shape or form, whether it be interlocked with your arm or simply his arm around your waist. your personal space became his one way or another.
↪his usual confident and eccentric demeanor only increased tenfold when he'd had a bit to drink. brant was always the one to make meaningless and insignificant toasts, garnering most of the attention in a flamboyant way.
↪but with you around, he was much more content to sit by your side and have his attention solely focused on you and only you. sure he was still a bit loud and everyone could probably hear your conversation but he couldn't care less about that.
↪although, quite naturally, you did end up being the one responsible keeping an eye on brant when he had a bit to drink. fortunately for you, he was still somewhat mindful about that and never made it a difficult task for you - especially as he enjoyed clinging to you the entire time.
#x reader#wuwa x reader#wuthering waves x reader#wuwa x you#wuthering waves x you#x gender neutral reader#brant x reader#wuwa brant
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a dream with a baseball player


pairing. park jongseong x fem. reader
genre. fluff, babysitting, est. relationship wc. 314 warnings. kissing + parenthood mentioned, pet names (not proofread)
— in which you and jay take care of a baby. extra: i will never let any of u guys forget baseball jay
“jay where’s the milk bottle? she’s crying again,” you asked as you rocked dayeong in your arms. jay immediately rushed to the baby’s room which you were in and poked his head through the side of the doorframe, looking down as you rocked the infant side to side.
you and jay were tasked to babysit your aunts daughter for a day as she and her husband were having a day out. how your aunt even managed to convince you to agree you don’t even remember, but right now you were holding a crying baby in your arms.
“i got it,” jay smiled and entered the room, sitting beside you and bringing the nipple of the bottle to dayeong’s mouth, slowly feeding her her beloved milk.
you sighed a breath of relief as the infant stopped crying and continued suckling on her milk bottle.
you turned your head to look at jay and gave him a tired smile. “i didn’t know taking care of babies were that difficult.”
he reached his hand out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, causing your cheeks to redden and heat up.
“you’re doing a great job sweetheart,” he reassured and gave you a smile, “you’d be a great mother.”
there was a moment of silence. it wasn’t awkward, it was oddly comforting. all you did was gaze into his eyes; vice versa. instinctively, you leaned forward a little and he did the same.
“we shouldn’t let the baby see this, gotta keep it PG” he mumbled and gently covered dayeong’s eyes with his hand before pressing his lips against yours.
mid kiss, you suddenly heard crying again and you immediately pulled away from jay. he retracted his hand from dayeong’s eyes.
you both tried to figure out why she was crying. and then it hit you.
“i think we need to change her diaper man.”
luvlyhee 2024 :: taglist open ,, send as ask to be added
tl: @en-gelic @ohmydollie @luvvsim @dioll @chaewonshoney @jakesangel
network. @enchive
#enhypen#enchive#enhypen fanfiction#enhypen drabbles#enhypen fanfic#enhypen fic#enhypen imagines#enhypen x reader#enhypen fluff#enhypen scenarios#jay x reader#jay fluff#jay fic#jay fanfic#jay enhypen#park jongseong#jongseong x reader#enhypen jongseong#jay fanfiction
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HE'D HAD EVERY CHANCE TO BACK AWAY, to pull back before his mask crumbled beyond the point of no return. It was always a possibility, eventuality a treacherous part of his mind whispers, that the intriguing hum of her magics would draw him in while managing to slip past his defences. Yet, by the time the elder mage noticed, elder as if the difference is more than a few moons, it had already been too late and his defences truly disarmed.
And then he understands why, when the soft smile, beautiful smile is on her features. Only then can Hubert bring himself to stop caring about the future, El had told him, demanded of him to enjoy himself, and one night can easily turn to two, to three, to more beneath the red thread of fate's embrace.
He is... awestruck in indescribable ways, and once more that damning word is falling from him, louder, clearer, as if it not merely a slip of a fool's tongue. Perhaps if he were able to think in complete sentences, to observe like he usually had, he would've noticed the crimson cloth tied into her hair from his own mistake. Yet... perhaps that was merely a piece on their chessboard, an opening gambit in an endless game that was not for him to notice.
"It would be my pleasure, Milady." There's that pesky word, and yet it's almost flirtatious in tone for the normally controlled man, even as he fights to calm his features. It is a simple dance, nothing more, even as treacherous thoughts betray him, tempt him into wanting more for the first time in a very long time. Perhaps to let fate guide him is all there is left, even as he struggles and fails and struggles again to keep the smile he created from bringing anything more than his usual smirk to his features.
Leave the rain outside
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#toaball2025#thread: leave the rain outside#tineoffreege#// He loses the touch and gains having to explain why he's still wearing her ribbon //#[ wc: 314 ]
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TRAINEE MISSION 017 headcanon !
everything that happened during this program ( including the preparation of it ) had been fun, to minki. honestly, he didn't think he'd be able to perform like this so soon, especially because of the announcement that he would be a trial member in nknd. but then, minki thought about how it'd be beneficial to him, would even help him get back on the stage and performing as a whole before actually debuting. maybe that was what the company had in mind—preparing them for exactly that, which he's grateful for. legacy does always seem to think of the small details, even this.
every week had been fun, albeit tiring. that's a given, they have to practice and rehearse several songs and perform them all. minki finds it rewarding though, being able to see the efforts they've put into shine through during the live performances. he hopes the audience, themselves, would enjoy it.
admittedly, he liked all the songs that he had to perform—but undoubtedly, minki's favourite would be blue hour; for their seventh week. not only did he finally have an excuse to see jiho dance up close, teaching minki himself, he also gets to perform the song; it was fun. maybe he felt that spark he used to feel with dance, then. he hopes it'll last longer. he's starting to hope again, and that's dangerous.
there's a few skills he has to brush up on though. he doesn't know if he'll ever be put in a position to rap, but he knows he lacks something there. his vocals are a lot more stable now than during his first year in legacy, but it could be better. he'll keep that in mind, for the future. it's obvious that he'd have to work on both those things, before he actually debuts.
he's becoming a bit more confident that he can make it, though.
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pairing: ryusei shidou x f! reader
CW: frat boy! shidou au, smut mdni , unprotected sex , one mention of the word slut, one use of the word baby & spanking. NOT proofread.
WC: 314
this clearly wasn’t our best work but…here it is anyways, @700bussin did basically this entire thing.
shidou was arrogant in every aspect. girls, grades, parties, it didn’t matter. when it came to him, he either had the best or did the best. you hated his cocky know it all, have it all attitude and yet you always found yourself giving in to him…which is exactly why you found yourself face down in the pillows at his frat house.
“i bet you’re enjoying this huh…?”
he mutters as he keeps thrusting his thick cock into your overstimulated cunt, all you can hear is the muffled music from downstairs and shidou’s arrogant comments. ”you’re about to cum all over my dick, right?” he lands a hard slap on your ass with enough force for your hole to throb and ache for more.
your body starts involuntarily rocking back and forth, matching his thrusts while your eyes roll back in your head from the sheer pleasure he’s giving you.
you try to push him back to get him to slow down but he grabs your arms and pulls them back, fucking you even harder and faster. “nah…you know you like this, don’t you?” and all you can do is hum out a simple ‘mhm,’ your moans turn him on even more, encouraging him to slut you out.
your soaking cunt grips his cock more bringing him even closer to the edge. “fuck, i’m gonna cum if you keep squeezing me like that baby.” just the thought of him cumming in, or even on you turned you on more to the point where your pussy gushes, sheathing his dick in even more of your fluids. “s-shit im gonna-” before he finishes his sentence, he pulls out his throbbing cock and you feel his hot sticky cum hit your back in large amounts, practically glazing you. “damn…you felt amazing.” he murmured, pulling up his boxers and joggers, leaving you a hot roughed up mess.
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mark x fem!reader
wc: 314
warnings: baby fever, breeding kink
U had been having the highest baby fever ever, and u just needed to share it with mark. “baby, look at the size of these socks” you say while holding the tiniest pink baby socks out to mark, withholding the cutest pout mark has seen on your face. “they are cute, princess” he says with a smile on his face.
When your eyes land on a little ruffled baby dress with, again, the biggest pout ever, you show it to him, “mark this is literally the cutest thing ever” you say “yes baby, it is. but who would it be for, nobody that we know is pregnant” mark says, and that puts gears in your head to spin, “I don’t know” you retort back. “it could be for our future baby one day”.
Oh, if only you knew how badly mark wanted to have babies with you. Once you told him that, you two went straight home.
“You want a baby, huh?”, mark quips while he has you ass up face down, slowly sliding his length inside of you. “mhm, want a baby, mark” you say in a whiny tone. “yeah baby, know you do, gonna give u all of it” he says while rubbing his hands on your ass and spreading your ass cheeks apart so he can see himself sliding in and out of you.
You start to back it up on him, and he matches your movements with his hips. “fuck… you hella creamy pretty thing, must want my babies real bad, huh?” mark says while slightly chuckling. You on the other hand were gripping the sheets and leaving spit and tears on the pillow case, whining out a soft “yes I do”. mark runs his hands down your spine and bends down to your ear still thrusting his hips and says, “gonna get you all round ‘n cute baby, cant wait to see you like that”.
hiii, tysm for the 440 notes on the last fic🥹🫂 also my baby fever had been THROUGH the roof, hence this ff 😵💫😵💫😵💫 OH and merry christmas everybody. <333
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