#🎤 glory

[runariya]

hhiii!! im thinking a lot about a jungkook ex & loml he would be so cute arrrghl

🎤 n maybee 🥰+🤫 ?

(idolverse+fluff+smut) part of the prompt game pairing: idol!Jungkook x ex-gf! female reader genre: idolverse, Exes2L, fluff, smut warnings: references to a few good and bad milestones of BTS, allusion to oral (m. receiving), breakup, mentions of one (1) dating attempt of OC, mentions of 190811 JK because duh, Jungkook is a petty ex, various hair colours, Times Square JK, fluff, smut, they’re both needy and desperate, big dick JK, possessiveness, dirty talk, bad language, face grabbing, mouth spitting, kind of dry humping but without clothes (?), slight dom!JK, babygirl, unprotected sex (you should all be old enough to know the consequences), slight breeding kink, hair pulling, love confessions, rough and desperate sex, a little bit of angst, Jungkook is a romantic, naked proposal, lmk if I forgot smth word count: 2.512

a/n: guess who got a bit carried away with this ask? THAT'D BE ME! 🥸

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

You lived through it all. Through every storm and golden dawn alike, you’ve walked beside him—Jungkook, through the raw and uncertain trainee years, standing shoulder to shoulder when he made that long-awaited debut with your other friends, with the cheers of a scattered handful of ARMYs filling the gaps of an empty room. And you—always there, even when unjustified criticism hit them like fists in the dark, when the suffocating shadows of hate and pushbacks tried to choke out their light. You were there when sleepless nights were a currency, and saesangs turned life into a nightmare not fit for the faint-hearted. You were there during all those late-night talks, when exhaustion and doubt dragged them to the brink of disbandment, and you—you, held onto them with all the strength you had left.

You lived through it all. You walked this path with him, through the milestones of glory—their first triumphant entrance on the Billboard 200, the moment they lent their voices to a UNICEF campaign, the awe that filled you as you stood in the last rows of that historic U.N. speech, watching them rise and rise as if they could never stop. You were there when the sold-out stadiums roared, when Jungkook’s nerves shook just before he walked onto that colossal stages, and in the quiet moments behind the curtains, you became his grounding, his release—your lips open, throat pulsing around his dick as the world waited for him to sing.

Once, you believed, truly, that what you had was unbreakable, a love of once-in-a-lifetime, and you knew—*knew*—that Jungkook felt it too. It was there, lingering in every glance, every touch, every whispered word. And because, when the breaking point finally came, when one triumph followed another, when at long last, *finally*, the whole world, not just ARMY, recognised their worth, when the frantic pace of success nearly swallowed them whole, you made your decision. You walked away—not out of lost love, no, never that. Love was still there, burning too fiercely for words. But you thought you were sparing him, thought you were freeing him from another tether, another weight pulling him down, when his focus should be solely on his dream, his passion. You thought, perhaps, you were doing the right thing, even despite the way his pleas and tears seared themselves into your memory, begged you to stay, haunting you even now, even when your eyes aren’t closed. 

Those days after the breakup—they were bitter and cold—not easy, not for either of you. You saw him on screen, thriving, yes, but hurting in a way you knew all too well. The incident in November 2019—your first and only date after the split, after Jungkook, when a stitch couldn’t leave his mouth shut, reaching Jungkook’s ears, and suddenly his performance at the Lotte Family Concert became something else altogether—savage, fierce, almost a message to you, reverberating through the very core of your being. Something shifted the air back then, in him, in you, in the whole world.

You realised then, that Jungkook wasn’t just an ex, but a petty one at that. You should have known better. One offhand comment in passing to his mother about his hair—how you missed the look of it untouched by dye, lamenting that his soft, natural locks were lost beneath the constant colouring—and suddenly, every week he was colouring it anew, as though each hue was a small act of rebellion against you. The games continued—the thirst traps, the little taunts, even in every piece of merch he touched, designs you once dreamt up together in those hazy trainee years. You, lying beside him in the cramped dorm, building fragile sandcastles of what could be, of dreams yet unspoken. And now, those same castles crumbled as he used them to fuel his quiet, calculated rebellion.

And yet, somehow, it was still a surprise when the text arrived. Jungkook himself, inviting you to his surprise gig at Times Square. You hesitated, wrestling with your pride, your pain. But in the end, for old times’ sake, you relented—just one last favour, you told yourself.

And now, here you stand. He had slipped out of the room just after you arrived, and you watch from the window as the world goes wild, Jungkook commanding the stage as effortlessly as he breathes. The ache within you deepens, the love, the longing—they haven’t dimmed in all those years, not even for a moment.

When he finally returns, still glistening with sweat, fresh from the exhilaration of the performance, his presence floods the room, the light he is piercing every fibre of your being. 

"Hey," he breathes through his panting, that soft voice slipping through the air like a secret only you are meant to hear. He smiles, and the familiarity of it twists your gut in the worst way possible. He grabs and drowns a bottle of water in one go, his Adam’s apple bobbing in a way that sends your heart skipping, unbidden.

And you, standing there, trying to hold your composure as the man who once was yours invades your very senses. Every drop of sweat that trickles down his neck, every movement of his tattooed arms, every unspoken memory lingering in the air. You can’t stop the surge of arousal, the way your body betrays you as your thighs press together, seeking some small relief from the tension he brings.

And when Jungkook motions for you to sit beside him on that small loveseat, your legs, weak and trembling, carry you there almost on instinct. His thigh brushes against yours as he sits down, the touch so achingly familiar it almost hurts too much to bear. You feel that old connection, sparking back to life with everything said, with everything kept in silence between you.

“I invited you here for a reason,” he murmurs, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, the sincerity in his gaze captivating your every thought. "I can’t keep on going like this," he continues after a short pause, voice weighted with something deeper than exhaustion, something that seems to eat him alive.

You respond with a gentle push, instinctively deflecting, faking an easygoing happiness. "But you're doing so well, Jungkook. Your dream’s finally yours. You can’t walk away now."

“It’s not about that,” he replies, quieter now, as though his resolve softens in the space between your words.

Jungkook straightens, taking your hand, his inked fingers finding yours with that familiar tenderness, like all the lost days between you never happened. He strokes your soft skin, the gesture so achingly reminiscent of the way he used to hold you, back when the world somehow seemed simpler, back when the two of you were all you needed.

His voice deepens, the softness in his tone soothing like your very personal lullaby. "I can’t live another day without you by my side." 

His words shake your heart, each syllable removing the distance that time and hurt had created. Your eyes tremble, silver lining your lash line, as silence is everything that escapes your mouth. 

Jungkook leans in, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear. “I love you,” the confession rolling from his lips like something inevitable, as though it was always meant to be spoken, in the past, in this moment, and in every possible future. “I still love you, with everything I am. And I know you feel it too. Let’s not try again—we’re beyond that. I know we’re meant to be. Let’s just be together.”

Your lips quiver as the dam finally breaks, silent tears slipping down your cheeks. There’s no noise, no grand release, just a quiet cascade of everything you’ve held in and pushed back for so long. And in that stillness, you finally find your voice, speaking every word out of the depth of your soul. “Yes, Kook, please.”

Your lips crash into his with a force that makes your whole body tremble. You push him back with such ferocity that he’s not able to keep sitting upright, and before you know it, you’re climbing on top of him, his hands digging into your sides, pulling you closer, as though he could never have you close enough. His tongue teases along your lips, the cool metal of his lip piercings brushing your skin, sending another wave of hot arousal out of you. You open your mouth, letting him in. His taste is the same—mint drops, just like all those years ago—and it awakens a hunger in you, a longing that has only grown more ravenous with time.

Your fingers tangle in his soft hair, pulling at it, at the black fabric of his dress shirt, ripping the buttons open as though the world outside doesn’t exist. Jungkook is just as frenzied, stripping you of your clothes, his own following without a beat, the desperation between you highlighting, almost painful, as if trying to make up for all the lost time. You’ve seen him on screen, admired the way his body has changed, matured, but nothing could have prepared you for the reality of him. Jungkook looks like a greek god carved from marble, every muscle sculpted to perfection, and his cock stands proud, thick and throbbing like a prize waiting to be claimed.

“I’m never letting you go again,” he rasps, pulling you up with him, your legs wrapping around his tiny waist, your slick cunt brushing against him with each step he takes.

Jungkook carries you to the table nearby, lips never leaving yours, kissing you as though he might devour you, and as his mouth travels down your neck, over your collarbone, and to your breasts, as he sweeps everything off the table with a careless shove, lowering you onto it, you think you found euphoria just then.

“Jungkook,” you moan, arching into him as his tongue flicks over your nipple, his hand pinching and twisting your other, his hips grinding against your dripping core with a raw need that nearly sends you spiralling right then and there.

“I’m going to chain you to me,” he growls against your skin. “Going to fuck you until you’re too dumb to walk away again.”

“Yes,” you whimper, as your body clenches and trembles, your release washing over you like a wave, too intense to hold back, the stimulation from his hands, his mouth, his cock rubbing against your slick folds just too overwhelming.

“Fucking scream my name,” he demands, grabbing your face roughly, forcing your mouth open with his thumb and forefinger.

“Jungkook,” you gasp, his cock sliding through your wetness as you come down from your high. You try to close your mouth, but he spits into it, his eyes dark with lust, watching you swallow with a mix of satisfaction and need.

“That’s right, babygirl,” he smirks lazily. “I’m going to fuck you stupid now. You’re still on birth control?”

“Yes,” you manage to breathe, trembling as he grabs his cock, pumping it a few times before lining up with your entrance, clenching in anticipation.

“Shame,” he growls, his words dripping with dark desire. “Would love to fuck a baby into you, show everyone who you belong to.”

His words make you moan, your body responding to the filthy promise in his voice. “Oh, you like that, don’t you, baby girl?” he grins.

He grabs a fistful of your hair, dragging your mouth to his as he thrusts into you, his cock filling you completely, stretching you in a way that brings a sharp, sweet pain, the kind of pain you’ve been craving for years. You cry his name into his mouth, every inch of you vibrating with the sensation of him.

“Fuck, I love you so much,” he groans. “You’re the fucking love of my life.” His pace picks up, becoming relentless, his hips slamming into you, desperate to make up for all the years you were apart.

You drink him in, the sight of him so raw and beautiful—his eyebrows drawn together, eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back in ecstasy. His hands grip the back of your knees, pulling you towards him, keeping you close as he drives into you over and over, the rough surface of the table scraping your lower back. His balls and thighs slap against your ass with such force that you know you’ll be bruised, but you welcome it. You embrace every desperate thrust, every rough touch, pouring all of yourself into this moment.

“Fuck, Jungkook, I’m coming,” you cry out, gripping his arms for support, feeling yourself unravel under the intensity of it all.

“Fucking come for me! Cream my cock like you’re made for it.”

His words send you over the edge, your body shattering into a million stars, as brilliant and infinite as the ones that glimmer in Jungkook’s eyes when he looks down at you. And you know, in that moment, that you’re home. Truly home, where everything makes sense.

Your cunt clenches around him, and that’s all it takes to push him into his own release. He lets out a deep, guttural groan, his body buckling over you as he empties himself inside you, his breath mingling with yours, his heart pounding against your chest, both of you lost in the blissful haze of it all.

You stroke the back of his head tenderly, feeling his racing heartbeat gradually slow, matching the rhythm of your own.

When you both finally come down from the high, you lock eyes. His boyish smile spreads across his face, just like it did all those years ago, and you can’t help but mirror it.

“Chain me to you, hm?” you tease, your eyes gleaming with playful mischief. “That’s not the romantic Jungkook I know.”

A blush creeps up his cheeks and ears as he pulls out of you, grabbing the discarded tissue box from the floor to clean you both up without saying a word. But you notice the growing tension in his body, the slight shift in his demeanour, and a flicker of unease stirs in you.

“Kook?” you ask carefully, but he only glances at you briefly before turning to his duffel bag in the corner of the room, rummaging through it.

When he turns back around, your heart plummets to the floor. It’s not fear or worry that seizes you, but the overwhelming brightness of joy, happiness so intense it almost paralyses you.

“I’ve carried this with me since our first stadium tour,” he says softly, stepping closer. “But I was always too scared I wasn’t enough.”

He kneels before you, still naked, and you don’t allow yourself to breathe, to blink. “___, will you do me the honour of marrying me?”

Tears stream from your eyes once more, and you nod, unable to speak for a moment, your heart bursting like a confetti gun with every emotion under the sun. Finally, you whisper, “Yes,” and kiss him, knowing without a doubt that he’s the one. Always was, always will.

[daordinarylinchen]

🎤: ..and we will use it as a tool of war to restore glory to russia🎵🎵

[starpains]

A multiverse sorta fic where Anakin touches some holocron or whatevs (it’s always a holocron tho isn’t it) and gets thrown from AU to AU, all of them being Ewan McGregor’s movies/shows lol, but it’s Obi-Wan. So we’d get chef Obi-Wan, fashion designer Obi-Wan, mafia boss Obi-Wan, Obi-Wan and his clone (looking at you The Island for the DP porn lol), and more…

And you know, they either already are or end up falling for each other and fucking in every verse cause they’re star crossed lovers or sth.

Then, the last one he’s thrown into is the Kenobi show—his own verse after he fucked it all up—and Obi-Wan is looking at him like he’s seen a ghost in all his damaged, infinitely sad glory and Anakin fucking aches. They end up fucking, don’t even need to fall in love cause they already are, duh.

And then, the holocron is finally used up and he goes back to being in his early 20s in the middle of the clone wars, a changed man, wondering how to get with his Obi-Wan. Of course, when he manages, he never falls to the dark side.

The galaxy is saved, the readers get what they craved, everybody cries, only Palps dies, poor Pads finds comfort in lesbian sex, now that Anakin is her ex. 🎤 🎵

A time-travel fix it of sorts, if you squint?

[accio-victuuri]

xiao zhan’s mfw interview clues, talismans and matching ads. 🎤

based from the ones released today: v magazine, tencent fashion, tod’s and mr. bags. nothing too big, just some connection/s to already established cpns. feel free to appreciate and enjoy the interviews for what they are even without clowning. 🫶🏼

* V Magazine China

when he talked about superpowers, he has changed his answer from being invisible, he just wishes that there will be no disputes in the world. tho the topic is really about what he wants a parallel world to be like. interesting answer. i’m gonna wait for wyb to have an interview with a similar question and see if they will match 😂😂😂

he also answered that his style is more casual and comfortable which is exactly the same as wyb answered a similar question. not that we ever doubted how similar their personal style is. they may choose or prefer different pieces, but it has the same feel. this is who they steal each other clothes and blend in when they want to.

how he answered the question what he learned about style is to subtract. which may mean less is more or something like that. it matches what wyb said he learned about a different thing — acting. so i see this as a similarity between them, they don’t do overdo things.

🎤: If you had two hours of free time, where would you like to spend it?

🐰: Just strolling around. A city-walk.

I hope he does this with WYB! We was this happen in a lot of ZZ’s vlogs.

🎤: What is the most surprising thing from Gucci 2024 Autumn/Winter Women’s Wear show?

🐰: I think the biggest surprise is the bag. I like it very much, the shape of the bag is very avant-grade and bold.

His interest in bags is here again 👀 In his 2019 interview for MFW, he was asked about what his favorite accessory and he answered bag. The CPN happened because WYB was asked in an interview of his promotion of a jewelry brand (Emphasis ) about what jewelry he will give to his loved one. he answered a bag. lol. the question is about a jewelry but he still answered something different. who is he thinking about? a certain someone who loves bags?

🎤: Do you have any unforgettable anecdotes during the Chinese New Year that you can share with everyone?

🐰: There seems to be no Chinese New Year because I spent the Chinese New Year with the crew.

A confirmation what we already know, that he spent CNY in HD. the thing we won’t ever know tho is if WYB was there. Tho some clues point to the answer being yes.

* Tencent Fashion interview

Not much here but he just repeated how he loves bags. Lol. && how his priority is to film. I imagine the same is true for WYB.

* Tod’s interview

I didn’t share the translation for that. sorry! here it is in all it’s glory. not much cpn tho because the questions are centered on his clothes and the show.

🎤: After watching the first show of Tod's new creative director Matteo, can you share with us your first impressions?

🐰: Excited! and then when I was watching the show, I have been taking pictures all the time. Because there are many coats which I like it very much, including the bags, and I think it’s a brand-new attempt. You can see the second show, which is very unique especially it is placed at the tram stop in Milan — I heard that this tram stop is still in active service, can still be used.

🎤: What are the highlights of today’s outfit? Can you introduce it to us?

🐰: Today’s outfit is a more elegant and low-key style. It is a design of the collar on this coat, in fact you can see that it is actually a leather material, this collar can stand up, then you can put it on here and put it on in another way. Then, include this pair of shoe which is also my favorite loafer and this belt, it is also has a very unique design, it has a hemp material and then combine it with leather.

🎤: If you were asked to recommend one of the most “Italian” items you saw on the show today, which one would you recommend?

🐰: Ah~ it’s so difficult! I think there is a lot of it — I think it’s leather, I think everything about leather, the coat including leather on it’s shoes and trousers.

🎤: What are the three must- have travel stuffs during fashion week?

🐰: phone, passport, also…also the (important) card.

🎤: In a series of film and television works, how do you think different costumes help shape the character’s image?

🐰: It does help yourself to get into the role better.

🎤: You have been to Milan Fashion Week many times. Compared with the first time, what changes do you feel this time?

🐰: This time I felt more relaxed and also more cordial. There is a feeling of going home, especially there is DDV Yeye ( Tod’s CEO ) just now, he always tell me how he always welcomed me back says “Welcome back!” I felt woah! that moment was very warm. Then, of course there is conscious lifestyles of Tods that can’t live without.

🎤: Not long ago, you sang “As You Wish” at the Beijing TV Spring Festival Gala. What kind of New Year wishes do you have for everyone?

🐰: (smooth and healthy) for everyone

* Interview with Mr. Bags

this is year 3 of his interview with him! it’s one i’m waiting for cause xz is comfortable with & i feel like he can get away with asking more personal questions.

🎤: Yes, then I saw your personal clothes later I did serious study and research of it on internet. I think our Xiao laoshi really have a personal style, is very good at dressing and I just found out that — for example you will wear some hats, then the scarf and then you will also wear some of these big coats?

XZ: That’s right.

🎤: It looks warm, it has a sense of youth.

XZ: In fact, I felt it safer and then it’s more comfortable because I’m actually myself, in terms of personal clothing I prefer not too many colors, It is mainly; gray, black series and white colors. Those that are comfortable to wear and can’t go wrong and also most effective.

same thing about his personal style and what colors he chooses which is very close to wyb’s.

🎤: I also heard that Xiao Zhan is actually a very homely person. If it weren’t for work then you would just stay at home so I wonder what you usually do when you are at home?

XZ: Actually, I can also play games, sometimes I will have fun, but for most of time I spend my time working out.

this matches some recent fake rumors. 😭😭😭 especially with the part about how xz prefers to stay-in. and then how he likes to play games! who does he play games with??? WYB. there are already a couple of fake rumors and interviews of them talking about the two playing! it’s so nice to hear it from xz.

THE ALLEGED TALISMAN. 💛

p1 is GG recently, from his flight back home and p2 is a not so clear photo of WYB’s phone during HB screening where you can see what looks like a yellow paper. I have no question that GG does this, we have seen it before. but i like the idea of WYB doing something similar, maybe GG even drawing one for him. and this may be the reason why they chose this type of card case.

Finally, the matching ads by Shu Uemura and Loreal. Two different brands and products but I can’t help but see the similarity with the ads 🥹🥹🥹

-END.

[fluffypotatey]

Talk to us about peachbuds 🎤🎤🎤 (swk and mac’s 2009 version) idk how they end up just that they are also tragic

ok so first off you can watch Monkey King (2009) here where it’s been subtitled in English by the loveliest of fans (bc the show is only out in Mandarin). they have been in a hiatus for a couple years bc there was some issues on finding a beta-reader to help with the translations (HOWEVER IT LOOKS LIKE THEY UPDATED A LOT MORE EPISODES SINCE THEN SO CATCH ME WATCHING MORE OF THIS LATER LMAO)

anyway: Peachbuds 😍

so it’s the ship name between Shihou/Sun Wukong and Liu’Er who are the best of friends during Wukong’s origins. you will also notice that a lot of Macky’s designs in lmk fanart with his ears as well as the drawings of him with white fur, do take inspiration from this show. either bc people watched the show growing up or found it through their lmk pipeline

so Liu’Er was a macaque already in this monkey/simian troop of Flower Fruit Mountain. is also on the younger side of the troop (think adolescence) and is close with the then Monkey King. so that is him home. he was part of them long before Wukong/Shihou joined them.

he also likes to prove himself as being someone next in line for the Monkey King throne. something the Grandpa Monkey King encouraged but the monkey generals always denied. they tend to look down on Liu’Er because of his youth and feel that it should be one of them who takes over after the Monkey King (tho they squabble amongst each other too much)

that’s how he even met Shihou because he wanted to prove himself and show that the magic rock he found was real. he is also one of the only monkeys who doesn’t find Shihou off putting or creepy (sometimes annoyed since Shihou never learned any etiquette). the only other monkey who finds potential in Shihou is the old Monkey King

Shihou (which means stone monkey) really does want to fit in with the troop and finds himself in a very similar position Liu’Er was in with the generals. only, instead of them just not taking Liu’Er seriously, they find Shihou to be a bad omen or a spy (bc he hatched the same day the Monstrous King of Havoc decided to crash their party)

so now it’s Shihou trying to prove himself bc he wants to make friends and Liu’Er and the old Mobkey King are so kind and the jungle is not friendly to those on their own. however, unlike Liu’Er constantly trying to prove himself and going unheard, Shihou does get heard and people’s respect for him rises

which leads us to Liu’Er’s jealousy. all Liu’Er has wanted was to be respected and one of the ways he knew the generals would finally respect him was if he took the throne. he even has a vision (or heard??? idk magic ears you know the drill) of himself obtaining. but then literally the next day, the vision switches to him watching Wukong rush past him to the throne (the, uh, Monkey King got sick and Wukong found the cure before Liu’Er. it’s a whole thing where Shihou won’t say where the cure is bc he promised but Liu’Er thinks Shihou wants to take his glory)

anyway, uh the jealousy eventually leads to Liu’Er throwing away their friendship the second the Monkey King announces Shihou as his successor. he argues against it and tries to place doubts for him even being qualified (i am NOT over it) and woopsie-daisy! he got got in a evil plot and is slowly getting possessed yayyyyyyyyyyy 🫠

[isabellehemlock]

My first IWTV BB art is here 🎉💕

I was so utterly blessed to get to pinch-hit for the @iwtvbigbang and work with the lovely @spacewitchqueen and get to make some more Rockstar!Lestat 🎤 Which wasn't too hard to do considering that I had the good fortune of reading a draft of the fic and y'all I was full on geeking at the way Brielle so seamlessly blended some religious allegories in there without it ever feeling either heavy handed or (dare I say) blasmephous. I was just like feasting on it! And in some Louis and Lestat romance and the whole thing was delicioussss.

So naturally I was stoked to draw him in all his glory performing on stage but then equally ecstatic to draw a faux fic cover for this lovely piece ~ definitely give it a read right here on AO3 and feel free to click below if you'd like to see two close ups ✨️

[clambuoyance]

🎤 hello madam clam I would like you to elaborate on the connection of Main Character Will Wood to Kon El Conner Kent Superboy?

I saw an edit with it once and I don’t think the latter half of the song fits but this set of lines in particular sort of gives off the vibe of someone who’s been given a certain expectation about what it means to be a hero. Early kon especially seems to think that by nature of being Superman he must be deserving of glory and that it’s his purpose. The shallowness of the trite tropes traits etc line is obviously a lil more sinister in the context of the whole song, but in this isolated kontext (heh) it sort of feels like it can be about someone who almost views superheroism as a game or akin to celebrity life rather than something serious. This makes me think of the Rots comics where he flaunts his fame and has to learn what true heroism really means.

The next line is obviously a reference to the classic Superman line “it’s a bird, it’s a plane, no it’s Superman!” but the use of superego makes me think of the part in yj where he insists of the Freudian aspects he is Superego (because he is superboy), so it’s even more fitting hehe. And the next lines also just feed into the early kon vibes

[br1ghtestlight]

any moment ⏳️ now... (are you sure this is what you want? 😟😨⁉️)

oh, spare me your spin 💫🥴, you tablet tabloid 📱🚫

if you want to psychoanalyze someone 🤔💭, don’t look at me! 👀 look at them! ➡️🧑‍🤝‍🧑👭👫🏻👬

it’s so pathetic 😒 how they run 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♀️👟 to fetch their sticks 🐶🪵

sure, call me polemic, unsympathetic 😡😤💢, at least i know other tricks! 💥💯

look at me and all you’ll see is the debris of some defective outcast! 💔🚫😔 a frenetic, antithetic (if poetic 🖋) little iconoclast 😡💢💥💥

but i won’t live in the past! ➡️🌈🏝🌎😁🚫🚫

i almost won 🏆💪 this game once, you know 😒‼️‼️ but

history 🌍🗺🧭 is rearranged ⬆️↗️➡️↘️⬇️↙️⬅️↖️ just to credit those who win the glory 🏆✌️😁

so reality 🌎 is changed in the edit 🚫‼️💢 when they spin 💫🥴 the story! 📚😇

and we choose 🤲‼️ to feel this pain 😭😔🏨🚨

And we lose 📉 more than we gain! 🎤🎤💔🚫

but i will break 🤜💢 this cycle of mistakes unlike all of these snakes 🐍🐍😠💢 whom i call to condemn! 🚫👎

if i can’t win the prize 🏆😔, i’ll play this last reprisal 🎭🎶 just to bring their lies 😶 all to an end! 🛑🛑🚫‼️😡

(you need regeneration 📲🏨‼️)

unfortunately, i don’t have much faith in that process 🙅‍♀️😒🚫

(of course not 😒.....) why "of course not?" 🤔🤔⁉️

(you believe yourself to be incapable of starting over 😔💔 in more ways than one‼️😭📉)

(i do not know who you lost 🥒🎤💔💔🚫‼️, but is it not possible to get them back? 🥒😡🚫💌)

“clear the slate, start again 😁🏝🌈🌈” are you hearing how preposterous that sounds? 🤓🫵

how do you not comprehend 🤔💭that for someone with my monstrous 👹💢 background 🏖🏜🏝🏘🏡🌍 the whole slate has fallen apart 😭😭‼️🚫

(taco 🌮, that is not true 😔😭💔 there are other ways to-) it’s too late ⌛️ (it’s not too late! 😯😯‼️) for me to restart 🔁

but it’s not i 🙍‍♀️🚫, it’s they (lettuce 🥬🥬 taco 🌮 bout it when your-) who deign to play this game (head 🤕 is not so clouded ☁️💭😶‍🌫️) so cruel 😡💥💥 and inhumane (you're no menace, taco 🌮😡🚫)

base and uncouth (how did they hurt you? 😔🤕😭😭❓️) (please think this through! 🙏‼️)

i think they’re too afraid 😨😱💥 to (feeling double-crossed 🔁 is part of) bear 🐻 the bed they’ve made (dealing with a loss 📉😔😭, yes, but) can’t bring themselves to face the awful truth! 😨😨‼️👎🙅‍♀️ (healing 🤕👨‍⚕️🏨 is a process, that’s the truth 😔🙏)

so I’m turning up the heat 🔥 to “sauté” ive a beef to get grilled 🍖🍖🔥😋 but i fully guarantee that today all the beans 🫘 that get spilled 🍾🍻🤔 won’t be mine 🙅‍♀️, no i’m fine! 😁👍💯💯

now it’s time.... ⏳️⌛️‼️🚫

[imaginationfanstar]

Spop Beauty Pageant AU

So it’s kind of a twist on the pageant trope because I want it to be more inclusive and focus on cis nonconforming beauty standards. So the pageant would feature the entire cast and the different ways they express their beauty and confidence.

Double Trouble is a nonbinary icon. They make anything and everything look good 😎👑🧑‍🎤

Bow is a transmasc gender nonconformist. Dude loves his crop tops, and has no problems wearing flower crowns or donning a skirt if and when the mood strikes him.☀️🌼🏹

Glimmer is a short, and stocky queen. She enjoys frills, pastels, and sparkles 💖 She, also, prefers to wear boots with everything and short hair; a sort of Rebel in Pink kind of style. 🦹‍♀️ 💅👩🏼‍🎤

Adora’s got a strong athletic style that leans towards gender neutral. However, its fun for her to explore her softer feminine side with formal wear.👟🎀⚔️

Catra has this Punk Rock meets Femme Fatale vibe that’s super attractive 🎸🗡️ and yet she’d never be caught dead in a dress ☠️. A plaid skirt with ripped leggings underneath is the closest she’s likely to get. 😼

While Scorpia is a gorgeous wall of muscle she has a strong feminine style 👠💋. Additionally, in the modern AUs, she is often times depicted with prosthetic limbs 🦾🦂

Mermista and Perfuma have a pretty self explanatory aesthetic. However, Mermista’s character is meant to explore a non-western culture, while Perfuma herself can be read as a trans feminine woman. 🔱🥻💐💚

I’d love to explore Frosta. She also has a non-western cultural background with an elemental aesthetic but her style isn’t fully fleshed out either. One could lean in multiple directions. I’d like to play around with her hair. Maybe longer hair with an undercut and multicolored streaks in electric blue, white, and silver. 🌨️❄️⛄️

Then there’s Sea Hawk who while very masculine in appearance is also very bisexual and body positive with his flamboyant over the top sailor aesthetic. 🔥🏴‍☠️⚓️

I could see older characters like Angella, Light Hope, Spinnerella, Netossa, and even Hordak acting as the judges. 🪽⚛️ 🌪️🌐💃

I’d probably add Entrapta as a stylist since she has no interest in competition. The spacesuits she took the time to design, along with Hordak’s armor, demonstrates how admirable her skills for fashion and design are. 👩‍💻 🪡🧵

Shadow Weaver could be a scorned and bitter pageant Queen trying to relive her glory days through one of kids (probably Adora). 🤡😒

Casta and Micah could be the co-host. I could see Micha dressing in drag for a few appearances too. 🧔‍♀️🔮🎤

Edited Aug. 12, 2024

[gabykatttt]

The city’s yours

Veneer 🎶🎤

This is just the start of your story

If you got guts you get glory

Anyone can make it even you

In New York City

And now's the time you gotta stand tough

'Cause if you work hard you can rise up

Anyone can make it even you

In New York City

Look at me I'm just blood pumpin'

You and me are two hearts thumpin'

We are two souls giving the same feed

So take it all

The city's yours

It's worth fighting for

It's all yours

So take it all

The city's yours

It's worth fighting for

It's all mine

It's all yours

In New York City

In New York City

In New York City

So put your gloves on start trainin'

You gotta get wet when it's rainin'

And If you got heart you can make it too

In New York City

You see what I see look harder

You know we're the same when we start off

Four walks two heads one heart paired

So take it all

The city's yours

Ask it for more

When you arrange a tour

So take it all

The city's yours

It's worth fighting for

It's all mine

It's all yours

In New York City

In New York City

Veneer 🎶🎤

So take all

Velvet 🎶🎤

So take it all

Veneer 🎶🎤

The city’s yours

Velvet 🎶🎤

The city’s mine

Veneer 🎶🎤

It's worth fighting for

Velvet 🎶🎤

It's worth fighting for

Veneer 🎶🎤

It’s all mine

Velvet 🎶🎤

It’s all mine

Veneer 🎶🎤

So take it all

Velvet 🎶🎤

So take it all

Veneer 🎶🎤

The city’s yours

Velvet 🎶🎤

The city’s mine

Veneer 🎶🎤

It’s worth fighting for

Velvet 🎶🎤

It’s worth fighting for

Veneer 🎶🎤

It’s all mine

Velvet 🎶🎤

It’s all mine

Veneer 🎶🎤

It’s all yours

Velvet and Veneer 🎶🎤

In New York City

With Velvet

Veneer where are you? Velvet asked herself looking at the moon and the ocean.

With Veneer

Where are you Vels? Veneer asked himself looking at the sky drinking his tea.

@simplydannie @skydiverdrawings @brozonelovergirl @once-ler-ask-blog153 @horrorartist23 @angelicstarss

[cherrieguroo]

the

mariahs nurse at the end of tgwdlm is woman at her day job

OKAY OKAY OKAY I LOVE THIS???

actually stop that is so smart . glory you fuckin genius

the whole server cheered !!

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

So if that’s What happened to Bruce how does the Preacher!Master happen as well? You know the one who tried to become the ruller of the Omniverse only to loose to a cyberman who become way more powerful than Rassilon?

Who is the Preacher Master?

The Master spent quite a lot of time flittering between reality and the vortex while the Doctor was off on jollies.

🎤 Breaking Up the Band

After the band broke up, the Master eventually reunited with various versions of himself, including the War Master and Missy to confront the Ravenous (apparently, musical differences were put aside). After assisting his future selves and ensuring the preservation of their timeline, his mind was wiped, and his own future selves threw him back into the Time Vortex. Ugh.

🌌 Trapped in the Vortex ... Again

During this time, he began to make psychic contact with a human named Lila Kreeg, whom he manipulated to free him. With her help and some casual murder, he escaped, taking the identity of a high-flying businessman named Magnus Drake and transforming the company into an influential force on Earth.

Unfortunately, the Daleks then invaded, and as a result of this, he was betrayed by Lila and shoved back into the vortex again, where he broke down into pure essence.

🔥 He's in the Vortex Again

After yet another stint trapped in the Vortex, the Master's essence was eventually reconstituted by the ship Kairos. Here, he began feeding on the life force of the crew, once again manipulating those around him to regain his full power. Eventually, the Master was once again tricked and thrown back into the Vortex into pieces again.

🌟 And Again ...

The Master’s essence was eventually rescued from the Vortex by Esterath, a powerful entity preparing him for the battle over 'The Glory,' an artefact capable of controlling the Omniverse. With a new body and renewed ambition, the Preacher!Master emerged—driven by his goal of becoming the ruler of the Omniverse.

You can bet that didn't go well either. At least he didn't get thrown back into the vortex again.

Related:

💬|🦹👁️How did the Master escape from the Eye of Harmony?: The events following the TV movie for the Master.

📺|🦹🪨The Death of Torvic

💬|🧸🏫What were the Doctor and the Master’s school days like?: Overview of the general structure of Gallifreyan education and how badly these two handled it.

Hope that helped! 😃

Any purple text is educated guesswork or theoretical. More content ... →📫Got a question? | 📚Complete list of Q+A and factoids →😆Jokes |🩻Biology |🗨️Language |🕰️Throwbacks |🤓Facts →🫀Gallifreyan Anatomy and Physiology Guide (pending) →⚕️Gallifreyan Emergency Medicine Guides →📝Source list (WIP) →📜Masterpost If you're finding your happy place in this part of the internet, feel free to buy a coffee to help keep our exhausted human conscious. She works full-time in medicine and is so very tired 😴

[rubberizer92]

🔥 Brace yourselves for an electrifying surge of AI-infused passion! 🤖💪 Introducing #OBEYseason18 - Where the boundaries of reality dissolve into a rubber-clad symphony of muscled perfection!

Get ready to be swept off your feet in a whirlwind of excitement! 🌪️✨ This all-human edition pushes the limits, melding AI-enhanced bodies with outfits that redefine the very essence of seduction. Faces so real, you'll question what's human and what's not! 😈🚀

Your voice, your vote - they shape destinies! 🗳️🔥 Engage with us on Instagram, Tumblr, and X. Boost the Yes votes on our Instagram stories, each Yes a thunderous applause for your favorite. Say yes to glory, subtract the no's, and let the revolution begin! 🌟

🌟 Will Fabian from Austria 🇦🇹 conquer the stage again? 🏆 The glorious winner of Season 12 craves submission, desires to wear rubber, and is a true follower of the Voice. Are you ready to witness his triumphant return? 🔥🎤

Don't just watch - immerse yourself in the rubber revolution! 🚀✨ #OBEYseason18 #AIgenerated #Rubber #Latex #AI

[accio-victuuri]

wang yibo - huabiao awards recording of “glory” performance with other attendees 🎤 | source

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

SOME B-BOYS GRAFFITI HISTORY FOR YA -- TAGGING UP THE WORLD BACK IN 1989.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on graffiti left by the late, great Adam "MCA" Yauch (1964-2012) after the BEASTIE BOYS held a press conference on the roof of Capitol Records following the release of their "Paul's Boutique" album in the summer of 1989. Apparently, they tagged the whole rooftop and the record company had to send in the decorators to paint it all out.

PIC #2: MCA's tag was the only tag they missed and is still there today. The second shot, as of 2020, now features tags from all three B-BOYS, as Mike D and Ad-Rock added theirs in 2019.

BONUS/EXTRA INFO: Also, in black sharpie, I was able to make out, "And your amigo Mix Master Mike, Beasties forever." Nice one, MMM!

In memoriam -- Adam Nathaniel "MCA" Yauch, Ricky Powell, and may they both Rest in peace, power, and God's eternal glory forever. ✊🎤🎶🎙🎧🎸💢🙏🗽☸️✨

[severevoiddragon]

listen up lemme tell you a story 📖! A story that you never heard 🚫👂 before. You heard about our names 🏷 and our ✨️fame✨️ and our faces 👰‍♀👰‍♀👰‍♀👰‍♀👰‍♀👰‍♀. But what about the glories 🏆 and the disgraces 😔? I'm done cause all this time ⏰️, I've been just 1️⃣ word in a stupid rhyme 🎶!! So I picked up a pen 🖊 and a mircophone 🎤.

History's about to get overthrown 🔥🔥🗣🗣 - 🚫💍

Divorced 🚫💍 Beheaded! 🗡️🗡️ Died ⚰️⚰️⚰️

Divorced 🚫💍 Beheaded! 🗡️🗡️ Survived. ✊✊✊

But just for you 🫵🫵 tonight 🌌

We're Divorced 🚫💍 Beheaded 🗡️🗡️ LIIIVVEEEEEEE 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤